Chapter 17
The next day, Laura was feeling much better, but she faked it so Jessica wouldn't leave right away. A nefarious scheme was hatching in her mind, and she had to have time for it to formulate and mature.
Shortly before dinner, Laura took a bath by herself, dabbed Chuck's favorite perfume in all the right places, then put on the thinnest, slinkiest nightgown she owned and joined Jessica and Chuck at the table for dinner.
"Well, look who's here," Chuck said. "I thought you were going to stay in bed forever."
"Not by myself," Laura laughed.
"I guess that means you don't need me any more," Jessica said. "Uncle Chuck, can you take me home tomorrow?"
"He can't afford to take the time off work right now," Laura said quickly. "He missed two days to bring you here, and we need the money."
Chuck closed his mouth and gave his wife a funny look.
"Well, maybe I can take the bus," Jessica said. Her aunt's sharp response surprised her, but she let it pass. Laura had been ill, after all.
"A bus trip that far is too long and too boring," Laura said.
Chuck was still in the dark, but Jessica thought something funny was going on.
"Oh," Jessica said, "well, maybe I can get a seat on one of those cheap airlines."
"I don't like those things," Laura said. "I'm always afraid they're going to fall out of the air. Unless there's some reason you absolutely have to rush home, why don't you stay a few more days? Who knows, I might have a relapse and need you, and you'd be back in Denver."
Now, Jessica knew that something funny was going. She just didn't know what. People don't usually have a relapse of flu, so it wasn't very-likely that Laura would. Maybe things weren't as rosy between them as Chuck said and Laura wanted to keep her there and use her presence as an excuse for not having sex with him. "No," she said, "I don't have to rush home." Carol and Hillary and Warren would be there when she got back, and the old adage said that absence made the heart grow fonder. She didn't really believe it, not with love anyway, but it was as good an excuse as any.
"Good, I want you to say a while longer," Laura said. She crossed her knife and fork on her plate and patted her tummy. "Dinner was very good, honey, but I just can't eat another bite. I guess my appetite for food isn't back yet."
"I baked a cherry pie," Jessica said.
"Oh, I've got room for that," Laura laughed.
Jessica cleared the table and served pie and coffee, and they ate in silence.
"Now," Laura said, "I think I need to lie down. Chuck, will you help me? My knees feel a little weak."
Jessica gave up trying to figure out what was going on with her aunt, cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher.
Laura held onto Chuck's arm as they walked down the hall to their bedroom. The moment they were in the room, she turned to him and delicately caressed his cock through his pants, then melted into his arms and kissed him with all the passion she could muster.
Her abrupt ardor startled Chuck, but he recovered quickly and bunched up her short gown and put his hands on her bare ass. She gurgled into his mouth, a naughty sound that expressed precisely how she felt, and ground her mound against his cock, feeling wanton and mischievous and hornier than a Texas steer. She held him in a tenacious embrace and kissed him exuberantly, hungrily, and tried to shove her tongue all the way down his throat.
He fondled her bare ass and pulled her lower tummy against his cock as he returned her kiss her with equal fervor, then had to come up for air. "God damn," he breathed, licking her lips tenderly, "you're really hot tonight."
She chuckled, her voice low and sultry. "Do you know how long it's been since you fucked me?"
"Several days," he replied.
"Will you lick me before you fuck me?" Her plan might not work, but she could close her eyes pretend that it was Jessica licking her. "You know how wild I get when you lick me," she said breathlessly.
He pulled her gown over her head and she plastered her lips to his and backed up toward the bed. He put his hands on her tits and pretended to guide her, and she chuckled into his mouth.
She felt the back of her legs hit the bed and sat down and cut her eyes up at him with a flirtatious look. "Is your tongue in good form tonight, baby?"
He stuck his tongue all the way out and waggled it at her. "What do you think? You wear a sexy nightgown to dinner and flaunt your sexuality and expect me not to notice?"
"Are you saying I'm acting like a wanton woman?"
"Yes, and you know it."
"Sure, but a woman-likes to know that her efforts were noticed," she giggled.
"You're something else," he laughed, tossing his clothes helter-skelter as he tore them off.
"You'd better believe it, baby!" She rotated on her ass and lay back on the bed with her legs open and her arms folded under her head to lift and emphasize her tits. "Jessica is bigger all over, especially her tits, but I still think that I'm Grade-A prime pussy."
He stood with his hands on his hips and his stout prick standing proudly out from his groin, pulsating with his heartbeats, and his blood racing through his veins, leaving a path of fire as he gazed lovingly at her naked body. "What's Jessica got to do with anything? Your body is fabulous."
"You say the nicest things," she murmured, glad that she didn't have to answer his question about his sexy niece. She took a deep breath and arched her back slightly, lifting her tits a little higher, accenting them a little more.
He lay down on his side, facing her, and she turned to face him and reached for his cock and fondled it lovingly.
"I like to play with your cock," she whispered. She turned around and lay on her side facing him and ran the tip of her forefinger around the bulging ridge at the base of his cockhead. "Outstanding," she muttered. She wrapped her fist around the bare knob loosely and rotated it, slid it down on the shaft and kissed the sensitive tip, then curled her tongue all the way around the knob. "Adorable," she whispered affectionately. She sat up and leaned over the other way and kissed him on the mouth. "Now, it's your turn to lick me, baby."
"You can go right ahead with what you're doing, I don't mind."
"Oh, I'm pretty sure that you'll get your cock sucked plenty before we're through," she giggled, her ardor running in high gear.
She pivoted on her ass and flopped back with her head on a pillow, and straddled her thighs without putting any weight on her legs, his cock lying along the silky flesh of her inner thighs with the head nestled into the thick thatch of dark blonde hair covering her crotch, then bent down and brushed the tip of his tongue along each side of her neck, then up her throat.
Her nipples tightened, her pussy tingled, goose bumps popped up all over her body and her insides became a quivering mass of thrilling sensations. "Oh, that tickles," she giggled happily, tilting her head back so his tongue could tickle her under the chin.
He licked across her left shoulder, down the top of her arm with long, light strokes of his tongue, licked the underside of her arm, her armpit, and onto her chest and between her stately tits, swirled his tongue over her left nipple, widening the circle, leaving rings of glistening saliva around her fleshy globe, then went to her right shoulder and repeated the process, ending up at the base of her right tit. He licked her belly, pushed her legs nearly straight out from her hips and licked the inside of her thighs, then caressed where he'd just licked. "There is no more tantalizing sight in the world than a naked woman lying on her back with her legs spread wide open," he murmured. He ran his hands over her hairy mound, then peeled her cunt lips apart and licked the succulent pink furrow. "Your pussy is delicious."
Her breath escaped in a sibilant hiss and she moaned out loud, feeling like a minx in heat, titillated in the most imperceptible nerve in her body.
Jessica was sitting in the living room watching a sitcom with the sound turned down low. She heard an odd sound from Laura's room, then remembered that Chuck was with her, and shrugged it off. She shrugged again, turned off the tube and went to the bathroom in the hall to take a shower.
Chuck ran his tongue through Laura's juicy gash again, and she flexed her knees, planted her feet and tilted her pussy up, every fiber of her being lusting for the thrilling caress of his cunning tongue.
He licked her pussy as thoroughly as he had licked her body, taking particular delight in teasing her turgid clit, pushing it up and down and from side to side under his tongue.
"Ooohhh, baby," Laura whimpered. Her chest heaved as she fought for air, and her mind reeled, inexorably losing the battle to hold onto some semblance of lucidity. From the moment his tongue touched her pussy, she'd had been on the edge of a mind-bending orgasm, and something had to give. "I'm going to cum, baby," she wailed, "I'm going to cum!"
Her body vibrated, her legs twitched, her eyes rolled back in her head and she clamped her legs around his head. She always had powerful orgasms when he licked her, but nothing like this. He could have sworn her that clit doubled in size, growing so large, it felt like he was licking one of her little her nipples.
Finally, her tremors waned and she released his head from her arduous leg-lock and slumped limply. "My God," she exclaimed.
Chuck lifted his head and chuckled. "Welcome back," he said softly. "Did you have a pleasant ride?"
"God, I felt like I had a rocket stuck up my ass," she panted.
He licked her clit and she shivered. He put his mouth over her hole and tongue-fucked her furiously, and she cried out and came again, then grabbed his ears and tugged hard.
"Fuck me," she husked, flexing her knees and opening herself for him.
He knelt between her thighs with his hard cock jutting straight out and his eyes glinting mischievously. He didn't know why she was so turned on, but he wasn't going to let the moment pass. "Will you cum again?"
"Could I stop it, even if I wanted to?" She put her hand over her pussy and rolled her clit under the pad of her middle finger. "Give me your cock, baby!"
He gored her spread snatch with his thick, flaring knob, and she threw her legs up and locked her ankles behind his ass and levered her cunt at him avidly. A warm glow of exhilaration spread over her, turned her body pink, and the fleshy grating of the prominent ridge of his cockhead stoked the lascivious excitement his tongue had generated.
"Ahhhhhh, fantastic," he moaned.
"Oooooo, fabulous," she echoed. She stuck her right hand in her crotch and her fingers wandered around the heft of his cock and the lips of her pussy. She ran her finger over her clit, then frigged herself rapidly and her ass bucked and bounced tumultuously. "Fuck me hard," she gasped, "I'm going to cum."
His rod hammered her cunt like a battering ram, and she let out a piercing wail, locked her legs tighter and fucked him with strenuous, swift lunges of her ass. All he had to do was hang on.
All he could do was hang on. He felt like he was trying to ride a bucking bronco without a saddle.
Jessica heard Laura's wail and wrapped a towel around her and rushed into the hall. Never once did it dawn on her that it might be a wail of pleasure. All she could think of was that Laura was ill and needed her. She rushed into the bedroom and slid to a dead stop with her knees nearly touching the side of the bed.