Chapter 11

Judy licked off a drop of come that had dribbled down her lower lip. "Well, what do you think?"

She hadn't given me time to think about much of anything. I'd gotten home so late the night before that she was already asleep and I'd crawled right into bed myself. But this morning-well, she hadn't wasted any time.

"Breakfast!" she called up to me.

I came downstairs sort of half awake and stepped, into the kitchen, then stopped in the middle of a yawn. There wasn't anything on the table. It was bare except for Judy.

And she was bare too.

Yeah, she was naked on the table.

She was lying on her back with her legs wide apart and I thought at first I was seeing things so I blinked and looked again. But I wasn't seeing things. It looked like she was bleeding to death through her cunt.

"What the hell?" I muttered.

"You're having strawberry jam for breakfast. Eat it!"

"Jesus, where'd you ever get an idea like that?"

"In a book."

"What book?"

She giggled. "It's a real sexy one. It's got lots of other neat ideas in it. Maybe I'll show it to you sometime. Now come on and eat your breakfast."

So I licked the jam out of her pussy. And after all the jam was gone I kept on licking her cunt until she finally came in a series of wild spasms. When it was finally over and she quieted down again she lay there on the table and looked at me through heavy-lidded eyes.

"You like strawberry jam?"

I grinned. "Love it."

"I also bought raspberry, peach, apple, grape and blackberry."

Then she decided it hadn't been very fair, being one-sided like that, so she had to suck my cock. Only she did it without smearing any jam on it.

And after I'd flooded her mouth with my come she licked off a drop that had dribbled down her lower lip and said, "Well, what do you think?"

"I think you're a hell of a good cocksucker."

"That's not what I mean. I mean Uncle Russ's third clue."

"Oh."

All I had time to tell her so far was that the third clue was R28 and we hadn't had a chance to discuss it yet. But now she whipped up a real breakfast and we talked as we ate.

"You were right," she said. "You thought the last clue would be an R with some numbers. And it was."

"Yeah. There's only one problem."

"What's that?"

"We're fresh out of clues. Russ only gave us those three and now we have them all."

She thought about it. "Then we must have everything we need to find what we're looking for."

"But what have we got? Some letters and numbers-that's all. R49, L6, R28. Swell. What the hell's it mean?"

"You said before it sounded like the combination to a lock. Have you changed your mind?"

"Not really. I don't know what else it could be except the combination to a lock. But, Jesus-what lock? Where is it? What did he lock up-a box of some kind? A strong box maybe?"

Judy's eyes glittered. "A safe deposit box!"

"No, they open those with keys, not combination locks. Besides, you have to sign to get in."

"Oh."

We kicked it around for a long time but didn't come up with anything too much. For a while Judy had me thinking it might be something like a public locker or a post office box, but then I ruled that idea out.

"It couldn't be that," I told her. "Russ didn't give us any clue as to where it is. And without at least a hint-my God, we could spend years trying every public locker and post office box in the city. Besides which, we'd probably get arrested for tampering with the mail or something."

So much for that idea. And there seemed to be something wrong with everything else we thought of.

Judy sighed. "Maybe there's an old trunk or something like that hidden in the attic of his house. I remember all kinds of junk up there when I was a little girl."

That didn't strike me too favorably but it started a train of thought in my mind.

"Whatever it is we're looking for," I said, "I don't think Russ would leave it in his house. Everything in the house now belongs to his nephew, Ernie, so anything Russ left there would go to Ernie instead of you. So this thing Russ wanted you to have must have been left somewhere else where there wouldn't be any question about it-some place where it would clearly belong to you."

It hit both of us at the same time.

The summer bungalow.

We tossed that back and forth and it seemed to make sense. Russ's will had been quite explicit-Judy was to get the bungalow and its contents, so anything we found in it would unquestionably belong to her. And she hadn't received anything except the bungalow and its contents, so that had to be the place where Russ wanted us to look.

Judy's face glowed with excitement. "Well, let's go!"

By the time I ran some errands and we threw a few things in the car, we finally left in the afternoon. It was a warm sunny day, ideal for a drive, and Judy's blonde hair danced in the breeze. She had that disconcerting habit of allowing her skirt to blow upward almost to the top of her thighs, and at times it was hard to concentrate on the road the way she was showing her legs.

It was a longer drive than I thought and after we stopped to eat we didn't arrive at the bungalow until just about dark. It was a beautiful spot. The bungalow itself wasn't anything pretentious, just a small cabin nestled in the pine woods on the edge of a lake. And the whisper of the wind in the trees together with the lake's reflection of the dying sunset made a beautiful picture.

"Isn't it lovely?" asked Judy.

I nodded. I could see why she loved the place.

Inside, the cabin was hot and rather musty from having been closed up so long. We opened every door and window in the place to get some air and then looked around uncertainly.

"Well," said Judy, "where do we begin?"

"I guess we just take one room at a time and go over it with a fine-tooth comb."

"And what are we looking for?"

"Anything with a lock. A trunk, a strongbox- anything like that."

"A safe?"

For some reason, the thought of a safe hadn't occurred to me before. But now that Judy had mentioned it, it seemed as likely a possibility as anything else.

"Yeah," I said, "a safe."

We covered that cabin from one end to the other. We searched each room, each closet, every nook and cranny. Behind every picture and mirror we carefully examined the wall for any trick panels or hidden safes. When I wore my nails down to the quick by prying and tugging at every stone in the fireplace and chimney I knew I was really far out, but that was the only place left to look. And there were no loose stones.

"Jesus!" I sighed.

Judy slumped in a chair. "Now what?"

"I don't know. There's not a damn thing in this cabin with a lock on it. And if there's a safe or something hidden away, I don't know where in hell it can be. Christ, we haven't missed a spot!"

"Let's try again."

So we went over the whole place a second time, but the results weren't any better than before. Finally I was too tired to care any more.

"The hell with it," I said. "Let's get some sleep and maybe we'll come up with something in the morning."

Judy nodded. "Good idea. Only I'm so hot and dirty I need a shower first. Oh damn-I forgot to turn on the hot water heater!"

"Well-"

"Hey, let's go for a swim!"

I looked at the darkness outside. "Isn't that lake cold?"

"No, it's toasty warm. Come on!"

"Okay, I'll get my trunks."

"Who needs trunks? Let's go skinny-dipping."

"How close are the neighbors?"

"There's a dirty old man up the lake who always watched me with his binoculars whenever I was in a bikini. But he can't see at night. Besides, it's so late everybody's in bed."

Down on the little sandy beach, I looked around just to make sure. But there were no lights on anywhere so apparently she was right and all the neighbors were asleep.

"Hurry up," she said.

I turned to look at her. There was just a sliver of a moon and in the faint light I saw she was bending forward to take off her panties. Then she straightened and stood naked. In the moonlight there was a pale sheen on her breasts and her nipples looked darker than usual.

She laughed softly and dashed into the water.

I took off my clothes and followed her. She was right about the water being warm, yet it felt good after all our work in searching the cabin. For several minutes we swam back and forth, occasionally splashing each other like a couple of kids.

Then she made a sudden lunge to try to duck me, only her hand slid off my wet shoulder and she fell hard against me. I made a grab to catch her at the same time that her arms went around my neck. Then neither of us moved. Her body was tight against mine, her big lush tits crushed on my chest and I could feel her nipples boring into me.

It almost seemed planned, the way both of us reached out at the same instant. I slid a hand to her breast and squeezed it. And her hand slipped down between our bodies to reach for my cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroked it wrapped her fingers around it, stroked it gently.

Her skin was slightly cool from the water as I fondled her tit and lightly pinched her nipple. Then I let my hand drop down across her stomach to her crotch. Working my way through the wet tangle of her cunt hair, I found her pussy and poked a finger into it. For a minute or two I worked my finger back and forth in her slit, and then I shoved it into her hole. She slid her feet apart, opening her legs further, and I shoved my finger as deep as I could into her cunt.

She let out a little sigh. "Umm, that feels good!"

"How about this?"

Still working my finger in and out of her pussy, I slid my thumb up on her clit and began to massage it.

She quivered. "Ohh-that's even better!"

She was pumping my prick harder now, her fingers tantalizing in their touch, and it wasn't long before she had my cock standing up stiff and hard along my belly.

She giggled. "For you I think the water should be colder."

"Then you would have been frustrated-because you couldn't have gotten this."

I cupped my hands under her ass and started to lift her upward and toward me.

She looked at me in surprise. "Right here-in the water?"

"Why not?"

"Well-okay, why not?"

I lifted her further and she got the idea right away and kind of hopped upward toward me. Her legs twined around my upper thighs and she wrapped one arm around my neck to hold on. With her free hand she reached down to my prick and positioned it so the head was poking at her cuntlips.

"Okay," she said, "let's see how good you are at working underwater."

I lowered her body and my cock slid half way into her pussy. It was a strange sensation with part of my prick in the water and the rest of it in the humid heat of her cunt. It was so different and so stimulating that I felt my cock growing even bigger and harder. She felt it too and let out a little moan of delight.

"Lovely!" she breathed. "But don't stop there-put it in me all the way."

I lowered her further. Still further. Until her ass rested on my thighs and ray prick was buried to the hilt in her pussy.

She moaned again and rolled her hips and bounced herself up and down on my cock. But she was kind of limited in what she could do while she hung onto me with her arms and legs, so I got my hands back under her ass and started lifting her up and down, sliding her cunt back and forth on my prick. That seemed to get her so excited she began bouncing even harder. And I wasn't going to object because it added to my own sensations I was experiencing. But all of a sudden she bounced too hard. It threw me off balance and we fell with a splash.

I quickly-got my footing, stood up again and hauled her up, gulping for air. But she hadn't let go of me and my cock was still deep in her pussy.

"Wow!" she gasped. "This is fun-but it's dangerous. I'd hate to drown while I was getting screwed. Let's go in where it's safer."

I started to pull my prick out of her and put her down, but she wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me.

"Leave it in," she said. "Carry me in this way."

It was pretty awkward walking with her hanging on me like that, but by taking short steps I found I could manage it. And each time I took a step my cock poked in and out of her cunt in a hell of an exciting way. I don't know what the sensation was like for her, but for me it was one of the most stimulating walks I ever had.

When I was in close enough to shore so the water was only around my ankles, Judy twisted around to see where we were going. Somehow, the way she did it, I lost my balance again and we fell with another splash. Only it was a little better this time because the water was shallow and we didn't go under. I started to lift her up but she pulled me back down.

"This is far enough," she said, "Fuck me right here."

"Lying in the water like this?"

"You've got me so hot I can't wait any longer!"

She lay in the shallow water, her legs spread wide. And I knelt between her thighs, my prick still in her pussy, and started to fuck her in earnest. Hell, she wasn't the only one who was hot-I was plenty hot myself. So there wasn't any need for a slow buildup and I just went to town, slamming my cock into her with long hard strokes. I lifted my hips, pulling my prick so far out of her cunt that just the tip was still inside, then I reversed and pounded back into her with a force that jolted her body and made her big breasts quiver and dance on her chest. The water flowed over her chest but her tits stuck up above the surface, pale white in the moonlight, and her hard nipples pointed at the sky. Each time I rammed my cock into her my body made a little splash as it came against hers and sent tiny wavelets that washed up and lapped at her breasts.

She moaned with passion and her body writhed beneath me.

On an impulse, I grabbed her legs and pushed them up so her knees were almost against her chest. For a moment I stared at the odd sight she presented that way with most of her body lying in the water and her long trim legs in the air.

Then again I drove my prick to the hilt in her pussy.

Something caught in her throat. "Ohh-you're deeper inside of me than ever when you do it that way!"

I fucked like a maniac, pounding my cock in and out of her while the water splashed around us and the waves washed at her tits.

Suddenly her body stiffened. "Oh-Oh God-I- I'm blowing up inside!"

She let out a long shuddering groan and then her body leaped and bucked beneath me in a frenzy. Then I was at the peak too. The come raced the length of my prick and shot deep in her cunt in great heavy jets. So intense was my climax, it almost felt as though my lifeblood and everything inside of me was being pumped out through my cock. And still my cock jerked wildly, flooding her pussy with spurt after spurt of hot come.

Then finally it was over. Her legs sank down on the sand and we lay limply together.

At last she spoke. "That was different. I think I like getting screwed in the water."

I was too tired to answer. I just grunted.

"Come to think of it," she added, "! guess I like it any where."