Continuation from Part 1. Please read to get the full experience! Also, I couldn’t get paragraphs to work properly so I apologize if it is a bit of a hard read.

(As I didn’t specify in Part 1: MaryKate is 22 and the lucky boy is 19)

My mind was in a jumble for the rest of the day. My semi didn’t help the situation very much. I chose to stay down with the kids for most of the day, trying to get a grip on my thoughts. Part of me was screaming like a kid on Christmas thinking of the blowjob, the other terrified by its suddenness. I had always assumed that my first experience would be in a bed on top of a girl I had at least taken to dinner.
By the end of the day, I was unsure of how to proceed. Her comment about my parents gave me the assumption that more was to come, but my nervousness convinced me that it was a one off incident. I could barely look MaryKate in the eyes as I signed out on my time sheet. Every time I looked at her face I would blush a bit and get hard thinking about her looking up at me. I started walking back to my car, holding my hat ‘strategically’ over my groin. I was unlocking the passenger side front door to put down my stuff when I heard a low crack and felt my ass burn a little.
“Hey there.” MaryKate spoke out. I turned around patting my ass, surprised at the sudden spanking and voice. When I saw her face, she had an adorable pout.
“Hey.” I responded.
“You’re acting a little kid I caught stealing from the cookie jar. You won’t look at me, you won’t speak to me. Fuck, do you think I am ugly?”
I still wasn’t used to her speaking like that and I took a second to respond, “Well I am still a bit stunned by what happened. I’m sorry if I upset you, but I was kind of embarrassed when I thought about it. And of course you aren’t ugly! I, um, I just kind of didn’t know what to say.”
Her pout quickly turned into a sly smile and she said, “Well that’s what you should have said. A girl like to hear that she is wanted, especially after a jackass cheats on her. We just need to put some confidence in you. Always acting stunned or shy is a quick way to sour the mood. How about this, why don’t we go on a date?”
“Where to?”
“You pick. If it is good enough, I might give you a bonus. Here is my number, text me when you decide. Don’t wait too long or I’ll get mad again.” She spun around and started to walk off. Once again, I was caught staring at her ass. I blushed again and quickly got in my car.
A while later, I was lying in my bed replaying the day over and over again. Before long, my cock was pressed against my shorts. After pressing it through my shorts for a few minutes, I pushed them down to my knees and pulled my shirt up. I gripped my cock with my left hand and played with my nipple a bit as I began to stroke. My breathing increased as I started to get closer.