“You’re right,” replied Sid. “I’ve been thinking about it for some time myself.
When would you like to begin?”
“Hell, what about tonight? I-hear there’s a bar in that bowling alley near the plant that really has a lot of action at night.”
“You think a couple of old farts like us could do any good in there?” Sid answered.
“There’s only one way to tell,” replied Lou. “Let’s go and see for ourselves.”
They left Sid’s car at the restaurant’s parking lot and took Lou’s car to the bowling alley. It was about eight- thirty when they pulled into the lot and made their way into the building. There was the usual flurry of activity on the alleys and they both stopped to watch the bowlers for a few moments before heading toward the bar which was dimly lit and only partially filled as they made their way to a table.
“Looks like a false alarm,” said Lou disappointedly.
“Don’t give up yet,” replied Sid, becoming his old aggressive self once again.
“It’s still early.”
The waitress was a cute blonde in her early twenties. Her blouse was well packed and her miniskirt showed a tantalizing pair of legs. Both men began to squirm with anticipation. It was a great feeling to have once again.
“We’re kind of new around here,” said Lou. “How’s the action in this room?”
“What do you mean?” asked the girl.
“You know,” said Sid. “Are there any fun people In here, or just a bunch of characters slopping down the booze?”
“We get a little bit of everything in here,” the girl replied, showing a smile that revealed two very large dimples. “But I must say that most of the action gets started around ten or so. That’s when the leagues are finished rolling for the night. The people come in for a little belt or two and then the fun begins.
Why don’t you stick around?”
“We’re going to do just that,” answered Lou. “You can bet on it.”
The men nursed their drinks along for another hour or so and sat there waiting like a pair of spiders in a web. Then, just as the girl had said, the people began trickling into the bar by the threes and fours. The laughter was loud and the spirits were jovial. It was a pleasant sound to them both. Their quest was unescorted females, and, as luck would have it, a party of four young women entered, had a quick drink, and separated. Two left and the other two remained for a second drink.
Lou called the waitress over immediately and told her to send the girls a round. Then they watched to see what would happen. The waitress brought the girls the drinks and then pointed in the direction of the men’s table when the girls asked for the whereabouts of their benefactors. Sid waved, and in an instant the girls were heading toward them. Introductions followed swiftly and in a few minutes the drinks were flowing and the laughter was rising from their table. The girls were Edna and Margie. They were both under twenty-five, unmarried, and out for fun.
Edna was a redhead with green eyes, and a milky-white complexion. Her breasts were large and well formed and her hips were like a work of art. They melted down into her thighs to form one of the most sensational crotch areas that either man had ever seen. She was absolutely devastating.
Margie was tall and willowy. She looked like a high-fashion model but with just a little more flesh than the average model possesses. Her face was long and the bone structure was sharp and perfectly formed.
When the boys attempted to introduce themselves, both girls began giggling.
“What’s the matter?” asked Lou, puzzled.
“We know who you guys are,” answered Edna.
“Now how in the hell did you know that?” asked Sid.
“Because we both work at the factory,” answered Margie. “You might not know us – but we sure do know you.”
The effect of Margie’s words on the men was staggering. They looked at each other with pained, puzzled expressions, while the wind seemed to leave their sails.
“Hey, come on,” said Margie, “relax, will you? How come you guys are getting so uptight all of a sudden?”
“Yeah,” said Lou, suddenly snapping out of his dark mood. “Why the hell ARE we getting so uptight? After all, we’re just a couple of single studs out on the town.”
“Yes, that’s true,” answered Sid. “But we’re also executives at the factory – remember? Now I don’t mean this as a putdown to you girls, but as executives we shouldn’t be running around socially with employees. It just isn’t company policy.”
“Was it company policy when you two guys were balling Vicki?” asked Edna, her face becoming as red as her hair.
“Well, I -“ stammered Sid, suddenly losing his composure.
“You’re absolutely right, Edna,” said Lou, now the aggressor. “There’s no way in the world we can try to pose as moralists. If everybody knew about us and Vicki, then we’d be damned fools to try and deny it. And we’d be bigger fools to pass up a couple of great girls like you because we’re still trying to live a lie. What do you say to that, Sid?”
“I’ll have to go along with you, Lou,” he replied. “I guess I was still being the big executive instead of a human being. And believe me, girls… I am a human being.”
“Maybe you’ll get a chance to prove it before the night’s over,” smiled Edna.
“Why sit around and speculate?” asked Lou boldly. “Let’s go over to my place and see what we’re going to see right now.”
“That’s okay with me,” said Margie. “What about you, Edna?”
“Need you ask?” said Edna, reaching for her bag. “I was ready an hour ago.”
They picked up Sid’s car on the way, and Margie paired off with him. Then they drove to Lou’s apartment.
“Anybody want a drink first?” asked Lou, trying to play the perfect host.
“Not me,” replied Edna. “I’m ready to go right now. What about you, Margie?”
“Me, too.”
“All right,” said Lou. “The couch opens up to a sleeper bed, and you two can use it. Edna and I will take the bedroom.”
“Fair enough,” said Margie. “And when we’re all finished, why don’t we meet out here again?”
“All right,” answered Edna, “but Lou and I might not be finished until next March.”
It was a good exit line and a moment later Lou and Edna were in Lou’s bedroom with the door closed. They faced each other, and then met in a warm, wet kiss.
Edna’s tongue was like a little piston, darting in and out of Lou’s lips, and leaving a trail of fire wherever it hit. Lou pulled her to his body as firmly as he possibly could, practically squeezing the breath from her. Then he drilled his own tongue deep into her mouth and created ripples of passion up and down her body as well.
“You see any reason why we ought to be standing up here with our clothes on, when we could be lying down there nice and comfy with them off?” she asked.
“Nope.”
“Then what in the hell are we doing it for?”
“Beats me.”
Edna broke from the embrace and began undoing the zipper in back of her dress.
In an instant she had pulled the dress from her body and was working on her underclothes. Lou, inspired by her haste, did the same and they were both undressed at practically the same time. Lou reached to kiss her again, but she ducked under his outstretched arm and threw herself on to the bed.
“Come here and play, tiger,” she whispered.
“It’s much better laying down than standing up.”
Lou complied, and the moment he was next to her, she reached down, took his rod in her hand and guided it into her lips.
“Edna, oh, Edna.” Lou murmured as her lips flew up and down his swollen shaft.
“You’re terrific!”
She was, too. Edna knew her way around a man’s tool and didn’t mind demonstrating her ability whenever the occasion arose. Her lips were like moist magnets, sucking up the flesh and then releasing it an instant later – only
