Absence of the Hero by Charles Bukowski

Author:Charles Bukowski [Bukowski, Charles]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: City Lights Publishers
Published: 2010-04-01T04:00:00+00:00

Vern’s Wife

Vern was a photographer and he had this young wife, Claudia. They had just moved to Florida and then discovered that Claudia was pregnant. They didn’t want the baby and knew that abortion was illegal in Florida, so he wrote me, Vern did, saying they were broke and could I lend them the money to come to California and have the thing taken care of?

Having just had one of those unusual good weeks at the track, I sent the money out and there I was at the airport to pick up Claudia.

Now Claudia was one of the finest looking women I had ever seen. Her hair was long, red blonde, and the face and body exuded sex—plenty of sex. The blue eyes were large, and had a way of looking into you, looking quite into you. And her lips seemed the hottest part of her; so suggestive, ripe, always a little bit open.

She had on one of the shortest mini-skirts I had ever seen and every male eye was on her as she walked up to me with her little suitcase. She looked anything but the pregnant woman. I kissed her on the cheek and took her out to my car.

Claudia and I were not complete strangers. We had done some necking at times when her husband wasn’t about, when they first got married here in Los Angeles.

“Am I going to stay at your place?” she asked.

“I guess you’ll have to,” I said. “It’s the tight money situation. I’ve got stories on the stands and I haven’t been paid for them yet. To top that, I’ve been drinking too much and not writing enough.”

“Well, O.K. then.”

When we got to my place, I put on some hamburger and Claudia went in the other room and took a bath. I could hear her singing in there.

When dinner was ready, she came out in this red silk gown, nothing underneath. Dinner was quiet. Then she said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I said I was tired too.

She got into bed and I stood there undressing. Her red gown was at the foot of the bed.

“Look at that thing sticking out there!” she whispered. “Listen, we can’t do anything. Vern trusts us.”

“How can you make a pregnant woman pregnant?”

“I don’t know. But let’s not try.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Vern trusts us.”

I got on in. Her lips were still open. I got mine against them, pushing the insides of mine against the insides of hers. It was a hot kiss. I could feel my prong jamming against her. She broke off.

“Let’s not,” she said, suddenly looking very small, very hurt.

I pulled the cover back and got my head down there. I just touched it with the tip of my tongue, ever so lightly. Moved it off and on, ever so lightly. She began to slowly move her legs and body. I heard her breathing and groaning up there. I didn’t relent.

“Oh, you son of a bitch! You son of a bitch!”

I continued for a few minutes more.

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