It sounded like a loaded question, but he knew better. Jessie was just being curious, not trying to trick him like lesser women might. “She’s very pretty,” he said. “There’s some kind of history that they want to tell us about though. I’m not sure if it’s an easy story to tell, so you might prepare yourself. I don’t know if she was like… raped or something.”
She nodded. “It’s possible,” she said. “She would definitely have trauma from that. Still, I don’t get how that would translate into being a fiend for my boyfriend’s dick.”
He smiled and turned to look at her for a moment and winked.
“So, you and Dad got my birthday gift shopping done?” he asked
She grinned and nodded emphatically. “Baby, you’re going to love my gifts. And your dad was soooo bad!”
He raised an eyebrow and turned. “Was he now? He didn’t say anything about being bad.”
“Oh, he was just terrible,” she said, scowling and turning to glance out the window at a passing car.
“Do tell,” Dexter said, wondering how “bad” his dad had been, and immediately thinking that whatever had happened, he probably felt awful about it. Plus, could Dexter actually blame anyone but himself? He hadn’t really curtailed any of Jessie’s flirting with his father.
She nodded. “Rotten man,” she confirmed. “We picked out all the stuff I wanted to buy you and he paid for it!” she said, exasperated.
“Are you kidding me?”
Dexter sighed in mild relief, shaking his head with a smile. “That’s pretty awful,” he joked, chuckling at her. Of course, that would be what she found terrible, he realized.
“Right?” Jessie asked. “I was going to buy it, but he wouldn’t let me. My own dad wouldn’t pay for anything I bought,” she said. “You know?”
Dexter, feeling playful, shrugged as she looked at him for his response. “Well, you probably haven’t been as affectionate with him as you have with my dad,” he pointed out.
Her mouth dropped open and she turned to stare. “That’s right!” she confirmed. “He did jerk off, didn’t he! Twice!”
Dexter smirked, still smiling and still glad that his dad had had an outlet for his pent-up frustrations and sexual tension. He still didn’t blame him or hold a grudge as well. Dex knew full well what a sexual being Jessie was, and how… hard… things could get just by being around her.
“Any idea who you’re inviting?”
She smiled. “I figured Donna of course. Alec and Erin for sure. I thought about seeing if your dad was going to join us.”
He nodded. “He makes a mean hamburger,” he said. “That would be good. Plus, all those nude girls will be fun for him to watch. You think they’ll have a problem with him being there?”
She shook her head. “I’ll be sure and tell the girls to expect it. Plus, I’ll have to make sure he’s nude too. He’s got such a big, gorgeous cock like his son, I’m sure they’ll be all over him!”
Dex chuckled. “Just don’t embarrass him. If he doesn’t want to; don’t force him.”
She smiled. “He likes when I make him do things,” she said, shrugging playfully.
He raised an eyebrow and glanced over, but she didn’t explain any further.
“I also thought about inviting Taylor from my office, and her boyfriend but I don’t know how well she’ll take to the nudity part. Oh, and I thought about asking Blake and Sandy from the party the other night. And if it’s okay with you, Alec’s roommate Ronnie and his fuck buddy. Plus, there were those two little sluts that couldn’t get enough of your dick. If you like, I can invite them so they can fawn all over you all evening.”
He smirked and glanced over, wondering if she was kidding.
She smiled and winked but didn’t explain further.
“You can invite whomever you like, babe,” he said. “You have plans for some fun games?”
She grinned and nodded. “I’ve been thinking about some fun things to do so we can get all flirty with each other.
Dexter chuckled, hoping that getting flirty didn’t mean just outright fucking.
“Heck, if it goes well enough tonight, maybe I’ll invite Vicky and her husband!” she said.
He shrugged. “Maybe,” he offered. “So how were you bad at work?”
She giggled and looked over at him, smiling widely.
*****
Jessie
Her day had begun with breakfast being made. Donna had come in naked and smiling widely. Spinning her around without asking, the dark-haired beauty had proceeded to kiss her deeply for a few seconds before Jessie had spun back around to stir the eggs lest they burn.
Donna’s response had been to drop to her knees and spread Jessie’s butt cheeks apart. Groaning, she’d felt her best friend’s tongue push into her pussy from the back and then begin to lick as she leaned forward to give her easier access.
The eggs demanded attention though, and Jessie had to stop her so she could pull them off the stove.
After a hasty breakfast, Donna had quickly dropped back to her knees and slid Jessie’s chair out as she giggled and acquiesced without a word of protest. Looking up as Jessie at breakfast, Donna’s pretty eyes bored into hers while she devoured Jessie’s tender pussy.
A quick orgasm later, Donna stood and turned, kissing her with her wet and sloppy mouth, and then turned to go shower. Jessie, not one to be outdone sexually, joined her a few seconds later and returned the favor. It was difficult not drowning as she did though, and she had to finish eating Donna’s pussy on the floor of the bathroom.
The two girls had quickly stood and gotten dressed for work afterward and gone their respective ways. When she got to work, her boss had her come in and bring him his coffee. After a quick wave to Taylor, she’d started working.
Just before lunch, he’d called her in and had her shut the door.
Smiling at him, she lifted her skirt without being prompted and quietly showed him that she’d not worn any panties as he’d asked.
“Gorgeous,” he said, smiling widely. He seemed to shuffle in his chair a bit, and she knew that he must have a hard-on, the poor guy.
“Do you want me to let you see it closer so that you can jerk off?” she asked, causing him to grow a little nervous about the proposal. He wavered a little, but then eventually nodded.
She giggled, more than happy to let him look at her pussy so he could get some release! The act would certainly turn her on and give her something to think about all day so she was nice and super-horny for her sweetie that evening, not that she wouldn’t be already.
She’d walked around to his side of the desk and put a single foot up between his legs to the edge of his chair. Smiling, she pushed him back and slid up on his desk all at the same time, then wiggled a finger to entice him forward.
Placing her feet up on his desk, she sat in a sort of crouching position, her knees splayed outward and her womanhood on clear display for her boss. He smiled widely and quickly pulled out his cock, already hard from her brazenness.
She’d been feeling horny all morning, and though Donna had taken care of her and she’d returned the favor, she was still feeling like she wanted to be extra flirty today. She wanted to like… take care of people and make sure they were happy, to make sure they had had an orgasm. It was something that she cared deeply about, not just when she got horny, but all the time, and she felt the need to help others with that type of thing.
Still, she knew it was a little weird and knew that boyfriends didn’t necessarily like knowing their girlfriends flirted all the time. She couldn’t help who she was though, and was so very glad that she had someone as understanding as her Dex.
Mr. Murphy leaned in close, and she was curious to see if he wanted to give her a lick or just smell her near constant arousal. He surprisingly didn’t venture too close though, and kept his eyes locked on her displayed slit. She smiled, lifting one hand from the desk and reaching between her legs to spread her lips for a second, knowing that’s probably what he wanted and that he’d never, ever, be able to ask her.
He grunted, obviously getting close.
She originally intended for him to just spray on the plastic mat underneath his desk and then clean it up for him, but he apparently wanted to finish elsewhere, not that she really minded. He must have taken it as a sign that it was okay to do so, surprising her a little.
He groaned and stood, moving closer to her. She briefly wondered if he was going to try and stick it in, and cum inside her pussy, but he paused a few inches away and continued to stroke. Realizing where he wanted to cum, she snickered and moved her hand away, spreading her legs wider as he frantically stroked faster and faster, punctuating it with a grunt of pleasure.
As quickly as she could she lifted her skirt higher so that he wouldn’t get any cum on it, pulling it practically all the way up to her breasts as he grunted with effort, his hand moving swiftly over the tumescence of his erection.
She smiled at him, biting her lip alluringly as he groaned in pleasure. She could practically feel his gaze as he devoured her pussy with his stare and briefly considered masturbating in front of him, but then saw how close he was.
A few moments later, she saw his face change to one of pleasure and smiled. He stroked again and again, before a great gout of cum shot from the end of his cock and landed squarely on her pussy, followed by another and then another. He practically wept at the release and the flood of pleasure, his cock spurting a few more streams across her lower stomach.
Grinning widely, she gasped in surprise and pleasure, reaching down and rubbing a finger through the warm mess. She smiled, remembering a myriad of other guys cumming in her mouth and moaned quietly, wondering what Mr. Murphy’s would taste like. Knowing she probably shouldn’t, she scooped a little up and brought it up to her lips, smiling as Mr. Murphy watched enraptured.
She watched him for a second, his eyes almost pleading at her, before bringing the fingers into her mouth, groaning as the familiar taste hit her tongue. Swallowing, she sucked on the fingertip and then looked down. She reached down and scraped upward, drawing a thick gob of cum up and dripping it into her mouth with a groan of satisfaction.
Smiling, he collapsed back in his chair as she proceeded to clean herself by licking her fingers. Eventually, she’d gotten all of his mess off of her pussy and devoured as much as she could.
“God, I love cum,” she said, not really paying attention to him at the moment.
He looked extremely satisfied, and she quietly finished, got presentable again, and then left the room. Grinning quietly to herself, she couldn’t help but get excited at how naughty she’d been. Mr. Murphy was getting so much better at flirting! She just wished that Don would loosen up and flirt more.