Take Care of Nancy

It wasn’t a wild fuck. Boyd had spilled his guts to the woman who had been sitting at the bar, some twenty years older than he was, more Rubenesque than svelte, and somewhat wrinkled around the edges. But she was a woman with feelings, one who had lost a child herself, and when Boyd was so far gone in his cups and bubbling over with despair that he told her of just learning that his wife had lost a baby six months into a pregnancy, she became, first, a mother, and then a comforter in the way she was there, at the bar, to be.

Gretchen had taken Boyd to one of the back rooms with a bed. When Mark Mayfield found them, she was on her back, skirt up to her waist, panties on the floor, bodice flared open, legs spread, and Boyd was crouched between her thighs, nuzzling her ample breasts, embracing her, and well into the rhythm of thrust and fuck.

Seeing the tableau, the captain’s first instinct was to be angry. Boyd was supposed to be in his bed, not some woman’s. Not that Mayfield really cared if Boyd fucked women. He knew there was a Mrs. Talbot and he’d interacted enough with Boyd to know the young man was an “any port in the storm” cocksman. So was Mayfield.

Therefore, when he’d drawn close and Gretchen, who Mayfield himself had known biblically on previous visits to the bar, had given him the basic explanation of why Boyd was the way he was, the captain stood there for a while, rubbing Boyd’s shoulders and commiserating with the young man.

As the fuck went on, though, Mayfield got horny and felt his rank. He not only had fucked Gretchen before himself, he’d joined with other men in fucking Gretchen. So, he did now too. He stripped off his clothes, climbed up on the bed behind Boyd, put his cock in position at Boyd’s hole, while Boyd was still humping Gretchen, embraced his boy toy driver, mounted, penetrated, and fucked him while Boyd was trying to rub out his cares with his cock pumping Gretchen.

In the ensuing months, as Boyd’s family tragedy simmered in letters from Nancy that came few and far between and gave very little information, Mayfield continued bringing Boyd to Gretchen–and then some of the other call girls at the bar and a male prostitute or two for three-way solace. In time, Mayfield was regularly fucking Boyd in a double penetration with other men.