Chapter 4

Some changes took place while Betsy and I were dating. Riley's was still Riley's, but Joe no longer owned it. The divorce that happened following Joe's wife catching him buried in Karen had caused it to be sold. The new owner left things pretty much as they were, but he enlarged a storage area and made a kitchen out of it. The new name was Riley's Bar and Grill and the grill had a limited menu. Half pound ground rounds, steak sandwiches, Philly Cheese Steak sandwiches, onion rings and French fries were all that were offered.

Murray, the new owner, hired a German girl to work in the kitchen and she became an instant object of lust for most of the guys who came into the bar. Tall, about five ten, built like a brick shit-house and long blond hair. She was the living image of what the Nordic Valkyries were thought to be. She was hit on constantly, but no one seemed to get anywhere with her. Probably because her English wasn't that all that good. Freda had trouble not only understanding what was being said to her, but she couldn't make herself understood either.

Murray spoke German and I assumed he probably gave her the job as a favor to a friend. Or maybe she was a relative. She had no problem in the kitchen because the order pad for food had the German name of the product just under the English name. If you ordered the onion rings for instance the waitress put a check mark in the little box in front of the item and all Freda had to do was read the German associated with the box. I was probably the only guy who stopped in regularly who didn't try his luck with her. I was just coming off my relationship with Betsy and wasn't in all that much of a hurry to get back in another one especially one that I would have had to work hard on. Maybe if I spoke German, but I didn't so I didn't try.

Betsy and I were sociable and we danced at least one dance every time we were in there together. The only other girl that I might have been interested in was Valerie, but she had just recently become engaged so outside of dancing with her occasionally I behaved myself.

Just because I wasn't interested in jumping into a new relationship didn't mean that I wasn't interested in the ladies so I did look around and evaluate the possibilities. Tina, the waitress, was a sexy little thing and both Marva and Gloria were hard on generators. Marva was Karen's replacement and Gloria was the girl who covered for Marva on her days off. There were also a few other regulars who drew my attention even though they never sat at our table with us. Like I said, in no hurry, but making a list and checking it twice and wondering who was naughty AND nice.

It was a Friday night and I was sitting at the tables listening to the conversations when Vern, one of he guys I worked with, leaned over and said:

"I need a favor Rob."

"What?"

"I need a wing man."

"For what?"

"See those two broads in the booth over by the jukebox?"

I looked over and saw who he was talking about.

I want to move in on the brunette, but I need someone to occupy the other one. You know how hard it is for one guy to hustle a chick when there are two of them sitting together."

I took a closer look at the two in the booth. The one that Vern wanted me to cover was a cute looking redhead and I always have been partial to redheads so I told Vern to lead the way. I was surprised at the ease of it all. Vern asked, "May I have this dance?" and the woman (Nancy) said "I'd like that" and she slid out of the booth and they moved out onto the dance floor.

I looked at the redhead and said, "He brought me along to keep you company while he abducted your friend."

She looked at me with the clearest emerald green eyes and said, "What's the matter? You don't dance?"

"I have two left feet, but I have been known to try."

She slid out of the booth and said, "Let's go."

As she stood up I saw that she was about 5'2'' and maybe 100 or 105 pounds and had a damned sexy body and as she moved into my arms she told me that her name was Candy and then she said:

"Why did you lie to me?"

"When did I lie and what was it?"

"When you told me that you had two left feet. I've been in here before and I've seen you out there dancing and you do not have two left feet. In fact, you are one of the better dancers out there."

"Well thank you for the compliment, but I don't really think that I told you a fib. Regardless of what you may think I don't think that I'm all that good."

When the song was over I walked her back to her booth. Vern and Nancy weren't back yet and she pointed at the seat across from her.

"The deal is you are supposed to keep me company while your friend is off with Nancy so sit."

I joined her and we sat there and sipped our drinks and talked. It turned out that Vern and Nancy had never physically met each other, but had talked on the phone several times and had set up sort of a blind date for the night. Nancy was afraid that Vern might not show so she talked Candy into coming along to keep her company in case Vern didn't turn up. Vern did show up and so I got elected to keep Candy busy while Vern and Nancy did 'whatever' it was they were going to do.

"I hope it isn't hard duty for you" Candy said.

"I'll do my best to tough it out."

Somebody pushed the button for "Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress" by the Hollies and I offered Candy my hand and asked "Shall we" and we got up and danced. We stayed out on the floor for the next three tunes and as we danced I glanced around and didn't see Vern or Nancy. The last of the three was a slow number and Candy moved in real close. I had an erection and she bumped into it once. She gave no indication that she noticed. When the song was over we went back to the booth and when we sat down she said:

"Don't get your hopes up. I have a fiancé and I don't play around."

"I wasn't looking for anything. I'm just here as a favor for Vern and speaking of Vern I haven't seen him or Nancy for the last hour or so."

"If I know Nancy she is on her back by now and I'm betting that we won't see either one of them again tonight."

"You don't sound like it comes as much of a surprise to you."

"It isn't. She's a good friend, but she is also a bit of a slut. When she asked me along to keep her company I knew that if the guy showed up I was going to be abandoned."

"I hope she wasn't your ride."

"She was, but knowing what was likely to happen I made her give me cab fare before we left her place."

I asked her where she lived and when she told me I told her I had to go right by there on my way home and I offered her a ride. She thought about it for a second or so and then said she would take me up on the offer. We finished our drinks and I drove her home. I started to get out of the truck to walk her to the door, but she told me that it wasn't necessary, thanked me for the ride and keeping her company and then said goodnight.

Saturday I had dinner with my brother and Sunday my cousin Tom and I went to a ball game. I worked late Monday and when I got off I didn't feel like doing anything so I went home.

When I got to Riley's after work on Tuesday I found out changes had been made. Murray had caught Marla stealing from the register and had fired her. Tina was moved from waitress to barmaid and a new girl had been hired to take Tina's place. Jane was a good looking blond, but I noticed that she was wearing a wedding ring and that stopped all the thoughts I'd started having about her. I noticed that there were no girls sitting at the tables when I joined the guys so for the first time in ages it was nothing but drink beer and talk sports.

Vern was there and he asked me how I'd made out with Candy and I told him that I hadn't. Then he told me about his time with Nancy. It seems that they spent the weekend together.

"Best pussy I've ever had and believe me bud, that is saying something. I think I'm in love."

I wondered if I should fill him in on what Candy had told me, but decided to keep my mouth shut. If Nancy was a slut Vern would find out soon enough.

While we were sitting there two women came in and sat down in a booth. They were both regulars, but not regulars who joined us at the tables. They were there maybe twenty minutes before one of them got up and went over and fed some coins into the jukebox. She went back to her booth and sat through two songs before getting up and heading for our table. I'd seen her a dozen times, but I had never talked with her or danced with her. I didn't even know her name, but she walked right up to me and said:

"Let's dance."

Five foot five and maybe 125 pounds and long black hair that hung down to just below her shoulders. I guessed that those 125 pounds were distributed about 36-23-35 and as I looked into her hazel eyes I was going to say no? I stood up and she took my hand and led me out onto the dance floor. As we danced I found out that her name was Marge and that the girl she was with was Susan. She told me where she worked and what she did and I told her the same about me.

We danced for two numbers and I asked her if she and Susan would like to join us at our table and she declined.

"Why not? You obviously want to dance or you wouldn't have come over to get me. There are five other guys sitting there with me and that should be enough to keep you out on the floor until you are ready to leave."

"No offense, but the girls who sit at your table have a reputation and it is not a reputation that Susan and I wish to acquire."

"Then why did you come over and get me?"

"Because you are the only one at that table who doesn't get up and make trips out to the parking lot with the girls that sit there with you."

"So you think I'm safe; is that it?"

"Can we just say that dancing with you will not get me a sullied reputation?"

I walked her back to her booth and she asked me to join her and Susan. I went back to my table and got my beer and then went back and joined them in their booth. I spent the next hour talking with the two of them and taking turns dancing with them. Then Susan looked at her watch and told Marge that it was time to go. I stood up, thanked them for their company, but before I could walk away Marge asked me if I would like to join them for coffee at the Town and Country and I told them I would like that.

"Do us a favor then and leave first. We will meet you at the Town and Country in about ten minutes."

She saw the look on my face and knew what I was thinking.

"It's that reputation thing again. We don't want it to look like we are leaving with anyone."

I got to the restaurant and took the only booth that was empty and maybe fifteen minutes later Marge and Susan walked in and joined me. I had pie and coffee and the girls just had coffee. As soon as the waitress had taken their order and had gone Susan turned to Marge and asked:

"What do you think?"

"I'm fine with it if you are."

"I am. Go ahead and ask him."

"Me? It is your idea; you ask him."

Susan turned to me and asked, "Do you have any sexual fantasies?"

"Doesn't everybody?"

"Have you ever had a fantasy about having a threesome with two women?"

"Hasn't every man?"

"Would you like to follow us to my place?"

"This is a joke, right? Someone put you up to this?"

"No joke honey. It is something that we have always wanted to try and tonight we decided to go for it."

"But why me?"

"Because you are a guy who won't talk about it. We want to do it, but we don't want it to get around. We know about you and Leslie, but you have never said a word about it to anyone so we feel we can trust you. How about it? Are you game?"

"I'd have to be a complete idiot to say no."

"Good. Let's finish our coffee and then you can follow us."

As I followed along behind them I wondered how they knew about Leslie and me. I know that I'd never told another living soul about us so it must have been Leslie who told them, but why would she do that? What was the tie between them? I wasn't going to ask and maybe queer the deal, but I was curious.

They pulled up in front of a large Colonial just outside the city limits and Marge got out of the car and came over to me and asked me to pull my truck around the corner and park.

"Susan has some very nosey neighbors and we don't want them to see a strange truck in the drive and give them something to talk about."

I parked around the corner and walked back to the house where Susan was standing at the door waiting for me. She shut the door behind me and giggled as she said:

"Marge is already in the bedroom getting naked. She can't wait to get started. Come on."

I followed Susan up the stairs and down the hallway to a bedroom and when we walked in Marge was already naked and lying on the bed with her legs spread wide. Susan laughed and said:

"I told you the greedy little slut was in a hurry."

She started undressing so I quickly got out of my clothes and joined the two of them on the bed.

"We have never done anything like this before" Marge said, "So what do we do?"

"Don't ask me. I've never done it before either."

"I can only see a couple of ways" Susan said, "He can eat one of us while the other sucks his cock and the one being eaten can suck on the tits of the cocksucker. Or he can fuck one of us doggie while the one being fucked munches on the pussy of the one not being fucked."

"Maybe one of us rides him cowgirl while the other sits on his face and the two of us play with each other's tits."