Little White Lies Ch. 11

"Well... my girlfriend and I went to dinner one night with Vicky and her husband, and they broached the subject with us. It's complicated, but Vicky and I are intimate with her husband's approval as well as my girlfriend's. There's reasons behind it, but that's something you'd have to talk with Vicky about." He paused, feeling the need to clarify something. "But... nothing ever happened between Nicole and I... you know that, right?"

"Huh? Oh... yeah... I know that. I'm sorry if that freaked you out just now. When she showed me this video, we had a long talk. I know I can be paranoid about stuff sometimes, and I know how much Nicky fuckin' hates it. I actually do trust her, though."

"Good," Dex said. "I'd never try and do anything with her like that," he assured the man.

Chase smiled. "Yeah, no worries man. Between you and I, I've been thinking about trying to see if she'd let us fool around with another couple, but I'm still not sold on the idea. Regardless, I don't think she'd go for it."

Dex was surprised by the revelation but didn't say so, instead he chuckled and nodded in a supportive gesture. "Yeah, it's not for everyone, honestly."

"True," Chase replied. "So, tell me... you get to fool around with her often?"

"Vicky? Once a week usually. She feels the need and gives me a call."

"Goddamn, you lucky bastard! What I wouldn't give to have those gorgeous lips around my dick," he said. "She's ridiculously good, isn't she?"

Dex chuckled and shrugged again but didn't deny it.

"And so, your girlfriend is just cool with it? I mean... she's actually happy with you fucking Vicky and not just... saying she is?" Chase asked.

"Yeah," Dex replied. "Honestly, she might like it more than I do. She keeps setting me up with her friends and stuff. It's pretty crazy."

"Jesus you're one lucky asshole," Chase said, grinning widely and sitting back on his desk in amused silence.

After a few seconds, Dex began to wonder if he should leave or if Chase was going to prod him for more info.

"Well shit, I guess I better let you get back to it. I just wanted to see if the rumor was true."

"Just... don't say anything to anyone else. I don't know how much Vicky wants it known," Dex told him.

"Shit, if I said anything to anyone besides you, my ass would be grass," he replied. "No worries there."

"Thanks," Dex said. "I'll catch you later."

"Alright Dex. Catch ya later. You're doing good work man. Keep it up!"

Thoroughly weirded out by the whole conversation, Dex immediately went to Vicky's office and had her call Nicole in. As soon as both women were present, he explained what had happened.

"Ugh... that dumbass," Nicole said, covering her face with her hands.

Vicky was amused though, seemingly unbothered by the fact that Chase knew she was having sex with Dex.

"What did you tell him?" she asked, looking at Nicole.

"Ugh... that idiot," Nicole said again. "Nothing! I mean... I showed him the video Monday night in bed, and he got really horny. We ended up fooling around. He acknowledged that he'd been an overly jealous prick and apologized but kept pressing me for details. He kept wanting to know how good you were at sucking dick and I was like, 'Chase, how the hell would I know that?'"

Vicky giggled, then turned and looked at Dex. "What did you tell him?"

Dex looked at her but didn't reply.

"Oh, come on, I know he asked you," she said.

"Yeah, of course he did but I didn't tell him. He asked me and I was about to say that I couldn't say anything, and he said, 'Don't say anything if she's really good.' So... I didn't."

Vicky grinned widely. "Damn right I am!"

"You might need to tell him to shut up about it if Vicky doesn't want it known around work," he said.

"I will," Nicole said. "I'm sorry, you guys."

Vicky, still thoroughly amused by the whole affair, didn't seem to care in the least. "It's fine!" she said. "Hell, you can let him watch the next time I get the urge."

Dex sighed in amusement. "I'm going to go back to my desk," he said. "Bye girls."

"Bye lover!" Vicky said, waving playfully.

"Bye Dex. Sorry again," Nicole added.

Returning to his desk and resuming his work, he was able to knock out another easy fix on one of his tickets before lunch. As he was putting in his time and closing the ticket, his desk phone buzzed again, and he saw Vicky's name. Frowning, he picked up, figuring that he'd have to decline a sex invitation since Jessie was coming by.

He picked up the phone and said, "Hey Vicky. I'm about to meet Jessie for lunch. What's up?"

"You've got to see this before you do," she said. "I promise you'll like it."

He chuckled and hung up the phone after telling her he was on his way. Locking his computer, he headed off to Vicky's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in," she called, and he quickly entered, but didn't shut the door.

"Hey baby!" Jessie called out.

He laughed, stepping in and seeing that she'd apparently already snuck inside.

"I came by to visit my friend!" she said. "I offered to buy her some lunch too, but she's meeting her hubby."

Dex moved to hug and kiss her, then saw Vicky standing to leave.

Pulling her purse onto her arm, she looked over at them as she moved to the door. "You guys can eat here in private. I hate the breakroom."

"Thank you," Jessie called. "See you soon!"

As soon as they were alone, Jessie kissed him again, then pulled him over to the couch. After handing him his sandwich, drink, and chips, she grabbed her own from the bag she'd brought in and they began to eat.

"So... did you enjoy last night?" she asked.

He smiled. "I did, very much. You?"

She nodded emphatically, pausing to swallow the bite she took when he responded before replying.

"It was pretty hot," she said. "Were you okay with everything this morning?"

He nodded, smiling at her comfortingly. "Yeah, I was. I am. John and I had a moment where we were able to talk. He asked if I was good with it, and I basically gave him the go ahead."

She smiled. "I'm so proud of you baby. If you aren't okay with it, I totally understand. I mean... I know I'm flirty but, I can control myself."

He laughed, despite his attempt to stop himself from doing so.

"Hey... I can!" she protested.

"I have no doubt that you'd try, babe, but if you really stopped being flirty, you'd stop being 'Jessie,' and that would just be a crime. I'd never want to ask you to change for me. Not like that."

Her expression changed then, and she looked like she'd just fallen in love with him all over again. "Aww... baby," she said. "That's sooo sweet."

"I mean it," he said. "I love you and that means that I love all your little quirks and qualities."

"I love you too," she said, looking like she might burst from happiness.

After a second of looking at him with adoration, she finally took a bite of her sandwich and took a moment to chew and swallow.

"What about you?" he asked, taking a bite of his own. "How do you feel about it?"

Taking a few seconds to get a drink, she adopted a pensive look on her face while she thought about his question.

"Well, if you mean the fun last night, it was awesome and I'm hoping we can do it again. But... if you mean my flirty tendencies and being able to control them better... I don't know."

"No, I don't mean it that way," he said, shaking his head. "Did you like that John was able to do more with you?"

She smiled immediately at him. "Oh... yeah, of course! I love being able to..." she put her hand up to her face for a moment, her lips pursed... "give pleasure to other people is the best way to put it, I guess. You know that."

"No... I know," he said, feeling like he wasn't explaining himself adequately. "Did you... God... this sounds so damn arrogant." He paused, trying to find the right way to phrase it. "Did you like how I let John play with you?"

Her smiled widened. "That was probably the most exciting part about it," she said. "I knew you could see what I was doing and what John was doing. You were letting me misbehave and were watching it happen. Then after, it was even hotter because you trusted me to leave the room with John and didn't make me come back in or get upset or hurt. Like, I kept thinking that you could be imagining all the different things you were letting happen to me and it was making you so horny, then that turned me on even more!"

The two fell quiet then, eating together as he thought about all the exciting parts of the night before, Jessie seemingly doing the same.

"What about you?" she asked finally, gathering up the trash from lunch and tossing it all in Vicky's waste basket. "Did you like seeing me with John?"

He felt the smile come to his lips, the image of her getting hammered by John coming easily to his mind. "Yeah, I did. It was pretty hot watching that happen, but I still want us to be careful. I'm glad it all happened like it did. I had fun, you had fun, no feelings got hurt. I just... I've been feeling a little weird about things lately."

"How so? Is everything okay?" she asked, her concern clear.

"Yeah, I'm okay. We're fine, honestly. Its just that..." he sighed, trying to find the words again. "We're both young," he said finally. "I'm 21, you're 20, and I know that I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

He hadn't intended to get the "I love you all over again" face from her, but that was her immediate reaction. Figuring that pressing through to his point was the best course of action, he kept talking. "We're doing all this freaky stuff and I just don't want us to drift apart, you know? I don't want for you to be bored with me in five years."

"Oh... honey," she said. "That... is not going to happen."

His expression showed that he obviously wasn't convinced.

"It's not a completely crazy concern, though," she said. "I can see how other couples might get bored with each other." She flashed him a cheesy smile and cross her eyes, causing him to laugh and pull her back down to the couch for a kiss.

"So... how do we prevent something from happening that's not going to happen anyway?" she asked.

He knew what he wanted to do for her but had realized that she might take it the wrong way. Taking a moment, he chose his words carefully before speaking.

"I have a plan, but I need you to just listen until I finish, okay?"

She nodded, an amused expression coming to her face.

"There are so many reasons why I love you so damn much. I love how ridiculously sensual you are. You walk in the room and every person there, man or woman, wants to know you better, wants to get close to you, wants to just... exist with you in their lives. That's like... the base reaction for anyone that I've seen while I've been with you."

She looked like she was going to say something endearing to him, but then clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from talking.

Chuckling, he continued. "I love that you consider flirting a very broad term. It's oddly hot that you're so willing to let people be so free with you. So... don't think that when I tell you my plan, it's because I'm wanting to change you, or to keep you from being yourself."

She smiled but didn't say anything.

"I love that you're flirty. I know that you're a really good judge of character, otherwise something terrible would have probably happened to you with how freely sexual you are. So, the fact that you're flirty with people is really hot to me. And I love that you're so sexual with people. I've been tentatively cautious about it in the past, but after seeing it in person last night, I've gotten past that. I realized that... you aren't being flirty for your own ends. You aren't letting some guys grab your tits and like... spank your ass or whatever because you like it. That's like... a bonus for you. You let that happen because you love the feeling you get when someone is enjoying you, whether that's sexually or not. You aren't doing it because you like the feeling of actually cheating on someone, or because you're trying to hurt me for some reason. It's really just because you love being able to give people pleasure."

He saw that she was still forcing herself to stay quiet, but that she still had the happily amused expression, so he continued.

"So... I love that you're so happy to fool around and get dirty with people. I promise, I'll never ask you to change that as long as we're both still happy that it's who we are as a couple. What I'm saying, in a very long and drawn-out way, is that I want you to keep doing it. I want you to have fun with other people, other guys. I love thinking that you might have an impulse to go shower with my dad or sit on your boss's face or give one of our friends a blowjob at a party while I'm not around."

The last set of examples made her giggle, and he paused to enjoy the sight and sound, before kissing her.

"Can I talk yet?" she asked, a playful look on her face, almost as if she were enjoying the idea of him not letting her speak. He nodded and she continued. "I just wanted to say that it's so incredibly sexy and sweet that you know me so well. You... hit the nail on the head with most of it. But I have to ask, you like the idea of me being like... old Jessie with people?"

"Yes," he said honestly. "I want you to be yourself."

"With anyone?"

"Well, I wouldn't say just anyone. I know you've got a good sense of people, like I said. I mean... anyone you've gotten flirty with in the past is kind of a moot point, right? It's like... a free pass with them. You did things with them before, so I figure that it's fine to be flirty with them again. You've already obviously decided that they were a good person, so you know that they'd be okay to get 'Jessie' friendly with. For other folks you seem to find yourself in a 'flirty' situation with, I expect that you'll use your best judgement as you always have."

She smiled widely and moved to kiss him, but he stopped her with an upraised hand.

"But I think it's important for us to agree on one or two things."

She looked at him curiously again but didn't say anything to clue him in to what she was thinking.

"First... you can play and flirt, but you save your pussy for me. Is that something you can agree to?"

She looked even more aroused but nodded emphatically at him.

"If we're like... having fun with other couples and I'm there with you, that rule doesn't apply, obviously."

She nodded again. "Obviously."

Happy that she was understanding and seemed to be all for it, he considered telling her about Donna's request for Jessie's role over at the apartment.

She'd asked him to let her and John play with Jessie however they wanted, save for John fucking her in the pussy. The idea was that whenever John and Donna got the urge to fool around, Jessie was free for the taking, and would be so any time of the day, within reason. Donna had come up with a few good ideas, detailing rules that Jessie would have to follow, and in the end Dex had agreed. To be honest, the whole thing was incredibly arousing, and he couldn't wait to hear about how bad she was being.

Eventually he decided that he'd let the gorgeous brunette surprise her with her new rules and continued. "Second... I want some proof of how bad you're being."

She seemed surprised by that, and maybe even a little confused. "Proof? How..."

"I want you to take pictures when you think its appropriate, or text me that you're getting flirty with one of our friends, or that you already did or are planning to. It's no fun if I can't enjoy the shenanigans you're going to get up to."

She giggled, then finally kissed him again.

"How does that all sound?" he asked.

"I love it," she replied. "It's good that you put it like you did, though."

"Oh?" he asked. "Why?"

"Well... if you'd said no fucking, I don't consider a few minutes of someone in my pussy to actually count, so I might have broken my boyfriend's rule."

He laughed and could honestly say that he completely agreed with her assessment.

"Good point," he told her. "So... you understand the idea? Friends get the free pass... be yourself... good judgement."

She giggled and nodded. "I get it baby. I love you so much for talking this out with me. Are you going to let me show you much I love you tonight?"

He sighed and gave her a sympathetic frown. "I wish I could babe. I've got a huge test coming up and I have to buckle down and study. I don't know if I'll be able to see you until Friday evening."

She frowned. "But... if I'm naughty one day this week, how will we enjoy the pictures I'm going to take if you don't come and punish me each night."

"Hmm... torture you with my cock and such?" he suggested.

"Mmmhmm," she confirmed with a smile on her face.

"I'll see you Friday and you can show me if you have any. I just hope you have something to show me. I mean, it's not like you can expect to get dirty with anyone at work. I don't want you to get fired and there can be some unsavory people. I guess I can expect to see a video of you letting John play with your tits, or like... you jerking him off and stuff. I doubt you'll have much of an opportunity to be naughty with anyone else."

She giggled, then raised an eyebrow as regarded him. "Is that a challenge?" she asked, sounding almost shocked. "Or do I hear the beginning of a bet?"

"Oh... I don't think we should bet just yet. I don't want you to lose."

Scowling playfully and shaking her head at him, she leaned in and gave him a kiss before standing.

"I better let you get back to work," she said. "Plus, I have my first real shift coming up."

"Gonna shake your titties at some poor old man?" he asked.

"No... I work at a restaurant not a strip club, you perv," she replied.

"Mmmhmm," he said skeptically.

"Besides, my titties shake regardless of what I'm doing," she said, doing just that to accentuate the point.

"Are you trying to give me a boner?" he asked as he watched her orbs briefly jiggle back and forth.

"Always," she answered.

Leaning down, she kissed him deeply before helping him to his feet. Walking her to the front door, he kissed her a final time, then waved as she hopped into her car to leave.

"Love you!" she called out, just before the car door closed.

"Love you!" he mouthed at her.

Turning, he went immediately back to his desk and got back to work. Hopefully he was going to be able to leave work on time so that he didn't lose any precious study time.

*****

Jessie

She couldn't have been in a better mood. She felt like the luckiest girl in the world. First, her wonderful boyfriend had said all those extremely sweet and surprisingly insightful things about who she was as a person, and second, he'd told her that he wanted her to be her normal, naughty self!

Practically giddy with happiness, she knew she had to find an outlet for her sudden overabundance of energy, or she'd have a panic attack or something. Dex and Don's house always had something she could clean or do for them, so she quickly turned to head that way to get started.

Happy to find that Don was working from home, she went and said hello to him before stripping down out of her clothes and going to straighten up the house.

"You know, Spitfire, you don't really have to keep cleaning nude," he said, coming downstairs to take a break and ogle her as she jiggled around the house and did her chores.

"You suddenly decide I'm hideous?" she asked, not slowing her pace.

"Of course not," he said. "I'm just saying, we're supposed to be behaving around each other and you're not making it easy."

She giggled. "I told you before Papa, you can always jerk off if you need to. I'm not going to stop cleaning naked for you." She stopped short as she clutched a bag of trash in one hand and looked directly at him, seeing that his eyes were on her rump.