The next day Stacy did take Jessica shopping, and Jess seemed a lot less angry. Afterwards the came back to our place and started drinking.
Stacy had bought an expensive bottle of vodka, and we all got drunk quickly. When there was a break in the conversation, Stacy spoke up.
"I invited a couple of guys over," she said.
"Who?" I asked.
"I don't know, just some guys."
"Okay," I said.
"They heard about the party last night, and they said they would pay for handjobs."
"What?!" I said.
"Well they seemed nice, and I know money has been a little tight for Jess lately, so I thought it'd be perfect," Stacy explained.
I looked over at Jess, who still hadn't said anything. "You don't have to do this," I told her.
"It's alright," Jess said, "I could use some extra cash. And like Stace said, handjobs aren't a big deal."
"Right," Stacy agreed, "I told em forty a piece. I figured we could split it, since I found them and arranged it and everything . . . is that okay?"
"I guess," Jess nodded.
About half an hour later the guys showed up. Stacy welcomed them and sat them on the couch. She poured them each a drink. I thought I recognized one of them from a math class I had taken the previous year.
"This is Jess," Stacy said, introducing them, "And this is Michael and Brian."
"Hey," Michael said.
"Hello," Brian added.
"Hi," Jess replied.
"Who wants to go first?" Stacy asked.
"I will," Brian said.
"Alright Brian, you and Jess come back to the computer room, we'll do it in there," Stacy directed. Brian and Jess got up and followed Stacy into the computer room. After a minute Stacy came back out,
"Michael, you can watch if you want," she said. Michael stood up, shifted his erection and headed into the computer room.
"You too ya know," she said, winking at me. I finished my drink and followed her.
In the computer room Brian sat on the love seat with his pants around his ankles. Jess knelt in front of him, stroking him steadily with one hand and fondling his balls with the other. By the way he was moaning everyone could tell he was really, really enjoying it.
Jess looked like she knew what she was doing. Stacy had never been very good at handjobs or blowjobs. Probably had a lot to do with how self-centered she was.
After another minute Brian really started to groan.
"God you're hot," he moaned.