Chapter 9 – Jeanie and Sandy
‘That’s a big one,’ the acid-blonde Jeanie remarked as Danny approached the steps leading up to the front door.
Jeanie and Sandy were sitting out in the warm spring sunshine having a smoke. They lived in the basement and had come up from their subterranean cave to take some fresh air before the evening’s work.
Danny smiled.
‘She’s not referring to the rug,’ the black-haired Sandy chuckled. ‘She likes a big one.’
Danny came to a stop and propped the heavy rug up on the wall. He grinned at them.
‘You’re new here,’ Jeanie said, licking her lips lasciviously with a wicked smile.
‘Yeah,’ Danny replied. ‘I’ve just moved in. Right at the top.’ He pointed up to the distant top windows.
‘Why don’t you come in and let’s get acquainted,’ Sandy suggested, tilting her head to one side.
‘Ummm, that would be good,’ Jeanie added, indicating the steps down to their flat.
Danny could see that they were playing with him but he didn’t mind. He picked up the rolled up rug and followed them down the steps.
Jeanie opened a bottle of wine and poured three generous helpings into glasses.
‘Here’s to life,’ Jeanie toasted, raising her glass.
Danny and Sandy clinked glasses with each other and Jeanie, and took a sip.
The girls, as one, put their glasses down and closed in on him, playing with him, running their hands up and down his body. Danny took a gulp of the wine and put his glass down too, giving himself over to the attentions of the two girls. With well-tutored moves they manoeuvred Danny backwards through into the bedroom and began unbuttoning, unzipping and running their hands down his clothes and other his bare skin. They knew just what to touch and how. He allowed himself to be manhandled as they pushed him back on the bed. He lay there as they worked on him, covering him with kisses, caresses, fingers, body parts and lips like the experts they were. Every moan, groan and murmur was choreographed for effect. It was a masterclass and Danny was the soft clay on their wheel. He allowed them to mould him to their desire and work him over they did with the full repertoire.
By the conclusion he was drained dry. The girls giggled as they got dressed as if they had done something really naughty. Danny retrieved his clothes and bashfully dressed.
When they were all ship-shape again they gathered in the front room and sipped their drinks. Danny retrieved his rug and made his goodbyes.
‘Don’t be a stranger,’ Sandy said as the girls tittered.
‘We do freebies for family,’ Jeanie grinned in a parting gesture as Danny lugged the rug up the front steps. ‘Be sure to call.’
Danny thought that was good to know. ‘I will.’
Other selected books and novels:
Anecdotes-Weird-Science-Writing-Ramblings – a book of anecdotes mainly from the sixties and other writing.
More Anecdotes – following the immense popularity of the first volume I produced a second
Goofin’ with the cosmic freaks – a kind of On the Road for the sixties
The book of Ginny – a novel
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Is this a taste of Ginny, I wonder? Opher, I am too innocent for all of this!! TOO MUCH EXCITEMENT FOR THIS TIME OF DAY.
Oh dear – and I deliberately refrained from going too far. I left it light and without too much detail.
Perhaps you should just leave out that chapter in Ginny. It will probably give you a heart attack. I didn’t try for light and lacking in detail in that one. But it is only one chapter.
C’est la vie
It’s life alright!
It certainly is life!
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Had enough to get the flavour yet?