co-worker, had invited her for a
drink after work. In truth, Betty would have preferred to have gone
straight home to a warm bath and a glass of wine, but she hadn't
liked to say no. Their offices were in the centre of the city
surrounded by bars and restaurants. Julie had taken her to The
Candle, a small bar no more than a hundred metres from their
offices. Roy and Frank had been sitting at the bar when the two
women arrived. It turned out the two guys worked at MailDay too –
in the Projects department. It had been a great evening; the two
men were good company – charming, interesting and funny – a rare
combination in Betty's experience. Not only did the two men work
together, but they were also the best of friends outside of work.
They had apparently been at university together and still played in
the same rugby team.
Afterwards,
Julie had asked Betty what she thought of the two guys. At the
time, Betty hadn't known if either man was in a relationship, so
she had been cautious over what she said. The truth was that Betty
had found both men attractive – hell they were down right hot. Good
looking with great bodies – add to that a great personality – what
wasn't there to like about them? Over the following weeks, she got
to know the two guys better. Their paths frequently crossed at
work, and they would often meet up for drinks after hours.
At the time,
Betty had been very much single. Her last relationship had ended
some two months before she started at MailDay. It had been a messy
affair – Mr Right had turned into Mr Possessive Drunk – she had
been pleased to see the back of him. One night after work, Betty
had been in The Candle with Frank. She had been surprised to find
him alone – the two men had seemed to be joined at the hip. Roy had
been out of town for the day. Any how to cut a long story short –
somehow Betty and Frank had ended up back at her place. Since then,
they had been seeing each other regularly.
About a month
later, she had been working late when she bumped into Roy on her
way out. The two of them had gone for a drink, and ended up back at
her place. Ever since then, she had been seeing both guys. She
should feel bad; this really wasn't like her. She had never
two-timed anyone before, but she was having simply too much fun to
stop. She enjoyed the company of both men, and she certainly
enjoyed the sex. Both men were good in bed – REALLY GOOD!. There
was something naughty, but exciting about keeping them both on the
go. It would have been bad enough if they hadn't known one another,
but they were best friends! And she was fucking them both.
“Betty? Are you
still there?”
“Sorry. There
was something I had to finish.”
“No problem.
Are we still on for tonight?”
“Sure. What
time?”
“I'll pick you
up at your place at about seven o' clock. Is that okay?”
“That's fine.
I'll be ready.”
“Who was that?”
Julie had a grin on her face. Betty hadn't told her about Frank or
Roy, but Betty thought she probably suspected something.
“No one.”
“You've just
arranged to go for a drink with no one? Come on Betty spill the
beans. I'm bored – tell me who you are seeing.”
Betty smiled
and touched her finger to her nose.
Book 3: Part 3
Roy was
something of a car nut, but not in a boring geeky way. He just
loved to drive, and every time he had taken Betty out, he'd
insisted on driving out into the countryside. It had made a
pleasant change from the usual city centre bars.
“How many cars
do you own?” Betty climbed into the red open top MGB.
“Three. You've
seen them all now.”
“How do you
afford it?”
“They're my
hobby. It's my only vice.”
“Not the only
one,” she flashed him a wicked smile.
“I thought we
might try the Lancaster Arms. It's an hour's drive, but the steaks
are meant to be out of this world.”
It was a
beautiful, warm July evening – perfect for a drive in an open top.
Betty didn't have to worry about