Chapter 2
Janet lay stiffly in bed, pretending to read the book she was holding, but in reality she was watching Dave as he hung up his clothes and got ready for bed. There had been a strained, silent tension between them since he had come home-late, as usual!
The lovely blonde watched her well-built husband strip down his briefs, and for an instant she stared at his long, limp penis. But old habits die hard, and she quickly looked away. She knew he was headed for the bed and shifted uncomfortably, wishing he would wear pajamas.
Janet knew that it was prudish and Victorian of her to be uncomfortable because her husband slept in the nude, but she couldn't help it, that was the way it made her feel.
The wide bed creaked and shifted slightly as
Dave slipped under the covers. She felt his leg brush against hers and ignored it. Jan waited uncomfortably for a few seconds to see if he would speak to her. When he didn't, she tried to interest herself in the book, but trying to take her mind off of her problems by reading was hopeless. She was still irritated with him. Tonight, of all nights, he'd come home very late, just when she needed him!
Just thinking about it made a lewd pleasure sizzle deep in her belly. The afternoon and the evening had been terrible for her. No matter what she'd tried to do to distract herself, she would end up thinking about the terrible thing she'd seen in the garage, and then thinking about Tommy. Jan was terribly ashamed of herself, ashamed of using the boy, her son, as the object of her masturbation fantasy. She'd needed Dave today, needed his support and his presence, but he'd been out with Verna Fields!
Jan realized she had just read the same paragraph for the fifth time and she still didn't know what it said. The beautiful wife petulantly snapped the book shut and threw it on the night stand, then she shut off the reading lamp, plunging the bedroom into total darkness. There was a heavy silence in the room but Janet knew that Dave was awake. He was lying there waiting, just as she was!
Finally Dave broke the silence. His deep baritone shocked her and made her heart flutter in the darkness. "Are you all right, honey?" For an instant Jan stiffened and refused to answer him, but she knew that was the action of a child.
"I'm ... fine, Dave, but I do wish you would ... try to get home earlier ... for the children's sake," she added lamely.
Dave's low chuckle stung her and she would have rolled away from him if his hand hadn't found hers in the dark and held it.
"You mean you wish I wouldn't see so much of Verna, don't you?" When Jan refused to answer that, he went on again, but this time she heard the faint edge of anger in his voice. "It's part of my business, Jan. You know that as well as I do. I have to keep an important client like Verna Fields happy, you know."
Jan tried not to say it, but the words snapped out of her mouth before she could catch them. "Please, Dave, don't play games with me. Is it really your job to be with her all the time? To ... to do it to her so often?"
Dave snapped back at her, not giving her a chance to get set. "Damn it, Jan, say what you mean! If you mean fuck, say fuck! Sometimes you sound like a prissy little girl!" He didn't give her a chance to reply, he just slapped and punched at her with more words. "Yes! Yes it is my job to fuck Verna all she wants! Besides, my dear sweet wife, it's not just a job!"
Jan tried to pull away from him but he still held her wrist, and instead of letting her go, he began to pull her toward him. "It's not all job, honey. Fucking and sucking with a woman like Verna could hardly be classed as hard labor!"
Before she realized what was happening, Jan found herself lying close to Dave's naked body. Even through the fabric of her nightgown she could feel his body heat. It seemed to surround her and envelop her with its steamy musk.
"Pl-please Dave ... don't talk to me about that! You know it upsets me." The words sounded dull, like a tired ritual chant. She couldn't put any real outrage or anger behind them, and it sounded as if she were just protesting out of habit.
"Baby, listen to me," Dave whispered. His hand left her wrist and slipped around her smooth shoulders. Jan heard the serious tone in his voice and stopped trying to pull away. "We've got to settle this thing. We can't keep pushing the problem away and pretending it isn't there! I love you so much, Jan, but you're driving me away from you with this shy virgin queen routine!"
Jan felt the solid strength of his arm surrounding her .and admitted that she loved it, but at the same time she felt his penis stir and begin to grow against her silky belly. She wanted to react to the love in his voice but didn't know how.
"I suppose that Verna doesn't give you any problems," Jan said. She heard the catty malice in her voice but still she couldn't stop herself. "I'm sure that black-haired bitch lets you have anything you want, doesn't she? Does she give you good blow-jobs, Dave? Is she the best cocksucker in your stable?" She could see the cold anger that her jabs sparked in him and shivered. She'd never used terms like that in her life!
For a moment they both paused. Both were shocked by the bitter foul words that had spilled out of her mouth. Dave recovered first and Jan was more than a little shocked to feel his organ snap to full erection. She heard the brittle excitement in his voice, and felt herself drawn forward until her breasts were mashed against him.
"Verna is a sexy lady, Jan. You couldn't begin to understand what it is that makes her tick. I know her pretty damn well by now, and I'm not sure I know." His hand slid down her back until it found the firm cheeks of her bottom. She shivered again and tried to ignore the sparks of obscene pleasure that began to float up her spine as his strong fingers kneaded and petted her there. "Sure, she gives good blow jobs, Jan! The woman has a great mouth and she loves to suck-can you believe that? Can you believe a woman honest enough to admit that she-likes sex as much as a man?"
Jan wanted to answer him. She felt the anger boil up in her, but Dave's fingers seemed to be drawing the anger from her and squeezing and mauling it until it became something else, something uncomfortably like deep sexual desire.
"Verna loved being fucked, too, Jan. Just think, she-likes it!" Dave seemed to enjoy talking to her like this. His hips began to move, pressing his pelvis upward, making his heavy prick rub against her belly. "She loves it any way she can get it, too, baby-on top, on the bottom, on her back or on her belly! She loves cock, baby. Isn't that just terrible?"
The biting sarcasm in his voice nipped at Jan but she still couldn't fight back. Dave's fingers had worked in between the smooth cheeks of her buttocks and had managed to slip into her fringed love slot from the rear. The beautiful blonde couldn't control her body's reaction and she felt her hips begin to slowly revolve and force her pelvis up against her husband's heavy slab of meat.
"Verna even-likes it in the ass, Janet. Are you listening to me? Verna likes being fucked in the ass!" The litany of dirty words and images spewed out of Dave's mouth and wormed and wiggled into her defenseless ear as his fingers turned and twisted between the wet folds of her sex. She shuddered and moaned as her excitement went higher, burning past barriers that had been built in her mind for most of a lifetime! "Verna Fields even-likes big fat cocks shoved up inside her hot, tight little ass-hole, baby. Think about it! Think about how you'd like that!" Dave had managed to tug her gown up until it was wadded under her armpits, leaving her lush body open to his touch. Jan squirmed as the coarse hairs of his chest teased and scratched at her sensitive nipples, scrubbing them until they stood hard and pointed against him.
"Think about the difference between the two of you, baby," Dave whispered as he began slowly pushing her back. Jan felt herself being pressed flat. His hand moved down between her thighs, spreading them, stroking the tender flesh. "Think of the difference. Verna loves being balled any way she can get it and you scream if I try anything but the good old missionary style!"
Dave was on his knees, sliding in between her parted thighs. Jan heard his voice hissing and echoing in her ears but for some strange reason his vulgar language and obscene thoughts didn't upset her as much as they should have. Instead of being revolted, Jan found her excitement climbing notch by notch with each verbal slap at her dignity. This had never happened to her before-never!
"Oh baby, oh sweet baby," Dave murmured as his solid weight descended on "her. Jan tried to speak but when she opened her mouth all that came out was a deep, gushing sigh! She felt the broad glans find the center of her slit and thrust in. Another groaning sigh escaped her as he pressed forward, his thick cock spreading the slick, lubricated walls of her vagina. His hands caught her behind the knees and began to lift.
Jan knew that she should protest, but as her smooth thighs were being pressed back, she felt herself opening to him, allowing more of him into her, and she felt the thick column of his cock rubbing deliciously against her swelling clitty.
"Ooooo, that's so nice," Jan was forced to whimper, and she wondered why she'd always refused him this before. It was lovely, it was exciting!
"Aggghhh, you feel so tight," Dave whispered as he slowly began to thrust, then retreat in her. Jan gasped and felt her fingers digging into the firm muscles of his arms. "Move, honey, wiggle your pretty bottom. Make it nice for both of us!"
Normally she would have been offended by that crude request but tonight a new hunger was stirring inside of her, a puzzling and somewhat frightening hunger, and she felt her sleek hips begin to squirm and roll under him as he plunged in and out of her delightfully stretched and filled pussy.
"I'll tell you more about Verna if you want me to," Dave said. His voice sounded harsh and ragged as the pace increased. Jan didn't want to hear any more but she didn't trust herself to speak; and he took her silence as agreement. He pressed his wet lips close against her ear and began to whisper in a low, dirty tone.
"Verna likes girl, too! I watched her with a friend one night. Oooo, you just wouldn't believe what that woman can do to another lady!" Jan felt her heart begin to hammer at her rib cage as if it was trying to tear loose from the rest of her body! Why was this filth he was telling her so exciting?
"She sucks and nibbles between a woman's legs until she screams for mercy. I watched her bring that woman off four times before she stopped that night!"
Jan felt a deep, guttural moan rising up in her throat, and it was out of her mouth and echoing in the darkness before she could stop it. She felt the lewd excitement bubbling inside of her as a mental image of Verna Fields crouched between another woman's splayed thighs popped into her brain. She imagined the woman's red tongue buried in a thick blonde patch of pubic curls and shuddered uncontrollably. The image was so clear, so perfect in every detail, that it was hard not to believe she hadn't actually witnessed it. As Dave's wide, firm cock moved faster and faster in her clamping, gripping love sheath, she watched the full, busy blonde pubis jerk and writhe under the last flicks of her rival's tongue. The bubbling passions seethed in her and she clung to her groaning, panting husband's shoulders. She'd never been so excited in her life!
"Ohhh ... aggghhh!! ! " Dave's rapid, sledgehammer strokes jolted her body, making her fine, firm breasts bounce and sway as his groans told her he was cumming, even before she felt the first hot gush of his essence inside her cunt.
Jan whimpered and bucked under the overpowering thrusts of Dave's spouting prick. His thick cum oiled her, making the fat stalk glide so beautifully in her, but her bewildered mind was still caught in the obscene dream of one woman sucking and loving another. She allowed her eyes to creep up the image of the other woman's body, the pitch of her excitement growing with each passing moment. Jan knew it was wrong and dirty to think about things like this, knew she shouldn't do it, but there was something so familiar, so real about the jerking, humping body that she couldn't stop. She had to know. It wasn't until she managed to see the contorted, lust-filled face and shrieked a panicked denial that she understood.
"Ohhhh no, it's not, no!" But there was no mistake, Jan saw her own face as the shadow image of Verna gobbled and sucked between her spraddled thighs! She was going to cry out again, but instead of words she heard her voice moan and squeal as the first ripping shock of orgasm swept over her.
"Aaaaiiieeee!! ! "
A single ray of sunshine filtered in through the shade tree outside and played across her closed eyelids. Jan murmured sleepily and rolled over to cuddle up against Dave's warm body, but the other side of the bed was empty. The lovely blonde sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Her thick hair was tousled and she had to brush it back so she could see. She glanced quickly at the clock. It was almost nine! Dave had left the house almost an hour ago. Why hadn't he called her to make his breakfast?
Jan turned her head and saw the note pinned to Dave's pillow.
"Good morning, sleepy! You looked so comfortable that I didn't want to wake you. Regarding to last night-WOW!"
Even as she smiled at the cheerful note, Jan felt the warm flush of embarrassment cover her face. "Last night"-those two simple words brought back everything that had happened yesterday! For a few moments the beautiful blonde sat still in the rumpled bed, allowing her memory to race back over the exciting, furious act of love she had shared with her husband. Then she sighed and allowed herself to slump back, letting the thick sensuous memory wash over her. She was aware of the tiny flame that flickered to life deep in her vagina and for the first time in her life she enjoyed it. Before this moment Janet had always been ashamed of her body and its needs and had always tried to supporess them and will them to go away. Now she simply lay still and enjoyed the sensation of her healthy, lush body coming to life!
". . . she sucks and nibbles between a woman's legs until she screams for mercy."
Dave's torrid whispers had inflamed her then, and they did the same for her now! Jan couldn't lay still as the lewd memories flashed and darted through her mind. She felt the plump lips of her vulva swell and grow hot with blood as her excitement grew, and the swelling, tingling little knot of her love bud drew her fingers down against it just as surely as a magnet attracts steel. Jan was laying back, propped up against a pillow, when her rounded bottom began to make tiny motions. She enjoyed the feel of her silky, naked buttocks rubbing against the smooth sheet. A slow, warm smile spread across her lovely face as she savored the delicious sensation of her finger vibrating against her clitoris. It was lewd and naughty to do this to herself, but it felt so good!
Everything was wonderful until Tommy's handsome young body slipped into view before she could censor it! In her aroused mind's eye she moved toward him. Neither of them would have to say a word-they would know! Jan shuddered and felt her dark pink nipples grow into throbbing spikes as she imagined her fingers curling around her son's prick. The flame between her thighs became an inferno!
For a full moment she lay there like that, her smooth thighs splayed wide as her finger worked in and out of her dripping, coral-hued slot, her blue eyes wide and staring at the ceiling as she dreamt of the lewd, obscene things she could do with her Tommy!" Then she shuddered and stared down at her hand, as if it was the first time she actually realized she was masturbating, and she jerked it away as she jumped up from the bed!
"Ohhhhhh my god!" It wasn't until she heard her hoarse words that she realized that she had spoken out loud. She whirled away from the bed and hurried toward her closet but was stopped in mid-stride by her image in the full-length mirror by the door.
"Slut! Mindless, vile whore," she said to herself in a low, deliberate voice. The image of herself didn't answer, just stared back at her with deep, dilated blue eyes. She was naked and there was nothing she could hide from her searching gaze. She saw her darkened and erect nipples, saw the swollen look of her full breasts and stared with shock at the tangled, wet mass of her thick blonde pubic fur! She had never looked so wild in her life, she'd never felt so wild in her life!
"Stop it, oh please God, let me stop it now," she whimpered as she tore herself away from the wild vision of her body and hurried into the bathroom. Moving as quickly as she could she turned on the shower and slipped under it. The jets of hot water stung and burned her excited flesh. She scrubbed at herself roughly, trying to hurt the aroused feeling away, but the rough treatment didn't stop the insistent ache in her belly nor the itching, crawling need she felt in the depths of her wet, lubricated vagina. Even as she toweled herself dry and ripped at her tangled hair with a brush, the raw animal hunger worked and gnawed in her and the intensity of her feelings terrified her.
"Routine, that's what will help. Do the things you always do, that will stop this." Jan told herself that over and over, but it didn't help much. She hurried down the hall and into the kitchen. Working swiftly she prepared the pancake batter and laid out the bacon. She was just heating up the frying pan when she heard footsteps behind her. Her frayed nerves twanged and she turned around so quickly that she startled Mia as she walked into the kitchen.
"Ohhh ... it is just I. . . me, Mother," the little girl said quickly. Jan saw the nervous look on the girl's face and was ashamed. She moved quickly to Mia and hugged her hard, far harder and longer than she'd intended.
"I'm sorry, honey, you just startled me, that's all. I'm sorry." She impulsively kissed Mia on the lips, then remembered how the lovely child had sucked at Jimmy's fat cock just the day before!
Jan had to fight herself to keep from jerking her arms away from Mia. She tried to appear calm and under control as she went back to the stove. She doesn't know what she did. She's so young that she didn't know, she told herself. She dripped some butter onto the hot pan and tried to sound normal. "Are you very hungry this morning, dear? I'll have breakfast ready in just a few minutes."
"Oh, I have already eaten with Daddy," Mia said brightly, a wide smile lighting up her face. "But Tommy was not up. I think that he will require breakfast." Mia was moving to the door when she spoke again. "I must hurry. Some of the girls I met the other day are going to teach me the game of tennis. Is that not wonderful?"
Before Jan could reply, Mia was gone. Only the faintly stilted phrases of her English hung in the air where she'd been standing.
Jan stood by the stove, her fork still poised in mid-air as she stared at the empty doorway. One thing was on her mind, an idea that she couldn't banish. She and Tommy were alone in the house!
Jan stood in the hallway outside his door for a long time. She nervously clutched at the dressing gown she wore, hugging it close to her, aware of its silky fabric rubbing across her naked flesh. After what seemed like an eternity, she moved to the door and pressed her ear against it, listening for sounds of movement on the other side, but there were none. She considered calling out to him but for some reason she couldn't solve her problem that simply. She knew she had to go into his room. Something inside her was making her go in there.
The latch clicked and she stepped noiselessly into the darkened room. There was a little light filtering in through the closed drapes but it still took her a few moments to adjust her eyes. She stood motionless, not five feet from Tommy's bed. As her sight sharpened, she felt as if a giant fist had closed around her throat and her lungs! She wanted to scream, wanted to run away, but she was rooted on the spot and couldn't move a muscle!
Tommy lay sprawled on his back. The light covers had been kicked aside and for the first time Jan realized that her adopted son slept in the nude! Jan still felt frozen. Only her eyes could move and she didn't seem to have any control over them. She focused on his lean, handsome face, the dark black hair, the high cheekbones, then his full, sensuous lips.
She tried to shut her eyes but they wouldn't close as they slid away from Tommy's face, down over his smooth hairless chest, and across his lean, flat stomach. The beautiful housewife felt the muscles in her belly and her long thighs shake, and that awful flame was burning brightly in her damp vagina! One last time, she tried to tear herself away from there. She felt as if she were drowning, and that this was her last chance to save herself!
"Ohhhhh, it's beautiful," Jan whispered deep in her soul as her shameless eyes moved slowly, lovingly over her son's erect phallus. She'd heard that men often awoke with an erection but had never believed it until now. Even in the dim light of the room, Tommy's thick, pulpy glans seemed to glow a dull, fiery red. She stared intently at his prick, as if she were trying to memorize each round, swollen curve. After the cap came the shaft. It reminded her of fine old ivory. Not a hair marred its firm contours. Tommy wasn't as thick and big as Dave but he looked so terribly long! Jan felt her belly tremble as she stared at him but she realized that it didn't frighten her nearly as much as Dave's adult spear did!
Suddenly Jan felt herself moving forward. She didn't want to do it, all of her moral sense screamed for her to stop before it was too late, but it was useless. Her body was deaf to her morality. Her entire being was focused on the long, hard penis that stood tall and seemed to be calling out to her.
Jan's knees made a thumping sound as she knelt beside the bed. Her robe fell open and her conical breasts felt hard and swollen as they mashed up against the side of the boy's bed. You shouldn't do this-you know how wrong it is, the voice of reason murmured in her ear. But the words were dull and meaningless up against the allure of Tommy's firm flesh. Ohhhh, for god's sake be careful, the voice pleaded. Don't wake him-he must never know about this, never!
Jan's fingers trembled as her hand crept forward. It was just the way she'd imagined it. Finger by finger she cautiously fitted her hand to him, thrilling at the heat of his swollen rod of flesh. Her vagina was streaming fresh warm lubrication now, and the shapely blonde felt the excess running down the tender flesh of her inner thighs as her hand moved slowly up and down the exciting length of the sleeping boy's penis.
Tommy stirred and mumbled something. A soft smile played at the corners of his mouth but he didn't wake. For seconds that felt like eons, Jan crouched there. Despite her fright she didn't take her hand away from him. Even knowing how close she was to being caught, she couldn't make herself stop.
"Slowly, do it slowly," the beautiful woman told herself as she gently began to frig her sleeping son's erection. He sighed again and the smile grew wider. She saw a shining drop of his lubricating juice well up in the swollen slit of the glans, then run down the silky cap and onto the shaft. Jan bent her head down so she could follow the drop's progress, until she realized that her lips were only inches away from him.
Suddenly brilliant flashes went off in Jan's mind and she saw disjointed images of little Mia crouching before Jimmy Williams. She moaned softly as she remembered her daughter's delighted grunts and sights of pleasure as she ate the boy, and her own lips were parting to form an oval as she descended the last inch to the delicious-looking glans!
Jan felt an electric shock snap along her spine as her opened lips pressed against the damp crown of Tommy's cock. It felt so strange, but not strange enough to stop her, and the last frail threads of her self-control snapped as she pressed forward, allowing the satiny knob to invade her mouth and lie hot and pulsating against her tongue. The movement of his silky flesh across her lips made the nerve endings there tingle, and that sensation made the hairs at the back of her neck crawl with excitement.
For a long moment Jan didn't move. She was so shocked at the enormity of what she was doing that she was paralyzed. But Tommy's sweet prick called out to her and she couldn't resist. Once, then once again, she lovingly sucked at it. She felt the excited gush of her own juices wetting her vulva and she sucked again, trying to imitate the slow, bobbing motion that Jimmy had taught Mia. She gulped and then swallowed and was shocked when she felt the slightly thickened fluid slipping down her throat. She knew it contained some of Tommy's lube and was surprised that the idea didn't make her ill.
Jan sucked a little harder, enjoying the feel of his firm meat filling her mouth, making her feel complete and contented. But then Tommy groaned and lifted his pelvis, and Jan was shocked to feel his hand drop down on the back of her head!
She pulled her dripping lips away from him and leapt to her feet. Her heart was thundering in her chest as she whirled and dashed from the room. The terror of being caught drove her down the hall and didn't leave her until she was in her room, with the door safely shut behind her.
Jan pressed her fevered flesh against the cold wood of the door as she scrubbed at her wet lips with the back of her hand, trying to wipe away the shame with the dampness!