Turning, she pulled the other one on. It was a naughty black number that had open cupped breasts and was crotch-less. Giggling, she opened the door and stepped out, both men smiling widely. Steve’s eyes were devouring her, as were Don’s. He smiled and shook his head, gesturing toward the booth again.
“We better get going,” he prompted. She smiled and nodded. Turning, she went back in and noticed something that she hadn’t before. There was a small sliding panel in the wall to the booth next door. After she got her clothes on, she opened it and saw a small hole. Curiously, she looked through and saw just another wooden panel on the other side. She stood up and looked out, seeing Steve still hanging around.
“Steve, honey,” she said. “What’s this for?”
He looked in and saw what she was pointing at, as did Don, who laughed.
“Seriously?” Steve asked.
She continued to look at him questioningly.
“It’s a glory hole,” he replied.
She turned to look at Don and asked him, “What’s that?”
He chuckled.
“Here,” Steve said, moving into the booth she was just in. He moved over and stuck his crotch up against the hole.
Jessie grinned and moved to the one beside it, stepping in. She giggled and moved the panel, seeing Steve’s blue jeans.
“So, guys just stick their dicks in?” she asked.
Don chuckled, taking the opportunity to step into the third booth.
“No, the girl or guy will usually open the panel and stick a finger through like this,” Steve explained. She saw his finger extend and then wiggled back toward him in a “Come here” motion. “Then, if you were the guy, you’d stick your dick through if you wanted a blowjob.”
“Oh!” Jessie said. “Oh, how fun! She turned and slid Don’s panel to the side but saw that he hadn’t slid his. “Open yours up, Don!” she said. He did so and she giggled, seeing his face on the other side.
“Ideally, it’s a woman doing the sucking,” Steve said. “You really never can tell though, but I guess that’s part of the excitement.”
Feeling playful, she stuck her finger through Don’s glory hole and he laughed. “Come on,” she said, waiting. “I wiggled my finger now you have to stick something through! You aren’t doing it right.”
She turned and saw Steve had stuck his dick through without hesitation but had apparently gotten nervous or shy and had retracted it. “Steve!” she whispered after dropping down to put her face near the hole. “I didn’t wiggle my finger! You better hope Don doesn’t catch you!” She was greeted with the tip of a penis making its way through the hole again, and she giggled.
“What’s that?” Don asked.
She turned. “I’m just waiting on you to do it right! It’s just flirting Don!”
He didn’t relent though, and she could see him pacing back and forth, obviously having some kind of internal argument. “It’s only a game Don!”
“I shouldn’t,” he said quietly. “This just… just feels wrong,” he said.
“Okay,” Jessie said, leaning over and pouting at the edge of the hole. “I’ll behave.”
Turning, she looked at Steve’s cock. It was definitely smaller than Don’s and Dex’s, but as she’d told people before, she’d never met a cock she didn’t like. Reaching up, she grasped him with her hand and started stroking. Turning, she wiggled her finger through Don’s hole again, but all he did was grasp it and squeeze. She heard him say something but couldn’t quite understand.
She didn’t want to forget about Steve though, and spit in her hand after a few seconds before returning to stroke his cock. He certainly didn’t last long and started cumming pretty quickly. He grunted as a stream shot out and landed on the floor near her.
She giggled, letting his cock go and turning to face Don’s hole completely. “Last chance, Papa!” she said, practically putting her lips through the hole. She heard him groan, but then heard him turn and open the door on his side.
She frowned, stood, and left the tiny room, glancing left and seeing Don, and then right to see that Steve was behind the counter again. She winked and put a finger to her lips before Don noticed, and then walked up to the counter.
“Don’t tell Don,” she whispered as he came up behind her.
Steve smiled and tried his best to look bored.
Jessie giggled, seeing Don finally come up behind her, smiling and trying to hide his erection. He pulled out his wallet and handed Steve his credit card.
“It’s on me,” he said.
Jessie shook her head. “Don, I didn’t mean for you to pay for all this!”
He chuckled. “Nonsense. I’m happy to.”
Don and Jessie quickly finished the transaction and Steve put their stuff into a couple of big bags.
“Bye Steve!” she said, waving playfully. She practically skipped on her way back to Don’s truck, she was so happy. “I mean it, Don. You didn’t have to pay for all of that.”
He chuckled and lifted his arm for her to lay on as she scooted over next to him. “You’ve not only brought happiness to my son, but you’ve brought happiness to me and have improved both of our lives so much. I’m still not even close to being even with you.”
She smiled, then turned and kissed him on the cheek. “That’s very sweet, Papa,” she said. “I just really wish that you would have played that glory hole thing with me!” she added.
He smiled. “That’s probably not appropriate,” he said. “I’m twice your age, and you’re dating my son. I shouldn’t have done any of the inappropriate things I’ve done with you since my son introduced you. I’m surprised he’s still talking to me.”
She giggled. “Oh, Don, you’re so silly! You saw him at the pool over the weekend. You know he was watching us flirting from his window, right? He saw us and came and fucked my brains out. He didn’t look angry to me!”
Don nodded, chuckling. “No, I guess you’re right about that. Still, it was inappropriate of me to do that. I had to leave; I felt like a third wheel.”
She giggled. “We’ve got to work on your shyness and this guilt you have,” she said. “You’re never going to get to have any fun with me and my friends if you’re so uptight!” She smiled and leaned into him, sighing happily. “Oh, did you ever message that lady?” she asked, looking up at him.
He smiled. “We’ve been talking a bit, here and there.”
Jessie clapped excitedly. “Oh, how fun!” she said. “When are you guys gonna go on a date? I wanna make sure both of my guys are getting some action!”
Don smirked and shook his head, then shrugged. “We’re just feeling each other out right now,” he said. “She’s been pretty honest with me and said that she’s talking to another potential match right now, so I’m being patient.”
“Well,” Jessie said, smiling at him. “If you need to jerk off again and want someone cute to look at, you know where to find me!”
Don shook his head, sighing. “You’re not going to stop until you give me a heart attack, are you?”
Jessie giggled. “You’re so funny Don.”
After making him stop and let her hop out and get wrapping paper, gift bags, and tissue paper, they continued home and brought all the goodies inside. Don quickly excused himself from her presence and retreated to the relative safety of his room.
Smirking to herself, she shook her head.
“He really just needs to relax! It’s not like he even touched me or tried to have sex with me! Why would Dexter be upset about that? All he did so far was jerk off near me and jerk off on me!” she thought, shaking her head. As she sat there thinking about Don and his silliness, she began separating out the gifts and looking through them.
“I mean, John has been known to push the boundaries with his flirting while I make breakfast, but it’s not like I’m cheating on Dex. It’s not like that’s a big deal!” she thought. Jessie knew that some people had hang-ups about that type of thing, but that’s what she loved about Dexter. He knew that cheating involved having sex with someone and that meant intercourse. Little bitty accidental penetration didn’t count, either. Why would it?
Dexter had been there when she gave John a blowjob, but she didn’t consider that sex. It was a blowjob, for Pete’s sake! He’d obviously been fine with that and he didn’t even like John all that much. Not to mention, the entire train of thought that was careening through her head was due to Don being stubborn old goat! Why would Dex ever get upset at her being flirty and taking care of his old man?
She growled in audible frustration, then realized that all her thoughts were serving to get her irritated. She glanced at her phone, wondering why Dex hadn’t made it home. She shrugged, figuring that he’d had to work late.
Looking back at the gifts she’d finished organizing, she spent the next twenty minutes wrapping and getting them nice looking before she went and looked for Don. He was at his computer desk, working when he called her in.
She smiled and poked her head in. “Got somewhere I can hide these?” she asked.
He looked up and smiled, then nodded. “We can put them in my closet,” he suggested. “Will that work?
She grinned and nodded back. Turning, he walked across the room and opened his closet door, then walked to the end and stopped as she followed behind.
He moved a box over and reached for one of her packages, pushing them up on a shelf and then adding the rest. After they’d finished, she smiled and thanked him, moving close and looking straight up from in front of where he was standing.
Feeling flirty, she stood there looking up at him as he started to move toward the door, and she had a momentary impulse to give him a nice, flirty kiss, but the moment passed and he left the closet. Still, she wasn’t about to let him get away without a proper thank you, so she followed him as he went back to his desk. He’d obviously not expected her to be right there when he sat down, and he pulled his head back in surprise, then laughed.
Without warning, she slid into his lap, her legs straddling his and her arms going around his neck. Grinning, she leaned in and tried to kiss him on the lips, but he held her back with his hand against her collar bone.