Remembering Bethany : Part 6

Because of the snow, Jimmy kept the bar closed on Friday. However, Denver snowstorms often have a limited shelf life and after a sunny Saturday, the roads were relatively clear, Jimmy called everyone and we reopened on Saturday. Most of the crowd had been off on Friday and were looking to party on Saturday Night.

Beth brought Billy in with her to the bar. He looked happy but very tired while Beth looked Radiant but was walking slightly bowlegged and she confessed that she was having trouble sitting down when she brought me my drink. Billy told me that they had spent all of Friday in bed and had only gotten up Saturday for a romp in the snow and Billy's first snowball fight.

I noticed that Billy couldn't seem to take his eyes off Beth and every time she looked at him she smiled and blushed. When Beth took a break, I joined them. “Beth, Billy: even though I don't like to make snap judgements about relationships, it's clear to me that you two are meant for each other and that I am very happy for both of you. I don't want either of you to feel uncomfortable around me, so I hereby renounce any sexual claim that I may have had on you, Beth.” to Billy I said “You have my best wishes and always remember to cherish and take care your woman because she's worth it.”

For the rest of that spring their life seemed to be bliss with Billy doing well in his paramedic courses even though I had to help him in anatomy and physiology and how to use algebra to titrate dosage with pain meds. Beth was teaching him French and on the weekends she introduced him to the Denver art and museum world.

A week or two before I left for Walter Reed I found Beth really mad and I feared that they had a fight.

Beth responded “Oh no, it's not Billy; it's my ex-fiancee. I just got these... and she handed me a sheaf of poorly focused 4 X 5 photos of her fiance in various sex positions with two women in a seedy motel room. The clothes scattered across the floor identified the women as Australian nurses from what I could tell. The back of the photos showed a stamp from a developer in Sidney.

The note with the photos read: “Memories, mate from your Aussie Amazons.”

Beth was close to tears “Did he do this to taunt me? I thought I was over him but this still hurts!”

I asked to see the package that they came in and she handed me a tattered shipping envelope that was stamped and over-stamped with mailroom routing marks from one one firebase to another across Viet Nam and finally to Beth's address in Denver.

I laughed “The dumb cluck left your address as his home of record and the mail clerks got tired of trying to track him down and just sent it to you. I still have some friends in Infantry Branch who can find out his next stateside duty station and I can get them to ship this to his next post. He didn't mean to hurt you but it was still thoughtless.”

Another thought came to me “ You know that the best form of revenge is living well. Why don't you show him you're over him by sending him some pictures of what you and Billy have been up to? I'll be glad to take pictures.” My ulterior motive was to try out my brand new Ashki Pentax 35 mm SLR and I wouldn't mind watching Billy and Beth have sex again. I had a friend who did portrait photography as a sideline and I figured that I could borrow his lighting and reflector setup. I could get the film at a discount and develop and print the photos at the base craft shop.

Beth thought for a moment “I think that's a great idea, let's talk to Billy about it.”

Surprisingly, Billy was camera shy. “I dunno Uncle George. I'm not sure that I can perform in front of a camera. I used to belong to a camera club in high school, why don't you let me take the pictures?”

I responded “Billy, you're Beth's lover now and you should be the one making love to her in the photographs. What are you worried about? You'll have a mask. Besides, it's my Pentax and I want to take the pictures. ”

This absurd conversation went on until Beth spoke up. “I think both of you should take pictures. George, you can take some glamor shots of me in my new underwear and if Billy still wants to take pictures, then you can fill in for him in front of the camera. After all you were my first black lover and I know that Billy's not jealous of you. However, I would appreciate it if both of you would participate in my revenge. My fiance had two women and I can't let him outdo me.”

After that, Billy and I couldn't think of anything to say so I started to get everything ready for the shoot. My wife had already taken the girls back East to look for housing and schools. I was left behind to finish cleaning up the place prior to Base Housing inspection. After I got it cleaned up and re-painted white, I stripped the Living room and draped a couch with a white blanket and set up the lighting and reflectors. I taped the drapes so that the bright lights wouldn't attract the neighbor's (or the MP's) attention.

Beth and Billy arrived and I welcomed them in. Beth was in a plain housedress that buttoned up the front and was carrying her heels and a makeup kit. She went into the bathroom to get ready while Billy helped me to get ready and check the light levels. He was fascinated with the Single Lens Reflex camera and the thru the lens light meter because it was so much easier than the cameras he had learned on. He especially liked the high quality macro lens I was using.

When Beth came out of the bathroom, she was still in the housedress but she had hose and open toe high heels with ankle straps. We sat down to share a joint and a drink to calm the jitters. I kidded Beth about her 'take me home and fuck me shoes'. She replied “Well, I should hope so!” and we all laughed.

With the lights on, the room had started to heat up and Beth said “It's too hot for this dress.” and stood up to unbutton it and place it across the chair. She stood there, dressed in heels, thigh-highs, garter belt, push-up open cup bra and a grin as we both stared in appreciation. “My ex is going to be so sorry. You guys should strip down too so that I won't feel uncomfortable.”

After Billy and I got down to our boxers, I started to put Beth in some of my favorite Bettie Paige poses until I needed to change film and she said “I'm starting to feel like I could use some company, won't one of you join me?” I could tell she was aroused by the flush of her cheeks and the gleam from the lights on her lower lips.

I looked at Billy and he said 'You go ahead, give me a chance with the Pentax.'
I was still nervous about getting started up again with Beth but by then my cock was doing the thinking for both of us so I handed the camera to Billy and put on the black mask. When I stepped up beside her, she smiled up so sweetly at me that my heart jumped and so did my dick. Beth grinned as she turned to face me as if we were dance pardners and looking down at my shorts, said 'I see someone is happy to see me. You haven't been with your wife for a couple of weeks now, have you? 'and reached into my boxers to fish out my old 'nine-iron'. I responded by grabbing her butt and my fingers slipped into her nethers to find that she was moist and flowing. 'Hey!'she laughed and turned to see if Billy was photographing my fingers between her cheeks. Of course he was and he was already down on one knee focusing on her backside with the rangefinder.