A Simple Proposition (8 page)

“U

m,” Steve said, a couple of days later. “So about our movie.”
 

“Yeah?” Pam said.
 

“It didn’t go that well.”
 

“Oh.” Pam was suddenly worried. “What, did I…”
 

“No, not that. I showed Tyler. He told me I was a sick fuck and left.”
 

“Oh,” Pam said. “Oh shit.”
 

“Yeah. I’m not sure what to do.”
 

Pam wanted to punch Steve. He should have been able to read Tyler better. Of all people, why did he pick that friend? He had a
holier-than-thou type personality, and she knew he wouldn’t take it well.

A

couple days after Steve told Pam about Tyler, she was sitting at her desk wondering about where this journey was going. Then her cell phone rang and she recognized the number. It was Tyler.

Tyler told her Steve was showing people films of her.
 

“I know,” she said. “Um, thanks for telling me, but don’t worry. He told me about it.”
 

“You don’t mind?”
 

“Nah, it’s okay.”
 

She sat there and tried to decide if she should say he could watch it again now he knew it was okay. She decided not to.

She wondered how awkward it was going to be next time she had to see Tyler. “Tyler, if you could, please keep this between us. I’m not sure what Steve was thinking.”

“M

aybe we should give up on this
,” Steve said, as Pam walked into the living room after work.
 

She sat there for a while, thinking. She was about to agree. This hadn’t ended that well last time, and they were pushing a bit hard trying to make themselves do kinkier things.
 

She didn’t want to give up. She wanted to try. She’d wanted to try last time with her giving blowjobs until Steve had got jealous and weird and said no.
 

Last chance, she thought. One last try to make this work.
 

“We could get someone to watch us,” she said. “If you were into that.”
 

Steve looked up.
 

“Just someone here,” Pam said. “With us. Him watching. No movies.”
 

Steve was thinking.
 

“It might be better,” she said. “So he knows I’m okay with it. And so I can see him watching me.”
 

“You’d like that?”
 

“I think so, yeah.”
 

Steve was still thinking.
 

“And he doesn’t touch me at all,” Pam said. “Just to be clear. And we’re very clear to him before we start.”

“Yeah,” Steve said. “Okay. This could work.”
 

“Because for you it’s someone watching me, right? Like, someone looking at me and getting turned on?”
 

He nodded.
 

“So if they were watching us fuck…,” Pam said.
 

“You’d do that?”
 

Pam shrugged.
 

“You don’t mind?”
 

“I don’t mind doing shit that turns you on,” she said. “Because of how I love you and everything. But you are kind of a difficult prick to please.”
 

He grinned.
 

“I don’t mind,” she said. “I’d even almost like to. The giving head thing, that was better than I thought it’d be, so what the fuck, let’s try this.”
 

Steve was still looking at her.
 

“And since it’s this or a movie, it seems better just to fuck. Like someone watching is just kinky, and excusable, but watching a movie means I thought it through enough to make a film.”
 

“I think I understand.”
 

“Good. Because it makes sense to me.” Pam sat there for a moment, watching him. “So you want to? Let some other guy check me out?”
 

“If you do, yeah.”
 

“I think I do.”
 

“Okay,” Steve said. “Then me, too.”
 

They looked at each other. Pam didn’t know quite what to say.
 

After a moment Steve kissed her and said, “Thank you.”
 

“It’s fine.” Pam thought for a moment. “And a dude,” she said. “It has to be a guy, okay? No women.”
 

“Al
right.”
 

“I mean it. If I’m going to get anything out of this, I need to be turned on by someone watching me, so it has to be a guy. A straight guy. I don’t want some stranger gawking and scheming to get you.”
 

“That bothers you?”
 

“Yeah, it bothers me.”
 

Steve seemed surprised. “I suppose,” Steve said, a little wary. They still hadn’t talked about that very much. They definitely hadn’t talked about it as much as they probably should have. Apparently, being into the next piece of kinky weirdness he wanted her to do made up for it, though. He hadn’t seemed to need to talk about it, either.
 

“A guy,” she said. “You find him. You sort out the rules. It’s nothing to do with me except I’ll fuck
him when he turns up to watch.”
 

“Thank you,” Steve said.
 

“Are we going to fuck now?” Pam said. “I mean, I’m just assuming…”
 

Steve grinned and kissed her, and started pulling her towards the bedroom.
 

“Here’s fine,” she said,
so Steve pulled her back toward the sofa.
 

A

few weeks passed, and Pam almost decided nothing more was going to happen. She started to assume Steve wouldn’t be able to or that he didn’t want to find anyone. Maybe he was having second thoughts, so she just let it go. Pam started to think that maybe for Steve, watching didn’t seem nearly as much fun for the other guy as getting head had been.
 

She and Steve kept having sex more than usual, and when they did Steve whispered to her about other men watching her, and that was fun even if nothing more happened. And the whispering helped, she decided. She was starting to get used to the idea, to think it was normal.

While she still thought nothing was going to happen, one day she came home from work and found Steve there with a guy she’d never seen before. She was pretty sure she knew exactly why. No warning, which surprised her. No mention that he’d asked anyone. Just a man she didn’t know here, in her home, wanting to watch her fuck.

She wasn’t sure what to do, or what she ought to feel.
 

The guy’s name was Todd Love, Steve said. Pam shook his hand, then went to get changed. As much so she had a moment to think as because she needed different clothes.
 

Steve followed her. “It’s him,” he said quietly. “Todd said he’d watch. He’s into it.”
 

“Ah,” Pam said. “Yeah, I guessed.”

“You’re annoyed?”
 

“Not annoyed. Not really. I’m just surprised. You caught me totally off guard.”
 

“Oh,” Steve said.
 

“You should have warned me,” she said. “Dickhead.” Maybe she was disappointed because she was still hopeful that Steve would bring Mike around for this. After all, Steve liked it when Mike flirted with her, so why wasn’t he including Mike in this?
 

“I’m sorry.”
 

“I know, I said just bring him along, but you should have warned me.
Even when you were on the way home.”

“I should have,” Steve said. “I’m sorry. Should I tell him to go?”
 

Pam stood there for a moment. She was turned on. She was actually quite turned on, for being surprised and not knowing what to think.
 

“Fuck it,” she said. “I might as well see if I’m into him. What have you said so far?”
 

“That we’d like someone to watch.”
 

“That’s all?”
 

Steve nodded.
 

“That he can’t join in? You made that clear?”
 

“Yeah.”
 

“And he can’t touch me.”
 

“I told him that,” Steve said, annoyed.
 

“Your rules, dude,” she said. “Not mine.”
 

“I know. I explained everything to him already.”
 

Pam stood there for a moment, then said, “Okay, I’ll come down and see what I think.”
 

She looked around and wondered what to wear. Something easy to take off, she supposed. She got a tee shirt from a drawer and pulled it on and left on the skirt she’d worn to work.
 

“Let’s get ‘er done,” she joked.
 

She went back down to join Steve and Todd. Once in the room she shook Todd’s hand again and this time said, “I’m Pam and apparently you’re here to watch Steve fuck me.”
 

“Yes,” Todd said. He was wearing a suit and had clean nails and neat hair. Neat hair like he was fussy, Pam thought. Like he’d just tidied it up. Or like he was going to a job interview and trying hard. She wondered which, but she liked the idea he might care enough to make an effort.
 

“You really want to?” she said. “Or you’ll just go along with it?”
 

“How do you mean?”
 

“You’re here to watch.” She paused for a moment and noticed that he was already hard. “There is no touching on your part.”
 

Todd nodded, looking embarrassed when he knew that Pam could see his arousal.
 

“Just watching?” Pam stated again to let it sink in. “No touching.”
 

“Yeah.”
 

“Steve told me the rules and I agreed.” He looked a bit disappointed as he was clearly attracted to Pam.
 

“That no touching is my husband’s thing.” Pam decided to tease and torment both men. “Not mine. You look like a smart man who takes care of yourself. I like that. Still, I’m married and have to respect my husband’s wishes.”

“I understand.”
 

“Okay, have a drink, hang around, let me think about it.”

Her mind was made up that she was going to let Steve fuck her and, if she had her way, so would Todd.