Kevin drove right out of the dirt driveway of the farmhouse and right into the dirt driveway of a little tavern just twenty miles north of town. Was there anything around this town that wasn’t dirt? Even he felt like a piece of dirt for what just happened back at the farmhouse. It really was his fault…as much as he hated to admit it. He should’ve known better than to read someone’s private journal.
It was sneaky and deceitful. If there were ever a need for a drink…this was it. Kevin didn’t like to classify himself into any category, let alone sneaky and deceitful. That was a category for the Lou Pearlman’s of the world, not for him.
Walking into the bar, he headed straight to the back. Once he was up close enough, he gave the bartender a quick glance. He looked nice enough; like someone who would listen to him ramble on about his current predicament. And if the bartender wasn’t that type, Kevin was pretty sure once he started to tip him…he would be.
Taking a seat at the bar, he placed his first of many orders as he explained the whole scenario to the bartender, Tom, over and over again. And each time he tried to twist the story from a different angle, Tom would shake his head and laugh. “You were still wrong buddy.”
“Shit…I know that, but I was worried about her and that she would bottle up her feelings after her Aunt passed away.”
Tom raised his eyebrows as if he didn’t believe a word Kevin was saying.
“What? You don’t believe me?”
“Nope,” he said while sliding another beer down the counter. “Sure don’t.” Lifting a finger, he pointed right at Kevin. “Oh and by the way…you don’t believe yourself either there, I can tell.”
Kevin shot him a look. “Just keep the beers comin’.”
“You’re a nosey son-of-a-bitch…aren’t you?”
The glare coming from Kevin’s eyes would’ve melted ice cubes. And perhaps did. But Tom held his gaze head on. “What’s it to ya?”
“Hey,” Tom said while shaking his head and laughing. “You were the one who wanted to talk about it, remember?”
Deciding that he was done with Tom for the moment, he turned around on the stool and noticed two attractive women playing pool. He looked them over pretty thoroughly and was surprised when they smiled back and waived. "Busted," he mumbled to himself quietly.
For about ten minutes, he sat there and stared. And each time Tom would come by to check on his drink situation, he’d hear him start making this sniffing sound and laugh. It reminded him of something Nick would do and something he'd normally get real pissed over, but he knew Tom was right. He was nosey...plain and simple.
Before long, one of the two women finally made her way over to him. “You look like you want to play.”
Kevin pointed to himself and drew his eyebrows together. “I do?”
She laughed and nodded. “Okay…that was a pick up line.” She held out her hand. “Rachel and over there is my friend Nancy.”
“Kevin,” he replied while shaking her hand. He wasn't in the mood to socialize with anyone but trusty ole' Tom. Turning his stool back around, he summoned Tom and ordered another drink. He sat that way until he felt a little tap on his shoulder. Turning only his head back, he grumbled, "Yeah?”
“Would you care to join us?”
He laughed and turned completely around. “Now that was a pick up line.”
Rachel pulled him up and pushed him towards the pool table. “Nancy, this is Kevin…Kevin this is Nancy…he wants to play against us.”
Kevin laughed and opened his eyes wide. “I said that?”
Rachel winked. “Come on…afraid?”
“I don’t think so.” Grabbing a pool stick, he stood there motionless and watched as Nancy racked the balls. “I’ll let you ladies go first.”
Rachel nodded and took the first shot. “We’ll alternate back and forth,” she said while breaking the balls. She handed the pool stick to Nancy once she knew none of the balls were going in. They both stood back and watched as Kevin sunk a solid ball. “Uh oh…”
He looked over at them and shrugged. “Lucky shot.” He laughed and took another shot, totally aware of their eyes on his every move. He’d seen their looks on millions of other faces before…they wanted him and he knew it. They were undressing him with their eyes.
Did women really think that men weren't aware of when they were being undressed? Because they were...
When Kevin missed the shot, he stood back and motioned for Nancy to take her shot.
“So you live around here?” Nancy asked while stepping up to the table.
“Yeah,” he lied. He really wasn’t in the mood to explain things to them. The fact that they didn’t seem at all aware of who he was made them all that more appealing.
“Really?” she asked while cocking her head to the side. “Haven’t seen you around.”
Kevin contemplated that statement for a minute and could only come up with…“I don’t go out much.”
His eyes darted back and forth from each girl when they started to laugh and roll their eyes. Rachel walked over to him and grabbed his stick. “Come on Kevin…you expect us to believe that a good looking guy such as yourself doesn’t go out much?”
He smiled. “Okay, I don’t live here.”
“We knew that,” Rachel admitted while looking at Nancy. “Didn’t we?”
How could they know that? Kevin looked over his attire…he wasn’t dressed differently. They had jeans on, he had jeans on…“How?”
“We could tell just by looking at you.” Rachel eyed him up and down before speaking again, “You don’t look like the type.”
This could get interesting… “Oh, and what kinda type do I look like?”
Just then, Tom came waltzing by with three more beers. Placing them down on the table, he looked up at Kevin through half-closed eyes. “The nosey kind of type.”
Kevin looked over and tried to give him the evil eye, but couldn’t. He couldn’t help but smile and laugh. “Thanks Tom…I’ll remember that when it comes time to your tip.” Taking a seat at the table, he slammed back half of his beer. “So, besides being the nosey type…what kinda type do I look like?”
Nancy chimed in quickly. “Oh, I don’t know.” She looked over at Rachel and scrunched up her face. “I think he looks like the type that goes out on stage and performs in front of thousand of screaming fans, dances around to get them all hot and bothered, and then leaves.” Looking back at Kevin, she added, “Is that pretty accurate?”
Kevin eyes stayed fixed on hers as he nodded ever so slightly. “So you do know who I am then.”
“Yeah, we know…but it’s obvious you didn’t really want us to know, so we won’t talk about it.”
“Thanks,” he said while smiling. “I’d appreciate it.”
Without missing a beat, Rachel took her shot. She swore under her breath when she missed and then started to look all around the bar. “Ah shit…so any of the other guys here too?”
Kevin sighed and took another swig of his beer. “I thought we weren’t gonna talk about it.”
“Okay, okay…sorry.”
He got up from his seat and walked over to the table. Leaning over, he positioned his stick and stopped. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he cleared his throat. “Hey Rach?”
Rachel’s head snapped back. “Yeah?”
“You can stop scanning the room…no one else is here but me.”
In a somewhat surprised tone, she asked, “How’d you know I was scanning the room?”
“I’ve seen it a million times.” Kevin took his shot and then sat back down at the table. “Why don’t we take a break for a minute,” he suggested.
Both girls sat down at the table to join him. Kevin looked at Rachel and then Nancy when she pulled out a cigarette and offered one to him.
“No thanks…bad habit.”
“Don’t lecture me, I already know the disadvantages of smoking…blah, blah, blah…” Lighting it, she blew the smoke right at him. “Come on…live dangerously.”
He thought for a moment and then shrugged. “You don’t think I know how to live dangerously?” Kevin noticed her shrug. Holding his hand out, he shrugged back. “Ah what the hell…you only live once, right?”
“God, I hope so…I don’t think I could handle coming back again and starting off as a baby…high school sucked, don’t wanna relive that.”
Noticing that Rachel wasn’t saying much, Kevin turned to her. “So, you don’t smoke I take it?” Coughing as he exhaled, “Good choice.”
“Put that damn thing out.” Rachel grabbed the cigarette from his hand and smashed it into the ashtray.
“Hey, you just wasted one of my cigarettes, bitch!”
“I just added five minutes to your life too.” Smiling back at her, Rachel laughed. “Hey, don’t look now Kevin…but it looks like someone else just recognized you.”
Kevin’s head slowly turned as his tried to focus. He wasn’t having an easy time focusing thanks to the beers. “Oh great…listen guys, I gotta go…I’m not in the mood for this.”
Nancy placed her hand on Kevin’s arm when he stood up. “Don’t want to deal with any fans?”
He shook his head. “Not really.”
“Hey, I got an idea…why don’t we all go back to my place. It’s only about a ten minute drive.”
“I don’t think any of us should be driving Rachel.” When he started to walk away, he stopped and turned back around. “Let’s go…I’ll get us a cab.”
**********
The cab ride was only a ten minute ride…Rachel was right. And the entire time they were on the way there, Kevin noticed how the two girls couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Every time he glanced their way, which was often, their hands were touching and feeling something that didn’t belong to them. It was extremely erotic and suggestive to watch, and Kevin knew right where the night was headed. He just wasn’t sure he wanted to be part of it.
While the thought of having two women at once is only a mere dream for most men, to Kevin it was a dream that he had fulfilled many times. So to him, this wasn’t anything new. Different and unusual maybe…but not new. And yes it turned him on by just thinking about it, but it wasn’t something he really longed to get involved in yet again.
Or was it?
When the cab stopped in front of the apartment, the girls headed out and towards the front door. Kevin stayed back and paid the cab driver, making sure to tell him to stay put.
“The meter keeps running buddy.”
Kevin held out his hands. “I don’t care…just don’t leave.”
Walking into Rachel’s apartment, Kevin could tell right away that he’d been right on target. This was headed exactly where he thought…the bedroom. When Nancy sat down next to him on the couch, she immediately put her hand on his thigh. Rubbing it, she leaned in close. “Do you want to take this into the bedroom?”
Damn…I’m good… He closed his eyes for a brief moment and swallowed. He didn’t know how to answer or what to do. This was definitely a no-brainer really…he’d be a fool not to jump at the chance. And God knows, he would’ve in the past…but now; he wasn’t so sure what he wanted to do. “Don’t you think that’ll be a little obvious to your friend over there.”
“Yeah…so, she can stay out here, watch or join us…I don’t care. Do you?”
“I guess not.” Nancy pulled Kevin up from the couch and held his hand as they walked towards the bedroom. He turned his head back to see Rachel watching them closely. Maybe he wasn’t quite on target as he’d thought…she didn’t seem to be getting up.
When Kevin turned his head back, he immediately heard Rachel jump up from the couch. “Hey, you guys aren’t gonna leave me out…are you?”
Yep…right on target.
Nancy stopped once she got to the door of the bedroom and stood on her tippy toes. “That’s up to Kevin.” She planted a kiss on his cheek. “Stay or go?”
He closed his eyes. Stay or go. Stay or go. What he really needed to do was make up his mind whether or not he should stay or go… Opening his eyes, he looked over at Rachel and smiled. It wasn’t that she was beautiful…but she had a body that didn’t quit. And probably wouldn’t quit until she was satisfied. The thought actually intrigued him for a moment…if there was one thing he was good at; it was making sure his partner was always satisfied. “She can stay.”
Making his way to the bed, he sat down while Nancy immediately got on her knees. There was no beating around the bush for her, which made him a little uncomfortable for some reason. When she reached over and started to unbuckle his jeans, he stood up and watched her as she pulled them down to his ankles.
Nancy playfully pushed him back against the bed and that’s when his gaze traveled to the corner of the room where Rachel stood. She was removing her clothes and watching him. Suddenly, he felt Nancy pull the waistband down on his underwear so that his erection was free.
Damn...these girls don't waste any time...
What the hell am I doing?
He was just about to say something when he noticed Rachel walking towards them. She dropped to her knees as well. Intimately, the two girls began kissing. Kevin strained his neck while he watched them for nearly five minutes; until he couldn’t take the pressure anymore. Bringing his hand to his erection, Nancy smiled at him.
“Turning you on?”
He nodded.
“Want help with that?”
“No, not yet,” Kevin grumbled. Having a change of heart rather quickly though, he reached out and grabbed her hand.
“Change your mind?”
It didn’t take long for Rachel to follow. Her hand came up and starting rubbing the inside of his thigh at first. Then, slowly…their hands met on his erection and together, they worked their way up and down.
Kevin couldn’t think straight… What the hell am I doing?
When he finally opened his eyes, Kevin saw Rachel lick her lips and start to move her mouth closer to him. If he wanted out…he had to do it now! There would be no later once her mouth made contact with him. He knew that…most men knew that. The warmth and softness of a woman’s mouth...“Ah shit,” he replied while standing up as quickly as he could. “I’m sorry girls, I can’t do this…I’m married.”
“So what. Who cares?”
Kevin pulled his jeans up and headed for the bedroom door, without ever looking back. “I care.”
