Chapter 5
"Tell all," exhorted Sue, as she shut Linda's kitchen door behind her. "I even had a dream about you and job hunting and all last night."
Linda laughed. "Get yourself a cup of coffee and sit down." She looked at her watch: an hour and a half to get to work. It was a bright, early summer morning. As usual Herb had come home after Linda was already in bed and had left before she'd woken up. But more and more she couldn't have cared less. A whole new world was opening up to her, one made and controlled by her. Falling asleep the night before, she'd realized that she could never go back to being a simple housewife, even if things got back to normal between herself and Herb. She was, once and for all, liberated.
Sue plunked her petite body down in the kitchen chair, propped her chin up on the palms of her hands, her elbows on the table, and waited, all ears.
"Well, Sue, don't forget to drink that coffee," quipped Linda, actually bursting to tell her adventures to someone.
Sue took a sip, grinned, and plunked her chin back in the palms of her hands, leaning forward a bit across the kitchen table. Linda casually poured herself a cup and sat down across from Sue.
"Well," drawled Linda, "I don't know quite how to start."
"Damn it, tell everything. I want every single detail you can remember."
"Every detail?" said Linda with a look of comic anxiety.
"The works! Out with it," said Sue vehemently.
"Okay, Sue, hold onto your ears. You won't believe half of it, but it's all true," teased Linda, getting into her story-telling role. "On the way into the city the other day, traffic was moving along fine. Then suddenly we were all stopped just about dead in our tracks with a monster traffic jam. I looked over and stuck next to me was a midnight blue Lincoln. I noticed it passing me earlier because the driver was a sexy young guy... named Jake."
Sue's eyes widened. "You know the guy's name?"
"That's not a quarter of it," said Linda wryly. As she continued with her story, not skipping any detail she could remember, Sue's cheeks turned pink, then red. Finally Linda began describing her first day at the bar. Sue was bug-eyed. She ended with a vivid description of the wild new act put on by Rhonda and Cindy. At each detail, both Linda and Sue became more and more excited.
"My God," exclaimed Sue hoarsely as Linda finished.
"Every word's true. Unbelievable, though, isn't it? And to think I've been cooped up and horny in this house for all these months," added Linda.
"Well, frankly," said Sue, regaining some composure, "I'm not so surprised that all this stuff goes on. What really gets me is that you're part of it all now. Jesus!"
Linda gloated visibly, beaming back at Sue. "I can't wait to see what today brings. Some of the guys that come in there are really hunky looking."
"What about the girls and their . . ." started Sue, then became tonone-tied. She tried again. "I mean all that lezzie stuff. Does that turn you on?" "Well, I never had thought much about it, but seeing those two chicks on the floor going at each other, well, I surprised myself . . ."
"Really?" said Sue open-mouthed. "Was it really hot? A turn-on?"
"Absolutely."
"But you've never made it with . . . with another woman."
"No," stated Linda slowly, "but I don't think I'd mind trying it."
"Really?" was all Sue could say. She stared at Linda, drinking in what she could see above the table: Linda's full, voluptuous tits, her long blond hair, her fine, beautiful features and moist inviting lips.
"How about you?" asked Linda flatly, feeling Sue's eyes on her.
She blushed vividly.
"Me? With the kids and . . . Me? Well, I guess I don't know, I..." Sue looked Linda in the eye finally. "I don't know," she said in a stifled voice. Linda reached across the table top and caressed Sue's arm gently and slowly. Sue turned away briefly, trying to regain her composure, then took Linda's hand and touched it to her lips. "I can't fool myself," she stated simply. "The truth is that ever since you moved in next door I've always wanted to ... well, to touch, to make love to you, Linda." There, she'd gotten it out. A bit wild-eyed, she met Linda's gentle smile. "You ... you don't mind?" she added, choking back tears.
"Mind? Honey, that's the greatest compliment anybody's made to me in.. .. But, that's not the point. I think I'd like to, too." Linda got up suddenly and came over and stood behind Sue, embracing her, stroking her boyishly short brown hair, hugging her, then kissing.
Sue eased back her head as Linda's silken lips came down onto her mouth. Suddenly both women were alive with passion. Their tongues dived into each other's mouth. Their hands ran all over each other's body, touching each other as if suddenly freed. The air in the kitchen seemed electric.
Linda's arms enfolded Sue in fulfillment of Sue's deepest fantasy. She reached up and stroked Linda's long blond hair, then held the woman's head to press her mouth closer to hers and plunge her own tongue up into Linda's warm mouth. Linda's fingers were stroking Sue's small, firm breasts, as the long kiss continued, sealing the two of them together with a lust and passion that thoroughly shook both of them.
"Oh, Linda, I can't believe ..." whispered Sue as Linda straightened up, her lips still parted, tender and quivering slightly.
"Neither can I," she whispered back. She suddenly pulled Sue to her feet.
"What...?"
"Let's go upstairs," said Linda firmly. She wrapped her arm around Sue's shoulders and lead her toward the stairs.
The king-size bed lay spread out before them. As if in a dream Linda and Sue sank down onto it. Intermittantly kissing, they undid buttons, unzipped zippers until both of them lay naked in the other's arms.
Both were overwhelmed by the feminine tact and tenderness of their affection, their love-making, their caresses-all so different from the touch of a man.
But slowly the passion rose until they were tonguing and licking breasts, nipples and shoulders, gliding their lips over creamy female flesh, sucking to excitement, then pressing their lips together and diving their tongues down each other's throat.
After their first naked intimacy, Linda instinctively took control; gently moving away from Sue's mouth to hungrily explore every inch of her soft, but sinewy body. Her mouth sucked down on the tip of Sue's tit as if ready to swallow the small, firm globe of flesh down her throat. Then she teased it deliriously with her tongue and teeth until the nipple was large, red and distended, and Sue was moaning softly. She replaced her mouth on that breast with her fingers and swallowed up the other, already excited tit.
Sue's hands roamed Linda's big, voluptuous body as if it were an enormous and delicious dessert. Stroking over the smooth round buttocks, Sue's fingers reached between Linda's legs. The heat there was like fire, so hot that she drew back for a second before she pushed her fingers in deeper to reach the creamy core, the steamy, liquifying cunt.
Sue's touch at her clitoris made Linda gasp, then bite down on the pointed taut nipple in her mouth. A small cry broke from Sue's throat at the violence of it. She drove her long finger up between the moist lips of Linda's pussy as if trying to clutch and grip the other woman by the cunt.
Linda groaned as Sue's fingers entered her pussy, stretching it and filling it until it gushed. Sue's thumb rubbed hard up and down the nib of clitoris, hardening it, extending it while her other fingers pressed deeper inside Linda.
Drugged by the rising hot odor of their twats, Linda lapped and licked her way down Sue's firm belly and pushed her nose and then her mouth into the brown hairy tangle at her twat. Her tongue slithered in between Sue's wet labia as her mouth engulfed her pubic mound and sucked. Within minutes Sue had licked her way around Linda's side, over her butt and was buried between the other's long velvety thighs. Their mutual odor, the pungent female heat their bodies gave off, made them drunk and stoned and crazed. They writhed their tender bellies together and moaned and sucked at each other's pussy while fingering and pulling at tits and flesh.
As Linda plunged and licked faster and harder, Sue let out short, high-pitched cries, exciting Linda further so that she ground her hot, gushing twat down harder on Sue's mouth and tongue. In seconds both of them were squealing with lust more and more rapidly. A deep grunt broke the air and Sue bucked her cunt hard against Linda's rapacious mouth and peaked and came in deep bellowing moans, her body engulfing, swallowing up Linda's writhing, sucking body. Linda grunted and then peaked as well, suddenly gushing cum juice over Sue's sucking hot mouth. They clutched each other's bucking body hard and tight as they shuddered through waves of red-hot orgasm.
As the lust and sting of their coming ebbed, their limbs untensed. Their bodies softened and relaxed, and they rolled onto their sides in a deep all-encompassing embrace of each other. Quietly they lay like that in each other's arms sharing the mutual glow of their bodies.
Linda was the first to half sit up. Tears trickled down Sue's cheeks.
"Oh, Sue, honey, what's wrong?" Linda felt her throat tighten.
"Nothing," replied Sue with an hysterica] giggle. "I'm just fucked up, crazy. God, I don't know." Linda caressed her body with both hands as she lay back down beside Sue. "It's just so . . . so powerful. I think I've been secretly dreaming of this moment for years. And now it's here . . . and . . ." she gulped,"... gone. I..."
"Why should it be gone?" And Linda gently kissed Sue's tear-wet cheek.
"Linda, you're incredible," boomed Joe as he entered the bar. The lunch-hour crowd had left, leaving the place a shambles.
Linda had been leaning gently against the bar, sipping a vermouth on the rocks, her reward for another day's clever management. In the month she had worked, their receipts had doubled, then tripled. The act remained essentially the same except that more businessmen had a taste of pussy with their drink than on the first day. It never ceased to amaze Linda that the police hadn't raided them, but then of course she was not naive. And that was not why Joe was calling her incredible.
"Hi, Joe," said Linda with a smile. Joe came up and patted her warmly on the shoulder.
"You're making me a rich man, Linda. I knew you'd be great at this, but not this fantastic," he added, gently stroking her rump.
Sam and Jim were busy drying glasses behind the bar, but were watching out of the corners of their eyes. Both turned and grinned as Joe's hand passed over their boss's ass. "Oh, hello, boys," perked up Joe without removing his hand. They replied effusively, both grinning. "I've got a surprise for all of you. In fact that's why I came over. Sam, open the cash register," ordered Joe. "How much is in there?"
"Don't know yet, sir," replied Sam. "We haven't counted it yet." The register drawer was bulging with money.
"Oh," said Linda, looking at the pile of money stacked in the compartments, "I'd say about fifteen hundred or so."
"Well, I'm not a greedy man," stated Joe, letting go of Linda's rump with some reluctance, and moving around behind the bar. He pulled out the wads of fifties and twenties and began sorting them into five piles, all equal. "Where're Rhonda and Cindy?"
"They should still be in their dressing room," said Linda.
"Well, get-them out here. This is going to be a little celebration."
"Allow me," interrupted Jim and hustled out from behind the bar and back to the dressing room. After a few audible squeals of surprise both girls came bounding out in short silk kimonos.
"Hi, Mr. Di Fuoco," they bubbled in unison.
Joe's eyes appreciatively took notice of the abrupt jut of their tits as they sidled up to the bar. "Hello, stars. We're gonna go Communist for a day and share the wealth. Each of you take a pile. It's yours. Bonus time. And here's a little extra for you girls because without you, we wouldn't be able to milk those suckers. And here's something for you* Sam . . . Jim . .. for keeping the cash flowing. And now, for our lovely manager . . ." Spontaneously everyone burst into applause. Linda blushed, and tears welled up in her eyes. Joe gave her a big kiss on the cheek, stood back, then added another, longer and deeper on her velvet lips. "Last, but not least..." he said, a bit hoarse with emotion, and handed her an extra wad of hundreds. Linda flushed with excitement at the sight of all that money in her hands, then felt confused. She realized that she had no idea what to do with that money. She'd taken the job for excitement. If she went out and bought something expensive with it, she'd have to hide it from Herb.
Before she had time to think further, however, Joe interrupted. "I've got another trick up my sleeve too, Linda. Let's go back to the office," he added in a confidential tone.
Linda's pussy twitched suddenly, remembering Joe's large, plunging tool, and looking forward to feeling its thickness nudge into her inch by inch again. Arm in arm they strode back to the office. Joe stepped inside and Linda shut the door behind them, then planted a hot kiss on Joe's mouth.
"Whoa . . . hey," laughed Joe, squeezing Linda's voluptuous body to him and stroking her blond hair. "This is mixing business with pleasure."
"Oh?" said Linda with real surprise, "I thought business was over."
"Well, in a minute. Linda, I have a new proposition for you. Sit down and listen."
Linda sat up on the edge of the desk, while Joe proceeded to pace toward the back of the office, then turn and come back. His eyes were bright; his whole face beamed.
"Linda, I've got a fantastic new idea. Well, the idea is only new because it includes you. I want to open a massage parlor ... oh, I've already got a few in my portfolio now. I mean a different kind. A real 'class' massage parlor. And I want you to run it. You can use your imagination, have full control to do anything you think of. I trust your judgment implicitly."
"My God," exclaimed Linda. "Does that mean I have my pick of the hunkiest customers?" she added laughing.
"Any little pleasure your heart desires," chimed in Joe, effusively.
"Well," said Linda, taking a deep breath, her eyes suddenly clouding, "isn't this getting awfully risky? The cops are sure to • • •
"Have they bothered you here, Linda?"
"No."
"It'll be exactly the same in your new place. Count on it."
Linda paused, weighing the risk with the pleasure of being able to fuck with any man she pleased at any moment she ehose.
"Okay, it's a deal."
"Fabulous," burst out Joe, rushing to her side and picking her up in his powerful arms and whirling around. In seconds they were down on the couch, hungrily devouring each other's mouth, tugging clothes loose, then feverishly handling each other's body. Linda lapped down Joe's hairy chest and invaded his crotch with her mouth until her lips grasped and sucked down on his rearing mammoth cock. Hungrily Joe nibbled over her soft, full rump, then sucked his mouth down on her fleshy pubic mound and plunged his tongue into her twat. They groaned and sucked with abandon, rushing toward a red-hot orgasm, that caught both of them at the same time by surprise. Linda's cunt juices gushed over Joe's sucking mouth as his prick bounded deep into her plush, slick throat and shot load after load of hot cum as she tugged and massaged the sperm out of his balls.
"Whew," exclaimed Joe, sinking back onto the couch, as Linda lapped up the last few drops of cum, her cunt still quivering with orgasm.
"That was good," agreed Linda, collapsing on his thigh as if talking to his still stiff dick.
When they had both caught their breaths, they sat up and fondled and kissed each other for a few minutes, then both got up and dressed.
With a long goodbye kiss, Joe left, telling Linda to come by his office at the end of the week so that he could discuss the sei>up of the new place. Linda watched as the big, burly man walked out of the bar. As usual she felt a bit sad after having sex with Joe; it reminded her too much of the old days with her husband Herb. Oh well, she thought to herself with a sigh, her eyes turning to the two hunky bartenders. She'd treat herself this week with these guys. After all, this would be her last chance with them before she moved on to larger pastures. This pleasant thought whisked away any touch of sadness that remained. She was back to her old self.
She pulled the white Cadillac into the driveway that evening around seven. As usual, Herb's car was not there. She would have been shocked if it had been. Dusk was beginning to fall over the large houses and expansive lawns of this upper middle class suburb. As she got out of the car she could hear the far-oif yelps of kids out playing in the last few hours of light after supper. Maybe if she and Herb had had kids of their own..,
Linda went through the house flipping on lights before she settled down in the living room for a few minutes of TV and a drink before making dinner. There was always a chance Herb might be in for supper, so she always waited until seven-thirty before starting. For the last month or so Herb had made it the rule that he would not be home for dinner unless he let her know otherwise. Still, she waited a little bit just in case.
In mid-sip on her martini, the doorbell rang. Surprised, Linda got up and answered the front door.
"Hal! Good God, I haven't seen you in ages," she exclaimed. It was Herb's single kid brother. He had the same coloring and football-player physique as Herb, her husband, but was more shy, his facial features a bit more refined, a trace less macho. Doubtless because of Herb, her attitude toward Hall had always been playful, not taking him too seriously, perhaps even a bit condescending. Now she looked at him with fresh eyes. Standing in her doorway with a pleasant, open grin was a sexy, very attractive young man, eager and charming. After some quick calculation, Linda realized that he must easily be in his mid-twenties-a kid no longer.
"Hi, Linda," he said easily, stepping into the house as Linda shut the door behind him and led him into the living room. He plopped down on the sofa and stared at the TV screen for a second. "Herb called me at work. He couldn't get a hold of you. Seems he's going to be away on business for a couple of days. He asked me to let you know."
"Which you are," laughed Linda lightly. "How about a drink?"
"Scotch?"
"Coming right up." Linda felt his eyes on her as she sauntered to the bar and fixed his drink. Handing it to him he seemed to blush faintly. Linda realized with a start that she had been flirting with him without being aware of it, that he had reacted and was now embarrassed.
"Linda?" Hal paused.
"What, Hal?"
"What's happening between my brother and you? I know it's really none of my business, but I always idealized your marriage and now..."
Linda sighed. "Good question. If I knew the answer, I'd tell you."
"You don't think it's some other woman? It just couldn't be," he said flatly, answering his own question.
Linda shrugged her shoulders and sighed again. "Who knows? Anything's possible."
"Well, even just this afternoon he sounded funny over the phone. I asked him point blank what was wrong with him. He gave me this story about how the business was killing him, that he faced bankruptcy, stuff like that..."
"Ah-hum. ... know," said Linda, taking a sip of her martini. It suddenly tasted awful to her. "When I do see him, he talks about nothing else."
"Do you think it's true?"
"I don't know . . . Oh, of course the business is going through a rough period, but everybody's having a hard time of it right now, so they say on the news." Linda couldn't help the tone of cynicism that crept into her voice.
"I take it you don't think that's reason enough," said Hal sullenly, avoiding her eyes. Linda reflected for a minute. She didn't know how much Hal knew about Herb and herself. But suddenly she felt the need to tell him just what was happening.
"No, I guess I don't," she stated almost coldly. "I don't, because your brother and I ... well, we haven't made love to each other in months. Frankly, I can't see how business has anything to do with healthy sexual desire."
"They say it does have a psychological effeet. Stress and all. It can make a man impotent."
Linda laughed. Her voice sounded shrill to her. "Impotent? Herb? I can't even picture the possibility," she added with bitterness.
"Looking at you, Linda, I can't either," blurted out Hal. He turned beet red.
Linda eyed him from her seat opposite the sofa. She liked what she saw. And not only did she like it, she thought with abandon, she wanted it. She desperately wanted Hal's arms around her, to feel his hot breath on her cheek, to feel his prick hard in her hand. At any other time she would have thought herself crazy. Now she felt justified. And she had become used to getting what she wanted.
Boldly Linda got up and went over and sat down on the sofa beside Hal.
"That's the nicest thing I've heard in a long time," she said, stroking the back of his strong, large hand as it lay at rest on his knee. He turned to look her in the eye with a start.
He started to mutter, "But he's my brother . . ." then stopped. Their lips were only inches apart. Linda leaned forward and kissed his mouth. Hal responded eagerly. His hands moved to her shoulders, then stroked over her full, up-tilted breasts as he plunged his hot tongue into her soft, wet mouth. Their tongues entwined, parried and licked together. Linda's small hand stroked over Hal's deep, broad chest, then fell down into his lap and cupped his crotch. The animal that was his prick bolted under her touch. Her mouth grew voracious, hungrily sucking and gulping at his hot tongue Hal kissed free of her mouth only to rapidly kiss her cheeks, her eyelids, her neck, her chin, breathing deeply the rich perfume of her skin, the luxuriant softness of her hair, the sweetness of her throat as his two hands caressed her body, slid under her bra to cup her breasts and feel the nutlike points of her nipples. In seconds their clothes were askew, their breathing hard and fast.
The TV blared on with its nonsensical babble of game-show hooting.
Linda thought for a second of adjourning to the bedroom, but Hal's passion wiped that thought out of her mind. His lust was strong and immediate and commanding. His large hands removed her clothing insistently, piece by piece, stroking and caressing each newly exposed inch of flesh. His mouth sucked at her shoulder, his hands pushed down over her firm belly until his fingertips tangled in her blond bush, then pushed deeper to rub over her excited clitoris. The coarse feel of his fingers on her moistening pussy shot her through and through with lust. Her mouth hungered for the hard length of the cock she felt under her fingers.
Unbuckling his belt, unzipping his fly, she pulled the long thick prick out of his crotch. It bolted up straight and stiff. Her tongue reached out of her mouth to lick underneath the bulb of its head. The prick quivered, jumped, then came back to rest on her darting tongue as a droplet of translucent juice bubbled up out of the slit and dripped onto her eager tongue. She tasted it. It was sweet and salty. The male odor and taste of it made her cheeks flush hotly. The fleshy petals of her cunt opened to the prodding of Hal's fingers as her mouth sucked the bulb into her mouth, her lips glided down the stiff shaft to touch the coarse crotch hairs and her throat closed on the jerking thick rod with a gulp.
Hal responded with a low, lusty moan as he felt her soft mouth slide up and down his rigid shaft. He bent over and tongued her shoulder again, then sucked the creamy flesh down her side. Without breaking her sucking stroke on his prick, he managed to slip down on his side and lick at her taut belly, then down into her blond bush. He pushed, further, his mouth going dry from anticipation, his nostrils filled with her hot female odor. In seconds his tongue was tickling her rigid clit. His lips came down on the nub of flesh and sucked, then pulled on it gently. Linda went wild.
Her throat became as busy as a hand, gripping and gulping at his thick, eight inch cock. Her nose plunged into the tangle at his crotch. Her fingers pulled at his big balls. Hal plunged his tongue between her slick cunt lips and began fucking deeply in and out of her throat in time to his tonguing. His hands gripped her creamy soft thighs and ran underneath over her round, firm rump. Together they sucked and pumped and prodded each other's sex organs until they were both glistening with sweat.
Linda pulled off his plunging, dripping prick for a minute to hungrily lick over his hairy, muscular thighs, grip his round hard calves in her small hands, and then explore his hairy butt. Hal continued eating out her rich, deep cunt, while his dick bobbed and slapped freely against his hard belly. His big hands ran all over her firm-fleshed body. The touch of her melonlike tits made his prick lunge and his head swim. He ground his mouth down harder on her cunt lips so that he could fuck his tongue deeper into her gushing twat.
With a little cry, Linda's silky lips grabbed hold of his bounding cock and slid down the veiny shaft with a gulp. Forgetting all control Hal fucked wildly down Linda's throat. In response she bucked and ground her pussy against his mouth and face, holding his head in the vise of her thighs.
It wasn't enough. Hal parted her thighs, gobbled his way out of her twat and headed deeper between her legs until his tongue and mouth were sucking and prodding between her firm ass cheeks. Linda followed suit, tonguing and swallowing up his big, hairy balls then plunging down further until her tongue poked at his asshole. Crazed by their new discovery they sucked and grunted and ate each other's anus like animals.
Hal's dick plunged between Linda's tits as she ate out his asshole. Her pussy rubbed against the coarse hairs of his abdomen, seeking relief.
Linda came out from his hard, hairy butt and suddenly slid her body down his muscled belly until the swollen fat head of his prick was poised at her pussy. Lustily she gripped the turgid rod in both small hands, pulled her knees forward, spread her thighs and plunged the thick tool up her twat. Hal let out a yelp and shoved it up her to the balls.
Linda began sliding her rump up and down on the slick veiny rod, gasping and licking her tender lips, fingering his big balls, feeling the thick sinews at the base of his cock. Then, supporting herself with her hands on his muscular thighs, she stroked her cunt up and down the steely shaft faster and faster.
"No, Linda, not yet," gasped Hal as he felt his balls pulling up tight to his prick, ready to empty their load. He rocked her over on her side, spilling both of them gently onto the floor. Now he was on top, his cock still buried up her twat with Linda down on all fours. Reaching under her he grabbed hold of her tits as they hung down pendu-lously and began bolting his dick in and out of her up-raised pussy. Loud, sucking and gurgling sounds came from the fast deep fucking his prick gave her cunt. Linda moaned and helped, slamming her rump up against his crotch so that his prick could invade deeper into her cunt. Her pussy lips were drenched with juice. Her vagina contracted and gripped the plunging tool.
Hal fucked faster and harder, pulling her tits, then gripping her rump, then back at her tits, until a low growl came out of his throat.
"I'm gonna shoot," he gasped in warning.
"Ooh," moaned Linda, "let me feel that prick pump it in . . ." Sweat trickled down his chest and splashed onto Linda's long slender back as he gave one last deep thrust, his balls squeezed tight against his shaft, and shot. Linda felt the first load of cum spurt deep into her cunt. She saw stars. Her pussy squeezed at the pumping rod. Orgasm exploded between her legs; her cunt contracted in spasm after spasm. The waves of her coming rushed up and down her spine, engulfing her as his prick plunged and spurted over and over, pumping and thrusting into her convulsing, gushing twat. Panting and moaning, both of them seemed to come forever, convulsing, spurting again and again, until finally Hal dropped his sweat-soaked body down on Linda's shiny white back, his muscular arms hugged around her body, his prick still stiff and hard up in her cunt.
"Ooh," groaned Linda softly, licking her lips and still feeling the waves of orgasm lashing through her. Finally the orgasm seemed to ebb. She reached between her legs and stroked his sinewy, thick shaft as it lay, still mostly embedded in her pussy. She sank down flat on the thick carpet and felt the weight of Hal's athletic body settle down on top of her. They lay there in silence, joined together, breathing deeply and deliciously together, as dusk settled in black pools in the room, broken only by the electric glare of the television.