'Go ahead, for God's sake. Why not? Put some adventure in your life!'
And then she was gone, strolling casually down the large, open walkway toward the line where her quarry stood, unwittingly studying his program. Nikki was still amazed by the firm, sure, businesslike way that Denise had spoken to her after picking out her target. It was like she was another person almost; so confident, so businesslike-so different from the girl Nikki had always known.
She watched transfixed as Denise moved up to the tall, reddish blond man, who was still absorbed in the pages of his program. Denise caught his arm and leaned close in a helplessly feminine way, apparently asking something about the program. The man stared at her, reacting favorably when he saw the young, clear face set off by her long, black hair and dark eyes. Then he held out the program to her, but she waved it off and got him to look something up for her instead.
Nikki spun around involuntarily to hide a huge smile. Christ, she didn't think she could watch this!
Denise poured over the program for several moments, then cocked her head and asked the man something. Nikki watched carefully' but she could spot no sudden, surprised reaction, no mask of suspicion, no air of aloofness descending on the tall man's face. Apparently Nikki hadn't popped the big question-
And then, amazingly, she was leading him away -taking his arm in an almost conspiratorial manner and letting him walk her toward the nearest exit ramp leading to the parking lot!
Goddam! Nikki couldn't believe her eyes! How could she have done that? -What do you suppose she had said? It had been just like they were old friends or something; the guy had never batted an eye all the way through!
Fortunately they were heading the other way toward the exit; if Denise had waltzed him past in front of her, Nikki wouldn't have known whether to shit or go blind!
She stood motionless for several moments, jiggling the trim, expensive key case in her hand. There was a wild, wanton churning in her belly. She couldn't avoid a mental picture of Denise and the reddish blond stranger grappling together naked on the motel bed. A tangle of thoughs tumbled through her mind-it had been a long time since she'd seen Denise naked-maybe there was something different about her that made her more attractive- she'd bet the tall man had reddish blond hair on his cock-maybe she could learn a few tricks from watching Denise in action-God, this was voyeurism; did she really want to do this?-there was no way it could possibly go further than watching, was there?
Nikki gave the key case a final, decisive squeeze and hurried toward the exit. She didn't really have to decide anything now, she told herself-she could call the whole thing off any time.
Chapter 5
Nikki Newman looked at her watch.
She sat in Denise's gray-over-blue Eldorado, parked at the back edge of the side lot, directly opposite their room. There were two other lines of vehicles in front of her, so she had been completely inconspicuous when the two of them pulled in. Hell, she thought, she'd watched enough episodes of Rockford Files to be able to handle a little thing like that!
They'd been in there about ten minutes now. Nikki was still mystified as to how Denise had handled the whole thing.
What the hell-you couldn't just come up to some jerk on the concession line and say, 'Hey, may I glance at your program?' 'Yeah.' 'Thanks a lot. Want to fuck?' Good God, already-there were other people standing there! And what about the money? That was the real punchline right there! When did she ask him for that? That must be later, Nikki decided… at least after they got outside, or away from the flapping ears of all the other people.
She shifted on the seat and glanced at her watch again. Shit, she still wasn't sure she should do this… but thinking about it for more than half an hour had sharpened her curiosity to a keen edge. She could feel the nervous excitement throbbing in the pit of her stomach. Oh, what the fuck, she thought-Denise might not've been able to get the door unlocked, anyway.
Nikki opened the car door, locked it, and made her way slowly between the rows of cars, trying to check all around her without actually seeming to. She didn't really notice anyone in the immediate vicinity. She held onto Denise's alligator key case with both hands, like a kind of security blanket.
They'd been in there about fifteen minutes, now, Nikki thought as she approached the door. The first thing her friend would do is collect the guy's money: Nikki knew enough about these operations to be sure of that! She guessed that might involve some haggling depending on what type he was, how much he liked Denise, and what kind of sex he was interested in. But they should have had plenty of time to get down to business by now…
Nikki smiled wryly as she realized her own pun. Yeah, it was getting down to business, all right!
She reached for the doorknob and her hand immediately shook. Come on, come on, she told herself, what was she worried about? The bed was clear on the other side of the room, it was a big room, and hell, Denise would probably have him so distracted by now that he wouldn't notice if she opened the door and came in doing cartwheels!
Nikki gripped the smooth metal, holding her breath, and tried it ever so gently. She felt it turning, grudgingly at first, then more easily. She kept waiting for the hard stop that would mean it was locked, but it didn't come. Jesus Christ, it was open! Her heart leaped at the realization, but she kept on turning, slowly, gently, as quietly as she could.
Finally the knob stopped and Nikki paused a moment, trying to get her breath and telling herself to keep calm. Then, using her other hand and the key case for support, she slowly eased it open a crack. There was no noise and it moved with surprising fluidity, so she took another breath and moved it again. Suddenly she had a panicky thought and quickly looked up and down the sidewalk, but her luck was still good. Nobody else was in sight.
Nikki slid the door open an inch at a time, scarcely daring to peek, and then suddenly she heard Denise's voice saying breathily, 'Oh, that feels good!'
Nikki refocused her eyes and peered into the room, staring now through a four- or five-inch crack. It took a minute for her eyes to adjust, and then she sucked her breath in sharply at what she saw.
Denise and the tall man were both on the bed, naked. He was stretched out flat on his back, while Nikki's young friend, the English literature major, the girl who hardly ever dated, was straddling his handsome face, rocking her hips gently back and forth as the stranger ate her tender, meaty pussy. Denise's hands were spread wide, gripping the wooden headboard before her, while the reddish blond man held tightly to the soft, sexy flesh of her ass. Nikki could hear loud slurping noises coming from between Denise's full thighs.
The first thing the brown-haired girl noticed as she watched her friend riding the blond man's face was the fantastic tan Denise had acquired. It was a rich, almost chocolaty brown in the shadows of the room, with shapely, sexy white bands around her naked hips and breasts. She had never looked like that before, Nikki was sure. She must've spent a lot of time outside, and-with the sun they had in Maryland-she had probably spent even more time with a solar lamp. It made her far more attractive as she sat astride her paying lover's hidden mouth, tossing her long, flowing black hair and staring at the ceiling with closed eyes.
'Oooooh,' Denise crooned softly. 'That's just right, baby… that's just right!… Does it taste good?'
Nikki heard a muffled reply from between Denise's legs, and then she heard the sound of an approaching car engine. Without thinking, she jerked the door open and slipped inside, closing it swiftly behind her without engaging the jam. Something in the action must have caught Denise's ear, because she opened her eyes, still moving rhythmically over the man's working tongue, and smiled at Nikki. She winked and gestured slightly with her head toward the bathroom, which was just in front of the bed.
The reddish blond stranger apparently had heard nothing as he concentrated on licking and sucking Denise's dark-haired, open cunt.
Nikki stood motionless watching them until, with a patient smile, Denise gestured to her again, her face reassuring the taller girl that it was all right.
Finally Nikki turned and pushed the door completely closed as quietly as she could, using both hands again. Then she moved slowly across the carpeted room toward the bathroom, glancing nervously at the blond man's head. All she could see as she moved past them was the firm, smooth expanse of Denise's flat belly, punctuated
