Chapter 11

When Ashley exited the elevator, she was lightheaded from her self-directed orgasm. By the time she got to her car in the parking lot, she felt an obsessive need to get to Ricky’s bar as quickly as possible. Darren was meeting her there and she was eager to get to explore carnal knowledge of him in greater depth.

Darren had come to work at McClain Construction just after his twenty-first birthday, which allowed him to drink legally with the rest of his work buddies. Greg, Skip, Nick, and Sam would have fun ribbing their junior member for years to come. Since he had turned out to be the most efficient of them they did it with great respect. On the other hand, each of them bore a certain resentment of him because Ashley McClain chose him to be her man among the McClain men. They had all dipped into Ash’s pleasures each summer since her freshman year in high school. But since her matriculation to Stanford, she had given up her promiscuity.

Neither of Ashley’s parents knew how highly sexed their daughter was but Cindy recognized her sexual traits when she was in high school. She knew if she were in the same position as Ashley with the presence of all those older men, plus the addition of the twenty-one-year-old Darren, hanky-panky would abound. Figuring that her daughter would be tempted to sample the wares advised her not to waste her time on teenage boys. She trusted the McClain men who were more like family than employees and because they loved Jim McClain they wouldn’t get into Ashley’s and wouldn’t let her get hurt. Plus, because they were older men they would “violate” her daughter but at least do it in a way that would benefit the teen in later years.

When Ashley had first gone down on Greg—Jim’s foreman—she bobbed on him long enough on him in the truck to get a true feeling of having a cock in her mouth: the mystery of it, the appreciation of a live and pulsing organ, the joy of it and the surprise of it shooting warm semen into her mouth ... as well as getting an idea of how powerful a girl’s mouth could be in making men compliant. With each of the other three “older” men, some lasting longer than others, she learned how men’s penises came in assorted sizes (one with a foreskin) and how different each felt in her mouth. So, with these four men, she found each experience joyful, fulfilling, and educational. Darren was different though; it was his first blowjob. The moment she took his cock in her mouth he ejaculated. Embarrassed, he apologized. But before the summer was over, he lasted longer because Ash was experienced enough to back off when she knew he was ready to cum and then let him rest enough before bobbing again.

By the second summer still did sexual shenanigans with all of the men on the job but was spending more time at night with Darren. While the other four men were more seasoned in their work Darren was more efficient. When everyone understood that Darren was the most productive Ashley found the other men were jealous of him. Not only was Ashley learning some neat work tricks from him, but becoming friends with him became a natural progression.

During Ashley’s first semester in college, she determined that she wanted to join a sorority. While she had experienced great sexual romps with her “stable” of workmates she realized that she needed to develop the aura of a more respectable coed. Celibate at school she had sex only with her friend Darren, who through her guidance on the vagaries of the female body, had become an acceptable lover. Just before coming back to work for the summer preceding her Sophomore year, she told Darren that hanky-panky with the McClain men was over, telling him, “I have a future Darren that can’t include any more of that kind of behavior.”

In love with Ash, Darren assumed that the two of them would be mutually exclusive and said, “I hope that means that I can permanently be part of your future.”

“That’s not going to happen,” Ash said, “Marriage is not in my future as I see it. If that should change, while you and I are great friends which I hope goes on for a long time, I don’t see us as being suited for each other as husband and wife. I have never been more comfortable with a man so close to my age than I have with you, Darren. I see myself becoming not only head of McClain Construction. But down the road, I see something much bigger. We are friends with benefits Darren. I don’t see that changing. I’ll never act like a slut again Darren, but I cannot rule out other relationships.”

Being a realist Darren didn’t expect her to roll over at the prospect of marrying ‘just a construction worker,’ but he had to let her know how he felt. He had never been sure of her romantic feelings toward him, but sometimes when they were in bed together she told him she loved him. For such a prize as Ashley, he wanted to keep his hat in the ring. If she is thinking big maybe I can up my game enough to make her change her mind. At least I’m the one she’s going to bed with.

Having been given a fake I.D. by her Big Sister at the sorority, Ashley had become accustomed to going to bars around Stanford which made her more comfortable going into Ricky’s bar for the first time. From the time she was old enough to decipher the guys’ conversations when they came to company events at her parent’s home, she had heard them talk about Ricky’s. Since coming to work as a teenager the men went to Ricky’s after work. Little did she know how often she was the topic of conversation, and not always in the most complimentary way.

Originally the conversation was about what a cute kid she was ... what a little “sweetheart.” They always thought she was a little “cutie” and looked forward to riding with them and her the ropes about the business. But after she became a “company project” they joked about the way Ash gave head, or that she was turning into a good fuck. it was at Ricky’s where they planned the gangbang, often talking about it afterward. Then there was speculation that when she went away to college that she might turn into a college slut, never considering that she would abandon that behavior. Now, talk of Ashley was directed at Darren who was going steady with her. Tonight, when Darren told them she was at a business meeting with the Manager of the Marriot and was coming to meet him, even those who usually went home early stayed to see how she might act on her first visit to Ricky’s. Though she HAD been a company “project” she was now cherished by each one who took a certain pride in Ashley McClain’s being part of their life.

She had driven by it numerous times during her life so far. Ricky’s Bar was in a less desirous neighborhood than she would have preferred. It was a place where one might expect working men to hang out. The façade could have been from a Film Noir movie, the bottom floor of a two-story brick building with seedy apartments on the second floor. “Ricky’s Bar” was denoted by a white, backlighted plastic sign with lettering scripted in green (Rick McGill was Irish). There were two oval windows, a large one in the front in the original Art Deco-designed “night spot,” one where a person can see the inside of the bar from the street, the other in the badly scarred oak door.

As Ashley opened the door and walked in, she was greeted with Skip Furman’s shout, “Will ya look at the beauty queen that walked through the door!” along with hoots, whistles, and beer bottles rapping on the counter. Except for the beautiful gown she wore to the prom when she had walked into the motel room the night of the gangbang, she never looked so glamorous. Except she now looked more maturely so. All of the McClain men had never seen Ashley dressed the way she was tonight. They were accustomed to Ashley McClain in Levi’s and a McClain t-shirt and were stunned by how she looked in her Black business skirt and top, which showed off her gorgeous legs in such a way as to cause numerous erections.

Though Ash was glad to finally see her friends in their hangout she had a more urgent purpose. Her meeting with Federico Salazar so completely vibrated her libido that she was having trouble being her usual self. While she needed sex badly with her special friend she was also charged with her opportunity to do business with Cliff Ainsley, Manager of the Redondo Beach Marriott. She needed to run it by Darren who acted as her confidant and gave great advice when it came to working matters. “I want to buy you all a drink,” she announced. “My Maiden Voyage, so to speak,” unable to keep from giggling.

No McClain man at Ricky’s was not thinking of the gorgeous woman who stood before them, whose mouth had been on his dick and had been ravished by him and the others in the motel on Prom Night. They had all drunk champagne together that night. But every one of them loved Ashley even though she might become their boss. Through jibes and jokes and jibes another drink was called for but bought Ashley said, “I love being here with you guys but somehow, I feel overdressed. Next time I’m gonna be dressed like you and we’ll have more than one drink. But I have work I have to get out of the. I’ll see you there later Darren.”