“Mmm, that looks delightful,” she said, coming back over and stroking him as she sank to the floor. Leaning forward, she took his cock back in her mouth and slid her lips down about halfway.
“God, you’re insatiable,” he said.
“Well,” Vicky said smiling and sucking his cock a bit more, “we’ve still got a full day ahead of us.”
Dexter groaned feeling her mouth slide down his shaft again, not stopping until she’d taken him all the way.
“Jesus,” he said, reaching down and placing a hand on the back of her head. Gasping, she extracted it almost violently, but didn’t stop sucking once she’d done so.
“I’m thinking of just fucking you all day,” she said, grinning at him.
He offered no protest as she moved up to straddle his legs, her hand moving down to grip his cock and move it into position.
After another hour, Dex finally extricated himself from the clutches of the blonde minx, got himself put back together, then went back to his desk. The rest of the day seemed to drag, and he barely got anything done. Still, it was Friday, half of the office wasn’t there, and the other half were being as lazy as he was.
After leaving, he went home to get ready, calling and checking with Jessie on what time they were going to meet. He was excited to meet her folks finally as Jessie had been putting it off again and again. It seemed like her folks were out of town a bit more than other people.
He suddenly realized that there was a possibility of her older brother showing up. After her confession the other day, they’d barely spoken about what she’d told them.
It was relatively normal he supposed, for siblings to play “doctor” when they were younger, but as adults, it was much rarer. He firmly believed that if it happened before he was in her life, it didn’t really matter all that much. Unless there were some lasting effects of something she did, then why should he care?
This seemed to be different though. It wasn’t that he thought any less of her that she’d sucked her brother’s dick. She’d sucked dozens before Dexter himself had even come into the picture. He was actually finding that he was glad it was with someone she trusted completely not to abuse or hurt her.
Still, something stuck with him that she’d said early on in the relationship. He hadn’t known it was her brother at the time, and he asked her if she still saw the mystery person that had gotten her all gaga over blowjobs. She said that he was in town recently, or something like that, and that they’d had fun.
Was she still sucking her brother’s cock? He doubted it. From all accounts, it had been awhile since she’d seen him. Shaking his head, he went about getting dressed and forced himself not to think about it, lest it drive him crazy.
His dad smiled as he came back downstairs and asked what was happening that night.
“Meeting Jessie’s folks,” he said, smiling.
“Oh yeah?” Don asked. “Firm handshake, don’t forget.”
He nodded, chuckling. “I know, I know, Pop. What about you? Your date still on?”
Don nodded. “Yeah, it’s a bit nerve-wracking, you know?”
Dexter chuckled. “I do, actually. You’re going to do great. Just… be yourself.”
He smiled and nodded, then wished him luck and headed upstairs to presumably start getting dressed for his date.
After the quick drive over, Dex knocked on the door and then opened it. John was flipping around on the TV but stood when he saw Dex enter.
“Hey bud. I’m sorry about all that again. I still feel bad.”
Dexter nodded. “You’re a good dude, John. It’s okay. We’re good.”
“You’re the good dude, Dex. I’m just a redneck.” John patted him hard on the back and went and sat back down.
Jessie came out of the bathroom then, looking more reserved than she normally did. She was wearing a top that didn’t show off her ample cleavage, and shorts, not a skirt. He chuckled, wondering if her parents were ever fooled by the act of her being good.
“Hi baby!” she said, ever excited to see him. He caught her, as normal, as she hopped up into his arms and kissed him again and again.
“Dammit Jessie!” Donna yelled from the bathroom. “Get in here you fuckin’ midget!”
Giggling, she planted one more kiss on Dex and scurried back to the bathroom. He followed, seeing the two focusing on prepping Jessie.
“Be nice to my girlfriend,” Dex said.
“Please. The little runt asked me for help,” she answered.
“She’s right, I did,” Jessie said.
“Doesn’t matter, when I come over, that frees her from all demands that you put on her,” he joked.
“He’s right, it does,” Jessie added, looking over at Donna.
“She was mine first, so I get to tell her what to do, not you,” Donna said.
“She’s right, I was,” Jessie said, looking back at Dex and crossing her eyes.
Snickering, Dexter said, “I’ve got a dick in my pants that says I can convince you otherwise, slutty girl.”
Jessie turned her cross-eyed look at Donna. “He’s right, he does,” she said.
Donna laughed, pushing Jessie’s face away and rolling her eyes. “Who are you, Rain Man?”
Giggling, the diminutive fireball winked at Dex and then started to behave herself and stood still for her roommate.
Dex chuckled, then turned back and went to join John.
“So, what are you guys doing tonight?” John asked.
“Going to dinner with the folks,” Dex said.
“Oh, nice,” John said. “Y’all haven’t met?”
Dexter shook his head.
“Decent folks,” he said. “They’ll like you for sure, bud,” he said.
Dex nodded his appreciation, then turned to respond. “So, do you and Donna’s folks get along?” he asked.
John smiled and nodded. “As well as can be expected, I suppose. Her mom is a bit judgmental, but her dad is a funny motherfucker.”
“She have any siblings?” Dex asked.
“Two sisters and a brother,” he replied.
“Damn,” Dex said. “I didn’t know she had such a big family.”
“Yeah,” John said. “Bunch of cousins too,” he said. “Donna and her sisters are the best lookin’ ones of the whole bunch, though.”
Dex chuckled.
“Seriously though, her older sister, Denise, is a fucking knockout. The younger one, Daisy, just turned 18 and is right at that hot stage where they still have some baby fat in their cheeks but have women’s bodies. Son…” John said, grinning and staring meaningfully at Dex.
He chuckled.
“I can hear you talking about my family, cum-catcher,” Donna yelled.
“Hell yeah, baby,” John said. “Dex is planning on deep-dickin’ the whole bunch. Maybe even your brother!”
“I’m shocked at you,” Donna said, poking her head out. “You aren’t allowed to nail my sisters or brother without my consent,” she said, wiggling a finger at Dex.
Dexter chuckled. “I wasn’t planning on it, Donna. I was just being polite and making conversation. All I know about you is how you sound with my dick in your mouth.”
“Gad… daaaaamn,” John said, laughing and slapping the chair.
Donna’s mouth dropped when she heard the playful jab at her expense. “Dex, I’m so hurt,” she said, grinning and not looking hurt in the least. “Don’t make me come over there and suck your cock.”
Dexter smirked. “Was that supposed to be a threat?” he asked, turning to look at John.
The roughneck grinned, shrugging.
Their conversation was kept fun, and Dex found that he actually was okay with John. Sure, he’d been pissed when he found out, but in the grand scheme of things, it really didn’t seem like all that big of a deal. She’d had sex with his dad. Twice. John had seen that and taken a whack at her too. Who should he really have been pissed at?
Pushing the drama from his mind, he resolved not to worry about any of that just then, not wanting to put himself in a bad mood.
A little bit later, Jessie was ready, and they left, heading for the restaurant. Dex started to mention the morning fun with Vicky, but Jessie started to tell him all about how her coworker, Taylor, had been super inquisitive about all of Jessie’s particular sexual proclivities. He saw that she found it amusing that the older woman had been so curious. He was also surprised to find out that it was Taylor who had been the final recipient of the picture that Vicky had taken.
“It was so funny,” Jessie said. “She couldn’t take her eyes off of it.”
Dexter chuckled, enjoying the thought of yet another woman fantasizing about him, but then shook his head and silently admonished himself. He wasn’t one to brag and didn’t think for a minute that he was anything special.
They pulled into the restaurant, a pretty decent steak house, and Jessie turned to look at him.
“My dad’s name is Richard, don’t call him anything but that. My mom’s name is Janice.”
“Good to know. Are you okay?” he asked.
She smiled and nodded. “I’m good. Just a bit nervous. I’m sure they’ll love you though.”
“Don’t worry, baby,” he said. “I’ll make sure to make a good impression. I did want to ask you…” he said, looking directly at her. “Will your brother be here?”
“Oh, Jake? I hadn’t thought to ask. Mom didn’t mention it, so I doubt it.”
He nodded. “I just wanted to be prepared if he was. You know?”
She nodded. “Does that bother you, what happened?”
“No!” he said immediately, shaking his head and taking her hand. “Not in the least! I just wanted to make sure and be ready to meet him and not let on that he knows that I know… you know?” He crossed his eyes at the end, trying to make her laugh.
She giggled, leaning over and kissing him. “Alright goofy, come on. Let’s go meet my parents.”
Dexter smiled, letting her lead the way.
They went inside, and Jessie spoke to the hostess. She led them through the tables to a round corner booth, two older people sitting in it already.
“Hey honey,” her mom said, sliding out and letting her husband out as well.
“Hey Mama,” Jessie said. She leaned in and kissed her mother, and for a moment, Dexter thought she’d kissed her on the lips. Turning, she kissed her dad, but the view was blocked, and he couldn’t see where. Shaking his head and ignoring the random thought, he focused on greeting the two.