Of course, the only other people that she’d had sex with were relatively comparable to Dexter, except for John. Don was just a large and thick, and her brother was no slouch either. Only John paled in comparison, but what he lacked in size, he made up for in other ways, so she really had no complaints at all.
She knew that she was a great girlfriend as well, though, and was proud of that fact. She was aware that most girlfriends weren’t about to let their big-dicked boyfriend stray, let alone set him up to fuck people at her whims. Even fewer would be inclined to let him stray and not be allowed to herself, but she couldn’t have been happier.
She grinned, realizing that she would marry him if he asked her to, even though they’d been dating for less than a year. She loved him so much, and they fit together so well. He wasn’t nearly as jealous as her previous boyfriends had been, either. That was obviously a huge plus in her book. She had a feeling that they were going to be together for a long time, and whenever that thought crossed her mind, she couldn’t contain her excitement.
Hopping out, she dried off quickly, then went to peek in on Dex again but heard him snoring before she even got the door open. Changing direction, she padded silently down the hall and poked her head in Don’s room, but he was sleeping too.
Frowning that she had no one to entertain her, she went downstairs and poked around in the pantry and fridge for some fruit that she’d bought the other day. She set aside some for a bit of breakfast after starting a pot of coffee for Don.
Once the pot was ready, she poured him a cup and made him a plate of the remaining fruit. She intended on letting Dex sleep since they were going to a party that night, so she padded quietly past her boyfriend’s room. After reaching Don’s, she walked quietly over to his side of the bed.
Setting the plate down first, she moved the mug of coffee over to a coaster and set it down, but it made a little noise when she did so, and Don opened his eyes.
“Darn,” she said, frowning at him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
He chuckled, rubbing his eyes and looking at his alarm clock.
“Good morning,” he said, sitting up.
“Good morning,” she replied, handing him his coffee cup. “I figured you’d like a fresh cup.”
He yawned and nodded. “That’s perfect,” he said. “Thank you.”
She reached over and grabbed the plate, offering it to him. He took it with another nod and ate a couple of grapes.
“Can I get you anything else?” she asked.
He glanced up but shook his head. “No thanks. This is a first for me, breakfast in bed.”
“Really?” she asked, giggling. “I’m sorry to hear that.”
She stepped around to the other side of the bed and climbed up, sitting cross-legged as he chuckled, looking over.
“What?” she asked.
“Well, you’re just so comfy being naked,” he said. “I figured that I’d get used to it at some point, but…” he let the thought hang in the air, and she snickered.
“Well, I didn’t want to wake up Dex while I was trying to find my clothes, and you’ve seen me naked lots of times,” she pointed out.
He nodded. “I know. It’s just… always a delight,” he clarified with a wink.
She grinned, enjoying the conversation. Laying down on one arm, she looked up as they started to talk about the night before.
“I thought you looked spectacular up there,” he said after she asked him what he thought about her strip tease. “Most of those other girls, and some of the dancers, didn’t belong up here in the first place. It was pretty much no contest.”
“Aww… that’s sweet,” she said. “I know you liked my lap dance too, though,” she said confidently. “I felt your reaction. Plus, you obviously liked whatever Donna was doing to you while I was entertaining those other two. I could see your hard-on was still there when we got into the truck to head home.”
He nodded. “Yeah, she’s pretty forward about her sexual desires,” he said, but then chuckled and shook his head. “I’m okay sweetie. I had a great night of sleep and might have had a dirty dream or two.”
She grinned widely. “Dirty dreams,” she said. “What were they about?”
He laughed but shook his head.
“No, not gonna tell me?” she asked.
“Hell no!” he said, chuckling. “I’m not instigating any ‘accidents’ between us.”
She giggled, turning to lay on her back as she looked up at him. “So, I’m guessing you’re all stinky and sticky from cumming in your dreams last night?” she asked.
He chuckled. “Not exactly, but I do need a shower.”
She stood, going over to the bathroom, turning the light on, then leaning against the door frame. “I’d totally join you but, I already took one.”
He smirked, rolling his eyes at her. Tossing the empty plate to the bed, he took another long pull on his coffee mug, then set it down and hopped out of bed. She grinned, delighted to see that he was nude. As he turned toward the bathroom near the end of the bed, he looked over to where she was standing against the wall and laughed, seeing her grin.
“Now, now,” he said. “You’re supposed to keep things normal between us, right?”
She frowned at him, but then giggled and nodded. “I know I am! I’m not gonna shower with you, silly” she said. “I’ll just be in the room, watching you scrub those yummy muscles and that gorgeous cock. What’s wrong with that?”
“Ha!” he replied, smirking as he stepped past her. “What’s wrong with it is that I don’t want to have another break down and fuck you through the wall again.”
He’d stopped, looking down at her a few inches from where she stood, both of them very nude. She sighed, wanting nothing more than take his cock in her hand, then her mouth, and then maybe other places, but she forced herself to focus and be a good girl. Satisfying herself with just gripping his mostly flaccid cock, she sighed wistfully and turned, leading him forward with it.
“Well, we definitely can’t have that, can we? No matter how fun it would be.”
He chuckled as he was pulled into his bathroom by his dick. She stopped once they’d entered, letting go of it and hopping up on the counter as he stepped in the shower. He closed the curtain after stepping in, much to her dismay.
“Hey,” she said, hopping down and yanking the curtain back. “Don’t spoil the show for me!”
He smirked and looked back at her. “You’re ridiculous, and you’re going to get us in trouble.” He didn’t close it again, though, much to her delight.
She would have been happy to hop in and give Don an extra good washing, but she and Dex had made such great strides in their relationship lately that she really didn’t want to push her luck. Still, the image of Don’s older, but still very appealing form in the shower made her tingle with excitement. Dexter found them a few minutes later, as Don was telling her about something funny her boyfriend had done as a kid.
She’d initially been surprised by his odd behavior that morning. It seemed like he’d wanted her to have been naughty, or that he’d expected her to at least. She’d immediately known that he wasn’t being mean, though, and figured it was just because he was horny himself and might have had some dirty dreams.
She was happy that he wanted to stay fit, though she would have preferred to have taken care of some of the obvious sexual energy he had before he left. Still, she figured that they could fool around when he got back, and Don was delightfully arousing that morning. She had several naughty thoughts that she just couldn’t get out of her mind. Images of her in the shower with the incredibly good-looking older man were filling her head, and she sighed in mild irritation that she was forcing herself to be good. She could still be flirty, she supposed. Dex had always been okay with her doing that, she knew for a fact.
Grinning, she promised herself that she wouldn’t let Don have sex with her. Well… not much sex. No more than five minutes maximum. Probably. Nodding at the image of herself in the mirror in a show of determination, she turned. Stepping over to the shower, she opened the door and stepped in, Don turning around in surprise and then laughing.
“I thought we were behaving?” he protested as he wiped soap from his face.
She shrugged, looking up at him as innocently as she could manage. “Dex went to work out… I’m horny… and you need a release,” she said, making it sound much more direct and much dirtier than she’d intended.
But then, she giggled and slapped him on the chest playfully. “I’m just kidding! Gosh, Don!” she told him, animatedly rolling her eyes. “I decided that I wanted to tease you a little more and couldn’t see your cock through the shower door good enough.”
He rolled his eyes. “Uh huh,” he said.
She grinned, stepping around him and into the stream of water. He sighed and rolled his eyes playfully, but she saw that he was in the process of grabbing some soap and pouring it on his hands to start washing her. She snickered and turned to face him.
“I didn’t actually need washing, I was just feeling naughty,” she admitted.
He smirked but started to rub her down despite her admission. His hands were strong, yet soft, and she sighed in appreciation as he combined a washing with a body rub and closed her eyes as he kneaded and pushed at her still-sleepy muscles.
“So, tell me your dream from last night,” she said, sighing in pleasure as he massaged one of her arms up and down, the warm water only enhancing the experience for her.
He chuckled in response, but then she looked up at him, her eyes telling him that it wasn’t a joke. “It’s pretty kinky, I don’t think I should.”
“Oh, really? Then you have to!” she said.