Chapter 19
"I've got a great idea," said Blanche.
She and Stephanie were having drinks the following night in the bar that they frequented. "You might not go for it though," she added.
"I'm usually open to anything."
"Well, here's what I had in mind.
Blanche talked for about ten minutes and not once did Stephanie interrupt her. She listened carefully and with growing interest.
Blanche made her case like a lawyer, outlining it carefully, pitching it well and when she was finally finished she sat back on her bar stool, took a sip out of her gin and tonic and lit a cigarette.
"Well?" she asked.
"I like it."
"Good."
"It's dangerous though."
"Because of...?"
"Yes. That could make things very difficult for us in ways that I don't even want to think about."
"I can control that one hundred percent."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"In that case my answer is sure, we'll do it. It'll be a real kick in the ass."
"Great. I'll start to set it up."
"How long will that take?"
"A week at most."
"And it'll have to be done during the week, not on a weekend?" asked Stephanie.
"That's correct. Does that present you with any specific problem?" asked Blanche.
"No, not really."
"Great. Want another drink?"
"No, but I would like to take you home with me."
Blanche put some money down on the bar and they left. Once they got to Stephanie's they immediately took off their clothes and sucked and sucked for a long time.
Harold Schlumberg was half way through his first cup of coffee of the day. His jacket was slung over the back of his chair and Blanche was outside typing a letter and when she had finished she brought it in to him so he could sign it. This was the morning after she and Stephanie had talked at the bar.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure," said Schlumberg as he sipped his coffee. "Have you ever watched while two women sucked each other off?"
He immediately swallowed wrong and began to cough. Coffee spilled over his desk and his shirt and Blanche gave him a tissue.
"Jesus, don't ever sneak up on me like that again," he finally said.
"Sorry. Are you all right?"
He cleared his throat. "Yes and the answer to your question is no and I probably never will."
"Would you like to?"
"I would not turn down an invitation if one were to be offered to me."
"It just was."
"I'll need details."
"It has to be done during the week. You have a cottage don't you?"
"Yes."
"Would it be possible to use it one afternoon for a couple of hours?"
"It could be arranged."
"You'd also have to cover for me. We'd both be away from the office at the same time."
"Would you be one of the participants?"
"Yes."
"I see. And the other individual?"
"You don't know her but there is one small matter I want to make you aware of."
"There's always a catch. Okay, what is it?"
"If you ever get any ideas of either contacting this person again or if you ever mention it to anyone I will personally not only file every sex discrimination suit I can against you but I will also testify on your wife's behalf at your divorce trial."
"In other words, you'd fuck me every way you could."
"That's correct."
"Do you think you could get away with it?" he asked. "I know I could. You'd be ruined."
Schlumberg took a sip out of his coffee and sighed. "I agree with you and I don't blame you for being protective. It's a small town, people like to talk."
"Well?"
"I think it's a small price to pay. You only live once and I'm not getting any younger.
"I'll have to give my friend a couple of days notice," said Blanche.
"Sure. It'll take me a couple of days to come up with something that will satisfy my wife. I'm treading on dangerous ground there."
"Take your time. There can't be any screw-ups," cautioned Blanche.
"You're very nice to me."
"Me and my friend think it will be a real turn-on," said Blanche.
"Oh, I'm sure it will be. Care to give me a sneak preview?" he asked.
"Like a blow job?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever you feel like."
"I don't feel like sucking on a cock right now but I will tell you this. There will be two beautiful women and they will suck each other's cunts and they will come many times. You're going to be there Harold and, more than likely, you'll get your cock sucked and if I feel like it, I'll let you fuck me."
"And the other woman?"
"Forget it."
"Can't have everything I suppose."
"Harold, you're getting more than most men ever get."