Chapter 4

At the end of the war games, Eddie’s frigate headed up the Brisbane River to near the city center. They moored alongside a jetty, giving them easy access to buses and taxis and a bank of pay phones. Al had been pestering him about whether he was going to call Valda, saying he’d promised to call Valerie. So, on Thursday evening, Al and Eddie stood in line, waiting their turn with their shipmates for a chance to talk to someone, ostensibly back in the U.S. Al got to make his call first and was still talking when Eddie got his turn at a phone. Calling collect, he noticed Al end his call and casually stroll around waiting for him. He heard Valda answer the phone and accept the charges, then say to him in a breathy voice:

“Hello, Eddie, my love. How are you getting on?”

That was the start of a ten-minute conversation of small talk, endearments, and promises to write. He finally ended the call by telling her the call was going to be expensive for her. At the end, she seemed upbeat, instead of the melancholy mien she’d had in Sydney.

On Friday, while Eddie was making his usual rounds of his spaces, checking on his techs, as he was passing sick bay, Al accosted him and pulled him inside.

“What’s up. Al?” he asked his friend.

“Look, buddy, I need to tell you something, but you’ve got to act surprised!” he hissed.

“I am surprised! I’m surprised you’re talking like this.” Eddie chuckled.

“No, dumbshit, that’s not what I mean. Look, Valerie and Valda have cooked up this surprise for you. They’re coming to Brisbane for the weekend and Valda wants it to be a surprise. We’re supposed to get a motel room and a car, so the four of us can sightsee around Brisbane. I knew, if I didn’t tell you, that you’d fight me about the motel room and car. Look, Valerie is a hot fuck, and I want to spend one more weekend with her, so I went along with it, but I can’t keep this shit from my buddy. I’m supposed to take you to an outdoor mall, and she’s going to come and surprise you, so for fucks’ sake, act surprised!” he nearly shouted.

“Okay! I’ll have a stroke; I’ll be so surprised.” Eddie bellowed.

“No, you won’t, asshole.” he chortled.

Friday afternoon, Al and Eddie rented a car, in Eddie’s name, and on his credit card. They also got adjacent rooms in a small motel with its’ own dining room. After checking into the motel and taking their overnight bags to their respective rooms, Eddie drove him and Al to the designated mall, constantly reminding himself to drive on the left side of the road. With an hour to kill before the springing of the surprise, the two friends separated, and Eddie wandered around the various shops. The most interesting one was an opal store. Breeanne’s birthstone was an opal, and she’d be turning nineteen just after his return home, so he was fascinated. As an attention getter, the proprietor would, at designated times, carry a bucket to a black velvet lined shallow enclosure and ‘spill’ the contents of the bucket across the black velvet, which also had a floodlight shining down. The opals would glitter and shine, making quite the spectacle. Unfortunately, the prices were too steep for Eddie, after renting the car and motel, and having enough reserved to entertain and feed the ladies for the weekend. He purchased a booklet which was filled with beautiful pictures of different kinds and styles of opals and a section describing how opals were mined.

Eventually, as the designated ‘reveal’ time came near, he sat on a bench, trying to appear oblivious to his surroundings, so he could be ‘surprised. Despite his act of idleness, he sensed someone approaching him. He felt this person surreptitiously put their arm around him from the side. Acting startled at the furtive touch, he jerked toward the interloper, and acting ‘surprised’ to see it was Valda, Eddie gasped:

“What are you doing here? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Giggling like a schoolgirl, and believing her ruse was successful, she exclaimed:

“Oh, Valerie and I thought we’d surprise you! We thought another weekend with our Yanks would be very nice. Don’t you agree?”

“Of course I agree. I didn’t want to leave you when I left Sydney. You’re going to be here the whole weekend? That’s great! The ship leaves on Mondy, some time. Is that why Al badgered me into getting a motel? That son-of-a-bitch!” Eddie feigned irritation.

Feeling pleased with the execution of her plan, she giggled more:

“Valerie threatened to cut him off this weekend if he said anything to you. So, I guess he’s going to get lucky with her.”

About that time, Al and Valerie came up to Eddie and Valda. Eddie turned toward Al and ranted:

“Damn you, Al! Why didn’t you tell me? Fine friend you are.”

Eddie laid it on thick, but Al played along:

“Sorry, buddy, but they made me promise. They said I’d have to sleep on the ship if I told you. I didn’t want to miss out on a weekend with Valerie, so you can shoot me after we get underway.”

Everyone laughed and they started toward where Eddie had parked the rental car.

Before the women would let Eddie drive back to the motel, they insisted on shopping for the essentials. The ‘essentials’ ended up being a box of their favorite wine, holding two or three liters. They also purchased plastic, disposable wine glasses and several varieties of cheese, to be put in the refrigerator in each room. Unloading the women’s luggage and the store bags, they separated into their respective rooms where each woman was eager to engage in an abbreviated bout of sex, preparatory to going to dinner. With the two couples in adjacent rooms, Eddie feared they may request a foursome, but the subject was never broached the entire weekend, much to Eddie’s relief. In all his experiences, he had never cared to participate in group sex.

When Eddie and Valda were alone, she immediately came into his arms and wanted to trade many torrid kisses as she began undressing them both, keeping their lips welded together. With their outer clothing off, and Valda unsnapping her front clasp bra, she guided Eddie to the bed, where she pulled him onto her, continuing the kissing. With them still in their underpants, the humping was ineffectual for insertion, but did good things for further foreplay. Valda finally broke the kiss and pushed down her underpants and assisted Eddie in removing his, then she fumbled his erection into the crevice of her pussy. Once he was slotted, Eddie entered her slowly and tenderly amid her long, drawn-out sighs: