Chapter 4
A few nights later, on Monday, Ed went out to the kitchen to relax for a while. Janice was asleep on the sofa in the other room, and the television was on. Not even ten o'clock and she was already asleep. He was getting tired of just sitting there in front of the TV night after night.
He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and sat down at the kitchen table with the sports section of the evening newspaper. For a few minutes he looked over the racing figures. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a more interesting figure to watch.
Directly across from his kitchen window he saw a brief movement in the apartment next door. There, in the second floor window, he saw the silhouette of a woman. Through the drawn shade he could see Eileen Patrick moving around in her bedroom. It had to be her. Excited at the prospect of seeing Eileen in the nude, Ed turned off the kitchen light, just in case she happened to look over. He didn't want her to see him watching. Then there wouldn't be any show. If he was lucky, maybe tonight he would see her undress. A few times before he caught a glimpse of her, but each time she had the curtains closed or the shade down.
With the lights out Ed went back to the table and watched. Even though it was just a few days ago that he had some action he was looking forward to more. And Eileen was definitely something to look forward to.
She was about thirty, brown haired, and she had a look about her that made Ed jealous of her husband. She always looked sensuous and exotic. Every time Ed saw her she was dressed in a real foxy outfit. She really knew how to take care of herself.
Ed knew that her husband was in electronics or something like that. Whatever it was, his job always kept him away on business trips. A good situation, Ed thought. Something he should take advantage of. But how? Every time he flirted with Eileen she put him off or, even worse, ignored him completely.
Normally Ed would stop flirting with a woman if she didn't respond, but Eileen was in an entirely different category. Some of the guys in the neighborhood spread the word that she used to be a dancer in a nightclub before she got married. Ed didn't know if it was true or not. But she definitely had the body for it.
Too bad she kept it all for her husband Micky.
Ed almost choked on his beer when the window shade rolled up. He could see into her bedroom clearly. Less than twenty yards away stood Eileen. She was dressed in a dark red gown. He could just barely see her full breasts under the skimpy transparent cloth. She seemed to be looking for somebody out on the sidewalk in front of her place. Once she looked directly at Ed, but he knew she couldn't see him with the lights off. But he could see her and it was driving him crazy.
Then Ed saw the form of a young man walking up to Eileen's apartment door. One of the kids from the neighborhood. A teenager. So that's how she passes the time when her husband's away, he thought. Great. This might be his chance. In a couple of minutes he saw the teenager walk into the bedroom. Right away Eileen went up to him and wrapped her arms around him. Ed could see her grinding her hips against the kid. Her beautiful full ass showed right through the gown. She unbuttoned his shirt, then slid down to her knees and opened up his fly. Ed saw a look of pleasure flash on the kid's face. She was blowing him, right there, with her bedroom lights on. Ed couldn't believe it. He started to get hard as he thought about Eileen. He had her now, man. Seeing her with the kid gave him all the chance he needed.
The lights went off.
Ed couldn't see any more. He felt cheated somehow. But he would have his chance before too long. As soon as the kid left he would pay Eileen a visit.
A hard-on, he thought. I've got a fucking hard-on and that's just from watching her. He imagined what it would be like to dip it into her soft body. His head swam with visions of Eileen, naked and in the heat of sex. He pictured her slipping his cock into her mouth . . .
A half hour later the lights came on. He saw Eileen slip into her clothes. The boy was already dressed. They both went out of the bedroom. Ed was flying. This was it, this was his chance to score.
What he was thinking was blackmail, but that just added to the thrill of it.
When he saw the boy leave the apartment building Ed put on his jacket and quietly walked across the living room. Janice was still asleep. Just like he figured. And she would still be sleeping by the time he came back. Every night Janice passed out in front of the TV and tonight was no exception.
Ed walked out of his house and then went straight over to Eileen's apartment. He noticed that the lights in her bedroom were off now. Good. That's how he wanted it, just in case Janice woke up and happened to look across at Eileen's window. No sense in taking chances.
He rang the bell of the second floor apartment. Micky and Eileen Patrick, the nameplate said. And tonight it was just Eileen Patrick.
She came to the door in a bathrobe. Her hair was still a bit wet. "Ed? What are you doing here?" she said.
"I'd like to talk with you for a few minutes, Eileen."
"Well, I was taking a shower. Maybe we better talk some other time." Her eyes were suspicious. And when she noticed Ed looking at the deep V of her bathrobe she tightened the belt around it.
"No," Ed said. "We better talk tonight. It's important."
"Listen, I don't know what's going on," she said, "but I think you better come back when you're not talking so crazy."
"How was the kid?" Ed said.
"What? Who told ... the window!" she said. "You were watching through the window. Why, you .. . "
"Let's go inside," he said.
He followed her upstairs, watching her fine ass twitch back and forth with every step she took. Inside the apartment he sat down on a plush white sofa. Eileen stood in front of him and glared at him. "I don't know what you're thinking, Ed, but believe me it's not going to work. What happened tonight is none of your business."
"I think your husband would like to know. Don't you?"
Eileen was scared now but she tried to look defiant.
"What do you want?" she said.
"Not much." He stood up and walked over to her. "This, maybe," he said. He pulled the white bathrobe down over her shoulders. Her tits hung in front of his eyes. Smooth, firm, and bare. All his. He ran his fingers over her chest, playing with her nipples until they were hard. "No!" she said and ran away from him.
"What should I tell your husband then?" Ed said in a gentle voice. "Come on, be good and we'll both have some fun. Or else."
Eileen stood still. Ed wrapped his hands around her and hugged her ass, digging his fingers into her cheeks. Then he lifted the bathrobe up over her bare ass and pulled her cunt next to his cock. He rolled against her, pushing his stiff prick into her softness. Then he tore the robe completely off her. She stood nude before him.
"Guess what you're going to do," he said.
He pushed her down to the floor. Then he unzipped his pants and pushed them down to his knees. His hard cock sprang out in the air. He took it in his hand and placed it to her lips. "Take a sip," he said.
When Eileen opened her mouth he pushed his prick in, all the way in, sliding it across her warm tongue and deep into her throat. When he slid it back out of her wet mouth, she grabbed it with both hands. "Now suck it," he said. She took a lot of deep breaths, inhaling his cock each time. The pressure of her mouth on his prick drove him wild. Each time Eileen slurped on his cock it grew even more. He held her head in his hands, rolling his fingers in her long and soft brown hair while he fucked her mouth.
"You like to suck cock," he said. She moaned as she gobbled his prick. "Don't you?"
Eileen nodded her head, producing a long sucking motion on the full length of his cock. Then she sucked it deep into her throat and closed her lips around it. Her mouth made a vacuum around his prick. Eileen sucked and slurped on it so hard that she made a hissing noise each time he prodded her throat. With his cock completely inside of her mouth, Eileen grabbed his nuts and rolled them in her fingers while she blew him.
Ed's cock was wet when he pulled it out of her mouth. He had an idea. He had lots of ideas. This was going to be his best time yet. Right now Eileen was his sex slave. She had to do anything he wanted or else he would tell her husband what she had done.
He pulled off all his clothes completely and then sat down on the white sofa. "Come over here and jerk me off for a while," he said.
She walked over to the sofa. Her long brown hair flowed down to her breasts, covering them so only her nipples poked through. Ed laid back on the sofa with his hips towards the cushion. She sat down on the edge and wrapped her fingers around his cock, making a fist with her hand. Slowly she lifted his cock up and down, nice and gentle. She bent down and licked his balls while she jerked him off. Ed put his hands behind his head and sank back into the pillow, letting her do all the work. It felt good, the way her silky fingers jerked him off, her moist tongue sliding between his legs. She swallowed his hairy sac and moved his nuts around in her mouth, sucking on him and moaning all the time. He looked down to watch her. He saw his cock, hard and long as ever, pulse between her fingers. The tip of his cock swelled every time she jerked on it.
"Suck it now," Ed said. "Suck it some more, baby." Eileen buried her head in his hips. Her lips sank down over his cock. He raised his hips off the sofa and rammed his prick deep into her throat.
"Fuck me," she said. "Come on, fuck me." She took his cock out of her mouth and held it in her hand, still jerking it off. "Fuck me," she said. "I want it now."
She wasn't reluctant any more. Just like Ed knew it would be. Once she had a taste of his cock she wanted more. For a moment she stood above him on the sofa with her legs wide apart. He stared at her hairy cunt. It was wet and glistening. As she spread her legs apart Eileen slowly sat down until her cunt touched the tip of his cock. She wiggled on top of it, then held it with her hand and sat down so it slid right into her pussy all the way. Then she hopped up and down, sliding it in and out of her cunt. He grabbed her ass, digging his fingers into her full cheeks, and pulled her juicy cunt down onto his cock.
Eileen moaned as she picked up the pace. "Fuck me like that," she said. "Ohhh, yeah, like that. That's how I like it. . . Ummm, I love the way you fuck me . . . it's so good, and big."
Ed grunted and rammed her again and again. She sat back and leaned away from him so his cock slid over her clit every time it went in her. She grabbed her tits and held them straight out in her hands. He watched her play with her huge mounds as he fucked her. She ran her fingers over her nipples and then lifted her tits up and down.
Eileen stiffened. She was coming. Her voice was low and throaty as she moaned like an animal. She shook all over and then went into spasm after spasm as she came over and over. She rode his cock, rocking back and forth, fucking, swallowing it deep into her cunt.
When she slowed down, spent from her orgasm, Ed was still going strong. His prick was hard as a rock and he showed no sign of slowing down. He pushed her hips back and forth, slipping it to her harder every time.
Then she climbed off him and stared at his cock. Her eyes were wide. "So big... and hard. Still." She was surprised that he hadn't come yet. She knelt down on the floor and grabbed his cock with both hands. Then she licked it up and down as if it was a popsicle. Her tongue swirled around the head of his dick. Then she popped it into her open mouth, sucked, and pulled it out again. She jerked him off and looked up at his face. She was grinning. He watched her hand beat him off and then he stared at her gorgeous breasts. So beautiful, he thought, and finally he had her after all this time.
"Oooh," she said. "It's starting to spurt. I can feel it." His cock was wet now and her hand made a steady slapping noise as she jerked him off. His slippery cock slid in and out of her hand.
Then he felt it coming. He raised his hips and shot off. A gush of white cum spit into the air almost a foot high. She put her hand over his cock to catch the cum. It spattered onto her hand, then dripped down onto his stomach. Her whole hand was wet now and still he was spurting. Cum dripped out of his prick and flowed down her hand. There was a small pool of cum on his stomach.
Eileen bent over him, opened her mouth and lapped up the cum from his stomach. It dripped from her mouth as she swallowed it. Then she put her warm lips around his shaft and sucked it until it went soft.
Ed laid back and closed his eyes while he poked her mouth with his wet and warm prick.
Eileen was a different person now. She was friendly, very friendly. "Want a drink, baby?" she said. Ed nodded his head. She came back in a minute with whiskey, straight whiskey. He sat up on the couch, sipped it, then took a long belt. It burned as it went down. A warm feeling spread throughout his whole body.
"Is it true?" Ed said.
Eileen looked over at him. She was sitting at the end of the couch, naked, sipping a drink. "Is what true?"
"You used to be a dancer."
"How did you know?" she said.
"Your husband mentioned it once. Said you were a dancer in a bar."
"Well, yeah, it's true. For a while anyway," Eileen said. "I needed some money so I got a job in a topless place. Then I got married."
Ed saw a look of sadness in her eyes, almost as if she wished she was still a dancer. That had to be a lot more exciting than being married to Micky. "I'll bet you were good," he said.
"The best," she said.
Ed nodded his head, encouraging her.
"Want to see my act?" she said. "I still have some of my costumes left. My husband likes to see me dance once in a while."
Ah, what a life, Ed thought. If only he had a wife like Eileen to dance for him. Maybe then he wouldn't stray so much. But no, he knew he would stray no matter what. It was so fucking good putting it to another woman after being married for so long that he knew he couldn't give it up. "Yeah," he said. "Put on a show."
Eileen disappeared for a few minutes. Ed went out to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of whiskey. He looked at the wall clock above the sofa. Only twelve. He still had plenty of time before Janice woke up.
When Eileen came back into the room she turned off all the lights, then lit a candle. A soft exotic glow filled the room. Ed watched her move gracefully around the living room as she got ready to go into her act. First she turned on the stereo and put on a strip record with a jazzy Latin beat. Then she went to the center of the room.
She wore a lot of clothes now and it was exciting just to watch her because he knew she would start to strip any second. She had on a tight pair of red pants that clung to her hips. And then on top she had a blouse of the same color. He could see the outline of a dark red bra under the blouse, and dark red panties under her pants.
Eileen danced in front of him, slowly at first, just dancing and rolling her hips from left to right in a serpentine fashion. Then she put one hand between her legs and rubbed her cunt with it. All the while she stared at him. Her eyes went from his cock to her cunt. She was just like the chicks he'd seen in the strip joints. Only tonight there was a difference. She was dancing for him. She unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and then bent way over. He looked down the V and saw her tits jiggle as she shook her body. Up and down her tits moved, almost slipping out of the blouse.
Then she turned around and, not two feet away from him, she shoved her ass towards his face. Her fingers hooked into the elastic of the tight red pants and she peeled them down her legs. She rolled them down to her thighs. He stared at her ass, outlined through the red satin panties. Still leaning forward, she looked over her shoulder at him, slipped her hand behind her, and then caressed her ass, slipping a finger between her cheeks.
"Oh man," Ed said. "I can't take any more of this." He stood up, hard again. He grabbed her hips and then pulled her ass right against his cock. He slid it between her crack and rubbed his cock against her panties. He ground against her until her panties were wet from his prick. Then he let her go.
Eileen turned around again. She kicked off her pants, then unbuttoned her blouse all the way. She spread it apart and showed off her tits. Her globes jutted out of the peek-a-boo bra. The satin straps pushed her tits straight out and her nipples poked through the skimpy cloth. She tossed the blouse on the floor and danced in front of him in just her panties and bra.
Ed wanted to put it in her again, to get into her pants, or her mouth. He just wanted to come, to shoot all over her body. All this time he was living next to a knockout like this, he thought. If only he made his move sooner .. . But now he would have to make up for lost time.
The beat of the music picked up. Eileen unclasped the bra from the front, threw it away, the cupped her hands around her jugs. She rolled her hips back and forth, almost as if she was fucking an invisible partner. Ed stared at her beautifully curved hips, at her cunt that showed through the panties. She held her tits in both hands and then pushed them into his face. He opened his mouth and licked her tits, first one, then the other, over and over. She shook her upper body so that her tits swung left and right. He inhaled her perfumed body and licked her scented jugs.
She reached down to his cock and closed her hand around it, jerking it up and down. "I knew I could get you ready for action again," she said.
Then she started dancing again. She stepped away from him and turned around. She slid her panties down her creamy thighs. Then she bent way over as if she was touching her toes. With her hands on the floor she wiggled her ass at him. Up and down to the music, jerking her body with every beat.
Ed got up. This time he wasn't going to let her get away. The way she bent over gave him a nice look at her wet cunt. It was too much to resist. He grabbed her hips and then slid his cock into her pussy. She sank back on it and let him thrust it all the way in. Eileen kept jerking her body so that he didn't even have to move. He just held her hips and let her fuck him.
He reached under her and cupped her tits in his hands. She stood up and increased the tension on his cock. He walked forward with his cock still buried in her cunt, and pushed her against the wall. With her arms spread out, leaning against the wall for support, Eileen moaned as he banged away at her. He lifted her off the ground with each thrust.
"It feels so good," she said. "Do it again."
Ed picked her up off the ground and held her in the air. Then he just moved his hips up and down. She clamped her legs around his thighs so he could sink it in even further. Then she started squirming in mid-air from his thrusts. Her whole body went crazy on him. Her cunt slapped against his cock over and over as she came, crying out with pleasure.
Ed was ready to let loose. He pulled her hips all the way down onto him and slammed his prick in as far as it could go. Then he shot a burst of sperm into her, shot after shot. She wiggled each time a gush poured out of his cock. Then she hopped off him while he was still shooting off. His cum splattered all over her ass and ran down her legs. She turned around and practically fell to her knees so she could suck up the rest of his cum. Her mouth slipped over his cock and he pumped her lips with the last of his dribbling load.
"Mmmmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm..." she said. "More . . . More ..." He kept fucking her mouth. With each stroke another shot of fluid dripped out of his pecker onto her darting tongue. He wrapped his fingers in her hair and held her face onto his cock. Then he slid it in and out of her sucking lips until it started shrinking and there was no more.
She laid down on the floor. Her mouth was sticky and she had cum all over her legs. She closed her eyes.
Ed looked at the clock. It was time to go. Any second now Janice would be waking up. And if he wasn't there, she would be really upset. He started to dress.
Eileen still laid there naked on the floor, sex coated, and all fucked out. "Do you like the way I dance?" she laughed.
"Yeah. I'll be back to see you do that again," he said.
He could tell by the way she was smiling that she wanted it as much as he did. Now that she had a taste of his cock.
Silently he went next door, back to his apartment. Good, he thought. She's still asleep. Janice hadn't even moved. Her eyes were closed and the television was still on.
He woke her up. "It's late," he said. "Time for bed."
"I'm worry," Janice said when they got into bed. "I'm too tired to do anything tonight, babe."
"That's okay," he said. "I'll get by." Then he laughed to himself. He thought of Eileen, the housewife that just blew him and fucked him for the last couple of hours.
As he drifted off to sleep he tried to keep track of all his affairs. First there was Sandy, the librarian. Then the rich wife from the bar. And Janet from the office. And now Eileen. All in less than a month. He was doing fine. And so far Janice didn't suspect a thing.
There were going to be a lot more women going down on him in the future. He knew it. He was back in action and he hadn't lost his touch.