Chapter 3

Tom watched as Suzy balanced the pile of files in her arms and fumbled in her purse for the key to her house. The hard-on that had been building in his pants during the short ride from the newspaper office was now too strong to keep hidden. He kept his back to the street, not wanting his condition to be observed by the neighbors. Suzy had assured him that the briefcase he carried and the files she had in her arms would be sufficient justification for explaining to her nosy neighbors that her boss's visit had been strictly business.

The pretense was the important thing-simply a face-saving gesture. Whether or not they believed it didn't really matter at all.

Tom's cock had been hard all day long. Ever since his secretary's bold approach earlier that morning. And when she had turned to him as they locked up the newspaper office and asked, "So, Tom, what do you think?"-he had known exactly what she was talking about.

"Well," he answered cautiously, "I suppose we could talk about it"

So here he was, following his nubile secretary into the cool interior of her own home so that they could "talk about it."

When she closed the door behind them and turned to him, there was a smile on her face that sent his pulse racing. It had been a long time since he had been so intimately alone with a woman.

"Would you like me to change into something more comfortable?" she asked.

"T-that...won't be necessary."

"Oh, I'm so glad," she said with a sigh of relief. "Nothing imagine. Johnny's like that. Ready to go at the drop of a pin."

"Well, I don't know-"

"How many times do you think you can get it on in a night?"

"In a night?" he croaked. "Yeah, like tonight."

"Well, I don't know." He shrugged. "Two, maybe three-"

"Johnny and I did it once eight times in one night."

"Eight?"

"Of course, he wasn't good to go again for the next two nights."

"And you?"

"No problem! Johnny says I have a real stretchy cunt-not that it's not tight-real snug and cozy, he says, not loose like a whore's cunt." She chuckled. "I suppose you know all about that."

"Well, actually, I don't. I, ah, haven't ever been with a prostitute. In fact, except for my wife, I've only been with two or three other women."

"That's a relief," she said, smiling sweetly. "For a minute there, I was afraid you were a virgin."

"No, I'm not a virgin. But I've not been promiscuous, either. In fact, there hasn't been anyone since my divorce."

"Five years ago?" The young woman shook her head sadly. "You poor man. You must have a real big head of steam built up."

He winced. "Suzy, you have to realize that I'm twice as old as your husband-"

She laughed. "Don't worry, Tom. I'm not expecting you to do it eight times in one night."

He let out a deep breath, and his tension eased.

"All I'm expecting you to do is to try."

A grin came to his face as he let his gaze drop to her breasts, and then lower. "Well, I can give it a good try."

"C'mon," she said, holding a hand out to him. "Let me get you a beer."

He entwined his arm around her waist and she led him into the kitchen. When she opened the refrigerator and bent over to bring out two cans of beer, his hand slid down to cup her ass cheek.

"That's the way, lover," she growled, wiggling her butt back against his palm. "Don't be timid."

Her movement caused his hand to slide up under her short skirt and his fingers curled over the smooth, warm expanse of her barely covered buttock. When his fingers encountered the thin band that stretched around the top of her thigh, a picture returned to his mind from that morning-a picture of a lacy pair of black bikini panties pulled tight around the rounded, white curve of her ass cheeks.

Pussy. God, he was going to get some! The thought sent a charge of excitement through his veins. Pussy!

Suzy set both cans of beer on the counter and popped the tops.

Tom moved close behind her, pressing his hips to her ass through her clothes.

"Mmmmmm, we don't have to start with the beer, lover," she cooed, grinding her ass into his pelvis.

"The beer will keep, pussycat," he whispered, reaching for the zipper at the top of the back of her dress.

The zipper slid smoothly downward. A powdery, feminine scent was released as the black knit material peeled slowly open.

His nostrils puckered.

Pussy!

His hands slid across the soft, white flesh of her back, his fingers briefly touching the tight black band of her bra that dug into the smooth expanse of flawless skin.

Pussy!

Fire burned in his loins.

Suzy turned and stepped away from him. "I sure had you pegged wrong, Tom," she said as she pushed the dress off her shoulders. "I figured you'd be a slow starter."

"Five years," he breathed.

She giggled and let the dress fall from her.

Tom caught his breath. His secretary was standing in the middle of the kitchen wearing just a sheer black bra, a skimpy pair of black bikini panties, and her black high heels, his prick became iron-hard.

"You're not going to have a heart attack, are you?" she asked with mock concern.

"I'm not that old," he muttered, although his heart was thumping wildly in his chest. His face was flushed, and sweat had broken out on his forehead.

Pussy!

"Are you ready for this?" she teased, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra. "Ta-dah!"

His eyes bugged as the bra slid away and allowed him a complete view of her big, fluffy, white-fleshed breasts. Huge breasts-at least twice as large as the tits his wife had sported. In fact, he'd only seen one other woman with knockers of comparable size, and that was the mother of the young woman who was presently sharing his home-his daughter.

"Daughter," he murmured aloud.

"Huh?"

"Daughter. I have a daughter."

"Yeah, Tom, I know. But now isn't the time to think about that."

"But it is," he sputtered. "I completely forgot about her. She's home, waiting for me."

"Oh." The half-naked woman reached for the kitchen phone and handed it to him. "Call her."

Tom avoided looking at his nearly nude secretary as he dialed the phone.

"Katy? This is Tom, ah, your father."

"Hi, Dad! What's keeping you?"

"I, ah-I'm working late."

"Oh. Something suddenly come up?"

Tom flushed and looked toward his secretary. With a smile, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slipped her panties down.

"Oh, my God," he breathed, staring straight at her bared cunt.

"What's that?"

"Yes, yes. Something came up-you know how it is on these small-town papers-something always needs to be done-never enough hands to, ah, get into things-I mean fingers-yes, fingers-that's it! Never enough fingers to-"

Laughter interrupted him. "I understand, Dad. You're overworked. So when do you think you'll be home?"

Tom jerked his gaze away from his secretary's lovely black pussy. Covering the receiver with his hand, he whispered softly, "She wants to know when I'll be home."

Suzy kicked off her shoes and shrugged. "Whenever."

Tom returned his attention to the telephone without taking his eyes off his naked secretary as she reached for the belt of his pants.

"Honey, I might be out all night long," he croaked, as Suzy unzipped his pants and slipped them to his knees.

His heavy cock jerked free and sprang upward.

"Oh, all right." She sounded disappointed. "I hope you're not working by yourself."

"Oh, no, I have my secretary-I mean-No, no! I didn't mean that the way it sounded."

"How did you mean it?" the voice on the other end of the line asked slowly.

"Well, I meant that I'm working late," he said carefully, trying to weigh each word, "and so is my secretary, and that we might just have to spend the whole night together...working, I mean."

"I see," she said. Then she chuckled. "Tell me the truth; are you and your secretary having a 'thing' together?"

"A thing?"

"Hey, I'm a big girl," his daughter chided. "You can tell me. I can handle it."

"Well, maybe something like that," he admitted sheepishly.

"Well, go for it, Dad. I'll be okay, so don't worry about me. Bye."

"She knows," he said as he hung up the telephone.

"You didn't have to tell her," Suzy said, licking her lips slowly as she gazed at the big, hard shaft that angled outward like a flagpole from his dark thicket of cock hair.

"I'm not much good at lying."

"She'd probably find out about it soon enough, anyway," she said matter-of-factly, apparently pleased at the sight of his swollen, purple-shafted cock. "You can't keep a secret long in this town."

"You're probably right," he muttered, his attention already drifting as he eyes raked hungrily over her naked body. "Our newspaper can't hold a candle to the speed of the back fence gossip in this town." His voice deepened. "Where's the bedroom, pussycat?"

Suzy led him out of the kitchen. She was naked, her rump swaying provocatively before him, and he was pants-less, with his heavy cock stretching toward her ass-hole as it bounced beneath his shirttails. She sat on the edge of the bed and smiled while she watched him get rid of the rest of his clothes.

"Oh, yes, lover," she whispered, reaching toward his cock. "Mmmmm, you do have what I want."

Her flattery and her teasing fingers added an extra inch to his cock's extension, and she leaned down and kissed its firm rubbery head. Her tongue slipped out and swirled over it. "Mmmmmm," she murmured, holding its purple head delicately in her fingers while she licked up and down the stretched shaft. "Nice."

"Oh, pussycat," he groaned, his hips straining to move his cock even closer to her teasing lips. "Yes, pussycat, yes."

"Mmmmm-aaahhhh," she breathed as she slipped her lips around the end of his cock. Clutching his balls in her hands, she slowly engulfed his prick with her mouth.

He groaned as his cock slid deep into the wet warmth of her mouth. Her eyelids fluttered while she savored the taste and the feel of it, and her nostrils twitched at his pungent smell. Her head began to bob up and down.

God, she's doing it! He groaned with pleasure. She's sucking my cock! After all these years of watching, imagining, and lusting, I've got her naked and beautiful with my cock in her mouth. And, God!-she's young enough and big-titted enough to be my daughter-yeah, my sexy daughter.

"Suzy, pussycat," he winced. "Suck it, pussycat, suck my cock. Oh, pussycat, that's good!" His hips pumped toward her face and his balls began to tighten.

"Cum, lover," Suzy murmured sensing his growing excitement. Her tongue swirled over the tip of his prick, savoring the flavor of his oozing pre-cum juices. She slipped it into her mouth again. "Go ahead, cum in my mouth," she mumbled around it.

Tom's eyes narrowed with lust as her stared down at the top of her bobbing head. Feeling his cock begin to swell, he arched his hips forward and pushed his cock deep into her mouth. He let out a groan of excitement as his cock jerked and his balls dumped their load into the back of his throat.

Suzy gulped fast, her gasps timed to his groans as warm cum flooded her throat. It was a wonderful, tasty flood, and she gripped his hips holding him to her while her cheeks tightened rhythmically, encouraging the flow.

"Ohhh, pussycat," he groaned, letting out a final sigh.

"Mmmmmm." Her throaty moan gurgled with the sound of the cum that was slowly settling in her throat. She let his shrinking cock slip from her mouth and licked her lips, savoring the flavor as she cleaned them of cum and cock juices.

Mmmmm, that was good, very good.

His hands relaxed, releasing the back of her head.

"Oohhh, lover, that was wonderful," she whispered.

"Yeah, pussycat." He chuckled softly, feeling young again. "Yeah, that was good." He reached down and helped her to her feet.

Suzy slipped back onto the bed. "That was number one," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

"Yeah, that was number one," he agreed, urging her down onto her back. He felt at ease now, as he laid down beside her on the bed. He was no longer a middle-aged man seducing his secretary, but a young lover dallying with his sweetheart. Of course, he was her boss, and she was his employee-married, with her husband in the Navy, stationed overseas. And that's what made it so perfect! He could love her-make love to her without falling in love with her-keeping her happy at home while her husband dipped his wick in foreign pussy. It was good for them all-a win-win-win situation.

"I'm not even going to ask what you're thinking," she said, stretching her arms out to him. "You're probably planning next week's editorial."

He chuckled as she moved into her embrace and molded his body to hers. "Wrong, pussycat. My mind is completely on you." Relishing in the warmth of her breasts tight against his chest and her heated love nest cuddling his damp balls, he met her open mouth with his. They sucked in each other's tongue. With their initial passion dulled, there was no hurry as they explored each other in a deep, lingering kiss.

"God, pussycat, you sure can kiss," he murmured, as he pulled his lips away and brushed feathery kisses along her cheek and down her neck.

"It's easy when you're naked," she said with a liquid chuckle.

"You're lovely, naked," he remarked, pausing with his head poised over her huge breasts, licking his lips as he studied their plump, white-fleshed lines.

"You're not too shabby yourself."

"You think so?" he asked, obviously pleased by the compliment.

"I think so-and I'm sure half of New Bumey thinks so."

"Only half?" he asked with a pout.

She chuckled. "The female half." Cupping her tits in her hands, she pushed them upward, thrusting her pink nipples toward his lips. "Suck 'em, lover," she cooed. "Suck my nubbies."

He flicked the point of one nipple with his tongue, kissed it, then caught it with his teeth and stretched it outward before letting it snap back into place and turning to the other tit.

Her eyes narrowed and she cooed, enjoying the electric thrills that brought her tits to life and stoked the flames of fire that had begun to warm to her belly. It had been fun, until now-stripping, playing nakedly, bringing him off, sucking down his cum-but the sex fun began to take on a new dimension as the desire rose in her loins.

Her breathing became more rapid, her breaths shorter and shorter as she came closer to that peak that she so desired. A thrill shot through her body when his head lifted away from her breasts and she felt the wet stroke of his tongue along her inner thigh.

"Yes," Suzy gurgled. "Yes, lover, yesss." Propping herself up on one elbow to watch him, she twined her fingers into his hair and gently nudged his face even closer to her pussy.

The tip of his tongue wound into the curly thatch that veiled her cunt, parting the pelt.

She squeezed her thighs together tightly, trying to hold back the cresting excitement that was bubbling in her liquid core.

She felt his tongue part the hairy thatch that veiled her cunt.

His tongue slid between her legs, smoothly separating the swollen ridges of her pussy lips.

"Ahhh! Oh, God, eat me, Tom!" she whined passionately. "Eat my pussy, lover. Eat me!"

Pussy!

The thought filled Tom's mind again as he caught a deep whiff of the aroma of hot, feminine passion. Pussy!

His tongue cut cleanly between the velvety smooth lips of her cunt and dipped into her hot, soppy opening. Curling his hands around the firm, smooth cheeks of her ass, he buried his lips in her cunt flesh.

His lips swirled in her insides, then pulled back to settle around the tiny, lust-engorged shaft of her clit.

She squealed with the intensity of her excitement. Her hips began to toss and twist, rubbing her cunt against his face.

"Oooh, lover, ooooh yes, yes," she purred heatedly while his mouth fed rabidly on her pussy flesh. Her tummy muscles began to tighten. "Oh, yes, pussycat, that's wonderful."

Tom had never been with such a wanton partner, and her moans of pleasure encouraged him to go beyond the limits he had always imposed before. He tried desperately to fill his hunger for pussy while her hips bucked and rolled beneath him. He had never had more than a lick or two of pussy before, but now he was smothered in the pulsing, intimate flesh of a woman and drowning in her juices.

I'm going to make her cum-yes, I'm going to make her cum with my mouth-and then I'm going to fuck her!

His tongue flicked rapidly against her clit and her hips arched high, then dropped back to the bed. She let out a screech and her legs shot out in a wide vee, her toes stretching skyward.

Her belly rumbled and her climax descended like the clap of a thunderbolt.

"Tom! God, I'm cumming." A white-hot wave of ecstasy rolled over her body. "Fuck me, lover! Fuck me! Fuck me with your tongue!"

Tom wrapped his arms around her ass, holding his face pressed to her pussy while her hips thrashed wildly.

He had never seen a woman in such wild abandon; he had never caused a woman such intense excitement. And his dick became painfully hard as he slurped up her sweet nectar.

Pussy...and I'm going to get it! I'm going to fuck her!

Breathing hard, he held tight until he felt her spasms cease. She sobbed gently as her legs dropped back down onto the bed.

He could wait no longer. Pulling away from her, he rocked back onto his ankles between her legs.

Suzy's eyes widened as they saw the size and the strength of the cock that angled upward above her.

"Yes, Tom," she breathed, reaching out with her right hand for his cock and guiding it down between her legs. "That's what I want! Fuck me!"

With a grunt, Tom thrust his cock deep into her pussy.

She wiggled her hips, helping to seat him fully.

"Yeeeeeah!" she grunted, feeling the muscles inside her begin to tighten again.

She bit her lip, trying to hold back her cresting emotions just a little, wanting to enjoy the thrusting push of that huge shaft just a little longer while it spread the tight, clinging tissues of her pussy and drove for her depths. God, her boss was a real man-every bit as much a man as her husband was, and maybe even more so. Oh, yes, yes, they were going to have some good times together.

"Yes, yes, lover," she murmured, weaving her hips around his as the hard head of his cock slid in and out of her.

"Oh, God, that's good," he grunted, holding for a moment at the bottom of his stroke to savor the sensation of her tight, hot cunt gripping him fully. He felt a part of her, as if their spirits were joined as well as their flesh. He felt clearly the spasm that rippled along her cunt walls and the surge of orgasmic fervor that rushed along behind it. As his balls tightened, he made one last jerking motion and slammed his balls tight to her crotch, driving the head of his prick to the mouth of her womb as it spit out its load of fiery, liquid heat.

The pair jerked together, their bodies intensifying the excitement by fighting against each other, until exhaustion overcame them.

Breathing heavy, he pulled his soft cock out of her cunt and rolled away from her.

Suzy murmured pleasantly and ran her fingers through the sweat-soaked hair on his chest. "That was number two," she cooed pleasantly.

Number two? Only number two? Surely the woman had lost count.