Even though he knew that it would only make him angrier to think about it, Ed wondered when that other couple had taken his and Marian's seats. Was it before or after Lynn let George McHenry put his arm around her? he fumed to himself. The little bitch was probably trying to pay him back for being mad at her all week. Well, now he understood why she had been so upset that night with McHenry, but she could have told him! Now, he was stuck in this situation with Marian and it was all because of Lynn's stupidity. The hell with her, Ed suddenly decided. If she wants to play her silly games, endangering his career, she was going to have to learn how to take the consequences! And he wasn't going to mind it one bit – Marian McHenry was probably going to be a hell of a lot better in bed than Lynn had been for the last year or so, ever since she'd started bitching about all the time he was spending on his career. Who in the hell did she think he was working for, anyhow!?!
"Goodness, dear, you look like you're about to start belching fire! What's wrong?" Marian McHenry inquired, her eyebrows raised in her usual expression of cool amusement. "Is it all that bad to be locked in a bedroom with me for the evening?"
"No, no, it's not bad at all, Marian," Ed said slowly, a new light coming into his eyes. "As a matter of fact, it's just great. Come on," he went on, pausing to toss down the entire glassful of the strange liquor. "Yeah, let's get to know each other a little better."
He stared at the empty tumbler for a moment before placing it down on the bedside table, wondering what had been in the licorice-tasting drink. It was odd, but each sip of the milky liquid had seemed to quell the fears he had suffered ever since Marian McHenry had first started making her lewd suggestion. A strange confidence in his sexual powers seemed to be seeping magically through his blood, so smoothly that he had barely noticed the change in himself. He marveled at the strange sensation, realizing that it wasn't affecting him like ordinary alcohol at all. There had been none of the usual deadening of the senses or thought. In fact, if anything, that drink had intensified his senses until he felt more wide-awake than he had since he was a small, always energetic boy.
But, there was one big difference, he realized with a guilty grin. When he was a youngster, he hadn't been in a bed with a luscious woman like Marian McHenry and, even if he had, his prick wouldn't have been hardening under his trousers the way it was now!
"You like it?" the redhead smiled up from the bed, nodding toward his empty glass. "This is the first time I've tried it myself, but I have to admit it does everything they say it does. I feel like I'm about to jump out of my skin… or have someone jump in with me."
"You mean…?" Ed said incredulously, realizing what he had been drinking for the first time. He was taken aback for a moment at the idea that the Executive Club not only presented "stag" shows, but stocked aphrodisiacs at the bar as well. But, then his shock began to fade as he became more interested in the nearness of the beautiful woman lying before him on the bed. As if in answer to her question, he reached over with one hand and gently pushed up her dress, tracing tiny circles on the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs with the sharpness of his nails.
"Mmmmm, I guess it's working for you too. For a while there, I didn't know if I would be able to convince you to get into bed with me tonight."
"I think you would have brought me around, one way or another," he grinned down at her, feeling a glowing power and assurance that he had never experienced before. "With a body like yours, Marian, you're not exactly helpless around men."
"Ah, you are executive material, aren't you, dear?" she said approvingly. "Completely charming and observant too. But," she added with a teasing look in her eye, "aren't you interested in seeing the product before you approve it?"
"I've been waiting…"
"Well, you didn't have to, you know," she murmured, looking at him out of the corner of her eye. "I came prepared tonight. Would you unzip my dress, please?"
Slipping off the bed, she stood up on the floor beside him and turned her back to him. Suddenly a little nervous and uncertain of what he was doing, Ed stood motionless for a moment, wondering if he shouldn't try to leave now, before things got out of hand and he did something he'd be sorry for. What if Lynn ever found out?
As if reading his mind, Marian looked back over her shoulder and winked slyly at him. "The door's locked, dear, from the inside… and the show won't be over for an hour."
An hour! he thought with a sudden irrational flash of anger. Lynn was going to be down there, cuddling with McHenry for another hour, watching that smut on the stage. Well, he could play the same game, he told himself, and quickly reached up to the neckline of the redhead's green velvet dress, pulling the zipper all the way down to her buttocks.
The soft fabric slipped away on both sides of the opening and Ed's eyes widened as he saw that there was nothing underneath it but a smooth expanse of gleamingly naked ivory flesh. With bated breath, he watched as Marian shrugged her shoulders slightly until the garment slipped slowly down to the floor and his cock lurched madly in her shorts as her body came into view. There truly had been nothing underneath the dress but a garter belt and stockings and the thin veneer of the stockings shone silkily in the soft light of the bedroom. The sight of the beautiful woman dressed like this excited him more than he ever would have believed and he wondered why his own wife had never thought of showing herself to him like that. By God, Marian McHenry really knew what a woman's body was for and Ed had no doubts now that she really knew how too use it in bed, too.
Marian slowly turned around to face him again, allowing the effects of her sudden nakedness to sink in. Her smile broadened as she saw the hard bulge of his erect cock straining against the tightness of his pants and she walked back past him to settle herself on the edge of the bed, leaning back on both her elbows and spreading her legs slightly apart until Ed could see the thin, softly hair-lined lips of her vagina. She was excited and the first tiny dewdrops of moisture rising between her thighs were faintly visible glistening in the tight narrow slit as she exposed herself to him. He moved closer to the bed and stared down at her naked flesh, his eyes feasting hungrily on the large full mounds of her breasts, the ripe ruby nipples like red flags waving before his lust-drugged brain.
"Well? I'm waiting too," she murmured huskily, reaching for the drink beside her on the night-stand. "And you'd better hurry. After a few more sips of this, I think I'm going to be more than six men could handle."
"Then, you'd better drink it all," Ed muttered, gazing down at her nakedness. "Because I think I'm hotter right now than any ten men in the world."
"For God's sake, hurry, then!" she breathed urgently. "Take your clothes off and get naked!"