Chapter 3

A week went by in which I did nothing. Of course I went to work, ate, slept, and communed with nature when necessary, but for the rest I just sat around the house and let the television put me into comas. Jenny was perplexed by my behavior but I couldn't be bothered to tell her what the trouble was. It took me, that long to get some order into my thinking, and by the end of the week I was determined to take our marriage back to its original condition. After all, we loved each other and since we both had our kinks it was best to trade them both of! for normalcy. I was thinking about the best way to discuss this with my wife when some friends came by and asked us a big favor. I knew at the time that doing them that favor would mean jeopardizing everything. My whole life could be changed, our marriage could be wrecked—and yet I agreed to do it.

They were going on a second honeymoon, they told us, a week in the Caribbean, and they wanted us to put their daughter up for that period. Their daughter, Pru, was a delicious girl in her teens and the idea of having her in the house for a week sent all the blood down to my cock so as to leave my brain nothing to operate on. I was crazy for saying yes, but one look at the slender, budding girl with her long legs and her fluttery eyes, her long hair and lashes, and -I couldn't resist!

She was as lovely as a girl of that age can be, that smooth, unblemished complexion, the slight awkwardness, a tendency to giggle and flirt all at the wrong tune, she cooed over nasty music and favored extremely tight jeans, and she. had no sense of what her assets meant to anyone else. As she waited for her parents to say their piece she sat bored on an easy chair and bent over to fix her shoe in such a way as to give me a glimpse of her young breasts. A better trained woman would have known how to bend without giving anything away, bat Pru didn't understand that for lechers like me the .sight of tits had value. She shifted around listlessly in her chair, resting one leg over the other, and I gazed at her crotch with such longing that I became afraid her parents would notice. But they suspected nothing. We were old and trusted friends, happily married, how could they know what thoughts were passing through my mind?

And so she moved in with us for the week. I deposited her bags in the guest room and chatted with her for a while to break the ice. She was a friendly girl, eager to be liked, and pretty soon we were good friends. As soon as I came home from work Pru would come over and sit by me to tell me what had happened during the day, always wearing those tight jeans, always bending over, arid I was slowly losing my mind. Jenny got nothing from me in bed, I couldn't think about her at all. It was Pru I wanted. There were moments, when I came close to raping her, such as the time I walked into the bathroom and saw a pair of panties hanging over the shower curtain rod. They weren't Jenny's, they were too small for her. So they had to be Pru's. The thought of those panties spanning her teenage pussy, nestling into her slit, receiving chance droplets of her nectar, made me giddy! I closed the door and dropped my pants and, with my face-buried in the crotch, I masturbated all over the shower curtain.

There were other moments that were just as trying. I had to go downstairs for a midnight snack and noticed that Pro's light was still on. The door was slightly ajar and I couldn't resist taking a peek. She was under the covers but they only came up to her waist. She was naked and her small, pointed breasts stood up pertly for all the world to see. But as I tried to focus in on this vision of loveliness she turned her back on me and that was that. And there were chance glimpses, tiny moments of horny bliss, but through it all Jenny was right there to thwart my plans. I wasn't sure if «he knew how I felt about Pru. She was just there and that infuriated me!

By the end of the week Pru and I were as thick as thieves. We were sitting in the lounge room on the last evening she was to spend with us, talking and laughing, half watching television, and I was so hard that my cock was hurting! Jenny was in the kitchen preparing the meal and that gave me just enough privacy to probe into Pro's life a bit. "What about all your boyfriends," I said apropos something else, "don't they make your life difficult sometimes?"

"Oh no, never," she said airily. "If they tried that I'd just exchange them for another. There are plenty of boys in the world, right?"

"Right. But say you really like one and he wants to ... you know ... fool around. What would you tell him?"

"Oh, I'd let him—but only so far! Some girls in my class go the whole way for the price of a coke, but I'm not like that. He gets to third base if he's real lucky and then, curtains!" She giggled and looked away as if ashamed of her candor but I pushed further.

"Do you like what they do? I get the impression you let them do it as a favor to them instead of to yourself."

"What's in it for me?" she asked with some surprise. "Hell, they want to touch me, I don't want to touch them."

"You mean it's never given you any pleasure?"

"No really." She thought a while, her eyes resting on the television screen. "No, I can't say it has. I think they're silly for wanting to touch me down there at all to tell you the truth, Richard."

I was on the point of offering her my expertise to show her what she was missing out on when Jenny brought the food into the room. At that moment I would have gladly killed my wife! This young, virginal beauty sat on the couch with me and told me she didn't like to have her pussy touched 'and I was listening to her with a cock as hard as rock, and my wife has to come in with the goddamn dinner! But I fought down my rage and ate with long teeth. I couldn't stop thinking about what she had told me, nor could I stop imagining those impassioned young boys touching her between the legs. Hell, I wouldn't care if she didn't feel a thing, just let me touch it too!!

On her last evening with us, then, she went to her room and I went upstairs with my wife. Once we were alone Jenny began to complain how I hadn't made love to her in ages but I couldn't even reply to her lament. My mind was downstairs in the guest room, rutting about under the girl's blanket in search for that elusive virgin pussy. I had to do something! When her parents came it would be all over, my chances would be reduced to nil! Jenny complained until she fell asleep and I gave her fifteen minutes to make sure she was truly under. Then, my heart beating like tom-toms, I sneaked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

Pru's room was in darkness but the door was open again. I slipped into her room silently and waited a moment for my eyes to get used to the darkness. I could make out her form under the covers. The streetlight lit the window up enough to make it a good backdrop. The sound of her breathing was regular. In a way that disappointed me. I had sort of hoped she would be waiting for me so that I could show her the way. But then she was only fifteen, what did she know about life, let alone sex? I sat carefully down on the side of her bed and touched her shoulder. She groaned faintly but that was all. After leaving my hand in the same position f or a minute to let her get used to being touched, I began to move it down to those delicious little tits.

She always slept in the nude, luckily for me. When my hand found her firm little mounds I experienced the full force of her sexuality, that green apple appeal that made my cock pop out of my pajamas and sent my blood coursing through my veins at double its normal rate. I wanted her so bad I could taste her! She stirred slightly and I held my hand still on her left breast. This would have been enough for me. Had I been caught at that moment I would have had the recollection of her resilient tit to carry with me. But no one burst in, she didn't yell out, and while there was still time I slipped my other hand down heir flat, smooth belly and down to where her downy pubic hair grew from an obtrusive mound of bone. My finger moved down by angstroms! I was almost reluctant to touch her cunt because the moment would, when achieved, be forever lost. At last I felt the beginning of her slit, a deep indentation in pudgy flesh that led to the fold running down the center, and the moment had come. It was prolonged into minutes as I felt her up with that one super-sensitive finger, caressing the well-defined outline of her pussy, moving in between those full lips, savoring the smoothness and freshness of youth. What a perfect little cunt! I longed to experience it more fully. My mouth watered and itched to get at it, but I wondered if that wouldn't be too risky. Ah, what the hell, I'd gone this far so I might as well go all the way. If I was going to get caught let the crime at least fit the punishment!

Reluctantly I took my hand away from her cunt and stripped my pajamas off. Then, holding my breath, I slowly removed the covers from her lithe naked body. Her breathing was as regular as before so I guessed she was a very sound sleeper. The covers dropped to the floor and I could make out her form quite well in the dimness. Her legs were just far enough apart to let me finger her but not to admit my face. I tried to move one leg over to one side but she resisted that instinctually and her hands went down to cover her pussy. What in men was fear of castration was in her a fear of penetration. If only I could reassure her! I wasn't certain but it seemed that her slit was visible from where I stood. I wanted to go down her so badly that my mind seized up from thinking too much, and I just stood there lost in my confusion. But that wouldn't do! I had to have her!

My gambit came to me in a flash: make her body feel good and she'll open up. I began with her toes. They were way too far from her cunt for my liking and yet I took a perverse pleasure in teasing myself, holding back from my real desires until everything fit into place. I took one of her big toes in my mouth and sucked on it, academically at first but pretty soon I developed a real yen for her feet. They were small feet and they smelled of soap but more important they were her feet! And when I looked up I saw her long legs leading to the shady patch between her thighs, an oasis for the thirsty traveler. It beckoned for me to come on in, rest a while, drink your fill, and with my lust at a dangerous peak I made my way toward it along her feet, her insteps, her heels, licking my way along her smooth calves, behind her knees, pushing her legs out of the way of my face as it approached her pussy slowly and eagerly.

It seemed to be working. I made it to high up her inner thighs and she was still letting me open her up. Not far to go now. The suspense constricted my chest, I was choking and my eyes bulged out. I couldn't hold back anymore, I had to have a mouthful right away! And with a moan of defeat I sank my face deep between her legs, expecting her to wake up screaming. Not a sound! She didn't even stir when my mouth made contact with those pudgy cunt lips, not even when my tongue insinuated itself between them. I couldn't believe my luck. The tip of my tongue moved up and down along the fold of her cunt flesh and opened it right up, relishing the smoothness of her flesh and the softness of her pubic hair. Not a twitch! She was mine, this young little cunt was mine, and all was well with the world.

I made myself totally at home. My hands rested on her firm thighs and my thumbs pressed into her flesh so as to open her cunt hole right up. For minutes, perhaps hours, I lay between her legs, my cock digging urgently "into the bed, my tongue exploring the wonder-" world of pussy, and my nose breathing in the delicious scent of her teenage womanhood. Now and then I caressed her breasts just to remind myself how sweet it was but for most of the time I was completely focused on her cunt. It was so different from Jenny's swamp, that hairy bog which my cock no longer penetrated but just sunk into. Pru's pussy was well defined, the cock would have to struggle to get by her elastic muscles and even inside it wouldn't be able to forget where it was. Her cuntal passage would maul it and squeeze it, milking the cock until it gave up its bounty of cream. I felt faint with lust!

Was it my spit or her body that was making her cunt so wet? I couldn't decide but she was very moist indeed. When I introduced a finger into her cunt it slithered into her and was held in place by nipping cunt muscles that cut the flow of blood off right away. If only that was my cock in there! I licked, her clitoris and nibbled at it a bit, and her body seemed to respond to that just a bit. I stopped and listened to see if her breathing pattern had changed. No, no change, I must have been imagining things. I went back to sucking her clit and lingering her hot pussy but then I heard a soft, lilting moan. Again I looked up and again everything looked normal.

But when her loins began to vibrate and her hands grabbed at my hair and forced my face harder down into her cunt, I knew I'd broken through her adolescent barriers. A woman emerged from the child at that moment. My tongue dug in deeper into the hole my finger had vacated, and my finger moved up to her tits, higher so she could smell the fragrance of her own cunt on it. She grabbed my hand and brought it to her lips to encircle the tip of that oily finger with her lips and to suck on it softly. Come emerged from my cock in seeping droplets ... Her cunt muscles had a hold on my tongue and her loins pushed her cunt harder into my face. Yes, she'd caught on all right.

"Do it to me, Richard!" I heard her whisper. "I want it now! I feel like it, I really do. Oh Richard, do it now, right now!"

How could I refuse her? But I wanted to make sure she was ready for all that was yet to come. My mouth opened wider and sucked her whole pussy in, keeping the pressure on until she writhed in the agony of ecstasy and her demands for action became clamorous. My hands were all over her body, squeezing and prying, working her up to fever pitch. Only when she threatened to scream the house down if I didn't fuck her right away did I acknowledge that she was ready.

"Guide it in now," I whispered, getting on top of her. "That's it, take a hold of it and put it into your delicious little twat. Now open your legs right up, that's ray girl, aaaahhhh yes, beautiful!" She placed my knob hard against her cunt hole and I pressed down on it with the full weight of my body. My knob slipped into the tight sleeve of her cunt and it was all I could do to stop from blowing right then and there. Her cunt clenched around me as if it meant never to let me go. When I pushed harder to get the rest of me up her, her labia folded in and stuffed themselves in there with my dick. It took a while to get the outside of her cunt juicy enough to let me slip by and when I did Pru began to whimper in pain.

"No, no, Richard, it hurts too much, take it out! Please, oh God, no, you're way too big for me. Take it out and I'll suck it for you but take it out now!"

"Relax, baby, it'll be all right." My cock slid in and out with short strokes and already her cuntal entrance had loosened up enough to let me take my dick out and plunge it back in without any problems. But Pru had to bear the brunt of my lust and she didn't feel she could. Her hands turned into fists and she belabored me with them in a futile bid to turn me back. Again she threatened to scream. I promptly picked up a pillow and put it over her face. And it wasn't too long before I could take the pillow away and relax my guard, because my cock burst through the resistance of her hymen and the pain must have made her first numb, then placed her beyond its reach altogether. She relaxed, sobbing now and then but willing to let me take her further up the garden path. "There, isn't that nice?" I whispered as my whole cock fitted itself into her cunt and rested there for a minute. "Doesn't it feel good and solid inside you?"

"It's choking me!" she gasped. "But it is nice. So big! Oh Richard, such strange things are happening down there! Are you sure that's the way it's supposed to be?"

"I'm positive," I said, and my cock began to slide back and forth with long, steady strokes now, a nice easy rhythm to reassure her. She was a quick learner in every respect. Her body found the pace, she tuned in to what sex was, and from there on she had no trouble following me. "There, you see? No more pain, only pleasure, right?"

"Right!" she exclaimed, hugging me passionately and fucking me back a little bit. "Oooowwwww, I felt as though the top of my head was coming off just then. Do that again, Rich, yes, aaaaaahhhhhh that's great!" She liked my cock to come in from the left. I plugged her that way for a bit and titillated her clitoris at the same tune. A more experienced woman might have taken that in her stride but for Pru it was all new. She began to moan loudly and her embrace became a desperate clinging. "Yesssssssss!" she hissed, addressing herself more than me. "Ooohhhh Jeeee-sus! Damn, that feels good. Mmmmmmmmm, oh, yes, so big, oh!" And I put it to her from the left and right, up and down, slipping my cock into her tight pussy with such relish that I wondered how I was containing myself. My balls rumbled uneasily and my body kept contracting as if it was limbering up to shoot its wad, but my cock held it all back for the sake of more erotic friction. And when it became impossible I came to a sudden halt and held her perfectly still.

"Why are you stopping?" she wanted to know. "Keep going, it feels so good to me!"

"Wait, wait, you don't want me to come yet, do you?"

"Don't I? No, not if that means you have to stop. Oh Richard, I can't get enough of this now! Please fuck me some more. I love it!"

"I can't just yet. Concentrate on how it feels to have me inside you for the time being. Think about it, feel how it's throbbing inside your tight little pussy and think about nothing else."

She was silent for a while. My cock lay packed in her cuntal flesh, pulsing critically. There was no way of knowing if I was going to blow or not and I held my breath until the crisis passed. In the meantime Pru had caught the gist of my suggestion. I heard her make a strange, high-pitched sound and her body squirmed a little under me. Her hands moved down to my ass and rested there. I wanted to fuck her badly but I held back. "Ooohhh, Richard!" she sighed, pushing down on my ass and bringing her loins up so as to get more of my dick into her body. "That feels wonderful! It's like some kind of animal in me, so alive and all. Can you keep it in there for the whole night?"

"I would if it were possible but my wife might object," I said.

"Oh yes, her. But what do you care about her? Isn't it me you like best? Isn't that why you wanted to make love to me?"

"Well ... yes and no," I said hesitantly, and quickly added: "but we'll talk about that later. Do you want me to start moving again?"

"Please!" The moment my cock pulled back for the big thrust she began to wail into my ear, tiny cries of passion that inflamed me as much as her body did. Just to know that I could produce such emotions in this young girl made me swell all over with pride and potency, and my cock began to thud into her cunt as if it wanted to sink a well down there. The bed creaked, her cries grew louder, and my grunts were mixing in with the general ruckus, until it occurred to me we might well be waking my wife up. I told Pru to keep it down and silently we fucked on, all the more excited by our restrictions. "She could come in any second," Pru whispered devilishly. "She could catch you in me and then she'd know she was yesterday's papers, wouldn't she?"

"Yesterday's what? Oh, never mind, just keep still, baby, and let me poke my dick way down into your pussy. Damn, what a fine thing it is! I think I'm going to come soon. Are you ready for me? It's going to be a gusher, baby."

"A gusher!" She repeated the words dreamily and almost at once her body swung into action. The time for talking was over. I hunched over her and thrust my cock into her tight, wet pussy, fucking her in earnest and she responded, panting, bucking, scratching my flesh with her long fingernails, and moaning like a wounded deer, until a flurry of cream escaped from my cock and was followed by thick dollops of it shooting into her most deserving pussy. She must have felt the hot drops because she stiffened all over and let out a weirdly pitched cry that must have penetrated Jenny's dreams. But we didn't care. My body was in a tumult, squeezing more and more sperm out of itself and propelling it into her body. My toes curled and my teeth gnashed, and heavy tremors threw me from side to side until the last of my load had been relocated. Then, with a low moan, I crashed on top of her and lay there like I'd been poleaxed.

"That was great," I heard her say. "Let's do it again."

"Later, darling, later." I rolled off her and let the cool night air brush along my sweaty skin. "You won't tell anyone about this, will you? I mean, if your parents or my wife find out about this they'll kill us both. So , promise me?"

"I promise, Richard." She kissed me on the cheek and snuggled up to me fondly. "But you have to promise that you'll do this again to me. I really liked it! I can't "understand why the other men never made me feel so nice. Is it hard to do?"

"Not if you like women," I said. "Now you're making a sacred promise, right? This will always be our secret."

"I promise."

"Good. Now I'm going back up to bed before Jenny misses me but I want you to know this has been the greatest night in my Me. You're beautiful." One last kiss and I slipped back up the stairs. Jenny was snoring lightly, sprawling all over the bed as usual. She slept with abandon, a lover of Morpheus, and for once I was glad of it. But as I lay beside her and smoked a last cigarette I felt guilt steal up on me from all directions. She was such a great person and such a good wife that she deserved better than a man who wanted only to get off with young girls. I would make amends, I promised myself that. I'd forget about all other women from that moment on. Only Jenny would receive the fruits of my virility. Hell, other men had problems but they managed to repress them. I could do it, too. Pru might tempt me in the future but I wouldn't yield to her. I knew what she felt like and tasted like from top to bottom, it wouldn't be hard to refuse her the second time. Yes, I'd be a good husband to Jenny, faithful, ever ready to satisfy her demands no matter how alarmingly they increased. I shuddered at the thought of that coke bottle. But I would be brave.

In the morning I still felt guilty but better for having made a good resolution. I drove to the office and got to work all in good spirits, and even placed a call to Jenny to wish her a happy day. Pru had gone home with her parents and everything was in order. Life was simple if you knew how to deal with it. And just as that thought presented itself to me my secretary announced that someone wanted to talk to me urgently.

"Send him in, then," I said.

"I'll send her in right now," she replied and a moment later the door opened. I almost fell of my chair when I saw who it was.

"Peggy!" I croaked. The blonde teenager nodded and made herself at home by sitting in the easy chair in the conference corner. "How did you get here? I mean, I didn't tell you where I work, did I?"

"No, but I found out," she said. Her distant expression was a bit unsettling and so I asked her what the purpose of her visit was. "Well, I need a summer job and I figured you'd be willing to employ me. I can type and do all sorts of things to help you here."

"I can't just employ you," I protested. "There aren't any vacancies and even if there were you'd be too young to fill any one of them."

"Richard, please," she said wearily. "Do I have to put pressure on you or will you volunteer?" There was an edge to her voice and I got her drift at once. Did I want her to tell the police or my wife? No, I certainly didn't. I stared at her for a minute or so, wondering how deep she was, and I decided the girl was capable of anything.

"Will your twin want a job as well?" She shook her head. "Okay, I can fix something for you as long as you promise not to get in my way."

"Whatever," she shrugged. It took some doing but I got her a position with the filing department and she seemed happy enough with the work and the pay. Once she was employed I went back to my office and started to work again, but "it was with a troubled conscience. Peggy was too delicious to ignore. There was no question about it, she tempted me right down to the soles of my shoes. If she even looked at me suggestively I'd be all hard and bothered and then my resolution would restrain me as much a paper garlands restrain a raging bull. In lunchtime I avoided her assiduously and afterward I stayed in my office behind a locked door.

But when someone knocked I opened up without thinking about it, and there she was. "They're taking a break down in. files," she said, closing the door behind herself, "and I thought to myself, what a good time to pay Richard a visit. You know, I've thought a lot about you since that time you broke into my house. You were really great that night. As a matter of fact you were so great that I managed to silence my sister. She hates you and she wanted to go right to the cops. But I told her lovers like you don't grow on trees." Her hand was on my lap, right on my cock, and it was swelling up for her. I didn't want it to, I thought of Jenny, of my good intentions, and yet it kept inflating, hardening, until it bobbed against my pants and Peggy gave a knowing smile. There was no way to resist the beautiful blonde girl. Already the memory of her lissome body and sexy ways were stirring me up, raking the coals to expose the smoldering embers to fresh air so that the flames rose high in no time.

"I wish you wouldn't do this," I said effort fully.

"Oh, I can see that," she mocked, and her nimble fingers quickly pulled down my zip and slipped into my pants. The touch of her flesh against my cock put an end to my misgivings. I sat down in the easy chair and closed my eyes, helpless but not yet willing to cooperate. She didn't need me, anyway. In no time she had my cock standing up out of my fly and her tongue curled round and round my sensitive knob. She got down on her knees for me and licked all the way down the shaft, then pulled my ballbag out of my underpants and gave them a going-over as well. "Mmmmmrnm, delicious," she said. "You don't know how often I've thought about this cock. My dildo just hasn't been much good since your visit, Richy."

"Take your clothes off," I said. She smiled and complied at once. The vision of a naked girl in my office startled me. Never in all the time I'd worked in that room had it looked anything but practical and dull. But now Peggy walked around, taking turns about the desk, pivoting for me, showing off her sexy form, and the place turned into a love nest! I got out of the chair and slowly took off my clothes, watching her all the while. "What makes you such a nymphet?" I asked her wonderingly. "Does this happen with every man you meets or what?"

"Not every man, but you're not the first." She turned her back to me and touched her toes so she could look at me upside down. Her snatch opened up to reveal the distracting pinkness of her interior, and as I gazed with longing at that silky hole, she went on: "I like sex, Rich, that's all there is to it. And my twin doesn't like sex. Maybe I've got enough for the both of us. Anyway, my parents have always told us to figure out what we want and to go get it. That's what I'm doing."

"You teenage tramp," I said, moving toward her with every intention of shoving my dick into her open cunt hole right where she stood. But she straightened up and faced me with a challenging smile. "I don't know why you're doing this but I sure like it. Come here! I'm going to fuck the living daylights out of you!"

"Ooohh, you terrible man!" she squealed and jumped back from my grasping hands. There was a brief chase around the desk but then I got hold of her and jammed a long finger up her cunt to stir her up some. She was already wet but when my finger inserted itself she stopped pretending to be coy. Her eyes half closed and she clung to me in a spasm of lust, driving her loins down over my finger at the same time as if she couldn't get enough. "I love it!" she sighed. "Put another one up there!"

I obliged her immediately. The knell of her cunt around my fingers forewarned my cock of the pleasures to come and it throbbed away impatiently. Peggy noticed that. Her hands released my arms and she began to fondle my dick gently, running her fingernails along the sides, feeling my balls, rubbing my glans, and I wanted to tell her not to bother warming me up, I was teetering on the brink already! Our lips met in a crashing kiss and her firm titties brushed along my lower chest. She was a sensual treasure chest and no matter how much I caressed her I couldn't get enough. My mouth had to get into the action if I wanted to enjoy her fully. I laid her out over my desk and started to kiss her from the face down. Peggy submitted to that at once. Except for a stroke here and there she left me alone to work my magic on her pulsating body, and pretty soon she was sighing and carrying on, coming all over my desk. "Now let me do you!" she insisted when she'd had her first fill. "I want to make you happy all over just like I am, Richard."

How could I refuse? She got off the desk and I got on, and right away she started to kiss and caress me from my feet right up to my ears and back again. Her lips skirted by my cock and balls, teasing me and signaling that she would be back to them when it was their turn. I could hardly wait! Her mouth was wet and soft and wherever it touched my skin crawled with pleasure. If only she would take my cock into her mouth I would be perfectly happy! But she took her time, sucking on my nipples, kissing the insides of my thighs, licking my big toe or my ear, and all I could do was lay there and stretch luxuriously.

"I'm so horny now!" she exclaimed suddenly. I snapped out of it and looked at her in mild confusion. "This makes me so hot I can't stand it! Wait, stay like that, don't get up. Just make it easy on both of us." She clambered up on the desk and straddled my hips so that her pussy hovered not far above my aching dick. I looked on in utter contentment as she grabbed my cock and pointed it right into her blonde little snatch. Her cunt hole sucked on to my knob and slowly drew it inside. She bit her bottom lip in pain as I stretched her too far too soon, but that was only a momentary pain. She adjusted to my size and her cunt took me right into itself in little or no time. "There, now I'm the jockey and you're the horse," she said. "Ride 'em cowboy!"

She bobbed up and down over me and her cunt contracted all around my cock. Her hands were behind her to get at my balls and I kept a light grip on her hips to steer her in a vertical pattern. My cock was snug inside her tight pussy, rubbing along the silky, moist walls of her cunt most pleasurably. Everything was going fine and then the phone rang. My secretary announced Jenny was on the line.

"I'm not in, tell her," I said.

"But I already told her you were in the office," said the secretary.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it." I looked at Peggy and told her to be perfectly still or she'd wind up with a paper clip stuck through her nipple. She nodded her understanding. Jenny just wanted to pass the-time of day with me and as we did so I motioned for Peggy to start fucking me again, She moved up and down slowly, just working her cunt around my throbbing cock, and the delicious sensations that coursed through my body as a result almost made me forget the conversation I was having. There was so much that Jenny wanted to. talk about and all I wanted to do was cut the conversation off and get back to the blonde sitting on me! "All right, dear," I said over and over. "Yes, most certainly. Okay, I'll see you this evening." But she wouldn't stop and after a while I stopped listening and gave full reign to my passion. I held the receiver between my shoulder and ear, and grabbed hold of Peggy's hips again to start moving her up and down with more force. She liked that, being shaken about and used like that, so I did it harder. Her hair was flying, her head wobbled on her neck and her tits quivered reluctantly. Jenny related the story of how the plumber hadn't been able to fix a leak and I was driving my dick into Peggy's pussy with so much force that her juices splattered over the insides of my thighs. Our passions rose dizzyingly and suddenly it wasn't enough to be fucking the way we were. I began to shake her violently, rattling my cock inside her like a bell's clapper. Now she came left and right, taut fits interspersed with complete limpness, and through it all I kept banging my dick into her quaking pussy and fucking for dear life. Jenny talked about the unknown.

"Oh Richard!" cried Peggy. I just managed to clap my hand over the receiver lest Jenny should hear the girl's orgasm. "I'm going to come now, I'm going to—AAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEH!"

"What was that strange noise?" asked my wife when the girl had finished and was lying all over me.

"Oh nothing, one of the girls in the office just spilled something hot on herself," I said.

"Okay, have a good day then," said Jenny.

"I am, I am!" I said when she had put the phone back on the hook.