Chapter 10
The evening with the Goddards was the last time Laurie saw the older couple. Matt insisted on a four-way orgy. When Jerry protested, Matt became abusive and then when Grace intervened he blacked her eye.
They both turned on Jerry and in the course of the argument, Grace threw a drink in Jerry's face and told him he was a lousy fuck.
Matt accused Jerry of trying to take over his company and fired him on the spot. The Stanfords stormed out of the house and the next day Jerry accepted a new job.
A year passed. Jerry was doing well at the m company. Laurie was faithful and happy. Their sex life was good, if a trifle boring, but she too" each day as it came.
One day she returned home from shopping. She freshened up before starting dinner and had a quick scotch before Jerry arrived home.
Dinner was over quickly and they sat down to watch television in the den. When the phone rang, Jerry answered and when he hung up, he was smiling.
"Who was it, honey?" Laurie asked, trying to hide a yawn.
"Larry Knight. The guy at work I was telling you about. He and his wife want us to come over for a drink. They don't have far from here."
"You never mentioned his wife. Do you want me to go?"
"Yeah, he's a nice guy and we should get out more. I never met his wife, but she's probably a nice kid. Want to go?"
Laurie hesitated. Since their friendship with the Goddards had ended so disastrously, she wasn't anxious to become embroiled in a similar situation. "It's late, dear," she said finally. "Maybe another time."
"Aw, come on, hon. We haven't been getting out enough. We're both getting stale. Let's go for an hour or so. What can we lose?"
"Oh, all right."
A half hour later they were surprised when their hostesses answered the door wearing a sheer black negligee. "Hi, I'm Pam," she said, extending the hand to Jerry. Don't mind my outfit and don't peek," she giggled. "I'll keep the lights dim so nothing shows."
Laurie shot Jerry a glance as they followed the redhead into the house. Jerry raised his eyebrows and shrugged.
The house was modest, but Pam wasn't. Even with the dim lights her ass was clearly visible through the negligee. It was round and generous, as were her tits, which were also clearly visible.
Jerry took one look at her and seemed to straighten up. Laurie didn't miss the glint in his eyes as they sat down on the sofa.
"Larry will be down in a minute," Pam said, thrusting her big tits out. "Can I get you all a drink?"
They nodded dumbly and the buxom redhead fixed them drinks. By the time Laurie had finished half her drink, Larry had arrived and taken over the conversation.
"Isn't she marvelous?" he said, nodding toward his wife. "I told her to wear her prettiest outfit and she chose that. Isn't she a knockout?" He chuckled and blew her a kiss.
"Very pretty," Jerry said.
"Delightful," Laurie murmured.
Pam preened. "We've only been married six months and he can't keep his hands off me. We thought it would be nice to make friends with another couple. I swear he's gonna wear me out if we keep staying home and making out."
"Jerry's talked a lot about you," Larry said to Laurie. "And I must say you're as pretty as a picture."
"Come with me to the kitchen, Jerry," Pam said. "Help me get some ice out of that bad old freezer."
Jerry grinned and rose up in a flash. "You bet."
When Laurie and Larry were alone, he moved closer to her on the sofa. "What's to do in this town for kicks?" he said, leering at her tits.
He's coming on to me, she thought, automatically bringing her legs together. "It depends on what you enjoy doing," she said.
In a moment his hand was up her skirt and he was stroking her warm thigh. "They'll be in there for a while," he said. "How about you and me getting acquainted."
Laurie was tempted. She missed the old days when she had a different lover every day. She came whenever Jerry fucked her, but their sex life was getting boring.
Larry saw her hesitation and nuzzled her neck. "Come on, baby. You don't look like you're so innocent."
"If Jerry comes in and sees you touching me, he'll be very angry."
"Did you miss the outfit on my wife?" he snickered. "Jerry couldn't take his eyes off her."
"Her negligee is a bit unorthodox to wear in front of strangers. But truly, I don't think you ought to keep your hand there."
"Want to bet Pam's got Jerry's cock out by now? Hey, listen, I know you two aren't so straight. People talk in this town. What about it? Want to test your old man out?" When Laurie hesitated, he took her hand and led her from the room.
Her heart pounded when they peeked inside the kitchen. As Larry predicted, Pam and Jerry were kissing. Her negligee was open and Jerry's hands were all over her. He was pawing her tits and squeezing her ass while they exchanged tongues.
Another wild couple, Laurie though. Well, maybe we need a little excitement in our lives.
"I guess you were right," she said to Larry.
"Isn't she great?" he said.
As they stood and watched, Larry's hand moved up her leg. When she glanced dwon, she saw his fly was open.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
"Ssshhh, watch Pammy. She's so damn seductive."
Larry stood behind Laurie, his prick pressed against her ass. In the kitchen, his wife had bunched her negligee up around her waist.
"You've got a great ass too," Larry said. "I bet you think we're wild, but I had a hunch from something Jerry said that you two swing too."
"Oh, Lord," Laurie breathed as Jerry began fucking Pam from the rear.
"You swing," Larry hissed in her ear. "Admit it. Look at him hump her. My Pam is going to cut his prick with her pussy."
"Ssshhh," Laurie said. "I want to watch."
She had never seen Jerry fuck another woman. Now she wanted to see everything. She was excited by the sight and not a big jealous. She loved watching her husband's prick disappear inside another woman's cunt.
Suddenly Larry made her bend down and in a moment his cock was inside her. In the kitchen, Pam was bent down over the table while Jerry shoved his big prick inside her, and her steady moaning attested to the fact that she was enjoying herself.
"We better hurry so they won't miss us," Jerry hissed.
"They won't miss us," Pam said. "Larry's probably got his cock out by now."
"God, do you think he's coming on to Laurie?"
"What do you think they're doing?" the redhead giggled. "Say, do you dig ass?"
"Do I?" Jerry quickly withdrew from her cunt, stepped back slightly and pried her asscheeks apart.
"Oh, my God!" Laurie hissed out in the hall when he drove his prick into the redhead's asshole.
Pam flung her ass back to meet his thrusts and at the same time she played with her massive tits.
"You're a good fuck," Pam said. "I sure hope your wife is being good to Larry."
Larry was still fucking Laurie from behind. At the sound of her name, Laurie giggled. "Do you have any complaints?" she said to Larry.
He reached around and grabbed her tits. "None, baby," he said, pulling on her swollen-nipples. "Oh, Jesus, hold on!"
Unconsciously Laurie pushed forward, shoving the door to the kitchen wide open. Laurie and Larry, still locked together, fell onto the floor. Jerry and Pam looked up. Pam shrieked and Jerry rammed his prick into Pam's asshole.
"Wake up, honey, wake up," Jerry said.
Laurie's eyes popped open. "Was I sleeping?" she yawned.
"You bet. I was on the phone so long you dropped off. Come on up to bed. Boy, you were yelling about something. You must have been having a wild dream."
She blinked several times. "Do you work with someone named Larry?"
"No. There's a Barry though."
"No Larry and no Pam," she said drowsily as she rose up and staggered across the room. "I just had the silliest dream."
The next day Laurie thought about her dream and was tempted to phone Dr. Abel to discuss it. She decided against it. She hadn't talked to Harry in almost a year and her dream was just that, a silly dream. Nothing to get upset about.
But her pussy twitched as she went about her household chores. She needed fucking and she needed it from a stranger. Did she dare to cheat on Jerry? Did she dare take the chance on jeopardizing her marriage?
She got so busy with her housework she stopped thinking about sex. Better to be a little horny than get involved in cheating again.
At noon she stopped for lunch. Buddy was dropping by later to help her move some cartons out of the basement. She hadn't seen the teenager in months and wondered if he would expect to be paid in sex.
She didn't bother changing. She wore an old tee-shirt and jeans. No bra or panties. When she finished her sandwich, Buddy rang the bell. She purposely treated him coolly as she showed him down to the basement.
As usual he stared at her tits and ass with hot eyes. But she remained withdrawn and left him alone to do his work while she continued cleaning the house.
When he was through, he came upstairs. Her pussy creamed as she gazed at him. The dream last night had made her horny.
Now she offered him a coke and then went for her purse. "It's nice to see you again," she said.
"I won't be doing this work much longer," he said as she pressed some bills into his hand.
"Why, are you going away?"
"I'm going into the Army." He cleared his throat and puffed out his chest. "I'll be eighteen next month."
"It's hard to believe," she said. "It seem only yesterday that you ..."
"And you let me ... " He bit his lip. "Aren't we ever gonna do it again?"
"Oh, Buddy, I don't think so."
She stepped back and hit the wall. He followed her. "You don't talk to me any more or anything," he said gruffly.
"It's best if we forget what we used to do," she said, reaching out and stroking his cheek.
"Can we fuck one more time!"
She knew in that moment she couldn't refuse him. She wanted it too. "I guess one more time is okay," she said.
He pressed up against her and they kissed. He touched her tits, bruising her with his eagerness. Soon they were on the sofa in the den, writhing in each other's arms.
What am I doing? the brunette thought. Jerry makes me come and he fucks me ah the time. Why am I letting this happen?
Because you need variety, that's why, the little voice inside her said. You can fool yourself, but you can't fool me.
Damn you, go away and leave me alone! I don't need you any more.
When she pulled her tee-shirt over her head, Buddy made a bee-line for her tits. Although he hadn't sucked them for months, she still had wonderful memories of his tit-sucking.
"Stick it in," she said. "I don't want to take too much time."
"Jesus, you never used to want me to rush things."
"I've changed in the past year. Come on. Stick it in."
The boy was humiliated when he brought his prick out. It was limp. He fingered the root. "I guess you made me nervous."
"It happens to everyone sometimes." She lay on top of him and peppered his chest with kisses. "We'll make it hard. Have I ever failed you?"
"No," he said, his voice deeper than she remembered.
Stretching out on her back, she spread her legs and deliberately opened her cuntlips. "Touch me," she said. "Make love to me and your cock will respond."
With a crooked smile he touched her beaver and moved his fingers over her slick folds. "Should I stick my finger in?" he said. "Yes, fuck me with your finger," she said. He was about to thrust a finger into her snatch when she sat up and grabbed his arm. "No one has a cunt like you," he said as she guided his finger into her gash.
She lay her head back down on the pillow. "Aaaahhhh," she said. "You have a very nice finger, Buddy."
His finger burrowed inside her pussy. He felt around her buttery insides and used his thumb on her clit.
"Eat me," she sighed, letting her legs fall open.
He gazed up at her, his face flushed and his finger buried inside her. "Yeah, sure," he said. "Yeah, I want to."
"You always used to like to eat me," she said.
He lay down flat on his belly. She pulled her knees back while he pressed his lips to her gash.
Gazing down at between her tits, she watched the boy's face as he raised his head. He smirked as once again he lowered his face between her thighs.
God, I've missed this, she thought.
Of course you have, her inner voice said. And what about the others? What about Harry and Greg? You know you want to fuck them. And Grace? You love sucking cunt once in a while. Don't deny it. It's a fact.
"No!" she cried.
Buddy raised his head. "Huh?"
She pushed his head back down. "Keep sucking."
She wriggled her ass as the teenager's tongue flicked over her clit. I can't help it, Jerry, she thought. I need a lot of sex. I truly do.
"That's good sucking, darling," she said.
His tongue explored her cunt while his fingers explored her ass. She draped one leg on the back of the sofa and the other over his back.
"Just another minute," she said. "I'll bet your cock's hard."
"Yeah, it's hard, all right."
Oh, Jerry, forgive me, she thought. I just couldn't resist.
You didn't want to resist, her inner voice said.
"Oh, Buddy, you're making me come!"
Grabbing her thighs, the boy vibrated his tongue over her clit as she came. When she stopped shaking, he pressed his mouth against her cunt and caught his breath.
He wiped his mouth on his arm as he climbed over her. "Let's fuck," he said.
"Give me a minute," she said, but in spite of her protests, he pinned her down and moved his prick to her pussy.
"I can't wait," he said, guiding his cock to her still-spasming cunt.
She let out a gasp. "Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Put it in!"
He began stroking. She loved being pounded after having her pussy licked. How she had missed all this! She was grateful that her sex life with Jerry had improved, but she knew now she needed more than one man and probably always would.
She squirmed frantically beneath him. The boy wouldn't last long. She could sense his approaching climax. He thrust his hips back and forth as his cock exploded inside her.
"Keep fucking!" she cried. "Keep fucking me! Keep fucking!"
With a final thrust, they were through and the teenager collapsed on top of her.
Later, after he left, Laurie went upstairs to shower and change. Tomorrow I'll phone Greg and tell him I'm available again. Then I'll surprise Harry by dropping in at his office. I love Jerry, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him.
Keep the cunt active, her inner voice said.
Keep your cunt active and you'll always be happy.
