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whole plan, this arrangement under which she as well as Kit was
available physically to this man? Certainly she had never dreamed that
he would consider his privileges transferable to his business customers
...
But the issue was never really in doubt, and they both knew it. Jack smiled confidently as he tossed off
the rest of his drink and picked up a little pad from a shelf behind the apartment's tiny bar. He scribbled
on the paper for a moment, then tore off a sheet and held it toward Carol. "Better take this so there
won't be any foul-up. And don't be late; you've got less than an hour ..."
* * *
Carol's mind was still angry and confused as she spotted the motel two blocks ahead. She slowed the
new Thunderbird in an unconscious effort to delay her arrival as much as possible and was rewarded by
an impatient horn blast behind her. But she was not even aware of the other driver; her thoughts were
focused grimly on her present situation and the larger implications that it brought up. It was probably true
that Jack would not have asked this of her under normal circumstances, at least not quite this soon, but
the whole thing made his basic outlook uncomfortably clear. Carol's desire for Jack and Kit's marriage,
so strong a few weeks ago, now began to seem like a possibly monumental miscalculation. And yet she
could not afford to question the whole situation so soon ... Besides, maybe this was an exception ...
Carol was startled by the realization that she had already entered the motel grounds. She stared dumbly
at the crowd of children at one of the motel's two pools, then turned her face away from the noisy group
with the realization that it would be best not to be recognized. She drove past the pool into an area that
was growing dark in the gathering dusk and stopped the car to fish nervously in her purse for the slip of
paper Jack had given her. She found it and looked at the number on it, then up at the nearest room
number.
Carol let out a little startled cry as the ground's lighting system came on and destroyed the slight sense of
privacy she had felt in the gloom. She lurched the car forward as she tried to decipher the room
numbering system ...
Carol crossed her legs and watched the men's eyes go to the flesh of her thighs, which was shown to
advantage by her miniskirt. The subject of their interest was obvious, but at least they were younger and
less unattractive than the mental image she had had ... And they seemed to be pleased by her
appearance.
The youngest, a man apparently under forty and with only a hint of a paunch, spoke in a voice that was
obviously intended to put their pretty visitor at ease. "Well Carol, I'm glad it worked out this way. I ...
well, I have to say that I wasn't too happy when Jack told me he was sending his mother-in-law, but I
had no idea that his wife had such a lovely mother. Jack's wife must be awfully young ..."
The other man, who seemed to be about fifty and had lost most of his hair, laughed a little too loudly.
"Yeah, she probably is pretty young." He grinned at the younger man. "We'll probably get to find out
sooner or later; Ames hinted that he'd have sent her this time except they were leaving on their
honeymoon. How 'bout that? We'll probably get to fuck his wife later on. And right now his
mother-in-law, of all people, looks like a pretty good piece of ass to me ..."
Carol sucked in a sharp breath as the import of their words hit her.
Not only were the men as crude as she had first feared, but Jack's
unwarranted frankness with them held grim implications for the future
...
"... hear me, baby? I asked you if your daughter is a good fuck. I bet she is if she's got a body like
yours. Say does Jack fuck you too? I bet he does, from the way he talked. What about it, honey?"
Carol looked blankly at the men, appalled by their unnecessary vulgarity. Damn them, they didn't have to
talk this way ...
But even the younger man's conversation was suddenly lewd. "Hey, Charley---you know what? I bet
we could have a party and fuck both of 'em at once. Mother and daughter at the same time---on the
same bed so everybody can watch everybody fuck. How 'bout that? You ever done anything like that?"
The older man grinned as his eyes stayed on Carol's legs. "Yeah, a long time ago. Stayed in a hotel in
Miami where this maid sneaked her daughter in for the men. Only charged five bucks, and the two of
'em would do anything you wanted. Used to have one suck my prick while the other stuck her tongue up
my ass ... then I'd fuck one and have the other one suck my come out of her pussy." He paused and
seemed to consider. "Course a dollar was worth something in those days ..."
The younger man laughed. "Yeah, prices have gone up quite a bit since World War One. But, what the
hell---this fucking won't cost us a thing." Then he turned back to Carol. "Hey, baby, you never did
answer the question. Does Jack fuck you?"
Carol stared at him as she tried to keep her feelings from showing. She was mad, but Jack was the real
culprit, and it would only make things worse to antagonize these men. "Let's not worry about other
people; let's just think about what we're going to do. What do you boys like?"
Neither man pressed the question. The older man, who seemed to be his companion's superior,
chuckled as his eyes continued to rove over Carol's figure. He seldom looked at her face. "Well now,
honey, we're not too particular. We do like variety. What you got to offer?"
Carol made herself continue the preposterous conversation as the thought struck her that this was
probably the standard whore---customer routine. Well, why not? There was no other way to accurately
classify her function here ... and for that matter maybe she had really made a whore out of herself when
she made the deal with Jack in the first place. Certainly he seemed to see it in that light ...
The younger man seemed displeased. "Carol, you got a hell of a habit of ignoring somebody when they
talk to you. Charley asked you a question, and you just sit there."
"Sorry. I ... my mind's kind of wandering, I guess. This is the first time I ... I've done anything like this,
and I'm a little nervous."
The older man spoke. "Yeah, I think that's the truth, Andy. Don't bitch at her; I think Carol's gonna be
real sweet to us. That right, honey?"
"That's right. You won't have any complaints." Carol had suddenly decided to cooperate fully and get
this distasteful episode over as quickly as possible. Then she would have a chance to reevaluate the
whole situation, but in the meantime she could not afford to make any hasty decisions. And, since it had
to be done, she might as well make it as pleasant as possible for the men and herself. It had been a long
time since she had dealt with two men at once ...
Carol decided to get the activities underway. "Well, boys, maybe you'd like to see what Jack's giving
you. Would you like me to undress?" Both men grinned. "Hell yes. I'm ready to fuck. Let's get this show
on the road." The younger man turned to his associate. "How you want to work it, Charley? You want
me to go in the other room to start with?"
The older man seemed disgusted. "Not unless you're bashful about the way you fuck. I'm sure as hell
not. Let's have the little lady undress and play with us a little, then we'll decide what to do. My problem
is that I'm at the stage where I can't usually come but once a night, so I don't wanna waste it. At your
age you oughta be good for three comes, anyway."
The other man grinned. "Usually. Except with my wife. You know, it's a funny thing---Barbara can get
me hot the first time as quick as any female in the country, but I've got to where I can hardly even fuck
her twice. But when I've got a broad like Carol, I can usually screw her three times, and maybe more.
It's hard to figure---I guess it's just that a man gets so used to his wife. Hell, I hope I don't get to where I
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