Chapter Seventeen
Lying in his own bed felt like a godsend after over a month and a half of touring, even though the accommodations along the way could only be described as luxurious. Somehow, either through Carol's wealthy parents or Mark's connection, they managed to stay at a mansion at each city. Joe suspected Mark or some plan involving Carol, Mark and Stella. Carol was often busy at night as were Sue Anne and Connie and occasionally Giovanni. Carol never let on the probable reason, sexual favors for funding, nor did the others, compartmentalizing as was Carol's wont.
It only became obvious during the week and a half they spent at a mansion in a Maryland suburb of Washington DC, the longest they stayed anywhere, ostensibly to be within driving distance of Baltimore where the show was being performed, but the time and location provided the most contacts and the most sexual favors for those who'd be financially supporting the troupe.
Joe and Jenny had obviously not been expected when they returned early in the evening and saw not quite an orgy in the large sitting room, more a place for assignations for somewhere private to get naked and fuck, but the dancers did sit on the laps of older guys, few laps would have been sat on by choice. Carol gave him a glance showing some combination of shame and surprise while sitting in the lap of the oldest guy there. Joe tugged Jenny away as much to escape the scrutiny of the assholes there for her young flesh as to dodge the moment of making things obvious. And once on the floor of their room, they saw Gio emerge from a bedroom with another asshole. The asshole didn't notice them, but Gio did, nodding for them to hide, a glimpse of shame and fear in his eyes, so they slid into the closest bedroom.
"Fuck," Jenny whispered.
"Yep," Joe returned, stifling his chuckle while she stifled her giggle.
Carol never explained nor did she share their bed after that during the remainder of the tour. It hadn't been all that often before that, though she did plead for Joe to share her room a few nights.
Joe didn't add to his number of female lovers, much to the chagrin of Gia who'd they'd actually been visiting before the early evening of their surprised encounter with the truth. She'd invited Joe to stay with her family in Baltimore and wasn't happy that Joe insisted Jenny come along. Joe loved the loud camaraderie of the house and the warmth and the great Greek food. Being conservative Catholics made it so Joe slept on a couch in the living room while Jenny slept in the guest room.
The first night, Joe stayed two, Gia visited him wearing only her housecoat.
"Gia," Joe whispered, sighing, "I don't think this is a good idea."
"We can be quiet," Gia insisted.
Joe stayed her hand from pulling up her housecoat and sat up. "It's not just that."
"I know you sleep around. You think I'm fat," she muttered sitting beside him.
"I think you're beautiful," he argued.
"You're just saying that."
"I had a girlfriend with a body a lot like yours which I very much enjoyed, and you have a classic beauty."
"Then why?"
"It's complicated."
"What's complicated?"
"Like you said I've slept around, but with you...you remind Carol of that ex I talked about, and..."
"You're with Jenny and others."
"It would be one step too far being with you."
"She probably thinks you're sleeping with me anyway being here."
"But at least I can be honest."
"Or you could lie."
"I'm trying to be honest in my relationships."
"You're just making excuses. Please? I'm fucking horny and you can shut your eyes or something."
Joe sighed and stood up. "Take your coat off."
When she did, revealing her nakedness beneath and sitting on the coat because she was already wet, Joe knelt and began working his mouth and hands on her full breasts. Both soft and resilient, he enjoyed their feel. There was a slight roll at her tummy because of her sitting, a layer of feminine fatness over a strong core from her dancing. Though not the impossible body of a centerfold, it was sensuously female to be sure, and beautiful to Joe.
He kissed down across that fold to her center, her thighs wide and her ass pushed forward and encountered an abundance of fluid and a lovely female odor that smelled sweeter than usual and tasted sweeter too. His tongue delved in between a trimmed but not shaved black bush except perhaps at the edges for wearing bikinis, but encroaching enough for him to pick out a hair or two from his mouth when going down on her. The first encounter with tongue and clit had her grab a nearby pillow and cover her mouth to reduce the sound of her moans.
This wasn't about teasing. He wanted her to cum as soon as possible, and added a finger or two to his efforts, one hand remaining to work her nipples. Rubbing her g spot while attending to her clit more and more finally brought her over when the clit became his focus, sucking and licking it, and her muffled reaction, almost a keening high pitched moan managed to be louder than hoped.
They heard the creak of wooden stairs. "You okay down there?" they heard.
"Just joking with Joe," Gia replied, standing and having Joe cover her body. "Sorry to get so loud."
"It's okay. You two should get some sleep."
"We will, Mom."
The creaking retreated.
Gia giggled.
Joe took her hand to feel his hardness within his warm ups. "You see I think you're beautiful?" he asked.
She pulled his head down for a kiss which lingered, becoming the French sort.
When it broke, she sighed, her hand returning to his hardness. "I should take care of this."
"You should go to bed."
"Probably right."
"And no more of this, okay?"
"Just because of Carol?"
"Yes."
"Okay I guess."
The next night they went to a dance club, disco unfortunately, borrowing Gina's mom's car making Joe the designated driver. The ladies got fairly drunk and became more sensuous with their dances with him, but Joe essentially steered Gina to a young man, Jewish looking, on the shy side, but there to hopefully get laid, with his eyes on Gina.
Gina centered her considerable sensuous dancing skills on him.
"You into him?" Joe asked Gina between dances, who nodded. "Maybe I can arrange things?" She nodded again.
"You got a place?" Joe asked Jordan, the Jewish guy, laughing at the surprise on the man's face. "You want to be with Gina?" he added.
"I have a roommate," Jordan replied, pointing to someone who seemed much more of a player leaning into a voluptuous blonde.
"Does he go to her place usually?"
"I'll find out."
Jordan nodded after his brief conversation.
The small messy two bedroom apartment ended up being only a couple blocks away. Jordan brought Gina into his bedroom immediately at her insistence. Joe had asked Jordan if he had condoms, which he did. Joe and Jenny made out on the old couch in the living room accompanied by the sounds of sex, which ended fairly abruptly but thankfully resumed soon after for much longer.
Neither Joe nor Jenny had condoms, Joe not bringing his usual shoulder bag and Jenny not resupplying her stash, so they snuck into the roommate's room and found his in the bedside table. Jenny removed her clothes and plopped onto the messy bed. Joe shrugged and followed her. They'd been doing their lovemaking with hands, Joe rubbing Jenny's pussy, Jenny fisting his cock, while kissing, so Joe knew how juicy she was and immediately plunged his cock into her readied cunt.
It wasn't quite the quickie he'd hoped for, at least for Jenny, so he pulled out before cumming and went down on her, getting her to her peak before pushing back in and ended up joining her in orgasm in near simultaneity.
"Always the generous lover," she giggled after recovering.
They got up and dressed, Joe putting the condom in a convenient Kleenex, flushing it down the toilet when he pissed, Jenny hurrying in when he was done.
By then sounds of sex in Jordan's bedroom had ended. Gia came out dressed, her hair wildly unkempt, her face looking sated.
"Ready?" Joe asked.
"Jordan said the door will lock behind us," she replied.
In the car, Joe driving, he asked, "You get his number?"
