Chapter 10
Love, like everything else, has its boundaries, cogitated Cora philosophically, styding Leo's stern expression. She lifted her aching buttocks, throbbing still from Mayor Dillon's 'bargaining' penis, and flicked off the television set.
"Leo...?" she stammered in a tremulous voice. "I've got to talk to you."
The blue eyes that had been watching CBS Evening News lifted from the blackened screen to his wife's tear-glistening eyes. A mixture of hurt and fear met his questioning gaze.
Before beginning a well-memorized monologue, she studied with a cautious eye the little worry lines making crowsfeet under his wide-set Nordic eyes. His ruddy cheeks wore the pallor of worry and lack of sleep.
"Honey...." she began settling herself into the cor her of the sofa where hours before she'd lain victim to Mayor Dillon's raping attack. "I ... I wish I didn't have to tell you all this ... but it's been so God awful these past few days ... I ... I...." She wrung her hands, shaking her head until the shimmering topknot swung about her shoulders in a dance of misery. She held her breath, trying to still the tears running in humiliating streams down her flushed cheeks. The closer to the battle line, the more lucid the mind, oftimes.
Tat was Cora's response as she broke herself out of the cage of guilt and shame and confronted her husband; red polished fingertips swept dry the signs of her misery.
"I know what you're going to say, Cora." He, too, sucked in a deep breath. "If it's about Mayor Dillon paying off the Cuban refugees to...." and here he balked." ... to harrass you, I know about it ... and I'm very sorry I caused it to happen."
That little wedge of solace failed to calm the nerve wracked wife and with something akin to rage, she blinked incredulously at him and shrilled her wifely revenge. "You knew, and yet you did nothing to stop it? For God sakes, Leo, you're my husband! You've got a whole military base at your disposal, and yet you let them-"
Leo's eyes descended to his lap and he shook his head. "Honey, I didn't find out about it until today," he answered glumly. "It's not the only charge that will impeach Mayor Dillon, the stupid fool," he spat through pearly clenched teeth. "Besides hiring refugees to harrass you, he's carrying the sin of having involved himself in a welfare scandal. There's not more than two hundred dollars left in the city's welfare fund, thanks to his pinching fingers...."
"He did what? But ... but how? That one man could single-handedly hire three hapless, hungry refugees to rape and beat her-not to mention his ugly afternoon mission was unforgiveable, but to deprive people of their federal rights-" Cora's tiny hand flew to her mouth. "But what's going to happen to those hungry refugees? Somebody's got to feed them ...!"
Leo rubbed his aching forehead with massaging fingers. He turned his face away from his wife's probing gaze. "I don't know ... the federal government will have to intervene...."
"And the boys ... how did you ...?" She couldn't finish that damning statement.
The Colonel dipped into his uniform kakhis and hauled out a gold chain with a glimmering St. Christopher's medal weighting it. "I found this out in the front yard when I was clipping the crab grass last night. It didn't mean anything at the time, but today at the base one of the young guys-Carlos was his name-was making inquiries about a gold chain he'd lost. He was pretty literate with his description and I don't know too many people who wear stuff like this." Leo's mouth curled up in an attempt at a smile. "I'd heard rumors ... young, virile (the word stuck in his throat) boys have a hard time keeping their secrets to themselves ... especially when it involves a beautiful woman...."
"But ... how do you ... do you still want me?" she stammered, wincing inwardly at the damnation she felt deserving of.
"How could I blame you ... Christ," and here he shot up from his chair and raked strong fingers through his blonde waves. " ... I can't even get it up!"
That admission turned the tables of sympathy. A calmer Cora sat biting her lip, her face a smooth mask of acceptance as she waited for the punishment. The knot in her stomach tightened as she winced at his every word.
Leo began a tight pace about the living room. "I can't blame you, Cora, if you had to cooperate to save your life ... maybe you enjoyed it, I don't know." Abruptly he pounded a balled up fist into an open palm. "I can't detest you for making love to somebody else when I can't be a husband to you. ... rape or whatever it was."
Indeed, the image of his golden skinned wife laying quivering on his bed while a virile bodied Cuban not even old enough to drive a car, drove into his wife's needful vagina, wouldn't budge from his mind's eye. Could Cora, his loving, romantic wife, find pleasure in another man's cock ... boring into her crying belly, the belly he couldn't fill with more than a couple of pathetic fingers? "Of course" came the answer loud and clear. The strong bodied Colonel snickered at his self defeat.
"I'm sorry you had to be made a tool for this whole damned Cuban issue," he apologized, changing the subject to something less subjective. "If I hadn't brought you to this base, none of this would have happened, but I thought I could help, I really did ... and then that damned Earl had to foul things up for everybody."
"Worst of all himself and Joyce. He beats her, you know," put in Cora in a small voice.
"Yeah, that's what I've heard. The beast."
To confess to Mayor Dillon's assault would have sent the shivering Colonel over the brink of despair and, sensing this, Cora melliflously whispered up into his pale face: "Let's forget about the ugliness and concentrate on the goodness-between us." A salacious glint sprinkled her eyes and a seductive tongue tip jabbed out to wet her lips suggestively. She winked and cocked her head in the direction of the bedoom.
With the willingness of a dutiful wife, she undressed him, peeling off his shirt, his pants and tight fitting red jockey shorts. Now they lay on the bed, studying each other like newfound lovers, groping, caressing. Even after the last days' horrors, the Colonel's wife blushed a ruddy pink as she felt his eyes taking in the lush curves of her body ... with an intent stare damning reminiscent of Carlos.
He ran a fingertip over the rosebudded nipple a tongue's reach away. "I can't blame those refugees, you know that?"
Cora shivered, her eyes losing their glow. "What will happen to them, and your career, Leo ... I'm so worried about the gossip."
He snickered with confidence. "The federal government is capable of covering anything. As for the boys' bragging, it's just that-boy talk. In fact," and here he drew a deep breath, "if it hadn't been for the inspection tour Fa made of the latrines today where I heard them talking, I wouldn't have known about it. Eavesdropping, your husband eavesdropped on your privacy ... think you can tolerate that?"
"Then there's no scandal ... the Gazette won't report it?"
"If they do, I'll plant a bomb in their office" he assured, kissing her, silencing her fears.
"I love you, Colonel Nelson," she murmured as slowly, she trailed her red lacquered fingertips over his ruddy chest and down over his tight stomach until her fingers played in the wiry patch of his pubic hair. Pooching out her succulent lips and watching his glassy eyed expression, she caressed softly the blood filled maleness that poled out from his stomach. Slowly, she bent her head to plant soft kisses on the purple, mushroomed head of his delightfully lusty cock and twirled her tongue over the mushroomed tip. A moan of appreciation gurgled in his throat. At last she'd opened the Pandora's box of his sensuality! If that's what the Colonel wanted, then that's what the Colonel shall have! She stretched her lips over it, sucking it into the warmth of her buttery mouth.
Slowly, tantalizingly, her tight lips moved down the shaft, her pink tongue working as she lowered her head onto it, tasting the pungent tang of her husband's semen seeping from the tip.
"Ohhh Gawd, Cora, that's fantastic!" moaned the Colonel as the warm pressure of her lips and the skillfully licking tongue made him thrust his pelvis upward in a fucking motion, forcing all of it, down to its hairy base, into the sweetness of her mouth.
Cora's heart lept with joy from her husband's appreciative words and, holding his cock in one tiny fist, she eased down on his loins, drawing it steadily up and down through her open lips, twisting her tongue at the peak of each loving stroke.
As he raised his head to watch, the lust provoking sight of her flushed cheeks and the shimmer of blue black hair falling over shoulder ... the hollowing of her cheeks, drove him to a frenzy. She gasped and sucked harder as he began a rhythmic pounding into her mouth, crashing the huge muscled penis against the tender tissues of her throat. Her naked breasts quivered and billowed beneath as he slammed his groin into her lovely face, fucking her mouth with lustful fury.
Abruptly, the flexing ceased. "Do you like it when I get rough with you?" he hissed. "Is that what you like, Cora?"
To deny it would have been a lie. Cora nodded her head and grinned submissively as he ordered her onto her back. At last the Colonel was acting like a man!
Cora was ready for a man! Before he changed his mind, she flipped over onto her back, drew her legs up, her feet flat on the bed and dimpled knees pressed together. Then, with tantalizing slowness, she let her knees fall limply apart, showing off all of her pink lipped pussy. "Do it, Leo ... fuck me...."
"Jesus, you don't know how long I've wanted to do this!" he breathed, gazing down at the firm, golden body spread in a sensual feast just for him. "This is one hard-on that's gonna satisfy you ... I promise you that!"
They squirmed nakedly together for a magical moment, and then he crawled between her legs which she curled around his strong, slender hips as he groped down and pressed the bluntness of his cock between the swollen pink lips of her moist and begging cunt. With a deep grunt, he drove forward, making Gora groan in happy surrender and, tightening her arms around his neck, she pressed her open, wet lips against his, and with a deep moan, sucked his tongue deep into her mouth as she felt his huge driving cock bore into her belly.
"Ohhh ... Leooo!" she cooed, as she felt his bloated sacs of heavy cum smack against her satiny ass cheeks. She stretched her arms down until her hands clamped around his buttocks to cradle his balls, tickling them gently with her fingertips.
Leo levered up, bracing his weight on his elbows and stared hungrily down into the lovely face. He had begun to feel a tingle of resentment and green-eyed jealousy thinking of the Cuban refugees who'd satisfied her as he couldn't for too damned long. But the baby-sweet, childish face smiling up at him dissolved those unpleasantries.
Cora felt him withdraw his pulsing cock slowly, only far enough to make it rub maddeningly along the fiery walls of her pussy. With every ounce of strength, he fucked back into her. He started stroking in and out of her satin soft ass that pumped in matching tempo to his motions, her pelvis rotating as if on ball bearings, taking all of his sex-maddened hardness.
How glorious to be made love to by someone you love, she thought fleetingly, shedding fears of whips and humiliation. Never had she felt so free, so totally female. This was how it should be and always would be, she promised herself. Only the feeling mattered.
The colonel worked up a sweat as he drubbed into his wife's sucking pussy, slamming his prick deeper into her cunt until her cervix felt as if it were retreating for the selfish reason of getting more of him. She met him in mid-stroke each time. Her cuntal lips caressed as it sunk it, sucking and massaging him as it stroked outward. Below, Cora tossed her blue black hair in ecstasy, spreading her thighs wider to let her married cunt flower open and let the full nine inches of his pulsating masculinity sink into her belly.
Cora's body began rocking from right to left, adding variation to the up and down movements of her rotating hips. The sensation was fantastic, heightening pleasure. The breath whistled and rasped from her overworked lungs, and perspiration sheened her nudity as her pretty face scrunched up in lustful joy.
"I'm ... oh, Cora ... I'm ... cumming!" yelped Leo as she felt him pump madly into her seething pussy furiously.
In mindless ecstasy he babbled and she gurgled in joy, raising her tousled head to bathe his neck, his ears, his eyes in wet kisses, while gasping out jumbled words as she felt the boiling sperm pumping into her vagina. She worked every cuntal muscle she'd exercised in the past two days to milk him dry.
"Leo!" blurted her sultry voice. "Fill meee ...!" she whispered as the pace of his fucking increased and he writhed over her heaving body, the wetness of their juices making lewd slurping sounds as he thrust into her belly.
"Oh ... agghhh...." Leo watched his wife's lips move and twitch. Suddenly, she arched her back and gripping his buttocks, began to grind upward like a madwoman. He glanced down at her giggling breasts as they quivered and heaved, moving like hinges of a well oiled gate. He gritted his teeth and ground harder and deeper into her throbbing hole, watching as her beautiful features twisted with passion as her orgasm began to peak wildly.
"Aagggghhh ... eeeiiii!" she shrilled as the very core of her being flowered with love. Her legs quivered on either side of his strong shoulders. The bliss was unbearable, electrical! Her body twisted and thrashed beneath him, convulsing crazily as her cunt squirted its warm white lava down the sides of his burgeoning cock.
It seemed as if they'd been cumming for hours! Slowly, his penis deflated inside her, twitching as if regretful of leaving the warmth of her body ... finally it lay still, sticky against her thigh.
With tender love, she gazed up into his eyes, her own moist and filled with tears of relief, joy and a thousand other positive emotions roiling inside her body and mind. She felt the warm sperm seeping from her womb to trickle down her buttocks.
"Was that good for you?" he breathed, panting, his cheeks ruddy.
"The best I've ever had...."
"The Colonel's prick isn't dead after all," quipped Leo, rolling over onto his side and kissing her on her apple cheeks, moist and hot from the exertion of sweet orgasm.
"I'm happy to be your wife, Colonel ... even if you weren't here when I needed you most," she mewled, emitting a deep sigh and snuggling her cheek in the warmth of her husband's pulsing neck. Her red fingertips toyed with the curls on his chest, kinking with sweat. One traced the goosebumped flesh about his nipple.
She turned a serious face to him. "What's going to become of Mayor Dillon? You mentioned a welfare scandal...."
Leo emitted a disillusioned sigh. "He and a bunch of men from the county welfare department stupidly involved themselves in a scam. They put phony names into the computer and with accomplicing doctors, submitted phony medical claims and then split the money. Same with food stamps and grocerys. It's an old scam ... and you can make a mint."
"Unless you get caught."
"You're so smart, Cora."