I still felt crap about what I did to Carmen and guess that what she did was probably normal. I decided that I needed to apologise to her to clear the...air between us. She had been avoiding me after the incident but I didn’t blame her. It was our duty to close the store again and we were alone. Carmen was busy with some paper work and I just finished some of mine and put it in my folder. I put the folder away and looked at her and sighed and walked over. “Carmen I really sorry about last I. As for his crotch, I'd already figured out that thatpart of him was having the time of its life."Have you done this with anyone before?" I asked conversationally asI finished the knot.He hesitated, then asked, "Done what?"I slapped him. It wasn't one of those slaps you see in the movies, wherethe villain hits the heroine to the ground, then goes off-camera to havehis hand X-rayed for fractures. It was just a nice, easy, open-palmed slapthat left Gerth's head turned ninety degrees from where it. Within a couple of minutes, I felt my muscles tense before a wave of pleasure crashed over me; my pussy clamped around my fingers as I cried out in elation.My legs suddenly felt weak as I leaned against the shower wall, waves of post-orgasmic pleasure still rippling from my core. Eventually, I worked up the energy to leave the shower, wrapping a towel around me as I re-entered my room. I glanced at my phone and noticed I had a text… from Lincoln!Hey Cal… really hoping you didn’t give me a fake. It was driving me crazy.As if he could read my mind, he inserted his hand inside the strap of my dress and began playing with my rock hard nipple. 'mmmmm' I moaned. "Baby girl likes that, right?" he asked. All I could do was moan again. Oh wow, I could feel my pussy soaking my panties.The car slowed and Uncle Dave pulled over on a dark stretch of the highway. He pushed the strap aside and lowered his mouth to my nipple. He sucked and nipped at it until I thought I was going to cum right.