This story is a continuation from another, titled "BF's Roommate Watches", check it out for the full storyline!
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Sarah and Mark didn't talk about that night after it happened. Mark was so drunk it was actually pretty easy to forget for him; but Sarah had thought about it a lot. The feeling of Mark's roommate shooting his hot sticky cum into her mouth and all over her face turned her on for some reason - not to mention the whole process of being watched while getting railed before that. Sarah would catch herself rubbing her smooth pussy in the shower while she put her face up towards the shower head, pretending the hot water was hot jizz being sprayed onto her. She would rub her tan, wet, sensitive tits too before snapping herself out of it and convincing herself she is not a slut.
Things carried on pretty normally between her and Mark. Keith had never talked much to her anyway and it definitely stayed that way - she actually overheard him on the phone telling their story to one of his friends "Yea man have you ever made a girl look like a toaster strudel? Just did it to my roommate's hot girlfriend the other night - she's such a slut! I'll see if I can get some pictures of her for you". It was degrading to hear him talk about her like that and pissed her off, but two things helped her keep her cool: she had never given Mark or anyone pictures of herself so she knew Keith wouldn't be getting anywhere there and also her and Mark would be graduating soon and she'd be starting her new job right out of college!
Sarah had interviewed a few weeks before at a local pawn shop in her hometown that was known to be upscale and cater to a normally upper class crowd. They specialized in things like old firearms, classic cars, expensive jewelry, etc. She had dressed somewhat conservatively but also somewhat sexy for her interview - she was a firm believer of infusing a little sexuality into her work to try to get an advantage. She wore a tight grey pencil skirt that came up to a few inches above her knees and a navy blue blouse which she left open a bit to show her necklace... Oh and a bit of cleavage as well. She put her blond hair back in a ponytail and apparently all of this had paid off - she got the job!
Her boss, the man that interviewed her, owned the shop. He was about 60 years old and had a big gut on him. His name was Dan and while he seemed charming at first, Sarah started to get a bit of a creepy feel when he had her stand up and spin during the interview. After she did so he made a comment about how she'd make a great salesperson. She shrugged it off as overthinking it and decided to take it as a compliment. She couldn't wait to start!
After college graduation was over she moved into an apartment complex - the same building as Mark although not the same apartment; they weren't ready for that yet. The move had gone smoothly and shortly after she was finishing up her first full week of being an official adult. She was bursting at excitement with how well things were going: graduation, a successful move into a great apartment, and an awesome first week at her new job! Not to mention everyone she worked with seemed nice - it was mostly men but there were a few older women in the office as well who did mostly secretary work. Sarah's job had her performing a variety of tasks which ranged from helping to unload deliveries to trying to pitch items to customers in order to sell them. In her first week she had already made more than expected on commission - this was going to be too easy!
As she sat at work counting down the minutes until she could leave she texted Mark and some of her close friends trying to set up a celebratory drink or five. Unfortunately, and much to her disappointment, her friends and Mark were all still in the process of either finding jobs which left them with little money, or they were still trying to get their professional lives on track and couldn't spare the time to share in her celebration. No matter, she thought, she can just have a few glasses of wine by herself tonight and maybe Mark or someone else would be up for a rain check tomorrow. Sarah drove back to her apartment and changed into her normal night time attire since she wouldn't be going anywhere: this usually consisted of one of Mark's shirts, no bra, a thong, and short cotton shorts. She ordered a pizza, put on the tv and popped open a bottle of her favorite wine. "Who needs friends?" she joked to herself.
After downing her first few glasses of wine she had already started to feel a little tipsy when there was a knock on the door - her pizza was finally here! She answered her door to a guy that looked to be around her age who immediately took notice of the blonde beauty that had opened the door. He was only about 6 feet tall but towered over her a bit as she stood around 5' 6". Sarah realized she hadn't grabbed her cash out of her purse on the couch so she invited the pizza guy in and told him to just set the box on the counter while she grabbed money. The pizza guy quickly set the box down and his eyes were glued to her ass in those tiny shorts that let her ass cheeks show just a bit from the bottom. As luck would have it for him, Sarah thoughtlessly leaned over her couch to quickly go through her purse to fish out the money.
