All for survival.
Jessa knew Blaine wanted to be alone but she wanted to challenge him. She wanted to put him on the spot and maybe find a way to say thank you for all he’d done. It might have seemed to be trivial stuff, but Blaine had proved his commitment to Jessa and to Back Down Devil.
Looking around, Jessa sighed and came up with an idea.
She found a woman sitting next to the pool tables. She wore a white shirt and with white lacy bra that easily showed through. Her hair was pulled back tight and she looked at Jessa with fuck you eyes.
“Yeah?” she asked Jessa.
“What’s your name?”
“What’s it to you?”
“Hey,” Nate yelled. “That’s Blaine’s old lady. She talks and you listen. And answer.”
“Melanie,” the woman said.
“Melanie. Nice to meet you. I’m Jessa.”
“Your Blaine’s old lady?”
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t know he had one. He usually follows the command of his dick.”
“Have you fucked him before?”
“No.”
“Anything with him?”
Melanie raised an eyebrow. “Listen… what I do and who I do it with is my business. I’m sorry if your man sniffs around.”
Jessa leaned down. “Here’s what’s going to happen next, bitch. You’re going to stand up and follow me. We’re going to visit Blaine. And you’re going to do everything I say to do to him.”
Melanie’s eyes went wide. “Well… I guess Blaine really met his match with you.”
Melanie stood up. “Let’s go.”
Jessa curled her lip. “You try anything funny and I’ll kill you.”
“Jesus Christ,” Nate said.
“Shut up, Nate,” Jessa said.
Jessa turned and led the way.
She was tough on the outside, but inside she was a mess.
What the hell did I just do?
***
When Jessa opened the door, there was a trail of clothes on the floor. Black boots. Socks. Jeans. A t-shirt. All leading the way to the bathroom where Blaine’s leather cut was hung up. She was amazed by the respect the guys had for their leather cuts.
“He’s in the shower,” Melanie said.
“Great detective work,” Jessa said.
“Want me to get naked?”
“Just take your top off.”
Jessa couldn’t believe what she was doing.
Of course, Melanie had big, firm boobs, too. And her left nipple was pierced. She had like the perfect set of boobs.
“You see something you like?” Melanie asked. “I’m okay either way. Tongue or cock works for me.”
“Remember,” Jessa said, forcing herself to look into Melanie’s eyes. “You do what I say. When I say. That goes for stopping.”
They went to the bathroom.
Jessa paused at the doorway and grabbed her shirt. She lifted it over her head. She reached back to unclasp her bra but a hand was already there.
“I’ll get it,” Melanie said. “And to answer your question, no. I haven’t done anything with Blaine. He scares the hell out of me. You’re a good woman for doing this for him. I don’t have feelings for this stuff, just so you know. I get what this all is. You’re the one in control, not me.”
Jessa looked back. Her bra fell forward. She then stood there, topless with another woman. “I’m pregnant. I’m worried he’ll get sick of me.”
Melanie reached out and stroked Jessa’s hair behind her ear. “Never. You have something he can’t have. That’s the mother connection. No matter how big my tits are or how deep I swallow his dick, you’re still greater than me. Forever.”
As Jessa turned, she had the wild image of herself kissing Melanie. “Thank you. Now I want you to strip naked and let my man fuck you.”
Jessa said the words and they echoed in her mind.
She watched as Melanie slipped by her, into the bathroom, and then slithered out of her jeans and panties. Her ass was super firm.
“Blaine?” Jessa called out. She opened her own pants and slid them down. She stood in her panties, blocked by another naked woman.
“Sweetheart, I just need…”
“Open the fucking shower curtain,” Jessa said.
Blaine opened the curtain. “I sa…”
“Hey,” Melanie said. “Got room for me?”
“What the fuck?” Blaine looked at Jessa. “What the fuck is this?”
Jessa got close to Melanie. She touched Melanie’s waist. She gently kissed Melanie’s shoulder. “You don’t want this? She’s ready for you, Blaine.”
“Are you fucking with me right now? You going to throw this in my face? I haven’t touched another woman since you got here. Goddammit.”
“I know,” Jessa said. “That’s why… I get it. I’m sorry what you had to go through, Blaine. Everything you’re doing for me, our baby, and your club. Please. I’m trying to say thank you.”
Blaine looked at Melanie. His lip curled. “And you’re just standing there, waiting to take it?”
“Anything for you,” Melanie purred. “Here, feel…”
She grabbed Blaine’s hand and placed it between her legs.
Jessa felt her heart pound. “I’ll be in a few, Blaine. Just tell me when.”
Jessa slid back and watched as Melanie stepped into the shower. Blaine stared at Jessa the entire time.
Melanie shut the curtain.