Little White Lies Ch. 04

"Vicky," Nicole said. "Stop!"

"I can't," she said. "Just a little suck," she begged. "Please Nicky!"

Dex continued to stare downward in shock but didn't move. Her lips and teeth had pulled his pants open and she had bitten the front panel of his boxers, moving them down until the tip of his cock had slipped over the edge.

"Fuck," she whimpered as Nicole finally managed to pull her back. Dex watched in amazement as she pulled hard and practically threw her into a chair. The blonde looked up from staring at Dex's cock and glared at Nicole.

"Vicky," she said. "You have a husband and we were just supposed to convince him to come over tonight."

Vicky glared at her, then settled her gaze on Dex's cock. He moved his hands down to start to put it away but was almost afraid to move for fear of upsetting the delicate balance of calm that had finally settled over them.

"I should know better by now than to come here," he said, sighing. He turned without saying another word and pulled his zipper up. Buttoning his pants, he opened the door and went back to his desk, ignoring Vicky's pleading and Nicole's repeated calls of "Wait!"

*****

Jessie

Work for Jessie was relatively normal. Mr. Murphy had her come in and show him that she wasn't wearing panties, and then made her sit on his lap for a little bit. He could be pretty flirty at times, but he seemed to not know how to really flirt. She figured she might have to show him how some time.

Dexter's birthday was getting closer and she still hadn't picked out any gifts for him. She'd decided to go ahead and get a tattoo, but that was going to be later in the week. She definitely wanted to pick out some slutty lingerie for him but wanted a man's opinion. She could have used John if he'd been in town, but he was still out working in the oil field.

Don would suffice, she figured, and today was as good a day as any. She texted Dex right after work and let him know that she was taking Don out gift shopping. Dex sent back an "Okay," and an "I love you."

She didn't bother texting Don, but just drove over to the house right after work. Climbing out, she briefly thought about putting on panties, but remembered that she'd left them with Mr. Murphy, having playfully draped them around his neck as she sat on his lap.

She giggled when she thought about the way his fingers stroked her thigh or tickled the sensitive flesh of her buttocks. Hopping out, she went inside and looked around for Don. She found him in his office, hard at work on something.

"Hi there, Papa!" she said, giving him a pet name on a whim.

He looked up, chuckling. "Papa?"

She giggled. "You call me "Spitfire,"" she pointed out. "I just wanted a nickname for you."

"Hey there, Spitfire," he said, grinning at her.

"Hi Papa!" she said again, laughing.

She came around then and pulled his chair out, plopping herself down in his lap. Turning, she moved her legs between his and looked at him directly.

"Are you going to be done soon?" she asked.

Don smiled. "I can be done now. What did you need?"

She felt his hand on her thigh, cradling her and holding her so she didn't fall off his lap. Snickering to herself, she looked at him sweetly.

"Dex's birthday is in two weeks and I still need to get him a gift," she said. "Plus, I want to have a little swim party if you don't mind."

Don smile and shrugged. "No, that's fine. Do we need to go find something tonight then?" he asked.

She smiled and hugged his neck. "If you have time, I would really appreciate that." She turned more, her thigh moving upward and settling down on his crotch.

He grunted then, closing his eyes. She giggled, looking down as she felt his erection pressing into her thigh.

"Aww, Papa has a boner!" she snickered. She looked down again and pulled at his pants button, popping it open and looking down inside playfully. "Do we need to take care of it before we leave?" she asked. Without waiting for him to respond, she moved off his lap and turned to face him, sitting on his desk. His eyes went to her skirt and her bare pussy that was showing when she lifted it for him.

He groaned, staring straight at it.

"You can jerk off right on my pussy," she said, smiling sweetly. Don groaned, but shook his head, buttoning his pants back up. "Just give me a minute," he said, standing and heading to his bathroom.

Jessie giggled, sliding off his desk and following him to the bathroom. He closed the bathroom door and a few seconds later, she heard him peeing. She giggled, opening it again. Walking in, she smiled as he sighed and shook his head at her shenanigans.

He quickly finished what he was doing and turned, grabbing his wallet and keys from the nightstand by the bed. Sliding his cellphone into his pocket, he turned and looked at her.

"I'm ready when you are, Spitfire!" he said.

She smiled widely and walked over to him and then past, walking down the stairs and to his truck.

"So where am I taking you?" he asked.

She smiled. "Well, I'm looking for something really naughty," she said. "I know there's that adult shop on the northern side of town, past the city limits."

He chuckled. "That place is a little scary," he said. "You sure you wouldn't want to look somewhere online or at the Mall or something?"

She shrugged. "I just figured that they'd have some kinky stuff out there. You're not worried about going, are you?"

He laughed. "No, honey," he said. "I don't mind going there if you don't."

She smiled widely. "Off we go then!"

The trip out to the store didn't take too long, and Jessie talked politely with Don. She tried to stay away from risqué topics since they were going to look at sex paraphernalia anyway. She didn't think Don needed to be aroused before they even went in.

The building it was housed in was actually a lot bigger than Jessie realized. She giggled when she saw an old man go in, turning around and looking to see if anyone was watching him. Smiling, she hopped out and walked around to meet Don as he got out.

She grinned playfully as they went in, seeing Don's mild discomfort and enjoying the thought of the playful torment to come. Walking in, she was greeted with a second door with a big sign saying: "Absolutely No Minors Permitted."

She opened that and was greeted with a glass counter top display case on the left side and a bored looking young man leaning on it. The case itself had a bunch of little things like key chains and charm bracelets, all sexually flavored. Looking around, she saw a bunch of shelves of items, sexual in nature. There was a large wall with a bunch of different dildos of every size, shape, and color she could imagine.

Turning, she felt Don beside her and reached out, grasping his hand. For the next thirty minutes or so, the two walked around, holding hands and looking through the items. She browsed through stacks of dirty movies but didn't look long. Eventually she had a small stack of items that she thought Dexter might like.

"What about lingerie?" Don asked. "Do we need to go to the Mall?"

Jessie smiled. "They've got some in that other room," she said, pointing to a hallway. There was a smaller room with clothing racks holding some decidedly racy lingerie.

He chuckled. "You can go check some of that stuff out if you like," he said. She giggled and pulled, dragging him toward the door to the lingerie room, pausing at the front counter and looking at the guy standing behind it.

"Can you hold that stuff for me, sir?" she asked, smiling sweetly. He nodded, grinning.

They entered the room and she smiled. "This is the kind of stuff I like," she said. They spent about ten minutes browsing before she'd picked some out. "Too bad they don't have a changing room, or I'd try some on for you."

Don chuckled.

"Wait," she said, grabbing his hand and walking back up to the counter. "Hi, I'm Jessie," she said, smiling sweetly at the young man. He was handsome and looked about her age. He had a name tag on that read, Steve.

"Steve," he said, smiling widely at her.

"I'm going to be buying all of this stuff," she said, "but I also want to try on these and make sure they fit."

Steve nodded. "We usually just let people use the video booths down the back hall."

She smiled and looked at where he had nodded. There was another hallway that she had thought just led to the storage area. Smiling, she winked and took the clothes, pulling Don with her. Walking down the hallway, she looked in the booths that were open and saw a video screen and a chair, along with a roll of papers towels and a trashcan. She giggled, walking down the hall and looking in the others. Only one seemed to be in use, and she went back to the first one.

Stepping in, she closed the door and stripped down to nothing but her shoes. Slipping the first set of lingerie on, she stepped out and smiled when she saw Don's wide grin.

"Wow," he said.

She looked down. It was red and lacy and had a lot of straps. Her nipples weren't visible through the fabric, and she liked the way the panties were separate but looked like they were attached to the garter belt. Grinning, she turned, seeing Steve coming.

"What do you think?" she asked.

He smiled and nodded. "Super hot!"

She grinned and spun, hopping back in the booth to change again. She came back out in a white number that you could see her nipples through. It was a little easier to get in to and she liked the feel of the fabric. Smiling, she smoothed it out and looked at Don. He had an obvious erection but was trying to hide it. Turning, she saw Steve still standing around, pretending he was working. She giggled.

"I'm an exhibitionist, Steve, sweetheart. You can look all you want." She grinned and waved him over.

She modeled the outfit for the young man as he came over, spinning around for him and playfully bending over.

Don chuckled and nodded toward the video booth. "You've still got one more to try on, Spitfire."

"Oh yeah, thanks Papa!" she said, winking at him.

Turning, she pulled the other one on. It was a naughty black number that had open cupped breasts and was crotch-less. Giggling, she opened the door and stepped out, both men smiling widely. Steve's eyes were devouring her, as were Don's. He smiled and shook his head, gesturing toward the booth again.

"We better get going," he prompted. She smiled and nodded. Turning, she went back in and noticed something that she hadn't before. There was a small sliding panel in the wall to the booth next door. After she got her clothes on, she opened it and saw a small hole. Curiously, she looked through and saw just another wooden panel on the other side. She stood up and looked out, seeing Steve still hanging around.

"Steve, honey," she said. "What's this for?"

He looked in and saw what she was pointing at, as did Don, who laughed.

"Seriously?" Steve asked.

She continued to look at him questioningly.

"It's a glory hole," he replied.

She turned to look at Don and asked him, "What's that?"

He chuckled.

"Here," Steve said, moving into the booth she was just in. He moved over and stuck his crotch up against the hole.

Jessie grinned and moved to the one beside it, stepping in. She giggled and moved the panel, seeing Steve's blue jeans.

"So, guys just stick their dicks in?" she asked.

Don chuckled, taking the opportunity to step into the third booth.

"No, the girl or guy will usually open the panel and stick a finger through like this," Steve explained. She saw his finger extend and then wiggled back toward him in a "Come here" motion. "Then, if you were the guy, you'd stick your dick through if you wanted a blowjob."

"Oh!" Jessie said. "Oh, how fun! She turned and slid Don's panel to the side but saw that he hadn't slid his. "Open yours up, Don!" she said. He did so and she giggled, seeing his face on the other side.

"Ideally, it's a woman doing the sucking," Steve said. "You really never can tell though, but I guess that's part of the excitement."

Feeling playful, she stuck her finger through Don's glory hole and he laughed. "Come on," she said, waiting. "I wiggled my finger now you have to stick something through! You aren't doing it right."

She turned and saw Steve had stuck his dick through without hesitation but had apparently gotten nervous or shy and had retracted it. "Steve!" she whispered after dropping down to put her face near the hole. "I didn't wiggle my finger! You better hope Don doesn't catch you!" She was greeted with the tip of a penis making its way through the hole again, and she giggled.

"What's that?" Don asked.

She turned. "I'm just waiting on you to do it right! It's just flirting Don!"

He didn't relent though, and she could see him pacing back and forth, obviously having some kind of internal argument. "It's only a game Don!"

"I shouldn't," he said quietly. "This just... just feels wrong," he said.

"Okay," Jessie said, leaning over and pouting at the edge of the hole. "I'll behave."

Turning, she looked at Steve's cock. It was definitely smaller than Don's and Dex's, but as she'd told people before, she'd never met a cock she didn't like. Reaching up, she grasped him with her hand and started stroking. Turning, she wiggled her finger through Don's hole again, but all he did was grasp it and squeeze. She heard him say something but couldn't quite understand.

She didn't want to forget about Steve though, and spit in her hand after a few seconds before returning to stroke his cock. He certainly didn't last long and started cumming pretty quickly. He grunted as a stream shot out and landed on the floor near her.

She giggled, letting his cock go and turning to face Don's hole completely. "Last chance, Papa!" she said, practically putting her lips through the hole. She heard him groan, but then heard him turn and open the door on his side.

She frowned, stood, and left the tiny room, glancing left and seeing Don, and then right to see that Steve was behind the counter again. She winked and put a finger to her lips before Don noticed, and then walked up to the counter.

"Don't tell Don," she whispered as he came up behind her.

Steve smiled and tried his best to look bored.

Jessie giggled, seeing Don finally come up behind her, smiling and trying to hide his erection. He pulled out his wallet and handed Steve his credit card.

"It's on me," he said.

Jessie shook her head. "Don, I didn't mean for you to pay for all this!"

He chuckled. "Nonsense. I'm happy to."

Don and Jessie quickly finished the transaction and Steve put their stuff into a couple of big bags.

"Bye Steve!" she said, waving playfully. She practically skipped on her way back to Don's truck, she was so happy. "I mean it, Don. You didn't have to pay for all of that."

He chuckled and lifted his arm for her to lay on as she scooted over next to him. "You've not only brought happiness to my son, but you've brought happiness to me and have improved both of our lives so much. I'm still not even close to being even with you."

She smiled, then turned and kissed him on the cheek. "That's very sweet, Papa," she said. "I just really wish that you would have played that glory hole thing with me!" she added.

He smiled. "That's probably not appropriate," he said. "I'm twice your age, and you're dating my son. I shouldn't have done any of the inappropriate things I've done with you since my son introduced you. I'm surprised he's still talking to me."

She giggled. "Oh, Don, you're so silly! You saw him at the pool over the weekend. You know he was watching us flirting from his window, right? He saw us and came and fucked my brains out. He didn't look angry to me!"

Don nodded, chuckling. "No, I guess you're right about that. Still, it was inappropriate of me to do that. I had to leave; I felt like a third wheel."

She giggled. "We've got to work on your shyness and this guilt you have," she said. "You're never going to get to have any fun with me and my friends if you're so uptight!" She smiled and leaned into him, sighing happily. "Oh, did you ever message that lady?" she asked, looking up at him.

He smiled. "We've been talking a bit, here and there."

Jessie clapped excitedly. "Oh, how fun!" she said. "When are you guys gonna go on a date? I wanna make sure both of my guys are getting some action!"

Don smirked and shook his head, then shrugged. "We're just feeling each other out right now," he said. "She's been pretty honest with me and said that she's talking to another potential match right now, so I'm being patient."

"Well," Jessie said, smiling at him. "If you need to jerk off again and want someone cute to look at, you know where to find me!"

Don shook his head, sighing. "You're not going to stop until you give me a heart attack, are you?"

Jessie giggled. "You're so funny Don."

After making him stop and let her hop out and get wrapping paper, gift bags, and tissue paper, they continued home and brought all the goodies inside. Don quickly excused himself from her presence and retreated to the relative safety of his room.

Smirking to herself, she shook her head.

"He really just needs to relax! It's not like he even touched me or tried to have sex with me! Why would Dexter be upset about that? All he did so far was jerk off near me and jerk off on me!" she thought, shaking her head. As she sat there thinking about Don and his silliness, she began separating out the gifts and looking through them.

"I mean, John has been known to push the boundaries with his flirting while I make breakfast, but it's not like I'm cheating on Dex. It's not like that's a big deal!" she thought. Jessie knew that some people had hang-ups about that type of thing, but that's what she loved about Dexter. He knew that cheating involved having sex with someone and that meant intercourse. Little bitty accidental penetration didn't count, either. Why would it?

Dexter had been there when she gave John a blowjob, but she didn't consider that sex. It was a blowjob, for Pete's sake! He'd obviously been fine with that and he didn't even like John all that much. Not to mention, the entire train of thought that was careening through her head was due to Don being stubborn old goat! Why would Dex ever get upset at her being flirty and taking care of his old man?

She growled in audible frustration, then realized that all her thoughts were serving to get her irritated. She glanced at her phone, wondering why Dex hadn't made it home. She shrugged, figuring that he'd had to work late.

Looking back at the gifts she'd finished organizing, she spent the next twenty minutes wrapping and getting them nice looking before she went and looked for Don. He was at his computer desk, working when he called her in.

She smiled and poked her head in. "Got somewhere I can hide these?" she asked.

He looked up and smiled, then nodded. "We can put them in my closet," he suggested. "Will that work?

She grinned and nodded back. Turning, he walked across the room and opened his closet door, then walked to the end and stopped as she followed behind.

He moved a box over and reached for one of her packages, pushing them up on a shelf and then adding the rest. After they'd finished, she smiled and thanked him, moving close and looking straight up from in front of where he was standing.

Feeling flirty, she stood there looking up at him as he started to move toward the door, and she had a momentary impulse to give him a nice, flirty kiss, but the moment passed and he left the closet. Still, she wasn't about to let him get away without a proper thank you, so she followed him as he went back to his desk. He'd obviously not expected her to be right there when he sat down, and he pulled his head back in surprise, then laughed.

Without warning, she slid into his lap, her legs straddling his and her arms going around his neck. Grinning, she leaned in and tried to kiss him on the lips, but he held her back with his hand against her collar bone.