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Jessie nodded. “I was thinking about looking into massage therapy, you know? I really love to help people and make them feel good.”
Erin smiled. “Well, it’s not for everyone,” she said. “You don’t always get attractive people to work on, and it can be hard on your own body.”
Jessie nodded, picking Erin’s brain about the process of massage therapy.
A few minutes later, Erin knocked softly on Mr. Murphy’s door and poked her head in. Turning, she waved and closed the door behind her.
Still curious, Jessie stood and walked over, listening at the door for a moment. Then, turning the handle, she opened it slightly and peered in.
“I’m sorry,” she said, stepping in and shutting the door behind her. “Mr. Murphy, would you mind if I watched?” she asked. “This is something I’ve considered doing as a career.”
He was face down on the long table, his face in a pillow ring facing the floor. “I don’t if Erin doesn’t,” he said.
Erin smiled and shook her head. “It’s really not that exciting,” she said, shrugging.
“I promise I won’t interfere,” Jessie said, looking at the blonde for approval.
“Sure,” Erin said, smiling. “I certainly don’t mind. It’s all about the patient’s comfort level.”
“She’s fine,” he said.
Jessie came over and stood at Mr. Murphy’s head, folding her arms behind her back and watching. Erin poured some oil into her hands and rubbed them together, and then began to methodically rub his shoulders and back.
Every once in a while, she would ask if he was doing okay, but eventually she fell silent and just worked his muscles with her fingers. Jessie stood quietly at Mr. Murphy’s head. She had to swat his hands away a few times as he reached up and tickled her thighs playfully, eventually moving around to the other side of the table from Erin.
After a long time, she had Mr. Murphy flip over. She noticed how the young woman made sure that his junk was never uncovered, holding the towel for him while he spun over. Then, she slowly started again, working his muscles with her fingers.
After she finished, Jessie showed her to the restroom and then went back to her desk. A few minutes later, Erin emerged with clean hands and went and retrieved her folding massage table. She smiled and started to leave, but then stopped and turned back to Jessie’s desk.
“Can I ask you something?” Erin said.
“Of course!” Jessie said, smiling at her.
“Would you like to go get coffee with me after you get off. I’ve got something I’d like to discuss with you,” she said.
Jessie thought about what she had to do that evening, and didn’t think there was anything. She could probably postpone seeing Dex, or just have him come over and let Donna entertain him.
“Sure!” she said happily, smiling. “When is your next client?” she asked.
“I’m done, so I’ll just meet you there at 5:30 if you like?” Erin said.
Jessie smiled and stood, holding up a hand. Walking over to Mr. Murphy’s office, she popped her head in and looked at him. He’d redressed and was sitting at his desk, looking relaxed.
“I’m gonna go ahead and go,” Jessie said. “Do you need anything else before I do that?”
He shook his head, smiling and waving.
Turning, Jessie walked back over and took Erin by the hand. “I’m ready now if you are,” she said.
Erin smiled and shrugged. “Now’s good too!”
The two women gathered up their things and then drove to the nearest coffee shop, sitting on two high-legged stools at a table near the window.
After getting their coffee and conversing politely about nothing in particular, Jessie turned and looked at the young woman pointedly.
“Not that I don’t enjoy the company of a beautiful woman,” she said, “But what did you want to ask? I’m dying to know what it was.”
Erin smiled. “I noticed you weren’t wearing panties and a bra at work,” she said. “Are you and Mr. Murphy…” she said, letting the connotation hang in the air.
Jessie giggled. “No, we’re not. Mr. Murphy is… unique,” she said. “He’s such a sweet, soft-spoken man. He’s a completely gentle soul and he likes to watch me move around his office,” she said.
Erin smiled. “Wow,” she said. “I’m actually surprised. I thought for sure that you must be sleeping with him. I’m sorry if that offends,” she said.
Jessie giggled and shook her head. “It doesn’t,” she assured the blonde. “I’m an exhibitionist at heart is what it boils down to,” she said.
Erin nodded.
“He just likes to watch me move around his office,” she explained. “He said that he likes the way my butt moves when he’s watching me and perving out on me.”
Erin snickered. “So you get him all turned on and he goes home?” she asked.
Jessie giggled and shook her head. “No, he goes to the bathroom and jerks off normally,” she said.
Erin laughed and covered her mouth. “That doesn’t bother you?” she asked.
Jessie shook her head, smiling. “Not at all,” she said. “It’s not like he’s forcing himself on me,” she said. “He asks me to do certain things and I happily do them. The most he’s ever had me do was to sit on his face with my panties still on.”
Erin was definitely taken aback by that revelation, and Jessie took a minute to explain the situation and how there wasn’t anything done but sitting on him.
“He sounds like a wacko,” Erin said, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, I think he’s sweet and harmless,” Jessie said, smirking.
Erin glanced over her shoulder at a couple of guys and shook her head, laughing. Turning back, she looked at Jessie and smirked. “You know those guys can see up your skirt, right?” she asked.
Jessie giggled. “I might have spread my legs a little too far,” she admitted with a shrug. “I just don’t even think about it a lot of the time.”
“You’re a tease,” Erin said. “A woman after my own heart.”
Jessie giggled. “It’s like I was telling my boss, my boyfriend, and my boyfriend’s dad; I like to be objectified sometimes!”
“Boyfriend?” Erin asked, frowning slightly.
Jessie smiled and nodded. “Yep! Dexter!”
Erin sighed and forced a smile.
“What?” Jessie asked. “What’s wrong?”
Erin snickered and shrugged. “It’s not important,” she said, taking a drink.
“If we’re going to be friends,” Jessie said, “we’re going to have to be honest each other. What’s wrong?”
Erin sighed deeply. “I have a boyfriend,” she said.
“Well, that’s good,” Jessie said.
“No,” Erin said. “I mean, I have a boyfriend and he’s got a fantasy that he’s been wanting to get me to be a part of,” she said.
Jessie knew immediately what she was getting at and smiled, nodding. “Two women?” she prompted.
Erin rolled her eyes and nodded. “I don’t know what it is with men and them wanting to have sex with two women,” she said.
Jessie giggled.
“Anyway,” Erin said. “I told him that I would try and look for a willing participant that he and I could seduce and see where the evening leads us. In return, he’ll consider letting me fool around with another guy. So far, I haven’t been very lucky. I was hoping I got lucky when I found you.”
Jessie frowned. “Dex and I are definitely in love, but I let him fuck my roommate Donna.” She started to explain the complex relationship that she, her boyfriend, her roommate, and her roommate’s boyfriend had.
Erin sat and listened, surprised and attentive. Eventually she sat back and looked at Jessie in amusement. “It sounds like I really want to be friends with you,” she said. “He’s really big?” she asked.
Jessie smiled, rolling her eyes in her head in a loving, wanton manner. “He’s very big,” she said with a wide grin, “but he’s not too big.”
Erin smiled, subconsciously licking her lips.
“Like, I’ve had two other guys that were bigger than him, but they either had egos or were almost deformed and it wasn’t that fun, plus neither of them stayed hard for very long,” she said.
“Ugh,” Erin said. “Egos are the absolute worst!”
Jessie nodded in agreement. “Dex is a very understanding guy, though,” she said. “He might be open to the idea.”
Erin giggled and smiled.
Jessie glanced up and saw a couple of the guys staring, so she uncrossed her legs again and giggled as two of them strained to see. Erin turned and laughed, then looked at Jessie and shook her head. Jessie giggled when she saw her new friend laughing and shaking her head in dismay.
“Would you like to meet Dex?”” Jessie asked.
Erin smiled and shrugged. “Like tonight?”
“Well, if you’re free. Maybe we can do it this weekend instead?” she asked. The two women sat and talked for little while longer until they’d made plans that weekend.
After a quick hug, they parted ways and Jessie headed home.
*****
Dexter
Work had been more of the same for Dex. More projects, more PCs to troubleshoot, more bullshit and attitude from Chase. He’d decided to just lower his head and focus on work. The day tended to go faster when he was busy. At one point, Nicole came over, walking down the long hallway toward his cubicle, but turned down the first row of cubicles toward her husband’s office. A few minutes later, he heard the two of them talking and walking toward his desk. They must have come around the end and circled down from the opposite side toward his cubicle.
Stopping right at his desk, she faced away from Dex and backed up a little, looking up at her husband. The two were talking low and he could only make out a little of what they were discussing. It seemed to be something about their plans that evening.
As Nicole was standing in front of him, Dex couldn’t take his eyes off of her ass. It looked spectacular in the tight fitting skirt she was wearing. It seemed to accentuate the womanly curve of her hips. He smiled, briefly considering taking a picture of it, but Chase was more or less staring in his direction and would undoubtedly notice.