by Lexi Archer
Well, she might’ve had a cheating bone in her body last weekend. I hated myself for thinking of that pun even as it flitted through my head. More than anything I hated myself for getting turned on by that pun.
I really wished I wasn’t getting turned on by this idea. I really wished I didn’t have a throbbing cock as I listened to them chatting with each other. As I watched the expressions on their face as they talked.
Reese had a smile on her face. The sort of flirtatious smile she usually only had on her face when she was talking to me. I should’ve felt jealous that she was using that face with him, but instead I was just even more turned on about the possibilities that opened up. I hated myself for getting turned on by it, but there it was.
I really needed to get over being upset about getting turned on like this. It seemed like the sort of obsession that I was going to be stuck with.
Still, I couldn’t help but feel conflicted.
And the look on his face. Even when I was getting turned on by the scene playing out before me that look made me want to punch him in his smarmy face. The asshole, looking all smug and confident in his pizza delivery boy uniform as he stood there obviously looking Reese up and down in her own tight polo shirt that wasn’t exactly sexy, but Reese was the kind of girl who could wear a burlap bag with holes cut in the top and the sides and she would still look like a model getting ready for her shoot in the swimsuit issue.
She looked even more inviting, even more sexy now since she was standing there presumably flirting with another man. I didn’t know all the details yet, though. This could still be innocent. I still needed to gather more information and figure out what the hell was going on even though it was looking less and less innocent with each passing moment.
“I told you I’m not doing that again Aiden,” she said.
Not doing that again? What wasn’t she doing again? A world of possibilities was flashing through my head.
She couldn’t give him a handjob again. Visions of her petite hand wrapped around his cock in the back of the pizza joint ran through my head. Him grunting and her staring with concentration as she ran her hands up and down his cock slick with his precum and her spit as lubrication. Him grunting as he blew against her shirt and hand which is why she had to take a shower.
Or what if it was a blowjob? What if he’d been leaning against the back of the pizza place last weekend with his eyes shut in pleasure as my girlfriend got down on her knees in front of him, her mouth bobbing up and down on his cock. His hands running through her hair and guiding her up and down. Holding her in place as he finally buried his cock down her throat and started blowing his load. Or maybe he pulled out and jerked his cock all over her face, her hair, her clothes. Because she had taken that shower, after all.
Then again there was the nuclear option. What if she couldn’t fuck him again? What if the reason she was so late the night before was because they hopped into his car or something? What if the car was rocking back and forth behind the pizza joint while I was in my dorm fantasizing about just that sort of thing happening but not texting her because I didn’t want her to think I was jealous or anything?
Aiden reached out and ran his hand along her arm. If anything that simple gesture was even more of a turn on than thinking about what they might have done together last weekend. He was touching her and rather than slapping her and telling her to fuck off she was letting him. She was looking up at him with a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her face.
“Are you sure about that? Because you didn’t seem to mind last weekend, or tonight for that matter.”
Reese looked down. It was hard to tell in the darkness but that seemed like the sort of look she got when she was blushing about something. I could imagine the heat coming to her face and I just wanted one of them to come out and say whatever the hell it was that was causing her to blush, damn it!
“It was just a stupid dare, Aiden,” she said.
“Yeah? And after back here? Was that a dare?”
“That’s not fair,” she said.
My head was spinning. A dare? What was he talking about? I knew Reese wasn’t the kind of person to back down from a dare or a game when we were at a party, but how would a dare be brought up at her work of all places?
“I have a boyfriend Aiden,” she said. “I shouldn’t do that again. I don’t care how hot it was!”
“Come on Reese. All I asking is just one more time, then I won’t bother you about it ever again,” he said.
Yeah right. I didn’t know what the hell they were talking about, but I could tell that tone of voice. It was obvious that this wasn’t going to be the last time even if she did give in and do whatever it was he wanted her to do. No, that would just encourage him even more. Surely she could see that. She wasn’t an idiot when it came to men. She knew the sorts of games the guys at her work played when they were interested in a girl, and Reese had always been at the top of that list even if she never did anything to encourage them.
At least she’d always said she never did anything to encourage them. She always said that she told the guys to fuck off whenever they got too perverted with her, but if they were standing there talking about dares and what she did for him last weekend it was pretty damn obvious she’d been bending the truth just a little when it came to how she responded to those guys.
“Just one more time Reese,” he said. “One more time and I’ll never bother you again, unless we do another round of dares when things get slow of course.”
Reese sighed. She glanced around checking to see if there was anyone watching and I resisted the urge to pull around the corner and back into the safety of the alley. Moving like that would just run the risk of them spotting me, and I figured it was dark enough in my hiding spot that she wasn’t going to see me anyways.
Besides, this was too interesting to turn away from. I felt like I was on the verge of discovering whatever the hell it was they’d done.
“Just one more time,” Reese said. “Any more and I’m never doing this again.”
“Implying that you are going to do it again if I don’t ask?” Aiden asked.
“Shut up,” she said.
I held my breath. The anticipation was killing me. What kind of show was I about to witness. Was I going to see her giving him a blowjob? Was she going to fish out his cock and jerk him off right here where I could see? Was he going to press her up against the brick wall behind the pizza place and take her from behind while I watched with a rock hard cock jerking myself off because there was no way I was going to be able to keep it in my pants if that happened?
I licked my lips and stared intently at Reese. At Aiden who was standing so close to her. I wondered if he was going to lean down and kiss her. I wondered how I was going to react if it was just a kiss. Would I watch and rub my cock or would I run out there and punch him in the face like he deserved?
Reese reached down and pulled on the bottom of her shirt where it was tucked into her khaki pants. Pulled it out entirely. Her arms crossed and then she was pulling up. Revealing her stomach, revealing just below her bra, then her bra came into sight and I let out a sigh even as Aiden seemed like he was trying to burn the bra away with his vision with the intensity of his stare.
Reese pulled up over her bra, a bright pink number that covered her tits but still showed off quite a bit. It was lacy. I knew that one from experience. It was more showy than what she usually wore which made me wonder why she decided to wear something like that to work.
It certainly wasn’t because she was expecting to show it off to me. No, she’d go home to change into a sexy bra before I came to walk her over to my place if she had plans to come over and see me. The only reason she could possibly be wearing a bit of sexy underwear like that was if she was expecting to show it off to someone at work.
Someone like Aiden who was staring, transfixed, at my girlfriend’s chest. Then she was pulling the shirt back down and the view was gone. She was staring up at him and her breath was coming in deep gasps as he
licked his lips and stared at her.
“That wasn’t like what you did last weekend,” Aiden said finally.
Reese might have been breathing heavily, she might’ve been acting like she was turned on, but apparently she wasn’t so turned on that she didn’t get a little annoyed.
“Seriously? I just flash you and that’s all you can say?”
Aiden shrugged. “What can I say? When I’ve seen you in all your glory just getting half of that isn’t enough.”
“Flatterer,” she said. “I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not going to work.”
“What I’m trying to do? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Aiden said.
Incredible. Reese had just flashed a guy from her work. She’d just flashed a guy from her work! She pulled up her shirt and showed off her bra and her tits to him! And from the sound of things it seemed like she’d done a hell of a lot more than flash him with a bra last weekend. He’d seen her in all her glory. Did she show off her tits last weekend? How many people at this pizza place had seen my girlfriend’s gorgeous chest?
Earlier this evening I thought that was my unique domain. I’d fantasized about other guys seeing her naked, but I’d never thought it would become reality. I thought that was firmly in the realm of fantasy. Now that I knew it was more reality than fantasy I really wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I know I should’ve been jealous. I should’ve been angry.
But more than anything I was turned on. Damn it.
“You’re not going to give up, are you?” Reese asked.
“I didn’t say anything,” Aiden replied.
Now this was interesting. He really wasn’t pushing her or anything. If anything it seemed like he was just sitting back and letting her talk herself into doing something more. That he seemed so confident something would happen had me very interested. Almost as though this had happened before and he knew all he had to do was sit back and enjoy what Reese was offering.
What had she offered? And was she really offering it up so easily that he wasn’t even asking her?
“Fine, if you’re going to be like that,” she said.
If he was going to be like what? He wasn’t doing anything. He wasn’t poking or prodding her. He wasn’t trying to convince her to do anything she didn’t want to do.
Of course that was the rub, wasn’t it? He didn’t have to convince her to do anything she didn’t want to do, because it was pretty damn obvious from the way she was carrying herself, from the way her breath was coming in deep gasps, that she definitely wanted to do something more.
“Are you going to ask me?” she asked, a twinkle in her eye. “Because I have a boyfriend. If you don’t ask I’d just be a slut.”
“Fine, you know what I want Reese,” Aiden said. “I dare you to show me.”
That seemed to break the momentary mental barrier that had popped up in my girlfriend’s head. On the one hand I was glad that she felt a little bad about the fact that she was about to flash a guy when she had a boyfriend presumably waiting in his dorm room with no idea that she was being so promiscuous, but at the same time it’s not like it mattered considering she was throwing a loophole at him with practically the same breath that she was telling him she wasn’t that kind of girl.
That made it pretty damn obvious that she was that kind of girl. In the moment as I stared at them, willed her to drop the games and just go ahead and do it already, I was very much enjoying that my girlfriend was apparently suddenly that kind of girl.
He’d dared her, but she’d practically begged him to dare her.
Her hands moved down to her shirt again. She pulled up. Her gorgeous flat stomach came into few, rising and falling as her breathing picked up. Her shirt moved up and then she was at her bra, but her fingers hooked under her bra this time and she was pulling it up right along with her shirt. Her tits fell out, did that delicious bounce that happened every time they fell out of her bra, and then my girlfriend was standing there with her hands up over her tits which were shown off in all their glory.
I stared, my mouth open. Damn she was beautiful, and it appeared that Aiden felt the same way considering how he was staring as well. Reese was staring up at him and there was pure lust in her eyes that was obvious even from where I was standing. It made me wonder exactly what the hell was going on with her and the delivery driver, but I didn’t have much time to think about that considering how hot this was. Considering how distracted I was by my own hard on.
I thought that might be the end of it, but apparently Aiden had other plans. Before Reese could react his hands were shooting out and then he was feeling her tits! Fuck! That jealous part of me roared to life and once more I had to resist the urge to jump out from my hiding spot and beat the shit out of him. And I wasn’t resisting the urge because I was worried about an assault charge or anything like that. No, I just didn’t want to ruin this moment considering how fucking sexy it was!
From the surprise on Reese’s face it seemed that this wasn’t part of what they’d done last week. I also noted that she didn’t stop him from feeling her up, though. No, after that momentary surprise registered she squeezed her eyes shut and her chest was rising and falling under his hands.
Aiden started exploring. He started kneading her tits. Started running his hands around, playing with her nipples causing her to open her mouth and start to moan. And through it all I was staring unable to do anything but think about how fucking hot this was that another man was feeling up my girlfriend and instead of doing something about it I was trying to decide whether or not it was worth risking a public exposure charge to whip my dick out and really enjoy the show.
Reese licked her lips and it was pretty damn obvious from the way her breath was coming in gasps that she was really getting into this. Aiden was really getting into it too, and why not? He was the one who was getting to run his grubby paws all over my girlfriend’s gorgeous tits. Tits that I thought were all mine, but it sounded like she was sharing them with the guys at her work, flashing them at least, and that was assuming she wasn’t pulling the whole sweet and innocent routine behind the pizza place with other guys as well.
Only it looked like Aiden wasn’t going to be happy with just getting a feel of my girl’s tits. No, one of his hands broke free from her breasts and started moving down. My breath caught as he moved down and traced a finger along her stomach which caused Reese to shiver and let out a quiet gasp that was music to my ears.
His finger moved down, down, until it was tracing along the top of her khaki pants. My cock lurched as I saw another man’s finger tracing along territory that I thought I’d be exploring tonight when she came over to my dorm. Yeah, didn’t look like I was going to be doing any sort of exploring tonight, and I loved it.
One of his fingers moved inside her pants and her stomach twitched at the touch even as my cock jumped in my hand and I had to concentrate very hard not to blow my load right there. Already I could feel that this was going to be one of the most intense orgasms of my life, but at the same time it seemed like there was so much more yet to happen and I didn’t want to be in that weird spot where I didn’t give a fuck about anything remotely sexual for a good ten to fifteen minutes if this progressed farther than him feeling up my girlfriend.
I held my breath, wondering what was going to happen even as I had trouble believing this was actually happening. Even as I fought the urge to just go over that edge and blow my load against the wall of a dingy campus pizza place in a dark alley which would’ve been one of the most shameful loads I’d ever blown, never mind that I was blowing my load to another man feeling up my girl. I was on the edge of running out and trying to break them up before the inevitable happened, never mind that I would’ve been charging at them with my pants around my ankles and my cock swinging in the breeze which would put me at a distinct disadvantage when it came to a fight.
I didn’t need to worry about any of that, though. It seemed that Aiden going for her pants, going for the treasure tha
t was contained within, was enough to finally bring Reese back to reality. Or partially back to reality, at least. Her breath was still coming in ragged gasps, her eyes were still lidded and clouded by obvious lust, but she reached down and put a hand on his wrist. Pulled away until he was no longer threatening to violate the territory in and around her pants, though he still had one hand feeling her tit which was probably more than he thought he’d ever get from Reese.
“You can’t have that Aiden,” she said. She reached up and pulled his hand away from her tit as well, and both of us let out a sigh of disappointment in time with one another. Which was probably a good thing since I didn’t want them to overhear me standing here in my hiding place.
“God you’re such a tease, Reese. First the dare in the shop and now this…”
That could’ve sounded irritated, but the way he said it made it sound anything but. No, his voice was quiet. Reverent. That was the voice of a man who didn’t think he’d ever get the opportunity he just had to feel up an insanely fucking hot girl. Not that I could blame him for feeling that way. I wondered what would happen if one of the insanely hot girls from my work-study at the library suddenly decided she wanted to take me back in the stacks so we could re-enact a few of our favorite sexy librarian pornos.
Not that anything like that would ever happen, because unlike my straying girlfriend I liked to think that I’d have enough self control to stop something like that from happening before it even got started. True I hadn’t actually found myself in that situation, nothing beyond a little casual flirting in the library with the sexy-librarian-stereotype-defying older ladies always staring down at you over their pointed bifocals that looked like they went out of style when Eisenhower was still in office, but I liked to think I’d have more self control than what my girlfriend was exhibiting in the moment.
“Well a tease is all you’re going to get tonight mister,” Reese said, though there was a hint of something in her voice as well. Disappointment? Could she actually be disappointed that she wasn’t taking things farther?