That Thursday morning it was hard for me to get up on time. I had a hang over from all of the drinking and I was worn out from the late night of sex. In spite of all this I managed to get to work on time. I got a strong cup of coffee and settled in to clean up all of my phone calls and e-mails that I didn't get to on Wednesday. I was just beginning to feel a little better when Bob arrived to finish his purchasing list.
I said, "Good morning Bob. How you feeling this morning?"
He said, "I'm great, how bout you?"
"I'll be better later." Then I asked him the question I really didn't want to ask because I was afraid of how I might react to the answer. "Well, how'd you make out with Janet last night?" I braced myself for his answer.
Bob said, "That's something I want to talk to you about later. I think I figured something out that I want to verify with you. How about we get this work done, and then go for a two-martini lunch. After lunch I'd like to talk about last night and what I think was going on. By the way, lunch is on me today."
I suddenly felt myself feeling worse again. He wanted to talk to me about what he thinks was going on? What the hell did that mean? "Lunch is fine with me, but what is it you think was going on last night?"
"Don't worry about that now. Let's get this order put together and we'll talk about that later."
I said, "Okay" and we got to work.
We finished his purchasing list around 12:30 and headed across the street to get some lunch. I had my meeting with Bob scheduled for the whole day so I didn't have to worry about getting back to work drunk or sober and the idea of a couple of martinis was beginning to sound good to me.
We had our first drink while we ordered lunch then had another with lunch and ordered a third round as the busboy cleared the dirty dishes from out table. By this time I was feeling more confident that I could handle whatever it was that Bob was going to say, so I charged right in. "Now what was it you wanted to tell me about last night. Something about knowing what was going on. What did you mean by that?"
Bob said, "Well if I am wrong about this I'll be surprised but not disappointed. Anyway this didn't occur to me until this morning as I lay awake thinking about the great time I had last night. I started thinking about little things that happened during the evening that by themselves didn't seem to mean anything but when taken all together and put in chronological order led me to my conclusion."
I could tell that Bob was playing with me now. I began to wonder if her figured out that Janet was actually my wife Jan or was it possible something else, totally unrelated to the women. I was hoping for the latter. I didn't want him to know he had sex with my wife. "Well, what is your conclusion?"
Bob smiled and said, "The two women last night were high priced hookers. Am I right?"
I wasn't ready for that. I don't know how he arrive at such a conclusion and I wasn't sure yet if I should try to change that conclusion. All I could manage was "How did you come to that conclusion?"
Bob said, "Well, after we finished dinner. When I asked you to go out for a few drinks and see if we could find a couple of women you were reluctant but then quickly changed your mind. Then you suggested we go to the Southern Star. You said that it was a new place and you had heard that it was a good place to meet women. These two observations by them selves didn't make me in the least suspicious. Then when we were leaving the restaurant and I went to the rest room you waited by the door but as we drove over to the Southern Star you complained about needing to piss very badly.
As we got out of the car at the Southern Star you again commented about how badly you had to piss, but when we got inside the bar instead of heading for the men's room immediately you stood scanning the room as though you were looking for people you knew."
So far Bob hadn't missed a thing, but how he come up with hooker I still didn't know.
Bob continued his summation of the facts "When I came back from the bar with two beers for us I noticed you staring into the back of the other room but I couldn't see what you were looking at. That's when I spotted two girls sitting up near the dance floor. As soon as I pointed them out, you said that you knew one of them and we didn't want to get mixed up with her. I took your word for that but I didn't even think that you had seen the girls I was talking about and I was ready to say something about that when you pointed out Janet and Sue sitting in the back of the room where you had been staring a minute earlier. When I saw how attractive they were I forgot about the other two women. That's when you decided to go to the men's room. You told me to wait for you then we would go over and introduce ourselves to the two beauties in the other room. I decided not to wait when I saw two other guys stop by there table and talk to them. Neither girl seemed even the least bit interested in the either of the guys but I figured if we didn't move fast someone else would get to them first. I guess that was my first insight was that you didn't appear to be worried about whether the two girls would still be available by the time you got back from the bathroom. It wasn't till I thought about that at 5 o'clock this morning that it occurred to me that you either didn't care or you knew they were a sure thing.
When I headed over to the table I was trying to decide which of the two I wanted to try for so I decided to see which of them spoke first. When I got to the table I introduced myself and Janet introduced herself and then she introduced Sue. Both girls smiled but Janet had spoke first so I asked her to dance. So it was just by chance I was with Janet or at least I thought. When you came back from the men's room you had no trouble getting Sue up to dance with you and then the girls were quick to invite us to sit with them. Then when you and I went to get drinks you made a comment about wanting the brunette for yourself. I really didn't think you meant that. After that the evening went along very smoothly. Almost too smoothly for someone like me who hasn't picked up a woman in a bar in ten years, and hasn't even been with a woman in the last six months since my wife left me. I didn't realize any of this at the time of course. I was too excited by what was happening to think about why it was happening.
Then when I asked Janet to go back to my hotel with me she said she didn't think she should but then five minutes later she was ready to go. On the way to the hotel Janet acted like she was uncomfortable with the situation. I was beginning to think that when we got to the hotel she was going to say goodnight and leave me there alone. But when we got there Janet didn't hesitate. She didn't seem the least bit uneasy about anything as we headed up to my room."
Bob had me interested now. Bob was at the part of his story I was most interested in and I still wondered about his conclusion.
"Once we got inside the room Janet took over. Which was fine with me because I was a little nervous, it having been so long since my last sexual encounter. She just pushed me down on the bed and began kissing me. While she was kissing me she unbuttoned my shirt and opened it up. Then she started kissing my chest and then she licked and kissed my nipples. I had never had a woman do that to me before. My cock was already hard before she even unzipped my pants. So when she pulled my pants down my cock sprang to attention. There was one thing my wife never liked to do to me and that was sucking my cock. I almost had to beg her to do it but Janet went straight for my cock and gave me the best blowjob I ever had. When I shot my load in her mouth I thought I was in heaven and things couldn't get any better but I was wrong."
It was interesting to me that as I listened to Bob talk about my wife sucking his cock I was getting an erection.