The Party Ch 02 12

This follows on from Chapter 1 and also overlaps with Joanna Hires The DP team, particularly Page 7. It is set in 1980, so there is no social media or mobile phones.

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David arrived at the party within the time frame Joanna had specified, despite the conversation with Rebecca having gone longer than he expected. He was still dumbstruck by Rebecca's reaction to being warned of Joanna's plans to humiliate her. He had played out to himself how the conversation would go, but even the insights he had got on the woman from the classmates who liked her had not prepared him for her pragmatism and willingness to do a deal.

He had hoped that Rebecca would either decide not to come to the party or simply brush off Dom and Pete at the party. He had feared that she would instead denounce Joanna at the party, leading to awkward questions about how David had found out about Joanna's plans, let alone tell Rebecca about them. He had half-expected her to react with disbelief and demand more proof than he was prepared to give.

Rebecca had shrugged off the fact that Joanna wanted to totally destroy her reputation as being par for the course. Indeed, the woman had joked that she was surprised that there wasn't a bucket of pig blood awaiting her arrival.

She had instead decided to use Joanna's scheme for her own plan to play matchmaker for two friends of hers. She would take advantage of Joanna's plans to use what Joanna called the Slut Squad to cock block (or was it cunt block) any potential romance between Rebecca and her classmates as a way of allowing her to distract Julian's rivals for Claire herself and then hand them on to the Slut Squad.

That had not been the reaction he had been expecting. It meant that the evening was going to be an interesting challenge for him. On the evenings when the DP Team was in action, he was usually the scriptwriter, a minor supporting actor, a spectator, and a prompter. This evening, he would be a co-director and a main supporting actor.

It had been distracting that the woman had changed clothes in front of him, admittedly not her knickers, and she had kept her back to him while she decided on the right bra, but the woman did not have any instinctive embarrassment about being semi-dressed. She'd explained that Julian would be calling for her shortly and spent twenty seconds instructing her landlady how to run interference for her if Julian arrived before David had left, as well as borrowing a red jacket from the older woman.

It helped that, based on what he had seen of Claire and Julian, he was happy to accept that they would be good for each other. Rebecca had even winked at him and said that thwarting Joanna's plans was almost enough by itself but that she would be up for improvising revenge on Joanna provided that it did not expose David. She also said that she would flirt with Dom and Pete but would make it clear that she would not do anything at the party. She would instead wait for them to invite her to come round on Saturday if David wasn't around and when Joanna was working. He smiled as he knew that would work for Dom and Pete.

It also meant that David would have to consider very carefully how he approached the evening and what he said to whom. Joanna had told him that she wanted to ensure Rebecca did not get off with anyone in her own year. She'd also made it clear that Dom or Pete (and preferably both) would be concentrating on Bess and that it was up to David and the Slut Squad to prevent Rebecca from getting off with anyone. While he knew that she wanted Rebecca to be taken in both holes by Dom and Pete and photographed being a whore, she didn't know that and Dom and Pete had ensured that David knew what Joanna wanted them to do, but in a manner which meant that they were not going to break the letter of their agreement with Joanna. They would act in accordance with Joanna's plans without making it so obvious that a truly ignorant David would notice.

Fortunately, Joanna made things easy for him by playing her preferred role of treating him as a devoted lapdog who would put up with any treatment from her while showing him off as being a desirable catch. Joanna had seen Joan Collins in The Bitch and The Stud and had decided to take her as a role model.

Joanna actually wanted him to spend time with Rebecca this evening with a view to accusing Rebecca of being a boyfriend thief or humiliating her by reclaiming David at the end of the evening. She had also briefed him about the cock blocking plan and then briefed him on the Slut Squad's preferences and kinks while waiting for Rebecca to arrive.

Rebecca's first mission was to detach Richard from Claire without having to do anything sexual with Richard, the captain of the First XV. Arabella was designated as Sporty Slut by Joanna and had a thing for very fit men -- one of those women who thought that the line a hard man is good to find was the truth rather than a joke. It made it a no-brainer for him to get to know Arabella.

Richard was probably not a total plonker by nature, but being captain of the First XV and in the summer of the First XI had encouraged him to be up his own arse. David recalled one of his uncles who had been in the army saying that sometimes certainty was more important than coming to a perfect decision if you wanted men to follow you, so maybe there was some justification for him. Still, Richard was undoubtedly taking Claire's affections for granted. David hoped that Julian and Rebecca would not leave their entrance too late as his certainty might mean that he and Claire had committed themselves too far for Rebecca's play to work.

They didn't, and he was impressed by the way Rebecca arrived arm in arm with Julian. She was a tall, good-looking brunette and had chosen a ponytail tonight. She was wearing a short, black pencil skirt and a red jacket, under which was a red off-the-shoulder blouse with a gap around her midriff, black stockings, and high heels. She also had bright red lipstick on. She had told him that she was targeting Richard's fantasies with this outfit. She also had a bag with her with a change of clothing if she succeeded in distracting Richard.

Julian wore a blue velvet jacket, a colourful tie, and a brocade waistcoat. They made him look smart and stand out from the other men, who were mostly dressed in jeans and T-shirts. Perhaps a little Jason King, but according to Rebecca there was no ambiguity about Julian's inclinations. He wondered how she knew but was willing to take her word for the fact that Julian wanted to make love to Claire. He was impressed by the fact that she made it clear that she was distinguishing deliberately between Julian wanted to fuck Claire. It had helped him decide to go along with her plan that she wanted Claire to be with a man who loved her rather than wanted to show her off as a trophy and then throw her away once she had served her function.

She had explained that everyone liked Julian but that he undersold himself. The fact that she arrived with him on his arm was intended to increase his credibility as a lover.

Bess hugged Julian. "Welcome to your own party, Julian. You're very dapper. And who is your guest?" Perhaps this was an honest mistake. He had heard that Rebecca dressed plainly at school and that her get up at the prizegiving had been less tarty,

Joanna, who was just behind them, laughed and said loudly, "Don't be silly. It's the Tart dressed for business with her first customer."

This was one of the reasons he was happy that Joanna had said that although she was still his girlfriend, she was leaving the DP Team. Joanna enjoyed humiliating people too much and increasingly lacked subtlety.

Bess double-took and said, "Oh, sorry, Rebecca. I did not recognise you. You should dress more like this at school. Can we talk later? Joanna says that you have a lot to teach me about how to please men."

While he rather liked Bess, she clearly did not understand why women like Rebecca felt that they had to hide the fact they enjoyed sex. Bess was a woman men married if they got her up the duff; Rebecca was a woman who you paid to have an abortion or denied that you were the father. He was amused by the fact that everyone who had heard the remark went silent, awaiting the response. Rebecca had hinted that she was uncertain about Bess but was predisposed to presume that she was a Joanna clone. He had tried to hint that Bess was another victim, but he could see why Rebecca would assume that Bess was following Joanna's lead in treating Rebecca as a lady of negotiable virtue.

Rebecca smiled as she replied, "My dear Bess, I'm certain that Joanna has far more hands-on experience than I do. She certainly has a bigger mouth. I've heard she can swallow anything, ...... including any tall story." The emphasis on the words hands-on and swallow was clear, and David had to try hard not to laugh along with most of the audience. It was also clear that Rebecca had listened just enough to him to insult Joanna rather than Bess in making her response.

Claire then joined the group, air-kissed Rebecca, and said to Julian, "Jules, you are fashionably late to your own party. I really like the waistcoat." She felt the material and smiled at Julian. So far, so good for Rebecca's plan. By arriving with Julian and ensuring that he was distinctively dressed, she had forced Claire to think of Julian as someone worth considering as a boyfriend.

Julian said, "Sorry I'm late. I met Rebecca at the cinema, and we went for a drink afterwards."

Oh, well played. He could see Claire felt uncomfortable about Julian with Rebecca. Rebecca had explained that Claire was more interested in marrying a good husband than a career, while Rebecca wanted to be financially independent before she married (if she ever did). Rebecca's plan for the evening was that both Claire and Joanna, for different reasons, would want to prevent Rebecca from getting off with Julian.

She had explained that she and Claire got on well together, but that Claire would be worried that Julian was too nice a man to be suited to Rebecca. David thought that Rebecca was being unfair to Claire, but he could understand why. Still, maybe it didn't matter if it was his or her call on what would motivate Claire to choose Julian to be her next boyfriend was right so long as the result was correct.

Claire collected Julian and took him and Rebecca to get some drinks. Dom took care of Bess while Joanna was clearly fuming. She knew Julian, who had been a classmate of her brother George for six years now and was struggling to imagine which of the Slut squad would appeal to him.

It was easy to hint to Joanna that Rebecca was taking Julian for granted and that he was likely to be Rebecca's fallback choice. This fitted in with Joanna's view of life which was to treat them mean to keep them keen. He also fed in the suggestion that Claire and Julian were a better fit. Joanna nodded and said that the two were about wet enough for each other.

Joanna had identified the two sluttiest members of the Slut Squad but wanted to save one for her brother George. Knowing what Rebecca's plans were meant it was a no-brainer for him to suggest that Arabella should be the woman to run interference on Rebecca's sexual life first.

It was fun knowing that he was the only one who knew what everyone was planning tonight. Dom was concentrating on Bess, the five-foot-two busty blonde wannabe nymphomaniac, but Pete and Gareth were still watching Rebecca. Pete was looking at her as a potential target, and Gareth wanted to see how like Barbara Stanwyck she was in reality. He had muttered something earlier about the films Baby Face and The Lady Eve.

David gathered up Arabella and took her towards the Rugger Buggers and Claire. Richard said, "It is a privilege to follow in Ronald's footsteps, and I hope that I can be at least as good as Ronald as a leader and in other ways." The man squeezed Claire's waist, and it was clear to David that Claire was not entirely overjoyed.

Ronald had been Claire's boyfriend last year, and Richard assumed that Claire was another automatic bonus of being captain. Claire's smile looked insincere as he discussed the next match of the season and how they valued Miss Summers's support. He suspected that Rebecca was going to make her move soon.

He was correct. Richard lost his train of thought, and he and the other rugby players were staring in the same direction. Rebecca had parted her legs and bent over the back of a sofa so that her skirt rode up and the tops of her stockings could be seen. She had told him that she was relying on a certain resemblance between her and a teacher at school. She had rolled her eyes at this point but had not had time to explain further.

It was clear that Richard was distracted by the sight, especially when Rebecca turned her head and winked at Richard.

Richard said, "Rebecca, I did not expect to see you tonight." David felt himself cringe internally while Rebecca raised an eyebrow and then approached the group. He could see that Joanna was staring at him and Arabella, willing them to play interference. Fortunately, there was no need to encourage the Slut Squad member to get closer. She wanted the captain of the First XV inside her tonight.

Rebecca looked at the man seductively and said, "Richard, I hope the sight is not an unpleasant surprise."

"Far from it. I would like to see more of you."

Rebecca giggled and leaned forward so that Richard could look down her cleavage. "So, you do like what more you can see now?"

David kept half an eye on Claire and Julian. Julian was waiting for the opportunity to intercept Claire, while Claire looked confused and annoyed. Rebecca had said that if Richard had chance to engage mind for a moment the only sensible thing for him to do was to turn her down, but she was betting on him not doing so.

Richard said, "That's a good start." Rebecca moved closer to Richard, touched his arm with her hand and said, "Would you like to teach me how to play pool on the table in the cellar? I need advice on the correct way to bend over, handle the cue, and perfect my screw... shots."

The group of men around Richard laughed and encouraged him to take the challenge. Richard was already hooked. Rebecca had said that she was counting on the rumours that she was up for anything to make it hard for him to decline.

David whispered to Arabella and, when she nodded, said, "Richard, me and Arabella here challenge you and Rebecca to a game of mixed doubles."

Rebecca said, "I'm up for it if you are Richard."

To be fair, Richard momentarily considered whether he should abandon Claire, but the disgrace of backing down from a challenge and the thought of feeling up Rebecca meant he deserted her. Besides, Claire had the reputation of being a good girl, while Rebecca was meant to be a tart.

The next twenty minutes were a fascinating study of how women could manipulate men. Arabella lost no opportunity to flirt with Richard and David, while Rebecca played to win and made jokes, which, while David appreciated, made it clear that Richard was not on her wavelength. Even worse for Richard's self-esteem, it was clear that she was the best player of the four of them. David would have to enquire how she had got so much practice. In particular, she did not allow Richard an opportunity to grope her while she took her shot, while Arabella did not hesitate to encourage David to help her cueing action.

Anyway, after Richard and Rebecca had won the first match ridiculously easily, no one objected when David suggested that he and Richard swapped partners for a more equal game. Arabella was totally up for Richard helping her line up her shots in a way that Rebecca had not been. Frankly, it was clear that Arabella wanted Richard to take her over the pool table, and both their games suffered for this.

David had little trouble bringing his game down to their level. However, Rebecca had a problem in not showing how much better a player she was than the rest of them. It was apparent to him that it took more concentration for her to miss a shot convincingly than to pot a ball. Bloody hell, she was like Grannie on his father's side.

It helped that Dom and Bess were among the spectators in the cellar, and the effects of the drink must have got to Arabella as when Rebecca was taking aim, Arabella asked her, "What is it like to be fucked by two men at once?"

Rebecca stood up from the shot, laughed at the question, and replied, "My dear Arabella, the stories about me are much exaggerated. You should assume that anything Joanna says about me is her fantasy of what she wants to do herself if only she dared."

Dom tried to retrieve the situation, "Arabella, you can hardly expect Rebecca to give an honest answer to that question in front of a room full of men. She will either come over as Mary Whitehouse or Mary Millington."

That got a laugh from the spectators, and even Rebecca smiled at him. He then continued, "Besides which, like all sex, a threesome is only as bad or good as those taking part."

Bess said, "What do you mean?"

"With two men and one woman, it works best if the men make the woman comfortable about being with the two men. They have to make her feel at ease and ensure that she is enjoying herself more than they are at first."

Rebecca said, "At first?"

"It works best if the woman trusts the men to concentrate on her pleasure as well as theirs. It makes her feel happier when they concentrate on their own pleasure later. The other problem can be if the two men are too self-conscious -- either worrying about being thought to be poofters because occasionally their bodies touch or competing with each other to be the most dominant lover. They need to trust each other."

The whole room had lost their interest in the game and were more interested in the conversation. Dom was obviously speaking from experience.

Arabella said, "Does one man concentrate on breasts and kissing and the other on below the waist?"

"That's the basic idea, but there are more erogenous zones than most people imagine. By the way, me and Bess will play the winners." Oh, thank you, Dom. This fitted in with Joanna's plan, but obviously he had worked out that David was up to something.

Shortly afterwards, David "accidentally" potted the black while there was still a yellow ball on the table. It was clear that Rebecca was having problems with not winning, and sooner or later, Richard would leave her with a shot she could not pretend to miss.

Arabella shouted, "Yeeahh," leapt into Richard's arms and gave him a hearty kiss. Richard squeezed her arse and her right tit.

Rebecca said, "Good game." She and David shook hands with Arabella and Richard after the winners finally parted their tonsils. Richard had decided that Arabella was a sure thing compared to Rebecca and must have realised that he had burnt his bridges with Claire, at least for this evening.

David and Rebecca moved upstairs to some cheers from the rugby spectators for Rebecca's performance on the table. There was some ribbing towards David for having let down his partner. It was clear that Richard would not escape Arabella.

On the way upstairs, he suggested that Rebecca go and powder her nose. In response, the woman laughed and said she'd scoot around the party and see what was going on and then go for a piss while the queues were still OK.

In the meantime, Joanna took the opportunity to tell him that the DP Team's objective of cockblocking the Tart (Rebecca) now definitely involved ensuring Julian ended up with Claire and not Rebecca.

David could honestly respond that he liked what he had seen of Julian and would be happy to help him and Claire get together.

Joanna said it would help if he kept Rebecca occupied. She then quietly told him he was a good boy. Great, he had permission to speak to Rebecca and to adapt their plans.