
About the Town, Ch. 2
By Alden Bradley
Copyright May 2001
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We met Kevin and Ashley in a quick stop store on a Saturday night.  Kevin 
was cute, I decided.  Ashley was stunning.  Her strawberry blonde hair 
reached her waistline.  Her features were those of a chiseled statue.  She 
stood about 57 in her sandals and was perfectly proportioned.  And, she 
was young.  She couldnt have been more than 25.  Larry was smitten.  I felt 
immediately inferior.

We had traveled to this small city just to explore and spend some time 
together.  Larry and I often took off like this, driving anywhere from three 
to five hours from our home base just to get away.  We arrived late Friday 
night, booked into a motel, slept, then went exploring on Saturday.  We had 
stopped at this quick stop for gas and a few munchies to take back to the 
motel.

Kevin and Ashley drew our attention because they were counting out pennies 
at the counter while we waited to check out.  Their demeanor said they had 
come upon some difficulty.  Larry, who had been appreciatively eyeing the 
gorgeous Ashley from behind spoke up.

Excuse me, folks, he said, are you having some sort of trouble?

Ashley turned a demure smile on him.  Weve maxed out the only credit card 
weve brought, she said, with a touch of disdain for her partner.  Were 
checking the seats for change and this is what weve come up with.

A stupid mistake, really, Kevin added.  Id call the card company but, 
you know, its the weekend.  Nobody will do anything until Monday.

This is dinner, Ashley grimaced at the small collection of snacks theyd 
assembled.

Larry looked at me.  I smiled sweetly and nodded.

Maybe we can help, Larry offered.  Where you folks from?

Maine, Kevin said.

Wow! Larry grinned.  Youre a long way from home.  Where are you 
sleeping?

In the car, Ashley told us.  Its that black Camaro out front.

That cant be comfortable, I said.

Here, Larry offered.  Let me get this for you.  He spoke to the clerk.  
Just add that to these things, he said, offering his card to the cashier.

I really appreciate this, Ashley said.

Not at all, Larry told her, beaming.  In fact, we can do better than 
this.  Why dont you let us take you two to dinner.  You hungry?

Famished, Ashley admitted.  But, we couldnt impose.

Oh, nonsense, I piped in.  Youll come with us.  Look, were out for a 
joy ride.  Well take you to dinner and then you can have one of the double 
beds in our motel room.  You need to get a good nights sleep for a change.

Ashley looked at Kevin.  He shrugged.  Thats really more than kind, he 
said.  Are you sure we wouldnt be imposing?

Im positive, I told him.  Call it our good deed for the day.  I stuck 
out my hand to Ashley.  Im Samantha.  Call me Sam.  Thats my husband, 
Larry.

Her hand was cool, smooth and soft.  Ashley.  My husband, Kevin, she said. 
  Were more grateful than you could ever know.

Kevin took my hand and pressed it between his.  I cant tell you how much 
we appreciate this, he said.

No need.  Look, I said, lets just forget about the hard times and enjoy 
each others company.  Well make like weve been life-long friends, okay?  
>From here on out, its our treat.

Larry turned away from the counter with the two bags of snacks.  Whats the 
plan, then? he asked.

Were going to take Ashley, I nodded in her direction by way of 
introduction, and Kevin, indicating the young man, back to the motel so 
they can shower and change.  Then well take them to dinner.

Fine, fine, Larry said.

You remember Kevin and Ashley, I nudged Larry.  Theyve been our friends 
for ages.

Larry looked at me as if Id sprouted a third eye.

During dinner, we discovered that our guests had been married for two years. 
  He was a bio-tech engineer.  Ashley had been a cheerleader in high school, 
gotten her BS in Psychology and worked part-time giving psych evaluation 
tests to students in the same high school from which shed graduated.

Ill bet you keep all those teenagers standing at attention, Larry 
quipped.

A couple of the teachers, too, Kevin acknowledged.

Really? I asked.  Does it bother you, Kevin?  All those men leering at 
your wife like that?

Kevin smiled broadly.  Nope, he said.  She always comes home and sleeps 
with me.

Well isnt that a co-incidence, Larry said.  Weve got a similar 
outlook.

Larry! I commanded him severely.

No, Ashley said.  I want to hear.  Whats your outlook?

Well, Larry started, I think my wife is really quite attractive.

Kevin looked at me.  Id agree.

She is, Ashley chimed in.

And I know, Larry continued, that there are guys around who would like to 
have her, you know, to sleep with her.

Oh! Ashley said.  She looked down to her plate and toyed with her food.

What he means is, I took up, that there is sex, and then there is love.

Interesting, Kevin said.  Soyou

Sleep around? I asked.  Kevin nodded.  No, not exactly.

Well, then, Kevin asked, what exactly is it, I mean, whatwell, what do 
you do?

So far, I admitted, nothing much.  I mean, if we notice a guy, an 
attractive guy like you, Kevin, giving me the eye, we just play act.  I play 
like Larry is that guy.

Ah! Kevin seemed relieved.  I see.  So you haventlikedone anything, 
really.

Not yet, Larry offered.  Have you?

Us? Kevin seemed uneasy.  No, no.  Werewellcommitted, you know what I 
mean?

Certainly, I answered.  Larry and I are committed to each other, too.  
But, we still have fun with it.  Havent you two ever played like that?

Well, Ashley said very softly, Kevin likes it when I tell him how some of 
the boys get, you know, excited when theyre around me.  He likes me to tell 
him about it.

You mean he gets real turned on? I tried.

Yeah, I guess you could say that, Ashley admitted.

And it turns you on, too, doesnt it, I pressed Ashley.

I guess it does, yeah, she said.

Me, too, I told her.  And we let the topic drop.

As we left the restaurant I asked Larry if I could ride with Kevin in his 
Camaro.  You know, Ive never ridden in a hot car like that.  Could I?

Its all right with me, Larry said.  Kevin, would you mind taking Sam 
with you?

Sure, but, the back seats all loaded with stuff.  Twin buckets in the 
front.  Ashley, you want to ride with Larry back to motel? Kevin suggested.

I saw Ashley look at her husband for several long seconds.

Come on, Ashley, he said.  Its just back to the motel.  I mean, its not 
like

Ashley, Larry broke in, I promise I wont molest you, he said with a 
wide grin.

The blonde turned her gaze on my husband.  She broke into a wide smile.  
What makes you think I wont molest you? she asked playfully and the 
tension was broken.

Because, Larry said, laughing, that would be too good to be true.  He 
led her to our car and held the door for her.  I saw her long, tanned legs 
swing into the seat before Larry closed the door.  Damn, I thought.  She 
sure is beautiful.

Kevin opened the door for me, and I slid into the seat of the black Camaro.  
The interior was all black, as well.  When Kevin turned the key, the various 
lights blinked on inside giving the car a surreal look and feel.

Nice car, I commented.

Thanks, was all Kevin said.

Do I make you nervous, Kevin? I asked.

Yeah, a little bit, I guess, he said.

Why do you suppose that is? I wanted to know.

I dont know.  Because youre attractive.  More experienced.

Older? I jibed at him.

Well, yeah, but not old, he added quickly.

Would you fuck me if you got the chance? I plunged in.

Jeez, Sam! he exclaimed.

The words bother you? I asked him.

I just didnt expect to hear them from you, he explained.

Well, would you?

Oh, jeez.  I  Id like to, I guess, he stumbled.

You guess?

Well, theres Ashleyand LarryI mean

It could be awkward, you mean, I stated.

Yeah.

But you find me attractive enough to be interested? I asked.

Well, sure!

And, would you mind if Larry fucked Ashley?

I wish you wouldnt he stammered.

Use that word?

Yeah.

But, thats what were talking about, Kevin.  Were not developing a 
life-long relationship here.  Were talking about sex.  About lust.  Pure 
fucking for the pure joy of it.

So what about it, I continued.  Would you mind seeing Ashley and Larry 
together?

Oh, man! he seemed tremendously uncomfortable.  I just dont know.

I told him, Youve got about three minutes to decide, Kevin, until we get 
back to the motel.  I will fuck you, if you want.  But, you have to promise 
you wont go snake-shit when Larry and Ashley get it on.

I dont think Ashley

I cut him off.  I think she will.  Didnt you hear that last comment?  I 
think she decided right then and there that if he wants to fuck her, and if 
I know Larry, he does, that shes going to jump right in and enjoy it to the 
max.

You really think so?  He sounded dubious.

Look, I explained, you guys have played the school scenario thing, 
right?  Kevin nodded.  It turns you both on to think of her actually 
arousing somebody, doesnt it?

Yeah.

Then you play what it would be like if she fucked one of them, dont you?

Well, sort of, he said.

Sort of, bullshit, I snapped at him.  Its whats really at the core of 
your role-playing.  You know how I know that?  He shook his head.  Because 
Larry and I have done the same thing hundreds of times.

The direction signal indicator flickered as Kevin signaled his turn into the 
motel parking lot.

I guess this is payback for the dinner, the room and everything, Kevin 
said, sounding somewhat bitter.

No its not, Kevin, I assured him.  If you dont want to screw me, thats 
fine.  You sleep in your bed and Ill sleep in mine.  But, Ill be honest 
with you.  I would like to fuck you, okay?  Not in payment or anything, but 
because I like you, I think youre cute, and I want to get laid.

I do, Sam, I really do, he said, his voice agonized, its just, Ashley.  
I mean, whats she going to think about all this?

You leave Ashley to me, Kevin, I directed.  I promise you, if shes less 
than willing, absolutely nothing will happen tonight, okay?

Okay, sure, he said, relief evident in his voice.  He pulled up to the 
cement parking block and shut off the car.  I leaned toward him across the 
console.

Come here, then, I commanded.  Kiss me before they get here.

Kevin leaned over and put his lips to mine.  It started as a pristine 
gesture, but as I forced my tongue between his lips, he opened up and 
accepted me into his mouth.  I tongued his teeth, the roof of his mouth, 
played tag with his tongue, then licked his lips slowly as I pulled back.

Holy shit! Kevin exclaimed as I reclined back into my seat.

Yeah, I said, pulling down the visor to check my make-up.  I give good 
head, too.


Larry and Ashley didnt arrive for another ten minutes.  We stood outside 
the car because Larry had the key card for the room.  I was half-pissed off, 
and half-curious about the delay.  I saw the white BMW pull into the lot.  
Ashley was driving.  She pulled into a slot across the parking lot from the 
Camaro.  I walked toward them as the doors were opening.

Im wondering how you wound up in the drivers seat, I said to her as she 
closed her door.

We stopped to get some drinks, Larry said quickly.  You know, to go with 
the snacks?

Right, I said.  And?

And, I just asked her if she wanted to drive, Larry told me.  Thats 
all.

Oh, I nodded.  Well, then, you can take your groceries into the room, 
since you have the only key.  Ashley and I have a couple of errands to run.  
So, you boys play nice while were away.

How long will you be? Larry wanted to know.

A couple of minutes.  Were going to get some extra towels.  And, I said, 
talk girl stuff.  Come on, Ashley.  I strode off toward the motel office 
with the blonde in tow.  When we got close to the office door I turned 
around and faced her.

We need to talk, I started.  Not giving her an instant to reply, I charged 
on.  Youre a beautiful girl, Ashley.  You dont need me to tell you that.  
Im sure youve been hearing it all your life.  She nodded.

I need to know how serious you were back at the restaurant, I told her.

She shrugged.  I dont know.  What do you mean?

About Larry, I said.  Hes got some esteem problems.  He thinks hes 
getting old.

Oh, she said.  I dont think hes old.  Not in an, she actually made the 
quote signs with those long, slender fingers of hers, old man sort of 
way.  I think hes very distinguished looking.  Besides, hes funny.

He is that, I agreed.  Would you molest him?

The girl giggled.  Oh, well, she said, I dont want to make you mad or 
anything.

What if I told you it wouldnt make me mad, Ashley?  What if I told you it 
would make me happy?

You want me to screw him?  Your husband?

Thats the general idea.  I damn sure want to screw yours.

Oh.  The blonde turned sideway to me and stared off into the traffic.

Heres our situation, Ashley, I said, as gently as I could manage.  I 
would really like to fuck your husband.  I think, Im pretty sure, he would 
like to fuck me.  Larry would fuck you in a New York minute if youd let 
him.  The only uncertainty here is you.  Are you willing to go along with 
all this?

Ashley looked to the ground.

In the morning, were headed back to Kansas City, and youre off to Maine, 
I continued.  Were not talking about a long-term relationship.  Just one 
night of lust.

Kevin she said.

Hes left it up to you, honey, I told her softly.  Nothing happens unless 
you agree.

He really wants to do you?

Let me tell you something about men, sweetie.  They will take whatever they 
can get as long as its permitted.  Within reason, of course.  I mean, Im 
not some old hag.

Ashley chuckled, somewhat uncomfortably.  Youre certainly not.

Youre young, beautiful, in terrific shape.  Youd make Larrys year if you 
said yes.

Im also fertile, she said.  I could tell it was her last refuge of 
resistance.

Larry had a vasectomy seven years ago.  It took, believe me.

And Kevin said it was okay? she asked.

Kevin said it was up to you.

Im not a slut, she said, turning back to face me, her decision made.

No, dear.  I am.

We collected towels from the desk clerk, assuring him wed pay the extra 
freight for the additional couple.  Then we found the ice machine.  On the 
way back to the room we made our plan.

Larry doesnt know about all this, yet, I told Ashley.  When we get back 
to the room, Ill take Kevin to get the ice.  That will give you a few 
minutes to seduce Larry.  It shouldnt take long.

What should I do? she asked.

Well, if I had all your attributes, Id back him up against a wall, kiss 
him and whisper in his ear, Im going to fuck you tonight.  That would 
about do it, I would think.

Thats sort of crude, Ashley objected.

No need to be subtle, sweetie, I told her.  Its just sex.  You dont need 
to impress him with your vocabulary.

This is so exciting, she admitted.  My stomach is doing little flips.

Larrys going to pass out when you come on to him, I chuckled.

Oh, god!  What if he does, Sam?

Pass out? I said.  Hell, just give him mouth to mouth until he comes 
around again.

We arrived back at the room to find Larry clearing our stuff off the second 
bed and Kevin seated in a chair unpacking the goodies on the small table.

Grab the ice bucket, Kevin, I commanded.  Youre with me.

Kevin leapt up and grabbed the ice container from the vanity area.

No getting naked, you two, I ordered, until we get back.  I marched away 
from the room with Kevin behind me.

How did it go? he asked, breathlessly, when he finally caught up to me.

Right now, my husband is getting the shock of his life, I told him.

He was like a little kid.  Why?  Whats happening?

I stopped dead.  He ran into the back of me.  I grabbed his shoulders and 
pushed him toward the wall.  I laid my lips against his, my hands grabbing 
behind his neck.  When I broke the kiss, I put my lips next to his ear.

Im going to fuck you tonight, I whispered.

Holy shit! he said.

Yeah.  Larry is going to get blown away when your wife comes on to him like 
that.  So, youve got to promise me something, I told my young lover-to-be.

What?  Anything.

Youve got to tell her you love her.  All night long.  Tell her.  Every 
day.  For the rest of your life.  Tell her.  When she burns the meatloaf, 
tell her you love her.  When shes late picking you up, tell her you love 
her.   When she screws up, tell her you love her.

I do.  I do love her, he protested.

Just tell her, man, I commanded.  Shes doing this for you.  This is a 
special gift.  Tell her you love her for it.

I will.  Ill tell her.  He sounded convinced.


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