needed, just the thing. And he rolled to one side to crush out his cigarette as Val sighed in her sleep.
Chapter 6
Saturday passed slowly and painfully for Jim Carter. He found he was unable to keep his mind on his work for more than a few minutes at a time. As the hands of the clock moved slowly past the four, then approached the five, he told Pepper to go on home. After the girl had left the premises, Jim mixed himself a stiff drink and removed his sweated clothing. He showered leisurely, sipped a second drink, and shaved with care before he donned fresh clothing. At 6:30 he called his home.
“Try not to be too late, darling,” Val encouraged him with a touch of disappointment in her voice.
“Listen, as soon as I can either close this deal or wash it, I’ll be there.
You’re still going with the Townes, right?”
“Yes-I’m going over to their place for a drink before we leave for the club.
Things don’t start happening before nine and Beth said they never go early…“
She paused, then suggested, “Listen, if you get free anytime early, why don’t you call their place just in case we haven’t left yet?”
“Will do,” he replied, then asked, “Uh… what are the girls doing tonight?”
“Oh, they’ve got heavy dates-both of them. They were terribly excited, said it was someone new. They left just a few minutes ago.” Val sighed. “Well, so sell your house-and try to get back soon, darling.”
Jim replaced the receiver, poured himself a third and final drink and felt the effects of the first two as he went over Paul’s remarks again: “They won’t let you do a thing, Jim… it has to be their way or not at all. Just kind of flow with it and enjoy it-and remember, don’t be surprised at some of their games.
They’re all harmless, but don’t resist or they’ll hand you your hat.” Jim wondered what kind of “games” Paul had meant. He had sought further information, but Paul remained adamant in not telling him, stating, “Believe me, you’ll love it!”
As he at last pulled into the parking lot and found an empty slot, Jim looked up as the streetlights came on-it was growing dark fast and so was his excitement. He had never had two women at the same time before, and the possibilities were. endless in his vivid imagination. He stepped from his car, looked about cautiously and locked it. He found apartment 20 at the top of the spiral stairs and he drew his breath deeply in and attempt to calm his nerves.
He removed the key from his pocket, looked at it for a long moment then inserted it in the lock. The door swung open, and Jim found the apartment in total darkness. Instinctively, he felt the wall for a switch and a soft feminine voice told him, “Don’t… Leave it off, Jim.”
The voice and the sound of his name relaxed him a bit, but he stood uncertainly on the threshold.
“Close the door and let’s play… “another soft voice said from his left.
Swallowing thickly, Jim stepped into the darkened apartment and became aware of the plaintive strains of a flamenco guitar. He closed the door soundly and turned the latch. As he stood there in the darkness, he felt his heart pounding wildly in his chest. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much for him as he awaited it impatiently.
“Just stand very still, Jim…“ a soft voice said from his right.
“Don’t move-and don’t touch. Let us do everything,” a deeper voice said from his left.
Jim felt a tightening in his chest as a hand reached out and touched his face.
The fingertips ran searchingly over his brow, his eyes, his nose and they came to rest on his lips. “Suck my fingers…“ he heard.
Jim opened his mouth slightly and began kissing and licking the girl’s fingers as she had asked. It was so totally erotic that Jim felt his prick grow suddenly and begin to throb inside his pants. As he sucked the long, slender finger into his mouth, one of the girls moved behind him and removed his coat.
He heard it fall as she tossed ft aside: then a pair of hands removed his tie and began to unbutton his shirt slowly. As his shirt tails were pulled free, the girl pulled her hand away from him and two pair of hands roamed over his torso. Softly, warmly they seemed to search, and he felt himself chill as a pair of hands went to his waist to free his belt.
As his trousers were removed, then his shoes and sacks, Jim had the overpowering urge to reach out and grab one of the girls and crush her to him.
His breathing was sharp and was accented by the sighs coming almost involuntarily from his throat as the girls’ hands brushed his tented shorts and ran over his taut ass as they removed his clothing.
Then, Jim was naked. His prick was standing straight out from his body and his senses reeled as he drew in his breath and became aware of the heady fragrance of the perfume the girls were wearing-it was illusive, and almost familiar somehow. He tensed as the girls’ hands returned to his naked body to caress it without him being able to do the same. Jim had not spoken a word since he had entered the apartment and though his apprehensions had not risen to any degree, he still felt somehow uncomfortable.
The hands moved low over his stomach, and he felt one girl’s arm and wrist brush his gigantic hard-on, but her hands seemed to be actively avoiding his stiff and throbbing prick. One of the girls had moved behind him and he felt her hands on his back, then his waist and finally his ass. One of her hands went between his legs and took hold of his balls gently, pulling on them until he let out a low groan and instinctively reached out for the girl in front of him.
“No!” she said sharply and moved back. Her sudden command startled him, and he let his hand fall to his side again as the hand on his balls moved away.
“Put your hands behind you, Jim” a soft voice urged from behind.
He didn’t question her, but as he felt something cool and silken go around his wrists to bind them together, he felt compelled to speak and look, is that necessary? I mean, if you don’t want me to touch you, I-”
His mouth was covered suddenly with a pair of soft, searching lips. Jim felt the girl’s warm flesh press against his own, and his prick was bent upwards to lay between their naked bellies SB she slipped her arms about his neck and forced her tongue into his mouth. He took it willingly and relaxed as the silk scarf was knotted tightly about his wrists.
As the girl pulled her mouth from his and squeezed him tightly, Jim realized suddenly just how helpless he was. Then the girl moved away and the other girl moved her body against his and licked his chest, then searched her way to his mouth. Her tongue, too, found its way into his mouth and she kissed him passionately as she ground her cunt against his stiff prick.
As their lips parted, she moved back and Jim felt a girl on each side of him.
They took hold of his elbows and led him acme the darkened room. As they helped him onto a bed covered with cool satin sheets, he lay back apprehensively as they lay don beside them. Then there was a soft voice in his ear, and somehow it was hauntingly familiar — like the perfume.
“We all have fantasies… what’s yours?”
He swallowed dryly and replied without hesitation, “I… I’m having mine!”
One of them laughed lightly, and again the familiarity struck him. It was eerie and Jim searched his memory for the answer as the voice, came again and soft hands roamed over his body, but never touched his aching prick.
“But who do you have this fantasy with, Jim?”
“I… I don’t understand he replied, unsure of the girl’s reason for asking.
“Oh, I think you do. We’re the dream makers but how can we make you a dream if we don’t know who you want us to be?”
The voice was hauntingly familiar, and it seemed as though the instant lie was about to place it, the inflection changed and he would lose it. “Uh… you mean, who are the girls in my fantasy?”
“Yes, they both whispered in unison.
Jim swallowed. He wasn’t at all sure he wanted to make such an admission to two total strangers, but somehow it seemed safe there in the dark. “My… my own daughters he said thickly. As he spoke the words, bath girls took hold of his prick and he felt himself shudder as a result. The hands stroked, pulled and fondled his cock as
