Donna shrugged as she looked over at him. “It might not look like it at first, but I’m nuts over the crazy-ass,” she said.
“And this one here has a shovel in his pants?” Jerry asked, gesturing at Dex good-naturedly.
“Shit, just wait,” John said. “That big sumbitch has a way of showing up at parties eventually.”
“Yeah, that shit’s real,” Alec said, chuckling. “He’s smuggling a python,” he confirmed.
“Lucky fucker,” Blake said, grinning widely.
Dex laughed, shaking his head. “Come on y’all… no one wants to hear this,” he said, sighing.
“Aww, Dex, baby,” Donna said, turning and sauntering over. “You don’t want me to take care of the beast right now?”
He raised an eyebrow at her.
“Actually,” she said, winking at him, “John, I need to take Dex away from you boys for a minute.”
“Hey,” John said, pointing a finger at Dex, “No anal unless I get to watch.”
“No promises,” Dex told him.
The conversation turned to sports then, and he looked at her curiously as she took his hand and led him over to a couple of chairs near the edge of the wooden deck attached to the back of the house.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
She giggled. “I’m fine,” she said.
“Yeah you are,” he quipped, crossing his eyes at her.
Donna rolled her eyes at him and slid close. “How are you doing?” she asked.
Dex looked at her oddly. “I’m good. What’s going on?”
“Well, I was curious to see if you’d thought about our conversation last night,” she said.
He nodded. She stepped close to him, her fingers running down his chest as she gently bit her lip and looked him up and down.
“I did,” he said.
“And are you really wanting my help getting Jessie into… risky… situations?” she asked, obviously choosing her words delicately.
He shrugged. “I’m pretty sure I am,” he said. “Hell… I don’t know,” he said, sighing. “Sometimes, I get images of her in my head and it’s a turn on. She’s always doing something really dirty and I just… feel like fucking her after the image passes. Then again… I just don’t know.”
Donna gave him a sympathetic look. “So… you like the thought of her being a rule breaker, or actually fucking someone else?”
He sighed, not sure. “I… I don’t know. And… I don’t know how to test it without…” He trailed off, sighing hard.
“If you want my opinion, I think you’re going to be fine with it, honestly. But…” she said. “I don’t want you to just say okay because I said you’d be fine. I do have an idea, though.”
Dex looked at her curiously.
“Have you ever heard of Aphantasia and Hyperphantasia?”
He shook his head.
“They’re terms for how people create mental images,” she said.
“That is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard,” he said, staring directly at her.
She rolled her eyes adorably. “I’m being serious,” she said, her fingers picking at his shirt.
He chuckled and nodded. “I know,” he said.
“We’re going to do an exercise,” she said. “Close your eyes for me.”
He raised an eyebrow suspiciously, but then did as she requested.
“Okay, now picture Jessie in your head.”
“Okay,” he said.
“Describe her,” Donna ordered.
He was silent for a few seconds. “She’s wearing a nice… low cut shirt, she’s got nice, large breasts and for some reason they always seem perky. She’s got long, gorgeous hair. She’s got her chest tattoo visible, and is wearing a miniskirt, though I don’t know why my brain chose that because it doesn’t look good together.”
Donna giggled. “Open your eyes.”
He did so.
“So, you at least don’t have Aphantasia. What it means is that some people don’t have the ability to conjure images in their mind at all. Like… you say to someone, ‘picture an apple in your head,’ and they just look at you’re like you’re insane. But you… I suspect, are more on the side of someone with Hyperphantasia.”
He nodded, still curious what she was getting at.
“Close your eyes again,” she said.
He did so.
“Now, picture Jessie again.”
He nodded.
“Now, change the color of her top.”
He nodded.
“Change the fabric.”
He nodded.
“Can you feel what the fabric feels like?”
He mentally reached out and sensed the rough texture of the weirdly denim shirt that his brain had put on her.
“Yes,” he said.
“Now, can you smell her perfume?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said.
“Do you remember what she tastes like when you kiss her?” she asked.
He nodded and opened his eyes.
“That’s more along the lines of Hyperphantasia. It’s being able to conjure extremely vivid images in your mind. I don’t think you actually have Hyperphantasia, but I’d say your above normal.”
“Okay,” he said. “What’s this got to do with anything?”
“I’m getting there,” she said. “Use that ability. Picture Jessie in your head, misbehaving.”
He slowly nodded and gave her a looked at her curiously. “Is there some ulterior motive for this?” he asked.
She shook her head, sighing at him. “No… you big dummy! I really care about her, and I really care about you. I don’t want to lose either of you; not for something as silly as sex.”
Touched, he pulled her into a hug and squeezed her tightly. “You are such an incredible woman,” he said.
“Heck, I know,” she said playfully. “But don’t ever doubt that you’re a catch, Dexter Reynolds. Not just because your cock weighs 10 pounds, either.”
He chuckled, shaking his head.
“Now, shush your mouth and do as momma says,” she said, looking at him sternly. She was still in his arms and looking up at him affectionately, though, so the expression on her face didn’t match what was in her eyes. He chuckled and kissed her, eliciting a brief whimper.
“Close your eyes,” she said sternly, but still looking ridiculously up at him.
Doing as she asked, he relaxed his hug a bit, and closed his eyes after taking a deep breath.
“Good,” she said. “Now, I want you to picture Jessie in the kitchen, naked like she was with Don.”
He nodded, forcing himself to ignore everything else except Donna’s voice and the images in his mind.
“Put yourself in the corner, watching the two,” she said.
Dex nodded.
“Don is standing in front of her, his cock hard and angry,” she said.
He could still feel her in his arms and felt the warmth of her body against his. Her voice was quiet, smooth like silk on smooth skin.
“Now, imagine her reaching out and grabbing Don, pulling him forward and making him enter her,” she whispered. “She spreads her legs, crying out in pleasure, begging him to fuck her, hard and fast. Picture her breasts bouncing, her hair flying around, hear her flesh slapping against his, the cries of pleasure and her voice begging him for more and more. Listen to the sound of her pussy clenching down hard on his cock as she cums and cums, crying out for more even as she’s being pounded into the counter.”
Donna finally fell silent, and Dex slowly opened his eyes. She was looking at him apprehensively, almost curiously.
“So… what’s the verdict?” she asked after a few seconds.
Dexter was quiet for a few seconds, then raised an eyebrow and gestured downward.
Donna followed his eyes and took a step back. She snickered and immediately slid her hand onto the front of his jeans, gripping his obvious erection.
“Damn, you really liked that,” she said.
Dex chuckled and winked at her. “I guess we know,” he said with a shrug. “It would turn me on to see that happen in person.”
Donna giggled. “Good,” she said. “Because I… want to try and put her in that position tonight.”
“Well, let’s not just go and organize a big orgy or anything,” he said. “I still want to take it slow.”
“I know,” she said. “I’m just going to push her in the right direction. Besides, we can both probably agree that she probably doesn’t need my help to get into trouble.”
Dexter laughed and nodded. “That’s for sure.”
“Keep your phone handy,” she said. “I’ll text you if I think she’s getting close and you aren’t watching.”
Dex nodded and pulled her tight for another kiss. “Donna, you fuckin’ sexy bitch… if this all turns out like I think it will, you’re going to get some very nice payback.”
“Ooo,” she said, looking up at him again. “Promise?”
He nodded, then leaned in and whispered into her ear. “I’m going to destroy that delicious little pussy of yours,” he promised, causing the dark-haired beauty to whimper. “I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop. I’m going to fuck you as long as you can handle it; all day if you want.”
She sighed, closing her eyes. “Baby, if you keep that up… you’re going to make me cum here and now.”
Dex winked, then leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.
“Come on. Let’s go start some trouble,” she said, taking his hand and leading him back toward the mix of people. The girls that he and John had passed through had come outside, and he saw Jessie and Erin talking with Cass and Alec.
Dex turned, intending to follow her, but he saw Blake turn and immediately head his way.
“Yo, Dex!” Blake called out. “You girls done with the gossiping? I got to talk to you, brosef.”