Chapter 6
"Don'tcha see," Charlie was saying to Barney. "You have to make it look like your wife is screwing around with lotsa men all the time if you're looking to dump her. Just you bringing one other guy to your house ain't gonna do the trick. Now if I take my buddy, Randy, the two of us can do one helluva bang-up job on the chick."
Charlie was tall, very tall, and he was gaunt, almost like John Carradine. He had a mustache and a
Vandyke beard. The Randy to whom he was referring wasn't there at that particular moment. Charlie's hair was a very dark-brown, and he had a pointed nose. He wore dark glasses which made him look like a Mafia gangster, but in reality he was a handyman. At the moment he was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. He was talking to Barney during lunch at the little tavern where Barney had convinced Al and George to fuck his wife the previous evening. Now he was talking to Charlie, trying to convince him to do the same thing.
"I have a better idea," Barney said to Charlie. "We have an hour-and-a-half for lunch, and travel to and from my house is only a half hour. That'll give you almost an hour to screw Kim. It'll shock the hell outta her to see me bring you into the house, but she won't be able to stop me, and because she's totally naked, you don't have to worry about tearing clothes off her."
"Then what?" Charlie asked.
"She'll see you're fucking her with my approval, even if she doesn't dig the idea. So the next time you go there, with your pal Randy, she'll think both of you are there with my approval, and she'll just give in and let the two of you do what you want, even to the taking of pictures. Added to other pictures I have, that might just be enough to convince a judge to grant me a divorce without my having to pay alimony."
Charlie shrugged. He had seen Kim's picture, and he had to admit she was a stunningly beautiful girl. Why a jerk like Barney was trying to shuck himself of her was something he was unable to figure. Hell! If the man wanted him to fuck her, well why not!
"All right!" he said to Barney. "Let's go to your house. As to my fucking the chick, well maybe this time it might be a good idea if I slip the old cock to her. Granted she might not be crazy about you as an onlooker, but nevertheless, if she gets used to seeing you watching the two of us fuck, when I do come there with Randy, she won't be so embarrassed, and I'll be able to get into her that much easier. Still, I do have reservations."
"Why? Don't you want to fuck her, now?" Barney asked.
"I never screwed a man's wife with the man looking on," Charlie replied. "Still, if you'll fuck her after I do.. . "
Barney, at the thought of fucking Kim with Charlie watching him, felt a lurching in his pants. His cock was going to become hard again. For the first time in a long time he was going to be able to raise an erection in less than seventy-two hours. Well, why not! After all, Kim was still his wife, if only for a little while.
"Come on," Barney said to Charlie. "Let's go! The idea of each of us fucking her with the other watching is something I dig."
Pervert! Charlie thought, and smiled as they left.