Angie watched as Nick started after Jess.

"You're going to go upstairs?" she asked.

"Yeah."

Angie couldn't contain the smile as it spread wickedly across her face.

"Now?"

"Yeah."

"Ha, alright. Have fun!"

Nick ascended the stairs and answered obliviously, "I will, I guess."

As he disappeared Angie wasted no time, instantly moving over towards the handsome doctor.

"So, Dr. Sam. What would you like to do?"

"I dunno. I don't know," he answered, the effects of the absinthe clearly still shining through.

"I think we should have some fun," Angie said, taking a seat in his lap.

"What? Yeah, fun… fun is good…"

"Here," she said, taking his hand and holding it in front of his face. She opened her mouth wide and took his middle finger between her lips and slowly pulled it form her mouth.

"I, I, I..."

"I feel you," Angie said. She took his hand and slid it under the hem of her heavy sweater. She placed his hand over her left breast and squeezed. Her lips parted again as a soft moan escaped her lungs. Dr. Sam's hands took on a mind of its own and squeezed her breast again.

"Actually, your hands are still a bit cold," Angie said taking his hand from inside her shirt and putting in on the arm of the chair. "I think we should warm you up."

Angie stood up facing Dr. Sam, just between his legs. Her own hands went to the buckle of his Jeans and began to loosen his belt. Sam watched on dumbly as she unbuttoned his top button and unzipped his fly. She slipped her hand in his pants and grabbed his already swollen member.

"Hey there, big boy," she said gleefully. She gave his dick a few quick pumps before pulling it from his jeans.

"What are you.. fun fun... what are you..."

"I'm fixing to suck you dry, Dr. Sam," Angie said, dropping to her knees. "Just sit back and relax."

"I don't, I… Jess…"

"Don't worry about her. She's probably got her lips around Nick upstairs as we speak."

"We… we…"

Angie took him in her mouth and he instantly shut up. She smiled in her head, noting the power she already had over him. His hands were cold, but his cock was warm in her mouth, the drip of precum adding a slightly salty flavor to his skin. She took in his eight inches with ease, twirling her tongue around his tip between trips up and down the shaft. Sam groaned in his chair and watched the show. Angie took note of his interest and locked her eyes on his. She slowed her pace, taking him in deeper and deeper before slowly pulling him between his lips.

"Oh my God…" Sam uttered.

"Damn, I'm good," Angie thought.

She took him in as deep as she could one last time. Testing her own gag reflex, she shut her eyes and pushed even further. She felt the tears fill up as she fought off a cough, finally having to give up and take him from her mouth.

She opened her eyes again and smiled up at him. She pumped his cock with her right hand as she gathered herself. She playfully slapped his dick on her cheek and noticed s flinch in his demeanor when she did so. She couldn't tell if it was a good or bad finch, so she took her chances and repeated the slap before taking him in her mouth again.

Another loud moan came from Sam, and Angie pulled him from her lips once again and stared up at him. She pinned his eyes with her own and pumped at his 8 inches as he stared back at her. She was feeling generous. She was going to give this to him.

"Angie, I'm going to…"

"I know, Sam. I'm ready for it. Give it to me."

"Angie, I can't…"

"Please, Sam. I want it," she said, never slowing her pumping. "I want it all, right here."

As if on cue, Sam let out one last moan as he came, warms sticky cum shooting it two long spurts across Angie's face. She smiled at the size of the load and took him in her mouth again. Sam looked down as the stripper cleaned off his cock with her tongue, and exhaled. She sucked him clean and took his still hard dick to her left cheek. She wiped the sticky residue from her face with his cock and took it to her lips again, cleaning up every last drop. Dr. Sam felt his reserves restocking, and wondered if there would be a round two.

Angie released him back into his jeans and got up from her knees. She slipped into his lap and wiped the last little drop of cum from her face with her thumb and licked it up. She stuck out her tongue and smiled.

"All gone," she laughed. "My turn."

"I don't, I… Jess… did we…."

"Here," Angie said, sliding Dr. Sam's hand between her legs. "Let's start here."

She started to kiss the top of his head, unaware that Jess and Nick were descending the stairs behind her.

"I'm with Jess," Sam said, just as they made their presence known. Angie looked up and smiled at them.

"Hey Nick, we switched!" she said with glee.