Chapter 9

Willard took the few things that were on the kitchen table and placed them on the side-board near the sink. Then he led Blanche over to the table.

"Now you just lie down, make yourself comfortable honey," he said.

Blanche lay on the table, her buttocks almost on the edge, her legs hanging down at the knees. Willard got a chair and placed it in front of her.

"Dinner is served," he said.

Dave sat down. "Sure glad I brought my appetite with me," he said.

"Honey, why don't you spread your legs, we've got a growing boy on our hands, he's got to get his vitamins so he can grow up to be big and strong."

Blanche spread her legs far apart and lifted them up into the air, "Well?" asked Willard.

"Looks delicious," said Dave as he pulled his chair in closer to her.

"Well, dig right in boy, don't let your dinner get cold on you."

Dave spread Blanche's cunt lips apart and ran his tongue up and down her slit as she draped her thighs across his shoulders.

"How's it taste?" asked Willard.

"Mmmmm, great," mumbled Dave.

"Then go to it."

Dave stuck his tongue as far up into Blanche's cunt as he could and kept it there, poking and probing it all around, his mouth filled with her cunt mound, his teeth grating against her cunt lips.

Willard took one last swig of his beer and rubbed one of Blanche's breasts while he sucked on her other nipple, not stopping until it got thumb hard.

The table was old and heavy, made out of oak with thick, sturdy legs and it didn't even move a little bit when Blanche began to move her pelvis around as she responded to Dave's licking, poking tongue.

"How's that feel, baby?" asked Willard.

"He's making me soooo hot," she panted.

"Keep it up, Dave."

Dave mashed his mouth harder against Blanche's cunt as Willard took her head and moved it to one side so he could slip his erected cock into her mouth.

Blanche thrashed around when she came. At the same time Willard gave her a hard, fast, mouth-fucking, rubbing her breasts.

Dave swallowed and sucked for more, his cheeks smeared and shiny from her whey, Blanche's cunt hairs sopped from where she overflowed, her entire body alive with pleasure and excitement.

Here, let me finish her off," said Willard as he took his cock out of her mouth.

Dave licked his lips as he stood up and pushed his chair back so that Willard could take his place between Blanche's legs.

"Just the way I like my pussy, good and hot," said Willard as he slipped the head of his cock into her hole, sliding it up her canal.

Blanche wrapped her legs around his waist as he stabbed her hard and fast, banging into her, his balls already riding high and tight.

Dave kissed her and gave her a good taste of herself which added to her excitement. Her breasts heaved up and down on her chest as she sucked on his tongue and felt the head of Willard's cock spread her cunt walls apart as he thrust himself in and out of her.

"AAAAWGGGHHHHH," she cried as she came.

Willard's balls bounced off of her and went numb just before he spat a hot stream of jism up into her, extending her orgasm.

He gave her one more load before his balls were hanging loose and empty inside their sack. He put on the brakes and pulled his cock out of her.

They both sat down, breathing hard, their limp cocks between their legs. Blanche got off the table and slouched in a chair, her eyes glazed with pleasure and satisfaction, her entire body glowing with sexual fulfillment.

"I've had it," admitted Willard.

"So have I. Haven't gotten laid like that in a long time," admitted Dave.

"We'll both remember it and so will she."

"I'm going to take a bath-alone," announced Blanche as she got up and left the kitchen.

It didn't take too much time for the tub to fill with water and once Blanche was laying in it, soaking her body she tried to shut off her mind.

Eddies of pleasure still lingered in her body, making her shiver every now and then. She closed her eyes, water up to her chin, breasts bobbing.

But then she started to think. She didn't want to, she really wanted to try and come down as slowly as she could from the sexual heights that the two pricks had driven her up to.

But she couldn't help it. It crept into her mind like a worm eating its way into an apple and after a while she had come to a conclusion and decision.

They were both unpleasant in a way but she knew she had no other alternative and after that she started to relax again. She had stopped thinking.

Dave had put on his clothes and was half way through a second beer. Willard had also gotten dressed and they were sitting on the front porch.

"Do me a favour," said Willard.

"If I can."

"Keep this to yourself will you?"

"You mean what happened?"

"Yeah."

"You can count on me."

"I don't want to let the whole world know."

"If it did, the whole world would be lined up outside your bedroom door."

"Yeah, well in any case, just keep your mouth shut," said Willard.

"I will. Listen, there was something I was thinking about," said Dave.

"What's that?"

"Well, I forgot about the hundred dollars you owe me, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did."

"And I'm not going to tell every guy in town how your wife sucked me off and let me fuck her seven ways to Sunday. I mean that wouldn't sound too good, now would it?" asked Dave.

"No, it wouldn't," agreed Willard.

"Now maybe there's a favour you can do me."

"Maybe there is."

"I've been thinking about getting a new car. Maybe you could get me a good deal."

"You mean low financing. Sure, I can do that very easily," said Willard.

"How about something below dealer cost?"

"Hmmm, that might be a little harder. What model were you thinking of?"

"Something top of the line, all options. I could even give you something down on it, not much but something anyway," said Dave.

"I'll do the best I can," said Willard knowing that such a deal would be very hard for him to swing.

"Want me to drop by next week?"

"Tell you what, why don't you give me some time so I can work on it?"

"How much time?"

"Couple of weeks."

"Sounds fair enough."

"One more thing."

"What's that?"

"See if you can't do something about that clunker you're driving, I mean get it washed, maybe take some of the rust spots out."

"Why would I want to do that?"

"Because when you drive it in and I try and get you a god deal on a trade-in, it'll be easier if you don't come wheeling up in something that isn't even good for parts," said Willard.

"I hate to spend the money."

"It won't cost you that much, you're not doing any engine work," said Willard.

"Well, if you think it's best."

"I do."

Blanche came out onto the porch. "We're going to be eating soon. I'm sorry Dave but there really isn't enough to go around."

Dave gulped down the rest of the beer. "I'll see you later," he said.

When they were in the kitchen eating, Willard said, "That was no way to speak to Dave, honey."

"Sorry, it won't happen again."

"Listen maybe after dinner we could uh... "

"Willard if you want to come in my mouth why don't you just say so."

"I thought I'd surprise you."

"Willard, there's nothing you can ever do that would ever surprise me and as for coming in my mouth or any other place for that matter, why don't we talk about it later, if that's all right with you."

There was a tone in her voice that made Willard back off. "Sure honey, whatever you say. Would you like to go to a movie?"

"What's playing?"

"I don't know."

"Well, I'm sure we can find something we'd both like. Yes, why don't we do that?"

"Great."

They did that and when they got home, Willard came in her mouth and he thought that everything was fine.

Three days later he went to work one morning. When he got home, there was a note scotch-taped to the refrigerator door.

It read: Dear Shithead, I've left you and am filing for divorce. You'll never see me again. Go fuck yourself. Blanche.