Chapter 12
Jerry was napping after dinner. He seemed totally exhausted tonight. He hadn't even wanted her to shower with him. In fact, he had seemed reluctant to undress in front of her, and was napping with all his clothes on. She noticed, too, that he didn't lie flat on his back like he usually did.
Audrey saw car lights flash into the drive and a car stopped. She peeked through the living-room windows and saw Shelby Minor get out of his car.
She glanced at the clock. It was only eight!
My God! she thought, Connie's little gang-bang only started an hour ago!
Alan had told her everything, and she had felt pleased about having this juicy piece of blackmail in her possession, just in case she ever needed it.
But the juicy little piece of blackmail was absolutely useless if Connie didn't pull it off!
Then Audrey began to relax. After all, whatever time Connie came in, or whatever excuse she gave for where she'd been, Shelby could hardly guess where she'd really been. Connie looked to Audrey like the sort of gal who could pull off a pretty good dodge in an emergency.
But Audrey had other things on her mind as well.
And she knew she had at least an hour to do them.
She stepped outside her trailer. She was dressed in slacks and a tight-fitting top that made her voluptuous blonde body look like an athlete's, an Amazon warrior. Audrey could carry off the impression even further with the determined way she walked.
The big man had locked his car and was just reaching his front door when Audrey spoke to him. "Hi, Shelby!"
"Oh, hi, Audrey."
"Connie isn't home."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, she mentioned something to me but I forgot what she said. I think she said she'd be home after nine."
"Oh, okay, thanks," the construction worker smiled at her, then he unlocked his door and started to enter his living room.
"Oh, Shelby," Audrey said, "why don't you drop over and have a drink with me! Jerry has conked out, and I could just scream for some company."
The big man stopped, turned around and smiled again.
"Sounds great. But wouldn't we wake up Jerry with our talking?"
Audrey put her finger to her lips. Then a bright idea seemed to occur to her.
"Of course! Why don't I mix us something and bring it over here!"
"Well, as a matter-of-fact, Audrey, we keep a pretty good stock here too. Come on in, and we'll see what we can find."
She quickly agreed, and within five minutes the two of them were cozily sipping rather strong highballs that Audrey had mixed, and staring at each other across the coffee table.
"Wow!" Shelby said, taking a long gulp on his drink. "You don't kid around when you mix, do you?"
Audrey laughed. "I always say a bird can't fly on one wing!"
"Well, then," he said, handing her his empty glass, "Let's get the other wing up!"
She wanted to say, there's something else I'd rather see get up, but thought better of it.
She rose and fixed him another drink, fortifying her own at the same time. When they were settled down once more, he drank more slowly.
"The first one is always to get the dust out of my throat," he explained.
She liked his easy, masculine conversation. Audrey had always preferred the company of men over women, and she had very few girl friends as a result. But with men she always felt relaxed. In some cases, her outer calm was a front for the driving passions that seemed to race through her body. She always sought out the presence of men who could provide her with these feelings, and Shelby Minor was certainly one of them.
"How's the bridge coming?" she asked.
"Fine. Better than we expected. But I could stay around another year if I wanted to. It'll take that long before all the work is done."
"It seems a shame," Audrey said; uncrossing and recrossing her legs, "that you've been living here as lung as you have and we haven't gotten to be better friends."
"Yeah, it is," the big man said, staring at the way one of her feet bobbed up and down. "I guess I'm just not here enough, and when I am Connie and I like to--"
She could see him almost blush.
"--be alone a good deal of the time."
"I understand perfectly, Shelby." Audrey said, taking longer swallows of her drink now, "I can imagine how awful it must be for you out there all week, but heavens, you could hardly commute when you have to start at the crack of dawn!"
"I don't know--" the big man said, "Lately I've been thinking that it might be worth it." What he was really thinking about Was his semi-unpleasant experience with Betsy the waitress, and the fact that Betsy was the only piece of tail in the whole area of the construction site.
"Well, now, I had no idea all that celibacy was bothering you. But I should have known better!" Audrey took their glasses and poured them each another drink. "Why, just looking at you anyone can see that you're a man who needs what he needs when he needs it!"
When she crossed the room and handed him his drink he was staring at her a little glassily. She had kept the amounts of bourbon flowing freely into the glasses, and he hadn't eaten dinner yet. She checked the clock, and realized that they had been in the trailer a little over fifteen minutes.
May not work, Audrey thought, but nobody can say I'm not fast!
"Yeah," Shelby said in a soft voice while he drank from the fresh drink, "it can get lonely out there."
He saw her looking down at his crotch, and he knew she would spot the rising bulge. What the fuck, he thought, she put it there! Let her take a good look!
Shelby had never felt so intimate with Audrey before. He had noticed her plenty of times, to be sure, and the two couples had done some light socializing on occasions, but he realized that being completely alone with her made a big difference. There was something naturally sensual about the way she moved, and every time she passed in front of him his body was drawn to her as though she were a giant magnet.
He stared at her lovely, thick blonde hair, and then the shape of her breasts under the tight, sleeveless top. Her arms were full but slender, and her body was full of firm-soft curves that displayed themselves at their best in her hips and ass. Even the thighs had a slender-but-full shape that made the man long to run his hands over them.
Audrey crossed the room then and leaned down over the man. He tilted his face back and allowed her to bring her mouth down onto his. He was a little bit surprised by her sudden move, but not enough so to let it interfere with his enjoyment.
He set his drink down and put his arms around her, at the same time pulling his mouth away from hers and burying his face in her breasts.
A powerful emotion overcame Shelby at this moment, and he realized that in the back of his mind he had probably always wanted to have an intimate contact with Audrey. It had seemed so impossible, somehow, because of the closeness of their residences.
Her breasts felt firm and wonderful under his face. He nuzzled his nose into the valley, pressing deeply into the material of her top.
Audrey grabbed his hair and ran her fingers through it. She looked down at the man who was nuzzling her and her pussy got warm and tingly.
He must have been one of the most completely masculine men she had ever met, besides Mr. Edward. Why, Jerry seemed like a sissy by comparison. His need for her breasts at the moment reminded her of a nursing infant. He was obviously a man who loved women very deeply.
"Oh, Shelby! Shelby! Darling, I suddenly feel so horny and hot for you! Oh, I don't know what's come over me, but my body is completely on fire! Oh, darling, don't think I'm a tramp or anything, but I want you to take me into the bedroom and fuck me!"
His face pulled slowly away from her breasts and he looked up at her. "Really?"
"Yes, darling! Oh, Shelby, you seem like a completely different man tonight! I never noticed how big and rough and handsome you are! Oh, darling, please fuck me! You suddenly seem to be my closest friend! Oh, darling, help a friend out! Just take me in there and shove it to me! It can be quick! It might be the only chance we'll ever have!"
Before he knew what he was doing, Shelby half walked and half carried Audrey to the bedroom. He shoved her roughly down on the mattress and began to unbutton his work shirt. Audrey squirmed around under him, looking up. She had already undone the zipper at the back of her tight top and was peeling the thin material from her shoulders. Her breasts were braless, and Shelby immediately noted that they had a shape almost as perfect as Connie's.
He ripped the shirt from his body now and she looked up at the broad, muscular chest, richly matted with the same brown hair that was on his head. He unbuckled his trousers and yanked the zipper down. Then he quickly shoved the khaki material over his thighs. Untying his shoes at the same time, he kicked them off.
Audrey felt her pussy begin to quiver as she looked at his hard, thick body, the thighs massive and hairy, like the rest of him. His jockey shorts were so tented out in front that the material of the legs was pulled out and away, exposing parts of his big balls.
He watched her hastily unzip her slacks and peel them down, and he saw that she wore nothing underneath.
After she had kicked off her gold sandals, she was lying below him as naked as the day she was born.
"Take off the shorts!" she whispered huskily.
Shelby pulled the cotton material down over his crotch. When his cock was finally released, it swung heavily down and bobbed a few times, then rose straight out from his body.
It was a club that was even longer and fatter than Audrey had dreamed it would be. She grabbed the lips of her blonde snatch and pulled them wide apart. In the dimly-lit room Shelby could see the pink, pink flesh appear behind the darker skin of the vagina. He looked deeply into her wetness, and slid the shorts down and off his legs, stepping out of them.
"Come into me!" she cried. "I'm already wet. I'm already opened up for you! Owww, I want you inside me so bad I'm going crazy! Oh, darling, let me suck on it!"
He moved up over her, straddling her face with his crotch. She reached out and pulled the head of his cock against her mouth. Pulling back the foreskin as she did so, she opened her lips wide and guided the tender flesh in, making sure that she did not scrape him with her teeth.
Then she began to gently suck the head, which filled her mouth almost completely. She ran her tongue all around the crown several times, and then concentrated on the underside, licking it from base to tip. She worried the little slit at the end, and probed as much of her tongue inside as she could, gripping the base at the same time.
Several large drops of masculine fluid rolled onto her tongue and down into her throat. She pressed harder with her lips, and felt the big shaft jerk.
Shelby sighed and probed his hips forward, driving more of the cock into her. She opened her throat as much as she could and allowed the fat head to slide down, then she breathed deeply through her nostrils and began to suck the shaft all the way into her gullet.
The big man heaved his hips then, and he could have strangled her to death with little effort. His big prick had buried itself so deeply into her throat that her sources of air were completely cut off.
"Suck on that, you horny bitch!" he hissed down at her.
Her hands shot to his buttocks and pulled him even harder into her face, but after a few seconds the same hands were gently forcing him away. He let his throbbing wet pole slide out of her throat, and she came up for air.
"Darling, what a size you are!" she sighed up at him. "I had no idea you were hung that way! You're--you're so virile!"
He squatted over her breasts then and placed his dick between her luscious tits. He pulled the titties together and made a soft tunnel for his big cock. Then he began to fuck between them, pushing all the way in until the end of his tool pressed into her chin.
She reached between his thighs and found his balls, fat and hairy. She began to massage them gently, rolling each big egg at a time between her fingers. Then she put a hand to her face and wet the index finger in her mouth. When it was soaking, she slid her hand carefully under his thighs again, past the ball sac, and shoved the finger roughly up his ass.
"Owwww!" he wailed, then he shoved her tits more firmly together and began to fuck harder.
The wonderful massaging his shaft was getting between the smooth, silken skin of Audrey's breasts was having a decidedly fierce effect on his groin. Plus, the finger in his ass was causing a churning sensation in his balls.
Her finger did a few little tricks and he yanked his cock away from her.
"No, I wanna go inside you!"
She reached down and pulled her thighs back until her knees pressed her shoulders. He looked down and saw the beautiful lips again, all puffed up and smiling open, showing even wetter flesh beyond. He knew he had to taste her, to rub his rough chin and smooth lips deeply up into the inner walls, to wash his face there against her tender moist skin.
He bent over her pussy and she pulled her thighs wider apart. Grabbing her ass cheeks and separating them, he dipped down and began to lick the outer lips in long, up and down strokes. His tongue was very wet, and it left trails in the blonde hairs wherever it went. Then he pushed in and probed with mouth and nose. His tongue found her channel and he pushed deeply inside, licking and tasting everything he could find.
Audrey groaned and began to buck her hips gently into his face. She grabbed handfuls of his hair and began to slowly yank it.
"Ahhhhhgghh!" she wailed while she churned.
Her pussy was beginning to soak, and she wanted her first orgasm with him to flood his cock.
Pulling his head away from her crotch, she said, "Put it in quick!"
He jumped up and positioned himself on his knees between her legs. She had already pushed a pillow under her buttocks and she yanked her thighs back again.
"RIP ME UP!"
He lined up the head of his dick in a second and shoved deeply in, not caring whether he indeed did rip her up. Audrey cried out and began to beat her fists against his chest. He shoved her hands roughly away.
"You getting enough, bitch?" he asked. "Are you getting enough cock in there to finally satisfy you?"
"Oh, yes! Yes! You're stuffing me! You're filling me up like I've never been filled! You're tearing me!"
He began to stab in harder.
"Oh, yes! Yes!" she continued to wail, "now you're hurting me! Now you're letting me know that I'm getting fucked! Oh, you fucking bastard, you're tearing out my womb! Oh, shit! Oh, fucking shit!"
He grabbed her hips and began to go in and out like lightning. His climax was close, and he could tell by the way her pussy was grabbing and holding that she was on the brink. Shelby had always had fine instincts about women's orgasms, and they had made him a good lover.
"Come with me!" he snarled. "And start coming fast!"
He began to plow her brutally now, and she began to utter a low, sickly moan. It grew louder and louder in intensity. Finally, it was a guttural scream, and her mouth fell slackly open while her eyes stared straight at the ceiling.
While he pumped his thick load into her, he felt her muscles run out of control on his cock, and it took several moments before the contractions stopped.
"Welcome home!" Audrey smiled up at him. Just as he was pulling out of her, the phone rang.
He padded off, nude, to answer it.
"Yes? Yes? What? What police?"
Audrey's ears perked up in the bedroom. Shelby had a deep, resonant voice that carried well within the trailer.
"WHAT? No, I think you've made some sort of mistake. My wife? No, look--"
There was silence for a moment, and Audrey heard him continue.
"Yes, Minor, that's right. My wife's name is Connie--Constance. But what-She was what? Uh--yeah--I'll--I'll be at the station in a few minutes!"
Audrey jumped out of bed and began to dress.