Yes, but see if you can't turn the tables. Take her to your place.

“Let's go to our place,” you tell the nympho redhead. Nikki pulls a cell phone from her pocket. She punches a key and holds the phone to her ear as her other hand slips inside her shirt, obviously tugging at her nipple. You begin to pull up your pants, but Nikki shakes her head and you stop despite yourself. Your limp cock falls against your drained balls as Nikki begins talking.

“Yeah, Steph? I'm not coming back today. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow. Can you cover it? Awesome. Thanks, doll.” Nikki hangs up. “It's your lucky day, folks. You get a bonafide pro for a day. Now let's make sure John is hard when we get there. I want a decent ride.” Nikki's hand circles your cock, gently brushing your balls. She may have a harsh mouth, but she knows exactly what to do to get your cock stirring. Soon, after you've become suitably hard for her, she slowly strokes your dick, slightly jacking the head.

“Jess, you're sure you don't mind letting your man feel real pleasure? I mean, I'm not as good at fucking as I am at oral, but you've already felt what I can do with my mouth. Just because I'm not as good doesn't mean I'm not better than you.” Nikki's smug grin is back and despite your desire to defend your girlfriend, you begin thinking of the blowjob Nikki just gave. Your eyes flicker to the rearview mirror and you see Jess's face fall. She steals glances at Nikki's hands working over your cock and then meets yours.

“If he wants to fuck you, then he should. I've never made him cum like that.” Guilt washes over you as Nikki releases your cock. For a second you think you see pity on Nikki's face, then she sneers.

“Don't get all weepy, Jess. You told me I gave you the best orgasm you've ever had. John had to watch that. He had to watch my tongue slide up and down that sweet, tight slit of yours. Remember? He just wanted to see what I could do after your incoherent review.” You watch Jess grip her left breast as Nikki recounts her cunnilingus exhibition. Jess meets your eyes again, and you recognize the guilt on her face.

“How much further?” Nikki asks. “I'm a bit worked up, but I'm looking forward to the bed. A little more room for me to maneuver.” You tell her and she sighs. She looks back at Jess, who is still lightly rubbing her left breast, caressing it softly. “I promise I'll give you a good show, Jess. I'll at least let you get off while you watch him cum again.”

You pull into your driveway put the car in park. Nikki, making sure Jess is watching, slides your cock down her throat again. You grunt in pleasure as the head of your cock brushes the back of Nikki's throat. Nikki slides off, again without effort. “Christ, he's hard already, thinking about fucking me. Doesn't that get to you, Jess? Knowing that your guy is hard for me?” Nikki turns her head to you.

“And don't think I don't know what you're thinking, John. Jess wouldn't mind another go with me, either. She couldn't even talk after I was through. You guys were probably happy little fuck bunnies before you showed up today, huh? Now you know what you've been missing. And I still get what I want. Little miss perfect tits, and your cock. Great fucking day for me. I can't wait to tell Steph about it.” Even though you know she's saying this to exert her control, you feel yourself responding. You pull up your pants, shoving your stiff dick as well as you can back into your underwear. Jess pulls on a shirt and ruffles through her bag to get her shorts, sliding them on without bothering with panties. You notice that she doesn't bother buttoning her shirt as she steps out of the car.

“Who's Steph?” you ask. Nikki grins.

“My boss, and occasional fuck. I get lots of bonuses. So does she.” You both get out and follow Jess inside. “She likes hearing about what I do with my time off, especially while she fingers me. As long as I get my bills paid, I'm up for a bit of sex on the side. Good deal, really. Hey!” she snaps at Jess. Jess turns around. “Leave your tits on display. Get rid of the blouse.” Your girlfriend nods slightly, pulling back her revealing article and displaying her B-cup tits to both you and Nikki. “Where's the bedroom?”

You lead Nikki to the bedroom and as she walks in she whistles. “I love king-sized beds,” she breathes. She pulls her top over her head, revealing perky, small, red-capped tits. Her nipples quiver as she tosses her shirt, a black blouse, into the corner of the bedroom. They seem large on her small breasts, which you know from experience are firm and pert. She lies down on the bed, motioning to Jess. “C'mere, Jess. I want you to repay me the titplay I gave earlier. Suck these titties.” You feel a bit envious as your girlfriend lays her head on the bed next to Nikki. “Go on,” Nikki says softly. Jess's tongue tentatively strokes the underside of Nikki's left breast, and Nikki sighs. You feel your breathing quicken as Jess becomes bolder in a moment, kissing the breast, but avoiding the nipple. Nikki gives a groan of approval.

“Oooh... A bit of a tease. John, you must enjoy fucking this piece of ass. Little bit of innocence, little bit of whore. Oooh, nice,” Nikki stops taunting you as Jess lets her lips slide over the redhead's engorged nipple. You can tell that Jess is sucking it gently, using her hands to massage both the left breast in her mouth, and Nikki's right tit. Nikki strokes Jess's head, obviously enjoying your girlfriend's talented mouth on her sensitive breasts. As Jess moves to the right breast, Nikki looks right at you.

“Why don't you join her, John? I wouldn't mind having two people sucking my tits.” You lay on Nikki's right side, forcing Jess to slide the left breast back into her mouth. You waste no time; it's been a while since any girl has asked you to suck her tit. You inhale most of her small breast and begin tonguing the nipple. Nikki gasps as your **** catches her by surprise. Jess pulls off, and you can sense her watching before she duplicates your effort on the left breast. Nikki's breath catches again, and you realize you may have an advantage here in terms of turning the tables.