“This is better than anything on T. V.,” he said, grinning.
She giggled. “So, what about hair color?” she prompted.
He shook his head. “I’ve never really had a preference, although I think all men have a redhead fetish.”
She giggled. “I think I might have one too,” she said with a giggle. “So have any of the women you’ve been talking to on the dating app matched your preferences?”
He shrugged, avoiding the question.
“You still haven’t messaged any of them, have you?” she asked.
He shook his head. “I know, I know,” he said. “I’ll never meet anyone if I don’t put myself out there.”
She smiled. “I’m not trying to push you into anything you aren’t ready for. I just want to make sure you know that you’ve definitely got options.”
He smiled and nodded. “I appreciate that, Spitfire.”
She giggled. “That your nickname for me?” she asked.
He nodded. “I could have gone with hellcat,” he said, grinning.
She shook her head in mock dismay and went about finishing her sandwich. Then, seeing he was done, she stood and took the dishes to the kitchen, rinsed them off and put them to the side for the next load.
She turned, seeing Don watching her, and smiled. “Did you want me to do something so you can watch me and jerk off?” she asked, looking at him directly, as if that were a perfectly normal question for your son’s girlfriend to ask.
“No sweetheart,” he said. “I’m okay.”
“I mean, I can take my panties off and you can watch my butt wiggle or something,” she said.
He chuckled but continued shaking his head. “I’m really okay, and besides, I can already see your butt wiggling in the panties.”
She grinned widely and looked back at him, shaking her hips playfully.
“So Dex’s birthday is coming up in a few months,” he said, trying to change the subject.
“I know!” Jessie said, smiling. “I’m still trying to figure out what to get him.”
Don smiled. “Well, what are you thinking?”
She sighed and turned, heading to the laundry room to start folding more clothes. “Well, the problem is I can’t really do anything new sexually with him, you know?”
Don nodded. “I guess once you’ve had sex, it’s not really gift-worthy?”
She nodded. “Exactly! You can’t really just be having sex all the time and say, “Here, I got you more sex for your birthday!””
Don chuckled, still watching her breasts as she worked. She could feel them bouncing and swaying as she moved her arms and torso. She could only hope that he had a hard-on since he’d decided to put on shorts and a long t-shirt.
“Well, what else is there to do?” he asked.
She sighed. “I mean, a blowjob is something I do like… every time I see him,” she said, frowning.
“Well, a blowjob is never a bad gift,” he said. “It’s always appreciated.”
She nodded. “I know, but I want to get him something really nice. He’s already had sex with Donna, and gotten several blowjobs from her. He got a double blowjob from the two of us a couple of days ago.”
Don nodded, quiet and watching her tits, but listening.
“I’m also too afraid to do anal with him,” she said. “I mean, I know it doesn’t really count as sex and all, but he’s just got such a big dick and I’m afraid it might hurt.”
Don coughed, and had to excuse himself for a drink of water, causing Jessie to giggle.
“What about some sexy lingerie, or a toy for you guys to use?” he asked.
She smiled. “That could be fun,” she said. “Or, maybe I could get a tattoo or get a nipple ring?”
Don shrugged. “Those are much more permanent though,” he said.
“Maybe just some nice lingerie for now,” she said.
Don grinned. “Now you just have to go pick it out!”
She nodded. “I just don’t know where to go, though. Would you be able to take me somewhere to look?” she asked.
“I uh…” he stammered. “I don’t know, Jessie.”
“Oh, please Don!” she said, coming up to him and pouting, her breasts pushing against his chest.
He smiled widely and shrugged, acquiescing. She bounced up and down then, cheerfully celebrating. Clapping her hands excitedly, she hugged him tightly and then went back to folding clothes after she took a minute to settle down.
She finished folding clothes and then looked around for other things that needed doing. Satisfied that everything was in order, she got dressed and said goodbye to Don after giving him a hug.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to take my clothes off so you can watch me and jerk off?” she asked. “I know you probably need it.”
He chuckled. “I’ll be okay, but thank you Jessie.”
She pouted playfully but didn’t push him further. She fired off a quick text message to Dex letting him know that she was headed back home and was going to probably call it an early evening. He responded that he was sorry but that he still wasn’t finished.
Heading home, she went inside seeing John’s truck was gone. Donna was somber, sitting on the couch and watching TV. Jessie sighed and went over.
“I’m sorry sweetheart,” she said, sitting down and pulling the black-haired beauty to her.
“I’m okay,” Donna replied. “I just hate when he has to leave, and it’s always for so long, you know?”
“I know,” Jessie said, stroking her hair. The two were quiet for a few minutes, watching some late stupid sitcom.
“Can I come sleep in your bed?” Donna asked.
Jessie snickered. “Sure, goofy,” she whispered. The two watched TV for a little longer until Donna stood and reached for Jessie’s hand. The two headed to the bedroom, stripping down once they got there and climbing into bed together.
Spooning up behind Donna, Jessie pulled her close and started running her hands through her hair until she was asleep, then turned over and fell asleep herself.
The next day, she slept a little later than she had planned. After she awoke and had a quick breakfast, she headed off to work, just making it in time.
As she started to sit, Mr. Murphy poked his head out. Seeing her, he came out and approached her desk, a couple of papers in his hand.
“If… if you can read this…” he said. “Sign if you… you know.”
Jessie giggled and sat down, then took the papers from his hand. Without reading a word, she signed on the line at the bottom and dated.
“Now, I’ll read it,” she said, winking at him. She snickered when she saw the smile that came to his face. He turned and headed back to his office.
The document was straight and to the point. It covered her current duties and had an addendum at the bottom. It basically stated that he had the power to tell her how she should be dressed, and that she had to do what he said.
She giggled, wondering just what he would ask her to do; not that she was worried in the least. Mr. Murphy could barely tell her to come in and bend over, let alone order her to do something else. It was all for show, she supposed. It’s not like he really had the balls to do anything anyway.
Sighing, she briefly thought about Dex and then focused on her work.
Around lunchtime, Mr. Murphy came out and cleared his throat, then asked for her to come in for a moment.
She stood, figuring that he wanted her to bend over a little in front of him or something. Heading to his office, she stepped in and closed the door behind her.
“What can I do for you?” she asked, smiling.
He cleared his throat again, and then took a deep breath. “As part of… well… in order to facilitate a… a more…” he stammered. “The office is in need of… I mean, I need… that is, if you don’t mind… I’ve got a new rule for you,” he said.
She giggled. “Mr. Murphy, calm down okay?” she asked. “Take a deep breath and just tell me what you need?” She rolled her eyes internally, thinking, “like this spineless little man has the balls to ask for anything crazy.”
He took another deep breath and stood and looked directly at her with an intensity that she hadn’t seen before. “No more underwear,” he said quickly. “For you.”
A smile came to her lips and she raised an eyebrow in genuine surprise. “Not so spineless after all!” she thought.
“After today, you are no longer allowed to wear either bra, or panties when you come to work,” he said, finally finding his voice. “Is that clear?”
Jessie felt her pussy grow a little damp at how much he’d turned in such a short amount of time.
“When you come in tomorrow, I expect you to be wearing a revealing shirt, and a short skirt like the one you are now,” he said.
She smiled, reaching up and sliding her shirt off, then her bra and pulling her shirt back on.
“I didn’t mean today,” he said. “I said…”
“I can stop if you like,” she replied.
He didn’t say anything, so she took that as consent to proceed, and reached up underneath the skirt to pull her panties down. Grinning, she thought about putting them in her purse, but then stepped over to him and tucked them into his shirt pocket.
“Anything else?” she asked, smiling sweetly.
“N… no,” he stammered, losing his edge.
She smiled and turned, bouncing as she left the room. Dex and Donna would be so surprised to hear about what had happened! She sat back down at her desk and started to focus on her paperwork again.
A little after lunch, a young woman carrying a large, folded massage table came in and looked around for Taylor. Then, spying Jessie, she came over and stood in front of her desk.
“Hi,” she said. “I’m Erin. Mr. Murphy has a massage scheduled at 3.”
Jessie smiled. “Let me check,” she said. She picked up the phone and clicked over to his office.
“Yes?” came the call.
“Erin is here for a massage,” she said.
“Send her in,” came the reply.
“Where’s Taylor?” the pretty blonde asked.
“Vacation,” Jessie said, smiling. They conversed a little before Erin smiled and waved.
Opening the door, she stepped inside the office and then closed the door. A few minutes later, Erin emerged and stood waiting.
“He’s getting undressed,” she said, smiling at Jessie.
“Ah,” she said, nodding in understanding. “You do a lot of business calls?” she asked.
Erin nodded. “Yeah, that’s my trade. It’s cheaper than paying rent on a place, or having to split the profits at some spa, you know?”