Chapter 8
When she got home she had to put on a good act. She carried it off well.
"My tennis lessons went well today," she told her husband.
"That's nice," he assured her. "I only hope that you can always save time to come home and fix dinner for me."
"You don't have to worry about that any," she assured him.
At this point Jan was certain her husband was not at all suspicious of what she was doing. She once more used the TV dinners and he noticed this.
"You don't cook any more like you used to do," he shook his head. "I'm tired of those frozen dinners."
"I suppose you expect me to slave over a hot stove all day," she quipped.
He turned around and went into the living room and turned on the television.
After dinner he got to talking to her.
"I was thinking, honey," he told her, "that maybe you would like to join a suburban swap club I heard about at the office today."
"I'm not interested," she told him.
"Oh, baby doll," he complained, "you might find some man who would really turn you on. I wouldn't care if you found a stud who'd really satisfy you. And I'm sure you wouldn't care if I found a chick who gave me a good time."
"Maybe I'm just happy with you, Len dear," she smiled up at him.
He shook his head.
"Are you really?"
"Certainly, love," she smiled. "You know how much I adore you."
"Why don't we go to bed early tonight?" he suggested. "Then maybe we could have a little sex."
She went to the bathroom and decided to draw some water in the tub. She slid out of her clothes and as she bent over to check the tub water Len looked at her ass.
"Stay right there," he said as he gripped her bare bottom, "and let me lick you."
Dropping to his knees he licked her bare behind.
He gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"Oh, baby doll," he told her, "I can't wait to stick my dick up your ass."
She turned around and smiled at him.
"Right now I'm going to take a bath, if you don't mind. I want to relax before sex."
She sat in the tub and a moment later her husband removed his shorts and joined her. He was hard all right and she knew he was aching to stick his penis into her. However, she thought she ought to postpone it as long as possible to keep him on the cliff on climax. In the meantime she figured she would wangle a few things out of him that she wanted.
"I was thinking about that tired sofa in our living room," she smiled seductively, "couldn't we replace it?"
Len reached over to play with her hot bosoms. Then his hands slid down to play with her vagina.
"Of course you could," he told her, "why not?"
As long as she allowed him to do anything he wanted to it was obvious she could get a few things now and then. However, she had to be cagey about it. Reaching for his cock, she pulled on it.
"You'll never know how happy I am."
"Over my prick?" Len asked, his eyes lighting up.
"No," she shook her head, "over my sofa."
Len didn't appreciate her humor.
"When I'm trying to enjoy your hand on my cock," he complained, "I don't want you trying to badger me for new furniture."
"Did I do that?" Jan asked innocently.
"You would do anything you could to get what you want out of me," he nodded. "I know you too well."
Jan didn't care for Len to elaborate. She knew he was telling the truth. She stepped out of the tub and he dried her off. She dried him off and then they walked together to the bedroom.
"I've got a great way to fuck your ass tonight," he smiled, "and you're gonna love it. I'm going to play with your pussy with my fingers while I'm stabbing it up your ass. You'll have to lie on your back."
"Honey," she smiled, "let me coat your cock with KY. That's the best way to begin."
She took Len's penis in her hand and uncapping the KY, applied some.
"Now it's nice and slick," she smiled, "and it'll slide up there real easy."
She wasn't going to waste any time. She raised her legs so her husband could slip his thighs underneath her ass cheeks. Then he parted her ass crack and slowly slipped his slick cock inside.
"Stab it in there and get it over with," she begged him.
Len jabbed forward. The big slippery cock plunged up her ass-hole. "You're hurting me," she complained. No sooner had she said that, however, than the pleasure began. She enjoyed him sliding rhythmically up her as his hands reached for her pussy. Slipping two fingers into her vagina he began playing with her.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you're beautiful. Grind your hips. That's the way I want you to do it. Fuck."
She was getting it two ways and loving it.
"This is wonderful," Jan panted. "I like getting my ass fucked and your hands on my pussy at the same time. Oh, give it to me."
Her hips were writhing as his cock stabbed her behind and his fingers continued manipulating her pussy.
"Love me," she begged eagerly, "oh, baby, love me."
Len loved her all right. In his own fashion. His cock rammed up her rectum as far as it could go. She wiggled on his pole and he went on pushing.
"Your ass muscles are really working," he told her. "You're getting better at this all the time. The more I fuck your ass the better you are."
"Perhaps should fuck me more often," she said sarcastically.
Len laughed. He knew that the only reason he didn't was because he couldn't get it up more often.
His fingers went on working expertly in her pussy. He was timing his finger movements to his cock stabs.
"I'm cuming," he cried ecstatically. "Oh, baby, I made it. I'm shooting."
The hot cream shot out of his penis.
"Oh, fuck it off," he panted. "Grab it with your ass. Twist it. Grind your hips. That's it, baby. Fuck me."
Jan kept rotating her hips. Len loved the sensation.
"Oh, sweetheart, I'm getting you there, too," he winked.
His fingers pinched her love button and she gushed.
"Fuck it," she begged, "fuck it some more." Len went on jabbing his cock up her ass. She continued twisting.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "that's beautiful. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. That's just the way I like it, fuck it."
She was providing him with all the pleasure that he could ever want.
"You know how much I love you, tiger," she told him nervously. "I really do adore you."
He pulled his fingers out of her snatch and then she eased off his cock.
"Why do you look at me like that?" she asked him as she walked away.
"You're so beautiful," he replied, "it worries me. I think that any man would go ape if he saw you undressed. I hope you never betray me."
"Would I do a thing like that?" Jan smiled as she turned around, happily displaying her nude body to see if she could excite her husband some more.
"You might," he told her. "It's happened."
Jan thought of that the following day when she was at the car wash. There was a handsome dark-skinned Mexican boy who turned her on. She figured if she could get him alone for a few moments she could enjoy sucking on his penis.
"What is your name?" she asked him.
"Manuel," he replied.
"Manuel," she told him, "you probably work very hard here."
"It's not too difficult," he insisted.
"I've got an idea," she smiled. "How would you like to wash some walls at my place and make a little extra money?"
"I'm so fed up with this place," the Mexican boy told her frankly, "I could walk off this job."
"It's worth forty dollars to me to get a little help," she told him.
"I'm with you," he assured her.
Manuel came with her to her home. When he got there he recalled that he didn't have any work clothes.
"Just wear your shorts," she suggested.
Manuel peeled off his clothes down to his shorts. She got a pail of water and handed it to him. As he flexed his muscles while he washed the walls, she got hotter and hotter.
"You have a great build," she told him. "I guess you work out."
"Every chance I get," he smiled as he went on washing the walls.
"I'll bet the chicks are crazy about you," she smiled at him.
"I get my share of pussy," he told her bluntly.
"Are you a good pussy eater?"
Manuel broke out laughing.
"Sure, I like to stick my tongue in a gorgeous girl's twat. Who doesn't?"
"I'm a gorgeous girl," she volunteered. "How about sticking your tongue in my pussy?"
By this time Jan was undressing. When Manuel saw what she really wanted he was more than willing to service her. He pulled off his shorts hastily. A couple of strokes on his cock and it was rigid.
"I don't want you to stick your prick in first," she insisted. "I want you to lick it."
"All right," he agreed, "I'll lick it and get it nice and juicy. You'll really like it."
Manuel's hot tongue slid along her slit. Plunging his tongue into her vagina he whipped it vigorously this way and that.
"Eat my box," she begged. "Oh, honey, stick your tongue in there. Now you're doing it. Love me."
Manuel was kneeling. He didn't mind. He wanted to clasp her ass cheeks and let his tongue slip inside her. But now he had to have her.
Pulling his tongue out of her, he told her, "I want to fuck you standing up. Throw your legs around me, baby, and I'll slip it to you."
Having never been fucked in this position before, Jan was eager to learn what it would be like. She threw one leg around his waist and wrapped the other leg around him too. His cock plunged into her vagina smoothly. She loved being ridden in this position. Her thighs pressed against his waist.
"Fuck me, baby," she begged, "oh, fuck me."
His hands were under her buttocks supporting her as his cock stabbed forward.
"I like it," she exclaimed excitedly, "oh, yes, baby. Now you're giving it to me. Keep fucking. Oh, screw me. That's beautiful. Fuck it, baby. Oh, ahhh, yes, yes. Fuck it."
He was really enjoying himself.
"That's the way I like it," he panted. "Oh, baby, fuck. Come on, sweetheart, grab it with your pussy muscles."
Exercising her pussy muscles to good advantage, she gave him the kind of action he required.
"Fuck," he commanded, "that's beautiful, baby. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes. Fuck it off."
He was going to town with hard, driving cock stabs.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "Now you're doing it. That's the way. Oh, baby, drill it in there."
His cock continued stabbing into her. Her pussy muscles clamped on his penis.
"Give me a good fucking, tiger," she told him. "That's the way. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, I can feel it."
All of the sudden she felt him juicing.
"Milk it," he begged her, "that's it. Get all the cream out of my dick."
Manuel's hot hands were grasping her ass cheeks and squeezing them as he got his gun all the way off.
It was a wild sexual encounter for them. One that he had really enjoyed.
She brushed her bosoms across his chest as she pulled off him.
She noticed his cock was still rigid.
"Why don't you take a shower, tiger?" she asked him. "Then I can give you some tongue action around your crotch. You'd like getting your balls sucked, wouldn't you?"
"Sure, would you do it?" the young boy smiled eagerly.
"Not only that," she promised, "but I'll suck on your ass. How many times have you had your ass sucked, Manuel?"
"Nobody has ever sucked me there," he admitted. "Would you like to do it?"
"I'd be delighted to do it," she assured him. "Let's just take a shower first."
Going into the shower with him she washed him off. She stroked his cock with the soap and enjoyed seeing the soap suds form.
"I'll bet you're proud of that penis," she smiled knowingly.
"I sure am," he nodded.
Now she was eager to display her skill at sex. For she wanted him to really enjoy her tongue treatment.
When they were both dried off and back in the bedroom she pulled him by his penis over to the bed.
"Why don't you get on all fours," she suggested, "and I'll stick my tongue up your ass that way."
The young Mexican boy was pliable. He was eager to do anything she suggested. Manuel got in the middle of the bed and bowed over. Getting behind him she gripped his ass cheeks. She let her tongue slide along his ass crack.
"That's really the way to do it," she told him. "Now, baby, I'm really gonna give you a good time."
Her tongue plunged into his ass-hole. He loved the feeling of it sliding up him.
"Suck my ass," he begged her, "suck ass. That's how you do it. All the way up there."
She reached around to pull on his penis. He enjoyed the double action of having his ass rimmed while his cock was being jacked-off.
"You're doing it just like a French whore," he laughed. "Oh, baby, suck ass."
Just then the telephone rang. At first Jan decided she wouldn't answer. She went on stabbing it up the young boy's behind. However, she finally recognized the phone would not stop unless she did answer it. Pulling her tongue out of Manuel's ass-hole, she reached for the telephone. "Hello," she began.
"Jan," Len began, "I was worried about you. Is something wrong?"
She shuddered. Was it E.S.P. or what that was prompting his call?
"Everything's all right," she insisted.
There was a moment of silence. The young Mexican boy quivered. His penis wilted. He got off the bed and started to dress fearfully.
"I'm all alone, darling," she assured him. "Don't you worry about a thing."
Even though Jan was giving him every kind of assurance that all was well, Len was suspicious. He had the distinct impression she was having sex with somebody else.
"I'll talk to you about it later when I get home tonight," he told his wife.
"All right, baby," she replied, "take care."
She hung up the phone. She looked at Manuel who was dressing and was uptight.
"Get off your clothes quickly and get back in the bed," she told him. "I still want to suck you off."
Nervously the boy nodded. Slowly, suspiciously, he began taking off his clothes.
"Now that's better," she said with a smile. "Now we can get back to our fucking, right where we were before Len bothered me."
Manuel was still apprehensive about what they were doing, but then he thought if she was going to give him so much sexual pleasure, he should be able to accept some danger in the situation.