Chapter 5
It was late morning when Susan woke up. For a long moment she was disoriented. She was in a strange room, not her own. There was a dull ache in her asshole--and then it came back to her.
She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and moved gingerly to the shower. She adjusted the spray and spent a long time scrubbing herself. She felt soiled, dirtied beyond ever being clean again.
She toweled and brushed her hair, then she brushed her teeth. She slipped on her dress, balling her panties up and shoving them into her purse. There was a gnawing hunger in her stomach, and she left the room and drove to a small cafe for breakfast. She sipped coffee and smoked after eating. Again she felt that deep loneliness. She missed her home, her family.
She considered returning home, but only fleetingly. They didn't want her, and she had no place to go. There were no relatives that she knew of. Her parents had been killed a few years ago in a car crash. She had no one left in the world.
Miserable, lonely, feeling rejected and unloved, Susan returned to the motel. She considered buying a bottle of whiskey and getting drunk, but that would be no answer. She would only become sick, feel worse than ever. Inside her room, she lay down on the bed again.
There was a soft knock on the door. "Who is it?" she called.
"Lover boy."
"Go away," she said.
"Hey, baby," he called. "What's wrong? Didn't you have a good time last night? Come on, open the door."
"Go away!"
"Baby, I've got a nice hard-on here, just for you."
"Go fuck yourself with it!" she shouted. "Just go away and leave me alone!"
She heard him leave, and she breathed a sigh. She didn't want any more to do with him. She glanced at her wristwatch and saw it was almost noon. She had to make a decision soon--stay here or go find another place. But where could she go? One motel was as good as the next. She had no close friends to go to, no one to talk to. Alone in the world, lost in confused thoughts, not wanted, she didn't know what to do.
A few minutes before noon, there was another knock on her door.
"I said go away!" she yelled, angrily. "Go away and leave me alone, damn you!"
"Susan? Are you in there, Susan?"
Sudden panic filled her. That was Raymond's voice!
"Open the door, Susan," her husband called softly.
She sat upright on the bed, looking around, fear in her eyes. There was no place to hide, no place to run. But why did she want to escape?
"Susan, open the door, please," Raymond called again.
She didn't reply.
"Mom? Mom, what's wrong?"
Susan heard the voice of her daughter, and she felt tears spring into her eyes. She wanted desperately to open the door, to hold her husband and daughter tightly in her arms, but they didn't want her.
"Susan," Raymond called, his voice firm, but concerned, "if you don't open the door, I'll have the manager let us in."
On shaky legs, she went to the door and unbolted it. The door swung open, and Raymond rushed in. He gathered Susan in his arms as Tracy came in behind him.
"Why did you run away, Susan?" Raymond asked, stroking her back tenderly, nuzzling into her neck.
Susan began to cry, burying her face against his chest. The man-scent of him thrilled her, and she loved him desperately. He was so familiar to her, and she wanted him.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Tracy said, standing near them. "Come on, tell us what it is."
Susan reached out and pulled her daughter closer, hugging her husband and daughter tightly, sobbing loudly and miserably.
"Tracy, drive your mother's car home, please," Raymond said.
"But, Dad..."
"Go on, honey," he urged. "We'll be home in a little while."
Susan heard her daughter leave, and she pulled away from Raymond and sat on the bed, wringing her hands, not looking at him. Raymond sat down beside her, his arm affectionately on her shoulder.
"Susan, talk to me," he urged. "Tell me what it is. Whatever it is, we can work it out, but you've got to tell me."
"Oh, Raymond," Susan said, her voice filled with emotion. "I don't know! I just don't know! Maybe I'm going crazy."
"I doubt that," he replied, caressing her shoulder. "I realize something is bothering you, but you aren't going crazy."
"Raymond, oh, Raymond!" she sobbed.
He shoved her gently to the bed, then stretched out beside her. He cradled her in his arms, letting her cry it out, waiting until she was ready to talk to him.
"I'm so confused," she said, finally, sniffing. "I don't understand myself, darling. I just don't understand anything at all."
"Tell me, maybe we can both understand."
"I ... I know about Ann," she blubbered. "I came to the office one day, and I heard you in there with her."
"Oh, Christ!' he said. "I thought it was something like that. Oh, baby, baby! I'm sorry ... I won't ever do it again."
"And ... and that night when you didn't come home, or even call me, I knew you were out with her."
"I remember that night," he said, holding her tightly. "I wasn't with Ann, Susan. I was with a client and we worked late into the morning. Oh, God ... I should have called."
"I feel so useless, Raymond."
"I'll fire Ann," he said. "I'll fire her this afternoon. I should not have let it happen."
"Oh, you darling," Susan said. "It isn't that at all. I don't give a damn about you fucking Ann once in a while."
"You don't?" Raymond asked, surprised. "You don't care?"
"Of course not," Susan smiled. "A piece of ass isn't love, not real love. I know how horny you are, darling. I was hurt because you stopped coming to me, stopped wanting me."
"Stopped wanting you? Susan, what do you mean? I've never stopped wanting you."
"But ... you haven't fucked me in weeks, Raymond."
Understanding registered in his eyes. "You're right, baby, I haven't. But I've worked so damned hard lately. I have this new client; it means a great deal to us. I've been working so damned hard, I've forgotten your needs. It won't happen again, Susan. Fuck the client!"
"That depends on if its a female or male," she smiled again. "Fuck the client if it's a woman, but save some of that cock for me, you hear!"
"Oh, baby, baby!" He hugged her tightly, kissing her cheeks and neck, finding her lips and pressing against her hard.
His hands moved about her body, stroking her. Susan felt her passion swell, and she began to writhe and squirm against him. When his hands caressed her ass, she pressed her pussy against his cock, thrilled to find his prick becoming deliciously hard. She wormed her hand between their bodies and grasped his cock. She squeezed it hard.
"I love this cock, darling," she murmured into his ear. "I love it so much!"
He pulled her dress up and clutched a cheek of her ass. "Hmmm, no panties, huh? Been expecting some stud to walk in here?"
"You're my stud," she replied.
"I'm glad to hear that," he grinned at her. "And right now I'd love to be your cuntlicker, if you don't mind. I'd love to get my mouth and tongue on your sweet pussy, Susan, and lick you good."
She flipped onto her back, pulling her skirt to her waist and spreading her thighs. "Start licking, darling."
Raymond scooted to the end of the bed, settling himself between her long, creamy thighs. He gazed at his wife's hairy cunt, seeing the glistening tip of her swollen clit. He ran his hands up and down the inside surface of her smooth thighs, where he knew she was the most sensitive. Susan shivered and cooed with pleasure as he felt her thighs. She pulled a pillow underneath her head and watched down her body as he began to lick at her legs, his tongue going from one dimpled knee to her crotch. He swirled his tongue into the curling hairs of her cunt, then down the other thigh. He held her hips as he kissed and licked her flesh, caressing her.
He finally pressed his lips to her moist, bushy pussy and kissed it hotly. Susan writhed against his face as he kissed all about her puffy cunt-lips, the cheeks of her ass, then began to lick each pussy-lip in turn. He swirled his tongue about her swollen clit, nipped at it gently with his lips. Susan slipped her hands down, pulling her cunt wide for him.
"Inside, darling," she urged. "Stick your tongue inside me! Ohhh, I want you to tongue-fuck my cunt, darling! I want you to fuck me with your tongue, please, please! Ohhhh, Raymond, eat my pussy! Suck my cunt!"
She arched her hips high, squeezing his face with her hot, smooth thighs as he licked and sucked her twat. Susan clawed at his head, grinding her cunt into his face furiously, her vision blurred with intense ecstasy. Raymond ran his hands underneath her uplifted ass, clutching a firm cheek in each palm. He squeezed her ass as he licked and tongued her boiling cunt.
He drove his tongue deep into the slippery tightness of her pussy, thrust it in and out, wiggled it about. He pulled his tongue out, licked it up her twat to her explosive clit. He swirled his tongue about her clit as he sucked vigorously. Susan shivered and shook with pleasure, her mind reeling.
Moist sounds of licking and sucking filled the room, sounds she loved to hear. Her blood was boiling like never before. She rolled and twisted her cunt hard into his face, whimpering and groaning as ecstasy flooded her pussy.
"Ohhhh, oooooo!" she mewled. "Eat me, darling! Eat my hot fucking cunt! Tongue it ... lick it! Oh, God ... I'm hot, so fucking hot! Suck me ... eat my pussy! Oh, Raymond, Raymond! It's good ... so fucking good!"
His tongue flew in and out of her clinging twat, fucking back and forth, then up to her burning clit. His fingers dug into her firm asscheeks, holding her up to his mouth. The hairs of her pussy tickled his nose, and he looked up at her passion-filled face and eyes.
Susan's ass gyrated furiously now, grinding frantically against his face. "Ohhh, Raymond! I love it, love it! Eat me, darling! Oh, eat my hot cunt! Ohhhh, I'm about to come, Raymond! Shove your tongue in my pussy ... fuck me with your tongue!"
Raymond stabbed his tongue deep into his wife's steamy cunt, trusting it back and forth. He could feel the spasms of it when she came.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Susan cried out loudly. "I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm coming!"
Raymond tongue-fucked her furiously as she came, hanging on to her thrashing hips, holding her ass tightly. When she slumped to the bed, he released her and crawled up beside her. He wrapped his arms about her, kissing her hard on the lips. Susan stabbed her tongue into her husband's mouth, shivering as he sucked at it.
"Come back home, Susan," he murmured when they pulled apart. "Come back home where you belong."
"I will. Oh, I will!" she sighed, happily. "Oh, darling, I've been so confused, so wrong! I'm sorry."
"There isn't anything to be sorry for," he said. "We've learned something. Now we can correct it. I love you, Susan. I don't ever want to lose you."
"Nor do I want to lose you, Raymond."
"I'll fire Ann, the first thing in the morning," he said. "I'll find a male secretary. I won't look at another woman, ever again."
"You will not fire Ann, Raymond," Susan replied, stroking his throbbing hard cock. "You'll keep her. She's a good secretary. No, you won't fire her."
"But I thought..."
"You didn't hear what I said," Susan said. "I don't mind you fucking her. Fuck her when you get a hard-on. She's a beautiful woman. I couldn't have found a better piece for you."
"You really don't mind?"
"Of course not," she laughed. "Fucking isn't love, and you damn well know it. Go fuck all you want, but just make sure you take care of my hot pussy, buster, or I'll cut that cock off and shove it up your ass!"
He laughed, hugging her tightly. "Let's go home, Susan."
"Not right now," she said, pumping on his cock. "I'm not going to let you get away with this beautiful hard-on."
"What do you propose to do with it?"
"I'm going to suck it, that's what I'm going to do with it."
She turned onto her back, pulling at him. "Get on top of me, darling. Get on top of me and stick that lovely prick in my mouth."
Raymond twisted around as he threw one leg over her head. He began licking again at her cunt as she kissed at his cock and his dangling balls. He gripped the cheeks of her ass in his hands, lifting her pussy to his mouth.
"Mmmmmm, good!" Susan murmured as she kissed and licked at his cock and balls. "You're delicious, darling! I love this big cock of yours, those hairy balls. I'm going to suck you off good! Make you come in my mouth! Oooooo, right now!"
She opened her mouth wide and pulled his cock into her wet, hot mouth. His balls dangled above her eyes, and she gripped the cheeks of his ass as she began to move her head up and down, sucking him. The heat of his cock, the hardness of it, the way it throbbed so powerfully, filled her with ecstasy. She swirled her tongue about it wildly, moaning softly with pleasure. She writhed her pussy into his face, feeling his tongue lapping at her throbbing clit.
She began to urge him to pump up and down, to fuck her in her devouring mouth. Raymond thrust up and down, sliding his hard prick between her lips as she sucked and licked his cock. He was careful not to penetrate too far, careful not to choke her. But Susan wasn't worried about that. She struggled to take it all, loving the way his balls brushed against her forehead. Susan shuddered with total ecstasy as she sucked his cock, thrilled almost mindlessly to be sucking him again.
She cupped his asscheeks tightly, her fingers near his tight asshole. She urged him to fuck faster and deeper into her mouth, and she whipped her pussy harshly against his lips.
She squirmed her ass about in his clutching hands, and felt a ripple of delight shoot through her when one of his fingers brushed at her puckered asshole. She wanted to tell Raymond to stick a finger up her ass, but at the same time didn't want to loose that sweet, hard cock in her mouth.
She devoured his prick with relish, mewling softly and passionately as he fucked up and down, banging his hairy balls on her forehead. She clung to his cock with her hot, wet lips, her tongue flying about his piss-hole. He was dripping pre-cum into her mouth, and she swallowed often, loving the taste. She waited with a racing heart for him to spew into her mouth, wanting his cum to splash over her tongue, to flow down her throat and into her stomach. When she felt him jerk inside her mouth, she knew he was ready.
With her hot lips clinging to his cock, she tasted the first spurt of his jism on her tongue--and she went wild with ecstasy. As she swallowed and sucked, she pressed a finger against his tight asshole, and it went in. She thrust her finger in and out of his asshole, fucking him there as he squirted into her mouth. She could hear her husband groan with pleasure, and she erupted with a powerful orgasm that almost shattered her senses.
They slumped together, breathing hard.
Finally, they stirred. Susan twisted about on the bed, her dress rumpled around her waist. She kissed her husband long and hard.
"It's time to go home," she whispered.