Chapter 9

Peg was off for the next two days, Saturday and Sunday. That meant no neighborly visits (at least, none that I would enjoy).

Despite my numerous sexual escapades during the week, I was still eager for sex with my wife several times over the weekend. Unfortunately, I wasn't always thinking about her when I emptied my balls down her throat or in her pussy or deep into her ass-hole. I couldn't get the images of Toni and Polly and Karen and Liz and Brenda out of my mind.

On Saturday, I talked Peg into going down to the local sex shop to buy a vibrator. I don't know who enjoyed it more! While she used it to bring herself off, I watched and masturbated, spraying my load all over her body.

Later that night, I fucked her pussy from behind with my dick and gave her the vibrator up the ass at the same time. That was a climax neither of us would soon forget!

On Sunday afternoon, I woke up from a nap to find her mouth wrapped around my dick and the vibrator stuffed up my ass. I thought I was never going to stop cumming!

But still, I longed for, ached for my neighbors' 98 wives.

I had a doctor's appointment Monday morning. Peg drove me down to his office and dropped me off.

"If this weekend is any indication of what it's like to have you at home all the time, I don't want you to go back to work," she said when I got out of the car.

"I could get used to being a kept man," I said, half-serious, half-joking, balancing on my crutches.

"And I wouldn't mind keeping you," she answered.

"Well, we'll just have to see what kind of a deal we can work out, ma'am," I teased.

Peg laughed. "Call Polly when you're ready to come home," she reminded me after a long, lingering good-bye kiss.

Normally, I'm pretty independent. I don't like depending on other people. I don't like being driven around or taking the chance that I might get stranded somewhere. But it had been a few days since I'd seen Polly. I was ready for her.

The doctor had nothing but good news. He removed the cast, X-rayed me and told me I could get rid of the crutches. He didn't release me to go back to work, but he did tell me to start walking every day to strengthen my ankle.

"How long before I can go back to work?" I asked.

"I'm going to keep you out another week," he told me, writing a prescription. "Here's something for pain if you need it."

As I waited out front for Polly, I struggled with mixed emotions. I was excited about seeing her, eager to feel her warm naked body against mine. Yet I knew all of this was going to be over in a week. I would go back to work. Long strenuous hours at various construction sites would keep me busy and so tired I would hardly be able to move when I did get home. I wouldn't have enough energy to fuck Peg, much less anyone else.

"Gonna be in town long, sailor?" Polly asked with a sexy smile.

"Long enough," I answered.

"I'll give you a ride back to the ship when you're ready to leave," she offered.

"And in the meantime?"

"I'll think of something to keep you busy."

I walked, without a limp, to her Mercedes and sank down into the soft leather of the passenger seat. Her perfume, musky and alluring, teased my nose. She was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts. The shorts showed off her tanned legs. The T-shirt didn't hide the fact that she was all woman. Without even trying, she looked absolutely gorgeous.

As she pulled out into traffic and headed for the interstate that would take us home, I placed a hand on her bare thigh.

"What did the doctor say?" she asked, pretending to ignore my touch.

"He said I was as good as new. I can go back to work in a week," I answered. Making small circles on her skin with my fingertips, I moved my hand upward.

"I'll miss you," she said.

Polly kept her eyes on the road, but squeezed her legs together, trapping my fingers in between. In response, I let my fingers brush the crotch of her shorts.

"Let's not think about that right now," I whispered. I covered her mound with my hand and squeezed it gently. Then, impulsively, I leaned forward and licked her neck.

"Lucas," she gasped and shivered.

For a while, the only sound in the car was Polly's soft whimpers and little gasps. I continued to rub her pussy, able to feel the heat and dampness of her body through her clothes .However, my ear nibbling and neck kissing grew more passionate," mere demanding.

Her erect nipples made little points in her shirt. I enjoyed knowing how easily I could turn her on. "I don't think I can wait until we get home," she said after taking a deep, shuddering breath.

"What do you plan on doing about it?" She flipped the signal light on and took the next exit. We were only about halfway home and I had no idea where she was headed or what she had in mind.

But that was kind of fun, too. I kept my hands busy and waited.

The small motel was barely visible from the main road and I had a feeling it wasn't used by too many travelers. A small sign out front said, "Rooms by the month, week or day."

"Think they'd rent us one for a few hours?" I asked.

"I know they will," Polly answered, and climbed out of the car.

I watched her walk to the office. She was a classy woman, even in shorts and a T-shirt. And yet, underneath that aloof exterior was a caged sexual animal. My dick twitched as I thought about some of the ways to set it free.

The room she had rented "for as long as we needed it" was on the back side of the establishment.

"That way, no one will spot my car," Polly explained as she drove up to a green door and we got out.

"Have you done this before?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Never."

I had my hand on her ass when she unlocked the door. And by the time it was closed behind me, she was in my arms, sucking hungrily on my tongue. I. pulled her close so that the full length of her body was pressed against mine. Her nipples burned hot holes in my chest and she humped the thigh I worked between her legs. My fingers were already tugging at the zipper of her shorts.

"This is what I always thought an affair would be like," she confessed.

"Hot, unbridled passion?" I asked, surprised to realize that she was only an inch or So shorter than me.

I pushed her shorts and panties down her legs. She pulled off her T-shirt, letting it-fall to the floor.

"Stolen moments together, meeting in cheap motels, fucking for hours," she whispered.

I unhooked her bra and freed her fleshy globes. My hands covered them and we kissed again, tongues battling. Then, unable to control myself, I licked my way down her long, graceful neck and covered one of her nipples with my mouth. It grew even harder against my tongue.

"Oh, Lucas," she whimpered.

My hand slid down her flat stomach to her pussy. It was as wet and hot as I expected and I fingered her briefly, feeling her melt around me.

"I need to cum, Lucas," Polly moaned, squatting low on my fingers. "Please make me cum."

Her woman scent was all around us, filling my head, making me dizzy with lust. My cock was straining against the front of my slacks, getting longer and thicker by the minute. I half-carried her to the lumpy bed and knelt on the floor beside it. Polly spread her legs wide and held her swollen lips apart for me, moaning and humping the air.

I think she was cumming before my tongue ever touched her. Her pussy twitched and spasmed, her juices pouring down her crack to puddle in her ass-hole. Her clit throbbed steadily. I caught her clit between two fingers and pinched it gently. Then I pushed my tongue into her liquid center.

"Jesus!" she hissed, her body convulsing, her pussy squeezing my plunging tongue.

The bed squeaked with her rhythmic bucking. Her groans of release echoed off the walls. I kept my mouth glued to her snatch, sucking her clit into my mouth while two fingers probed into her hole.

"God, I'm still cumming!" Polly grunted.

Between each word, she bucked against my hand. Her inner muscles squeezed my fingers, more oils poured from her and her clit just kept right on throbbing between my lips.

After bringing her down slowly, I eased my fingers from her pussy. I kept my tongue on her clit as long as I could while unzipping my pants and pushing them down to my knees. My purpose was to keep her from catching her breath, taking her from one orgasm to another without a rest in between, each one more intense than the one before. She had already experienced two. I wanted to be inside of her for number three.

Still half-dressed, trembling with excitement, I pushed her away from the edge of the bed and crawled between her wet thighs. She was still whimpering, eyes glazed with lust, rubbing her clit furiously. The fingers that guided my cock to her hole were wet. I teased her with the knob briefly and then buried myself inch by inch. Her pussy sucked on my dick, literally pulling me in to the hilt.

"Oh, God!" she groaned, wrapping her legs around me.

I rested some of my weight on top of her, crushing her breasts between us. We kissed, long and deep and, finally, she slid her hands down my back to my ass, urging me to start moving.

"Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me till I scream."

"Yes, ma'am," I grunted.

I withdrew slightly and thrust forward. Again and again, I repeated this process, moving faster and deeper each time. She met me stroke for stroke, pussy squeezing, juices flowing, her orgasm rising quickly. I rode high on her mound to mash her clit between us.

"I'm almost there, Lucas," Polly moaned, her hips moving faster. "Just keep fucking me."

Seeing this classy lady drenched in sweat, gyrating wildly beneath me on a faded, worn bedspread was a study in contrasts. Her hair was spread out around her head like a dark halo. Her once-perfect make-up was smeared. Her beautiful breasts danced on her chest with every lusty movement.

Suddenly, I could hold back no longer. I roared and rammed into her with quick, savage thrusts. My cock swelled and jerked. The pleasure was exquisite, so thrilling it was almost painful. And then I was squirting my hot cum deep inside of her. That triggered Polly's orgasm. Bucking wildly, she climaxed right along with me, her groans of release echoing mine, her pussy draining my balls.

Within just a few minutes, she was wiggling out from under me. "I'm going to give you the same treatment," she said in response to my questioning look.

Still struggling to catch my breath, I found myself on my back. My dick was only partially erect, glittering with the mixture of our fluids. And then, Polly was between my legs. She cupped my wet balls with one hand and stroked my slimy cock with the other.

To my surprise, she licked the globs of cum off the knob and then ran her tongue up and down the shaft until it was clean. She used the tip of her tongue on my nerve bundle, making me shiver. And then she dropped her head lower, covering my balls with her hot mouth.

By the time her lips were wrapped around my dick again, I was completely erect.

I lay there for a few minutes, watching Polly suck me. I loved the way her lips stretched around my meat. I loved the way she flicked her tongue back and forth across my knob. And I loved the fact that her hands were always moving. One curled around my shaft while the other cupped my balls. She closed her eyes and moaned from time to time, enjoying it as much as I did.

Polly kept right on sucking me until I was throbbing. A gusher of pre-squirt coated her tongue. She swallowed that down greedily and probed into my piss-slit for more. At last, she lifted her head and gazed up at me. A silvery strand of pre-cum connected her lips to my cock. She severed it with her tongue.

"I'm ready to fuck some more," she whispered.

I was ready for anything she had in mind!

Without waiting for my reply, Polly climbed on top of me. Spreading her legs wide, she squatted over my cock. Both of us groaned when my cockhead was tucked inside of her. Those groans grew louder as she slid downward, taking me slowly into her snug little hole.

"What a pussy!" I moaned, closing my eyes briefly.

"What a dick!" she breathed, stroking me with her strong inner muscles.

She did not begin moving right away, but caught my hands in hers and guided them to her breasts. I tugged at the nipples, kneaded the hot flesh and simply gloried in the hot, wet velvet vise that surrounded my dick.

Finally, she began moving. Her movements were slow at first, designed to tantalize both of us. She leaned back slightly, allowing me to rub her clit. I was ready to go again, fighting the urge to grab her ass with both hands and start fucking.

I didn't have to wait long, though. Polly's body took over and she began sliding up and down my pole faster and faster with each stroke. Now, I did grab her ass and pull her hard against me while thrusting upward at the same time. Now, I did give in to the feelings rushing through me.

"Take it all, bitch," I grunted. "Take every inch of my dick."

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Polly cried out, meeting me stroke for stroke.

Suddenly, I was ready to explode. I fought it as long as I could. I stared up at the stained ceiling. I glanced to my left and right at the cheap furniture, the faded wallpaper, some of it peeling in places.

Polly lifted herself off of me for a moment, turned around and took me deep into her body again. She hardly missed a stroke.

My gaze rested on her back. It was covered with a fine sheen of sweat.

"Play with my ass-hole," she grunted over her shoulder.

I did as she asked, my hands shaking badly.

"Yeah, that's right," she moaned.

Polly moved up and down faster and faster. Her pussy sucked me hard. I pushed my finger into her anal opening past the second knuckle.

"Cum with me, Lucas," she grunted, her pussy growing tighter and tighter around my rod.

That was all the invitation I needed. Two powerful thrusts and I was pouring my healthy load into her clutching cunt.

Polly's reaction matched my own. Her groans of release filled the room. Her body convulsed uncontrollably as she continued to ride up and down on my spraying cock.

This orgasm was more intense than the one before; the pleasure seemed to go on for eternity. And yet, when she slid off of me, trembling and gasping for breath, it seemed it had all ended much too soon. She ran her fingers through the hairs on my chest, whimpering softly until she went to sleep.

I lay there in her arms wondering how I was going to continue this new lifestyle when I returned to work. I could meet Polly at motels like this during my lunch hour, or maybe right after work. Toni and I could join a health club or start running together. That would give us a chance to be alone. Brenda and Liz would have to be one of those treats I saved for myself when Peg was out of town.

What about Karen? That one would take some time to figure out. Above all, we were going to have to keep all of this from their husbands and my wife!