Chapter 5
Louise slept late the next morning. After a light meal, she ran a bubble bath and got in to soak. She recalled the events of the night before, this time without embarrassment. She felt better than she had in years. Jeannie and Scott were right. She had no reason to regret what she had done. It was not like she was cheating on Ray. He wasn't taking care of her needs. And he was probably screwing dozens of women on his trips. Probably a different one each trip. So why should she worry? He was getting his, and now she had found a way to get hers.
Her reverie was rudely interrupted by the door bell. Anxious to answer in case it was Jeannie, she didn't take the time to dry. She threw a thin robe over her wet body and rushed to the door.
It wasn't Jeannie, but Richard Janish, the family insurance agent. Louise suddenly remembered that they had an appointment to review their policies. She knew that it was a ploy of Richard's to try for a sale, but she couldn't very well send him away.
Flustered, realizing that her gown was too thin to hide much and that it was sticking to her wet body like tissue paper, she tried to think. She didn't want to be rude and leave him standing outside. Neither did she want to ask him in. But she had unconsciously opened the door. Throwing caution to the winds and realizing that Richard had already seen her, she stepped aside and invited him in.
Richard made no effort to conceal his surprise at the lovely vision of femininity that was being presented to him. In the past he had let Louise know by way of subtle hints that he was more than a little interested in her.
"Would you like some coffee, Richard?" Louise asked, trying to maintain her composure under his hot, steady gaze. "Or maybe a drink?"
"I'd better have a drink," he replied. "Even though the sun isn't anywhere near the yard arm."
What the hell, Louise though, Ray humps everything he can catch. I might as well see what it's like with another man. After what I did last night, fucking another man is the next logical step anyway.
She went to the bar and made two strong highballs, then walked to the chair where Richard was sitting and stood directly in front of him. She deliberately leaned over much farther than necessary to give him his drink, putting her jutting breasts and erect nipples on full display.
Richard took his glass and raised it in a toast, looking directly into her eyes. "To us?" he said, a question in his voice.
Louise clinked her glass against his. "Yes, I think so," she replied.
She raised her glass and downed half the potent drink, then put her glass on the table near the chair and sat on his lap. He gulped his drink and put his glass on the table. He gathered her in his arms, felt her shiver. His mouth closed over hers, and she was reminded that the show she had seen at the club had stirred feelings in her that Ginger hadn't completely satisfied. In the tub, she had considered jacking off. But now salvation was at hand.
She opened her lips under the pressure of his.
Their tongues met. He squeezed her tight with one arm, his other hand roaming up and down her back and over her shapely ass. She broke the kiss and gazed into his eyes.
"Don't stop, darling," she whispered. "Do what you want. You can have me right now."
Louise didn't need to worry that he would stop. His cock was already stiffening from its contact with her nearly naked ass. Her blonde cunt hair was visible through the thin gown.
He ran his fingers through her long tresses, pulling her head to him. Her mouth worked hungrily against his. Her lips were moist and trembling with desire.
Louise stood and slipped out of the damp gown. She ran her hands over the slope of her large globes, cupped them, lifted them in her palms, and presented them to him.
A tiny pang of warning flashed through his mind as he stared at her with hot eyes. She was not a woman to fuck and discard. To taste her flesh would be to unleash a desire that would demand more and more. Was he willing to sate her appetite? But his second thoughts were instantly drowned in consuming lust. He slipped to the floor and knelt in front of her.
She stood before him for a moment, smiling down at him. She put her hands behind his head and pulled his face between her thighs. An exotic, spicy taste filled his mouth as the nest of blonde curls touched his lips. She pulled at his head harder, her free hand moving to her pussy. The tips of her fingers parted her lush lower lips, opening the way for his tongue.
He lapped at her succulent flesh, spellbound by his compelling hunger and her captivating beauty. Her body rocked slightly as she pressed her snatch harder to his mouth. She put one foot on the chair and spread herself wide. Her fingers dug into the back of his head, and he kissed, caressed, and tongued her crotch from her asshole to the top of her slit and back again. She reached the verge of an orgasm, then suddenly moved away.
She knelt down and undressed him slowly, teasing his skin with the tips of her fingers.
"Stand up," she husked.
He stood. Her tongue flicked out and made paths of fire around his belly button. Her head moved lower. Her lips parted. Her tongue flicked over the head of his cock, and her mouth closed on it. She glanced up at him, her lips shining wetly, her mouth full of his meat.
His muscles tensed, and her head began bobbing. Her tongue and lips were pressed tightly on his prick. She absorbed more and more of his cock until the tip was as deep in her mouth as she dared take it. She'd had Ray's cock in her mouth only once, and then only briefly, so she didn't know how much she could take without gagging. She reached between Richard's legs and cupped his balls, sending waves of pleasure through him.
She pulled her mouth off his dong, licked the insides of his thighs, and looked up into his face. Her hand slid easily up and down his saliva-slick shaft.
"Do you like fucking my mouth?" she asked.
Richard was startled by her question.
"Yeah," he croaked. "It's great."
She took the base of his rod in both hands, let the knob slide back into her mouth again. She worked her head back and forth with an intense, nerve-tingling pleasure. He put his hands behind her head and began hunching his hips, fucking her in the mouth.
Suddenly Louise pulled away, got to her feet, and left the room without a backward glance. She knew he would follow.
Richard went into the bedroom and found Louise lying in the middle of the bed, her arms folded under her head to accentuate her big tits, her legs spread wide.
He stood by the bed for a moment, admiring her naked body, then joined her, taking her in his arms and turning onto his side to meet her.
His hard cock pressed against her belly, and she shivered. The hot, tapered crown throbbed against the soft flesh around her navel. She put one hand behind his neck, sliding the other down his back, her fingernails grazing the base of his spine.
She caressed him tenderly, scratching lightly up and down his backbone from the furrow of his buttocks to his shoulders and back down again. She felt his fingers wandering down her back. He fondled the cheeks of her ass. She pressed her lips wetly against his mouth and gave him her tongue.
Richard explored the curvy mounds of flesh rising so beautifully from her lower body. His fingers separated the globes and hefted them. He rubbed them gently, slid his hands under them, and felt the heat of her twat. He pulled the cheeks apart again and slipped his fingers into the deep cleft.
Louise tensed her body against his. He began to grind his prick up and down on her crotch. She felt her pussy getting wetter as he fondled her ass.
His finger touched the tight, secret mouth of her back passage. She stiffened as his finger prodded the orifice, taking its measure, moving in a small circle and then penetrating the puckered passage.
She relaxed slightly. He was being so gentle that her reservations about being touched there were quickly gone. She moved her hand down the front of his body and felt for the hot prick that was throbbing so strongly against her snatch.
Richard worked his finger gently into her asshole. His free hand held one globe of her rear away from its twin as he fingered the hot, tight hole and tickled the rubbery inner flesh.
Louise raised her leg and bent her knee so he could reach her other opening. Her cunt was dripping, the slick lips quivering for attention. Their bodies pulled apart a few inches. Louise lay half on her side, and he leaned over her. She held his prick firmly.
Her head sank down onto the pillow, her long blonde hair falling across her tits. He moved his hand down her flat, smooth belly until his fingers reached her hairy mound. His middle finger coaxed her sleek labia apart.
The petal-like lips of her cunt opened suddenly, and he rapidly penetrated her hot, wet slit, tickling it up and down and finding the palpitating button at the top. He urged the slippery, agitated nubbin into quivering stiffness.
It was all Louise could do to keep her thighs apart. The wonderful sensations she had felt the night before had returned. The gorgeous, maddening attentions to her pussy and asshole made her weak and dizzy. She could hear her breath coming in harsh, uneven gasps. She tightened her grip on the twitching cock she held in her hand.
She seized his head with her free hand and thrust his face into her tits, nearly suffocating him with the abundance of resilient flesh. She urged him to suck and kiss her nipples. He opened his mouth wide, took the cherry tip of one, then the other, into his mouth, nipping with his teeth and lapping with his tongue.
They drove each into a frenzy of carnal desire, neither one changing the pace, both determined to prolong their play.