Chapter 18
Meanwhile, as the bond between Jack and Jessup grew, so did the business partnership between Big Joe Thompson and Arlene. She didn't mind the odd-ball approach to sex. If it made him happy, why not let him have his kicks? It certainly was something new for her and in some ways she enjoyed them, for the variety if nothing else.
And when she wanted real bedroom satisfaction there was always Mike anxiously awaiting his turn. Mike really "turned" Arlene on with his sexual techniques, and even after a session with Big Joe, the buxom girl had no trouble getting worked up for a session with Mike. Just thinking about it gave her goose pumples. Knowing Mike would come to her bedroom for a bed session kept her from returning to Los Angeles to stay.
Right after the Pros victory Sunday, both she and Big Joe flew into Los Angeles where Mike met them at the airport. As a dividend for her favors to Big Joe bought her a mink stole which she had draped about her neck as the plane touched down.
"Things are looking up for you," remarked Mike, pleased that she had pleased his boss.
"Strictly a business arrangement," Arlene said with the air of a female executive. Big Joe nodded, but his eyes sparkled and he snaked one arm around Arlene's waist to hold her tight while he gave her a deep kiss. As the kiss continued his hand roamed a bit and when it touched her young breasts, Arlene shivered.
She managed to push him away while she readjusted her clothing.
"Not here, honey," she told Big Joe. "You'll get me all worked up and no place to go."
Big Joe smiled down at her, fingered the mink stole a bit and then took his hand off her bosom. It already had made him feel his male reaction and he too couldn't stand loving her like that and having to forget any consumation.
The three of them whipped across L.A. to the Sunset Strip and to Mike's place. Big Joe had come over to finalize Mike's plan for fixing the championship game between the Pros and Cleveland. He wanted to make sure there would be no slip up. Arlene bowed out of the meeting to run over to her apartment for a quick change of clothes while the two men plotted their course of action.
"Tomorrow night we take the kid out," explained Mike. "I've got it all set up. He's going to have a little love scene with Arlene at her apartment. The two thugs from Reno will jump Jim, smashing his hand. Then we'll convince Jessup to shave the points the right way." Mike went over the details a hundred times with Big Joe who seemed to be convinced.
"I'm going to supervise this job in person," Big Joe said. "Better not have any slip-up. My people don't like it. It won't be healthy for you, Mike. And, remember, if anything leaks out, you take the rap. If you talk, you're dead."
The two men continued to plot the "Kill" for almost an hour, to make sure every angle was covered. Mike was convinced it would work and he hoped Big Joe was also convinced. Somehow though, he had his doubts about his boss and so kept on talking.
Finally Big Joe changed the subject abruptly. "Mike, we've gone over this pro and con, backward and forward and even upside down. So there is no more we can say. If it works, we will both prosper. If it doesn't-well, you know your destiny. It won't be pleasant."
"I know, boss," Mike said quickly. "By the way, how did you and your date with Arlene go?"
"It was perfect, just perfect!"
"Did she go for your ideas?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, boss, you are a little different from others in how you like your sex. I wondered if she made any fuss. If she did I'll have a good talk with her and set her up straight on that."
"Oh, she cooperated very well-and seemed to enjoy it. We had our fun in the evening and again when we woke up in the morning. She either is a damned good actress or she really got wound up. She couldn't keep still in bed while we made love. But I calmed her down with some spanking before our sex and after that we got along just fine."
"She's a beautiful girl and I was sure you would like her."
"I do-and I hope to have her again soon. Perhaps tomorrow night if Jim doesn't tire her out too much. Which reminds me, have you told Jim about his date with Arlene?"
"Yes, he knows about it and he's just like a kid, looking forward to a sexy date with a beautiful girl. I would like to think she is looking forward to it too. Sometimes, though, Arlene is remote and even uncooperative with Jim. She seems to put on an act, which I guess is all right, if she can fool the quarterback."
"Let her do it her way," Big Joe said. "She knows what she's doing. Anyway, what if she doesn't get all heated up with him. As long as she plays it that way, it doesn't actually matter."
Arlene rejoined the two plotters then and the conversation ended between the two men about her.
"I want you especially sexy tomorrow night," Mike cautioned his concubine. "Remember, you've got to get the guy on the couch. You got to get him so excited he won't know which end is up. You know how to do that and he will follow your lead. So lead him on. Tell him anything or let him do anything he wants. With your sexy figure and perfume plus a few clothes, that should be easy.
"When he is all wound up and you are both in what is called a compromising position, the two guys hiding in the bathroom will sneak up on him and konk him good. The main idea is for them to crack a couple of fingers in his right hand. Make sure he's not holding your charms with it all the time. Understand?"
The three had a drink to the success of their plans and after Big Joe suggested he be alone with Arlene for the night, Mike left, surrendering his apartment to his boss and their playmate.
This time Big Joe allowed Arlene to undress to her panties and bra and then he carried her to the couch. Another Lolita love affair could wait until they were in his place in Reno where clothes befitting the occasion were available.
Arlene slowly removed her clothes, doing a kind of Burlesque striptease to music from the room's Hi-Fi that Big Joe had turned on. When he had deposited her on the couch, he quickly removed all but his shorts and cuddled her to him. He knew all the secret places to touch, kiss and fondle. Her breathing became uneven as his hands covered her pink nipples, tweaking each one and then kissing them as he removed the bra.
Her lips fastened to his and her hands moved slowly over his almost nude body and their tongues played games with each other until she pushed him away to arrange herself flat on the couch.
Big Joe needed no further urging. He removed his shorts and for a few moments stood over her reclining figure, admiring the young curves of her breasts, waist and throat. His hands clenched and unclenched as he watched her uneven breathing that made her breasts rise on her deep chest, stop for a moment then fall, still keeping their rounded shape and thrusting out as a young girl's bosom would.
As she looked up at him pleadingly, he lowered himself to his knees beside the couch, moved his hands slowly over her as he once again kissed her lips. Then he moved his lips slowly over her upper torso, acting like a baby as he sucked on her nipples. Her flat stomach and full young thighs next felt his moist lips before they fastened on her love gate.
He spread her satiny thighs even farther apart, gazing directly into her lush femininty, studying the pink, slick lips to her cunt.
Arlene felt mounting excitement as his mouth moved back to glue itself directly upon her little muff, and she felt the warmth of his breath against her sensitized sex lips. She squirmed excitedly, and he tentatively probed the opening to her tight little sheath, then plunged his tongue directly into it.
She moaned, feeling his tongue slip along the tight little passageway, noticing that his upper lip was not ignoring her budding clit, now fully erected for the stimulation his moving mouth could provide.
Her legs involuntarily clamped along the side of his head, and now he began to suck violently while moving his tongue back and forth inside the sex lips of her delectable little hole.
In and out moved his tongue, and Arlene moaned and screamed out her mounting lust as she began to spiral upward toward the chasm of climax.
He worked over her like an aging satyr, driving her up and out of her senses with his beguiling tongue, riding along her pussy and goading it to an unindurable excitement until the budding clit burst into nervous release.
"Oooooohhhhhh! Oohhhhh! Ooohhhhhhh-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Arlene screamed, thrashing her hips as he sucked the very daylights out of her right through her quim.
She felt him draining the juice right out of her body, and heard him gasp before finally, he slowly withdrew his mouth entirely.
Her eyes were glazed but happy and there was a slow big smile as he swung his head up to meet her lips with a moist kiss.
"That was wonderful, honey," she said. "God how I loved that!"
"You are a very beautiful girl, my dear. And we shall have many such moments together, I'm sure." Big Joe looked down at her a bit paternally as he noted her continued response to his attentions. Her eyes closed, as she relaxed even further and he let her sleep.
Big Joe's mind was still on the matters at hand, especially Jim O'Flanagan's scheduled loving with Arlene. Joe wondered a bit if he was getting jealous of the young fellow, of his abilities and endurance that could last and last.
He let Arlene's head fall back on the couch's big pillows and he put on his briefs and sat down beside her to watch her still nude body and to contemplate further love bouts with her.
Arlene, pretending a deep sleep, was scheming. She'd make Jim all right. And then that would be the strategic moment to hit up Big Joe and Mike for that Thunderbird. She could have laughed while Big Joe was using her body. What a jackass he was, she thought. How could he be getting such a big sexual kick out of what he was doing when she was not returning his caresses and kisses in kind?
"I'd like to go home now," Arlene said plaintively to Big Joe as she seemed to wake up from a nap. "You make me so tired-and so happy." Big Joe agreed a good night's sleep was in order. He reminded her of her respn-sibilities with O'Flanagan again and Arlene went home.
She slept the sleep of the innocent, waking in the afternoon with a start. The telephone was ringing. It was Jim.
"Darling," he said. "I've missed you. Mike explained you had to leave town to visit your sick mother. But I'm glad you are back. Mike said you were anxious to see me tonight."
"Oh," said Arlene, "Jim boy, I'm so glad you called. I missed you something terrible. I want you to come right over. No, not now. But this evening. Can you make it?"
"Can I make it? Darling," said Jim, "nothing could keep me away." He paused awkwardly. "Do you still love me?" he asked. Jim was afraid Arlene would hold that Chicago rough rape against him. He was genuinely ashamed of his animal behavior. But still he remembered how Arlene almost screamed as he brought her to a climax the first time they made love that night, and again a short time later. She didn't seem badly frightened after that, so maybe it was only his imagination.
"I love you with all my heart," giggled Arlene. She hung up, pleased with her performance. She fancied herself a good actress, and this coming scene would give her valuable experience. So that jerk got beat up a little. So what!