Chapter 7

Ruth was pleased with how the session with Sharon had worked out. That vision of James sucking Tom’s dick while Tom sucked his would stay with her for a long time. Sharon had given her the orgasm she wanted and was on the hook for sorting out Steve. There was also the session with Jenny and James to look forward to.

Now all she had to do was convince Steve to join her on Thursday night.

She had dropped by the kitchen to talk to Viv and grab a coffee after dealing with Mark’s morning stiffie.

“So, tomorrow night then?” she started.

Viv couldn’t stop her grin. “Yep! I’m glad I took your girls’ recommendation. Mark’s been on edge all week.”

“Yeah, he’s been very easy to make cum recently. Definitely fantasising about Jenny while I’m sucking his dick.” Then, in faux outrage, she continued, “Not something that’s great for a girl’s self-esteem, you know?”

Viv couldn’t resist the dig. “Well, you could always relax your rules. You know he has asked.”

Ruth just stuck her tongue out at her as Steve walked into the kitchen.

“Hey, Steve,” Ruth greeted him.

Steve grumbled a “hi” and went to get some cereal for breakfast. He had seen Ruth there in the morning from time to time but wasn’t sure why she was there. She and his mother seemed to be friends, but she was his age, wasn’t she? She had the same uniform on as Jenny. Maybe she knew her. Maybe…

“Mum, have you seen my sports kit? I need it for today.”

Viv just rolled her eyes and went to retrieve it.

While she was out of the kitchen, Steve quickly asked, “Do you know a girl called Jenny? I think she goes to the same school as you.”

“Yeah, I know a Jenny.” Then, teasingly, she followed up, “Why? Do you want me to set you up?”

Steve couldn’t believe his luck. “Well, I’d really like to see her again.”

“Oh, so you know her already?”

“Not really. We only met once, but I don’t know how to contact her.”

Ruth could see Steve had it bad. At least this gave her a simple opening. She’d been staying each morning after dealing with Mark to get to know Steve. Seemed that everything worked out in the end, if you gave it time.

“Well,” she began, as Viv came back with Steve’s sports kit, “I was going to be meeting up with a friend tomorrow night at Roxy’s. Care to join us and I’ll see what I can do?”

Steve jumped at the chance. “I’d love to.”

“No problem. See you down at the entrance to the pier at 6:30?”

“That would be great. Thanks, Ruth.” He grabbed his sports gear and gave his mother a peck on the cheek as he left.

Viv was slightly stunned. “How did you do that? He’s hardly spoken to me since that incident with Jenny. And now, suddenly, all is butterflies and sunshine. Have you sorted him out?”

Ruth smiled back. “Still working on it, but it’s going in the right direction.”

Ruth then asked, “Back to tomorrow night. You heard my offer to Steve to get him out of the house?”

Viv nodded.

“Well, how about I keep him out for the entire night. I’d need to get him a hotel room, though. This would also be part of the plan to help get him past ‘the incident’. If it all works out, it should set him up for the summer.”

Viv considered it and moved her hand to her cheek. “Do what you think you need to. I’ll cover any reasonable expenses.”

Ruth simply nodded in agreement, finished her coffee, and said, “Okay. Good luck tomorrow night.” She got up, grabbed her bag, and they said their goodbyes as Viv walked her out.

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Sharon was waiting at the entrance to the pier at 6:20, which was annoying since Roxy’s didn’t open until 8:30. She was going to meet Ruth at the Eagle but had to pick up this guy, Steve, first. The initial step of the plan was to make him understand that Jenny wasn’t available. Then take him to join up with Ruth to ‘get over her’.

Apparently this guy had only met Jenny once, so God knows what she did to screw him up this bad. That girl was a walking chaos bomb.

Spotting Steve walking past the Belisha beacon, she jumped off the bench and went to introduce herself.

“Hey, you must be Steve,” Sharon said, waving and starting to walk to meet up by the zebra crossing.

Steve wasn’t sure who this was and looked around. Since no one else was there, he calmed down. “Yeah, I’m Steve. Are you Ruth’s friend?”

“Yep, name’s Sharon. Ruth’s meeting us at the Eagle. She sent me to fetch you when she realised she’d messed up on the time. Roxy’s doesn’t open for a few hours. How far have you come?”

“Just up in Old Town. Caught a bus into town.”

“Oh, bummer. I should have met you by the station so you didn’t have to walk here only to have to walk back. Shall we?” Sharon said, pointing back toward the Eagle.

Steve shrugged and they started walking back into town.

The silence from Steve as they walked was getting Sharon a bit frustrated. She wasn’t sure having to do all the work was what she had signed up for. “So, how do you know Ruth?”

Steve took a moment. “I don’t really know her. She mentioned that she would get me in touch with Jenny.”

Sharon showed surprise. “Jenny? As in: about 5’5”, long dark hair with blond highlights and a body to die for? That Jenny?”

Steve stuttered, “Ah, I guess so.”

“You do know she has a boyfriend, don’t you?”

“Well, no. Ruth didn’t tell me that,” Steve replied.

“Ha! She’s going out with James, who happens to be Ruth’s cousin. Not sure why she didn’t tell you. Why did you want to get in touch with her?”

“Well, we bumped into each other and I thought there was a connection. I just wanted to talk to her.”

“Don’t bother. She’s lovely, but completely oblivious to the effect she has on people. And, no offence, but she’s not likely to be dumping James for someone she 'bumped into'.”

Steve had been slowing as the conversation continued, until he finally stopped and said, “I should probably just head back home. Thanks for meeting me.”

Sharon stared at him and said, “Sorry, what? I’ve just spent twenty minutes waiting for you, and all you’ve done since we met is talk about another girl. Then, when you find out she’s unavailable, you want to go home? You could at least offer to buy me a drink and, perhaps, ask about me. Ruth invited you out. She must have seen some value in you. She is now waiting for us. There’s no way I’m getting the blame for you not turning up. So. Come. On.” And she started walking further toward the Eagle.

Steve stood there for a moment before hurrying to catch up. Walking beside Sharon, he started talking. “Look, I’m sorry. It’s just that…well. Oh, shit.” Then he paused before continuing, “Can we please start again? I’ve been messed up recently. I thought talking to Jenny…” And he stopped immediately at a look from Sharon as he realised what he’d started to say. Time to pull himself together. Ruth did invite him out.

He finally shook himself and tried to follow Sharon’s advice. “Hey, Sharon, thanks for waiting for me. Can I buy you a drink?”

“That would be lovely. I’m meeting a friend at the Eagle. Care to join us?” Sharon pantomimed that he should continue. Sheesh, it was like pulling a hen’s teeth.

Oh, yeah, ask her about herself… “Uhhh…”

For the rest of the walk, Sharon kept trying to feed him lines but it wasn’t working. When they got to the Eagle, Sharon was fuming and walked up to Ruth’s table with Steve in tow. Speaking directly to Ruth as if Steve wasn’t there, she said, “He’s got no game at all and is incredibly innocent. You really want to do this?” She then turned to Steve. “Mine’s a rum and coke. A double. I’m off to the loo.” And with that she left them both and flounced down past the bar.

Ruth looked up at Steve and said, “You better sit down. We need to talk.”

After Steve had sat, Ruth studied him for around a minute before starting, “I assume you now know that Jenny’s unavailable?” Steve nodded. “Good. I tried to set you up with Sharon, who is a good friend, but it doesn’t look like it has started out well. Are you really going to screw this up chasing a girl that isn’t interested in you and already has a boyfriend?

“Look, this may be harsh, but if you don’t get your head out of your arse, you’re going to be wasting the summer at least.

“Here’s the deal: I’ll work with you on Sharon but you need to put in the work. She has been willing to give you a chance, but you need to want to do this.”

“Why?” Steve asked.

“Why what?”

“Well, why did you try to set me up with Sharon? I didn’t even know that was what you were doing. I don’t even know you.”

Ruth leaned forward. “I may not know you, but I do know Jenny. I don’t know what happened between the two of you and…” As Steve got a frightened look, she quickly continued, “I don’t want to know. You should know, however, that you never stood a chance with her.

“When you asked about her, I figured I could do your mother a favour by setting you straight. I could have done that in front of your mother, but you sending her to fetch your kit implied you didn’t want her to know.”

Ruth raised a questioning eyebrow at this, and Steve just nodded in agreement.

“Now, take a good look at that girl walking next to the bar. Do you really want to let that go?”

Steve turned to see Sharon, who seemed to have calmed down, returning to the table.

“Ah, I should get the drinks. Same again?” he asked, pointing at Ruth’s drink. Ruth nodded, and he hastily left to get the round in before Sharon could reach the table.

After Steve returned with the drinks and sat down, the girls were looking at him expectantly. He wasn’t sure what to say, so he simply took a drink.

Ruth just sighed. “Okay, on to plan D.

“Steve, Sharon would like to make an offer to you. You’re not what she would call her usual boyfriend material, so what she’s offering is to teach you how to talk to girls.”

Steve looked at Sharon, who was running her finger around the lip of her glass, making it sing, and said, “What do you mean by teach?”

Sharon spoke up. “So far this evening, you haven’t initiated any conversation. You have only responded when spoken to. You have no idea how to make small talk with a girl. You’re so scared that a girl will laugh at anything you say that you don’t say anything at all. How do you expect to get a girlfriend if you can’t talk to girls?

“Obviously you can wait until some girl takes pity on you and makes all the moves. Or, you can take me up on my offer and I’ll be your wingman… wingwoman, whatever.

“The way this will work is: we’ll go out in the evening to crowded clubs and bars. I’ll get a conversation going and you’ll join in. At the end of the evening, I’ll critique everything you’ve done.”

Ruth jumped in. “This isn’t for free. If you want Sharon’s support you will pay for everything for the evening. If she manages to get you laid, you will stump up a bonus.

“This contract will continue as long as both of you want. Either can cancel.

“So, what’s it to be? You can walk out that door now and keep pining over a girl who doesn’t care that you exist, or you can start to get your shit together.”

For Steve, the hits just kept coming. He should just walk out that door instead of taking this. Except… well, if he’d tried talking to Sharon, maybe they would be having a drink before heading to Roxy’s. Instead it felt like he was here making a decision about his entire future. He thought of the price. It’s not like paying for an evening out was an issue. If he’d ever had the guts to ask a girl out, he would have done that anyway.

In the end, Steve just slumped and said, “It doesn’t look like I’ve got anything to lose.”

Sharon spoke up immediately, pointing at him. “That! Right there! Is why you need this.”

She then turned to Ruth and asked, “So, we’re square after this?”

Ruth, smiling, said, “Not quite. I’m calling in my favour,” and threw a hotel card onto the table.

Sharon stared at the card, then at Steve, before looking back at Ruth and saying, “You bitch!”

Ruth’s smile turned to a grin as she got up and said, “You two have fun.”

While she was walking out, she wondered how Jenny’s evening was going.

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Sharon was quiet, staring at the hotel card as Ruth left. She eventually picked it up and started tapping it against the table top before looking up at Steve. “I guess you just got lucky. This is a one-off that you have Ruth to thank for. Don’t get any ideas about me sucking your dick every time we go out.”

As Sharon continued to rotate the room key, clicking it against the table top, Steve finally spoke up. “Look, I’m usually not this slow on the uptake, but what the fuck just happened?”

Sharon didn’t respond immediately. Instead she finished her drink and said, “Drink up, we might as well run up Ruth’s room service tab.”

Steve quickly necked the rest of his drink as Sharon got up and they left the Eagle. Sharon was still quiet as they retraced their steps to the sea front and Steve was starting to wonder if he was ever going to get an explanation.

Finally Sharon started talking as they walked along the sea front promenade to the sound of the waves retreating on the shingle.

She started with, “We’ve been playing draughts,” before looking at Steve and changing it to, “well, I’ve been playing draughts, you’re playing tic-tac-toe, but Ruth’s playing three-dimensional chess.”

After another pause, she asked, “How did you bump into Jenny?”

Steve thought back to that day. “Well, we were on the bus and she was in the seat in front of me.”

Sharon interrupted. “Do you normally take that route?”

“No, I normally drive, but my mum had borrowed my car.”

“You have a car?” Sharon asked.

“Of course,” Steve responded, confused.

“Humph, rich kids.

“So, you don’t normally take that route and just happened to bump into Jenny on the bus?”

“Yeah.” Steve answered.

“All right, I’ll give you the version from my side.

“I’d got a tip-off from a friend that Ruth was after someone to hook up with you. This was about a week ago.”

“A week?” Steve queried. “I only spoke to Ruth yesterday when she asked me to join her and a friend. How would she know that we would be going out today and that I’d go along with it?”

Sharon just looked at Steve and shook her head, mumbling, “Tic-tac-toe,” before continuing. “In any case, I thought I could use that to have Ruth do me a favour. She agreed but then, while doing the favour, I asked for another. She was kneeling in front of me and had parted my knees to watch me piss. So I just thought it would be some sort of water-sports kink when she said that I’d owe her a favour.”

She thought back to how dilated Ruth’s pupils were as they’d watched James and Tom with their cocks in each other’s mouths. How she never took her eyes off them as they sucked on each other, brought each other to orgasm and then swallowed each other’s cum. Yeah, she was going to make them do that in any case. “Shit,” she muttered to herself.

“Now I’m pretty sure that that ‘friend’ had been coached by Ruth and that Ruth’s plan all along was for me to end up keeping you busy tonight. This favour was her backup to a backup to a…” 

She paused, looking at Steve. “You get the idea. Don’t get me wrong, Ruth would have put out if her original plans had worked. She’d already agreed to a ménage à trois if we’d ended up at Roxy’s. But she used me on so many different levels. I’m pretty sure that she also used you as well, but if I start going back that far, that’s red-pill level of fucked up.”

She just sighed. “Bottom line is, you never get on the wrong side of Ruth.”

As they drew level with the entrance to the Grand Hotel, she asked, “I assume you don’t have much experience with sex?”

Steve was about to say he had plenty, but after the look from Sharon, he just grunted, “Very little.”

“Okay, in that case, consider tonight part of your training. I’m going to teach you how to make a girl cum. And if you don’t give me an orgasm before the morning, the rest of the agreement is off. Understand?”

Steve wasn’t sure what to think. He still had the vision in his head of Ruth pushing Sharon’s knees apart and watching pee coming out of her pussy. And then, had she really agreed to a threesome with him? God, why was he such a wimp. So he just nodded as they checked for traffic and crossed the road to the driveway of the hotel.

Walking along the path to the entrance, Steve glanced at Sharon’s profile and her body. Sharon may have thought that Ruth had used him, but if the outcome of that was a sex training session with Sharon, he felt that they were, at least, even. In any case, he would make sure to thank Ruth and stay on her good side. He wondered what he could offer her.

These girls were scary.

Chapter 8

Jenny had spent a lot...