The next message came through, and he was surprised to see who was texting him. “This is Nicole.”
“Oh, hi Nicole!” he sent. “I’m sorry. I don’t have your number in my phone and didn’t know who was texting.”
“No worries!” she sent. “Am I bothering you? Are you with your girlfriend?”
“Still working, unfortunately. I’ve got the project to get prepped for the install team tomorrow,” he replied, figuring she might be texting him for work.
“Eww,” she sent. “That sucks. Sorry you have to work late.”
“It happens,” he sent. “What can I do for you?” he sent.
“Well, I felt bad about today still,” she said. “I just wanted to apologize again for walking in on you like that.”
He chuckled to himself.
Nicole was definitely a unique woman. She was about five years older than he was, but was already married to a man about fifteen years older than her, and an asshole to boot. She was a little shorter than Dex, and had wonderfully large tits. Her choice of attire was always very nice, but she didn’t ever really show off her cleavage, much to his dismay. She was responsible for some of his favorite moments during the day, though.
For one, she had this spectacular ass that wiggled a certain way when she walked. It was much more pronounced than other women, and it was certainly a high point of his normally dull work day.
Secondly, though she never showed much cleavage, her breasts were large enough that it didn’t matter. The bra’s she wore always seemed to have some give and the particularly bouncy way she walked caused them to jiggle relentlessly.
He loved it, barely containing his stares when she was near.
“It’s okay,” he said. “I’m sorry I was in… such a delicate state. I’ll never speak of it to anyone though,” he sent. “I promise.”
She sent a smiley face to him. “I appreciate that, but I have to confess something or I’ll just burst.”
He raised an eyebrow, wondering what she was getting at.
“What’s that?” he asked.
“I shouldn’t be telling you this, for both our sakes,” she sent. “But, I really liked what I saw.”
Dex smiled, not really believing what he was reading.
“I know that your girlfriend might not like me saying that, and I know for a fact that my husband wouldn’t like it,” she sent. “I just had to tell you, though. I couldn’t get it out of my head all afternoon and had to say something to someone about it, and since you’re the only person that will know about it, I figured I should tell you.”
Dex continued to smile, trying to think of what to tell her. “I really appreciate it. I’m sorry that I got a hard-on in the closet. It’s just that you were so close and smelled so good.”
She sent another smiley face. “I figured that’s what the issue was. I was so scared that my husband would come in there and see us standing there in the dark and then there would be a misunderstanding when we weren’t even doing anything.”
“I know what you mean,” he sent. “I don’t need that kind of drama.” There were a few minutes of silence before she replied.
“You liked the way I smelled?” she asked.
He smiled. “I did,” he sent. “That, and your proximity to me are what caused my issues. So… I apologize for that.”
She sent another smiley. “Don’t apologize. I’m flattered that I can still turn someone on.”
“I don’t mind saying that you walking down the hall is the best part of my work day,” he sent, and then immediately began to question if that had been a good idea.
“Oh, you liar!” she sent. “You can’t be serious.”
He smirked. “I wouldn’t lie about what I like,” he sent back.
There were a few minutes of silence and he began to question if he’d made a mistake. Then he received a very surprising text. “You like watching my ass wiggle, don’t you,” she sent.
He chuckled. “Guilty,” he replied.
“Well,” she sent. “I’ll try and make sure to walk down that hall more,” she said, “as long as you walk past my desk when you have an issue like you did in the bathroom. Lol!”
“You’re terrible,” he sent. “But, you’ve got a deal,” he said, adding a widely smiling emoji at the end.
“I better let you get back to work and leave you alone before I say something I shouldn’t or my husband catches me being a bad girl,” she sent.
He sent a frowning emoji. She sent back an “Lol,” in response. “I didn’t say you wouldn’t hear from me ever again, silly,” she replied. “Have a good night, Dex.”
“You too,” he replied. Shaking his head, he figured he better stop flirting with Nicole before it went too far. Sighing, he went back to the project and started working again.
*****
Jessie
She sighed, putting the phone down and frowning for a minute; a little sad that Dex was having to work late. Checking her watch, she slid off her bed and retrieved her keys, purse, and cellphone. Driving back over to Dexter’s, she hopped out and went inside, smiling when she saw that Don had arrived.
She went in and looked around for him, finally finding him in the bathroom taking a shower. She didn’t go in and disturb him, electing to head downstairs and start working instead. She started by stripping down to her panties, even going so far as to remove her bra so she could keep her promise to Dex to clean naked.
Don must have thought that he was still the only person in the house, as he came down with a towel wrapped around his waist and jumped in surprise when Jessie met him in the laundry room.
“Hi Don!” she said, coming up to hug him.
“Jessie!” he said. “I didn’t know you were here.”
She frowned and stopped a few feet away. “I’m sorry,” she said. “Do I need to go?”
Quickly and emphatically he began to shake his head. “No, no, no! I was just surprised.”
“Good!” she said, coming forward and hugging him. He could only use one hand for a sort-of half-hug, pat on the back.
Turning she kept folding the clothes from the dryer and grabbed a pair of Don’s underwear, handing it back over her shoulder to him. He smiled and thanked her, heading back out of the room to get them on.
About ten minutes later, he came back downstairs and found her in the kitchen, making a couple of sandwiches for him, as well as one for herself.
“If you’ll make a list of what you need, I’ll head to the grocery store on my way over during the week,” she told him.
“How about you let me get what you need. Just write down what stuff you need and I’ll be happy to get it at the store.” he said.
She smiled. “I guess that will be okay,” she said, smiling. She turned, feeling her breasts bounce when she walked and knowing that Don was watching her.
“Dex is working late?” Don asked.
She nodded. “He’s got some project that he’s got to finish. He didn’t sound too happy about it.”
He nodded. “That’s life though, kiddo,” he said, his eyes going back to her breasts as she moved around the kitchen.
“So tell me,” Jessie said. “What do you prefer in a woman?” she asked.
Don turned and looked at her quizzically.
“I mean… do you prefer bigger boobs than I have, a larger ass, blonde, redhead,” she listed.
He smiled, understanding what she was asking. “I love long hair, for sure,” he said. “And I don’t know a man alive that doesn’t like big breasts,” he added.
She smiled. “Girls like big boobs too, so I guess I’m pretty lucky.”
He smiled and nodded. “I’m sorry for saying so, but I think yours are spectacular.”
She frowned and shook her head. “You definitely don’t need to apologize for that,” she told him. “I like being given compliments about my body.” She pointed to the den, carrying his plate of food and hers. They went and sat on the couch, Jessie heading back to the kitchen for some drinks.
“I’m a breast man,” he said, lifting a pillow up so she could sit beside him.
“So is Dex, I think,” Jessie said, taking a bite of her sandwich. She could feel him casting furtive glances down at her, and she snickered.
“Don,” she said, setting her plate down. “I already told you that it was okay to look. I got undressed so that you would, okay?”
He nodded, his face lowered. “I know, but it just feels wrong, you being my son’s girlfriend.”
She giggled and stood. “I didn’t say you could bend me over the couch and start fucking me, silly,” she said playfully. “I said you could look at my tits.”
He swallowed hard at the forced imagery, but then chuckled and nodded, but didn’t look up. “So…”
“Don,” she interrupted, lifting his face up with a single finger on his chin. “Look at my goddamn boobs!”
He looked up at her, surprised, and then broke into a wide smile and laughed. She giggled along with him, but stood firm.
“If a woman takes her clothes off in front of you, she wants you to look,” Jessie said. “At least that’s the way it works with me.”
He smiled and nodded, finally raising his gaze and staring directly at her breasts. She smiled standing there for a full minute letting him admire the curves of her orbs.
“There,” she said. “Now you can keep looking while we finish dinner.”
He smiled and nodded, even going so far as to move further away so he could turn and watch her.