Erika Waldera was enjoying her time in the small town of Darien. She was halfway through her three month traveling nurse contract with the local hospital. The hospital supplied an attractive little furnished apartment in a converted mill building overlooking the river that had once powered that mill. Erika was able to work as much as she wanted, but usually choose to work the day shift. She officially had two days off a week, but sometimes worked one of them. Not knowing many people locally meant that even working an eight hour day gave her plenty of hours to relax and perhaps wander around town and meet up with people.
Erika was a well-liked young nurse and got along well with her coworkers and her boss, Lynda. Erika had made several friends at a local bar called Going Down, the bar was apparently called that because it was down a flight of stairs in an alley off main street. The real reason the bar was called Going Down was because the owner, Damon, had secretly made the whole place oral sex themed. Most of the drink names had subtle double meanings; subtle enough that casual visitors might miss the hidden meaning. However, one of the not really secret draws to the bar was the monthly blowjob contest. Whichever woman could blow the most dicks in one day would drink free for the next month. As an added incentive whoever was ahead on a certain day didn't have to pay their tab that specific day.
The blowjob contest wasn't very competitive. A local woman named Linda usually won because she and several friends hung out together and she would blow them, and other guys she knew from town, in order to stay ahead. Last month though, Erika had won the contest and so this month she could drink for free. Not that she needed to drink for free, she rarely had more than two drinks in an evening and she earned really good money at the hospital. Mostly she had just wanted to win the contest, and to beat out her new friend Linda. In fact, so far this month she hadn't blown anyone in the bar at all, and Linda was winning with three dicks, those belonging to their mutual friends Trent, Rickie and Adam.
Erika had blown Trent at home, though; they had started dating the previous week. Neither one of them expected it to be serious, they both knew that Erika would likely move on at the end of her contract. But the sex was good, and it was nice for Erika to have someone to show her around the local sights during the day. They both knew they had an open relationship since Trent had been in the bar most of the times when Erika was blowing other guys for the contest and Linda still regularly sucked Trent off.
Tonight, though, Erika was in early since she had the day off, and she was sitting at the end of the bar nearest the door and the bathrooms chatting with Virgil, who sat in his favorite spot. Virgil was an old man who spent most evenings here drinking and remembering Mary, his deceased wife. She too had been a nurse, and Erika enjoyed talking with Virgil, mostly about his life with his wife. Erika was starting to be able to predict the ebb and flow of his stories.
Erika glanced toward the door as a group of people walked in, someone called out, "Damon! How's it going, man?"
The bartender looked up, smiled and waved, "Desmond! Things are good, how are you and Lynda both doing?" Erika's eyes glanced across Desmond, Lynda, and the other three people with them.
Lynda Perrette was Erika's boss, and her husband Desmond was Damon's cousin, so Damon knew them both well. Erika had never met Desmond and might have been embarrassed that her boss saw her in this particular bar since the blow job contest was a fairly well known but not usually talked about rumor about town. However, Erika and Lynda had talked about how Lynda and two of her friends had once had a private party in the back room where the three wives blew their own husbands. Quietly at work Lynda had even mentioned that the couples had sometimes joked about coming back in for another round. Maybe tonight would end up being that night!
Lynda waved to Erika and grinned on the way to a booth. She led her three friends there while Desmond chatted with Damon and ordered some drinks. A few minutes later Lynda came over to Erika and Virgil, "Hello Erika. Hello Virgil, I haven't seen you since the funeral. How are you doing?"
Virgil gave a crooked grin and said, "Well, every day above ground is a good day, I guess." Lynda and Virgil talked for a while and Erika quickly gathered that Mary had once been Lynda's head nurse, which is how Lynda knew Virgil. After a few minutes Lynda invited Erika to join her group so that the young nurse could meet her husband.
Erika took her drink to the booth where Desmond and the others were seated. "Erika, this is my husband, Desmond. Desmond, this is the traveling nurse I was telling you about, Erika."
Trapped in the booth Desmond could not stand, but he did offer his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you Erika, I hope you enjoy working with Lynda. I understand she can be a little hard to work for."
"Hard but fair, and she treats people with the respect they deserve. I'm learning a lot here."
Lynda then introduced their other friends, "Erika, this is George and Sharon Scott, and our friend Frank Bishop." Everyone said hello and Sharon asked Erika to join them so she slid into the booth next to Lynda, who had pushed Desmond further in. George, Sharon and Frank sat opposite them, with Frank directly across from Erika. Erika was the youngest in the group by far, the others were all in their late forties or early fifties.
The two couples had brought Frank out to "celebrate" his divorce being finalized. If the ending of a marriage was really something to celebrate. "We are still friendly enough, I guess, but we had grown apart too much. When our daughter went off to college we realized that we didn't have anything left holding us together." Frank shrugged his shoulders, and looked a little sad.
It turned out that Frank, although saddened by the end of his marriage, was a mostly happy and funny guy. He chatted about plans to do things that he had never gotten around to doing before, places he might like to visit, and fun adventures he had already had in his life. Including, it turns out, the night the three couples had a private party in the back room! "Yeah, that won't happen again, but it sure was fun the first time, amiright?"
Everyone agreed, and Erika said, "The first time is often the best, but there is a lot to be said for repeat performances, right?"
Erika knew that Frank had been checking her out. She was young, attractive and new, so of course he was checking her out. Erika liked the way Frank looked, too, though. Older, handsome and with salt and pepper black hair that had only begun to go grey.
"So, Frank, have you started seeing anyone yet? You've been out of the dating pool for a while, there must be a lot of pressure, right?" And to be sure to telegraph her interest, she slid her foot up and down his calf under the table.
Frank jumped a little in surprise, "Oh! Ah, no, not yet. I wanted to get this all settled first, and it is a fairly small town. "
"I know what you mean. I'm dating a guy I met here, Trent, and we hang out with his ex, Linda, all the time. Hey, Linda is Damon's cousin, are you related to her Desmond?"
Frank looks disappointed by the news that Erika is seeing someone.
Desmond grins, "Yeah, but distantly. She is a wild one, isn't she? For some reason she never has to pay for drinks here."
Erika grins back, "This month I don't have to either, I beat her record last month. That is how I started seeing Trent, in fact."
Sharon reacts first, as she realizes that Erika just admitted to blowing more guys in one night than the previously reigning blowjob queen. Her eyes opened wide and and she gasps out, "What? How many?"
"Nine. Damon could have been the tenth, but I had already won so I didn't even try with him."
