Chapter 7
He couldn't face Cindy the next morning.
He left her sound asleep in the bed and crept into his clothes. He did set the alarm so she wouldn't be late for school. And, almost as a guilty afterthought, he left a five-dollar bill tucked just under the pillow so she couldn't miss it. Along with the money he left a hastily scribbled note telling her to buy herself something pretty with the money.
Then he went to work.
When he entered the office, Rick Roberts gave him a peculiar glance.
"Hey, old man, you look like you didn't sleep a wink last night. Your wife got the hots for you?"
"My wife is out of town," Joe snapped, not really wanting to look his young helper in the face-fearing that he might read something else there. He tried to change the subject by asking if anything was new.
Rick smirked. "Now what are we talking about?"
"Business."
"Monkey business, maybe? Which reminds me, would you like another fucking session with Linda?"
"No, damnit."
Rick looked at him in surprise. "Hey, I thought you enjoyed yourself the other night. She damned sure did. All she's done since then is talk about you. Man, you must have done something to that little slut's ovaries that won't quit. She said that getting screwed by you was like taking nine inches from her own father. And I wouldn't put that past her, either. Hell, some of these dizzy high school gals wouldn't be beneath fucking their own dads. Can you imagine anybody being that degenerate and-"
"Look, Rick, will you just shut up? Don't you ever think about anything but sex?"
Rick was silent for a few moments, then he grinned. "I guess I get it. The old guilt feelings, eh? You're afraid that if one fourteen-year-old girl will go out and get herself laid twelve ways from Sunday, your daughter might do the same thing."
"That's a lie."
"Maybe. Maybe not. Does your little Cindy have a boyfriend?"
"As if you didn't know."
Rick laughed huskily. "Oh, yeah, I've heard you bitch about how she makes eyes at the kid next door. What's his name, Billy something?"
"Billy Wilks, but Cindy isn't really interested in him."
"Don't bet on it. When I was about sixteen I tried to make every girl in school, and you'd be surprised how much success I had. Like we always said, if you can get close enough to 'em to pinch their tits, then you can fuck 'em."
Joe didn't bother to reply to that lewd philosophy. But he felt a sickening weakness in his stomach sensing that Rick might know exactly what he was talking about. And he could damned well be right about most girls, with the exception of Cindy. His daughter belonged to him, now more than ever, and he fully intended to keep her too busy to think about boys.
And if that meant fucking Cindy, then so be it. But he certainly didn't intend to let a sex-maniac like Rick Roberts in on the lusty secret.
About mid-morning the phone rang, and Rick answered it.
Joe could tell from the conversation that it wasn't a customer, and when Rick covered the mouthpiece and asked him if he wanted to talk to Linda he felt another sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"How the Christ did she know to call here?" he breathed.
"Don't sweat, man. Linda is as safe as your grandmother's bonnet."
"Like hell she is. She's only a child!"
"Some child, eh? Hey, c'mon, talk to her. You don't want to turn off a cute piece of nooky like Linda."
Reluctantly, he took the phone. He didn't want to talk to her, but the instant he heard her purring, sexy young voice at the other end, a ripple of libidinous excitement ran up his spine.
"Hi, Joe. Remember me?"
"Sure, Linda. How are you?"
"Lonesome. Are we-uh-going to party again real soon?"
"Well, I-I don't know. I'm pretty busy."
He heard her breathing more heavily into the phone. "I'm not busy at all, Joe. Maybe I could come over to your office."
"Here? No, Linda, I don't think-"
"Please, Joe. There's something I think you ought to know."
That didn't sound good-in fact, it sounded downright threatening to him. It made him wonder if perhaps the little whore wasn't going to demand more money from him.
"I'm coming over, Joe," she said, abruptly.
"Linda, hold on. I think if we-"
He heard the phone click dead in his hand. He continued to hold the instrument for a few seconds, then slammed it down hard.
"Goddamnit," he hissed, glaring over at Rick, "now look what you've gotten me into!"
"Me? Hey, old man, it wasn't my idea that you plow that young chick's hot pussy. Remember? You called me and asked to get fixed up."
"Yes, but-"
"No buts about it," Rick grinned, "except maybe Linda's tasty little butt. What did she want, fucked again?"
"She's on her way over here."
"Wow, no shit?"
"Yes, and I don't like it one damned bit. She could be trouble."
Rick grinned again, slackly. "Listen, that's the kind of trouble I could dig all the time. Hell, man, if she's hot to trot, then give her what she wants. Dick the hell out of her."
"Sure, right here on top of my desk!"
"Naw, take her back into the storeroom. Give her a good fucking, and tell her that if she wants any more of it to keep her ass away from the office. Tell her you can use my pad anytime you want to-for a price, of course."
"Jesus," Joe muttered, "how did I ever get myself into a mess like this."
"The same way you got yourself into her cute young cunt. You wanted it."
Joe knew there was no way to argue that point!
Fortunately, there were no customers around when Linda arrived. She had on a pair of the tightest capri pants Joe had ever seen, and a blouse made of satin or something that showed her protruding little tits off to perfection. He was grateful to see that she had a scarf tied over her head and that she was wearing dark glasses!
When Rick saw her coming, he got up and strolled to the door. "Look, I'll sort of stick around outside and keep anybody from disturbing you while you fornicate."
"Goddamnit, I have no intention of touching her!"
Rick smiled. "Yeah, I've heard that song before."
Rick reached the door and got out just as Linda came in. He grinned at her and patted her smugly on her butt before he left.
Joe tried to smile, too, but the dirty look the girl had given Rick made his smile as weak as water.
"That bastard," Linda said, glaring back over her shoulder at Rick as he disappeared into the line of used cars out front. "I just hate him."
Joe swallowed, and waited, expecting the same medicine for himself. But to his vague relief, the lovely young teenager gave him a quick grin from behind her dark glasses.
Then she reached into the small purse she was carrying and pulled out a folded twenty-dollar bill. She handed it to Joe with a small flourish.
"Here's the money that awful Rick took from you, Joe."
He stared at the bill dumbly.
Linda smiled. "After you left the other night, Rick got drunk and told me how he'd conned you into thinking I charged money for having fun. He intended to keep the twenty dollars for himself, so I told him to go to hell. I also told him that if he didn't give me the money so that I could give it back to you, I'd blow the whistle on him."
Joe didn't know whether to give a whoop of joy or piss in his pants!
"Y-you do what you-uh-do just for fun?" he managed, finally.
"Of course I do. And that doesn't mean I do it with everybody who comes along. But Rick described you to me, and, well, to be truthful, I thought it would be fun to try an older-I mean, a more mature man."
Joe grinned. "Older is right. I'm probably old enough to be your father."
"Maybe that's what I like," she whispered softly. "But I do know one thing for sure; I had more fun with you the other night than I've ever had with Rick or anybody else."
Despite his best intentions, he felt a lusty twitch go through his crotch. Not in his wildest imagination had he ever expected to hear a girl as young as Linda tell him that she grooved on being fucked by a guy his age!
"You really mean what you say?" he questioned, huskily.
He saw a small, hot flush of pleasure pink the girl's cheeks. She pulled off the dark glasses and revealed her twinkling, spirited brown eyes.
"If we had a place to go right now," she purred, "I'd show you how much I like you."
He thought of the supply room, and his cock began to instantly thicken.
"Kind of risky," he said, trying to convince himself that he gave a damn about the risk. "But we could go back to the room behind here."
Linda took a ragged little breath. "Lock the door. I don't want that bastard Rick enjoying any of this."
Like a man in an erotic dream, Joe got up from behind his desk and marched to the door. The front of his pants were already pooching out with the beginning of a rather impressive hard-on, and it wasn't lost on the sensual young lady in the office with him.
As he passed by her, she reached out and rubbed the lump at his crotch. The touch of her fingers tingled through the length of his cock like an electric charge, and he felt it stiffen even more.
He locked the door, then turned back to her.
"Follow me," he breathed, huskily.
She willingly trailed him to the little supply room, and he also locked the door behind them there. He didn't want anything to disturb the venereal pleasure of this session.
Without a word he gathered her into his arms and crushed his mouth over hers. She opened her lips and slid her tongue deep and high up into his throat. He sucked her tongue hungrily, letting his prick grow as boldly stiff as it pleased. And it pleased to erect itself like an axe handle!
They remained locked for a few long moments, her thighs pressed snugly against his so snugly that she could feel the entire length of his eager cock pressing like a bar against her leg. That seemed to make desire leap like crackling flames through her blood.
She broke from him in a second, their mouths coming unglued with a sultry plop of wetness.
"Joe," she whispered, her teenaged voice lisping with desire, "I forgot to tell you, I don't have time for-for the real thing."
He groaned and slipped his hands down to press deeply into her trim little ass. "Don't tell me that, baby. Christ, I'm horny for you. Sweetheart, I'm dying to fuck your cute little pussy!"
She grinned, her cheeks flushing with pleasure. She doubled his horniness by dropping her hand down to massage the massive bulge at his fly.
"Let me suck you, Joe," she purred. "I'm dying just as much to show you how great I think you are, but if I don't get back home in a few minutes, my mom will send out the damned marines. I told her I was just going out for a magazine."
His head swam with erotic heat. He tucked her chin up to his face with one finger. "You sure you want to eat me, honey?"
"I'll show you," she husked.
As he stood with his legs wide apart and his arms dangling down uselessly at his sides, she dropped to her knees and quickly unzipped his pants. He stood like a robot, trembling with lust as her clever young fingers grappled inside his shorts and hauled his lewdly aroused prick out of his pants. It rode out a full nine hard inches, as solidly horizontal as if it were carved from stone.
Her hands squeezed and fingered it, tracing for a few delicious seconds the strong veins that bulged out from the sides of the column. Then, quickly and cunningly, she began a slow, wet licking on just the head of his lustful cock. He groaned softly, loving the incredible arousing experience of having a young girl lick his prod with such wanton need.
His penis throbbed, bobbing up and down so hard that it slapped almost comically against the tip of her nose!
With a hungry moan she ovaled her mouth hotly over the big bulb at the tip of his tool and began to worm her tongue in circles.
"Nice, honey," he breathed hoarsely. "Yeah, that's real nice. I love that!"
She wrapped the flat of her tongue completely around his glans, sucking and stroking until his balls burned with joy. Then she reached around behind him and placed her palmed hands flat against his buttocks and pulled his stiffened prick slowly down her throat.
It was like sliding his dick down a hot, velvety glove!
"Ah" he groaned, his mouth falling open in a deep paroxysm of pleasure.
He managed finally to look down at what she was doing to him, and the sight of the fourteen-year-old girl holding his savagely stiffened cock deep inside her stretched mouth almost made him shoot his wad right then!
"Suck it, baby!" he rasped huskily. "EAT ME OFF GOOD!!"
In response, she took a few more inches down her throat and he felt the head of his invigorated prick knock lewdly against the back of her mouth.
She rode her lips backwards, and he got an exciting view of his large rod coming out of her pretty face like an oiled, wet snake.
He drove his cock forward again, and she took even more of him, humming happily as he fed her the meat.
"Crazy," he whispered, his voice ragged with lust, "you crazy little, cocksucking doll!"
She seemed to grin around his gorged tool, and he felt the tip of her tongue licking and flicking out to add an extra spice to her sucking.
He suddenly began to gently fuck her mouth, bucking his hips in an imitation of screwing a hot pussy. She seemed to like that from the moaning sounds coming up to his ears, and so he screwed a bit harder and faster. To make it better, he reached down and clasped his hands around the back of her head, forcing to take him each time almost to the balls!
He was damned if he knew where she was putting those stiff nine inches, but she seemed to enjoy taking as much down her throat as she could manage, and he wasn't going to argue!
For the next five minutes he stubbornly fucked her yielding gullet with steady, powerful strokes, even enjoying the way her teeth sometimes scraped and nibbled along the length of his dong.
Nothing that delicious could last forever, and very soon he could feel his nuts tightening for release.
He had planned to shoot her hungry throat full of his boiling spunk, but she had an exciting surprise in store for him. Just as his prick throbbed toward a climax she rode her sucking mouth all the way out to the head of his cock and twirled her wicked tongue in rapid circles.
The unbearable pleasure made him growl with a low, animal lust. Then, gasping with joy, he allowed his pent-up balls to explode like a pistol, shooting such a thick stream of sperm against her lips that she made slurping noises to catch his flow.
Several hot gushes spurted just inside her mouth, and then she went down on him right to the balls and a final powerful glut bloated out her cheeks.
She held his brutally swollen prick gently in her throat until it began the slow, reluctant softening process. Then she wormed her lips casually away, licking the final steamy wetness from every inch of his meat.
It was the best goddamned blow job he'd ever had!
She came back up to him and kissed him firmly on his lips. He could taste the salty sperm in the kiss, but he pushed his tongue as far into her mouth as he could.
She broke the kiss with a wanton. little smile. "Now do you believe I like you, Joe?" she whispered, kittenishly.
He was good for absolutely nothing the rest of the afternoon.
He tried to concentrate on his work, but each time he did his mind wandered off to what Linda had done with him in the supply room. He couldn't get that picture of her out of his mind: a lusty image of her cute young mouth boldly sucking away on his brawny cock. Each time he thought about it, his libertine penis filled with hot blood again and pushed up against his fly like the prick of a teenaged boy looking at a bunch of fuck pictures.
Incredibly enough, he knew he'd like to have his cock sucked again like that-not tomorrow, but today!
That was when his mind turned with a lecherous yearning to Cindy.
He smiled slackly to himself as he thought about somehow teasing his little Cindy into the right position to eat his rod. After all, he'd damned well fractured the ice with her last night-and even if he still didn't have the nerve to actually fuck her, he did have the nerve to teach her how to blow him!
Suddenly, he knew exactly how he'd do it.
He would simply seduce her again when she got home from school, and then right in the middle of eating her honied young snatch he'd ask her if she'd like to try something new.
He visualized her innocent, sweet little lips closing evenly over the head of his erected prick, tasting for the first time the forbidden fruits of her daddy's big cock!
He decided to leave the office early, and his blood was beating so hotly just thinking about the fun in store at home that he didn't even bother to ream out Rick Roberts for trying to con him out of twenty bucks. He'd do that later.
He drove home as quickly as he could and parked the car in the garage. Stepping as lightly as a boy, he let himself into the house and made himself a stiff drink of bourbon. He knew that Cindy would be home from school in about an hour, and then he'd have showered and shaved. By then he'd be as ready as a ram to show her some new tricks.
It was just as he was taking the first good swig of his drink that he heard the odd noise.
It seemed to be coming from his workshop in the basement.
"What the hell?" he breathed, softly.
He made his way as quietly as he could down the few concrete stairs to the basement door, and then he listened.
He could hear a husky young voice whispering quietly but audibly from the corner of the basement. He wasn't sure, but he thought he reognized the voice, and it was that recognition which drove a spike of anger through his chest.
He pushed open the door without a sound and looked inside.
His worst fears were instantly confirmed.
Billy Wilks was lying on top of one of his work tables, buck naked, his muscular young legs dangling down in lazy, sensuous contentment. Also stark naked, and bending over him like a brazen young nymph, was Cindy.
She had Billy's surprisingly large prick in her mouth, and she was slowly sucking it. From the way her head bobbed in slow motion up and down, she was obviously enjoying what she was doing.
Billy's horny, teenaged cock gleamed from the balls to the head with Cindy's warm saliva, and while she was giving him his blow job he was fingering her moist pussy with one hand.
"Suck it, Cindy," he was saying, lingering over each word with a husky raspiness that belied his youthful age, "blow me real good and I'll teach you how to fuck ... I'll fuck you anytime you want it if you promise to suck my hot prick like this everyday."
With the roar of a wounded animal, Joe charged into the basement!