The Slave Trader

Written by Squire

It's been years since I've been in California, but a business trip finally brings me back to the busy city. I decide to fly in on Friday and enjoy the weekend's leisure time before business on Monday. Checking into the busy motel, I'm surprised and delighted to find an old friend the manager! It's Susie, the wife of an Army buddy of mine. We'd been good friends and neighbors for almost a year, until Vance had finally finished his enlistment and the two of them returned to their home in a California city.

However, it's been over five years since I'd last heard from them, and I decide to not ask any personal questions until Susie herself decides to update me on her life.

Susie is delighted to see me again. After a warm hug, she quickly directs the person on duty to get me checked into her best suite, and then takes the rest of the afternoon off to join me for lunch.

At lunch we catch up on history. I'm saddened to discover she and Vance are have been separated for six months or more.

"Separated? Are you going to divorce?"

"No, Vance hasn't done anything to start a divorce process. He hasn't done anything at all. I haven't heard anything from him. So I guess we're just separated."

"But Susie .. I don't get it. Did you leave him, or he leave you, or what? I mean, you can't just .. you know, separate."

Susie ducks her head, avoiding my eyes. "It's all my fault, Fritz. I was so stupid .. and I don't blame him for leaving me."

She finally explains what happened. Angry at Vance for spending too much time at work and too little with her, she had gone out and gotten drunk. Two men, casual acquaintances, had offered to drive her home.

Susie pauses and shakes her head. She avoids my eyes, obviously embarrassed. "I haven't talked with anyone about any of this, Fritz. Vance just moved out, and I couldn't talk with him. And I certainly couldn't explain to his parents or mine what had happened. I feel so terrible, I still feel dirty, even after all this time."

"So what happened, Susie? You have to tell someone, so it might as well be me." I hold her hand across the table, trying to comfort the upset woman.

"Well, I was having a really good time, you know? I hadn't been out by myself like that in years, and it was really _fun_ flirting and dancing and carrying on with these guys. We were all just having fun!"

She shakes her head. "But then when we got home, I invited them in for a nightcap. I knew I shouldn't have done that .. but I figured with two of them there, nobody would get too fresh, you know?" She looks at me sincerely, tears in her eyes.

"But .. I don't know how it started exactly, or how it happened .. but .. well .."

She takes a deep breath and holds my eyes, embarrassed but needing to see my reaction. "I ended up with both of them having sex with me. At the same time. Right there on the floor in the middle of our living room."

I'm surprised, to say the least. I can picture the scene, of course, but never would have thought Susie would get into such a situation. The mental image is erotic: this woman has always excited and attracted me. But this is not the time for that. I want to encourage her to get the whole story out. I decide to be blunt and frank with her.

"OK, so to be blunt, you got drunk and let two guys fuck you. I guess you're not the first for that to happen to."

Susie flushes and nods. "Yes .. but that's not the worst part. I don't know how it all started, but I remember them kissing me and fondling me all over .. and then we were all undressed. And I was just kind of doing whatever they told me to do. They'd already .. well, had sex with me one at a time .. and I think they had me .. you know, use my mouth on one while the other one was .. fucking me." She blushes at the frank words, but continues. "But it all just felt so .. I donno, it was exciting and I felt attractive and I knew they wanted me .. so I was just doing whatever they wanted, and sometimes .." She glances at me shyly from the corner of her eyes. "Sometimes I was just so excited I didn't know _what_ was going on!".......(cont)