Chapter 26: Bethany’s paintings

I’d been reflecting on Bethany’s paintings, and finally decided that if I didn’t take action, they would never make it to an art exhibition. I decided to give some of my friends a call the help me convince her to finally do something about it.

“Hey Linda, it’s Lew, I need your help.”

“Hello, yes I knew it was you, Lew, I immediately recognized that sexy voice, what do you need help with, tell me, will I enjoy it too?”

“I’m not sure about you enjoying it but you’ve seen the paintings in Bethany’s apartment, and you know she is the artist who painted them don’t you?”

“Uh yes.”

“Don’t you think they deserve to be exhibited?”

“Absolutely, when you suggested it to her I fully agreed. Hasn’t she done anything about it yet then?”

“I’m afraid not, so this is where I need your help to convince her to finally go for it. I offered the photo studio as a venue, so it won’t cost her a penny. The only thing she needs to do is bring the paintings, overview the installation of the exhibition, and show up in a stunning dress at the vernissage. I’m sure we’ll be able to find a few sponsors for the drinks and food.”

“Great idea, how do you want to tackle it?”

“I’ve got a few ideas; Bethany owes me for helping her when she was attacked by that brute she had a blind date with, I could maybe use that to put some pressure on her.”

“Beth was attacked by a guy she had a date with?”

“Yes, she was completely distressed that evening. I’ll tell you all about it some time, but not over the phone.”

“If it was so distressing, it might not be a good idea to remind her of it then?”

“No, maybe not.”

“How about sex? Do you think we could convince her with good down-to-earth sex?”

“It might work, but how do I figure into that?”

“You told me about your encounter with Bethany and the way she took to you? Between the two of us, or better yet, with Bethany between the two of us, we should be able to come up with something that will allow us to convince her she needs to do this. After all, it’s for her own good.”

“You mean as a sandwich?”

“You’re so smart. Yes, we could be nasty, bring her to a high, and then deny her orgasm until she agrees to go for the exhibition. It would be fun to try anyway!”

“You devious man, but yes I think it could work. Got any ideas how you can get her into that situation?”

“Dinner is always a good start, that’s how I got to know Bethany intimately the first time - trying to convince her to help your career as a model - dinner and a fuck. That encounter convinced her she had to do something about her sex life, resulting in the disastrous date that brought her to my door that evening.”

“Sounds good, you should try it, let me know when you have a dinner date with her and if you were able to convince her afterward.”

“I think you’re not completely on board with the plan dear Linda, you need to be the other 50% of this deception, how else am I going to turn Bethany in a sandwich, with only one slice of bread? You have to come on this dinner date as well, to appeal to Bethany’s lesbian side. The whole idea is to make her desperate, begging for release, and that’s something I won’t be able to accomplish on my own. So can I count on you?”

“By all means, my pussy is already looking forward to some more play with Bethany ... and you of course, or do I need to remind you I’m bi?”

“No Linda, you’re everything a man can ever want, you’re bi, you love to suck cock and you like to dabble with kinky stuff. I’ll let you know when I can set up a date with Bethany. I’ll keep your participation a secret from her so when we walk into the restaurant it will, hopefully, be a nice surprise. All I need to do now is come up with a plausible reason for a dinner date with her, any suggestions?”

“I know you don’t want anybody to know about it, but what if Bethany were to invite you for your birthday?”

“No way, you know how I feel about that!”

“Not so fast Lew, I could whisper something in Bethany’s ear about it, sharing your explicit wish to keep this a secret, she’ll feel privileged knowing about it, being able to treat you secretly to a dinner, beating everybody else. Can I do that please? I just love the intrigue. OK, me attending this dinner wouldn’t be a surprise anymore then, as I guess she will invite me to come along wanting to thank me for sharing this secret with her, and another advantage is that she’ll be financing her own downfall.”

“And you dare to call me devious! As I’ve said before, I’m going to have to be so careful around you: you’re worse than all of the bad Bond girls rolled into one. OK, you’ve convinced me, at least my birthday will bring something positive. Let me know when you’ve talked to Bethany, so I can act all surprised when she calls me with the invitation. I wonder though what reason she’s gonna come up with; it can’t be for my birthday, you’ll make sure of that, won’t you?”

“Yes Lew, you can rest assured I’ll make it very clear to her this birthday has to remain a secret for the rest of the world, and she shouldn’t give it as a reason for the invite. Speak to you soon, do you prefer any specific date for this dinner?”

“Saturdays or Sundays are always good, I can rest the next day, the shop being closed.”

“OK Saturday or Sunday it is, I’ll let Bethany choose the restaurant, or should I whisper a preference in her ear as well?”

“No, she’ll probably go for the Deer Hunter anyway, unless she wants to surprise me. Cheers Linda and thanks, I knew I could count on you to help me with this dilemma.”

Later that day in Bethany’s perfumery:

“Hi, Linda, what brings you to my shop? Do you need another wax? Shall I take a look at your delightful pussy to see if everything is still OK?”

“No thanks, not immediately Beth, I’m still recovering from the last one. Hey, I didn’t know you had photos of me in your shop.”

“Compliments of Lew dear, they’re sort of my fee for helping your career along, and to promote the beauty parlor. I’ve got some on my website as well, and I must say since I’ve had the pictures on the site, the business has been growing. Sometimes people come in with a copy of one of your photos they’ve downloaded to show me what it is they would like to look like. I can assure you that’s sometimes a real challenge, you’ve got a beautiful face with excellent bone structure but when somebody walks in, to put it politely, not blessed with what you’ve got, it’s hard to convince them they won’t be looking as good as you, even with my help. I guess your visit here must be a ‘looking in the mirror’ experience for you?”

“Yeah, it sort of is actually. Speaking of the artist that took these photos, I need your help with something. I know from a well-informed source, that Lew’s birthday is coming up and I would like to take him to dinner, to thank him for all he’s done for me, the thing is I’m not familiar with restaurants. I have no idea where to take him, I know some chip shops, but that wouldn’t do for such an occasion. You are a woman of the world, and I was wondering if you could advise me where to take him, a place he would like?”

“Oh, he’s got his birthday coming up? We’ve got to throw him a party then.”

“No, no, absolutely not, he doesn’t want anyone to know, and he doesn’t want any party or fuss, I urge you to keep it a secret, please!”

“Oh is it that difficult for him, why is he turning 50?”

“No, it’s worse, at least in his books, he’s turning 60, practically over the hill as far as he’s concerned, so you can imagine he wants this to go by without anyone knowing.”

“I see, but after what he did the other day for me, I would like to do something for him as well. Let me think ... mmh, I know you are just starting out as a model, so I guess that you’re still struggling financially. You shared your secret with me and I can’t do anything with it, but I very much want to do something for him as well. Why don’t we combine forces, I’ll keep the secret, you invite him to dinner I’ll join you and I’ll foot the bill. Could that work for you, having me join the dinner party?”

“Uh, I guess that could work, provided you swear on the grave of whoever is dear to you to keep the secret.”

“Deal, I’ll keep my mouth shut and we take him together to the Deer Hunter.”

“The Deer Hunter?”

“Yes that’s the best restaurant in the neighborhood and I happen to know that Lew likes it very much. It’s the place he took me to when he wanted to impress me and talk me into helping your career. It was very nice, especially the after-party.”

“The after-party? Bethany, are you keeping secrets from me?”

“Uh not really, we had a nice cup of coffee after dinner in my place.”

“Cup of coffee hey, I can imagine that a cup was part of it, but not with coffee, am I right? Please do tell.”

“We had a nice evening ... and night together yes, oh god that man made me feel like a desirable woman again. For you youngsters it’s easy to snare a man, even an older one but for the likes of me, they’re not exactly lining up you know, so it’s not so strange I want to thank him too. But I don’t kiss and tell, so you’ll have to rely on your imagination on what happened.”

“I wasn’t looking for details Beth, I’m glad he gave you your confidence back.”

“Unfortunately, I was a bit too eager to get back in the game, and then Lew had to bail me out.”

“You have quite a history with him don’t you, did he have to bail you out of prison?”

“No, no I committed no crime, but my date was another matter Shortly after we left to go to dinner, he stopped somewhere along the way in a quiet lane and tried to rape me. Fortunately, I managed to escape and ended up on Lew’s doorstep, completely in a panic and with my clothes torn. That night Lew took care of me, comforted me and we ended up making sweet, tender love.”

“Wow, that’s quite a story; maybe you should marry him.”

“No I don’t think Lew is the marrying kind, he’s been a bachelor all his life. I don’t think he will change, besides I wouldn’t want him to, I’d deprive him of having young women like yourself to keep him young as well.”

“I guess you’re right Beth, he’s better off on his own so he can take care of the elderly ladies of the village with the occasional young thing.”

“Excuse me, but I don’t think I qualify as elderly!”

“Oh I’m sorry, age seems to be a big problem here, so Lew is not that different from you then when it comes to age?”

“Behave yourself young lady, or I’ll take him to dinner all by myself!” Bethany said with a chuckle.

“I will ma’am, but now for the more practical, when shall we organize it? I think he prefers Saturdays or Sundays, so he can have his beauty sleep afterwards.”

“Let me make a call to see when they have a table available.”

A few minutes later, Bethany reported that everything was settled, a table for 3 was booked for Saturday at 7 pm. They agreed that Bethany would invite Lew later that day. Linda was rather pleased with herself for handling this mission so well. It was clear Bethany had no idea whatsoever she was being manipulated. She immediately reported back to Lew, telling him to expect a call from Bethany with the invitation.

“Hello Lew, I heard that you have a special day coming up, and I would like to invite you to celebrate that day with me in the Deer hunter.”

“Oh my god, who told you? Isn’t it possible to keep any secrets in this village?”

“Doesn’t look that way, but rest assured your secret is safe with me, I won’t breath a word to anyone provided you accept my invitation.”

“Are you blackmailing me?”

“No, no nothing of the sort, I just want to thank you again for comforting me after that terrible ordeal I had gone through the other day, and what better reason than your upcoming special day.”

“You can call it my birthday Bethany, we both know what we are talking about here, so what did you have in mind?”

“I booked a table for next Sunday at 7 pm in the Deer Hunter, would that be OK for you?”

“I guess it will have to be, thanks for the invite, you know how to entice a man don’t you, well at least with one of the two things men like.”

“What would that be?”

“You don’t know the method? It’s so easy to seduce a man: bring food and come naked. So you’ve got the first part already covered, and who knows the rest may come later in the evening?”

“You naughty boy! Yes, who knows what else the evening might bring. So is it OK, can you pick me up at, say, 6:45 maybe?”

“OK Bethany, I’ll pick you up at 6:45, I guess the dress code is formal?”

“Absolutely, I want to dazzle you with a new dress I bought, see you Sunday then.”

Sunday evening I picked up Bethany at the agreed time. Of course, acting duly surprised when she showed up together with Linda, who gave me a wink. Both looked stunning, Linda wore an off-shoulder cocktail dress in mint green, the lower part wide and very short, showing off her beautiful legs, her feet encased in 5-inch fuck me heels. Bethany looked ravishing, also in a cocktail dress in royal blue, covering her shoulders, but with a plunging neckline drawing my attention to her ample cleavage, her big boobs nicely pushed against the dress which ended just above her knees with her feet also encased in 4-inch, eat more pussy, heels. I felt like a king, or maybe a sultan with the better part of his harem? When we walked into the Deer Hunter, all eyes focused on us. In this town, that lived for gossip, we would be the ones on everybody’s lips for the next weeks. As could have been expected, the food was superb, we gave the chef free reign, and he didn’t let us down, surprising us with some daring combinations, one of them was cod with sour cherries. Later, when he came to the table to find out if we liked what he’d done, he confided that he had learned about this unusual cod/cherry combination in Finland, from a top female chef over there. Being the designated driver, I refrained from too much alcohol, having a mocktail while the ladies had Champagne. I had one small glass of wine while both Linda and I urged Bethany to enjoy the Riesling I had selected. After dinner I suggested having a ‘pousse-café’ at my place - the ladies agreed. Linda knew what was about to happen and Bethany hoped something like that would happen, so both of them were rather anxious to get there.

“So ladies, coffee and cognac, is that acceptable or do you prefer Irish coffee, or one of my favorites, Baileys on ice?”

“Oh Baileys on ice please!” they said, almost in unison.

“Excellent, Baileys on ice it is.”

Linda and I had arranged that Bethany sat between us on the sofa. I put my arm around her shoulders, slightly tickling her neck with my fingers, sending tiny electric shocks straight to her pussy, Linda had put a hand on her knee, not doing anything but only the fact that it was there enticed a small moan from Bethany’s lips. Bowing towards her, I put a tentative kiss on her lips, distracting her from Linda’s hand creeping up her leg and thigh. I pushed her away from the back of the sofa, so I could get to the zipper of her dress, sliding it slowly down. When it was about halfway, I slid my hand inside the dress, caressing her naked back. I knew she was wearing one by the way her boobs looked in the dress: it was a push-up. I pulled her dress sideways off her shoulder, all the time dancing a tongue tango together in her and my mouth. A slight shiver went through her as Linda let go of her thigh. I looked at Linda and she mouthed ‘wet’, she’d ventured all the way up Bethany’s leg to her panties. Linda got up, looking at Bethany, her hand went behind her back, pulling down the zipper of her cocktail dress. When it was down, nothing much was holding it up anymore making it fall to the ground and ending in a puddle around her feet. Linda looked extremely sexy, her arms in the air, swaying to the music that played in the background. Her boobs pushed forward, totally on display now, and her still hairless pussy was barely covered by a tiny triangle of transparent material. She definitely had my cock’s attention. I gave Bethany a nudge to get up out of the sofa which resulted in her dress following the example of Linda’s, falling to the floor, and puddling around her feet. I had a first-row view of her enticing butt encased in panties matching her bra. I couldn’t help myself, and grabbed the elastic of her panties, pulling them down.

Linda had, in the meantime, taken over the tongue play, allowing me to concentrate fully on Bethany’s enticing, now bare, bum. Sliding my hands from her hips forward to her abdomen I pulled her toward me while I placed numerous little kisses on her cheeks. My hands had moved down, over her pussy, just making tickling movements with my fingers, while Linda’s hands had moved to her back, swiftly unclasping her bra for me so I avoided that most difficult task, for a man, once undone, I helped by pushing the straps forward over her shoulders, getting her completely naked. As usual, I was still fully dressed, while the ladies were already completely nude if you disregard Linda’s tiny transparent G-string.

Getting up I said, “Shall we adjourn to the bedroom ladies?” Without really waiting for an answer, I put an arm around each of their waists and pulled them in the direction of the bedroom. They followed without protest.

Once arrived, Bethany noticed my attire. “Hey you’re still fully clothed, we can’t have any of that can we Linda?”

“No, we certainly can’t.” Both of them attacked me, undoing my tie, unbuttoning my shirt and trousers removing everything in record time. I held on to the tie.

“Bethany, how would you feel about letting me take full control over your gorgeous body?”

“My body’s completely yours, take me to heaven,” Bethany replied in a slurred voice. The alcohol was clearly showing its effect. Excellent I thought, the plan is working.

“For you to enjoy what I’m about to make you experience Bethany, I need to restrict some of your senses, please don’t be alarmed.”

“That’s OK Lew, I trust you completely.”

I put the tie, I was still holding in my hand, over her eyes.

“Oh, the light went out,” she said, giggling and slightly unsteady on her legs. “Must I go to sleep?”

“No, no Beth, just go with the flow, lie down on the bed.” Bethany let herself drop backward on the bed with her arms spread, the lower part of her legs still over the edge.

“Move up!” I said, which she immediately did. Now completely on the bed, I proceeded to restrain first her legs, with a soft cuff on each ankle and some rope I had at the ready. I spread them wide and then did the same with her arms, leaving her nicely spread-eagled on the bed, with little possibility to move. She was now totally in our power. To increase her level of arousal, I proceeded to tickle the inside of her thighs, while Linda did the same to her arms, slowly approaching her boobs, but going past them towards her abdomen. I had a similar tactic on her legs and thighs, going all the way up to her pussy, just running one finger along the valley between her thigh and pussy. Moving her pelvis, she tried to get me to touch her slit, but I avoided the trap and went down her thigh again, enticing a disgruntled moan from her lips. Linda was doing just the same to her upper body, sliding one finger through the valley of her tits and back around the underside, drawing a circle around them, but staying far away from the nipples. Bethany began squirming and laughing with all the tickling going on all over her body.

“Please stop teasing me! Fuck me or finger me, but just make me cum!”

Both Linda and I were keeping quiet but we moved our hands and fingers closer to her more sensitive spots. I began sliding my finger over her snatch, but stayed away from her clit, Linda drew closer to her areolae, causing her nipples to harden, but stayed away from the tender nubs resulting in more squirming and increased moaning. Time to bring her to the brink of what could be the first orgasm. I carefully placed a kiss on her pussy, while Linda kissed her nipps and gave them a lick. Then, with a glance at each other, both of us got to work on our helpless Bethany. After the kiss she pushed her pelvis forward, sort of obliging me to start licking the outside of her pussy lips from the bottom to the hood over her clit, then circling my tongue over the hood before placing my thumbs on either side and sliding it back, exposing her erect clit fully to my agile tongue. When it was well wet, I sucked it hard into my mouth. Bethany jumped at the sudden move, then responded with muffled whimpers of pleasure erupting from her mouth. The muffling was thanks to Linda, who had her tongue stuck deep into it while mauling her tits with both hands, and pinching her nipples. When Linda moved her mouth back to Bethany’s nipps, sucking and biting them she released shrieks and squeals giving indications of her impending orgasm. This was our cue to stop what we were doing. Linda let go of her tits and I moved away from her cunt, leaving her high and dry.

“No, no continue, please I was just on the verge, don’t stop!”

We moved away from the bed, Bethany had no idea what was happening, she saw nothing and she heard nothing either.

“Where are you? Don’t leave me, I want to cum, I deserve to cum, I need to cum, Lew fuck me, pleeeaaaase fuck me!”

“Stop whining woman, or I’ll have to punish you!”

“Punish me? I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Yes you did Bethany, you made promises and you didn’t follow through.”

“Promises? I always follow through on my promises.”

“Are you sure, think hard, the promise you made me weeks ago, and I’m still waiting for a positive answer?”

“I don’t remember making you any promises.”

“You promised both me and Linda you’d think about something.”