I waited a few seconds while Alice just stared at me. "Well...tell me about the last time," I repeated.
Alice began to cry. "I'm so sorry," she moaned, "I've done something bad. I'm so sorry."
"It's okay," I said. "I like hearing your sexy stories." I pretended to misunderstand what she was trying to tell me. "I want to hear about the last time," I grinned, "the last time you had an orgasm from taking a load of cum in your mouth...and I don't count. My cock is getting hard just thinking about it."
"You're gonna hate me," she cried.
"I could never hate you, baby."
"It was while you were gone," she blurted out.
"Gone?" I asked, "Gone where?"
"On the beer run," she answered.
"Whoa! Beer run? You mean tonight? Like an hour ago?" I did my best to appear surprised.
"Oh, yes!" she confessed. "I didn't mean to. I messed up."
"Let me get this straight. I left you at this party to go on a beer run for what? Thirty minutes? And during that time some other guy gave you a mouth full of his jizz?" I pretty much spelled it out.
"Yes," she whimpered tearfully.
"And you had an orgasm?" I added.
"Yes. You know how I am. I'm so sorry. You hate me now, don't you?"
I didn't answer. I paused for a moment and said trying to sound stern, "Tell me about it."
"What?" she seemed taken aback.
"I want to hear every detail," I said. "Every single detail. Humor me."
I took out my phone and fired up the video camera and zoomed in on Alice's tear-streaked face.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I want to record your story," I grinned. "Look into the camera and tell me every detail of how you came to get cum in your mouth while I was gone." I turned the camera on myself and pressed the record button and in my best serious narrator voice said, "This is the true story of my fiancée, Alice, who, just moments ago blew some other guy while I was out running an errand. The guy apparently came in her mouth and that made her cum, too. How did it happen? Did she swallow his cum? Let's hear it from Alice in her own words." I turned the camera back on Alice who stared at it with her mouth hanging open. She was frozen. I pushed pause and said firmly, "I'm not kidding, Alice." I unpaused the camera and Alice slowly began to talk.
She did a pretty good job relating how it went down. When she got to the part of Bobby filling her mouth with his cum, I interrupted and said, "Did you cum, too?"
"Yes!" she was blushing.
"Did he cum a lot? Was your mouth full of Bobby's cum?"
"Yes and yes," she was breathing a little heavier.
"Did you swallow it right away?" I asked.
"No."
"Tell me what happened next," I prompted.
"I closed my mouth to keep Bobby's cum from spilling and sat up and looked at him and opened my mouth to show him how much I had caught. Then I closed my mouth and swallowed it and opened and showed him that it was gone." She was being honest when she easily could have lied. That made me feel good.
"So you didn't spill any?" I asked.
"Some leaked out when I pulled my mouth off of his cock," she said.
"And what did you do about that?" I asked.
"I lowered my head back down and cleaned up his cock with my lips and tongue. His cock started to get hard again, but I had to get back before you returned."