Smirking, she sighed and leaned over, kissing his neck where she could get to it. He sighed softly, and she felt the telltale signs of his growing erection. Grinning wildly, she looked up at his face and then gestured downward with her eyes. He gave her a look of mild irritation.
Giggling, she pushed his hand down to her left breast, which he quickly retracted and gave her the opening she needed. Quickly leaning in, she finally achieved her goal and kissed him on the lips, drawing a soft sigh of appreciation. Pulling back after a second, she saw that he had his eyes closed and looked like he was stuck in that position. Giggling, she slid from his lap and started toward the door.
“That was just a thank you for helping me out,” she said. “You know, since you wouldn’t play that flirting game with me.”
Don sighed, long and low and shook his head.
“Tell Dex to call me,” she said, winking at him as she spun and bounded down the stairs. Grabbing her things, she hopped into her car, and drove home.
*****
Dexter
After working late to finish up one last ticket, Dex finally pulled into his house and checked his phone. There weren’t any messages, so he quickly called Jessie and talked to her for a few minutes. She told him about her day and how boring work was, and that she and his dad had gone out birthday gift shopping, but he was really awful at flirting and she was going to have to get him to work on that.
Dexter felt better hearing her voice and couldn’t help but smile as he walked into the house. She told him that she’d love to see him tonight but understood if he wasn’t up for it.
“Honestly sugar, it’s been a hell of a day and I think I’ll just relax here if that’s okay,” he replied.
“Of course it is!” she said. “I know I’ll see you again soon.”
He smiled. “I love you, you know.”
She giggled into the phone. “You’re damn right you do! And I love you!”
He blew a kiss into the phone and said his goodbyes, promising to come see her tomorrow. A few more words were exchanged along with half a dozen more “I Love Yous” and then they finally hung up their phones.
Heading inside, he went and took a shower after work and spoke with his dad. Spending most of the rest of the evening on the couch, he was just about to turn in for the night around 9:30, when he got a text.
“Hey Dex,” it said. It was from Nicole.
He sighed. Part of him knew it was a bad idea to respond, but she worked with him. He definitely didn’t want to rock the boat there, especially since her husband was his boss. Still, another part of him wanted to reply because it felt good to be desired by this woman that seemed off limits. He knew it wouldn’t ever go anywhere, of course. He didn’t want it to; he had Jessie!
Still, there was something alluring and exciting about Nicole and Vicky. The former seemed almost playful around him now, and the latter’s ridiculous reactions to the size of his dick were odd, hilarious, and arousing all at the same time.
Still, he felt like he’d already crossed a few lines with his beloved. She thought it was all hilarious, and he knew that she had different definitions about what was acceptable and what was unacceptable.
He sighed. Her version of flirting was way different than other people’s.
He picked up his phone again and looked down. Another text message popped up, and then several more. He looked down and saw pictures.
The first was of Nicole and Vicky both, holding up a handwritten sign. It said: “We’re sorry,” and they both had exaggerated frowns. He smirked and scrolled down. The next was the same but with a different message. It said: “If we promise…” He scrolled to the next. “To behave…” He sighed, sensing what they were getting at.
The whole message, spelled out over the photos was: “If we promise to behave, will you please, please, please, come over and have a drink with us? We won’t touch it or anything.”
The last photo was of the two girls trying as best as they could to look adorable and pout. It was working, though, as he tried to think of reasons not to go. There were obvious ones, but he wasn’t really listening to them.
“Promise me that you won’t touch me?” he asked.
“Promise!” Nicole sent.
He smiled. By his girlfriend’s definition, if you don’t touch someone, it can’t possibly be crossing the line.
“This isn’t a mistake or anything,” he said, sighing and standing up.
“Address?” he sent. “And I mean it. BEHAVE.”
The address showed up surprisingly fast, and he got dressed quickly. Electing for some jeans and a decent looking shirt, he finished and even gave his hair a comb through. The house wasn’t too far away, and he got there pretty quick.
Still feeling like he was doing something wrong, he followed her directions and pulled around to the garage in the back. Hopping out, he saw her peek out through a patio window and then wave him through the side gate.
He stepped through, the light of the house pouring through the windows lighting his way and stepped up to the patio door as she opened it.
He smiled, looking around as she greeted him warmly, immediately offering him a drink.
“Come on in!” she said. “You want a drink? Beer, wine?”
He smiled and declined. “This is a great place,” he said. “Chase must do alright.”
She grinned. “We both do pretty good,” she said. He looked around, not seeing Vicky.
“Vicky couldn’t make it?” he asked.
Nicole grinned and shrugged. “She’s here somewhere,” she said smiling wryly.
Dex suddenly felt like he was going to be attacked out of nowhere and looked around.
Nicole giggled as she watched him. “She’s upstairs Mr. Paranoid.”
Dex relaxed then, smiling at his own antics. “So, what did you need?” he asked, eager to get to the point so he could stop feeling so guilty about even being there.
“What makes you think I didn’t just want the pleasure of your company?” she asked, leaning against the wall. He assumed she was trying to look sexy, but she was obviously pretty well-oiled by that point in the evening, and almost fell over.
He quickly went over and grabbed her as she slid over, helping her back up and then backing away as she slapped his hand. “Hey now, you said no touching.”
He shook his head, not wanting to argue the point.
“Come on,” she said, turning and walking upstairs and then down a long hallway. He couldn’t help but notice the way her ass was bouncing as he followed her, and she must have felt him looking as she turned around and grinned at him.
“Just keep following the bouncing butt,” she said, laughing at her own joke.
He smirked, shaking his head.
They went down the hallway, past several rooms and then finally to Nicole and Chase’s bedroom.
Feeling like he shouldn’t be there, Dexter hesitated right outside the door and had to be pulled in.
The first thing he saw had him very confused. Vicky was tied to a chair, but not with rope. They’d used a myriad of ties that Chase apparently owned and had her looking pretty secure.
“What… the hell…” he said, raising an eyebrow.
Vicky giggled and playfully tried to lean forward and bite him as if she were rabid or a dog or something. She giggled, as did Nicole. The two women recovered and looked over at him.
“You said no touching, and she obviously can’t control her fuckin’ self,” Nicole said.
Dex was at a loss for words. On one hand, Vicky’s incredible body, though still covered by clothes, was accentuated in all the right places as the ties crisscrossed her form. Even her small breasts, outlined by several ties, were taut and firm looking; her nipples, hard nubs. On the other, this was pretty damned weird and not what he’d expected when he came over.
He swallowed hard and backed up, hitting a dresser behind him and causing the girls to giggle.
“So…” he said, sliding his hands into his pockets.
Vicky’s eyes had locked onto his crotch by that point and didn’t seem to be leaving. He sighed, feeling strangely empowered and confident, yet still feeling nervous.
“So…” Nicole said, striding forward. She started to drop to her knees in front of him, causing his eyes to go wide. She burst out laughing, as did Vicky, and the two couldn’t stop for at least another minute.
Finally, they managed to gather themselves together, though Nicole looked a little worse for wear than Vicky did.
“Look, Dexter,” Vicky said, still eyeing his crotch. “It’s probably no secret that you’re bigger than our husbands. In fact, I’m willing to bet that if you put their dicks like… end to end…” she said, pointing her fingers at each other, “that you’d still be bigger.”
“Yeah,” Nicole agreed. “Chase is so fuckin’ small,” she whined. “I mean… come on, I love the guy but… FUCK! I can only use that fuckin’ dildo so much.”
Dex was blown away by the revelation and knew that he’d never look at his weasel of a boss the same way. He covered the thoughts well, though not reacting facially and leaning back on the dresser.
“Shush Nicole,” Vicky said. “I love my husband, as does Nicole. We’re not looking to cheat on them.”
“Speak for yourself!” her friend said, giggling.
“Nicole!” Vicky barked.
Nicole’s eyes went exaggeratedly wide and she made mocking mouth movements and crossed her eyes at Vicky, causing herself to laugh again. Vicky ignored her and continued.
“Like I said, I love my husband and I’m not trying to cheat on him,” she said, her eyes finally moving up to lock with his. “He’s… he’s not big,” she said. “I used to have a boyfriend in college that had a very large penis. He was probably about the same size as you are. Now don’t tell anyone about this, but the two of us have been having to use dildos and vibrators to get ourselves off. All we want is to watch you cum, just one time.”
Dex raised an eyebrow. “Really?” he asked.
She nodded. “God,” she said, closing her eyes. “I can still see that fuckin’ beast in my mind.” Opening her eyes, she looked back up at him. “All I want is to watch you stroke it, and make yourself cum.”
He was surprised but continued to listen.