by Lexi Archer
Yeah, I could imagine they were staring at her. I’d seen Amy and she was a pretty enough girl, but she didn’t have anything on Reese and her good looks or her perfect body. Reese had the kind of face and figure that drew eyes no matter where we went, and Amy just couldn’t match up. That the guys were staring at her instead of another guy was definitely adding to the moment, though, even if it wasn’t exactly a fair competition.
“So you won the dare, then?” I asked.
“I guess you could say that,” she replied.
Damn. I couldn’t believe it. She’d flashed her tits to the guys at her work. A couple of weeks ago I probably would’ve been pissed off if I heard that, but now it just turned me on even more. My cock was painfully hard in my pants and I felt like it would just take a little bit of contact to push me over and have me blowing my load. I didn’t want to do that yet, though.
“So is that all that happened that night? Just you and Amy flashing the guys?”
“Yeah, that’s pretty much all that happened that night. It was dead so I ended up going home pretty soon after that. You know how it gets when there’s nothing to do.”
I did know how it got when there was nothing to do. The only problem was I remembered having a conversation with her a week ago where she hadn’t gotten off early at all. This different version of events had me very curious, and it seemed from the way she was smiling she hadn’t even realized she’d given herself away.
Not yet, at least. I planned on taking care of that.
No, there were still some questions I wanted answered. She’d just told a very fun story about flashing the guys at the pizza place, but that still didn’t explain why she’d called and told me she couldn’t come hang out with me that night. It didn’t explain her coming back to her dorm room with another guy, assuming what Angela told me was true.
I had a feeling I was about to catch her in another lie, and strangely enough it was the lying more than anything else that was pissing me off. Which I guess was only natural considering how turned on I got about the cheating.
“So you say the place was pretty dead that night?” I asked, trying to sound as casual and nonchalant as possible.
“Well yeah,” she said. “It was so dead that I started flashing some of the drivers because they asked nicely. I’d say that’s a pretty quiet night.”
“No rush or anything that night?”
Reese laughed. “Nope, and thank goodness! That would’ve been so embarrassing if someone walked in and saw what we were doing! The owner is usually pretty hands off late at night on the weekends, but I’m sure that would’ve gotten back to him at some point.”
“Huh, that’s really interesting,” I said.
“Why’s that?”
“Well I could’ve sworn you called me last weekend and said you were so busy that you had to work later than usual. I seem to recall staying up late playing video games and not getting to see you. Do you remember that?”
“Oh, well, um…”
“Yeah, that night I thought you really were working late and now you’re telling me that not only did you flash those guys, but you didn’t work late and ended up going home early,” I said.
“Well if I called and told you it was late then…”
“Nice try babe, but Angela told me about you showing up with another guy that night. At first I thought she had to be making that up, but now I’m not so sure,” I said.
“She did? That bitch!”
“Maybe she did, maybe she didn’t,” I said, though it suddenly occurred to me that it might not be a good idea to throw Angela entirely under the bus like that. She’d been good enough to tip me off, after all, and even if I wasn’t sure what her motives were at least it didn’t seem like they were malicious.
“Either way, you just gave yourself away by the way you answered that question.”
“You tricked me!”
She glared at me and I grinned. Good. Let her think I was just being clever, not that Angela gave something away. Maybe that would make living in the dorm room of betrayal a bit more palatable for Angela.
Odd that I was starting to think of her as the sane roommate in this equation.
“So do you want to tell me the rest of what happened that night? And maybe go over what happened last night after Aiden chased me off?”
Reese sighed and glared at me one last time, but she could tell that I had her. I resisted the urge to grin at her. No, I had her and I wasn’t going to give anything away. I even readjusted so there was no worry of her noticing my hard on.
Reese opened her mouth and started talking, and I leaned forward in anticipation wondering where this was going. Dreading it even as I hung on her every word loving every bit of her confession.
9
Confession
“I didn’t think it was going to be that big of a deal. The owner called and asked how everything was going and then he said I could go if I wanted to. I guess he figured there was no point in paying one of the delivery guys either because he told Aiden he could go home as well.”
“So naturally he offered you a ride home, huh?” I asked.
That sounded like the kind of thing he’d do, and why not? She’d just flashed him, after all. I’m sure for a guy like him that made it seem like he had one hell of an in with her, and I guess the fact that I was listening to this story and knew how it ended in an alley last night meant the guy was probably right.
“Well yeah, and I figured it wasn’t a big deal or anything. He’d given me rides home before and nothing ever happened,” she said.
Interesting. Very interesting. She’d never told me about him giving her rides home before either. Why would she, though? She knew how annoyed I got when she talked about those guys flirting with her. I would’ve blown my stack if I knew she was getting rides home with one of those guys. It made me wonder how long this had been going on and what else I didn’t know, because up until now getting her to admit anything had been like pulling teeth.
“So were you ever going to tell me that you were getting rides from him or was that something that was just going to stay a secret forever?”
Reese fixed me with an annoyed stare. “Come on John. You know how you get when I just talk about those guys hitting on me at work. I never would’ve heard the end of it if you knew I was getting rides from them. It’s not like you ever had anything to worry about!”
She stayed like that for a moment with her mouth open and I regarded her with an annoyed stare of my own. I couldn’t believe she’d just used that old line on me all things considered. It took her a couple of ticks but then she realized what she’d said and she at least had the good grace to blush.
“Right, I guess you did have something to worry about. Sorry about that,” she said.
“Yeah, just please don’t ever use that line again.”
“Anyways,” she said, loud enough to talk over me. “We went out back behind the pizza place to get into his car and he told me he wasn’t going to let me into his car until I flashed him again.”
“Classy guy,” I muttered.
“Yeah, well, I guess you just had to be there. There was a sort of energy passing between us after everything that happened in the pizza place. I’m not gonna lie. I was turned on by what was happening. I felt guilty and I thought about you, but I was so hot that I don’t think I could’ve stopped it from happening even if I wanted to.”
“So you didn’t want to stop it from happening?”
Reese blushed and looked away. “Am I horrible if I say no?”
Was she horrible? Fuck no! I wanted her to flash every guy who came up to her and asked! I was so hot thinking of her showing off the goods to that guy, as fucked up as that sounded. Of course it’s not like I could admit that to her. She’d think I was even more fucked up than she was, and I had a feeling that would change both the balance and the topic of conversation when what I really wanted was to keep hearing about her indiscretion.
“Let’s hear the rest
of the story and find out,” I said.
“Right, so I was already kinda turned on and I figured I’d just go with it, so I flashed him.”
I thought back to what I’d seen the night before. There’d been two very distinct flashes that she’d done which echoed what she’d done in the pizza place. First a flash playing hard to get where she’d kept her bra on followed by a second one where she gave away everything after he begged her.
“So what kind of flash are we talking about here?” I asked.
Something about the way she looked at me made me think she thought I was fucking weird for asking for that level of detail, but in the moment I didn’t give a damn. I needed to hear every detail because with the intensity of the feelings running through me as a result of this fantasy I was going to need everything recreated in perfect detail before it went into the permanent spank bank.
“What are you talking about?”
“Bra or no bra?”
There was that weird look again. A pause where I wondered if she was going to tell me. Then she opened her mouth and cocked an eyebrow.
“Why are you asking for all these details?”
“Does it matter? I want to know exactly what happened.”
Reese shrugged. “I just flashed him with my bra. I figured if he was going to be an asshole then I wasn’t going to give him exactly what he wanted even if it was kinda hot the way he was asking me for it.”
“So is that it?”
That couldn’t possibly be it. The schedule didn’t jive. She said she got off of work early but she hadn’t called me until much later. Something had to have happened between when she got off work and when she was actually dropped off at her dorm that made it too late for her to call me and come and hang out. I desperately wanted to know what it was that caused that delay that resulted in Angela cryptically mentioning another guy dropping her off the next morning when I stopped by.
Reese sighed. “No, that’s not all. I got into the car with him and I figured he’d take me straight to the dorms like he always did, but it seemed he had other plans.”
I clenched my hand in a fist at that. That sounded suspiciously close to the sort of behavior that would require me to track this guy and really beat the shit out of him. The kind of behavior that couldn’t be excused by me being turned on by the idea of Reese cheating with another guy. Only Reese must’ve noticed the way I was clenching my fists because she giggled and shook her head.
“Ease up stud. It was nothing like that.”
“Yeah? Then what did happen?”
“Well he was driving around and I realized we went past my dorm. I asked him what the hell was going on and he said he’d drop me off as long as I paid the toll.”
I rolled my eyes again. I could already see where this was going. I had a pretty damn good idea just what the toll was for him to drop her off at her dorm.
“And I suppose this wasn’t at all creepy either?” I asked.
“Not really. The way he was looking at me was so hot. The way he was being so persistent kinda got me going, if I’m gonna be honest.”
“So I guess you paid the toll then?”
“Well not right away, but he ended up pulling off in an abandoned parking lot. I told him he was being naughty and I had a boyfriend, but I don’t think he really cared. I was so turned on that I really didn’t care in the moment, but I did feel bad about it after.”
After. So she went through with it. She flashed her tits again, and if they were in a secluded parking lot something told me that’s not all that was going on.
“So that’s all that happened?”
“Well I might have let him feel me up just a little bit, but not as much as what you saw last night. I realized what time it was and that you were going to be pissed off so I made him take me back to my dorm. I called you while we were on the way back and it was really fucking hard to keep him quiet!”
Now that was an interesting added wrinkle to the entire situation. It definitely wasn’t something I was expecting. The entire time she was talking to me last week she was in another man’s car after flashing him and letting him feel her up. It certainly explained the lag between her leaving the pizza place and getting home later.
Talk about hot! I knew I should’ve been angry, I know I should have probably been dumping her or threatening to beat up that Aiden guy or any of a hundred more rational responses to finding out that my girlfriend had just basically been cheating on me, but in that moment all of the anger melted away to be replaced by something that burned just as brightly. A burning desire to see more of Reese doing this sort of thing, and to see her doing it in person!
And in that moment as she told me everything I realized that I didn’t care. I didn’t have any shame about this. Who cared how I was supposed to react? At the end of the day I felt the way I felt and there was nothing wrong with that. So what if other people would think I was crazy for getting hot thinking about my girl with another guy? Other people didn’t have this fantasy and so it’s not like they could understand.
Still, it was something that was definitely going to have to be kept quiet. The only people who could know were me, Reese, and maybe Aiden if I was able to convince her to go along with taking this fantasy to its natural conclusion. And Angela, I guess, since she was already tipping me off and sort of acting like my partner in crime.
I probably should have been more concerned with her cheating on me and lying, but the obsession had taken a firm hold on my erotic imagination at that point and any sort of halfway rational thought was being crowded out by the idea of seeing Reese doing something with Aiden. It was being shoved to the side by thoughts of what they could’ve done that night if she hadn’t realized how late it was and that I would be pissed off if I didn’t hear from her soon.
“So that’s everything that happened?” I asked.
“Yeah, that was everything. No more lies.”
I had a feeling that wasn’t the case. I had a feeling that if Reese could think of a way to make herself look better in this situation she would take it. She’d already proven time and again that she was willing to bend the rules as long as it took some of the heat off of her, but again I didn’t give a fuck. All I could think about was her with another man. His cock sliding in and out of her.
“So does this mean we’re going to break up?”
I paused and thought about that for a moment. Breaking up with her was the last thing I wanted to do, but if we were going to stay together then it was going to involve a new set of rules for our relationship. I realized that I was going to have to be careful with how I rolled this out. Sure she’d already basically cheated on me, but at the same time I wasn’t sure how she would react to me essentially giving her a hall pass to fool around and have fun with other guys. Would she think she’d just hit the boyfriend lottery? Or would she think that I was a wimp who didn’t deserve her because I was willing to let her fuck other guys? Would she think that I was just angling for a chance to get with another girl or have a threesome?
I suppose the only way to find out for sure was to just talk to her. To use my words and admit how I felt.
“Honestly? I think the idea of you with Aiden is fucking hot,” I said.
There. It was out there. I told her how I was feeling. I’d revealed my dark fantasy that had been the real reason I was sneaking around and trying to find evidence of her infidelity. And apparently that wasn’t the answer she was expecting because she blinked and stared at me for a long moment. She cocked an eyebrow, opened her mouth to say something, then closed it again. Apparently my crazy revelation had rendered her speechless.
Good, because that was about how I felt when I realized that she might not be entirely faithful to me. Let her be the one who was really off balance for a moment.
Then a grin spread across her face and I felt a profound sense of relief. Whatever happened, however we decided to deal with her infidelity and the revelation that it really fucking turned me on, that grin told me that i
t was going to be okay. Complicated? Hell yes, but at the end of the day we were going to be able to work it out.
And suddenly a change came over Reese. Suddenly she was leaning down which gave me a nice view down her shirt which just reminded me of how incredible her tits were and what a treat it must’ve been for that Aiden guy to finally get to see them. Thinking about how turned on he must’ve gotten thinking about my girlfriend’s tits added to the feedback loop running through my head and the fantasies that were already running out of control.
An image of Reese leaning back in his car as he leaned over and started feeling her tits.
An image of him running his hands down between her legs, only this time he was able to actually reach the goal instead of being interrupted like he was the night before.
And then it hit me. The night before. She told me everything that happened between the two of them that first night a week ago, but there was still one hell of a big hole in her calendar from last night after I was chased off. She said she told me everything about what happened a week ago, but that had included one hell of a convenient whopping lie of omission that ignored the thing I wanted to hear about the most, and I’d been so worked up, so clouded by arousal thinking about him feeling her up in some secluded parking lot on campus, that it completely left my imagination.
Yeah, I guess I was right. She was definitely going to lie if it would serve her purposes. It was going to get pretty exhausting to try and keep up with that, but more than anything I wanted to know what happened. More than anything I wanted to continue where this was going with her crawling over me and me leaning back on the bed as she started to grind against my cock.
So what the hell? Was she still lying? Sure, but I figured I could still have some fun catching her in that lie and maybe incorporate it into some fun this afternoon even if it did have me seriously wondering about the long term prospects for our relationship.