Little White Lies Ch. 19

Little White Lies

Chapter 19

Jessie

Friday night

She smirked at the sight of Alex's dark brown locks of hair bobbing up and down at Jack's waist. His look of surprise and concern changed almost immediately into a wide grin as he leaned back against the couch and put his arms up behind his head.

Dex laughed out loud and shrugged, dropping back down flat on his back as Jessie turned and made her way to the bathroom. As she exited the TV room and made her way through the darkened house, she heard the shower running and figured that Bryce was likely rinsing off.

She opened the door and flashed him a smile as he glanced over, his brief look of surprise quickly turning into that ridiculously cute grin that he seemed to be able to use to charm the panties off any girl he wanted.

"Hey there, cupcake," he said. "Come to get some more dick?"

"Came to wash the filth off me," she corrected, sliding the curtain aside and stepping in with him.

He grinned wider and pulled her directly up against him, his muscular form practically dwarfing hers.

"No funny business," she warned, scowling up at him.

"Does it look like my dick can handle anymore?"

She glanced down, her hands immediately beginning to fondle and stroke him.

"Didn't you just say no funny business? That shit's not going to help keeping this shower a non-sex zone."

She giggled, but didn't stop.

"Just need rinsing off?" He grunted as he spoke, glancing down at her with a single raised eyebrow as she gently lifted and fondled his ball sack.

"Mmmhmm," she confirmed. "As soon as I'm clean I'm planning on heading back to join your girlfriend. She was sucking Jack's cock when I left."

"The one that was just in your ass?"

"That's the one," she giggled.

She looked back up at him and saw a mixture of pride and amusement in his expression.

"Sounds like you enjoy when she's filthy like that."

"Fuck yeah I do," he said with a quick laugh. "The crazier and nastier she gets, the happier I am."

He pulled her closer to him, his body snug against hers, and began to run his hands across her flesh. She thought he might be getting turned on with thoughts of what his gorgeous girlfriend was doing, but it turned out that he was intent on getting her clean instead of fucking her while fantasizing about Alex.

She let him take over as his hands moved over every inch of her naked form, then giggled as his fingers probed deep, washing and scrubbing her free of all the accumulated sex-related liquids from that evening. He even did an admirable job making sure her butt was clean as well.

After a few minutes of attentive scrubbing, he hopped out and began to towel off while she made sure that he'd gotten all her softer parts clean. When that was done, she turned off the water, stepping out and taking the towel from his outstretched hand and drying herself off before hanging it up and following him out of the room back to where the muffled sex-noises had been coming from.

The two entered the room again and saw that Jack was spent, laying out across the couch while Alex knelt on all fours in front of Dex. She was staring straight ahead, her eyes glassy and unfocused as Dex pounded her from behind.

She led Bryce around and sat down close to Jack, then gestured for Bryce to join her. He did so, sitting down on the other side of her and watching as Alex and Dex fucked on the ground in front of them. Jack seemed to be just resting or catching his breath, as he'd opened his eyes a few moments after Jessie had sat next to him.

The three watched in silent amusement for a while as Dex railed Alex for a while longer. Eventually her head rolled forward, her long dark hair covering her face as she moaned and gasped in pleasure from yet another orgasm.

"You guys okay with us crashing here?" Bryce asked quietly.

"Sure thing man," Jack answered.

"I can show you to the guest room," Jessie added. "Well, when Alex is done of course."

"Sexy Dexy looks pretty spent," Bryce observed. He leaned forward to look over at Jack. "You wanna take over for him? My baby can go all night."

Jack chuckled and shook his head. "I appreciate the offer but I'm done for. She finished me off while you two were gone. Maybe next time."

"That's a deal, man," Bryce stated. He smiled his stupid smile at Jessie before standing and making his way toward Alex.

Jessie stood as Bryce lifted Alex off her knees. She didn't say anything, her eyes were still glassy. Jessie thought that she looked like she was in some far-off place, enjoying the aftereffects of multiple orgasms.

"This way," she said, leading the two out of the room and into the guest bedroom. She flicked on the lamp for them and moved out of the way as Bryce followed behind with Alex leaning heavily into him.

She watched as Bryce tenderly helped his girlfriend into bed and pulled the covers over her, kissing her on the head and flipping off the lamp.

"I'll be back in a bit," he said quietly, but if Alex responded, Jessie didn't hear it.

He turned, offering a smile as he stepped out of the now darkened room, following Jessie. He pulled the door gently closed and turned, following her back out into the living room just as Dex and Jack appeared from the TV room.

Dex smiled over at Jessie as she came over and snuck herself up into his arm and against his naked form.

"Are you fellas done for the night?" Bryce asked, coming over to stand near the two of them.

"God yes," Dex answered. "Don't let that stop you two from having fun with Jessie if that's what y'all wanna do. Jack?"

Dex turned and looked at his brother who was heading for the stairs.

"Bed," Jack called, sounding exhausted. "See y'all in the morning."

Dex chuckled and turned to look down at her.

"See you in the morning?"

"I'm sure I'll be up in a few," she said, grinning mischievously at him.

Even as she spoke, Bryce came up behind her and began to kiss her neck, even as she was snuggled up close to Dex. She giggled at him, letting him pull her from Dex's side, though she kept looking up at her boyfriend.

"You sure you don't want to watch him fuck me one last time?" she purred seductively.

Bryce's hands roughly mauled her breasts, squeezing hard for a moment and eliciting a jolt of pleasure that raced through her. She felt her arousal growing as his hands moved down her body quickly, one pulling her hips back against his swelling erection and the other sliding several fingers through her trough before urging themselves inside. His kisses became more hurried, moving across her neck to the other side, then gently nibbling at the tender part of her shoulder.

She gasped in pleasure at the sensation, smiling softly up at Dex as he watched.

"I'll bet I can get my favorite cock to come back to life."

She looked down and could tell that she was right as even then it was showing signs of life. Dex didn't say anything though, just kept on staring at the two and smiling, standing next to the stairs and watching as Bryce continued to have his way with her. She winked playfully, biting her tongue and giving him a teasing look.

"Damn, cupcake, you're damn sure one of the top three most-fuckable sluts in the world."

She whimpered in arousal at Bryce's words but continued to stare at her boyfriend.

Bryce pulled her over to one of the couches in the living room, and she briefly lost sight of Dex as she was pulled along with him. He sat down, then promptly spun her around and pulled her to him, pulling her down into his lap and spearing up into her pussy once again. She gasped but then looked up when she sensed movement next to her. Dex had come up behind the couch, smiling and watching her with nothing but affection in his eyes.

Gasping in pleasure as she was bounced up and down on Bryce's deliciously hard shaft, she kept her eyes locked on Dex's, the two of them seemingly synced in the moment. Bryce seemed to pay neither of them any mind, other than to use Jessie for his own personal pleasure.

"Tasty fuckin' cupcake," he grunted.

She felt him maul both of her tits, then groaned in pleasure as he slathered his tongue over one of her nipples, then sucked on the other. His cock slammed deep into her again and again, and she moaned as the thought of him fucking her for his own pleasure and not giving a fuck about her own drove her to an extreme level of arousal.

"Gonna fill this slut's cunt so fuckin' full," Bryce growled.

Dex seemed to like it as well. He'd been stroking himself while he watched the two, his eyes never leaving hers. Walking over to the side of the couch, he continued to jerk off. She continued to watch him, her eyes boring into his.

"Fuck yes," Bryce grunted, his cock pulsating and throbbing inside her, burst after burst of cum shooting deep inside.

Dex grunted with pleasure, stepping up and placing a hand on the back of her head as she finally broke eye contact and leaned over to take him into her mouth. As soon as she did, she heard him cry out in pleasure and felt his succulent cum filling her mouth, his hand pulling her head and forcing her lips down his shaft until she felt him poking at the back of her throat.

She swallowed, hearing Bryce and Dex crying out in pleasure together. The entire situation kicked off her own orgasm, and she cried out weakly as her pussy spasmed around Bryce's cock, Dex's still buried deep in her mouth and throat.

He gasped again and pulled his cock free, grunting in pleasure as Bryce pounded into her again and again, his arms around her waist and forcing her up and down at his whim.

She looked briefly up at Dex, but he was clearly spent. Regardless, she slathered her lips back around the crown and slurped what she could inside to swallow it down. The sensation caused him to jerk at the sensitivity, and he chuckled and stepped back.

Pouting, she looked up at him and licked her lips.

"Focus on fucking our guest," Dex said after a few seconds, smiling at her. "Be the dirty slut I know you are."

She whimpered in pure arousal, her eyes boring into Dex's as Bryce continued to do with her as he pleased. All she wanted at that moment was to please her boyfriend and to make him proud.

He stepped back up a few seconds later and slid his cock back inside her lips for a few more seconds but then stepped back and sighed happily.

"When you're done with my slutty girlfriend, send her back to me," Dex said, then turned and began to head for the stairs without another word.

"You got it," Bryce called out, still forcing Jessie's tiny form up and down his still-hard cock.

Cum had leaked out of her pussy and was making a mess, but he didn't seem to care in the least. She looked back down at him and smiled as he finally began to slow his fun.

"You made a mess of me," she said, smirking at him.

"Need another shower?" he asked.

"Not unless you want me clean so that you can fuck me some more."

He chuckled and looked at her curiously.

"Dex told me to focus on fucking you," she explained. "I like being used for sex and Dex wants me to please you."

Bryce lifted her again and slid her back down his cock, this time taking his time and forcing her to move at a much slower pace than the frantic, hurried one from before.

"Gorgeous," Bryce began, smiling at her and offering her a healthy spank on one ass cheek. "You've been nothing but a pleasure this whole evening."

Jessie slid off him and stood, smiling and offering him a hand up. As he stood and began to turn toward the guest room, she pulled his hand, forcing him to turn back around. She stepped up to him and gestured for him to come down to her level.

He did so with a smirk, kissing her softly.

"Thanks for a fun night," she said.

"It's not going to be the last one."

"No, but I still wanted to thank you."

He nodded, kissing her a final time before turning toward the spare room.

"Go upstairs to your boyfriend before I fuck you again," he called out.

"Promises, promises," she said, and turned to go upstairs and crawl in bed with Dex.

***

She awoke the next morning and silently slipped out of bed, though she would have bet that she could be as loud as she wanted and not have woken Dex up. His snoring practically rattled the windows in his room and she knew that he was still exhausted from the night before.

It was just as likely that Jack and Bryce were just as tired as she knew Dex was, so she decided to spend the morning cleaning up from the night before, then make breakfast for everyone when they showed signs of stirring.

First though, she had to take care of herself.

Tiptoeing quietly from his room to the bathroom across the hall, she clicked the door closed and spent the next forty-five minutes getting ready for the day. Freshly showered and with the small amount of makeup she wore on a daily basis taken care of, she exited the bathroom, stepping back over into Dex's room. She pulled a shirt of his from the pile of clean ones that she'd recently placed on his dresser and slipped it on, then found a clean pair of her panties in the drawer that she'd stashed some in a few months prior. Sliding those on, she glanced over and saw that Dex was still dead to the world, so she turned and left the room.

She took a moment to check in on Jack but found him asleep, as were Alex and Bryce in the downstairs guest room. Satisfied no one was going to need anything, she went about picking up the house from the night before. After straightening the backyard and pool area, she moved on to up the TV room and living room, then cleaned up the bathrooms that had been used. She made sure to do a thorough cleaning on the couches and on the floor where the various sexual acts had taken place the night before. That finished, she went and moved the current batch of washed clothes over to the dryer and started a load of Jack's dirty laundry.

When she finally had nothing else pressing to take care of, she allowed herself to go and relax in the living room and scroll through her phone, waiting for someone else to wake up. It was likely going to be awhile, she knew. After twenty minutes of mindless scrolling, she was itching for something to do. Her first impulse was to go and wake her boyfriend up with a morning blowjob, but she had a naughty thought about something he might like to catch her doing even more.

She had two options to choose from: Jack and Bryce. Both were wonderfully well-endowed, and she knew that both would love being woken up with a blowjob. Still though, it was a surprisingly hard decision. She hadn't had sex with Jack nearly as much as she'd have thought she would by that point. Dex had made it clear that he wanted her to take care of his big brother, but at least half the time that she'd been available for him, Jack still seemed hesitant. The times that he'd taken his brother up on the offer had proven to her that he was a very capable lover, so if she chose him, she knew that she'd enjoy it beyond the simple pleasure she got just being used as a fuck toy for her boyfriend's friends and relatives.

But then again, even though she'd only been able to have sex with Bryce the night before, he'd definitely been a fun experience to have. His boldness and brazen manner might be off-putting for some girls, but she definitely enjoyed it. His girlfriend obviously did as well. It didn't hurt that he was handsome and had a very charming smile. She found Dex to be more handsome of course, but then again, she was biased.

Two equally hard choices. She frowned, tapping her fingers thoughtfully. She looked toward the stairs where Jack was sleeping in his room, then over toward the short hallway off the kitchen that led to the door to the garage, the laundry room, and finally the guest bedroom where Bryce and Alex were. She wanted both of them.

Another naughty idea formed in her mind just then and she giggled to herself. Dex was sure to love it.

She turned and made for the guest room door. Pausing right outside, she took a deep breath to calm the giddiness she felt before softly turning the handle and peering inside. Light was pouring in through the window, though neither of the two forms in bed were stirring. She crept through the open door and over to the bed.

Alex was on the far side, as luck would have it. She was facing the wall and sleeping soundly, her breathing deep and rhythmic. Bryce was lying on his back with the covers thrown over him. She grinned, seeing the telltale bulge that signified his morning erection. Licking her lips, she gently lifted the cover and leaned over.

Snaking her tongue out, she ran it across the crown of his cock a single time, watching his face for signs of movement. Another lick followed before she kissed the bulbous tip, then slid her lips around the crown. She saw his eyebrows raise before his hand slid into her hair, followed by his eyes opening and his head lifting off the pillow.

She felt her arousal grow as she slid her lips down the shaft and back up again. Her tongue slid across the throbbing flesh, and the moaned quietly at the taste of fresh pre-cum oozing from the tip.

"God... fucking... damn," he grunted sleepily.

She giggled and took him as deep as she could, his hand starting to pull ever-so-slightly against the back of her head. The spongy crown pushed against the back of her mouth, sliding downward slightly and pushing at the entrance of her throat. As much as she wanted to take him deeper, she knew that she had to control her impulses and not get carried away.

In one move, she slid his cock out of her mouth and moved up onto the bed. Pulling her panties aside, she straddled him and eased his cock into her pussy, then leaned forward and kissed his neck.

"Jesus..." he groaned. "Good morning, cupcake."

"Morning," she whispered, giggling playfully as she pushed her hips down, the movement driving his delightful cock even deeper. "Moan too loud and you'll wake Alex," she whispered. "I want all the attention this morning."

He grunted and reached down, his hands gripping both of her ass cheeks and starting to take over. She couldn't allow that, though, and reached down to his arms and pulled them back up, pushing them back over his head.

"Uh uh," she told him.

He chuckled quietly, and she resumed her slow up and down movement, fucking him at her own pace. His look of amusement stayed on his face as he put his hands behind his head. She found that she liked the way he was content to just enjoy what she wanted to do. She sat up, arching her back and taking a moment to lift the shirt she was wearing over her head, letting him drink in her nude form before starting to gyrate and grind back and forth on top of him. She ran her hands up her torso, briefly squeezing and dropping her pert breasts before running them up and into her hair, lifting it up as her hips rocked back and forth.

"So fuckin sexy."

She smiled and saw Alex beginning to stir, just as she'd hoped. The gorgeous brunette turned over in her sleep and draped her arm across Bryce's chest, effectively trapping him. She covered her mouth to stifle a laugh and promptly hopped off to stand next to him. A moment later, she put a finger up to her lips and grinned mischievously.

"Looks like you're taken," she whispered. "I'm going to go and find someone that can actually fuck me worth a damn."

She stepped back over to the door as Bryce's mouth dropped open in shock. Giggling, she raised the middle finger on one hand and waved with the other before backing out of the room.

"See you soon," she said.

"You're so fuckin' done for," he mouthed, shaking his head at her as Alex tightened her hold on him.

She giggled and darted out of the room, heading upstairs. She didn't know how much time she had before Bryce came and took what he wanted from her. Hurrying to the stairs, she made her way up, grinning in excitement when she heard the shower running. She paused at Dex's doorway to confirm that he was still out before hurrying across the hall and entering the bathroom without further hesitation.

As she'd expected, Jack was in the shower. She stripped off her panties as she came in, then stepped into the shower while he looked at her in mild surprise. Without even asking if he wanted her to, she dropped to her knees and took his cock into her hand and began stroking.

"Morning Jessie," Jack said, his tone showing that the surprise he'd had a moment before was gone.

Her lips found the crown as it began to throb to life. Sucking and stroking at the same time, she looked up at him with a mischievous expression on her face. The night of sleep had obviously done wonders for Jack's desire as his cock grew to full hardness from her stroking and sucking.

Despite the plan she'd formulated calling for her not to, she took a few seconds to enjoy herself, sucking him as deep as she could and then back out again, stroking his gorgeous dick in time with the movements of her lips. Back and forth her lips caressed and slathered his length, her moans echoing on the shower walls. His hand found the back of her head, but true to his nature, he didn't pull or force her head down on him.

She giggled, thinking how much different than the other lovers she had he was. Dex had learned to take control of her more, though he was still timid at times. John was much softer and gentler, even more so than Jack, but his cock was much smaller regardless so it wasn't like he could be all that aggressive with it. Bryce was a different story.

The image of him throating his cock into her again and again made her pussy quiver, but it also made her remember her scheme. She stood, turning around and leaning forward to push her palms on the damp tiles, her legs locking straight as she presented herself to him.

His hands found her hips and she felt him push slowly inside.

"Actually..." she said, standing up and forcing him back with a raised hand. "I think I like the idea of making you chase me." She pushed open the shower door and grinned at him.

"Chase you? Really Jessie?" he asked as he looked at her with a look of mock disdain.

"Mmmhmm," she said, stepping out of the shower. "I was musing about the differences in all of my lovers and thinking that you're incapable of being rough with me."

"Hey," he protested, following her from the shower after pausing briefly to shut the water off.

"It's sweet how caring and gentle you normally are with me, and I love having sex with you, but I don't think you've got it in you to put me in my place when I'm being a slutty little brat."

He raised a single eyebrow at her, his hand stroking his throbbing erection. It was then that she knew that she had him.

"Wanna fuckin' bet?" he asked, stepping forward.

"Prove me wrong," she challenged, backing out of the room and toward the stairs. "I think you're too fucking nice."

Jack stalked after her, a surprising look of determination on his face.

Slowly she backed up sporting a mischievous grin. She continued backing down the steps, staying a few steps ahead of him until she reached the bottom. She heard the click of a door and knew that her plan had worked perfectly. Turning, she saw Bryce coming out of the guest room, a grin coming to his face as he spotted her.

Turning, she scurried from between the two and backed away, heading for the TV room.

"She fuckin' with you too this morning?" Jack asked.

"Fuck yeah she is," Bryce confirmed.

"What's the deal?" a third voice asked, causing her to grin happily. Her plan couldn't have gone better when she saw her boyfriend come around the corner behind Jack.

"Oh, just your girlfriend hopping in the shower with me, letting me shove my cock in her and then daring me to catch her."

"It's not my fault that he isn't rough enough to keep me where he can hammer his cock into my naughty little pussy."

"Shit," Bryce commented. "Little bitch wakes me up with her lips around my cock and then starts fucking me like a damn porn star, looking all sexy and gorgeous, then tells me she's going to go find a real dick."

Dex began laughing and shaking his head.

"Trying to misbehave for me?" he guessed. "Hoping I'd catch you being bad?"

"Who me?" she countered. "I'm just trying to get filled with cock... and maybe entice my boyfriend to join in."

She'd made it to the doorway to the TV room by then and took the opportunity to turn and bolt inside. She moved around the couch and watched as they trailed in, one after the other and stood in front of her. For a moment the three simply stared at her as she stood before them, naked and unabashed.

"Did I do a good job of enticing you?" she asked, looking at Jack.

"Ohhh, you're about to fuckin' find out, beautiful."

She grinned, looking at Bryce. "And you? Want to hold me down and fuck my rotten little brains out?"

"You have no idea," Bryce said with a smirk.

Nervous energy made her shake a little, her arousal growing from a molten core of energy deep inside and slowly filling her body. She felt her nipples harden to an almost painful degree, whimpering weakly as the three men stroked themselves and watched her like a pack of wolves about to devour a helpless rabbit.

"Was I naughty, baby?" she asked.

"You were so naughty, sugar," Dex said, his grin widening.

Bryce was the first to act, as she'd expected.

"Fuck this, I want that fuckin' pussy again. Tasty fuckin' cupcake."

*****

Dexter

Though the night before had been incredible, Dex was much more excited with how the morning was turning out.

He watched as Bryce stepped over to Jessie and shoved hand into her hair, the other sliding between her legs and starting to work on her. She moaned audibly as he played with her pussy, his hold on her hair allowing him to pull her back and then forward again at his whim. Jack moved quickly up beside the two, leaning in and kissing her as Bryce reached up and squeezed one of her perky breasts. She giggled; her laughter mixed with obvious arousal and punctuated with a moan of pleasure as he continued finger fucking her.

Jack put a hand on her throat and squeezed, thought Dex wasn't worried about either of the other two men actually hurting her. The effect it had on his girlfriend was immediate, her moans growing louder as she moved her arms behind her body. He continued to watch the three, content to enjoy the show and stroke himself as Jessie was understandably manhandled.

Dex saw his brother move one hand back behind her, holding her arms in place he presumed. The other moved from her throat to one of her nipples, pinching roughly for a moment and eliciting a gasp followed by her cry of, "yes!" A moment later, his brother raised his hand and brought it down hard on Jessie's breast, the flesh rippling from the impact as a loud *smack* echoed through the room.

Her cheeks flushed and she got a dangerously aroused look in her eyes, her breathing deep and almost primal. Bryce yanked her head once again, then brought her head forward and down, driving her to her knees. He saw her wince, but the pain of the hair-pulling only served to turn her on more.

Dex had to step closer to keep watching as both Jack and Bryce moved up in front of Jessie, the two men standing side-by-side.

"Open your fucking mouth," Bryce spat, thwapping his cock down on her lips. She stared up at him with what almost looked like hatred, but Dex knew that she was just extremely turned on, and apparently very determined to misbehave.

She raised an eyebrow and shook her head, earning another yank of her hair.

"Make me, you fucking pussy," she said, grinning devilishly.

"Fuckin' hell," he groaned, thwapping the head of his cock down on her face a few times.

"Such a little brat today," Dex commented.

Jack seemed to like Bryce's idea as well and followed suit, his own cock coming down to thwap on her right cheek.

Dex moved up to her left side and she looked over at him with the same defiant glare.

"Open your fucking mouth, cunt," he said, though he was unable to wipe the grin he had off his face.

She moaned weakly, her defiance melting away for a moment before she regained her composure. He wondered if he needed to take over and force his cock into her mouth, curious if the other two were waiting for some sign that this was all okay.

That definitely wasn't the case, he quickly learned. Jack was the first to act next, his hand moving around and taking hold of the wad of hair that Bryce had grabbed.

"Rotten little slut," Jack grunted, yanking her head and turning her toward him, the head of his dick pushing at her lips as she whined and continued to press her lips tightly closed in a show of defiance.

She suddenly opened her mouth, Jack's cock shoving in halfway as he grabbed another handful of hair and yanked her hard down on him. Dex heard her gagging, her throat making a familiar *gluck* *gluck* noise.

"That's a good little whore," Bryce said.

Dex saw her hands come around her body, one reaching for Bryce, the other for him. She gripped both cocks and began to stroke, though it was mostly just her holding both of them since most of her coordination was spent trying to suck his brother's cock.

"Guh... fuck..." Jack grunted, and for a moment Dex thought that he'd already started to cum.

He looked over and clearly saw her teeth squeezing around his brother's shaft. Surprised, Dex watched as Jack pulled his cock out quickly, though his hand maintained the grip on her blonde locks.

"Damnit... you little fuckin' brat!" Jack cried. "Bite my dick will you."

"Make me behave you pu..." she said before being interrupted by his brother's cock plunging back into her mouth. A few long strokes followed, each one eliciting that delightful *gluck* *gluck* sound from his incredible, insatiable girlfriend.

"Goddamn cunt... ass... put you in your place... sell you... fuckin... tramp... slut..."

Jack was rambling, his words not making any real sense, but it was easy to understand why. His cock slid down to Jessie's apparent limit, her eyes rolling briefly back in her head. The pleasure had to be unreal.

As before, though, she recovered enough to show her tenacity again, her teeth squeezing down on Jack's flesh. He finally yanked his cock out once more and let go of her hair.

"Giving up?" she asked between heavy breaths. "Too much for you to put me in my place?"

Dex looked up and saw a look of determination on his brother's face, mixed with arousal as well as mirth. He was relieved that she wasn't seriously hurting him.

"Jesus," Jack said. "I'm fucking your throat, what more do you want?"

"Make me behave," she said, shrugging at him, her hands still stroking the other two.

He stepped back over, grabbing her hair and presenting the tip of his cock for her, the head just barely caressing her lips. She opened her mouth, teeth bared.

Dex was initially shocked by what happened next, but Jessie's reaction stopped him from saying anything or stopping the fun.

Jack, seemingly losing his patience, slapped her. Instead of crying, her mouth dropping open, or outright storming out, she grinned at him.

Dex couldn't believe it. She fucking grinned.

"Harder, you fucking pussy," she giggled.

"Suck my fucking dick," Jack said, pushing his cock back up to her lips. "Fuckin' little sex-vampire."

She took it in without hesitation, sliding down as far as she could go. Jack had learned what she was wanting though, and as soon as she started to bite down on him again, he pulled his cock out and slapped her across the cheek.

"Fuuuuuck," she groaned, grinning even wider.

"Freaky little slut," Bryce commented. Dex turned and saw him grinning.

He'd been worried, of course, but in truth it had been a very light slap, not even enough to leave a mark. The second had been only a little harder.

Jack throated Jessie again, then groaned as he withdrew, shaking his head and offering the wad of hair to Bryce.

"You fuck this little bitch's throat," he said.

She grinned, moving her hand from Bryce's cock over to Jacks, and beginning to stroke. Bryce took the offered wad of hair and grabbed another on the other side of her head.

"C'mon princess," he said, smiling down at her. "You know you want this shit. Why are you playing hard to get?"

"Because I want you three to nail me to the fucking floor," she said without hesitation.

"Behave or we're going to fuckin' tie to the bed and leave your ass."

Jessie's face dropped, almost causing Dex to laugh out loud.

She turned to look up at Dex, a desperate look in her eyes. "You wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Stop biting," Dex said. "You have to know when to start behaving."

"Yeah, and start being a fucking good girl," Jack said. "Or we're going to leave."

"Aww, no," she whined, turning back to face him. "I'm sorry Jack," she said, attempting to start sucking his cock again. "I'll be good!"

"Get back over here," Bryce said, yanking her hair and forcing her head back into place. "You'll get to say you're sorry to him in a minute. You're getting a fuckin' time out."

Jessie's ridiculous expression in that moment made Dex fall in love with her all over again. She looked almost panicked, even terrified that he would put in her time out and she wouldn't get to have the fun she so obviously craved.

"Are you gonna behave?" Bryce asked.

She nodded emphatically.

"Are you going to talk shit and keep biting?"

Dex chuckled as she shook her head just as emphatically.

"I'll be a good cunt," she said, looking at each of them in turn, pleading with her eyes.

Bryce glanced over at Dex and grinned, then nodded down at Jessie. She opened her mouth and immediately took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, moaning around the flesh as she resumed her stroking of the other two shafts.

He let go after a few thrusts and she turned to wrap her lips around Dex's cock, the tight rictus of pleasure grinding softly down his length until she couldn't go anymore. He reached down, both hands moving to the back of her head and pulling.

She whimpered, though if it was from pleasure or fear, he couldn't tell. He felt the head of his cock sponging against the back of her throat, then sliding down to the confines of the fleshy embrace. That was usually where she had to stop, but he felt determined today. Pulling harder, he felt resistance, her whimpers morphing into a moan that finally turned into a strained gagging noise before he slid further in. It wasn't completely buried, but he'd managed to go as deep as he'd ever been in his girlfriend's throat.

A few seconds longer and he finally ripped his cock free, his girlfriend gasping for a few seconds before looking up at him proudly. It lasted only a few seconds though before she was forced back down on Jack's cock. Stroking deep, Dex heard more *gluck* *gluck* noises coming from her throat, followed by her groans of pleasure. Bryce took over after a minute or so, he too causing her to gag several times.

Dex decided that he wanted to fuck her first, so moved around behind her and knelt, pulling her hips and forcing her down to all fours. Bryce and Jack both knelt as well, the two resuming the previous throat fucking they'd been giving her.

Rubbing the head of his engorged member up and down her slit, he briefly marveled at how incredibly wet her pussy appeared. He'd heard her say that she was "dripping" when she talked about being aroused before, but this time she actually was. Mostly clear liquid oozed from her slit, making the flesh glisten. Her lips were slightly swollen with excitement as well, thicker and redder than normal.

He pushed his cock gently inside, but then noticed her puckered anus winking at him, almost as if she were inviting him in.

"Not yet," he muttered to himself, gripping her hips and plunging home.

Her pussy was incredibly wet, and he knew that she was extremely turned on. He sawed completely into her, his spear plunging deep as he squeezed the flesh of her hips, causing her to moan audibly. Not bothering to pace himself as he wanted his baby to have as many orgasms as she could possibly handle, Dex quickly started hammering deeply into her and back out again. His violent thrusts made her bounce forward every few seconds, causing her to *gluck* on whichever cock she happened to be swallowing at the time.

"Unhuhh," Jack grunted, sliding his shaft back out of her mouth and shaking his head. "Not cumming yet, princess."

"Jack... please... f..." she said, her words cut off as Bryce grabbed the back of her head and resumed fucking her mouth.

"How wet is that cunt?" he asked, drawing Dex's attention for a moment.

"Dude... she's so turned on," he grinned. "Her pussy is fuckin' drenched."

He sawed back in, feeling her starting to contract down on him, then grunted as her muscles squeezed his length in a rippling contraction that massaged his full length. He grunted in mild pain from the sheer force of her orgasm wrenching down on him. Her gasps of pleasure filled the room, each one punctuated by a wave of squeezing muscle.

"Jesus," he grunted, grinning at the other two.

"Fuckin' bitch is cumming hard," Bryce said with a wide smile.

Chuckling, Dex offered a nod and resumed his fast and deep thrusts but then reached up and grabbed two handfuls of his girlfriend's hair. Pulling with each thrust, he heard her start yelping in ecstasy and felt his own orgasm building. Another orgasm, this one surprising him with how quickly it had come after her last, slammed into her and she lost the ability to keep herself propped up, her arms giving way and her torso and head falling to the carpet. Her cries of pleasure continued for several seconds, then began to die away as the contractions began to ease.

He slowed, not wanting to spoil his own fun by cumming too soon, and pulled out, her cunt red and battered, gaping lewdly for a few seconds before it closed.

"Tag," he said, but didn't direct it at either of the others.

Bryce moved from his knees down to a sitting position but then pulled Jessie up on top of him as he laid backward. Dex cocked his head in curiosity, watching as his new friend's cock aligned perfectly with Jessie's hungry pussy and plunged inside without any pretense. Her head came up sharply and she gasped.

"Fuck... yes," she grunted as Bryce began to slide in and out of her.

He had to take a minute to marvel at the sight of her soaked, reddened pussy being crudely punished by Bryce's cock. It was almost hypnotic watching the flesh of her pussy contort almost lovingly around the swiftly sliding flesh of his dick. Her gasps of pleasure were quickly muffled by Jack, who'd moved from where he'd been and promptly filled her mouth back up.

"Goddamn, fuckin' tasty cupcake," Bryce grunted from beneath her.

He watched as a hand was lifted and brought down hard on her ass, a loud *smack* punctuating the move. She yelped, though whether it was surprise, pain, or pleasure, Dex couldn't say.

Seeing the way her pussy was reacting to being fucked made him want to rejoin the fun. Her asshole winked at him again, invitingly. He moved into position without hesitation, his hands moving to her hips once again. Thwapping the head of his cock down on her puckered anus, he mused as the flesh contorted briefly with one of Bryce's slowed thrusts.

He pushed gently, the flesh easily giving way for him as he started to enter her.

"Oh my fucking God," she gasped, Dex's mushroom head just then plunging beyond the cusp and inside.

Jack wisely let her have control of her head and she looked back, her eyes still full of lust.

"God I fucking love you," she cried out to Dex as he slowly pushed deeper and deeper into her ass.

The other two had paused their assault on her body, letting Dex take his position before they began to go back at it. Flesh slapped against flesh as Bryce began to fuck her pussy again, Dex letting him set the pace as her body moved in time with his movements. He found that he didn't really have to move at all and simply held himself in place, enjoying the way her body was moved around his shaft.

"That's what I'm fuckin talking about," Bryce grunted.

Jessie had seemed to lose all coherence in that moment, three cocks filling her body at once. She looked and sounded like she was in heaven, her loud cries of pleasure filling the room. She came hard after a few minutes of this, her body shaking from waves of pleasure.

After a few minutes of fucking her ass, Dex slid free and let Jack take his place. Taking a minute to go and get some clean towels, he rinsed his dick off and rejoined the others back in the TV room. Tossing the towels down, he saw that Bryce had moved from beneath her and was letting her suck the head of his cock while Jack continued to fuck her ass from behind.

Dex knelt back down near her head, pushing the head of his cock into her mouth as soon as her lips were free of Bryce's. He didn't hog the action though and let her switch back over to keep sucking at their new friend.

Jack pulled out after several minutes, needing a break. Dex reached over and tossed him a towel, then moved Jessie over so that he could lay down on the ground. In short order she was bouncing up and down on top of him while Bryce stood next to the two of them, his hand guiding her lips up and down his shaft. Every so often he would pull free, stroking himself and smiling down while she fucked her boyfriend. Two more orgasms later, she slid off of Dex, collapsing on the floor.

Jack had apparently recovered by that point, though, and still seemed determined to prove Jessie wrong about what she'd told him earlier.

"Saw this in a porno once," he said, offering the other two a grin.

Reaching down, he lifted her up as if she were as light as a feather, maneuvering her around in his arms until he had her like he wanted, Jessie giggling the entire time. She was held easily in his arms, her back against his chest and held up above his cock, almost like he was going to curl her.

"You're going to have to help me get into your ass," he said, causing her to start giggling again.

After some maneuvering that involved her bending over weirdly and almost causing him to drop her, the two managed to successfully get his cock buried to the hilt in her rump.

"Fuck..." she groaned. "That's tight in this position."

"Don't worry, I'm not moving you," he explained. "Fellas, get back in the game."

Dex looked over at Bryce and shrugged. Stroking himself a few times to get back to full hardness, he got up and walked over to where Jack was holding Jessie aloft, his cock buried in her ass.

"Just stand apart," Jack said, grinning at them.

Dex did as he asked, standing a few feet away from everyone and wondering what his brother was up to. To his surprise, Jack walked Jessie directly up to him and presented her pussy, holding her just a few inches from the gently throbbing head of Dex's erection.

"Ha!" Bryce cried in amusement.

Dex chuckled, but plunged his cock into his girlfriend, causing her to giggle and groan all at once.

"Every time you laugh, you clench your ass on my cock and you're going to break the fucker off!"

Dex started laughing as well and had to pull out, but Jack managed to turn and was trying to get Bryce to start fucking Jessie like Dex had done so briefly. She hadn't stopped giggling though, and after shaking his head at Bryce, who himself had started laughing, the three of them fell to the ground unceremoniously.

This caused Dex to laugh even harder, falling back on the couch.

The four relaxed for a bit, enjoying the ridiculousness of the moment and laughing at themselves.

"Hey... the shit worked in the porno," Jack said at length, causing another round of laughter.

"I couldn't stop laughing," Jessie said. "It was working, but it kind of tickled as well, especially when I laughed, which only made me laugh harder."

She sighed, shaking her head from her spot on the floor.

"Thank you, guys," she said. "That was incredible. I hope I didn't cross the line with my taunting."

"You did, but it was totally in the best way," Jack said.

She giggled and turned over to her side. "You know I was joking, Jack, honey. You're definitely aggressive enough with me."

He laughed easily, his hand reaching out for a nearby towel and using it to clean himself.

"Does that mean you're done, gorgeous?" Bryce asked, moving up to a sitting position.

"Not one of you has cum, yet," she said, moving from her side to her rear. She paused to look at each of them, waiting for one of them to say something, but then took matters into her own hands.

She turned and grabbed the towel that Jack was using to clean his cock and tossed it away. "Come on, lover," she said, pulling him up and down on top of her. "I know you like this way the best."

Jack chuckled, sliding inside her and starting to thrust. In no time at all, he was grunting in pleasure with each thrust, then pulled out and fell to the side as cum oozed from her pussy. Without hesitation, she turned and straddled Bryce, spearing herself with his flesh rocket and starting to bounce up and down.

"Is this how you like me?" she asked. "Or is there a different way you prefer?"

Bryce grinned, answering the question with a passionate kiss, both of his hands moving to maul her breasts. Dex heard her enjoying another orgasm as she fucked their new friend but was pleased to hear Bryce start groaning in pleasure quickly after she did.

"Two down," she said. "Now for my boyfriend."

He smiled, pulling her over to him and into his lap. She smiled adoringly at him as she slid down his length. Cum lubricated the length of his cock as he speared inside, but he honestly didn't care. The slippery goo only heightened his arousal, the idea of his girlfriend being such a filthy, rotten whore for him sending him over the edge. His cock erupted, gout after gout of cum rocketing deep inside her as she gyrated on top of him, kissing him deeply.

Once they'd finished, he gently urged her off of him but then lifting her up and carrying her out of the TV room and up the stairs to his bedroom.

***

A few hours later, Dex awoke once again and looked groggily around his room. Jessie had been the reason he'd awakened, but this time it wasn't because she'd been misbehaving. She was pulling on a fresh pair of panties and had accidentally closed the drawer she kept them in too forcefully. He saw that she'd been up for a little while before him, though he had no idea how long.

"Oh, sorry baby," she said, wincing as she turned and saw him. "I was trying to let you sleep."

"S'okay," he muttered, sliding from bed and yawning. "What time is it?"

"Just before noon. I've got to head to work soon."

"Damn. Didn't expect it to be that late."

She snickered and turned to come and sit on the bed beside him. "Well, we did kind of have lots of sex last night and this morning."

He smiled at her and ran his hand along her thigh. She smiled sweetly at him, but he saw a hint of something else there.

"What's going on?" he asked. "Did you have fun?"

"Hmm?" she asked. "Oh, nothing."

He cocked his head and raised a single eyebrow. "Babe."

"It's nothing," she protested. "I just... I feel bad."

"Why? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she said. "I've just been thinking about what I caused, and I hope that Jack and Bryce aren't mad at me."

He chuckled quietly, laying back on the pillow for a moment. "Honey, you teased them and got all three of us to fuck your brains out. Wasn't that what you wanted?"

"It was, but I also told Jack he couldn't make me behave. I keep wondering if I hurt his feelings."

Dex smiled, his affection for her growing by leaps and bounds. Sitting up, he pulled her into his lap and kissed her on the forehead. "Honey, you've got such a big, caring heart. I can promise you that Jack is fine."

"He'll say he is, but I don't know. I got him so worked up that he slapped me."

"I'd forgotten about that," he said, then lifted her chin with a single finger. "Did it hurt? Is that what's gotten you so worried?"

She was already shaking her head before he'd finished speaking.

"Then what?"

"The slap was fine," she said. "It wasn't even really that hard, at least at first. Plus, I deserved it! I was being so bratty and mean!"

Dex chuckled, then brushed some hair from her face. "I wouldn't go so far as to say you deserved it, but it was certainly something I'd never seen. I guess the question is, did you enjoy it?"

She sighed deeply and nodded. "In the moment, yes," she confessed. "But the problem is that I made him do that."

"Well, yeah, babe," Dex confirmed. "That's what you were wanting to happen."

She sighed, still not looking very convinced.

"Have you asked him about it?"

She shook her head.

"Honey, I know my brother. If he truly thought that he'd hurt you, he'd have immediately apologized. He knew what you were wanting. It certainly didn't bother me. Does that help any?"

"It does," she said, still looking a little unconvinced. "I just... I don't know babe."

"Just go and talk to him," he told her. "I'm sure he'll set you straight. You've got nothing to worry about. As for Bryce, I think he loves that type of thing. The way Alex was acting that night she gave me a blowjob out behind the restaurant is proof enough of that. I didn't even know that the guy watching the whole thing happening was this mystery boyfriend that she was wanting to provoke."

"Oh, I'm not too worried about Bryce," she said with a small snicker. "I know lots of guys that are like him. If he wasn't as cute, didn't have a nice cock, and didn't have such a sexy girlfriend, I don't think I'd be nearly as attracted to him."

Dex laughed, but then looked at her curiously when he saw her smile turn to a concerned frown.

"What?"

"That doesn't bother you, does it? That I'm attracted to him?"

He continued to look at her, his confusion obvious.

"What?" she asked.

"Honey, why would that bother me? You're attracted to my brother, right? My dad?"

She shrugged and nodded.

"Well, are you in love with him?" he asked.

"What? Of course not, dork," she said, slapping him on the arm.

"Well unless you're moving in with him and Alex, I don't care if you're attracted to him. I assumed you were, given how much you were moaning and carrying on when he was fucking your rotten little brains out."

She gasped, her hands going to his sides and proceeding to try and tickle him. He treated her gently, though, letting her win the attack to a certain extent and laughing along with her.

"My brains are not rotten, mister!"

"You're spoiled rotten," he stated. "To the core."

"Well, who's fault is that?" she cried, sounding exasperated. "You're the one that spoils me with that perfect dick, then let's me slut myself around to all your friends and relatives!"

He laughed, then pulled her down on top of him to kiss her, causing her to erupt into giggles.

She stopped though, kissing him for a moment before pausing to stare deep into his eyes.

"You know I love you, right?" he asked.

She nodded, smiling at him.

"And you know that nothing you do can change that?"

She smiled wider at him, her expression softening even more.

"In fact, I think you should know that I'm going to marry you one day."

She raised her eyebrows and looked down in open mouthed shock.

"I mean, someday, I'm not asking right now..."

She gasped, scowling in mock anger and started slugging him in the chest. "Oh! You..."

He laughed, letting her strike him a few more times before she slid off of him and subsequently the bed, then turned and glared at him with her arms crossed.

"So mean," she said, shaking her head.

He chuckled. "That was for misbehaving so much recently."

She rolled her eyes. "Fucking my brains out was payback for the misbehavior, dork."

He laughed again.

Her features softened as she turned back toward him. He'd moved to the edge of the bed, his legs on the ground.

"I love you," she said. "Even when you're mean."

"So, you won't marry me?" he asked.

"Apparently not today." She shook her head again, turning and proceeding to get dressed.

Dex followed suit, pleased that things had gone so well with Bryce and Alex and that Jessie had had so much fun. He pulled a fresh pair of shorts on just as Jessie finished and left the room, heading toward Jack's open door.

Figuring that she might be more comfortable asking Jack about the night before in private, he turned and headed downstairs to solve the rumbling in his stomach.

*****

Jessie

Knocking gently on the door frame, she saw Jack lounging idly in his bed and stepped in, then closed the door behind her.

"Can't do it," he said, looking over. "Dick is broken."

She giggled, rolling her eyes. "I'm not looking for sex," she said. "I wanted to talk."

He looked up at her, then sat up and cocked his head curiously. "What's up? You okay?"

She smiled and nodded. "I wanted... well, I guess I wanted to check and see if I crossed the line."

He chuckled for a moment before smiling at her. "Jess, you've got nothing to apologize for. In fact," he said, leaning over and reaching behind him to pull something up from the other side of his bed. It was a vase full of beautiful purple flowers. He turned and presented them to her.

"I went to the store looking for something to apologize with, the girl said that purple was what I was looking for."

She was surprised to say the least, reaching out and taking the vase and smelling the flowers before looking up at him.

"Jack... I don't..."

"I couldn't find any cards that said, 'I'm sorry for slapping you while we were fucking', so these will have to suffice."

She frowned, deeply touched.

"Jack, I didn't need apologizing to," she protested. "I was worried that I'd gone too far with my teasing and you know..." She clicked her teeth together a few times to illustrate what she was getting at.

"Biting my cock?" he asked but then waved a hand dismissively. "I get what you were trying to do. I enjoyed it. I just got carried away and for me, the slap was over the line, even if it wasn't for you. I'm sorry."

When he'd apologized, he'd been staring straight at her, no pretense of humor or anger in his expression.

"Thank you," she said. "It honestly wasn't necessary. But I love the flowers."

"Good," he said, smiling. "You were right though, to a certain extent. I like being nice and gentle most of the time. Plus, you're my brother's girlfriend. It's not really my place to get all freaky with you. Technically I shouldn't be fucking you on a daily basis."

"It's definitely not a daily basis," she protested. "Plus, you know that..."

"Yeah, yeah," he said. "Dex likes it when you're a slut."

She giggled as he shook his head.

"So, we're good?" she asked after a few seconds.

"Get out of here already, you slut."

She giggled and stepped close to kiss him on the cheek.

"Thanks for the flowers," she told him, then turned and started to leave the room. Opening the door, she stepped out and turned to look at him. "Pussy," she said, giggling and turning as he rolled his eyes at her with a smirk on his face.

Heading downstairs, she found Dex in the kitchen making a sandwich. "I'm going to go check on Bryce and Alex," she said.

"They just left," he said. "She said she didn't want to be late for work."

"Aww," she frowned. "I didn't get to say goodbye."

"I'm sure you'll see them again. You two work at the same place, remember?"

She snickered and came around to stand close to him. "I've got to get going," she said, setting the flowers down on the counter.

"Jack?" he asked, looking over as he finished making his lunch.

"He felt bad," she explained, snickering. "So sweet of him."

Dex chuckled and took a bite of his sandwich. "Let me go get dressed and I'll run you back to your place."

"Okay."

She walked over to the sink and began to fill the vase with water, then went and set it on the table, moving it around and arranging the flowers until she was happy with the way they looked.

A few minutes later, Dex came back down and the two hurried to his truck and sped off in order to get her back to the apartment with enough time to get dressed for work. With a quick peck on his cheek, she smiled, waved, and hopped out.

She stopped short though and snapped her fingers. "Oh! You might think about spending a little time with Donna today."

"Yeah, that's not a bad idea," he said. "I'll park and join you in a few minutes."

Rushing inside, she immediately went and changed into her uniform, stopping to do a quick check of her makeup before grabbing her purse and keys.

Donna was in her room when Jessie poked her head in. She was lying in bed, facing away from the doorway, completely nude.

"Hey," she said.

"Mmm," was the only reply that she got.

"You sad or just asleep?"

"I'm fine," Donna said, turning and looking back for a moment before flipping back over.

"I'm sorry, I'm already running late for work, or I'd stay and talk."

Donna waved a hand dismissively.

"I'll see you later," she said. "I love you."

"Love you," Donna said quietly.

She turned, seeing Dex coming inside.

"She's in a mood," she said, rolling her eyes.

"I'll fix that," he said, winking and kissing her before moving past her.

She couldn't afford to hang around and witness Donna's reaction to seeing Dex finally able to spend time with her and immediately rushed out of the apartment and down to her car. Even rushing as she was, she still arrived about twenty minutes late. As she hurried to clock in, she saw Tracy and Bill in the manager's office.

"Sorry," she called out, rushing into the office. "It's been a crazy morning."

"You were late, Jessie," Tracy said. "Angie already took your afternoon shift. I was working on getting you evening one covered."

Jessie frowned, but didn't blame her in the least.

"Can I still have that one?" she asked.

"Yeah, of course," Tracy said, looking back down at the laptop on her desk and resuming her work.

She studied the middle-aged woman for a moment as she stood there. She was only slightly overweight and while not gorgeous, she was certainly pretty. Jessie wasn't overly attracted to her, but that didn't mean that she couldn't have a little fun.

She looked over at Bill then and saw him glance up and smile at her.

"Need somethin' else?" he asked.

"Mmm? Oh, no," she said, realizing that she'd just been standing there looking at the two. "Just trying to decide what to do for the next four hours."

Tracy glanced up at her, still looking a little miffed.

"If you'd been on time, you'd be working right now, but you were late."

Jessie nodded and walked over to take a seat in the chair in front of the desk Tracy was seated behind.

"I know. I totally understand and don't blame you at all. It was my fault."

"You don't want to go home?" Bill asked.

She glanced over and shrugged. He didn't seem irritated with her at all.

"It's not that," she said, standing back up and walking over toward him. "See, my roommate has been wanting to have some time with my boyfriend for like... forever. I told him that he needed to go over and check on her."

"Oh?" he asked. "She sick?"

Jessie noticed that he was looking at her body, not her face. It wasn't unexpected, of course, not with the clothes she was wearing. It gave her an idea, though. She started to walk around the desk slowly, as if she were simply wandering around as she spoke.

"No, well, not exactly. She loves fucking my boyfriend, not that she doesn't get to enough."

Bill burst out laughing, which caused Jessie to giggle.

"I'm serious!" she said. "I mean, I let all my friends have sex with my boyfriend. He's got a really nice cock. Anyway, Donna has been wanting to have sex with him again and I'm letting her have his complete attention."

"Lord almighty," he said, shaking his head and leaning back in his chair.

Jessie took the opportunity to move over and promptly sat down on his lap.

"Oh, hey... okay," he said, his eyes growing wide. He pulled his hands back, as if he were afraid to touch her.

"It's fine," she said, reaching out and grabbing one of them and placing it down on her thigh. "Dex lets me fuck all of his friends too. We talked about that when I brought John up here to interview, remember?"

"Oh... sure, I guess," Bill stammered, glancing over at Tracy.

Jessie looked over, seeing the assistant manager looking over with wide eyes.

"The door is open!" she hissed.

"Oh, I don't mind who sees me," Jessie said. "I like it when people watch me fuck. I think I've mentioned to you both before that I'm an exhibitionist. It's not like I'm going to actually start doing that right now, though. I mean, unless Bill wants me to."

"That's not the point," Tracy continued.

Jessie rolled her eyes. "I'll just hide under the desk if someone comes in. Besides, Bill likes when I flirt with him."

She glanced back and saw him grinning widely.

"See?"

"Jessie..." Tracy sighed.

"Fine," Jessie said, standing up and rolling her eyes dramatically. "Sorry Bill, Tracy wants me to behave."

She started to move back around the desk but then stopped and looked at him for a second before reaching down and grabbing the slight bulge in his pants.

"Aww, that's so sweet," she said. "I got him all hard!"

"Good grief, Jessie," Tracy said.

"I'm just having fun," she explained. "If I promise to behave and be a good girl, can I stay?"

Tracy sighed and looked over at Bill. He was blushing and had his hands covering up his crotch.

"Fine," she said, waving a hand dismissively.

"Awesome!" Jessie cried out before he could finish.

She took a seat in her previous chair and pulled out her phone to keep herself entertained.

"I think I need to... uh... go check on things," Bill said after a few quiet seconds.

Jessie looked over as he stood and saw that he was doing his best to try and conceal the erection he had.

"You know, if you want, I can always..." she said, running her tongue along her lower lip as she looked up at him.

"You uh..."

"It doesn't have to be here, either," she said. "Oh, wait, you don't want me going into the men's restroom anymore."

He laughed and adjusted himself, though he intentionally faced away from Tracy as he did so.

"Tracy, keep an eye on this little firecracker, please," he said, shaking his head. "I need to go and handle a thing or two."

"No problem," she said, scowling Jessie's way.

"You sure you don't want me to just crawl under your desk and handle a thing or two myself?" Jessie asked.

She giggled as he turned and grinned at her before walking out of the office. Turning back to look at Tracy, she saw the assistant manager scowl briefly at her before looking back at the computer screen. She kept running her tongue along her lips and glancing secretively at Jessie as the latter pretended to look around the room in boredom.

It was easy to see that the middle-aged woman was attracted to her.

"I'm sorry for offering to suck Bill's cock," she said.

"God," Tracy said, shaking her head.

"I just know that you'd rather that it had been you that I was flirting with," she continued.

Tracy ignored her and rolled her eyes.

Jessie wasn't going to be dissuaded though.

"Have you thought about how it's going to feel when I eat your pussy?" she asked, causing the other woman to look up at her in alarm and embarrassment.

The pinkish hue that quickly started to tint Tracy's face made her giggle.

"I mean, I know perfectly well that you'd like one of the twins to go down on you, but I'm pretty damn good at recognizing when people find me attractive."

Tracy sighed and kept her eyes locked on the screen in front of her.

"I could make it really easy too," she pointed out. "There's lots of room under your desk. I could just..."

"I take it back," Tracy said. "You're not allowed to stay if you're not working."

"Aww, darnit," Jessie said. She giggled and stood, making it look as if she were leaving. Instead, she simply went and shut the door and turned, smiling deviously at the other woman.

Tracy rolled her eyes and looked back down at the laptop in front of her as Jessie came back across the office and started to make her way around the desk. The middle-aged woman didn't budge, ignoring her as she moved all the way around behind her.

"I know that you were jealous that I was flirting with Bill and not you," she said, but was still ignored. "I could tell how much you enjoyed the other night when we were kissing."

Wondering how far she could push her luck, she moved directly behind Tracy and leaned over, pretending to look at the laptop. It looked like some really boring inventory reports that she had been working on.

After a few seconds of pretending to be interested, she turned and got a little closer to Tracy's head. The scent of strawberries came to her, and she smiled.

"You smell good."

Tracy moaned quietly and stopped typing, then briefly clapped a hand to her mouth.

"Gotcha,"Jessie thought.

Jessie reached out with one hand and pulled at a chain hanging around the other woman's neck, lifting the pendant and looking at it for a moment before dropping it back down.

"Pretty," she commented, and slid her hand deftly inside Tracy's blouse and further still, inside her bra.

The middle-aged woman sighed hard before whimpering in pleasure. Closing her eyes as Jessie smiled, it was clear that she was thoroughly enjoying the attention she was getting.

"Mmm," she commented. "Your nipple got hard fast!"

Tracy whimpered softly, her head slowly turning to look at Jessie with a pleading expression.

Extracting her hand, Jessie slid it downward between the woman's legs. Urging her legs apart for a just moment, she felt a surge of elation as she spread her thighs. Wasting no time, Jessie slid her hand up her manager's skirt and pushed them underneath her panties. Driving further still, she pushed her middle finger inside, plunging deep and curling back upward as the middle-aged woman gasped.

"Oh God," Tracy called out softly.

"So wet," Jessie said, biting her lip as she started to undulate her finger back and forth.

Tracy gripped her arm with one hand, the other slapping down hard on the desk. Seconds ticked by as the office fell deathly quiet save for the moist squelching noise of Jessie's finger plunging in and out of the older woman's pussy.

"God... fuck... don't... stop..." she groaned, her hips gyrating briefly back and forth.

Jessie grinned, watching as the color of the helpless woman's face went bright red and her mouth dropped open.

The phone rang at that moment, and she giggled as Tracy squeezed her arm and picked it up.

"Double D's, this is Tracy."

Jessie continued to slide her finger in and out of her pussy, even lowering her face and kissing the nape of Tracy's neck.

"Mmmhmm," Tracy said. "Got it..."

A hand came up and shoved Jessie's face back, the other gripping her arm fiercely. She giggled as she saw the pained look on her manager's face. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes rolled briefly back in her head.

"Yeah," she said. "That's fine. I'll... fuck... get it covered."

Jessie covered her mouth with her free hand and stifled her laughter but didn't slow her fingers down. The phone slipped from Tracy's hand as she gripped the desk.

"Good girl," Jessie said quietly, feeling the contractions beginning to ripple through her manager's pussy. "Such a good girl."

"God... yes..." she cried out quietly.

Jessie continued stroking her finger until her manager stopped shaking and shivering, her body finally relaxing back into the chair.

"Holy shit," Tracy commented once Jessie had pulled her hand free and brought it up to lick it clean.

"You really needed that," she said, drawing a weak chuckle.

"You have no idea," Tracy said. "Thank you." She looked over and sighed, then reached down to pick up the phone and placed it back on the base. "You're covering Sandy's shift," she said after a few seconds. "Starting now."

"Yeah, I guess you better give me something to do. Otherwise, I'll just stay here and keep torturing you."

Tracy smiled and laughed at her. "Thank you," she said. "It's been a crappy week."

Jessie smiled and offered her a wink. "I'm glad I could make it better. Before I go to work, though, I'll need you to do something for me."

The assistant manager looked up inquisitively.

"Think about how good it's going to feel when I lick your pussy after we close tonight."

Tracy smiled, though she tried to hide it, and started to blush again.

"We'll see if the twins are still at the top of your list after I'm done with you."

*****

Dexter

He smiled as he peered into Donna's room, admiring the curves of her nude form. She was lying on her side facing away. He stepped in quietly, stripping off his shirt in one smooth motion and tossing it away. His shoes, socks, jeans, and underwear followed quickly after.

"Hey there," he said, smiling as she turned and saw that it was him.

"Dex!" she cried out, leaping from the bed and tackling him. They smashed backward against the wall, and he groaned in pain, laughing at the same time as she began to kiss him like it had been ten years since they'd last seen each other.

Her lips found him, but her kisses were frantic, as if she were worried that she wasn't going to be able to kiss him quickly or intensely enough.

"Hey," he said, then more fervently. "Hey."

She pulled back slightly, her emerald eyes staring deep into him with an intensity that surprised him. He leaned in, closing his eyes and kissing her softly, a soft moan escaping her lips as he pushed away from the wall and started to guide them toward her bed. Her kisses started to grow more frantic again, and he paused, his hand coming up to slide into the dark brown locks of hair at the back of her head.

She moaned softly into his mouth, her hands moving down to his cock, her fingers wrapping around it and stroking. She slipped from his grasp suddenly, and he opened his eyes to see her on her knees, her mouth just then sliding around the head of his cock as it throbbed to life.

"Fufk," she moaned, the words muffled.

He chuckled as he watched her, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked on him. Stroking as she sucked, she managed to get him to full hardness quickly. She must have sensed him staring down at her, as after a few strokes, she looked up at him with her gorgeous green eyes.

As they locked on each other, she slid the head from her mouth and grinned mischievously up at him. A moment later she had moved her body so that she was facing to his left side while sitting on the floor. One hand continued to stroke him, but she had moved herself lower, dropping down enough so that she could slurp one of his testicles into her mouth. Her tongue slathered over it and she gently sucked on the orb before moving to the other. Stroking while she did so, she swapped back and forth, then surprised him by slathering her tongue over the flesh just past his balls. She continued to maneuver around beneath him, sliding between his legs and still gripping his cock tightly.

"Fuck," he grunted as he felt her lovingly drag her tongue across his anus, a moan escaping her lips. "Filthy little slut," he grunted, reaching back and tangling his hand up in her hair.

She whimpered and ran her tongue across it a few more times before moving back to his balls. Each orb disappeared into her mouth before she moved back stroking and sucking his cock.

He felt an orgasm building and moved to slow her down, his hand moving down to pull her back by her hair, the other gripping his cock.

She sat back, staring at him with a dangerous intensity. He smirked at her and moved over to the bed, sitting down on it and starting to move over so that he could get her up on it with him to continue the fun.

Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock again just when he'd sat down though, and she slid them up and down his length while staring up at him. She started to stroke again, clearly trying to get him to cum.

"Fuckin' stop," he said, laughing at her.

"Fuckin' cum for me," she spat back. "Fuck you. You're doing what I want."

She continued to stroke him as she spoke.

"You're going to cum in my mouth and I'm going to keep sucking your cock until you get hard again."

He smiled at her, shaking his head and sat still for a few seconds. The brief time frame that she hadn't been trying to get him to cum had been enough for his eruption to subside, but he knew that he had to make her stop or he'd actually blow.

"And then..." she started to say but then stopped and looked up at him in surprise as he suddenly stood and pulled his cock out of her hands. She pushed him back, but he was clearly stronger than she was.

Smiling, he easily began to lift her up from the floor as she tried in vain to push him back into a sitting position.

"Dex... baby... I want..." she protested, her determined tone giving way to a pleading whine.

She slipped from his grasp and was back on her knees in an instant, her head driving forward to his crotch.

He laughed and grabbed her again, this time lifting her up quickly as she gasped in surprise. He'd grabbed both of her arms and had pulled her to her feet, but he didn't stop there. Moving his hands to her waist, he lifted her up as she gasped in surprise and briefly protested.

"Baby, wait," she cried, but it was to no avail.

Turning easily and moving her to the bed, she fell back onto the mattress, the look of surprise still present on her face as he knelt between her legs.

"Wait, baby," she pleaded again, trying to move to her knees and block him.

"You know damn well that John is the only guy that you're in charge of in the bedroom, right?"

She didn't answer right away, only frowning in consternation.

"Donna," he said, looking down at her expectantly. "You know damn well that you prefer me being the dominant one. Right?"

She stared up at him, silent and unmoved.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Right?" he repeated.

"Right," she said, the edges of her mouth curling up slightly.

"So stop trying to be the dominant one."

"But I wanted to make you cum," she pleaded, though she spread her legs wide for him without hesitation.

"I'm fucking you," he said, leaning down and kissing her as he speared easily inside. She gasped and clutched at him. "There's no way I'm not cumming."

"Fuck," she cried. "I've fucking missed this."

He kissed her again then stroked deep into her as both of her legs came up and wrapped around him. Up to the hilt he plunged, his balls slapping against her flesh as she cried out with pleasure.

He wanted to start hammering down into her, driving her into the next plane of existence, but he calmed himself down and forced himself to slow his pace. Another deep stroke and he paused, looking into her gorgeous green eyes and brushing some stray hair from her face.

"What?" she asked, looking up at him as she tried to urge him to keep moving with her legs.

He didn't say anything, just stroked deep into her again and back out. Again and again, in and out, in and out. She stared up at him just intensely as he was staring at her, slowly fucking her.

"We've got all day," he said quietly, then gently kissed her lips as he stroked into her again.

His words had an effect on her, a quick moan was followed by a contraction that rippled through her body. She pulled him close, forcing him deep into her once more as her pussy began to convulse down on his meaty shaft.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she whispered. "So good baby. So fucking good."

Her cheeks flushed and she quivered beneath him as he lifted up slightly to enjoy the sight of her in ecstasy. Not slowing, he continued to pump in and out of her until the orgasm had run its course. Once it had, he briefly pulled out and laid down, guiding her up and on top of him where she quickly slid back down onto his cock and started to gently gyrate.

"God," he said, smiling up at her.

"What?" she asked, cocking her head as she wiggled her hips back and forth.

"You're beautiful."

She blushed and shook her head, but didn't slow. Another orgasm eventually worked its way through her, and she collapsed down on top of him, breathing heavily.

After she'd managed to catch her breath, she slid to one side and looked down at him.

"Am I allowed to make you cum yet?" she asked quietly.

He shook his head. "Not just yet. Like I said, we've got all day."

She sighed happily, clutching at him as she relaxed against his body, his hand stroking the soft skin of her back.

"Come on," she said, sitting up and sliding off the bed. "Shower."

He chuckled and shrugged but followed as she led him out of her room and into the bathroom. She turned on the water and hopped into the shower, pulling him in after and turning to face him.

"Remember the time I sucked your dick in here?"

He laughed, thinking back to when he'd mistaken her for Jessie and she'd subsequently sucked his dick.

"Definitely hard to forget something like that," he said, and moved his hands up to her shoulders to rub them.

She groaned and turned to let him dote on her.

"Feel good?" he asked, rubbing the tips of his fingers into her flesh.

"Mmm," she moaned, leaning into the water.

He continued to rub for several long minutes, happy that she was letting him take care of her instead of attacking him or trying to get him to cum. Even so, she eventually started to get frisky with him shortly after he'd finished her shoulders and was rubbing the small of her back.

On her knees once more, she looked up at him as she sucked his cock, her lips sliding back and forth on his shaft.

"You're incorrigible," he said, shaking his head.

"You know," she began, popping her lips off of him and reaching up to start stroking, "Jessie isn't the only one that really likes sucking cock. Well, at least your cock."

He rolled his eyes.

She sucked the head some more before pulling back and resuming her stroking. "That's what I was trying to do earlier. I wanted to show you how much I enjoy you. I wanted to make you cum, then get you hard again and make you cum again."

"And then again and again?" he asked.

"Now you're getting it," she confirmed, slipping her lips back around the head and closing her eyes.

He relaxed against the shower wall as she started to stroke-suck, building up a rhythm as she very clearly tried to get him to orgasm. Before long, he felt it beginning to stir.

"Getting close," he warned.

"Mmmhmm," Donna moaned, though she didn't slow in the slightest.

A few moments later his orgasm hit, and he looked down to see her looking up at him, her green eyes boring into him. Cum burst from the head of his cock directly into her mouth and she whimpered for a moment before surprising him by driving the head of his spasming organ deep into her throat.

"Guh!" he cried, his eyes rolling back into his head as his pleasure skyrocketed.

Whimpers and cries of pleasure from Donna found their way to his ears, even though his consciousness was on another plane of existence. Swallowing noises and moans of approval accompanied her stroking and the gentle fondling of his testicles.

Eventually he returned to the planet and managed to look down, seeing her still on her knees and sucking as she had been before he'd orgasmed himself to Saturn. She looked up at him, a smirk curving the edges of her lips even as she continued to suck his cock.

Seeing that he'd recovered didn't slow her efforts in the least, and he groaned as she slid one hand between his legs and up, gently pressing at his anus.

He grunted and looked down at her in mild surprise, eliciting a giggle.

"Come on, beautiful," he said, reaching down to lift her up once more. "Let's go get back in bed and fuck for the rest of the day."

"Mmm, yes sir," she said, causing him to laugh.

The two hopped out and began to dry off, Dex only having to stop her from trying to suck his cock two times before they were finished. They returned to Donna's bed only slightly damp and crawled in together. Immediately she slithered down and took him back into her mouth. He wasn't going to let her just have her way though and promptly slid one thigh over his body and moved her hips up into position.

"Fuck... yes," she moaned, dropping her pussy down into his mouth.

He wrapped his arms around her thigh, pulling her down onto him and tormenting her pussy with his tongue. Her squirming and cries of pleasure were clear indicators that he was doing a good job, though she still managed to keep the only moderately hard shaft of his cock in her mouth.

After a good twenty minutes of going down on each other, she spun around and the two began to fuck once again. He began to realize that she was really enjoying spending time with him that afternoon. It made him feel good, of course, but it seemed like there was something more to it. He'd never quite seen her like this.

He gave her another couple of orgasms and thought about suggesting that they take a nap, but before he had the chance she was on her knees and had urged him to take her from behind.

It was like she seemed to not want to stop, or like she was afraid that if they stopped that he'd disappear or leave. The notion was absurd, of course. He'd planned nothing else for the day and had even told her that they could spend all day in bed.

Eventually, after several more positions, Donna finally collapsed into bed and the two took a much-needed nap.

*****

Don

The previous Monday...

The warmth and softness of the female form pushing back against him caused him to automatically wrap his arm around her waist and pull her even closer. He groggily opened his eyes, momentarily lost about where he was. It all came back to him in a rush, though.

He was at Candy's. They'd had sex for the first time the night before.

He smiled as he began to think about the fun from the previous evening. The alluring form next to him shifted slightly, her hand moving to cover his. He tenderly kissed the satin flesh of her shoulder, eliciting a gentle moan.

"Morning," she whispered groggily.

"Good morning," he replied, kissing the nape of her neck and eliciting a sigh of pleasure.

"I could get used to waking up like this," she said, her voice cracking a bit

Her hand strayed from his and moved down between the two, easily finding the morning wood that he was sporting.

"Mmm... baby..." she moaned, her fingers encircling him. "So... hard..."

He moved his left arm further underneath her, laying it over the spot where his other was after moving that one to one of her perky, perfect tits. As soon as his fingers found her nipple, the flesh grew taut and erect in moments. He pinched, but not too hard, not wanting to hurt her.

She whimpered and turned her head as he kissed her cheek tenderly, her hand maneuvering his erection down between her legs and deftly into position. Softly, slowly, he thrust as he bit down on her neck, his cock spearing deep into her.

"Yeeeeessss," she groaned, arching her back a little.

He squeezed her nipple gently, moving his other hand up to find the other one. Soon, both were hard as diamonds, and he softly squeezed both of her succulent orbs.

Thrusting deep after briefly withdrawing, he felt her body melt back against him. Taking a moment to release both of her breasts, he caressed one hand across her stomach, the other moving up to her shoulder to give himself more leverage. Pulling, he pushed deep into her again and kissed her shoulder softly.

Feeling movement, he glanced down and saw her hands reaching up to her own breasts and squeezing both of them intensely. She didn't wince or stop though, even applying more pressure to each orb until he was sure she was hurting herself.

He smiled then, suddenly remembering that she liked extremely rough sex. Taking the initiative, he moved his right arm from her stomach and back around behind her, pushing his fingers up into her hair and getting a good, firm grip.

She whimpered in response, her body tensing for a moment. He briefly thought that she really did just want nice, gentle sex, but then she made a noise that sounded almost like a growl, and he felt her hand at his thigh and her fingernails digging against his flesh.

His cock throbbed at the intense arousal of the situation.

"You can do this," he thought. "She likes it rough, so be rough."

He tightened his grip of hair and pulled, thrusting hard at the same time. His cock slammed home just as she gasped in pleasure and surprise.

"Fuck... baby," she groaned.

He felt an aggression building within him that he hadn't felt before. The desire to bring her pleasure mixed with it and seemed to heighten his senses, as well as his need to give her exactly what she wanted.

He pulled on her hair as he moved the two of them to their knees. She didn't resist in the slightest, abruptly moving with him as soon as he'd started the process. Her hands slapped down on the bed, and she arched her back as he took another handful of her hair in his other hand and drew it tight. His cock was plunged completely inside of her, and he felt her soaked pussy sucking at his immensity.

Withdrawing for just a moment, he slammed back into her, pulling on her blonde locks and causing her to cry out in pleasure.

"Grggggghhh," she blurted, followed by, "Fuck... yes!"

Again he pulled on her hair, his aggression boiling by that point, slamming hard into her. Again and again he repeated the move, her yelps of pleasure unhindered and echoing in her bedroom as he hammered into her pussy.

"Oh..." she gasped.

He slammed hard into her, letting one of his hands release the bundle of blonde locks and reaching down to grab her arm. Pulling it, he pinned it behind her back and renewed his grip, latching onto it and pulling in time with his hair pulling and thrusts.

"... my..." she cried out.

He let go of her hair entirely and wrenched her other arm back, laying it just above the first one and gripping both in his hands. Gritting his teeth he pulled and thrust at the same time, hammering into her and building up speed. Sweat slicked his brow and dripped down his face, stinging his eyes, but he barely noticed.

"... fucking..."

He looked down at her pristine flesh, the ripple of skin from her perfect ass cheeks coursing up to her voluptuous, womanly hips as a convulsion of flesh swallowed the length of his cock. She shuddered visibly, both of her legs shaking along with her arms.

"... Gggggooood!" she screamed.

A violent contraction gripped the flesh of his cock as he slammed in again and he had to pause, marveling at the sheer intensity of her orgasm as her cunt ferociously bore down on him. Still holding her aloft by her arms, he dismissed the notion of resuming as she shuddered again and again.

After a few more moments, her pussy finally relented, and she gasped loudly. He felt her flesh release his length and began to plunge back into her. He felt his own orgasm building and picked up speed, lifting her higher as he hammered again and again. His biceps bulged and he began to lift her up, but only slightly.

High pitched yelps echoed off her walls as he pounded her from behind, the sweat from his brow dripping down his face. Her own orgasm seemed to be ever-lasting, as she continued to gasp and contract down on his cock as it plunged in and out.

Lifting slightly higher as his arousal reached its zenith, he looked down and saw her violently squeezing both of her perfect tits, the image forcing him over the precipice and causing him to explode deep inside.

"Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out, collapsing down to the bed as he released both of her arms and fell down on top of her, the power of his own orgasm causing his head to spin. He thought he might pass out, but only for a moment.

Somehow managing to stay inside her, he moaned and cried out in pleasure as he continued to fill her still-quaking pussy. Finally, his orgasm slowed, followed shortly by hers, the two of them collapsing into bed and fighting to catch their collective breath.

Barely conscious, he managed to roll off of her before collapsing back into the soft mattress and closing his eyes. His breath came in ragged gasps, his chest heaving and heart pounding. Vaguely aware of his lover, he felt her slide into his arms, then felt her lips kissing his face, neck, and chest.

"... so fucking good..." she said, the other words lost to the haze he was in.

The bed shifted and for a moment he thought he heard another voice. The new sound caused him to swim back toward full consciousness.

"Get out of here!" Candy hissed.

He opened his eyes and looked around. Candy was looking toward the doorway but quickly looked back at him once he'd started to move.

"God, baby," she said. "I'm still shaking."

He smiled. "So... you enjoyed that?"

A shiver ran down her entire body and she crushed her lips against his, her arms clutching at him and pulling him tight against her. She broke the kiss a moment later though, her gorgeous eyes boring into his.

"Don, I know this might sound like a line, but... that was the best sex I've ever had in my life."

He laughed at the notion.

"I'm not kidding," she said, her tone growing serious.

"It wasn't too much?"

"God no," she said, a shiver coursing through her as the words left her mouth. "It was... fuck... perfect."

"Good," he said simply.

She kissed him again, her hands working over his skin with affection. He pulled her closer and she laid her head on his chest, staring at him but not speaking.

He watched her as she looked at him, neither speaking for long minutes. That was definitely a good thing, though, at least in his opinion. He wanted to tell her that he loved her, but knew that it was way, way too soon for that.

"I can't be this lucky," he said eventually.

She smiled. "I keep thinking the same thing. It's too soon for me to feel this strongly about you. I keep thinking you're going to reveal that you're moving to France or something that would take you away from me."

He sighed deeply, smiling, and again felt the urge to tell her that he loved her, or at least that he was falling for her.

"I... I keep wanting to say things," he said. "Things that... let's just say that it's way too soon for either of us to be thinking."

"Definitely way too soon," she said. "I mean, I can't be falling in love this quickly, right?"

He felt a surge of happiness at her confession, smiling at her as he brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead.

"I certainly shouldn't be feeling what I do either," he said, settling for that though he'd wanted to say much, much more.

"Right," she said, smirking at him. She lifted her head slightly. "I don't love you," she said, scowling.

"Good," he said, chuckling at her. "Cuz I don't love you either, baby."

She leaned in and kissed him intensely, then broke off the affection and stared deeply into his eyes.

"Liar," she whispered, smiling tenderly.

His own smile returned, and he felt a wave of happiness overtake him that he hadn't felt in years. It felt right. It felt good. He felt... complete.

"This is crazy," he said.

"It is," she agreed, tracing an invisible line across his cheek with her finger. "But I don't care. I don't know if I've ever been more sure about my feelings."

"I know what you mean," he said. "I know how I feel about you."

She giggled, then moved to sit on top of him. His cock had diminished of course, but he still felt moderately engorged, though it would have required some definite attention to get it back into working order.

"Say it," she said, grinning mischievously at him and tracing lines across his chest with her fingers.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Say it," she repeated, this time with more force.

"You say it," he said, reaching up pulling her back down to his chest, kissing her briefly as she giggled.

Smacking him in the chest a few times, she scooted back into a sitting position and gave him a wary look.

"Fucking say it," she said, grinning and raising a single eyebrow back at him.

"You fucking say it," he told her, his fingers briefly finding ticklish spots in her ribs.

She cackled and squirmed, collapsing down on top of him before he stopped. Her mirthful expression brought him happiness, and he softly caressed her cheek. The urge to tell her hit him again, and he was about to succumb to the desire when she spoke.

"I love you, Don," she said quietly, staring at him with intensity. "I know it's too soon and I know it's crazy. I don't care. I've never been more sure about it. I love you."

"I love you, Candy," he said. "I wanted to say it when we were staring at each other like some ridiculous teenagers."

She giggled at his words, even blushing a little.

"I haven't felt this way in a long, long time, but I know what it is. There's nothing else in the world that it could be. I love you."

She smiled, her eyes glistening with emotion.

"You okay?" he asked, smiling softly at her, but knowing that she was.

"Yeah," she said, a single tear working free. "I was scared to tell you. I was so terrified that you'd run."

"I'm not going anywhere," he said, brushing the tear away.

"Good," she said. "I don't have to hunt you down that way."

He laughed, briefly tickling her ribs again.

The two continued to enjoy each other in bed for another half hour, being affectionate and talking quietly about their situation.

"So you own the house you and your boys live in?"

"Yeah," he said. "Paid it off two years ago, or there abouts."

"That's impressive," she said. "This is a rented house. I mean, it's fine for now but I definitely don't want to keep renting places."

"Better than an apartment, I suppose," he said.

"Each has advantages and disadvantages," she said. "What about marriage?"

He looked over at her, chuckling. "Are you asking me?"

Her eyes widened briefly before she smacked him gently in the arm. "No, dummy. I'm asking if that's something that you'd consider in the future."

"If I meet the right girl I suppose."

She rolled her eyes at him, smirking as she did so.

"You're definitely the right girl," he said a moment later, not wanting to spoil the mood. "And yes, I would definitely be open to getting married again someday."

"Good," she said, smiling at him, then added, "me too." She sighed after a few seconds and slid from his grasp.

"Leaving me so soon?" he joked.

"Well, I know we said that we weren't going anywhere, but I've got to go to the bathroom and we both have to work."

"True," he said, chuckling at her for a second before sitting up and turning to put his feet on the ground.

After briefly stretching, he stood and stretched, his arms reaching for the sky and then outward and down. A flash of movement from the door caught his attention but he didn't see anything when he looked over and dismissed it as a figment of his imagination.

Walking to the other side of the bed, he looked up as Candy emerged from the bathroom. After a quick kiss, she went over to her dresser and began to pull out some clothes.

"Gonna take a quick shower if that's okay," he told her. "I've got to get to work."

"Of course," she said, offering him a smile. "Want some breakfast? Coffee?"

"Sure, thanks," he said, standing and heading into the bathroom.

He looked around the clearly female-centric bathroom and chuckled. There were dozens of things that he didn't know the name of strewn all over the counter, as well as half a dozen different bottles of soap or shampoo in the shower.

Shaking his head in amusement, he turned on the water then hopped in and started to do a quick wash. Not wanting to spend too much time in the bathroom, he quickly finished and got out. Looking around for a towel, he found one draped across a half-full clothes hamper and proceeded to dry himself. Wrapping it around his waist, he found that it was a smaller sized towel and wasn't quite large enough to tuck very effectively, so he had to hold it with one hand.

Entering the bedroom again, he saw that Candy had left the room but figured that she was probably in the kitchen making breakfast. Clutching the towel around himself, he started for the door leading to the hallway but looked up in surprise when it suddenly opened.

"Hi Don," Cass said, Candy's youngest daughter.

She smiled widely, her eyes wandering over his still slightly damp form and down to the barely concealing towel at his waist. She had his clothes in her hands and held them out for a moment, grinning wider as she did so.

"Mom asked me to bring you these."

"Uh, th... thanks," he stammered, desperately holding the towel in place.

She giggled at him, then turned and sat them down on the bed.

"Need help getting dressed?" she asked, grinning mischievously.

"Cassidy Renee!" Candy called out from the hallway.

She entered a few seconds later, one eyebrow raised, a smirking expression on her face, and a cup of coffee in each hand.

"I'm just kidding!" the young woman said, giggling.

Don's heart was damn near beating out of his chest. He looked over at Candy cautiously.

"I'm sorry about her," she said, rolling her eyes.

She offered him one of the cups of coffee as Cass turned and walked to the bedroom door.

"You're going to give him a heart attack," she said, turning back and glaring at her daughter. Cass paused at the doorway.

"I'm surprised you both didn't have one last night," she said. "Or this morning! OH BABY!" she cried out and burst out laughing again.

"God, I'm going to sell you for parts if you don't get out of here," Candy said, pointing with her free hand.

"Hey, it's not my fault you two were going at each other the moment you walked into the house. I was just trying to be nice and bring your boyfriend his clothes."

"Oh, I'm well aware of what you were trying to do, young lady," her mother said.

"Can you blame me?" she asked. "After the stories Jessie told and the noise you two made last night..."

Don was three shades of crimson by that point and simply turned and looked at Candy helplessly.

"I'm sorry," Candy said, blushing a little herself. "Cassidy... Renee..." she said, the words holding clear intention in the tone of her voice alone.

"Fine! I'm sorry Mr. Reynolds," Cass said, rolling her eyes.

"Ooout," her mother said again, kicking the door as the young woman giggled and stepped back.

He continued to stand there, one hand holding the coffee and the other clutching his towel.

"Again, sorry about her," Candy said. "She's such a little shit sometimes."

"I heard that," Cassidy yelled from somewhere else in the house.

"Good," her mother yelled back. She smirked and looked back at him. "I'll have a talk with her."

Tentatively, Don brought the coffee up to his lips and took a sip.

"Seriously," Candy said. "You clearly didn't do anything wrong. She's rotten and likes to get a rise out of me."

He relaxed a little and chuckled. "Well, she's caught us fooling around before, so I guess it's par for the course."

"It's bound to happen again," she said. "I'm not saying that you're going to need to get used to her seeing you naked, but if it happens, don't be surprised."

He nodded. He was still a little weirded out about it, but Candy was apparently fine with it, so he didn't let it bother him. Taking a healthy sip of coffee, he nodded appreciatively at her as she looked on inquisitively.

Setting the mug on a coaster on her nightstand, he turned and moved to retrieve his clothes that had been shucked off the night before when they'd started disrobing each other from the front door.

He smiled as he thought back to the previous evening, then again when he thought about the fun they'd had an hour before. It had been so damn good that he'd practically passed out.

He suddenly recalled hearing Candy talking to someone and the hints of another voice. Sudden realization hit him, and he looked over to where she'd been standing, but she'd disappeared again.

Pulling on his pants and jeans over the underwear, he decided to come back for the rest after talking with Candy.

Leaving the bedroom, he went down the hallway, intending to join her in the kitchen. He paused just before emerging from the hallway though, hearing Candy talking to her daughter.

"Are you trying to scare him away?" Candy's voice.

"I'm sorry, momma," he heard, assuming it was Cassidy.

"I know, honey," Candy said. "I really like this guy. I don't need you complicating things and watching us have sex or sneaking into the bathroom to sneak a peek at him."

"I'm sorry," Cass said. "I only saw a little, though."

There was a moment of silence.

"Honest," she continued. "Okay, fine, I saw him completely naked, but I wasn't doing it on purpose!"

"Uh huh," Candy replied.

He heard the younger of the two giggling.

"It's not funny," Candy said, though he could hear the mirth in her voice. "Stop laughing."

"You stop laughing," Cassidy said.

"He's going to be in here any minute," her mother said. "Can you please try and behave yourself?"

"No," Cassidy said, laughing even louder.

Don took a second to compose himself, knowing that he had to enter the scene eventually. He had no idea what he was going to say, though. Thinking fast, he decided to return to the bedroom and put on his socks and shoes, hoping it would seem like he hadn't been eavesdropping. As he turned, though, he froze, his eyes widening as he saw Erin standing in her doorway, a huge grin on her face.

"Hi Don!" she called loudly.