Chapter 10
Leslie Timms stood in the door to the mayor's office for a long time without saying a word. Mayor Miller had jumped up quickly, buckling up his trousers. Pat made no move to cover herself. Neither did David Marx. His limp cock still hung outside his trousers.
"I can explain this," Mayor Miller was saying. "I know what you must be thinking, but-"
"There's no need to explain," Leslie Timms said. "It's perfectly obvious. I'm sorry to interrupt. But when I heard her scream, I thought something awful was happening. I see that it wasn't so awful."
"No," Pat said. "It wasn't awful at all." With her toe she played with David Marx's cock.
"Stop that," Mayor Miller said. "Can't you stop that for a moment?"
"Why?" Pat asked. "Miss Timms has seen a cock before. At least I hope she has." Pat turned to look. "You have seen a cock before, haven't you?"
"Yes," Leslie said. "But I must admit I like that one."
"You do?" David was surprised.
"Of course. I've always admired you, David. I always wondered why you never asked me out. Now I guess I know. You were just too busy."
"This is all very embarrassing," Mayor Miller said.
"It should be," Leslie said. "Why don't you people learn to lock a door? It's really very simple. You just turn the lock." Leslie turned the lock. "Now nobody can walk in like I did. One must be careful."
Leslie began to undo her white frilly blouse. Her pale-blue bra was visible.
"Leslie," Mayor Miller said, shocked. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting undressed, of course. Unless I'm not invited to your little party."
"Of course you're invited," David said. His face was registering shock and surprise but also anticipation and excitement. "I just wish you'd come earlier. Now."
He pointed downward to his limp cock.
"We'll soon take care of that," Leslie smiled. In her smile was the wicked promise of many things to come.
"But we're not having a party," Mayor Miller protested. "We weren't having a party."
"Shut up, husband," Pat said. Her eyes were glued to Leslie as she finished unbuttoning the blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders.
Leslie arched her back as she reached behind to unhook her bra. The pale-blue bra fell away. Her creamy-white tits were revealed for all their eyes to drink in.
"God!" David said.
"They're beautiful!" Pat said.
Leslie's tits were not as large as Pat's, but the nipples were large and a rosy-red color. Both nipples were hard.
David grinned. "You've got a fine pair there."
"You really think so?" Leslie said, arching her back once more. "I suppose they're tiny-looking compared to Pat's. I've always admired Pat's tits. I've often wondered if they were real. I'm glad they are."
"Mine are big," Pat agreed, "but yours are beautiful."
"But how about the rest of the merchandise?" David asked.
Leslie slipped her skirt off. She wore a half-slip that soon followed her dress to the floor. She wore pale-blue panties and heels.
David felt his throat becoming dry. His palms were also sweaty. He knew he would have to be very careful with Leslie. There was something innocent and wicked about her at the same time. She was the kind of girl that men gave up their freedom for.
"Well?" Leslie asked. "How about the rest of the merchandise?"
Mayor Miller voiced David's true feelings. "I want to eat you," the mayor said. "I've got to eat your pussy."
"You start him eating pussy and he goes wild," Pat said.
There was something about Leslie that was getting to all of them. Even the mayor was forgetting that he was the mayor.
"I think that can be arranged," Leslie said. She rolled her panties down her firm legs and kicked them off. She still wore her heels. The Mayor came crawling across the floor like a puppy until he was just below her.
"Go ahead," Leslie smiled. "Eat it up."
The mayor buried his face in her raven-haired pussy.
"Be gentle," Leslie said. "Don't get carried away. Eat it gently."
She smiled at them as the mayor followed her instructions. A dreamy smile came over her face.
"Ummm," Leslie said. "I like that. It's a shame you didn't eat me before. I like to have my cunt eaten."
David looked down at his cock. Somehow it had grown hard again, jutting through his trousers like a spear ready to do battle. He saw that Pat had buried her hands in her own cunt and was moving a finger in and out.
"God!" David said.
He stripped off his trousers quickly and his shirt followed. Leslie was smiling at him. He was feeling things he had never felt before. It wasn't like he wanted to conquer Leslie. To use her like he used the rest of his women. It was almost like he wanted to take the mayor's place and do just what she instructed him to do.
He told himself that it was impossible for him to feel that way. He had always gotten his kicks by humiliating women. It was the only way he could be really satisfied with a woman. But there was something different about Leslie.
He felt a hand on his cock and he looked down to see Pat's fingers gently stroking him. It felt good. He looked back at Leslie. And she would feel good too. Once he drove his prick into her cunt, she would belong to him.
He jerked his cock away from Pat's hand and he strode over to Leslie. He knocked the mayor away and he pulled Leslie into his arms. He kissed her. Her lips were a burning, devouring flame that seemed to consume him.
He opened his mouth and took her tongue inside. He brought his hand up to stroke her tit. It felt good in his hand. The nipple was hard.
"I want to fuck you," he said, looking at her. "I'm going to fuck you."
"Surely, David," she said, her eyes laughing at him. "If it's what you want. I've heard about you. You always get what you want from your woman, don't you?"
"Always," he said roughly.
"Then fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me as long as you can."
She was playing the game with him. Well, he would show her. He would master her body and then he would master her mind. She would be just like Pat. In a moment she would be squirming underneath him.
He pushed her down to the floor. He looked over to see Pat sucking on her husband's cock. Both of them were watching him and Leslie.
Well, if they wanted a show, David thought, he would give them a show. He began using all of his tricks on Leslie. He sucked her sweet-tasting tits, fondling and stroking her thigh.
He kissed her stomach and her thighs and her knees. He fondled her nipples. He drove his tongue deep into her throat. Finally he drove his tongue deep into Leslie's pussy. He found her clit and began to gently massage it.
He moved back up to her navel and then back to her raven-haired pussy once more. She tasted better than any pussy he had ever eaten. Her cunt had a strong womanly aroma but clean and fresh.
He massaged her tits as he ate her pussy. She was hot and her juices tasted good. Her ass moved up to meet him. But she had not lost complete control of herself.
Every time he looked up, he found her green eyes looking at him with laughter. It was as if she knew what he was trying to do. She was letting herself enjoy his administrations, but she was not going to lose complete control.
"That feels good," she said softly. "Do me good, David. It feels so good."
Pat finished off the mayor. David heard a groan, and he looked over to see the mayor feeding his cock deep into Pat's mouth. David could tell that Pat was swallowing each spurt of the mayor's come. The mayor sank back onto the carpeted floor exhausted. Twice in one day was more than enough for him.
Pat crawled across the floor until she captured one of Leslie's nipples with her mouth.
David went back to Leslie's pussy. He knew that he would have her now. With Pat's mouth sucking on Leslie's tits and his mouth on her pussy, Leslie would not stand a chance. Soon she would be begging for release. David knew he had her now.
"Good," Leslie purred softly. "It feels good. I like having you suck and eat me."
Her soft hands came down to play in Pat's hair. Pat began rubbing her tits against Leslie as she sucked. Leslie played with Pat's tits. Leslie rolled a nipple beneath her fingers.
"Your tits are so big," Leslie said. "I wish mine were as big."
"Yours are fine," Pat said.
"They're nice, but I've seen the way men look at you. One look and they're hungry for your tits. Their cocks get hard and their lips start to drool. I've seen the way they look. They'd give a million dollars to exchange places with me right now."
"They don't know what they're missing," Pat said. "Your tits aren't as big, but they taste wonderful."
"It feels so good," Leslie said. "All of you sucking and eating me. David's tongue feels good. He's a good pussy-eater. Eat me all up, David."
David could wait no longer. He wanted to hear Leslie begging for his cock, but that would have to wait. Right now he had to get his throbbing cock into her warm cunt.
He crawled up her soft body and kissed her mouth. His throbbing prick was right at her pussy-lips. He pushed. Leslie pushed her pussy up off the floor and David slid into her cunt. He groaned. So tight and warm. Like a young girl's pussy.
He looked into her face. She was still laughing at him. It made him angry. He began to drive his hard prick into her. She moaned and yelled, but the green eyes still had laughter.
The tension was building in his balls. He groaned. It was as if he hadn't had pussy in a week. He couldn't wait. Leslie was just too much for him.
He felt his prick jump as he shot his load into Leslie's cunt. She kept moving underneath him as she drained him dry of every last drop. He fell, exhausted, on top of her.
Slowly Leslie pushed him away. She stood up and began to gather up her clothes. David could hardly move. He only knew that Leslie had not been satisfied.
He looked up into her laughing green eyes once again as Leslie finished buttoning her blouse.
"And I thought you were supposed to be something," Leslie said, looking at him with a slight sneer. "I guess you just can't believe everything you hear."
David was looking up at the ceiling when he heard the office door close behind her.