The bluffs of northern Wisconsin along the Mississippi River are home to monster bucks. As I sat patiently waiting for my trophy buck to come into view, my cell phone vibrated in my pocket.
“Robert, come back to the house. There is a car waiting for you.” The text was from my friend and roommate who is also named Bob. Bob, always so formal, owns the land we are hunting on. I wasn't sure what to make of it, but everyone must have headed to lunch. I climbed out of my stand and began the walk back to my friend’s house.
I arrived fifteen minutes later and sure enough, there was a Red SUV in the driveway running which I didn’t recognize. After dropping off my gear, I opened the passenger door and there she was waiting for me, Rachel. Rachel is my roommate Bob's on again off again girlfriend. Last I knew they were on again, and so my curiosity was peaked.
“What is going on?” I asked.
“What’s going on is that Bob instructed me to pick you up and bring you to the rendezvous.” I didn’t know what to make of it but it was Bob’s instructions, so I went along.
Rachel is a fiery redhead with straight shoulder length hair and a pleasant face. I have never seen her without clothes, but could only imagine what she looked like naked. The nice swell beneath her sweater surely would be ample breasts that have gotten heavy with age and the curves under the jeans made my mouth water. At that moment, that was exactly what I was wondering.
The twenty minute drive continued without another word from either of us. We pulled into the parking lot of a motel called The Rendezvous. It was one of those establishments from the 70's where there aren't hallways or indoor pools. Thoughts of a shower stabbing from the movie Psycho were my first thoughts as we pulled in and parked. I recognized some of the many cars in the lot but didn't think much about it. Without a word, we both got out and I followed Rachel to door number 5. The large picture window had the curtains drawn and I began wondering how much trouble I was about to be in.
As we walked in, I was greeted by the other four hunters from my party. Comments like “What took ya?”, “where have you been?”, “Did you get one?” were coming at me from the guys. It was obvious they had planned this due to the coolers of beer and bottles of blackberry brandy on the table. Somehow the party had grown because there were women in the room that I didn’t recognize and it was then that it all hit me.
No one had any clothes on and the guys were being treated to blowjobs by the women.