the bag. Rolling my hands around in the cold water of the ice bucket in search of the last few cubes, my fingers became numb.
“I bought another bucket of ice, if you want some,” Tommy said over his shoulder as he danced with Rikki.
“Thanks. This stuff is better cold.”
Turning to me, Tommy left Rikki dancing by herself and grabbed a bottle of tequila from the small Styrofoam cooler hidden in the shadows of the corner. Pouring a full glass over my ice, he motioned to Rikki as if to ask her permission before drinking a glass himself.
“Me, too.” she said. “If I’m gonna do this, I’m gonna need more than one or two.”
“Do what?” I asked.
“Entertain you,” Tommy replied.
I understood they were going to keep me company until Ann arrived, but that wouldn’t necessitate a buzzed state. I am good company, easy to talk to, and pleasing to the eyes. What she needed fortification for was beyond my understanding. I shrugged the comment off as an excuse to get drunk, but Tommy seemed to know exactly what she was talking about.
The radio moved from Goodman to The Lennon Sisters, a trio of lovely harmony and grace, but hardly a good match to the dirty ambience of the motel. Tommy found another station blasting out a Beach Boys song, better than the Beatles, but surely not better than the King. The one good thing that came from the song was that Rikki was now squirming in that tight dress so fast she resembled a worm on a hot sidewalk. I just knew any minute she would burst those seams and her ample bosom would come rolling out. The thought of such a sight started a boner developing in my crotch. I didn’t think it was noticeable, but the way she began to stare at me, she must have known.
“Do you know how long it might be before Ann shows up?”
“Are you bored with us already?”
I thought about how to handle the question. I loved the way Rikki looked in that dress and the way her tits bounced around trying to free themselves. I couldn’t mention that, but anyone else would have wanted the third party situation to end. Over the next few minutes, I watched as the two began to get closer. Their squirming didn’t slow, neither did the music, but that didn’t stop them from grabbing and groping one another.
Rikki looked like she wanted him to grab her butt. Each time he stoked her smooth backside, she pulled his neck closer, kissing his lips. Tommy didn’t waste any time making his advances sordid and obvious. I knew if I had returned a few minutes later, they would be knocking uglies on the shag rug.
“You guys get a room.”
The two stopped long enough to look in my direction. “Don’t you like the entertainment?” she asked.
Now, this is entertainment! Ann must have known she was going to be a while. I loved the fact that she thought enough of me to give me a reason to wait. “Sure, let me get another drink and a smoke and I can get comfortable.”
Pouring his tequila over the ice in my glass, I watched from the corner of my eye as the two of them stripped, Tommy to nothing and Rikki to her panties. The sight of the two of them nestled on the orange and umber rug made it all feel like I was watching a blue movie in the privacy of my own room, not like the nickel rooms at the dirty bookstore.
Rikki’s huge dark nipples stood in contrast to the alabaster skin of her tits. The ruby red sheen was a kinky bit of wonderful visual stimulus. Tommy lost no time making his lips surround the dark circles. Sucking and licking her in time with the next soft tune, he looked content to spend the evening moving from one to the other.
He worked down her body long before I would have, but as a spectator, I was glad to see him move in the direction of her furry bush. Stopping at her belly button, he stuck his tongue in her small hole, finding the soft tender spot that made Rikki giggle. Still, his having a hold on her breast made the whole scene more intriguing. I wondered which place was more sensitive,