"What happened?" Pam asked, her blue eyes large and curious.
"We got divorced. What else?" Anna said bluntly, and then regretted it as she saw consternation in Pam's eyes. "But it doesn't have to be that way," she added quickly. "We were wrong for one another from the start. One of those stupid impulse marriages."
"Oh," was all Pam could say. Anna felt a warm rush of affection for the younger girl and impulsively put her arm around her and squeezed. A radiant smile lit up Pam's face and she gave a brief answering squeeze before moving away, a little embarrassed. My God, she's healthful, Anna thought. Pam's hair was a bright shining gold, making her blue eyes all the more noticeable. Her skin was rosy and clear, shining with health, and her deep red lips were full and sensuous for a blonde, framing small perfect teeth. Once again Anna began to understand Max's fascination with the girl and she herself wondered how Pam would look naked. She determined to do her best to keep Max from damaging her too much.
"Well, you people look tired," Anna said when she and Pam came back into the living room. "I think we'd better drink up and go." Max shot her an irritated look but she refused to notice. There were good-byes at the front door and then she and Max were crossing the street to their own house.
***"What the hell did you think you were doing, telling me when it's time to go home," Max asked her angrily as soon as they were inside the front door. "I decide what the strategy's going to be. Hell, I was really making tracks in there."
"Yeah, like an elephant," she replied. "I thought your eyes were going to pop right out of your head and fall down in between Pam's tits."
"Who the hell was going to notice. Hubby was following you around like a dog. Shit, he wouldn't have noticed if I'd fucked that luscious little broad right there."
"Well, she sure as hell noticed. She was edging away from you every time you got near, but that's easy to understand, the way you were slobbering. That's a nice kid, too nice for whatever you have in mind."
"You know Goddamned well what I have in mind," he replied with a leer. "I'm gonna fuck that little jewel, and after our visit, I don't think it's gonna be too hard."
"Oh, you just think old irresistible Max Flaherty can entice any lovely young newlywed into his arms. Don't you realize she's madly in love with her husband?"
"Yeah, and that's the key. He's the weak spot. Hell, didn't you notice the tension between them? They've got troubles, and I'm willing to bet those troubles start in the bedroom."
"That's nothing new. With you, all troubles start in the bedroom."
"Sticks and stones," Max mocked. "I'm in too good a mood for you to be able to piss me off. I'm sure I'm gonna get a hunk of that gorgeous blonde tail, and more than once. When you turn on somebody like that, there's no turning them off. Hell, she's horny… I just know it!"
Anna's silence was a confirmation of Max's theory. She, too, had noticed it. There was more to Pam's obvious discomfort than just loneliness. Hubby put his soul into his work, probably neglecting his young wife. No, there's more to it than that, she mused to herself. The way Pam had accepted it when Jack had been so obviously interested in her, another woman, was the clue. Maybe she's frigid! Anna thought with sudden insight, or something close to it. Wouldn't that be a joke on Max. But he thought differently, and he was seldom wrong in such matters. Max had a built-in radar for detecting frustrated women.
But there's something wrong there, Anna thought to herself. And I bet I get pulled right into the middle of it!
"Hey, what was that shit about my getting a job?" she asked suddenly.
"That's part of the plan," Max said smugly. "Hell, that's the whole plan. I saw that guy looking at you. You were smart to put on those clothes. You'll have him eating out of your hand in no time, and with him out of the way, it'll be clear sailing for me right into Pam's snug little harbor."
"Oh, no," Anna exclaimed. "You can't make me do that! I'm not going to do anything to fuck up anybody's marriage."
"Oh, yes, you are," Max said coldly. "What the hell did you dress up for that way if you didn't have the same thing in mind?" Anna bit her lip, cursing herself for being a fool. "You're gonna move your ass into junior's office and stick it in his face, until he'll do anything to fuck you. Then the rest is mine. You understand?"
"I won't do it!" Anna said flatly. "I like that girl. The husband you can have. Just another hungry hunting cock, like all the rest. You can do all the foul things you want to my body – that's part of our agreement – but you can't use me to hurt other people."
Max moved close to Anna, taking her shoulders in his big meaty hands. He squeezed, making her flinch with pain despite herself.
"You'll do anything I say," he snarled, his eyes only inches away from her own. "That's our real agreement. I've kept my part, now you keep yours."
"And how long is all this going to go on? When will I be free of you and all the shit you send my way?"
"When I decide, and maybe that'll be when I die of old age."
"Some people die from accidents," Anna gritted out, her eyes burning with hate.
Max shook her, making her head snap back and forth. "You know better than that," he snarled. "Anything happens to me and those letters get mailed automatically. You know what would happen then, don't you?" Anna was still glaring defiantly up at him.
"Don't you?" he shouted, shaking her again.
Anna seemed to shrink under his gaze. The hatred faded from her eyes, replaced by a dull despair. She nodded her head feebly.
"That's a good girl," Max purred sarcastically. "You love your old dad too much to take chances, don't you? It's very touching to see such a devoted daughter…" his voice took on menace, "who knows her daddy's welfare rests on her… and on what she does or doesn't do."
"You pig," Anna whispered.
"Sticks and stones," Max answered mildly. "But you will do it, won't you? You'll go down to that big brokerage house and sweet-talk junior into finding you a job. And then you'll wiggle your asset until he can't help but stick something in it… right?"
"Right," Anna murmured.
"Attsa good girl," Max said with false good will. "And you know what?" he added.
"What?" Anna asked dully.
"We're gonna have a lot of fun, you and me," Max smiled happily.
"We're gonna have a hellion lot of fun."
***Across the street, Jack and Pam Hollister were getting ready for bed. Jack was already under the covers… naked… looking appraisingly at his wife as she undressed. Pretty good, he thought to himself, admiring the sleek rosy loveliness of her body as she stood naked a moment before getting into bed. The overhead light threw deep shadows under her full, taut breasts, where they thrust out from her ribs, making them look even larger than they were. In fact, damn good!
But Jack's thoughts were with Anna, and the way her scanty dress had clung seductively to her body. His interest in his wife at the moment was to compare her to what he hoped Anna would look like naked. He experienced a slight shock when Pam turned around and he caught sight of her silky blonde pubic hair, nestled in a perfect vee where her slender milky thighs molded into her slightly swelling lower belly. Anna's pussy hair'll be dark, he told himself. Dark and thick. What a break she needs a job. I'll get her into the office some way, and after that, it'll only be a matter of time. I saw the way she was looking at me!
As Pam slid into bed next to him, Jack's hand automatically found its way to her belly and began to slide lower, towards her softly inviting pubic hair.
I'll pretend it's Anna, Jack thought.
"Oh, not tonight, please," Pam said quietly. "I'm too exhausted from moving."
CHAPTER TWO