Petra poses again- the Sixties this time- and parties with some hot women that the professor and his friend picked up in a bar. With lyrics from Jefferson Airplane, and The Doors.
The Pick-up
William Edwards and Ronald Dennison both wanted more.
Last Friday they had scored a great session of group sex with Petra Stanwick and her BFF, Emmeline Jones. It had continued well into the night, so loud in fact, that a neighbour who overheard Petra's screaming orgasms had called the police.
Sure, it was embarrassing to answer the door naked, but the officers eventually were amused by the explanation. They'd keep a close eye on the place in future, "just in case we get any more complaints about a woman going crazy like that." Wink-wink.
Emma had just been visiting for the weekend and Petra already told them that her friend was busy with essays for the next few weeks. The men needed a plan to get some female company for more great sex with Petra. They talked about it as they drooled over the photos and video produced the past Friday night.
"Fabulous idea you had, Ronald, students posing for Fine Arts photos at my apartment."
"Makes for excellent lectures, doesn't it, William? And great sex too. So, what are we going to do about next week? It'll be difficult to match the action we had on Friday."
"I'm shooting the Sixties next, and I know Petra will be on-board. But we need to line up another woman to model with her if we expect to fuck like that again."
"Why not see what we can come up with over at The Den on River Road? We've had some great pickups there and we might be able to convince one to come back for photos," Ronald suggested.
"Capital idea, old man. Yeah, someone our age; someone who has been around a lot who could teach Petra some new tricks in bed. Maybe a hungry divorcee or someone like that?" William concluded.
"Yes, I can see it already. A hot cougar seduces her, and we fuck them both on video! Excellent!"
The professor and his friend had a plan now, and they knew that there'd be a new set of lecture-suitable Sixties photos too. With the right over-sexed woman, it should be easy to edge Petra even farther into the unbridled sex that the two men enjoyed so much, live and later, on video. The bar seemed a good choice to get their degenerate scheme underway.
****
The music was blaring- acid rock from the Sixties, a staple at The Den, the best pickup dance club in the city and a perfect place to get wasted. That's what Lezlee Bellevue was doing tonight.
"When the truth is found to be lies.
And all the joy within you dies.
Don't you want somebody to love?
Don't you need somebody to love?
Wouldn't you love somebody to love?
You better find somebody to luuuu...ve!"
The song was about her life. Lezlee needed somebody to love, ever since learning the truth about her latest cheating bastard boyfriend. She was fed up with his lies, and simply wanted a good fuck to get even. She needed to find somebody to love. The professor and his friend had come to the right place!
Soon after they arrived, the pair spotted Lez, going wild under the hypnotic flashing lights. She would be perfect! Her heels were too high, her red dress too short; she wore too much lipstick and a mop of teased auburn hair hung in her eyes. She was out there without a partner, gyrating to the relentless hammering beat.
Ronald decided to make his move before other over-sexed dudes noticed that she was alone. So, he ambled out under the lights and came close to her. She didn't shy away, and without a word he became her dance partner. Lezlee liked what she saw and knew immediately that he'd be the one for tonight.
Soon they were both perspiring heavily, and Ronald directed her over to the stand-up bar, right next to Professor Edwards. After shouted introductions in the din, William ordered drinks and they moved to a slightly quieter area tucked around the corner from the flashing lights and big speakers. There, the hunters got a better look at their prey- a fortyish woman out on her own, needing companionship and sex. This looked promising.
They talked a bit- as much as was possible in The Den- then the professor took her out to the dancefloor until they both were dripping with sweat. Another drink at their table confirmed that Lez would fill the bill for the night, perhaps even for Friday if things went well. She was leggy and stacked, and her features were not unpleasant, though a little hard under all that makeup. Best of all, she was clearly telegraphing her availability, the reason she was here.
After another round of crazy out in the lights and sound- this time with Ronald moving in very close- it was time to get to the whole point of the evening. Back at their table, William took the lead, like they'd done before on the prowl.
"It's so noisy in here. We're all getting hoarse from shouting over the music. I have a nice, quiet place nearby and we could get to know you better. There's a well-stocked bar too, so I can serve up anything you'd get in here. Join us?"
Lezlee didn't say anything for a while as she did a quick 'risk-assessment' on these two guys. They'd been polite and friendly all evening, and they were well-spoken, no doubt educated. Probably from the college, she guessed. Both were very good-looking and probably about her age, maybe a bit less. One of them- Ronald- had a chiseled body and the other wasn't too bad either. Above all, Lez knew she was angry and horny, no sex for weeks! They would do just fine.
"I have my car tonight. Can I follow you guys over?"
"Yes. One of us should come with you in case we get separated in traffic?"
"OK. Ronald. But I'll drive."
"Are you sure you can do it? I mean..."
Lezlee knew that she'd already had too much to drink tonight.
"Sure, you drive. Here are my keys."
They got to the apartment by about 11:00- the evening was still young. There in the light of the professor's lounge, Lezlee looked better than ever. Or were they just more eager than ever to nail her? Over another drink, she revealed a bit about herself: sometime executive assistant, twice divorced, with a female roomie; and, "old enough to know better, but too young to care."
