Chapter 5

Now there was a momentary pause in the conversation.

"Maybe we can meet somewhere," Lorna said.

"Some clandestine meeting place?" I chuckled.

"Look, honey, I'm serious. Dead serious."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it the way it sounded. No, I'm not joking. I want you, honey. Every time I think of what a great time we had together, it makes me that much more eager."

"You know where the Outpost Motel is?"

"Yeah. That's right outside the city limits," I replied.

"That's right. How about me meeting you there?"

"When?" I asked in surprise.

"In about a half .hour."

"You mean you want to ball in there?"

"That's right. But we've got to take precautions. You know how things are in this town. Anybody might expect that we were carrying on otherwise, and that would be pretty bad. If they suspected us, the tongues would wag."

"I know. The town gossips would go wild."

"Especially some of my PTA friends," Lorna said sarcastically.

"Yes. I suppose so."

"So here's what I suggest. You just stay there in the parking lot and wait for me to register. Then I'll give you the high sign. I'm going to be wearing a wig and dark glasses."

"A disguise?"

"That's the only way, baby. We've got to be together. We've got to screw."

"I like your determination."

"So I'll be wearing the blonde wig and the dark glasses. You'll recognize me."

"Okay, honey. I'll see you then."

"Okay, baby."

I hung up the phone, and suddenly my entire mood changed.

Whereas before I had been feeling pretty lousy, now I was suddenly feeling great. Everything was coming up roses as long as I could have sex with lovely Lorna.

I got into my car and drove away. My cock hardened just thinking about meeting her. After all, she had given me about the best sex I'd ever had in my life. Never before had I received a treat like she had given me when she had gotten down on that erect rod of mine. She really knew how to give head, and the thing I liked was that she didn't get uptight about giving it. She wasn't like those damned gals at school. When she put out, it was with everything she had.

I waited in a deserted section of the parking lot, then observed Lorna pulling into the motel parking area in her Buick.

She got out of the car and walked toward the motel office.

A few minutes later I saw her reappear, leaving the office holding a key in her right hand.

As she walked down the sidewalk leading to the motel unit, she looked over at me and gave me the high sign. It was time for me to join her.

She picked the opportune moment to do it. Nobody was looking in our direction. There wasn't a soul to be seen. I walked quickly after her.

"Okay, honey, step inside fast," she said as she opened the door with the key.

I entered the room first, waiting for Lorna to proceed me inside.

As she did so, she quickly locked the door, then closed the drapes.

"This is great," she exclaimed. "We're all alone, away from the rest of the world. Doesn't it feel like you're about ten thousand miles away from the world you know."

"Yes, I do."

"Oh, I really like the looks of that cock of yours."

"But I haven't even gotten it out yet."

"You don't have to. It's plenty visible inside your shorts. Oh, do you ever look sexy."

"I like the way you look too. Those white slacks really bring out the curves in your legs. You know, that's what really turned me on in the beginning."

"What was that, my legs?"

"That's right."

"I've been turning guys on with them ever since high school," she laughed. "Would you believe that I was my high school's drum majorette?"

"I certainly would. I bet you really picked up the wolf whistles when you danced around in those scanty little costumes.'"

"I got more than-my share."

"I would certainly hope so."

"You know what I'd like to do right now?"

"What's that?"

"Throw my arms around you and kiss you."

"There's nothing stopping you, my dear."

"No, I guess there isn't." She threw her arms around my body, smothering me as she let those lips plunge against mine.

I could tell from the devastating impact of her kiss just how horny she was. If anything, she wanted sex even more badly in this case than she had the day we had it at my house.

She released her lips from mine, then exclaimed :

"Let's get off our clothes."

"By all means. Let me undress you."

"Okay, but I'd like to call the shots today. You know what kind of action I want?"

"Just name it and you'll get it."

"I like that spirit of determination," she chuckled. "Well, what I want next is to take a shower with you. I want to be rubbing that nude body of yours with a bar of soap while you're doing the same to me. That will get us so hot that we'll practically be orgasming in the shower."

"I guess so," I laughed. "That sounds like a fantastic idea."

"Then let's get right to work, baby."

"Okay, I'm all for that."

She reached out and let her fingers roam over my face. I liked the way she let her fingers tantalizingly touch my skin.

The moment that she removed her fingers from my face, I threw my arms around her and glided her body down on top of the bed with me.

As she lay there with me on top of her, I knew that it was time to start the undressing process.

My first target was her blouse, and I tugged at that swiftly, pulling it quickly over her head.

"Oh, I'm going to undress you so fast I'm going to break some speed records," I chuckled.

"Just see that you don't go over fifty-five miles an hours," she laughed. "Remember, dear, we're in an energy crisis."

"How much energy am I using in going over fifty-five doing this?"

"I don't know about the energy you're using, but you're sure using up a lot of mine."

"Is that a fact?"

"It certainly is. Oh, with an impact like that, baby, you can't help but turn me on in a big way."

"Strangely enough, that's exactly what I was trying to do."

"I guess you'll use up plenty of my electricity, energy crisis or not."

"You'd better believe it, sweetheart."

I succeeded in pulling the blouse over her head. I let it drop to the floor, then went to work on the straps which held together her bra.

I tugged several times at the bra, letting it drop to the floor as well. Then I reached out with the fingers of both hands and gently squeezed her nipples.

"Oh, you're giving my tits a nice workout." She sighed with pleasure.

"I didn't get much of a chance to play with your breasts last time."

"No, you're right. You were too busy doing other things."

"Which was understandable, I guess. After all, we were restricted by time."

"Yes, and we were in your place as well."

"Of course. That too."

Now those fingers of mine were squeezing her breasts more firmly than ever. I released my fingers from her nipples, then worked my fingers down toward her slacks.

I quickly unzipped those slacks, then tugged at them. I wanted to get them off fast. I was in one of those no-nonsense moods. I had driven as fast as possible so we could get in that shower and have some fantastic fun.

Now I was really pulling those slacks down her legs, taking them off of her.

"Oh, sweetheart, keep it up," she sighed. "You really are setting that speed record. Pretty soon you're going to have me completely nude."

"Then I'm going to set a speed record undressing myself."

"Oh, I can feel that warm shower water right now. I can already see myself letting that bar of soap run all over your cock and balls."

"That will sure supply me with a brisk massage."

"Oh yes, I'm looking out for your welfare. I really care about you."

"Yes, I can see that."

Now I had her slacks off and was working my fingers around her panties. I grabbed a hold of the elastic, then pulled downward on them.

"Oh, remove them," she said. "Just like you did the last time, honey. I'll never forget the skillful job you did of taking off those panties, then going down on me."

"I really went to work on that hot slit of yours, didn't I?"

"You sure did. That tongue of yours was just burning up inside me."

"I've got some hot tongue action ready for you again."

"That's good, honey, because I'm going to really need it."

"You don't want any cock action?"

"In one respect, anyway," she nodded. "Here's my problem, baby. You see, I have trouble getting my husband doing anything to me in that fashion. When we do have sex, as I told you before, it's just the same old crap. I mean, he shoves it into my pussy a few times and then explodes. There's really nothing romantic about it. It's so damned mechanical. I could do it blindfolded. As a matter-of-fact, I have closed my eyes on a few occasions. What I'm afraid of is that eventually I'll start going to sleep, and that would bug him."

"I suppose it would." I laughed.

"But with you I'm so hot, I don't know what to do. I mean, once we get into the act, it's something else. That's what I mean when I said that I felt like a young girl all over again."

"I was flattered when I heard you say that."

"I want you so much, honey."

"I'll bet that you do."

I was maneuvering those panties down her lovely legs. As the silky panties came into contact with her thighs, my ramrod hardened more noticeably than ever. How I wanted that "beautiful chick again, and I looked forward to finishing the act of undressing her.

Now I completely removed her panties and was all set to get into the hot action.

I began to maneuver my fingers around her thighs and calves. I was doing my best to get her good and hot.

"I'll bet you like that," I said.

"Yes, and I'd like it if you'd play with my pussy too."

"Oh, I guess that could be arranged."

"Then I want you to undress. You've got to take off those clothes. We've got to get into that shower, baby. We're going to have ourselves a fantastic blast underneath there."

"Oh, don't I know it," I laughed.

Now I removed my fingers from her legs and let the fingers of my left hand go to work ever so slowly around her mound. I was letting my fingers maneuver at a snail-like pace, getting her all the hotter as I moved them.

"Oh yes, that's what I call great," she gasped. "You really know how to move your fingers."

"This is just a little preliminary action."

"That's understood."

"I'm going to remove my fingers from your mound, then we're really going to get down to action. You can watch me undress."

"Okay, and I hope you don't mind if I run my fingers over my pussy. Just to keep it nice and warm."

"By all means."

Now I removed my fingers from her mound and got up from the bed.

As she lay watching me, I quickly began to remove my clothes.

"Take it all off," she laughed. "Strip, baby. Let's really have ourselves some beautiful action."

"Oh yes, baby. We really can't miss."

"That's so true."

Now I looked down at my shorts, and as I stepped out of them, she looked at that huge cock of mine and her eyes brightened.

"Do I ever like to see that nice hard rod of yours," she said. "It's so reassuring to see a hard-on."

"It is?"

"Yes. I mean certain men with a hard-on.

Meaning you. Actually, you're the only one that really gives me these thrills. I could probably see fifty other guys nude, a lot of them handsome, but I don't think I'd react like I would seeing you showing everything."

"I'm really appreciative. I'm glad to hear you say that."

"I mean that, baby."

"I know you do. You really are a no-bullshit chick, and that's why I dig you."

"Oh, honey, it makes me feel so good to hear you talk that way."

"How about us climbing into the shower now?"

"I'm all set."

"Then that makes two of us."

I was standing next to the bed watching her as her nude body slowly rose.

We walked into the bathroom together.

It was Lorna who assumed the initiative, reaching inside the shower and turning on the water.

"I want it nice and warm. How about you?" she asked.

"Oh yes. That's the only way."

"That's what I thought you'd say."

"Yeah. Let's have it nice and warm."

"Yeah, that will be beautiful."

She stepped into the shower, and as I watched the water pelt against her body, I couldn't help but get terribly excited.

It really looked good watching that shimmering water splash against her body. It gave her a tremendously healthy glow, and it seemed to accentuate her tremendous curves all the more.

I liked in particular the sight of that hot water splashing against her tits. It really did something for me, and the longer that I looked at her, the harder that I got just standing there.

"Come on in and join me," she laughed. "The water is fine."

Then, just like a little girl, she reached out and splashed me in the face with some of the water.

"Now you should cut that out," I laughed.

"Cut it out like hell. I've got lots more of the same for you."

"Then two can play that game."

"Come on and splash me," she laughed. "See if I care."

"I've got a hunch that you don't care one damned bit."

"Your hunch is right."

"Then let's just go to work, baby."

I stepped inside that shower, ducking as she splashed some more water toward my face.

She giggled like a school girl, and it was great losing myself in this wonderfully daffy atmosphere.

We took turns splashing each other for several seconds, and she kept laughing like a young school girl.

"Let yourself go, honey, that's my motto," she exclaimed. "I'll buy that."

"Let's each pick up a bar of soap," she suggested. "I want to start soaping you down."

"That sounds like a beautiful idea."

I picked up a bar of soap and she did the same.

Once more she assumed the initiative, walking toward me and rubbing the soap against my testicles.

I watched the suds form, and as it did, I felt a tingling throughout my entire body.

"Oh, do I ever love touching you," she exclaimed. "You've got such a beautiful body, baby."

"I'm glad you think so. Right now you're focusing on my balls."

"Not for too long," she said. "I'll run it over your balls, then it will be your cock. Then I'll go to work on other parts of your body."

"I really like your attitude. You're a pretty authoritative girl."

"Oh yes, very much so."

Now she was soaping down my long stem and as she did, my whole body began to quiver.

With rhythmic fascination she kept up those movements, and as she did so, she continued to transport me into a state of tremendous passion.

"Do I ever love it," I sighed. "Do I ever love this action."