Chapter 1
Tina breathed a silent sigh of relief when the night waitress walked in ten minutes before Tina's shift was to end. Angie was new on the job, and Tina didn't know her well enough to determine she could rely on her.
"Hi, Tina," she beamed. Twenty and nearly fresh out of high school, this was her first real job. Of average height, with full hips and a large bust, she was sure to be a hit with the customers. "Listen," the girl continued, "I'll start right now, give you some extra time. I was late ten minutes last week, so I figure I owe you."
"Thanks, Angie," Tina said, genuinely grateful for the extra time. "I want to freshen up a lot, anyway."
"Ooh, hot date?" Angie rolled her eyes.
"Yes...no. Picking up my husband after his night class, actually. At least I can dream, though."
Angie laughed. "Wait a minute. That was him, Bob, a couple of nights ago, right?" Tina nodded. "Well, you got nothing to complain about."
"Thanks, Angie." Tina flashed the girl a smile and quickly headed to the ladies' rest room. She
couldn't do anything as obvious as bringing a dress to the diner with her, so she had no choice but to meet Joe in her waitress's uniform.
He had assured her it wouldn't matter. You won't be wearing anything, honey, he drawled, that Deep South accent of his thrilling Tina to her core. The uniform was a dress with a short skirt, designed for women an inch or so shorter than Tina. On her, it stopped above mid-thigh, and she could flash by simply bending low enough.
Her fingers scaled down the buttons, and she trembled with excitement as she thought about the two hours that lay ahead of her. She hadn't lied when she said she was going to pick up her husband, she simply didn't say that his class ended at nine. Pulling her arms out of the sleeves of the uniform, she let the top drop down over her waist. Her bra was plain white latex that too efficiently covered her large, almost perfectly round breasts.
Just the right kind of proper undergarment for a married woman to wear, shoulder straps and all. Reaching behind her back, she undid the back strap and peeled off the garment. Her breasts jiggled into view, and her flat, brown nipples tingled as she envisioned the feel of Joe's hands on her bare skin.
Bending over the sink, she began to wash herself. The bathroom door opened, and Tina turned to see Angie striding in.
"Hi, Barney's covering for me," she said, referring to the night cook. "I just have to go before it gets busy."
It seemed to Tina that the girl's eyes lingered a bit too long on her tits. Deciding it was just her horny imagination, she turned back to the sink. Angie got into a bathroom stall directly behind the sink, and she didn't bother to close the door. Tina looked up and saw the girl's reflection in the mirror as she hiked up her dress and pulled down her panties.
Quickly, she dropped her gaze, telling herself she hadn't seen what she thought. No pubic hair? Angie was a radiant, natural blonde... may be it was just so light that.. .but why was she concerning herself with another woman's private parts?
Over-horny, she told herself again. She dried herself quickly and put her bra back on. Angie bid her a good night and went back to the diner. Tina gathered up her things, feeling a mixture of anxiety and anticipation. She was getting some hard sex, and moreover, with another man. The danger aspect added to the thrill for her.
She'd slept with several men before she met Bob, but after they were married her sex drive increased dramatically. He was able to keep up with her, but after he started school his own sex drive diminished.
So, Tina was left feeling horny and aggravated more often than not. To preserve her sanity, she started responding in a playful sort of way to the customers' overtures. She didn't take any of them seriously until she'd met Joe....
It was hard for her to recall exactly how they started their affair. Not that it mattered at the moment, though. Taking off her cap, she loos-
ened her long, red hair and let it fall around her shoulders. She drove off, heading in the same direction she always did after work. Not that anyone would care, in particular. It was just a good idea to be careful.
Besides, it enhanced the fact that she was sneaking around, and she felt her pussy lips grow a bit more moist as she came upon a fairly dark stretch of road. She turned sharply, speeding up a bit when she saw a familiar masculine form wave to her from the roadside. His features came into view, and she could feel her cunt muscles move.
She could feel the heat of Joe's body as he slid in next to her. They kissed briefly, his tongue tip nudging hers, then they separated and Tina started the car. Joe draped his arm over the back of the seat, and he let his knee rest against hers.
"You're sure Joy will be out late?" Tina asked. "I mean, 1 always know when Bob's classes end."
"Those meetings go on damn late," he said, lightly gripping her shoulder. "Frankly, I have no idea what they do besides play cards. Who knows? Maybe they're watching dirty movies."
"Like we'll be, right?" Tina laughed. "Honey, somehow, I just don't think so. So, how are things...you know."
Joe frowned. "'Okay' is the word. We both get off and feel satisfied enough, but it's like we're following some fucking health routine or carrying out instructions from a manual."
Tina nodded. Sex with Bob had been a lot like that lately. No more of his carrying her nude body through the house, no spontaneous encounters.
School pressures were to blame, but that didn't help her sex drive. A short time later, the greasy glow of a yellow neon sign came into view. Love Stop, the sign said, and Tina pulled into the driveway and quickly made for the back of the motel.
"Don't want to lose these," she said after she'd stopped the car. Joe glanced down to see her hiking her skirt up to her waist. He unconsciously rested a hand on his crotch as her plain white panties came into view. Raising her ass, Tina hauled them down, moonlight revealing the patch of red hair over her pussy mound. She sat back down, kicking her legs over Joe's lap and yanking the panties off her feet.
She spun around as he made a grab for her pussy. "Wait till we get inside. I just want to make damn sure I come home with these. I'm supposed to be visiting Sally. How am I supposed to explain losing my underpants?"
"Maybe you had an accident?" Joe quipped.
She jammed a hand against his shoulder and shoved. "You know, you always have to be disgusting."
"Well, I always have to be something else, too." He glanced at his crotch to show her what he meant. There was a significant bulge in his tight jeans. "Besides, I'd better get our keys."
He got out of the car, and about five minutes later, he returned with a key to a far cabin. Tina stuffed her underpants in her purse and got behind him as he stepped up to the cabin door. He unlocked it, and she threw her arms around
him and jammed her tits against his back. The door swung open, and she cupped both hands over his crotch.
Joe stepped forward, Tina behind him and holding on tight. Slamming the door shut and locking it, he spun around and seized her ass as he pressed his mouth to hers. Tina parted her teeth, reveling in the feel of his tongue in her mouth. She sucked hard on his tongue and shoved her hands between their locked-together bodies, groping for his belt. He hiked up her dress, clapping his hot hands over the bare skin of her exposed buttocks, then he drew his tongue out of her mouth.
"Let's get this God damn thing off," he muttered, quickly unbuttoning her dress.
"I can't wait to get my hands on your prick," she replied, a growl infecting the smooth, sensuous tone of her voice. She got his belt unbuckled and almost tore his pants in her frantic effort to get them open. The jeans slid down to his knees, and she let go to raise her arms so Joe could pull her dress off over her head.
Clad only in her bra, she seized the waistband of his briefs and yanked hard. His stiff prick popped up, and as he reached for the back strap of her bra, she dropped to her knees and gripped his hard-on with both hands.
"You know, I love the way your cock tastes," she said, grinning up at him. Then she opened her mouth wide and took his cockhead between her lips. Joe moaned softly and bent his knees. His hands felt hot on her bare shoulders as she
caressed the underside of his cockhead with the tip of her tongue. A bit of precum drooled out, and she sucked it to the back of her throat.
Joe thrust his hips forward, sliding his cock-shaft into the red-headed waitress's mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth, at the same time rolling her tongue from side to side. Then she abruptly pulled her head back and let his prick drop out of her mouth.
"I just had to taste it," she said, licking her lips as she got to her feet. "You know where I really want it."
"Right now, I want those tits," Joe muttered, stepping behind her and unhooking the clasp of her bra strap. Careful not to damage the undergarment, he dragged the straps off her shoulders. Tina gave her upper body a shake and the bra dropped to the motel cabin floor.
Holding her firmly by her bare hips, Joe lifted her until her nipples were level with his mouth. He ran his tongue around the pink-brown of her areolae, feeling her nipples stiffen, then he clasped his mouth over her right breast and sucked her flat brown nipple into his mouth.
Tina threw her arms around his neck, pushing her tit against his face. He removed his mouth and turned to her other breast, taking her stiff nipple between his lips. Holding her like that, he staggered to the small double bed and put her down on the mattress. Tina immediately dropped to all fours, wiggling her butt cheeks at him and spreading her thighs. Keeping an eye on the bit of pussy he could see under her butt, Joe fished a
condom out of his pants pocket and tore open the foil packet.
"You have to let me try to do that, sometime," Tina remarked, turning to look at him and shivering in anticipation of the prick she could see behind her.
"Yes, not tonight." Joe's voice was husky with lust. He slipped the condom over his hard-on and got up on the bed, positioning himself on his knees behind her. Tina automatically thrust back, and his condom-clad hard-on skidded between her butt cheeks. She clutched his stiff dick with her ass crack, making him grunt hoarsely. Joe pulled back and she released her grip. He stuck a hand between her thighs, cupping her private flesh in his palm.
A bit of arousal fluid oozed out, and he bent a finger up and pushed it between her lips. "Give me your fucking prick," Tina shouted suddenly, making Joe glance at the small window to make sure it was tightly shut.
Pulling his hand back, he got a firm grip on the base of his cockshaft and guided the head between her thighs. The latex-clad tip brushed against her labia, and Tina shifted slightly. His cockhead popped right between her cunt lips and he paused to tantalize her.
Again, she cried out for his prick. He leaned over her, taking hold of her tits as he nudged his prick forward. Feeling a bit of cockshaft enter her pussy, Tina thrust back forcefully and took almost the entire length of Joe's dick in her cunt. He gave one more thrust forward, then his tight-
ened scrotum touched her butt cheeks.
"Yeah, I feel your balls on my ass," Tina cried out. She didn't often get very loud when having sex, but Joe sent feelings through her that she couldn't, and didn't want to, control. "Stop fucking around and start fucking!"
She couldn't recall the last time she talked dirty while fucking Bob. Joe started to hump rhythmically, and she forgot about everything except her rampaging lust. As he stroked, Bob rubbed his hands in a slow circle over her nipples, making Tina tremble and moan low in her throat.
"Oh, you have such a good, hot pussy," Joe muttered, bringing his fingers together to tweak her nipples.
"And you have a big, fat, hard prick," she called back, pressing her ass cheeks against his thighs.
"We shouldn't have waited a week," Joe said haltingly. "You're really draining-"
"Just fuck," she interrupted. She'd been waiting to hear him say something like that, and she squeezed her pussy muscles together around his pumping prick. Instantly, as she knew he would, Joe swooped his hand down to her pussy and spread two fingers. He brought them together around the wrinkled flesh enclosing Tina's clitoris in its protective sheath, stroking gently to match the rhythm of his pumping prick.
Her pussy tightened hard around his cock, and she threw her head back as the first tremors of orgasm overtook her. "You're making me cum,
I'm doing it, that cock of yours...go ahead, shoot your God damn load!"
Joe pulled back, then lunged all the way in with a single stroke. His cock started its ejacula-tory jerking in her, then his cum shot into the rubber as he continued to hump. Her cunt juice flowed liberally over his hand, and he drew out of her as he felt the last spurt of his load hit the rubber.
"Oh, so fucking intense," Tina moaned, flopping down on her belly. Joe rolled over on his back, groaning softly as he pulled himself up to a sitting position. Tina rolled over and grabbed his wrist as he was about to take off the condom.
"Let me do that, okay?" she grinned, pushing his hand aside.
"Just don't snap it," Joe laughed, rocking back on his forearms.
Gingerly, Tina took hold of the rubber rim at the base of his cockshaft and slowly rolled the wrinkled latex off his softening cock. She moved very slowly until she reached the head, then she abruptly yanked it off.
"Hey, easy," Joe yelled, jerking back.
"Ooh, I'm sorry," Tina purred, grinning from ear to ear. "Here, let me kiss the boo-boo."
Kicking her legs behind her, she rubbed her nipples against the sheet as she hooked her chin over Joe's thigh. Pursing her lips, she kissed his softened cock and lightly dabbed her tongue tip at the head.
"There. Is that better?" Joe murmured that it was. Tina glanced at a cracked clock on the wall.
"You know, I have time for another-if you do."
"I do too," Joe chuckled. "Let's just see what we can do about this." Pressing a hand between her shoulder blades, he stretched himself out on top of her and nestled his prick in her ass crack.
"Want to do me there?" Tina purred. "You can't say it's dirty if you're wearing a rubber."
Joe rolled off her and rested a hand on her butt cheeks. "You know, I thought you'd never ask. You never told me you like back door stuff."
"I guess I forgot," Tina said. "Anyway, let me get this dick stiff."
Joe was lying on his side. Tina flipped over and pushed him on his back, then she rolled between his legs and pressed her lips against his balls. She gently closed her lips over his scrotum and started to suck.
"Wait," Joe said. "Turn around so I can get a taste of you."
Tina rolled out from between his legs. She got on all fours over him, her knees on either side of his head, and ducked her head into his crotch. Joe seized her bare hips and pulled her pussy down to his face, thrusting his tongue between her cunt lips as she sucked his prick into her mouth.
His cock was already starting to twitch in the first signs of renewed erection as she rolled it around on her tongue. He pushed as much of his tongue as he could into the tight, wet warmth of her vagina, sliding his hands over her butt cheeks and parting them.
One hand went down her ass crack and the other slid between her thighs. He dragged his
tongue out and pressed the tip to the top of her slit, feeling the skin over her clit slide away. Her stiff love button dug into his tongue, and she started to shake and moan above him.
Joe pressed a fingertip to the tight ring of her anus and slid two fingers of his other hand into her pussy. She began to climax immediately, her head bobbing back and forth as his prick steadily grew in her mouth. An especially powerful surge of lust tore through her, and she opened her mouth wide to scream out her passion. His cock flopped out, and she jammed her pussy against his face as her orgasm rocked her.
Feeling the waves of pleasure subside, she tucked his prick back in her mouth and started sucking hard. One touch of her tongue tip on the sensitive underside of his cockhead was all it took to get him thoroughly hard again. At Joe's urging, she freed his cock from her mouth and he jumped off the bed to get another condom.
"This time, let me put it on," Tina said, her eyes following the up-and-down bobbing of his stiff dick.
"Okay." Joe stretched out flat on the bed as Tina extracted the rolled rubber disk from its packet. Taking a firm grip on his cockshaft, she placed the disk rim-side up on the tip of his cockhead and very carefully rolled it down.
Joe let out a grunt and shifted around under her. She released the grip of her other hand and cupped his balls as she dragged the rubber down to the thick ring of hair surrounding his prick.
"See, I did it," she laughed, rolling over on her
back and getting on all fours. Joe got behind her, shoving a hand between her thighs and giving her pussy lips a hard squeeze. He p-jlled his hand back and took hold of his condom-wrapped prick, guiding it down her ass crack.
"Hold my cunt," Tina rasped at him. She lowered her shoulders to the mattress, her butt now all but perpendicular to the bed. Joe grunted agreement and wrapped his other arm around her waist, placing his hand over the patch of red hair on Tina's pubic mound. Her butthole strained against his prick, and he pushed hard to feel the tight ring of anal muscle reluctantly give way.
"Oh, that's it, it hurts, ouch, it's so fucking good," Tina cried out. "Finger my fucking pussy."
"Yeah, I got my dick in your ass," Joe replied, punctuating each word with a grunt. Turning his wrist, he laid his forefinger between her labia and rubbed back and forth before dipping in his fingertip.
"Come on, for fuck's sake, give me more finger!" Tina bellowed, mightily thrusting her ass back at him.
Much faster than he'd wanted it too, his dick plunged into her bunghole. Tina let out a shrill cry as momentary pain seized her, then her voice lowered and her cry became a deep moan of pleasure.
"1 love the way it fills me. You always fill me like this," she gasped.
Too seized with lust to reply, Joe curled two fingers around her snatch and pushed them
between her cunt lips. Her pussy flesh immediately clamped down, as if her cunt was holding his ringers in place of its own accord. Joe pushed forward gently with his hips, the tight walls of her ass squeezing his cock so tightly he couldn't feel the rubber, and got his cock in her to the root.
His scrotum slipped just inside her ass crack, the wrinkled flesh grazing the walls of her crack while his cock hair grazed the smooth skin of her butt. He drew his cock out slowly and pushed his fingers in deep, then pushed his cock in and drew his fingers out.
A frantic shaking and a series of all but incomprehensible curses from Tina told him he'd hit her G spot. He quickly moved his fingers aside, not wanting to make her cum just yet-he knew there would be no way he could hold back. Tina protested loudly, and he slipped just the tips of his fingers back between her labia.
"Take it easy," he rasped in reply. "We're not in that much of a hurry."
"All right, but get your fucking fingers back in," she hissed, thrusting her butt back and again driving his cock deeply in.
Joe slid a hand up to her breast and squeezed a nipple. Tina murmured, then said, "Switch hands, okay? Put the one on my tit in my cunt."
"Anything," Joe groaned, carefully drawing his prick out. Her ass was clutching him more and more tightly, and he could feel his cum struggle to rise up his cockshaft. Taking his fingers from her cunt, he placed them over a round breast, tracing a small trail of cunt juice around her areolae.
He got his other hand back on the breast he'd been holding. Tina said, "Give me that hand... the right one." She gestured with her chin to the hand on her breast. "I want to taste myself."
Puzzled enough to feel his load recede, Joe lifted his fingers to her mouth. She sucked greedily, and the sound she made, along with the look on her face, made his cum ride right back up his cockshaft again.
"Yes, this is good," Tina said, sounding like she was talking to herself. "Let's make this last.. .you're not going to-"
"Not yet," Joe grunted, easing his cock back and plunging his fingers into her pussy. "You know, this is what, our fifth time?"
"Yeah, five," Tina replied. "What's up?"
"Just...uhn! Thinking," Joe answered. "It's always so easy. I mean...."
"You mean, we're not stupid enough to get caught," Tina answered sharply. "If you waste enough time, talking instead of fucking, we'll, we'll fuck up."
"Yeah." Joe plunged his cock all the way back in, taking as deep a breath as he could. Deciding he couldn't hold back much longer no matter what, he angled his fingers over to where her G spot was and quickly found the pad of special flesh.
"Oh, you're getting me off, you're making me fucking cum!" Tina shouted immediately.
Her ass tightened ferociously around his dick and her cunt churned around his fingers as pussy juice ran down to his wrist. A wild rush of plea-
sure overtook him, and he let go of her tit to grip the sheets as he shot spurt after spurt of cum into the condom.
"Enough, too much, it's all right!" Tina uttered, dragging herself away from him. Her pussy flesh was still churning as he withdrew his fingers, and her asshole loosened its grip just enough to allow him to drag his prick out.
Tina slumped down, Joe on top of her. He rolled over and darted to the small, rather shabby but clean-enough bathroom, where he pulled off the condom. As he turned the faucets in the shower stall, Tina padded into the bathroom after him.
"Ladies first," she laughed, planting a hand on his lightly haired chest and pushing him aside.
'Tina, for fuck's sake," Joe said, grinning as he watched her start to clean herself. She turned and stuck her tongue out at him, then flattened herself against a yellowing white wall. "See if you can fit," she giggled.
"Well, talk about time," Joe muttered, "we just might blow it."
As it turned out, there was barely enough room between them for the water to run down to their feet. Laughing, Joe feinted a grab for her breast, then seized her hip when she ducked away. He pushed, and she couldn't stop herself from staggering out of the shower stall.
"Turnabout," he laughed, soaping himself down. "What's that old saying...fair play?"
"Fuck play," Tina replied gleefully. She thrust a hand into the stall and made a swift grab for his
prick.
He ducked, turning his back to her. Tina leaned over and lightly smacked his butt, then she darted out of his way and grabbed a towel.
"Remind me to owe you one for that," Joe chuckled, shutting off the water.
Tina charged across the room, scooping up her clothes while Joe dried himself off. She was stepping into her panties as he got his clothes, and they avoided looking at each other until they were fully dressed.
Relaxed and satisfied, she got into her car. Joe got in beside her, and she drove him to where he parked his car. Joy, his wife, knew he liked to drive around at night, so it wouldn't look suspicious if he walked in after she'd gotten home.
He knew she'd be out for hours, though. Gazing straight ahead at the deserted road, Tina said, "You know, you were right, back there."
"Huh? About what?"
"How easy it always is. I mean, you hear about really smart people getting caught anyway. We've never even come close."
"Well, Larry, at work-I think I told you about him-he likes to read these psychology magazines. Said he saw something about how people who get caught, smart people, actually want to and don't know."
"Sure as hell glad I'm not smart," Tina chuckled. "I don't want to get caught, and damn, I do know it."
"So much for those God damn magazines," Joe said. "I'm with you on that!"
There was no one around, not even another car, when she dropped him off. At this time of night, the town looked a bit eerie to her, like something was going on behind those darkened windows. As always, she shrugged the thought off and savored the memories of the night just past.