Ken finished his drink, got up and made two more.
“How long has Ann been away?” Parker asked, taking the glass Ken handed to him.
“Five weeks.”
“That’s too long. What’s the matter with the old girl ?”
“I don’t know. Old age, I guess. This could go on for another month.”
“How would you like to step out tonight?” Parker asked, looking at Ken with a little leer.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, strictly between you and me and the bedpost, I have a little arrangement that works pretty well. I wouldn’t mind putting you in the way of some fun too.”
“Arrangement? What’s that mean?”
“I have an outlet that the wife doesn’t know about. It’s not always easy to fix, but I manage to have a fling every once in a while when the wife goes to see her mother.”