Chapter 13
After finishing the sex episode with Eddie, Leslie drove over to Peggy's office.
A highly joyous Peggy greeted her with a big smile.
"You were a smashing success, baby," Peggy said. "Please sit down."
"How did you know?"
"I have my sources," Peggy winked. "In this case the source happens to be the man that you had sex with. Eddie called, and was he ever full of praise for you. He just couldn't say enough good things about your abilities. He liked your soft touch with the fingers. He liked your massage, and he certainly liked the little extras you threw in too."
"He seemed to be very happy. He didn't tell me he was going to call you."
"He just had to share it with me. You see, we're old friends. He just loved what happened. He loved the action. And I sure can't blame him. You're a beautiful girl, and I guess you're enough to make any man just jump out of his skin with excitement."
"Thank you."
"I'm going to pay you right now."
Leslie sat there and watched Peggy write out a check to her for one hundred and forty dollars.
"Thank you," Leslie smiled, slipping the check into her purse.
"I hope that that constitutes just the first check in many."
"The way things are going, I do want to stay on."
"I was confident that you would," Peggy said. "After all, you're a very sensuous girl. I could tell that. I could tell from the way you were watching those guys when they were getting their kicks from me. I sensed that once you got things into high gear, you just wouldn't want to stop. And that's precisely the way things have been going."
"Yes, that's true."
"As a matter of fact, my dear, I would certainly like to lick your vagina. Why don't you let me do it right now."
"I'm sorry, but that just isn't my bag," Leslie said sternly. "If you'll recall, I asked you specifically if that was a part of the deal. You told me that it wasn't."
"Okay, so I did," she sighed. "But you sure can't blame a girl for trying. After all, my darling, you're so lovely. I really would like the idea of making love to you."
"Oh, let's get off that. We can be very good friends, but not lovers."
"Okay, okay," Peggy said. "But I sure want to thank you for the job you did. You know, I sensed you were going to make it from the very beginning. For one thing, you have that little certain something going for you that I always look for in a girl."
"What's that?"
"You have that freshness about you," Peggy explained. "You see, my darling, a lot of the girls who call in are toughened by life. They're girls who've been around a lot more than you have. A number of them are prostitutes. Most of them have been married several times. They've lived with lots of men. And this shows. A guy like Eddie who has money and wants some good hot action expects more. He wants somebody like you, a girl who has a little freshness."
"I see what you mean."
"Of course. Now I'd like to have you work the day after tomorrow. You see, I like to give the girls at least one day's rest between activities."
"Why is that?"
"Because I don't want them to overdo it. And I want them to be just a little bit on the horny side when they have sex with a man. With you, you'll be pretty horny by the day after tomorrow, I can assure you."
"Perhaps you're right. I never dreamed that I'd enjoy this as much as I have. It's really made me feel good."
"Of course it has," Peggy exclaimed. "I knew you'd enjoy it once you got rolling, honey. It was just a question of getting things rolling."
"I suppose you're right."
"I usually am when it comes to this business," Peggy nodded. "After all, I've been around it quite a while."
"I suppose so."
"That's right. I really have. Anyhow, my dear, I want to use you quite a bit."
"I'll just have to kind of play it by ear. I'd like to get in quite a bit of action, but then there's always my husband to consider."
"Naturally the hanky panky would have to be severely restricted when he's in town," Peggy laughed. "But from what you've been telling me, he isn't around that often."
"Yes, that's true, but you never know. Well, I think I'll be all set though a day after tomorrow. It appears that he is going to be staying in Texas for quite a little while."
"So you can make some money while he's gone."
"Yes I can."
"Here's what I suggest, dear. I suggest that you open a separate bank account. Otherwise he just might be more than a little bit suspicious."
"I haven't given that any thought, but you're right," Leslie nodded. "That's true. I appreciate you bringing that to my attention."
"That's quite all right. I look out for the welfare of my girls."
"Yes, I can see that you do. It's just that we can't get too friendly. I hope you understand that."
"I do. I'll be in touch with you sometime tomorrow afternoon."
"Thank you."
"You're quite welcome."
Leslie felt a strange sense of excitement as she left Peggy's office.
It made her feel good to know that she was making good at something. Up to that time she had been strictly under her husband's shadow, and had not attempted to branch out on her own. But now she was seeing the kind of responses she was capable of receiving from a handsome, dignified man like Eddie-She received a surprise call from her husband shortly after she finished dinner.
"Guess what, honey?" he said excitedly. "I'm coming home early. I've got a big surprise for you. I'm coming home the day after tomorrow."
"Gee, that is a surprise," she replied in a flustered tone, thinking about the date she was supposed to have the day after tomorrow.
"You don't sound all that happy about it," he said. "What's the matter?"
"Oh, I'm very happy. It's just that it's taking me completely by surprise. You can't be all that surprised that I'm surprised, can you? After all, you said you were going to be gone longer."
"No, I guess you're right about that. I was expecting to be gone a lot longer. But I was able to wrap up the business sooner than expected. And there's a very good reason why I was able to do it. You know what that is?"
"No I don't."
"Well, I was able to do it because I worked overtime, because I was thinking about you there all alone at home. Don't think I didn't see that keen disappointment written all over your face when you took me to the airport. I'm a pretty sensitive guy about these things."
"I guess that you are. I'm glad that you're sensitive enough to realize what the situation was."
"Oh, I definitely am able to realize it, honey. I'm going to really give you a good time when I come home. Being away from you really makes me appreciate what a great gal you are."
"I appreciate hearing that from you. When do you expect to be getting in, dear?"
"My plane is slated to get into the airport at five forty-five p.m."
"Good, I'll be there to pick you up."
"I'll be overjoyed to see you," he laughed. "I'll tell you something, honey. I'll call again if there are any problems or changes. Otherwise I'll just let things stand. You can pick me up at 5:45."
"I'll be looking forward to it, darling."
"Great. Goodbye now."
"Goodbye," she hung up the phone.
She realized that she had mixed emotions when she told him that she would be looking forward to seeing him. All the while she couldn't help but think about the fact that she was supposed to have a sex episode that very day.
She decided that she would call Peggy the first thing the next morning to see if she couldn't get the date moved up into early afternoon. Then she realized that that would be a terrible thing to do. After all, the first thing he would expect upon coming home would be some sex activity, and she would not be in a position to give it to him after having been through an experience at the parlor. Even if she could summon forth the necessary effort to do a good job in bed with him, she recognized that it would be next to impossible to fool him. He had a keen insight when it came to anything that dealt with her. He could accordingly be expected to pick up on any vibrations that she might give off, such as having been involved with another man in a sex interlude.
So all things considered, she recognized, she would have to call up Peggy and tell her that she could not have sex the day after tomorrow.
She managed to reach Peggy the middle of the following morning.
"Something has come up, Peggy," she began. "My husband is coming home earlier than expected."
"If you're calling me, then it must be to inform me that your husband's coming home tomorrow. Isn't that so?"
"Quite right."
"You know something, honey, I think that you've got enough going for you to where you don't need that day of rest. I think you're probably all set to come back today. Isn't that right?"
"I really am."
"That's good. That's very good. Because I've got something all set for you."
"You do?"
"Oh yes. As a matter of fact, last night Charlie called me at home, no less."
"What did Charlie have to say?"
"He was going on about how impressed Eddie had been. He said he wanted a shot at you at the same price. So that means you can make another one hundred and forty dollars."
"I see what you mean about the need of taking out that bank account," Leslie laughed. "I'll have made two hundred and eighty dollars in two days.
"Well, when should I get together with Charlie?"
"He wants to meet you over at the parlor this afternoon. He's leaving the time open for you."
"I believe that three o'clock would be fine with me."
"Great, I'll call him and confirm. It'll be the same situation as before. You're going to meet him alone and you'll take things from there."
"Sounds real good."
"You'll do well, honey, I can assure you that."
"I'll sure give it my all,"
"Which should be plenty."
For some strange reason or other, Leslie found herself getting excited over the prospect of sex with Charlie. The more frequently she became involved, the better she was getting to like it.
She was feeling a little guilty, wondering if she wasn't a little less enthusiastic than she should be over Bruce's return home. She realized that she would certainly bounce back in time to have some beautiful sex with Bruce, but for the moment the idea of having sex with Charlie appealed to her greatly.
She arrived at the massage parlor a few minutes ahead of Charlie, who had the key.
He was wearing a beautiful brown suit, and she couldn't help but admire him as he walked toward her, flashing a big smile.
"How's my baby today?" he asked. "I'm just fine. How are you?"
"I'm good and horny."
"Then I guess you came to the right place."
"Yes, and I'm also going to get a nice massage. Isn't that right?"
"I aim to please."
"From what Eddie said, you do a pretty good job of pleasing a man."
"I put out anyway."
"Oh, I'll just bet you do."
They entered the parlor, then began to remove their clothes.
"Just strip off everything, baby, and let's get real comfortable," Charlie laughed. "Do you want a drink before we start?"
"No thanks. I thought that I needed one yesterday, and maybe I did. Maybe just enough to take a little tension away. But I sure don't need one now."
"No, I suppose you don't," he laughed. "Not after the beautiful session you had with Eddie yesterday."
"It was real nice."
"Yes, both from your standpoint and from Eddie's."
Charlie immediately took off his clothes and he quickly removed his shorts.
As she was getting down to her panties and bra, Leslie looked over and observed the beautiful hardon that Charlie sported.
"You like the looks of that?" he grinned. "I see you looking at it."
"It looks very impressive."
"You're damned right it does, honey, and that cock of mine is ready for lots of things. Needless to say, it is ready for some good screwing sensations."
"This place isn't really a massage parlor. It's a lot more, isn't it?"
"Yes it is. It's a love nest, honey, and we're really going to make the scene together."
"Oh, I guess we are."
Now Charlie was watching her with great admiration as she removed her panties and bra.
Now she was standing next to the rubbing table, giving him a good look at her beautiful nude body.
"Okay, honey, I'll stretch out on my back. I don't believe in any preliminary stuff. I want to get started right away. I want you to immediately start pumping on my penis."
"I guess you do believe in getting down to brass tacks fast."
"You're damned right," he laughed. "Now just reach out and start pumping on that hard rod of mine."
"You want it slow or fast?"
"I want it slow in the beginning, then you can systematically build up."
"That sounds like your buddy Eddie talking."
"Yeah, we're alike in a lot of these ways," he acknowledged. "But just come on, honey, and start working those fingers."
"How's that?" she asked, as she began to trump her fingers eagerly up and down his long erect instrument.
"Oh yeah, I like that. You're going fast but not too fast. That's a good tempo. Just keep it up."
"Oh, that's beautiful."
Now she was observing that his body was twisting and turning with rhythmic excitement, and as that occurred she worked her fingers that much more vigorously up and down his entire instrument.
"Oh, now you're really doing it," he said. "You're really settling into those movements, baby. I really like the way you're handling yourself. Keep up those finger activities. Oh, I want it, baby, I want that hot action from you."
Now those fingers of hers were darting and stabbing eagerly up and down his lengthy penis.
She could tell just how excited he was getting, and finally he heaved a loud sigh.
"Take the fingers off of my rod, or else I'll explode right here."
"Don't you want that?"
"No I don't. Particularly now. We're into the early stages of the act."
"Okay, honey, you're the boss," she laughed.
So she removed her fingers immediately from his penis.