Chapter 12

The next afternoon, following the plan that she had worked out with Gerrie's help, Cindy made a telephone call to Charley, the older politician who had been so attracted to her when she had first started working at the Skyway. When she finally got through to him, Cindy identified herself cryptically and diplomatically so as not to embarrass Charlet should anyone overhear their conversation. When he realized who she was, Charley sounded very glad to hear from her, and readily agreed to meet her at Gerrie's apartment at seven o'clock that evening, especially when Cindy informed him that he might expect to benefit in two ways, one politically and the other personally.

Then Cindy called Harry at his office, reminding him that he had suggested that they get together privately, without the presence of Babe or Gerrie or the rest of the wife-swapping group, for a secret special sex session. He was delighted to accept her offer, especially when she told him that there would be another girl present, so he would have two partners to work on him. He agreed to meet her at Gerrie's place at nine o'clock that evening and was looking forward to a real blast.

With their basic plan organized, Gerrie borrowed a small expensive tape recorder from a friend and the two girls experimented with different places to hide the microphone and machine, so as to be sure of taping everything that was said during the important meeting that evening. This was Gerrie's night off from work, and Cindy called the Skyway to tell Sam that she was coming down with a bad cold and would not be in to dance that night. Then they waited nervously for the arrival of their first guest.

Promptly at seven the doorbell rang and Cindy let Charley in. She was wearing her usual go-go topless costume of tiny snug colorful panties to accentuate the lush young beauty of her body which had first so charmed Charley. Immediately Charley leaned forward and gently kissed each of her jutting bare nipples as an affectionate greeting and then sat down to hear what this was all about.

Cindy introduced him to Gerrie who was also naked except for tiny exotic panties which displayed her lovely figure to exciting perfection. Cindy now promised Charley that he would be offered any sexual service and entertainment he like by the girls, but first they wanted to tell him about a serious miscarriage of justice they had learned about, so he could use his political influence to have a terrible wrong righted. This would also be very beneficial to him in his political career, as proof of his concern with the welfare of his constituents and his alertness in bringing criminals to justice.

Charley agreed readily to both ideas, and Cindy told him in detail about Tom's arrest on hit-run charges, and about how hopeless the case against him seemed. Charley knew of the case and all the notoriety it had received, so he was anxious to have his name linked to solving it. Then Cindy explained about the group meeting the night before, and about how Harry had been involved in still another hit run accident just before arriving. Charley had heard about that, too, and how the police were confused because the car license and the description of the driver had matched Tom and his car. Tom could not have been guilty of this crime since he was in jail and his car impounded by the police as vital evidence.

Then Cindy described her conversation with Harry while she had been paying off the bet she had lost so unfairly to him. Charlet admitted that it sounded like absolute proof of Tom's innocence and Harry's guilt, but that Cindy's word against Harry's probably would not stand up in court. Then the girls revealed that Harry was coming there to Gerrie's apartment at nine o'clock, lured by the promise of more sex with Cindy, and that the girls were prepared to record everything said when they got him boasting about his ability to get away with murder and flouting the law. With Charley as an additional witness to what he would say, the case should be air-tight against him.

Charley sat down, thinking over the possibilities of this case, and he realized that the more he was personally involved in the capture and conviction of this scofflaw criminal, the better it would be politically for him. He had both Cindy and Gerrie stand close beside him so that he could caress their exposed bodies for his pleasure while he worked out the details of bringing Harry to justice if he confessed again to his crimes. Charley could not actually grapple and fight with Harry to capture him, because of the obvious difference of forty years in their ages. Out loud he wondered if he should have the police standing by to take Harry into custody after Charley had heard the incriminating evidence, but Gerrie assured Charley that she could cope with Harry if that became necessary.

There was still almost an hour left before Harry was due to arrive, so the girls offered to provide their guest with his sex kicks now, in advance of his help. He accepted gladly, suggesting that Cindy again stimulate his penis orally, as she had done the first time, at the Skyway, while Gerrie take off her panties so that he could play with her pussy as well as the rest of her exquisite body.

He unzipped his trousers and loosened his tie, lying down supine on the bed in preparation for the thrills the two girls were going to supply. Cindy's hand and tongue soon had his weapon rising firmly, while his gentle fondling of Gerrie's breasts and crotch added to his excitement. Considering his age, his passion mounted rapidly and his body was heaving instinctively to the erotic stimulations he was getting, with a minimum of exertion on his part.

Now as his climax approached, Charley pulled Gerrie over toward him so that her vulva was close above his straining eager face. Cindy's mouth, tongue, and hand were working frantically on his stiff penis, and Charley lovingly thrust his mouth up into Gerrie's crotch, licking and sucking the hot moist tissues for his own satisfaction as the passion in his loins erupted and overflowed copiously into Cindy's ardently sucking, tongue flicking mouth. After a few moments he calmed down and arose from the bed, thanking the girls for a most pleasant and thrilling episode.

With the girls sitting around in their near nakedness for his entertainment, they all sat quietly chatting and planning for the few minutes until Harry's arrival. When the doorbell rang and he was admitted, Harry was surprised to find that Gerrie was the second girl present. He disliked and feared Gerrie ever since she had defeated him in their fight a month or so previously, but she was so physically attractive as a girl that he would enjoy having her service him sexually if she was willing.

Charley's presence was casually explained by telling Harry that Charley was a rich old playboy who got his kicks by watching others perform. He was paying the two girls to provide sex for Harry while he watched, Cindy explained, and that might excite him enough to be able to do something himself later. Harry was identified to Charley as being a very virile young man who could show the older man lots of action, and as being a very smart and shrewd operator in other ways, since he could get away with lots of things that would get normal people into serious trouble.

"Gosh, I sure admire a fellow who can get away with things," said Charley, playing the part of a stupid rich man. "With my luck, if I drop a match in the gutter, I'm likely to get a ticket for littering or obstructing traffic."

"I know what you mean," agreed Harry boastfully. "But if you're real smart and careful, you can do almost anything and not get caught. Well, come on, girls. Let's get going on the games that Charley wants to see. We don't want to disappoint him or cheat him tonight, do we?"

The two girls made quite a production of undressing Harry, playing with his penis lightly as they did so, with the result that he was firmly erect and excited by the time they had him nude. Harry strutted around displaying his rigidly aroused masculinity for Charley's benefit, and then he laid down on his back on the bed, near where Charley was sitting, so the two girls could start working on him. Gerrie was already completely bare, and now Cindy removed her tight little panties so that even her cute little pussy was exposed for the entertainment and use of the men.

Cindy started off by manually playing with Harry's upright rigid cock, occasionally giving it a light sucking kiss with her full lipped sensuous mouth. Pretending to be impressed by Harry's shrewdness, she said admiringly, "Hey, Harry, while I'm working you up for your first 'come' tonight, explain to Charley how smart you were in not getting caught after that auto accident last night."

Then her mouth engulfed the whole end of his swollen penis so that he would not consider how potentially, dangerous it would be to confess his crime in front of a strange and unknown man. Harry smiled with satisfaction at having his penis so delightfully stimulated and having a chance to boast of his illegal cleverness. Gerrie was letting her breasts sway right over his chest, so Harry reached up and began to clasp and squeeze them as he said, "The thing is, you don't ever stop at all after a hit-and-run accident, so nobody gets a good chance to see you or get a look at the car license. If the person you hit is badly hurt you'll read all about it in the next day's paper, so why get involved when you probably couldn't help them at the time without getting in trouble yourself."

Gerrie was now dangling her nipples above his face, just out of reach of his mouth as she asked, "But what if someone does get a good look at your license number and manages to remember it and tell the cops?"

Harry reached up with his mouth and sucked briefly on each of Gerrie's pink exciting nipples before he replied, "Any time I'm a little stoned, or have had a few drinks before driving, I take special precautions against getting caught."

"What special precautions?" asked Charley with awed interest. "I sure wish I knew some special way not to get into trouble with my car. I've had two parking tickets and a speeding ticket so far this year."

Cindy increased the vigor of her manual and oral actions on his penis so as to take Harry's mind off the danger of what he was about to say. Harry's hands were groping and probing deep in Gerrie's crotch, occupying all his attention as he answered, "I use water-paint or crayon to change the numbers on my license. There are lots of cars that look something like mine, and if I get caught with the changed numbers, I'll just claim that some kids must have done it for a prank and I don't know anything about it. Also there are lots of people, men, who look something like me, so at a quick glance nobody can really make a positive identification on me, since I never stop to give them a good look at me."

Cindy was jerking and sucking on Harry's straining erect penis and she knew that he was close to ejaculation and not thinking clearly about what he was saying. She winked at Gerrie, whose pussy was now being avidly licked by Harry, and Gerrie raised her crotch from Harry's face to ask, "Can you get away with that trick more than once? I should think the cops would catch on that there was something fishy after the first time."

"Keep that up, Cindy. It feels so wonderful," gasped Harry. Then he reached up and pulled Gerrie's hot wet pussy down onto his mouth again as he answered, "The cops know there's something fishy about some of the accidents I've been in, but they don't know about me. They couldn't pin anything on me, anyway. God, your pussy is sweet and juicy to suck, Gerrie. I can't get enough of it."

Within seconds he was heaving his hips wildly from the dual stimulation of cuntlapping and being sucked off, and immediately he was spurting his hot semen into Cindy's mouth as evidence of the effectiveness of their sexual techniques. He lay quiet for a few moments, physically drained, and then he sat up looking proudly at Charley. "How was that for a show, Charley? Did you like it? Don't you wish you could get in an act like that?"

"Yes, that was pretty good. But I'm sort of disappointed that you shot your load so soon. I hoped the evening's games with the two girls would last longer. But I guess that's all for tonight."

"Hell, no, old man," boasted Harry. "That's just the first act of tonight's show. Give me just a few minutes to get my pencil reloaded, and I'll be ready to go on for the second act. When Harry performs with girls, he shows how a real man operates. And for the next round of this bout, I want a pussy massaging my cock. That hand and mouth act is just for preliminaries."

"You can really do it again so soon?" asked Charley in assumed admiration. "You sure are quite a man, the way you take on the girls, and get away with murder, and out-smart people like you do. How does your wife feel about all this?"

"Who cares what she thinks?" sneered Harry as he puffed on a cigarette and sipped a refreshing drink to recuperate his energies for further demonstrations of his vaunted virility. "My wife does what she's told. That's the only way to treat women. If she doesn't like what I do, she knows enough to keep quiet and not bother me with her worries and complaints. I live the way I want to, and nobody is going to stop me."

"That's a real man's philosophy, I guess," said Charley with pretended admiration. "The smart tough ones get what they want, and the rest of us just get what's left."

"You'd better believe it, old man. And I'm the guy who takes what he wants in every way."

All this while Cindy and Gerrie had been boosting Harry's opinion of himself by affectionately playing with his penis and allowing him free access to the more exciting areas of then delightful young female bodies. His hands were squeezing and pinching firm jutting breasts, and probing demandingly into heated crotches, in order to excite himself for a second demonstration of his abilities for Charley's benefit. The more the girls kept him occupied with sexual thoughts and actions, the less likely that he would realize how dangerous his boasting talk about his hit-and-run accidents could be.

In less than half an hour Harry claimed he was ready to go again, and the rigid state of his newly aroused penis seemed to back up his claim. The enthusiastic cooperation of Cindy and Gerrie, plus Charley's obvious envy and admiration, gave the arrogant young man an unjustified sense of well-being and his own importance. At Charley's suggestion, so that he could clearly see every aspect of the coming action, Harry stretched out on his back on the big bed. Gerrie knelt astride his waist and slowly lowered her hot gaping pelvis down onto his stiffly upright cock, allowing it to poke excitingly around her vulva before finding the warm juicy entrance of her vagina. As Charley watched with fascination, Gerrie slowly impaled herself on his rigid shaft, writhing her body and slowly pumping her hips as Harry's cock gradually penetrated full deep into her pelvis until she was sitting on his outstretched thighs.

"Now we're getting somewhere, kids," grunted Harry as Gerrie's pulsing hips squirmed her vagina thrillingly on his sensitive penis. "Mouths and hands feel fine on a man's cock as a build-up, but it takes a hot tight juicy pussy to give him the real thrills he wants."

"I'll bet it does, Harry," said Charley in pretended admiration. "A real swinging guy like you, tough and smart, sure has a perfect life. Not a chance of any trouble for you from your wife or from the cops. Right?"

"Right. My wife doesn't dare make any trouble for me. And the cops are too stupid to ever catch me." Harry pulled Cindy over towards him on the bed and began roughly fingering between her legs for his own entertainment as she squirmed in discomfort from the roughness of his actions. Then he continued, "I figure if you do a thing often enough, you get to be good at it. I've played around with and screwed hundreds of girls, so I'm a good cocksman. And I've gotten away with at least six hit-and-run accidents without getting caught, so I'm good at that, too. The cops now have one unlucky guy in jail for an accident I had a couple of months ago. He's tall with dark hair, and has a car something like mine, but the main thing against him is that his license number is the same as I changed mine to. You probably saw a lot about it in the papers a while ago. I ought to feel sorry for that guy, but really I'm just glad I was smart enough to get away with it."

Now Harry was nibbling and licking at Cindy's easily available crotch as Gerrie was pumping her vagina vigorously up and down on his penis. Harry was so involved with enjoying these wonderful sexual attentions that he did not sense danger when Charley casually asked, "How do you feel about the people who were injured or killed when you hit them and then dashed off without helping them?"

Harry stopped sucking Cindy's pussy long enough to say, "That's just their touch luck. If they hadn't been in the street where I was driving, they wouldn't have been hit. Why should I worry about stupid jerks like that?"

Charley sensed that Harry was now, under the exotic stimulations from the two girls, on the verge of his second climactic eruption, and he didn't want the cruel selfish heartless arrogant young man to enjoy that pleasure. "OK, girls. Stop now. That's enough," he called.

"Hey, you can't do that, old man," protested Harry angrily. "I'm just getting set to shoot my load again. If they stop now, you'll leave me with a set of aching nuts till I can use another girl. If you want to use these broads for hauling your ashes, just wait till I'm finished,"

"You're finished already, Harry," Charley informed him as the two girls got up obedently, leaving Harry frustrated and strongly unsatisfied. "No more sex thrills for you tonight or for a long time to come. In trying to show what a shrewd guy you are, you've outsmarted yourself this time."

"What are you talking about?" demanded Harry as he sat up glaring at his three opponents. "Is this some idea of a gag? Do you think you can scare me or blackmail me?"

"I'm not trying to blackmail you, Harry. I'm just putting you under arrest," Charley told him.

"What for? And who are you to try to arrest me?" asked Harry as fear began to get through to him.

"For confessed manslaughter, maybe murder, and for hit-run driving," replied Charley calmly. "I've been a deputy sheriff here for about twenty years, so I can take you into custody and turn you over to the proper authorities for trial and punishment. Everything you've said here tonight can be told on the witness stand by me and these two girls. And everything has been tape recorded as further evidence against you."

As the full impact of these statements hit Harry he glanced wildly around for some way of escape. Then he realized that he was stark naked, and his clothes seemed to have disappeared. As his eyes flicked over the nude forms of the two girls he had found so exciting only a few moments before, the sight was uninteresting, distasteful, and even a little frightening. But what could he do? He had to do something, to get himself out of this terrible mess he'd gotten into.

As a deputy sheriff, Charley might have a gun, and Harry knew from bitter experience that it did not pay to tangle with Gerrie, so Cindy was the one enemy he must get to, to use her as a shield and hostage against the attacks of the other two. Pretending to admit defeat, Harry began to move toward Cindy.

"None of that," barked Charley. "Stay right where you are if you want to stay healthy. I have a very important phone call to make about you."

"Wait a second, Charley," interrupted Gerrie quickly. "We can't just all stand here like this indefinitely. We ought to tie him up so that we can get dressed before the police arrive."

"We can't get close enough to him to tie him up," replied Charley. "He would hurt someone badly."

"He won't hurt me," said Gerrie confidently. "And he knows it. He's tried before and he always lost."

Now as Harry saw justice closing in on him, he went berserk in his effort to escape punishment for his sins against society. He made a wild lunge for Cindy as the most vulnerable of his opponents. Gerrie stretched out a long tapering naked leg and tripped him. As he fell heavily to the floor Gerrie was on top of him and quickly had one of his arms wrenched up behind his back, her fingers interlaced with his, so that any further struggles on his part were not only futile but extremely painful.

Then came the final indignity for Harry. While Gerrie held him helpless on the floor, Charley and Cindy took the long thin strong nylon waist-cord from one of Gerrie's negligees and tied it tightly around Harry's whole genital system, including his penis and scrotum. Now harry was ordered to his feet and led to stand with his back to a heavy iron-work chair.

With Harry effectively immobilized, Cindy and Gerrie quickly dressed so as to be presentable when the police arrived in response to Charley's phone call. The sight of Harry's humiliated helpless nakedness made the cops laugh until they learned the nature of the crimes he was accused of. Then their mood turned to anger, and they led him by his genital leash, still naked, out to the waiting police car and then to the police headquarters.

Through Charley's considerable political influence, Tom was released from jail within hours after the verbal and taped evidence against Harry had been presented to a local judge. The whole case against Tom was immediately dropped, and the preparation of an airtight case against Harry had begun.