Chapter 4
THE HARD STORY
After that ordeal with those two broads, plus a forty-eight hour layoff period, as Dan stated to Elmer, sexual relations were once again ready to be resumed. Dan had not called Edna in the past two days and when he did, Briggs, the butler told him that she had gone out of town. The more he thought about it, the more he was convinced that this sudden leaving town was a lot of shit.
That evening Dan hired a car and waited a few doors up the street from Edna's apartment house. He didn't have to wait very long. She came out of the building walking very fast. Dan slid down in the seat of the car so that she wouldn't see him as she hurried by. Something's cooking, he thought.
Knowing that he couldn't follow her through the crowded Manhattan streets by car, he jumped out, locked the doors, and took after her. "Well, I'll be damned," he said to himself as he saw her walking into the same building where Mr. Fletcher had his apartment.
Could she be back together again with the old man? He wondered. This I have to know. Social-wise as well as business-wise.
Dan gave her about five minutes, then going upstairs he listened at the door. Not hearing anything, he gently turned the knob and as luck would have it, the door was not locked. Slowly pushing the door open, he tiptoed in. From the bedroom he could hear moans of delight. So the old boy is back and she returned to the golden goose, he thought, as he peeked into the bedroom.
Then Dan got the shock of his life. There, lying nude on his back, with his legs wrapped around Edna's waist and his eleven inch cock stuck all the way up into her cunt was Elmer. Dan turned from shock to rage. As he was about to run over to the two double-crossers and start pounding hell out of them, a voice singing the Capetown Races headed toward the room from the direction of the kitchen. Dan automatically ducked behind a large side board and watched in fascination as Maple, the boss's colored sweetheart, came walking in nude with an artificial cock strapped to her groin.
She got into the bed behind Edna and then kneeling on her shapely knees, spread the cheeks of Edna's ass wide open as she pushed the artificial dick all the way in to the hilt. Dan's fury melted, as his cock went up like a flagpole.
Edna was lifting herself up and down like mad on Elmer's prick while Maple, keeping in perfect rhythm with her, kept pumping into her ass from behind.
"Come on, pussy," urged Elmer from beneath. "I can't hold this load back much longer."
"Here I come," said Edna as she increased the speed of her pumping.
"Ride 'em cowboy," yelled Maple, on top with her artificial dick plunged deep into Edna's ass.
Edna gasped as she exploded from within, then caved in on Elmer. By the look of the expression on his face, he must have come, too. He cursed Elmer as he crouched behind the dresser, unconsciously patting his swollen cock.
The pyramid of nude, spent flesh lay there almost lifeless for a few moments, then Edna turned her head slightly behind her and as if by signal, Maple pulled herself out and jumped off the bed.
"He won't be any use to you for a while, honey, so let me fill in for him," she smiled as she helped Edna roll off Elmer and onto her shapely back.
"The bed is wide enough, so we don't have to push him off," Maple smiled, as she readjusted her artificial cock, then mounted Edna whose long outstretched legs spread open to receive the mechanical monster.
Dan cursed silently, as he watched Maple playing the male role. First, she played slowly with Edna's pussy, obviously strumming away at the clitoris. Then when Edna began to grip the bed with her hands and toes, she increased her speed. In and out, in and out until Edna gave out with a wild, passionate scream, and at the same time grabbing Maple around the neck pulling the smaller girl down on top of her and closed her lips around her mouth while her thighs clamped shut on the artificial cock that had brought them to such a pitch.
Dan lay propped up against the wall; his pants were open and the sideboard dripped from scum. All this sexual excitement had gotten the better of him and had forced him to relieve himself, against his better judgment.
Realizing that physical mayhem was impossible in his now weakened condition, he silently tip-toed out of the bedroom, and quietly closed the door behind him.
It was a sleepless night for Dan. He just couldn't figure out the puzzle. No matter from what angle he examined it, he just couldn't figure out how Elmer got to meet Edna, nor how Edna got to know Maple, or was it the other way around?
"Damn it!" he shouted, as he plunged his fist into his palm. "I know he couldn't have gotten their addresses from me. I had them memorized and destroyed before Elmer got into New York. Yet, that red-headed prick somehow slid into the driver's seat and knifed me in the back.
"Well, I'm supposed to meet him at my office today at eleven, so I'D play it cool and see if I can trip him up."
Being as he was already up, Dan figured he may as well get into the office early and catch up on some long neglected work, something he had not been doing for almost two weeks. He arrived at nine-thirty and was greeted in the hall by Ralph, the porter.
"In kind of early today, Mr. Daley."
"Yeah," he smiled impatiently. "I have to catch up on some extra work." Nosy bastard, he muttered to himself, just because I have been coming in at eleven for the past few weeks and then when I come in early, I have to give explanations to the whole world.
Finding the door locked, he grumbled aloud, "Even the damn receptionist has me clocked. She probably doesn't get here until ten to eleven."
Fumbling around in his pockets, he found his office door key, unlocked the door,-and walked in. On the reception desk was a half opened purse and an overturned typewriter with all the papers scattered wildy about the floor. Seeing his office door ajar, Dan picked up a paperweight from the desk and ran in. He could hardly believe his eyes.
There sitting propped back with his pants off in Dan's swivel chair was Elmer and sitting on his naked lap with his rod all the way up her lovenest was his grand-motherly looking receptionist.
"Why, you two-faced motherfucking degenerate!" Dan roared, as he smashed the paperweight to the floor.
The terrorized receptionist quickly pulled herself off Elmer's lance and jumped out of his lap. She didn't even stop to explain, but just ran out of the office.
"Now take it easy, old man," Elmer said, putting up, a bold front as he started to pull himself up from the chair.
"No you don't!" yelled Dan, as he swung his clenched fist right into Elmer's jaw. The impact was so strong that it knocked Elmer right out of the chair onto the floor.
As Elmer slowly began to rise holding the overturned chair for support, Dan knocked him down again with another punch to the jaw, then jumping on top of him and pinning his arms down with his knees, Dan grabbed him by his hair and began banging his head against the floor.
"I didn't know she meant that much to you," cried Elmer through his now swollen jaw.
"I'm not interested in that old fart!" yelled Dan as he held Elmer tightly by the hair. "I want to know how you got to meet my boss's wife and how Maple fits into all this!"
Elmer's eyes widened in surprise.
"I saw the orgy you three put on last night at his place, so don't you try to deny it. I'll give you exactly one minute to tell me the straight story or so help me...! " waving his fist in Elmer's face. "I'll start in by breaking your nose, then knocking your teeth out one by one."
"Okay, I'll tell you. Let me up," pleaded Elmer.
"No, you just stay as helpless as you now are until you piss it all out. Go ahead, talk," he held his raised fist menacingly.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell. Just don't hit me any more."
"Go ahead, talk!" shouted Dan.
"Well, when old man Fletcher stumbled in on you screwing his wife, he figured you were his out for separation payments, but when you caught him with Maple, it blew his whole plan. So, checking your employment application form, he found my name on it as one of your references from your home town and also that I had been working for the Sheriff's office part time assigned to investigations. He phoned me and said that he wanted to see me ... So that's why he suddenly left town, huh?" said Elmer.
"Never mind. Just keep talking," Dan warned, as he shook his fist.
"Well, as I said, he wanted to see me and he told me he would pay my way around New York and make it well worth my while if I could blow the deal between you and her and then let his private detectives catch me with his wife and take the necessary pictures. That's all there is, Danny."
Dan's eyes blazed as he looked down at the battered face of his one-time buddy. "You two-faced bastard! I ought to kill you. For twenty pieces of silver you were going to sell me out."
"Ah, Danny..."
"Shut up!" Dan yelled, as he raised his fist in a threatening gesture. "Of course it never occurred to you or bothered you that once he got that evidence I would be out of a job. Thrown out on my ass because I no longer had anything on him."
Seeing the rage on Dan's face, Elmer didn't dare say anything.
"Okay, all is not lost. It looks like I nipped it in the bud just in time," Dan thought, quickly pulling himself off Elmer.
Dan asked, "Where's the boss now?"
Elmer hesitated then started to get up. Dan quickly bent down, picked up the paperweight and holding it over Elmer's head yelled, "I'm not going to ask you again."
"He just got in. He's upstairs in his private office," blurted out Elmer.
"Okay, now get the hell out of here and out of my life. If I ever see you again, I'll kill you.
Get out!" He raised the paperweight again menacingly as Elmer got into his pants and without bothering to zipper them dashed out of the room.
Dan followed outside. Not seeing the receptionist, he placed the call himself. Edna answered when Briggs told her it was Elmer.
"Listen carefully, I'm doing both of us a favor. Your husband hired Elmer to set you up for a raid by some private dicks. Maple is in on it, too. So, my advice to you is keep your ass clean from now on if you want to keep collecting from the old boy."
Before she could say anything, he hung up. That was phase one, now for phase two. Taking the seldom used stairs, he walked up to the top floor of the Fletcher Building where Mr. Fletcher had his private office.
Hearing voices, he swung the door open and there lying back on the large mahogany desk was Miss Evans, the boss's private secretary and in between her thighs, Mr. Fletcher's bald head was working feverishly up and down as he lapped away at her juicy cunt.
"Ahem, ahem."
Miss Evans jumped up from the desk, knocking Mr. Fletcher to the heavily carpeted floor. Twisting around, to his horror, Fletcher for the second time had been caught by Dan with the evidence dripping from his mouth.
"Sorry to interrupt your lunch, Mr. Fletcher, but Mr. Elmer Hopple wanted me to convey this message to you. Because of situations beyond his control, he regrets to inform you that he had to leave your employ and go back home."
Slamming the door behind him, Dan walked out, smiling to himself. Well, you did it again, Danny my boy!