That evening, Jessie met up with Donna and the others at the club that they’d picked to go out to. She’d spent the afternoon with her family and ate dinner with them before meeting her friends.
After a couple hours of dancing with Donna and her sisters, Jessie desperately needed a rest. Sliding from between Daisy and her gropey boyfriend Tyson, she wound her way through the throng of undulating people to the bar and got a glass of ice water from the bartender.
Sliding on to an empty barstool, she sipped the water and watched the crowd of people for a while. Declining three requests to dance, she was about to rejoin the group when a tall stranger accidentally bumped into her and quickly apologized.
She dismissed the apology with a smile but then stopped and looked up at the handsome stranger, wondering where she recognized him from. He was giving her a puzzled expression as well and after a few seconds of confused silence, she recognized him from the restaurant.
“Waitress… right?” he said.
“You’re the one that got back from overseas recently,” she said.
He smiled and snapped his fingers. “I knew I wasn’t crazy,” he said. “Jessie, right? I’m Jack.”
She nodded and shook his hand lightly. “I’m sure it’s harder to recognize me with my top on,” she joked.
“Gorgeous is gorgeous,” he replied with a wink, then smiled widely at her.
“Smooth,” she said, amused.
“Thanks,” he replied with a grin. “So… where’s this totally real boyfriend you didn’t want to go on a date with me because of.”
Smirking, she shook her head. “My very real boyfriend is at home, unfortunately. He’s having to be an adult and couldn’t come out with me tonight. I’ve got my friends, though,” she said, gesturing to the throng of people on the dance floor.
Jack looked over and nodded as if he knew who she was talking about. “So, would you mind if I talked to you a bit? Having just got back, I find myself weirdly nervous. Like… I can shoot at people but talking to women is just… way too much to ask.”
“Of course, I don’t mind,” she said with a pleasant smile. “I only sat down because I’ve been dancing for like an hour.”
“So, you like working at the restaurant?” he asked.
She nodded happily. “I really do. I love being an exhibitionist. I mean, it’s still a job but, I get to talk to people, which I just love, and get to be objectified by random strangers.”
He squinted as if he were trying to figure out the last comment. “I’m not sure if that was sarcasm or not.”
She giggled. “I’m not being sarcastic. I know it sounds crazy, but I like when men and women notice how sexy I am. I love feeling someone want me.”
“That’s definitely a different attitude,” he said. “Don’t you get into trouble like that?”
She shrugged. “Depends on how you define trouble. My roommate Donna and her boyfriend have started using me as their personal sex toy,” she said, giggling as he glanced at her half-visible tattoo.
“I mean around strangers and the like,” he said. “Doesn’t your boyfriend worry about you?”
She shook her head. “No, he trusts me. I’m a really good judge of character and I never go out by myself. There are security guards at work and since I’m never alone, I really don’t have to worry.”
As she spoke, both Donna and Daisy came over and slid up next to her.
“Who’s this?” Donna asked, slurring a bit. “He’s handsome.”
Jessie giggled. “This is Jack. He’s someone I met at the restaurant recently. We were talking about how much you and John like to use me for your personal pleasure.”
“Oh?” Donna asked, flashing Jack a grin. “Like this?”
Jessie watched as Donna, still smiling at Jack, pulled her legs apart just a bit with one hand, then slid up it up between Jessie’s thighs and up under her tight skirt. Whining a bit, she felt Donna haphazardly probing with her fingers, then groaned when she slid them in for a moment, then pulled it back out.
Jack had a wide smile on his face as Donna held up her fingers and giggled. Grabbing Jessie’s water, she downed the rest and handed it back, then disappeared back onto the dance floor.
“God… she’s so out of it,” Daisy said. “I better go watch her.”
Jessie smiled and waved as she too disappeared. “Sorry about that,” she said, crossing her legs again. “I surprised she didn’t jam her fingers into your mouth.”
He laughed at that, and she saw him move a little closer to her as someone pushed in behind him.
“Sorry,” he said, pushing back a bit.
“No worries,” she assured him. “As soon as I catch my breath, you can take me out on the dance floor and swing me around. Maybe you can even get all gropey with me if you feel confident enough.”
He laughed, nodding at her in a shy, reserved manner. “I figured I could at least do your boyfriend a solid by hanging around you and keeping the other vultures away.”
She giggled. “To tell you the truth, Jack, I’m a little irritated with myself,” she said playfully.
“Oh?” he asked, looking down at her again.
She nodded. “You see, I’ve got a different definition of the word ‘flirt’ than other people do. For me, flirting can involve kissing, touching, sucking… swallowing…”
He swallowed, and she saw him look down at her in reserved surprise.
“My boyfriend, who is the most un-jealous guy I’ve ever met, knows this about me and recently told me that he wants me to be myself. He made me promise that I’d take pictures of when I was being all bad and flirty, but then teased that I probably wouldn’t have any for him to enjoy tomorrow when we see each other again. The only problem is… he was right. I haven’t had much opportunity.”
Jack chuckled and looked down again. “I see,” he said.
“Maybe… if you’re a good boy and don’t let any of those ‘vultures’ you mentioned get at me, you and I could see just how flirty we can be?”
He smiled and nodded. “That sounds like a plan,” he said. “Are you sure your boyfriend is cool with it?”
“I am. But… if you want, we can text him and see.” She pulled out her phone and unlocked it. He took great pleasure in laughing at the name Dex was under in her phone.
“‘My baby,'” he said. “That’s hilarious.”
“He is!” she protested, scowling playfully before continuing with her text. “Hi honey!” she sent. “I met a really sweet guy at the club tonight.”
“Hey honey,” he sent. “Are you being good or bad?”
She giggled. “Right now, I’m being good, but I was thinking about being a bad girl in a bit. My new friend here wanted me to check with you and make sure it was okay that I was a little flirty.”
Dex sent a laughing emoji in response, followed by, “I honestly didn’t expect anyone besides John to clear it with me,” he said. “Absolutely babe. Be as flirty as you like. Just save that pussy for me for tomorrow night.”
“See?” she asked, holding up her phone as she slid off her stool and stood closer to Jack.
“Save your pussy?” Jack asked.
“Yep! That’s what he made me promise to do, save it for him,” she explained. “Thanks baby. I’ll make sure to get some nice pictures of me misbehaving for you,” she sent to Dex.
“You better!” he replied. “Love you. I’m going back to studying.”
“Love you!” she sent. Turning, she smiled up at Jack and raised her eyebrow in challenge.
“Well hell, I guess we better go dance,” he said, offering her his hand.
She giggled and turned as he stepped past to lead her onto the floor.
The beat was thumping loudly as the pushed through the throng. She slid up close to him as soon as he stopped, his hands pulling her close as they started to move to the rhythm.
Jack was surprisingly not as gropey as Tyson had been, and she found that she was happy about that. It wasn’t that she was glad that Tyson had been gropey at all. She didn’t like that guy and didn’t know what Daisy saw in him, regardless. No, Jack was a nice guy. She wanted to like him since she was planning on rewarding him in a few minutes.
That’s not to say that he didn’t have his hands on her at certain times. He squeezed her hips, pulling them back into his crotch, moved his hands up to her breasts and left them there for a few seconds, then would resume dancing close to her.
Tyson had downright groped her breasts, pulled the top down and had even tried to put his hand between her legs a few times before Daisy slugged him in the chest. Jessie wouldn’t have minded someone else doing that, but she could see why Donna didn’t like the guy.
Daisy joined the two a few minutes into the second song, and Jessie snickered as she saw Tyson looking irritated near the edge of the dance floor.
The song ended and Jessie quickly grabbed Daisy and Jack by the hands. “I think its time we caught some fresh air, don’t you?” she asked, looking at Jack. He smiled in response.
Pulling Daisy close, she whispered, “I’m going to take this guy outside and be a bad girl for my boyfriend. Would you come and make sure we’re not bothered?”
Daisy smiled, then glanced nervously over at Tyson. He was watching her as she turned back. “I don’t know, Tyson is being really shitty tonight. I don’t want to start anything.”
Jessie smiled, then glanced over at him. “I think we just need to go at the right moment,” she said. “He’ll look away and that’s when we disappear from the dance floor. He’ll think we’re still out there.”
Daisy smiled, then cast a look back over his way and nodded. “Deal,” she said.
Biding her time, Jessie started dancing with the two again until she saw Tyson head toward the bathroom and knew that was the chance she’d been waiting for.
“Let’s go,” she whispered, leading the two toward the front door.
Feeling devious, she led the two outside and then let go of Jack’s hand, gripping Daisy’s tighter. She figured Jack wasn’t a flight risk but couldn’t say the same for her best friend’s little sister.
“Uh… my vehicle?” he asked.
She nodded happily.
Jack led the two to the parking lot and over to a truck.
“I uh… don’t really…” he stammered for a second.
“Just get in the driver’s seat,” she said. “Daisy is going to be outside your window like you two are talking.”
Both of her partners in crime nodded, and Jessie handed Daisy her phone. “Take pictures,” she said.
“This is so weird… but so exciting,” Daisy gushed. “I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
Jessie grinned as Jack unlocked and opened her door, then went around and climbed in his own.
Smiling, she looked down at her chest for a moment, then dropped the straps and pulled the cups free of her breasts. Jack’s smile widened and he reached out, one hand squeezing the pale flesh.
Glancing past him, she saw Daisy clicking away with Jessie’s phone and giggled.
“So… Jack… were you hoping to find some little slut to suck your cock tonight?” Jessie asked.
He grinned. “Well, that was my original plan, yeah.”
She giggled and reached over, seeing the sizable bulge he was sporting. “Ooo, you look as big as my boyfriend,” she said. “I might have to keep you around for some friends of mine.”
Jack chuckled and sat back after taking a moment to lift the steering column as high as it would go and sliding his seat back all the way.
Deftly unfastening the button on his blue jeans, she unzipped them and gestured for him to pull them down further. He quickly did as she asked, lifting up and yanking them and his underwear down at the same time.
“Damn,” Daisy said, still taking pictures as Jessie’s hand closed around the substantial erection.
“That’s every bit as big as my boyfriend,” she said with a grin, her hand squeezing the shaft as she stroked.