The Terrace View Apartments Part 4

I was thinking about this when I erupted once again in orgasm. My cum splashed against the rubber, mixed with my sweat and slowly trickled down to my feet. With this spurt, I sunk into exhaustion and since there wasn’t another penis to suck right then, I fell asleep inside my confining box.

I came to a few hours later to find Candy and Bobby gently prodding me awake. I had been sleeping in the corner of the dressing room while the other strippers got ready, oblivious to my presence. Candy and Bobby helped me to the shower, as my muscles were a bit unsteady. They both gently washed and dried me until I felt that I had enough strength to continue by myself.

Bobby was brushing out my hair as Candy had me step into a pair of her silk panties.

I didn’t object.

Bobby asked me if I had enjoyed myself. I truthfully told her yes. "Good," she said. "Wait until you move into Terrace View. You’ll have access to stuff like this every day." I grinned broadly and wondered if I could get somebody like Candy all boxed up and waiting for me at my apartment. Once again, I blessed this new life of mine.

Fifteen minutes later I was climbing into Candy’s car for a quick ride to the Terrace View Apartments. She dropped me off at the front gate and gave me a big kiss before letting me out of the car. "I don’t even know your name," she said with a laugh.

I started to tell her what it was, but she stopped me and said that I could tell her next time we met. "It will give me something to look forward to," she said before driving off and leaving me at the front gate.