Little White Lies Ch. 18

Little White Lies

Chapter 18

Dex

Tuesday night at The Double D...

He laughed as Bryce grinned at him, the two having just finished teasing and flirting with Toni.

"See what I mean?" Bryce asked. "You got what it takes."

"I appreciate that," Dex said with grin.

After watching Toni flirt at the other end of the bar for a bit, Dex took a sip of his beer and began to think back to the previous weekend.

Jessie appeared then and hastily put in a drink order before bouncing excitedly over and snuggling herself up in between the two.

"So, still getting along?" she asked, her expression mischievous.

To Dex it looked for a moment as if she wanted the two of them to fight over her or something.

"Of course," he said. "We've been screwing around with Toni a little bit."

"Just don't her fired, baby," she grinned.

"Well, not that kind of screwing around," he clarified.

"That's good. You guys saving that for me?"

She turned and looked at Bryce pointedly.

"Hell yes," he said. "I can't wait to feel those lips on me again."

She bit her lip as she grinned at him, leaning over a bit as she stared for a few seconds.

Turning back, she looked at Dex and pouted a little. "So, are we going have some fun with your new friend and his girlfriend soon?"

"Hell yes," he said, turning to look at Bryce. "You wanna bring Alex over to my place sometime this week?"

"Sounds good," Bryce stated. "You off Friday sugar-tits?"

Jessie giggled and nodded.

"I think Alex is free then," he said. "That work for you, boss?"

Dex grinned and nodded. "We can probably still get away with some late evening swimming since the weather still isn't too bad, though I think I might need to convince my dad to invest in a hot tub."

"Ooo, I love that idea!" Jessie gushed.

She turned and looked at Bryce, then back at Dex.

"Something wrong, gorgeous?" Bryce asked.

She bit her lip playfully and sighed in a very exaggerated manner.

"I don't really want to have to wait until Friday to have both of you inside me, that's all." She looked back at Dex with a pouty expression. He nearly burst out laughing at her ridiculousness. "While I'm definitely looking forward to Friday night, I was hoping that the three of us might be able to have some fun tonight."

"Oh really?"

He raised a single eyebrow at her as she wiggled in place, looking back and forth between the two men a few times. He definitely didn't hate the idea. His girlfriend was always fun, there was no doubt about that. But he'd also just spent the evening trying to be more confident and brash. Telling her no might be good exercise. He had a sudden thought, though, and grinned even wider.

"I think I'm about to head home," he said, drawing an immediate frown from her. "But," he added, her face brightening quickly, "my new friend here can certainly have some fun with you tonight if he wants."

He could see the arousal building in her eyes and in the way she was staring at him. He turned and looked at Bryce confidently and grinned, then looked back at Jessie.

"In fact, any time you or Bryce want to fool around, you're more than welcome to do so," he said. He turned to look at the other guy as he continued. "If you want to fuck her spoiled little brains out when you see her out with friends or something, you have my blessing to do just that. Just keep sending me pics if you do."

"Deal," Bryce said. "Same goes for you and Alex, my friend. You have my blessing as well."

The two men grinned at each other again, then briefly clasped hands.

Jessie hadn't said anything since his proclamation, and just continued to stare daggers of lust at him.

He chuckled and reached out to take her hand, then pulled her close. "I'm about to pay my tab and get out of here, okay?"

She nodded, still simmering with arousal.

"I love you," he said, leaning down and kissing her.

"I fucking love you," she practically growled at him.

He chuckled, then turned and gestured for Toni. "Can I get my tab?" he asked as she looked up at him and smiled.

"Aww... but you can't leave," Jessie pleaded.

"Don't worry gorgeous," Bryce said, drawing her lusty gaze back toward him. "I'm not leaving just yet. I'm thinking that I might have to take my guy here up on his generous offer.

Jessie's breathing got even heavier, her mouth hanging open slightly her eyes boring into his.

"Damn, she's on fire," Bryce said, smirking at Dex.

Dex handed Toni his card and smiled, then turned back to watch.

Bryce had moved one hand up and inside Jessie's top, but as Dex continued to observe, he slid it back out and down, then up between her legs. Jessie grunted, spreading her legs a little more and looked over at Dex, almost pleading.

"Night baby," he said, leaning over and kissing her cheek. "Bryce," he said, clapping him on the shoulder. "I'll see you and Alex Friday, if not sooner. Don't forget my pics."

"See you man," Bryce said, grinning at him for a moment. "I'll take care of your little vixen here."

Dex grinned and turned, taking his card back from Toni and adding a tip to the receipt before signing the bottom.

Turning, he left the bar and restaurant, smiling widely all the way to his truck.

Jessie texted him about thirty minutes after the restaurant closed to let him know that she'd made it back to her apartment.

"Yeah?" he sent back. "You alone?"

"Huh? No, Donna is here, and John was still working when I left."

"No, goofy, I was referring to Bryce."

"Oh, no, we just..."

She didn't finish the text, instead she sent, "Actually, I think I'll wait for him to send you a picture of what I did."

"Mmm... good girl," Dex replied.

"Thank you, baby," she sent. "I'm going to shower and go to bed. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?"

"Deal," he said. "Say hi to Donna and John for me."

"Will do, love you!" she finished.

After that, Dex took a shower and went to bed.

*****

Jessie

Bryce's fingers wiggled against her panties for a moment before he forced them aside and rubbed around for her clit. She watched Dex smile at her and wave before he left the bar, the very idea perplexing to her.

Why wouldn't he want to stay and watch her misbehave? He could've even joined in!

Bryce was rubbing her wetness around for a few seconds before he plunged a finger deeply inside. A few seconds later, he popped his finger out and brought it up to his own mouth.

"Mmm," he said. "Yummy."

She smirked at him, forcing herself to calm down.

"You better get back to your tables," he said, his voice deep and commanding.

"Mmm, probably," she said, sliding away. "Don't disappear on me."

He didn't respond, only winking as she took the drink that she'd put in for one of her tables and made her way back over to the nice couple that had ordered it.

Smiling sweetly at the two as she set it down, she went about making her rounds. She was going to head back over to the bar to flirt with Bryce some more but found that she was busy right up until close.

Finally finding a moment to head back over, she saw that he was gone. Frowning, she went back to her section and finished her closing duties, then went to gather her stuff from her locker.

Once she'd gotten it all together and stuffed into her bag, she grabbed her keys and phone finally going to clock out. John's loud voice could be heard easily throughout the kitchen and the other employee areas, but she didn't have time to go and deal with saying goodbye properly to him and all that would possibly entail.

Heading out the door, she smiled when she saw the truck that she'd seen Alex and Bryce fucking in previously, and Bryce himself standing in front of it.

She giggled excitedly, looking around briefly as he stood there waiting.

"Hey," he said simply.

"Mmm, do I approach the strange guy in the parking lot trying to look all cool and mysterious, or do I just go home? I think my momma warned me about situations like this."

Bryce laughed but didn't respond to her playful jab. Instead, he stood there staring, waiting for her. She smirked at him, thinking that she might just go home without sucking his cock and teach him a lesson! She keenly recalled Dex telling Bryce that he could "fuck her spoiled little brains out" whenever he wanted, though, and knew that her leaving just wasn't going to happen.

Tentatively, she started toward him, her heartbeat quickening as she approached and saw his smile widen.

"What's the matter?" he asked. "Are you afraid of me?"

She cocked her head at him as she approached, but then shook it "no".

"Good," he said, smiling his stupidly cute smile at her. "I might come off as a prick, but I'm a good guy."

"Oh?" she asked, stopping about a foot away from him. "Aren't I the one that's supposed to be the one to decide that? Besides, I don't think Alex would be dating you if you weren't."

"Fair enough."

He raised a single eyebrow at her.

She giggled at him and stepped over toward his truck. She heard his heavy footsteps following behind her, then felt him move in close, his arms moving around her shoulders as she stepped over to the driver's side door. Warm lips pushed against the nape of her neck, gentle brushstrokes against her skin every few seconds.

The tenderness of his lips gave her pause, and she had to steady herself on the door of his truck for a moment. Bryce wasn't finished though, and continued to decorate her neck with soft smooches and playful nibbles while his hands moved up and around her body and freed her breasts.

Fingers quickly found her nipples, pinching roughly and eliciting a gasp of surprise as she pressed both hands on the window of his truck. She felt herself pushing backward, the firmness of his erection easily noticeable against her rump as she endured his seduction.

"As much..." he stated, his lips only briefly pausing their quest to nibble and peck at every morsel of skin on her neck.

She groaned, forcing herself to wait for him to do what he wanted and not reach back to take his cock out. Dex had told Bryce that he could have her when he pleased, not the other way around.

She wasn't going to disappoint her boyfriend.

"...as I want..." Bryce continued, one of his nipple-pinching hands moving down to scrounge around in her panties for a few seconds before finding their way deeper, dragging along her trough and causing her to shake for a moment as pleasure course through her.

She quivered again a moment later when he found her clit and began to punish it delightfully, his fingers driving her arousal higher and higher.

"...to have you..."

She felt him move the persuasive digit away from her nub, then gasped in pleasure as he pushed inside her, easily making its way deeper and deeper, her arousal squelching rudely in its wake.

"...oh... fuck it..." he groaned.

She heard a zipper behind her and nearly cried out in anticipation.

The back door to the restaurant opened and closed as an unseen person left. The two of them looked up quickly, scrambling to put themselves back in order. Jessie saw a couple of the other waitresses leaving, murmuring quietly to each other and heading away from she and Bryce.

She looked back at him, smirking.

He sighed, and a moment later the two of them were laughing at the situation and their predicament.

"So... what was that you were saying?" she asked, turning around and looking up at him.

She glanced down briefly and saw his cock was still out, throbbing with intensity and bobbing up and down at her. She reached out and took it in her hand, squeezing and taking hold with the other as well.

"Well, I was going to tell you that I wasn't going to fuck you just yet, but you're too fucking sexy and I couldn't hold back."

"Aww..." she pouted. "That's kinda sweet."

"I mean, I'm still not going to fuck you," he shrugged. "At least until Friday."

"Well," she said, dropping her bag to the ground at her feet and sliding down to kneel down on top of it, "I guess I'll just have to try and take your mind off of it."

The bulbous, angry head slid between her lips and she sighed in happiness for a few seconds, clutching it safely just inside. She brought her hands back up to his length as she began to suck, stroking and looking up at him.

"Jesus," he grunted. "You're fucking good at that."

She winked at him without slowing her efforts, determined to make him cum. She thought that she was going to have to stop to remind him about taking a few pictures of her being dirty for Dex, but then he seemed to remember and pulled his phone out.

"Fuck... that's it gorgeous," he said, thrusting against her lips and pushing her head back against the door of his truck.

She felt the head of his cock pushing against the back of her throat, trying to push through. She fought to control her gag reflex but was just about to lose the battle when he relented and eased back.

"Good fucking girl," he praised, sending a jolt of pleasure racing through her at the words.

His free hand was hanging limply at his side while the other clutched at his phone, his hips thrusting in time with the bobbing of her head. He'd forced her hands out of the way when he'd tried deepthroating her a few moments earlier, so she slid them back around his shaft and resumed pumping. Her lips slid back and forth along a few inches of his cock, her hands grinding back and forth along the rest of it.

She continued to look up at him, waiting for him to raise his hands to the back of her head. She figured that he'd try that next, since he wasn't able to force his cock down her throat the other way.

As she'd expected, he did so a few strokes later, the free one sliding to the back of her head and starting to gently pull. She wriggled her head back and forth helpfully, forcing him as deep as she could, then tried to get him to slide completely inside.

It was no use, she figured. Just like Dex, he was too large to deepthroat her easily. She'd have to be in a much more relaxed state and laying down to be able to get him all the way.

He seemed to realize that it was a lost cause as well, his hand moving back to his side as she resumed working him over.

She heard him taking a picture every few seconds, glancing up to smile or wink as she stroked and sucked.

"Fucking hell you're good," he groaned, his head lolling back. "You're going to have to let me take over though, gorgeous. I'm going to cum all over that pretty little smile of yours and take a picture for Dex."

Jessie whimpered pitifully as the foulness of the thought drove her arousal to new heights.

"Fuck..." he groaned again, "too fucking good..."

She whimpered, wondering if he needed her to stop, but then cried out in surprise as warm, delicious, succulent cum flooded into her mouth. She quickened her strokes, latching her lips just around the crown of his cock as it pulsed again and again inside them.

Two, three, four times she swallowed before he finally slid free. Her tongue slathered out, drawing in more of his goo as she leaned forward and slurped at his cock head again.

"God..." he grunted, swaying backward.

She giggled when his cock popped free as he stumbled back a few steps.

Standing, she reached down and shouldered her bag, then ran her tongue along her lips to try and find any more remaining cum that had been missed.

He staggered in place a few more seconds before haphazardly trying to shove his cock back inside his jeans. She could have helped him, but it was funnier to just watch him struggle.

He seemed to recover pretty quickly though, and managed to get himself put away before anyone caught them.

"Jesus, thank you, sugar-tits," he said.

"As long as you got a good picture and send it to my boyfriend," she told him.

"Shit, count on it," he said, stepping close and leaning down to kiss her on the forehead. "See you Friday?"

"Count on it," she said, grinning at him before stepping to the side and moving around him.

Without another word, she left him standing there as she walked to her car, hopped in, and drove home.

***

Once back at her apartment, she parked and grabbed her bag before heading inside. Tossing it down just inside the door, she kicked it closed behind her and turned to see if Donna was home.

There was an empty bottle of wine on the kitchen table and a half-eaten plate of food, but no sign of her roommate and best friend. She briefly knelt and retrieved her phone from the bag, then stood to head to the bathroom to shower but saw Donna coming out of her room holding another bottle of wine, this one still having a little sloshing around in the bottom.

"You're not him."

Her tone was accusatory, and though she was swaying back and forth, her eyes managed to focus on Jessie as she gazed at her piercingly.

"Hi," Jessie said, smiling at her as she came over and almost tackled her in a sloppy hug. "Been drinking, have we?"

"Jush a smidgenen," Donna said, stumbling back. "Where's Deshk?"

"Deshk is at home," Jessie said, smirking at her.

This news caused Donna to stand still for a few seconds, then roll her eyes and turn completely around, almost smacking into the wall as she tried to make it back to her room.

Jessie sighed, shaking her head. She went to her room to text Dex and let him know that she was home safe and sound. After a brief messaging session with her man, she kicked off her shoes and work skirt, finishing by opening the tie on her top and letting both ends of it slip down. Turning, she stepped out of her room and glanced over at Donna's open doorway.

"Not tonight," she said to herself.

She loved her roommate, but she didn't enjoy dealing with Donna when she was that drunk.

She turned to head to the bathroom, feeling the stink of the day permeating her every pore and needing a shower to feel feminine again. She stepped through the door and flicked on the light before reaching in to turn the shower on.

The thunk of an empty wine bottle hitting the floor echoed from Donna's bedroom. Jessie glanced over as she hooked her fingers in her panties and pushed them down her hips, kicking them off as a louder, heavier thud followed the first.

Donna muttered something unintelligible. Jessie slid her top off as her roommate crawled into view. She made her way over to the bedroom door and pulled herself up, swaying as Jessie eyed her with mild irritation.

"Are you okay?" she called.

Donna nodded wildly, which caused her to lose her balance and forced her to lean into the door, causing it to bang against the wall with a thud.

She briefly thought about going and rendering aid, but Donna had done this to herself.

The sound of the door opening caused Jessie to breathe a sigh of relief. John was home and she knew that he'd take care of his girlfriend.

She reached in and felt the water, adjusted the temperature a bit, giving it a second before stepping in. John's footsteps stomped closer as she began to wash.

"Deshk?" Donna called out.

"No, dork," he called out. "What the hell? Been doing some drinkin' again?"

Donna said something that Jessie couldn't understand, and the rest of the conversation was lost as she began to try and get clean. After a relaxing twenty-minute shower, she hopped out and dried off, glancing over and seeing Donna's door closed.

Satisfied that Donna was in good hands, she went to her room and shut the door before climbing into bed.

*****

Dex

Wednesday at work, Dex began to wonder what would happen when he spoke to his boss again. He'd expected some kind of feedback from Chase, or maybe Nicole about the weekend, but he hadn't heard a peep. It made him a little uneasy. He began to question if there would be a new dynamic between the two. Would Chase get weird about things? Would Nicole? He didn't think that she would let her husband do something drastic like letting Dex go or anything, but he didn't know that for sure.