Chapter 4
When Connie came downstairs the next morning to let the construction workers in, she was cross and irritable from the lack of sleep she'd gotten the night before. The empty house had thoroughly spooked her. She'd thought every noise, every creak was something coming to get her. She caught herself praying that Bill would come back, that he'd get into bed with her and protect her, but he didn't. He stayed out all night long. When she thought about who he was with, where he'd probably stayed, it made her madder than a wet hen.
"Good morning, Mrs. Ja. . . " Luke said, stopping in mid-word as he looked down at what she was wearing.
"Is something wrong?" she asked, pulling the short, hot pink, terry cloth robe tighter about her waist.
"No, ma'am!" Rod said, enthusiastically, leering over his brother's broad shoulder at her long, smooth legs, at the exquisite narrowness of her waist and the jutting, sensuous swell of her hips and breasts.
Connie was surprised to discover that she wasn't the least bit embarrassed. She hadn't consciously thought about what she was or wasn't wearing when she'd come down to answer the bell. That she didn't have a stitch on under the robe was painfully apparent to the three men. Let them look, she thought. Let them eat their grubby little hearts out!
"Are you going to just stand there or are you going to come in?" she said, nastily.
"Come in! Come in!! " Tom said, pushing his brothers through the doorway ahead of him. He licked his lips as he eyeballed Connie's luscious, firm curves.
"Uhh, we didn't see your husband's car in the driveway," Rod said, giving Tom a nudge with his elbow. "Did he leave early today or what?"
Connie frowned at him. On an impulse, she said, "My husband had to go out of town on business. He won't be back until the day after tomorrow."
Tom gave Rod a nudge back.
Connie could see their boyish kidding around. She wasn't bothered by it or alarmed. Guys did that sort of stuff when they wanted to pump themselves up. If they wanted to kid themselves into thinking that they had a chance with her now that Bill was gone, that was their dumb mistake.
"If you don't have any more important questions," she said, pausing for effect, "I guess you can go ahead and start work."
"Yes, ma'am!" Rod said, shoving past Tom and starting to sort lumber.
Tom lumbered over to the table saw and turned his back to her, but Luke just stood there, staring her right in the eye. For a second, Connie felt like he was trying to hypnotize her, like she was a little bird and he was a snake. She felt horribly vulnerable to him, to his handsome face, his muscular body. What his eyes told her in no uncertain terms was that he would know how to treat her, know how to accept the passion and lust that was boiling up ip inside of her, begging to be released.
She tore her gaze from his, turned and started up the stairs without saying a word to him her heart madly pounding up under her chin. She Hadn't planned anything, but it was all working out. Luke was standing at the foot of the stairs as she ascended. He had to be able to see in under the hem of her short robe, to be able to see that she wasn't wearing any panties. She thought she could practically feel his eyes burning over the firm, round contours of her cheeky buttocks, over the ruff of coppery colored hair that jutted out between them. She was showing him everything she had, flaunting herself at him shamelessly. He could see right between her thighs, see the tender pink lips of her vagina, lips begging to be fondled, teased.
Connie thought for sure he would say something, make some sound, clear his throat, something, giving her an excuse to pause, to turn towards him, to make the invitation, but he didn't. She walked up the last three stairs and continued on down the upstairs hallway like a robot.
That she had exposed herself to him like that, and been rejected cut her to the core. Though she hadn't planned it, though her intentions hadn't been clear even to her before, they were clear then. She wanted to fuck Luke Gruber, to fuck him like he'd never been fucked before, to use Luke Gruber to get back at her faithless husband, to use Luke Gruber to get the kind of deep satisfaction that she so desperately needed.
She marched into the bathroom and closed the door, reaching in to the shower stall and turning on the hot water. She wanted to cry, but she could not. She was all cried out from the night before. She slipped out of the robe and got into the shower, letting the hot, stinging spray wash over her tingling nipples, her burning belly. A kind of rapture came over her, a rapture induced by the steady caress of the shower spray on her tenderest parts. She could almost imagine that it was a pair of hot, ravenous lips nibbling at her breasts, her tummy.
The sound of the bathroom door opening and closing brought her out of her daydream with a jolt. "Who is it?! ! What do you want?! ! " she cried, shutting off the shower.
"It's just me, Luke," the man said.
There were no towels in the shower stall, so Connie had nothing to cover herself with. She opened the sliding glass shower door a crack and peered out at him.
"What are you doing in here?! " she demanded.
Luke wasn't looking at her face. He was looking at the shape of her naked body through the distorted glass of the shower door.
"I came to help you out," he said.
A shiver rippled down Connie's spine. "Wh-what do you mean?! " she said. "What are you talking about?"
Luke smirked at her. "I'm talking about giving you what you need," he said. "A woman like you, a woman with a fine body and a pretty face, needs lots of attention. If you were mine, let me tell you, I'd chain you to the bedpost and . . . "
"I beg your pardon!"
The carpenter made a face. He wondered if maybe he hadn't misjudged this sexy young woman, if maybe she wasn't really indignant at his intrusion, if maybe she didn't really want to roll in the hay with him. Then, he thought about what he'd seen under her robe and he knew that she wanted it. She just wanted to play games, he told himself. That was fine with him, so long as he got what he wanted.
"No offense, lady," he said, changing tactics. "I just meant that it seems like a crying shame that a woman with a body like yours has to be alone, ever."
Connie was flattered, despite herself. So, he did like her body! She felt satisfaction at the thought that she could turn on this ruggedly handsome, macho carpenter. And instead of Luke being the assertive one, the one who made her nervous and awkward, he was the clumsy one, bumbling in the face of her sexy beauty. She felt another shiver race up her spine. On an impulse, a deliciously wicked impulse, she pushed the shower door back and stepped out onto the bathroom floor, giving the astonished man a real look at all her lush body had to offer.
"Man, oh, man!" Luke groaned. "You are something! Something else!"
The naked redhead, seemingly unashamed, stood before him boldly, the water beading on her silky skin, rolling in crystal clear rivulets down her arms, down over the peaks of her supple, up-thrusting breasts. Her nipples hardened under his leering gaze and the pretty young woman felt her own libido start to boil.
"See anything you like?" she asked, mockingly.
Luke's eyes were on her breasts, then they began to slowly descend, following the smooth flat plane of her tummy, past her deep, dimpled navel to the fluffy wet vee of her pubic hair. He could just barely make out the faint pink line of her pussy beneath the tendrils of coppery hair and he felt his cock beginning to stiffen under his trousers as he imagined how that cunt of hers would taste . . . fresh and clean from the shower, tangy with musky, pungent flavor of her arousal.
"Are you kidding me?" he said.
"Now, would I kid you, Luke?" she answered, feeling very sexy, very confident of herself.
The carpenter grinned. "I sure do like those big, beautiful tits of yours," he said, leering at them. "What would you say to my taking one of your hot little nipples in my mouth for a little suck?"
His crudeness started her. She blushed crimson and a part of her, the shredded fragment of her decency, her sense of right and wrong, cried out for her to stop before it was too late. But she had already gone too far. She could see the massive hardening bulge of his cock pushing out at the front of his pants and she knew that he wanted to fuck her. She also knew that she wanted, no, she had to have that big cock of his buried deep in her belly.
Meekly, like a child offering a precious toy to another to share, she took her left breast in hand and lifted it, offering it up to him in a gesture of unmistakable subservience and humility.
Luke didn't wait for a more formal invitation. He immediately lowered his head to her breasts, taking her hand in his and closing his lips over the hot, crinkly bud of her nipple. His tongue swirled over her soft, stubby nipple-flesh and he could feel the rose pink nubbin harden even further in the moist heat of his mouth.
"Ooooh, Luke!" she cooed to him, her hand slipping around behind his head to cradle it tenderly as his lips and tongue encircled her bare breast. 'That feels sooo goooood!"
Suddenly, Luke's other hand darted between her thighs and worked ruthlessly upward until his fingers closed over the pouting moist folds of her pussy.
"Mmmmmm, yessss! Squeeze it! Squeeze my pussy!! " she moaned ecstatically.
Luke had more in mind than just feeling it. He dropped to his knees there on the bathroom floor and slipped both his hands behind her back, grasping hungrily at the firm, fleshy cheeks of her naked buttocks.
"Oh, God! God!! ! " Connie bawled as she felt him push his face between her thighs, wedging them further apart. "God, yes! Yes, eat my pussy! Eat my hot pussy!! "
He dug his fingers into the supple softness of her ass-cheeks and pressed his mouth to her hair-fringed cunt, his tongue sweeping out of his mouth and hotly laving the moist, sweet-tasting furrow of her pussy.
His nose tingled as it burrowed through the fleecy curls of her cunt and he could feel her shudder with fast-rising passion every time his tongue passed over the nerve laden, throbbing bud of her clitoris.
"Yes, yes . . . yes!! " she moaned again and again. "Lick it, Luke! Lick my pussy harder! Deeper!! " Her lovely head rolled about on her shoulders and her wet hair clung to the sides of her face and she clutched at the carpenter's head, holding his handsome face tight to the fervent heat of her unquenched pussy.
Luke took a few more lascivious swipes at her puckering slit, then he pulled his face away from her warm crotch.
"Oh!" she groaned in disapproval, still clutching his hair and trying to pull his mouth back to her seething, oozing loins. "Oh, don't stop! Not now!! ! "
He grinned at her. "I got a better way, baby," he said. "You squat down over me. There, like that. You got it. Just sit on old Luke's face, baby, and I swear I'll lick that tight cunt of yours until you scream."
Luke lay flat on his back on the bathroom floor as We dropped to her knees, trembling with girlish enthusiasm, but blushing with shame and surprise as she did this wickedly wanton thing with him. She had never done anything like this before, not even with Bill . . . never had she lowered herself wantonly onto a man's lips and tongue like this, giving herself in total, slave-like submission.
"My pussy! God, my pussy!! " she babbled mindlessly as she lowered her naked fork onto his hotly kissing, sucking lips and his deeply probing tongue.
Luke grunted up into the softly crushing warmth of her sticky wet pussy. He was in heaven! He was kissing the cunt of the employer, kissing the cunt of the stuck up little bitch who'd been giving him such a hard time! He went about his salacious work with the frenzy of a maniac as the naked young wife squirmed and wriggled over him, groaning and whimpering with animal lust.
His tongue seemed a foot thick and a yard long as it hotly laved the sizzling furrow of her pussy, lashing over every inner ridge and valley, rasping against the pearly node of her clitoris, driving her absolutely wild with desire.
Connie felt his wiggling under her and she heard the faint metallic sound of a zipper being opened. There was no doubt in her mind what was to come next. First, he had kissed and sucked and licked her most secret place, hotly tongued the hidden, hair fringed slit of her pussy, and now he was going to fuck her, now he was going to use that big cock of his on her cunt.
She wailed mournfully as her mind reeled with the torturous realization of her wanton infidelity, but she was powerless now; there was no way to stop things. She had gone too far. She had wanted to see her dreams brought to life, and now the dream had taken; she was out of control.
"Check this out, baby," Luke said. "Look behind you. Look at what I got."
Connie's eyes were full of hot tears, tears of shame, but she did as he asked and turned her head, focusing on the upraised, lurid hugeness of his naked penis. She gasped. It was absolutely enormous! Much, much bigger than her husband's! Since she'd never seen any other man's cock, she'd had nothing to compare Bill's to. Now that she saw what a real man's cock looked like, she was filled with a sudden panic.
"No! God, no! I can't!" she blurted out, afraid now that she couldn't possibly handle all that rigid meat.
Luke wasn't interested in her problem. He was busy wriggling out of his pants. He removed his underwear, too, so that he lay completely naked under her, except for his heavy construction worker's boots. The hair on his upper body and especially his chest, was very thick, like Bill's, only a brown color instead of black. Luke looked like a powerful, muscular ape-man with a gorgeous all over tan. His massive penis arched up from his furry loins like a ruddy, up-curving lance, every vein, every sinew bulging.
"Come on, baby," he said to her. "You know you want it as much as I want to give it to you . . . all of it. Hurry up, move that sweet, silky ass of yours back and get up on it. I want to see you ride! Ride my big dick!"
Connie closed her eyes in humiliation and despair, shaking her head from side to side. "No," she murmured. "No, no, no."
Though she told herself that she couldn't do what he asked, that when it came right down to the nitty gritty she was as pure as the driven snow, her body had other ideas. Her hips and limbs seemed to be possessed of some much more powerful spirit than hers, a spirit that compelled her to answer his lustful invitation. Slowly, she felt herself moving backward, along his bare, hairy chest, feeling his fur tickling her inner thighs, shaking her head and continuing to tell herself that she wasn't going to do it.
"That's it," Luke coaxed her. "Just a little more. Tip it up just a little bit. That's it!"
Connie was leaning so far forward that he could reach her hot breasts with his lips and tongue and he kissed them, first one, then the other, each gentle kiss punctuated with a darting flick of his long thick tongue, a splaying swipe that swirled over her nipples and brought new cries of shame and despair to her trembling lips.
"Luke, no! No, don't make me!! " she begged. But even to her the words sounded hollow and false. She started to sob softly, hating herself for what she was about to do.
Luke knew that she was kidding herself, too. He could tell by the awesome heat that radiated from her belly. She was hot as a firecracker and ready for his cock.
He grabbed his stiffened penis and eased the bulbous, blood-engorged head of it along the moist flinging slit of her pussy. She groaned in wanton surrender as she felt the warm moist lips of her cunt hungrily nibbling at the blood filled tip of his enormous cock, sucking at him, ravenously pulling his lust-quenching virility into the burning, sticky heat of her vagina.
Her lips trembled and her body shook with the overpowering fury of her adulterous passion. Then, like a bursting damn, a torrent of long-suppressed lust exploded from her throat.
"Oh, yes!! Dammit, yes!! I can't stand it! Fuck me!! Fuck me good and hard, you animal! Fuck me until I cum! Fuck me until I scream!! " she wailed, her eyes tightly closed and tears of humiliation trickling down over her blushing cheeks.
"Sit, baby!" she barked at her. "Sit down, push down with that tight ass! Push!! "
The naked married redhead grunted ecstatically as she lowered herself onto the skewering pole of his upraised erection. Luke met her movement with an upward thrust that sank the bloated head of his cock into the mouth of her wet vagina.
"Aaaaaghhhh! Tooo big!! " she gasped, her eyes suddenly bulging open. Though she was in obvious pain, she was wriggling like a bug on a pin, going out of her mind as the huge bulb drove deeper and deeper into her unprotected cunt, as he bucked viciously up from the bathroom floor, attempting to sink every throbbing inch of his long hard cock between her softly trembling pussy lips.
His stiff prick surged up into her belly in a deep, gut-wrenching thrust that jolted the breath from her lungs. It felt like he was driving a fencepost up her pussy!! Deeper and deeper, he plowed into her, much deeper than her husband had ever gone. And even more horrible, more wonderful than that was the girth of his cock, the girth that stretched the walls of her pussy as they'd never been stretched, that ironed out every wrinkle and fold from her cunt. She knew that she'd never be the same inside after he was done with her, that he was ruining her for any other man, for her own husband!
He pulled her down onto his naked, hairy chest, kissing her hungrily on the lips, his tongue swirling deep into her mouth striving to slip down her throat, still moistly pungent from the musk of her pussy. She kissed him back, wallowing in the lewd taste of her own cunt! They played tug of war with their tongues as she ground her naked buttocks down salaciously on his up-thrust erection, fervent breaths hissing through her nostrils as she worked more and more frantically above him. Up and down, up and down, she humped, lifted her behind just until the bulbous, purplish tip of his cock remained between her widely splayed pussy lips, and then with a squeal of excitement, she sank back down, letting all her weight fall on the bloated head, letting it drive his cock up into her, her pussy spiraling down the glistening hard erection until her buttocks pressed eagerly into his hair-matted pelvis.
He reached both hands behind her ass and pried the cheeks of her buttocks wide apart, making his skewering, hurtful penetration even deeper.
"Owww!" Connie shrilled as her horribly stretched pussy lips squeaked down even further on his massive cock. But her cry of pain soon gave over to a lewd mewl of lustful pleasure. "It's so deep!! So deep in my pussy! God, I love it!! I love it!! "
Luke leered up at her ecstatic face, her flushed cheeks. His big cock was gliding in and out of her pussy like it was on ball bearings. The tender, clasping walls milking at his engorged manhood, teasing the waves of pleasure from it. It was good, all right, good to be fucking into this stuck up rich bitch's tight pussy, good to hear her sloppy wet cunt sputtering and farting as his enormous member plowed in and out, but it was going to be better, much better!
He let the tip of his index finger tease down deeper into her asscrack, down until he could feel the slippery, puckering lips of her vagina nursing on his pistoning penis. He moistened his finger in the copious lubricant, his spine tingling as he considered what he was about to do to her.
He moved his stiffened finger between the soft fleshy halves of her ass, warm and tender like the halves of a freshly-buttered roll. Before she could cry out in indignant protest, he pushed his wet finger right into the tight, hairless grip of her rectum, pushing hard as the digit popped between the muscled lips of her anus.
"Uhhhhghhhh!! That hurts! It hurts in my ass!" she bawled.
That was what Luke had intended. He wanted to hurt, to humiliate this lusciously beautiful woman, to degrade her, to teach her things about herself that she didn't want to know. To that end, he held his finger still in her ass and continued to fuck up into her cunt, making sure that the upper surface of his cock rasped over her tender clitoral bud.
Connie couldn't help herself. Though she fought against the urge to keep on humping him, humping despite the lewd intrusion into her secret anus, she couldn't keep her hips from moving with him. In seconds, she was working down and back against the two-pronged thrill of his finger and cock with renewed wanton excitement.
He worked his finger in and out of the incredibly tight grip of her anus in perfect rhythm with his deeply thrusting cock. The two members were separated only by the thin membrane between her two holes and through it he could feel the virile strength of his own erection as it surged deeply into her belly, bringing her closer and closer to the screaming peak of her long-awaited orgasm.
All of Connie's consciousness was centered on her plundered crotch, on the two hard-driving probes that kept jackhammering into it. This stranger, this animal, was using her brutally, callously, in a way that her husband would never even have thought of and she was responding to it, gasping, hunching like a wild woman, hell bent for climax.
Then it hit her. Her whole body went rigid, anus and cuntal sphincters clamping down hard on the thrusting members, as the wave of joy lifted her, as the mind-shattering explosions between her obscenely squirming thighs began.
"God!! ! Oh, God!! Luke!! Luke, I'm cumming!! You're making me . . . making me . . . CUM!! ! " she screamed at the top of her lungs, as if she wanted to bring the whole neighborhood in on her secret passion. She pumped frantically up and down, working the big cock through her fluttering channel, working so hard that her succulent young breasts jiggled and jounced all over her chest.
Luke felt the breath leave her lungs. He felt her whole body begin to throb and quake as he held her tightly with one hand on the small of her sweat-misted back. He had accomplished what he'd set out to do, he had made her cum, warmed her up. Now he could have some pleasure, himself. He let the delicious milking spasms of her orgasming pussy suck and tease at his huge cockshaft, suck and tease the climax from his semen-swollen testicles.
"That's it, baby," he crooned to the writhing, grunting woman. "Fuck me! Fuck my cock!"
Connie whined animalishly and twisted her hips harder, eager to please, so eager to please, working his luridly pulsing shaft over the trembling walls of her pussy.
A flicker of ecstasy exploded in Luke's cock head. He didn't try to hold back; he let it happen. There wasn't any question about cumming up into the rich bitch's cunt, about flooding it with his hot sperm. She was his. His to do with as he pleased.
"Shit! Shit!! " he croaked as his cock suddenly began to flex and jerk against the slithery grip of her cuntal walls, as his tumescent balls sent a boiling gush of semen surging up the turgid pipe of his cock, sent it spurting up high into her quaking belly.
"Uhhh! Uhhh-YEEEE!! " she squealed as the huge penis gushed hot cum into her pussy, each succeeding spray making her scream louder, more frantically. It was that hot gushing fluid, that steamy male goo pouring into her soft pussy that made her know that she'd truly been had, been fucked. Moaning over and over, torn between shame and ecstasy, she collapsed across him.
If Luke noticed her state of mind, he did not show it by his actions. He continued to ruthlessly thrust his hips up from the floor, to jam his spurting cock up into her softly quivering cunt, to fuck through the moisture beaded, puckering fissure of her orgasming vagina.
Only when he was totally sated, when the last drop of semen had been sent hurtling up into her cunt, did he stop his animalish rutting. He slumped down flat on the bathroom floor, panting hard from his exertions.
"So tight, so fucking tight," he babbled, his lewdly inserted finger still working, screwing into her tiny nether hole.
Slowly, Connie lifted her sweat-misted nakedness from him, her still-trembling belly, and as she did she felt a great rush of their mixed juices, her crystal clear lubricant and his thick white sperm, come rushing out around his rapidly wilting shaft. It poured down over the root of the softening cock, soaking his pelvis, his testicles, clinging in white droplets to his thick pubic hair.
She lifted her pussy up high enough to make his cock plop free. It flopped like a length of over-cooked sausage to his thigh, trailing a long, glistening dribble of obscenely white cum. When she reached around behind her bottom to grab his hand, to pull his still-fucking finger from her sore rectum, he jammed his digit in to the knuckle and held it there.
"Owww!" she cried, wincing at the pain. "Owww!! That's enough!"
Luke leered up at her, rudely corkscrewing his finger over the hot, rubbery walls of her nether passage.
"Not quite, baby, not quite," he said.
Connie didn't understand. She knew she'd satisfied him. She knew that she'd made him cum. The sticky evidence was dripping from the wetly parted mouth of her vagina, trickling down the inside of her smooth slender thighs like streusel frosting. What more could he want from her?! She knew she didn't want any more from him. The whole inside of her pussy felt horribly battered, horribly abused, bruised.
"I want you to stop that!! " she whimpered, trying once again to pry his finger from her anus.
"We've only just got started, baby," Luke said. "The fun's only just begun. We're going to have us a party today, a real hoot. And you're gonna love it, I promise. You're gonna get more cock than you ever dreamed possible."
A shiver raced up Connie's spine. "I don't.. . " she began, shaking her head slowly.
"All right, you guys!" Luke shouted. "You can come in now! The lady of the house is receiving guests!! "
To Connie's horror the bathroom door suddenly pushed open and the two other Gruber brothers stuck their evilly grinning faces in. They openly leered at the pinkly parted lips of her pussy, at the thick male finger-delving deep between her round, firm buttocks.
"I thought you'd never ask!" Rod said, reaching for his zipper.