The advent of a more liberal society has revolutionized the life of the modern American woman, opening up new vistas both professionally and personally. As with most social revolutions, however, the challenges are apt to be slow and sporadic, leaving untouched many of those it hopes to reach.
One occupation, that of the housekeeper, reflects the uneven progress of social change-women entering this field have long been considered slow-witted and dull with little consideration given to their true personalities or capabilities.
Living in this shadow and its traditions, the woman in this story, Vicki Turner, casts a new light onto a profession long stereotyped. Both ambitious and adventurous, she finds herself suddenly confronted by a sexual liberalism which challenges her.
WAYLAID HOTEL MAID-a chronicle of our times. The story of a woman trapped in a tide of social change.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
When Vicki Turner reported for her first day of work, her boss complimented her on her on her appearance.
"Baby," Howard Reeves said, "you're a knockout."
Vicki blushed and said coldly, "Thank you, Mr. Reeves, but I feel this uniform is too tight."
"Bull," Reves chuckled. "The guests'Il love it. See, I get mostly single guys staying at this hotel, or married guys on the road. They wanta see terrific tits and ass and baby, you've got both."
Vicki felt so mortified, she didn't trust herself to reply. She just grabbed her cleaning cart and wheeled it out of Reeves' office. She hoped she wouldn't see the man very often. She just didn't like the way he looked at her, undressing her with his eyes.
Not that her new boss was bad-looking. A dark-haired six-footer in his early thirties, Howard Reeves would be considered a catch by most single women. Vicki wasn't single, though. She'd been happily married for several years and she had no intention of cheating on her husband.
She went to the first vacant room in Reeves' hotel and began dusting. As she worked, she thought about Clint, her sexy husband and she felt herself getting aroused. She wished Clint wasn't such a workaholic. He was at the office or on the road so much that they hardly had a free moment to make love.
In fact Vicki had taken this job cleaning hotel rooms just to get out of the house and escape her boredom and restlessness. She didn't need the money that badly. Clint made a good living. But she was alone so much, it was driving her crazy.
Now she wondered if she'd made a mistake. She sure didn't like the way her boss had come on to her and she didn't think cleaning rooms would be very interesting work. But maybe it was better than sitting at home longing for Clint and feeling horny.
"Hi, baby, how's it going?" Howard Reeves said, poking his head in the door.
Vicki jumped about a foot.
"Oh, everything's fine, Mr. Reeves," she said. "No problems."
"Hey, I wish you'd call me Howard," he said, moving closer to her. "I'd like to be better friends with you, honey. You're a beautiful woman."
She was that, all right. Tall, leggy, with a fantastic body, Vicki was a brunette in her mid-twenties. She knew she attracted men without even trying. But that didn't interest her. She only loved one man and that was her husband, Reeves' interest made her uncomfortable.
"I'm a married woman, Mr. Reeves," she said icily. "It wouldn't be right for me to be friends with you."
Reeves gave an impatient sigh. "I don't think you get the point, honey," he said. "If you wanta work here, you gotta be nice to the boss."
Then, taking her by surprise, he grabbed her and pulled her close for a kiss. Vicki was stunned, too stunned to react. Reeves had her in an iron grip and he was a big man, too strong for her to fight. He jammed his mouth onto hers and shoved his whole tongue between her lips.
To her disgust, she felt a flicker of lust in her neglected pussy. Her body didn't have any morals at all. It only sensed the closeness of a man and it was all ready to party. Her slit moistened and sizzled and she felt her nipples going stiff with arousal. Frantically she wrenched her face away from Reeves'.
"Stop that!" she gasped. "I'm not interested, Mr. Reeves! Let me go!"
He just laughed and dragged her over to the king-size bed. He pushed her down on it and before she could recover her balance, he was on top of her, pinning her down. He kissed her again, not so roughly this time. He snaked his hot tongue sensuously into her mouth and probed around.
Oh, God, Vicki thought, let me control myself.
She couldn't kid herself-she was very horny. She and Clint just didn't get it on much any more. He was always at work or out of town. Her pussy felt so neglected and she would have given anything for a decent session of love-making. But only with her husband.
She tried to escape Reeves' kiss, but it was no use. He was just too strong for her. And now she had his hands to worry about, too. They were all over her, exploring each luscious curve of her tall body. She just wished her heart would stop pounding and her slit would stop creaming.
Reeves deftly unbuttoned the top of her uniform and slid his hand down inside her bra. He worked the catch and got the lacy garment open. Vicki felt his big hot hands cupping her tender tits. He caressed and molded the heavy melons and she almost gurgled with excitement.
How long since her husband had touched her like this, with real lust and excitement? Too damned long, she knew that much. She was starved for it. Hell, if Clint had been taking care of her in bed, she wouldn't be creaming her panties for another guy, a near-stranger.
But even if her husband was neglecting her, that was no excuse for her to cheat on him. She set her hands against Reeves' powerful shoulders and pushed as hard as she could. She finally succeeded in breaking the kiss.
"Let me go!" she gasped. "I'm telling you, Mr. Reeves, I'd never cheat on my husband!"
He raised himself a little and looked at her with hot longing eyes.
"Well, I respect that, Vicki," he said. "Your husband's a lucky guy. It's just that I've got the hots for you and I find it pretty damned hard to keep my hands off you. I was hoping I could change your mind."
"You can't," she said firmly, praying he wouldn't notice how aroused she was.
"Maybe," he said, "but I'm gonna give it one more try."
He slid his hands down her body and lifted the skirt of her uniform. She felt one hand sliding up between her hot silky thighs and touching the moist crotch of her panties. She blushed hard. Would he know she'd been creaming for him? He gave a lusty shudder and slid one finger inside her crotch.
"Ohhhhh, God, nooooo!" she whimpered.
"You can't blame a guy for trying," he said, his voice hoarse with horniness.
Unfortunately for Vicki, he knew what he was doing. He found the slick little shaft of her clit the most receptive and sexy-feeling spot in her whole body and he began to saw his finger up and down over it. Vicki felt instant hot pleasure. To her mortification, she soaked his jerking finger with a sizzling burst of cunt juice.
"Oh, yeah, you like this, all right!" he panted.
"Please, please let me go!" she sobbed.
But he was too close to his goal to give up now. He pistoned his stiff finger faster over her clit, giving her a steady buzz of delicious sensation. If she hadn't been so horny, so needy, she might not have liked it so much. But she was famished for male attention to her body.
Then Reeves caught her throbbing clit between his thumb and forefinger and began kneading it. Vicki couldn't stifle a gasp of excitement. She was rocketing toward orgasm and unless she got away from this man there'd be no way to prevent it. She was in danger of totally submitting to him, forgetting her husband.
She pushed frantically at his shoulders, but she couldn't budge him. He kept kneading her pulsating clit between his fingers and giving her the hot pleasure she craved so badly. She ached to just let go and let him bring her off, but she fought it. She just couldn't do this to Clint.
With his free hand Reeves was unzipping his pants. Then he was grabbing Vicki's hand and setting it on his cock. She barely kept from groaning with lust. His prick was hot, hard and ready. It bucked and throbbed against her fingers. Reeves curled her fingers around the thick slab of meat and worked them up and down.
"Jack me off!" he gasped. "We'll get each other off this way!"
Vicki was about to wail in protest, but she thought better of it. Maybe this was the most sensible way out of her dilemma. Reeves was ordinarily a sensible businessman. He was just out of his mind with horniness right now. If she satisfied that horniness, he'd return to his senses. It was much better than fucking him.
So she nodded, firmed her fingers around his engorged cock and started pumping. Reeves snorted with excitement and kneaded her clit faster. She closed her eyes and tried to pretend she was making love with her husband. She felt so guilty about jacking off another man.
But she couldn't fool herself. Every little thing about Reeves was different. Even his cock felt different. And then he did something Clint had never done to her. Still rolling her squirting clit between his fingers, he slid his middle finger up her cunt and started fucking her with it.
"Unnnhhhh, ooooooooh!" she gasped.
She just couldn't be quiet when he subjected her to that double pleasure. Both her clit and her cunt were being massaged now, deliciously stimulated. There was no way she would be able to keep from coming. But by now she didn't even try. She needed it too badly.
They both needed it, she told herself dizzily. Once their crazy lust was satisfied, they could act like sensible adults again. So she just closed her eyes and went with it, pumping Reeves' cock fast and steadily, letting him finger-fuck her to the very brink of climax.
Then the orgasm hit her, ripping through her body like a giant electrical charge. She knew right away it was going to be one of the most fantastic climaxes she'd ever had. She began to scream and molten come-juice gushed from her spasming cunt. She pumped Reeves' cock like crazy and he bellowed and shot his load into her fist.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh, God-whaaaahhhhh!" she cried.
"Awwwwww, shit, unnnnhhhhhhh!" he roared.
It was a long hard orgasm for Vicki and she knew she'd needed it desperately. She was a healthy young woman who couldn't get by on just a couple of climaxes a month. No wonder she hadn't been able to resist her lecherous boss. But with her lust satisfied, she could think clearly again.
"Oh, God, I'm so ashamed of myself!" she moaned.
"Hey, it's okay," Reeves said, rolling off her. 'I won't bother you again, Vicki. I can see now that you really mean it. You really love your husband. I just can't figure out why he doesn't take better care of you."
Vicki blushed hard. It was obvious even to her boss that she was being neglected in bed.
"Clint's very busy at work," she said lamely.
"Well, he's a damned fool to neglect you," Reeves replied. "But don't worry. Like I said, I respect you and I won't come on to you again unless you ask for it."
Vicki nodded gratefully. She really didn't need the complication of Reeves in her life and she was glad that he understood that. But their little encounter gave her something to think about all day and even on her drive home from work. She'd come dangerously close to cheating on her husband.
She came home to an empty house. Clint was on the road again. She switched on the TV right away, but it didn't make her feel any less lonely. She headed for the shower, throwing her clothes in every direction. She wanted to get the scent of Reeves off her body. It made her feel guilty.
She stepped naked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't help agreeing with Reeves-Clint had to be a fool to neglect her. She was a damned good-looking woman and she was bound to attract other men. Clint was playing with fire by leaving her alone and horny.
She was horny again right now. Her pussy always felt hot and needy these days. It throbbed and sizzled and sticky cunt juice ran down her thighs. She quickly turned on the shower and stepped inside, hoping the sting of the water would take her mind off her starved cunt.
No such luck. The sensuous feel of the water on her naked body just made her more aroused. She lathered her hands and rubbed soap all over her sleek body, caressing herself. She needed to be caressed, but her husband didn't seem to have the time or the interest for that these days. She had to do it herself.
She slid a soapy hand between her thighs and started washing her pussy. She should have known better. It felt too good. She couldn't stop rubbing herself there. Long after the soap had rinsed away, she was still massaging the fever-hot swollen folds of her cunt, giving herself pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, God, Clint, I wish you were here!" she sighed.
But Clint wasn't due back till tomorrow and if she wanted any relief from her maddening horniness, she'd have to provide it herself. More and more lately she'd had to masturbate. She wasn't proud of it, but it was the only sexual release she had. It seemed like the answer now.
She leaned back against the wall and ran her index finger stiffly over her swollen clit. The faster she did it, the better it felt. She gurgled with pleasure and soaked her pistoning finger with sizzling spurts of cunt juice. It wasn't going to take her long to get off. It never did.
Closing her eyes, moaning with pleasure, she worked her finger into her pulpy hot cunt. Finger-fucking herself stiffly, she felt herself floating easily toward the orgasm she needed so badly. It felt great and her only regret was that she wasn't taking a big hard cock instead.
Still her finger did a damned good job. Just a few more deep hard thrusts and she triggered a violent orgasm in the fiery depths of her cunt. She slumped to her knees as she came, jerking her finger frantically in her convulsing pussy hole.
"Ooooooh, shit, oooooh!" she squealed. "Ohhhhhh, fuck, whaaaaahhhhh!"
It was a nice long orgasm, but not as good as the one Reeves had given her that afternoon. Vicki had to admit she needed a man. There was only one man she really wanted, but if she got any more desperate she might be forced to take her needs somewhere else.
"Oh, Clint, honey," she sighed, "please hurry home."
CHAPTER TWO
Howard Reeves kept his word. He didn't make a pass at Vicki when she reported for work the next day. He couldn't hide the longing in his eyes, but he acted like a gentleman and she appreciated that a lot. She needed all the self-control she could get.
She set to work cleaning the empty rooms, but there weren't many. The hotel was filling up fast. Vicki worked as fast as she could. Reeves' orders were for her to stop at noon, but she went a little beyond that, gambling that the room wouldn't be taken. As it turned out, she was wrong.
She was cleaning the bathroom when she heard somebody coming in and locking the door.
"Alone at last," a man chuckled. "I can hardly believe it."
Vicki peeked out into the main room and saw a young couple kissing. She could have kicked herself. She'd stayed longer than she was supposed to and now there was going to be an embarrassing encounter. The guests might even get angry and demand their money back.
Of course, everything would be okay if she could just hide till they left or went to sleep. She knew she couldn't make it to the door without being seen, but she could make it to the closet. She quickly slipped inside. The doors were louvered, which meant she could still see into the room. She couldn't be seen, though, because the closet was dark. It was the perfect hiding place-provided the young couple didn't use the closet.
Vicki figured they wouldn't. It was just a little past noon and they'd probably go out for lunch before they unpacked. She smiled as she watched them through the louvers. They were so young and obviously just married. The girl still had her wedding dress on and they guy was in a tux.
They were sharing the world's longest kiss. At least it seemed that way to Vicki. She wondered if either of them ever had to breathe. They went on and on, working their tongues in each other's mouth, clinging to each other like they never wanted to be apart again.
Vicki had known that feeling, five years ago when she married Clint. She was crazy about the guy and he'd given her, her very first fuck. After that she was even crazier about him. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. They fucked like bunnies. What had gone wrong?
She pushed Clint from her mind. There was no point in thinking about him. She'd thought till she was dizzy and she couldn't come up with a way to get him interested in their sex life again. Instead she lost herself in watching the newlyweds. They were a cute couple, the girl petite and blond, the guy tall and athletic.
Finally they came up for air.
"I can't believe it," the groom repeated. "I can't believe I actually get to touch you without somebody watching us."
"I know I have a million relatives," the girl laughed, "and they all wanted to make sure I was a virgin at my wedding. But we're alone now, Rick."
"Yeah," he said, his voice husky with lust, "and I hope you're ready for me, Tracy."
She backed off quickly.
"I don't know if I'm ready," she said. "I mean, I want you, Rick, but I'm pretty scared. Maybe we should go out to lunch first."
"Are you really hungry?" he asked with a grin.
"No," she laughed.
"Then just relax, honey," he said, closing in on her. "I won't hurt you. We'll just take our time and not do anything that scares you."
Oh, terrific, Vicki thought.
She'd been so sure that they'd go to lunch and now instead they were going to have a long love-making session. She'd be trapped in the closet for hours, possibly. Not only that, but it was going to be hell watching other people get what she needed so badly. But she didn't have a choice. There was no way she could leave without being seen.
"I'll just hang up my dress," Tracy said shyly.
"Yeah, I better hang up this tux, too," Rick said.
Vicki stopped breathing. If they hung up their stuff in the closet, she was cooked. But to her relief they just draped their clothes over chairs. Tracy stripped down to her matching bikini panties and bra and Rick was down to his jockey shorts. He looked lustily at his cute little bride, then skinned out of the shorts. Tracy turned red.
"Aw, come on, honey." Rich laughed. "You've seen my cock before."
"Just for a second!" she squeaked.
"Well, it's time you got better acquainted with it," Rick said, leading her over to the bed.
He pulled her down on it and gently removed her bra and panties. She had a delicious little body, all smooth and curvy and creamy. Rick ran his hands over her naked tits and she looked both excited and bashful. Then he took her hand and set it on his stiff prick.
"It won't bite," he said. "Just explore it, get used to it."
Tracy seemed eager enough to do that. She ran her fingers up and down the thick blue-veined slab of cock-meat, her eyes big and wondering. Rick's nostrils flared with lust, but he never made a rough move toward her. He knew she was scared about losing her cherry and he didn't want to ruin the experience for her.
"Gosh, it's so big!" Tracy sighed.
"You're afraid it won't go in?" Rick chuckled.
"Well, yeah," she admitted. "It looks like it'd split me in half."
"Don't worry," he said. "That won't happen. I'll make sure you're prepared."
"Prepared? How?" she asked.
"I was just about to show you," he said.
He eased her thighs open, making her blush again. He ogled her cute little slit, the moist pink flesh fringed with fine blond hairs. Then he slid his middle finger between the slick folds of her cunt, working it back and forth. Tracy gasped, then gurgled with pleasure.
"Oooooh, that feels nice!" she cried.
The tension went out of her body and she lay back limp and submissive as her new husband masturbated her. Vicki watched from the closet and just ate her heart out. It seemed like years since Clint had done that to her. He was too busy for any foreplay these days and she missed it so much.
"Mmmmmm, honey, ooooooooh!" Tracy moaned.
Vicki was almost whimpering with envy. She could feel her neglected slit heating, swelling and creaming. The hot sticky juice soaked her panties. She had a wild urge to play with herself, but of course she couldn't do that in the closet. It would be so mortifying if she was caught.
She could just imagine what Howard Reeves would say if she was caught spying on the guests and masturbating. She could kiss her job goodbye. She wouldn't get a recommendation, either. No, she'd better just try to ignore her hot lust till she was alone.
But that was very hard to do, because spying was the hottest turn-on she'd ever known. She'd never done it before and she never would have if she hadn't been trapped in that room. But now she couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene on the bed.
Tracy's pretty face was pink with pleasure and she was baring her teeth in a lusty grimace as Rick expertly massaged her swelling virgin slit. He gradually increased the speed and pressure of his rubbing and that got her even more excited. His finger dripped with her gushing cream.
"Oh, God, Rick, you're getting me so hot!" the little blond bride moaned.
"That's what I mean by preparation," he said with a leer. "I'll get you so hot, you won't be afraid to fuck."
He kept sawing his finger stiffly between her slick pussy lips, till she was writhing and squealing on the very brink of climax. Vicki could tell that this was all new stuff for Tracy. She'd been very carefully guarded before marriage and Rick hadn't been able to go very far with her.
Now he was turning her on to all the delicious ways to make love. She was learning that there was a lot more to it than kissing, hand-holding and fucking. In between those extremes there were hundreds of exciting things a man and a woman could do to each other with their fingers and lips and tongues.
"Rick, what's happening to me?" Tracy sobbed.
"You need to come," he said hoarsely. "Just let it happen. I'll make it happen right now."
He slid his whole thick middle finger into her virgin cunt. He'd gotten her so aroused already, that was all it took. As she felt her cunt crammed for the very first time, the horny virgin came like a bomb. She screamed in ecstasy and her body convulsed and writhed.
"Unnnhhh, God, whaaahhhhhh!" she howled.
Vicki couldn't stifle a little whimper of longing, but it was drowned out by Tracy's squeals and moans as she came for the very first time. Rick got her off skillfully, finger-fucking her through a long delicious climax. At last she flopped back limp, opened her eyes and stared at him.
"Did I come?" she asked. "Is that how it feels?"
"Yep," Rick grinned. "Did you like it?"
"Honey, I loved it," she said. "Could you please do it to me again?"
"You bet," he said, "But I'll do it a different way this time."
He pulled his cream-soaked finger out of her smoking virgin cunt and crawled between her legs. He bent her legs and eased them wide-open. She was still bashful about showing him her naked cunt and she reddened. But she was eager for another climax.
Then she let out a shocked squeal as her brand-new husband stuck out his tongue and started licking her pussy.
"Rick, what on earth are you doing?" she exclaimed.
"Going down on you," he said. "Eating your pussy. I know it seems weird, but trust me. You'll love it. Everybody does it."
Tracy didn't look totally convinced, but she lay back and tried to relax. She didn't have to try very hard. Rick lashed his big wet tongue up and down her ultrasensitive cunt and she felt delicious rushes of pleasure. Soon she was writhing and moaning.
"Oh, honey, that's fantastic!" she whimpered. "I just love it, baby!"
Tell me about it, Vicki thought sadly.
Her husband Clint was one of the best pussy-eaters going, but he just didn't bother any more. That made Vicki sadder than anything, because she just adored having him go down on her. She loved going down on him, too, but he didn't have time for that these days, either.
So it was hell watching Rick lick Tracy's pussy. It was frustrating and it was arousing. Again Vicki had a powerful urge to play with herself, but she felt she couldn't take the risk. She might get too excited and start moaning and then she'd be discovered.
So she just stood in the closet and focused on Rick's fat red tongue as it lashed all over Tracy's cream-spurting gash. He really got off on what he was doing. He gobbled up his wife's tangy cunt cream and he snaked his tongue into every fold and cranny of her steaming cunt.
"Unnnnhhh, Rick, I can't take much more!" Tracy cried hoarsely. "I'm going crazy, honey!"
"I know what to do about that," he said with a leer.
He cupped her hot little ass and controlled her wriggling body so he could stay on target. Then he made his tongue long and stiff and crammed it into her virgin cunt. She gasped, then let out a hoarse sob of ecstasy as he began to fuck her hard and deep with his tongue.
"Ooooooh, shit, oooooh, I love it!" She wailed.
Vicki was almost sobbing with need and envy. She'd have given anything to trade places with Tracy just then. She'd have settled for just a few minutes of expert tongue-fucking. That's all she would have needed to get off like crazy. But she couldn't even have that.
She ground her thighs together, trying to ease the hot ache between them. She felt molten juice pouring like lava from her needy cunt, soaking through her panties and running down her inner thighs. She seemed more frantically horny than ever. She wondered just how much frustration she could take.
"Unnnnhhhhhhh, Rick, you did it, I'm comingggggg!" Tracy howled.
She was bucking and convulsing as Rick tongue-fucked her through her second orgasm in just a few minutes. It wasn't fair, Vicki thought. Tracy was getting all the orgasms she could handle and Vicki wasn't getting any at all. The frustrated hotel maid watched with hot lusty eyes as the young bride howled and writhed her way through orgasm. At last Tracy went still and looked adoringly at her new husband.
"Rick, that was wonderful," she said. "Isn't there anything I can do for you?"
"There sure is," he growled. "You can suck my cock."
Tracy giggled, but when she saw he was serious, she got right to work. She knelt beside him, bent down low and slid her lips down around his massive hard-on. It might have been scary as she gave her very first blow-job, but she loved this man and wanted to do everything to please him.
"Oh, baby, yeah!" Rick groaned, his eyes rolling and his handsome face flushing with pleasure. "Suck it good and hard! Yeah, that's it!"
Tracy's head bobbed, her blond curls flying. She seemed to get off on the taste of cock juice right away, her throat muscles working busily as she gulped the stuff. Vicki watched and caught herself drooling. It had been a long time since she'd enjoyed a mouthful of Clint's delicious hot come.
"Mmmmm, mmmmm!" Tracy moaned, sucking Rick's cock faster and faster.
Rick stiffened, groaned hoarsely and then started to fuck her mouth like crazy.
"Eat it, baby-aaaaggghhhhh!" he bellowed.
"Mmmmm, uuunnnhhhhhh!" Tracy moaned, gulping down his thick sizzling load of jism.
Vicki reached for the handle of the closet door. If she was ever going to get out of there, this was her chance, while the horny newlyweds were totally absorbed in their hot mutual climax. But she didn't quite move fast enough. She jumped back into the shadows as Tracy raised her head from Rick's big cock.
"Well, Rick," the little blond said, "what do you think of your nice little wife now?"
CHAPTER THREE
Rick leered back at Tracy and said, "I think my nice little wife is ready to lose her cherry."
He lunged for her, pulling her down on her back and she squealed, "Rick, honey, wait just a second. Let me think about this."
"Sure," Rick chuckled, "go ahead and think. We've got the room for the next twenty-four hours. But I think it'd be more fun to spend that time fucking than thinking."
"You're right," Tracy said, getting shy again, "but it's so scary. I mean, I never did it before and your cock's so big."
"Don't worry," Rick said gently. "Like I said, I'll make sure you're prepared."
He kissed her lightly on the lips, then kissed his way right down the center of her body, between her nice firm tits, over her belly and into her crotch. His tongue flashed out and Tracy whimpered with pleasure as he whipped the wet meat over her sensitive slit.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, prepare me, baby!" she cried. "Mmmmmm, shit, I love that!"
And so do I, Vicki thought.
Stuck in the closet and forced to watch, the horny young wife was going out of her mind with frustration. She wanted all the things Tracy was getting and she wanted them right now. But that was impossible. Once again her desires would stay unsatisfied.
So she watched with a mixture of misery and lust as Tracy let her legs fall wide open and Rick gobbled her cunt. He raked his big red tongue up and down between the puffed folds of her gash and licked up all her tasty cunt juice. She whimpered in ecstasy and clawed the bed.
"Ohhhhh, God, Rick, don't ever stop!" she sobbed.
Vicki suddenly realized that she was sliding her hand up under her skirt. Blushing, she drew it away. She wasn't stupid enough to masturbate right there in the closet, only a few feet away from these guests. But without realizing it, she'd come damned close.
Of course that was easy to understand. Her slit was on fire with need and she ached to touch herself down there. Even more, she ached to have a man touch her-with his fingers, lips and tongue. She could almost feel Rick's thick slick tongue on her fever-hot pussy folds.
Almost, but not quite. She remembered how marvelous that hot pussy-eating had felt when Clint did it to her, but she couldn't imitate the sensations, not with just her own fingers. She stood there creaming uncontrollably and rubbing her thighs together as she spied on the newlyweds. Her need was almost unbearable.
Rick's head bobbed faster and faster as he raked his slippery tongue over his bride's seething gash. Tracy was digging her nails into the bed and she had her eyes squeezed shut in total bliss. She was clearly rocketing toward another long delicious climax.
"Unnnhhh, gonna come!" she wept. "Almost there!"
"Good!" Rick exclaimed, pulling his cream-drenched face from her smoking pussy.
"Oh, honey, don't stop!" the little blond whined. "I was so close to coming!"
"I'll get you off," he said. "But not that way."
He rose to his knees and both women focused on his cock. It was hard again, thick and steely and drooling. Vicki gave a helpless little gurgle of longing as she studied that magnificent prick. Tracy gave a little squeal of fright. She still didn't think she could take that huge slab of meat into her virgin cunt.
"Easy," Rick crooned as he let himself down on her. "You can do it."
Tracy still looked terrified, but she didn't protest or try to get away. She must have made up her mind to do it and get it over with. After all, her brand-new husband wasn't going to be gentle and patient forever. And this is what wedding nights were for.
Rick touched the enormously swollen head of his cock to her tiny fur-fringed cunt mouth. He started pushing into her ever so slowly, but steadily. Vicki had to give the guy credit. He was horny out of his mind, but he was being super careful not to hurt or scare his bride.
"Unnhhhhh, ohhhhhh, God!" Tracy whimpered.
"Relax as much as you can!" Rick panted. "You'll be okay!"
Tracy obeyed, keeping her legs wide open, lying there limp and receptive. But her face showed her terror as Rick steadily filled her cunt with his huge rock-hard prick. She was taking a cock for the very first time and it had to feel enormous and menacing.
"Oooooh, honey, it's so big!" she squealed.
Rick didn't say anything, just kept pushing. He was about halfway into her now, halfway to success. But then he seemed to come up against some barrier. He pushed and panted but didn't get any farther.
"Damn!" he groaned. "Honey, I'm gonna have to hurt you just for a second. I have to break through your cherry."
Tracy nodded and bit her Up. She dug her nails into the bed so hard, Vicki thought she was going to tear the spread. Then Rick took a deep breath and pushed as hard as he could. His massive cock popped through the membrane of her virginity and crammed her completely.
"Owwwwwww!" Tracy howled.
"Ahhhhh, Jesus!" Rick groaned, sinking fully onto her.
He held her and rocked her a little till she got over the pain, then began fucking her very slowly and gently. Tracy seemed pretty shaken, but she wasn't fighting him. She must have figured the worst was over. Her cherry was gone and she was a total woman now.
"Are we fucking now?" she asked softly.
"Yeah, honey," Rick chuckled, "we're fucking and it's just gonna get better and better."
He went on being so patient, very gradually increasing the speed and force of his strokes, bringing the frightened young bride along. Tracy began to relax and then pretty soon she started to gurgle with enjoyment as his stiff cock shaft rubbed up and down over her clit.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, I like that!" she panted.
Vicki would have liked it, too. She caught herself swaying and grinding her hips to Rick's rhythm, as if he were fucking her instead of Tracy. And oh, God, she wished he was. She needed a steel-hard cock in her cunt, hammering away mercilessly. It had been so long.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, it feels real good, Rick!" the young bride moaned.
"Can you take it harder?" he asked hoarsely.
"Yeah, I think so!" Tracy panted.
Rick slid his hands under her firm little ass and clutched the hot globes. He fucked into her harder, making her petite body quiver, but now she was ready for him. She moaned with delight and started jerking her hips to his hard rhythm.
"Yeah, fuck me!" she panted. "Fuck me hard, honey, I really love it!"
"Thank God!" Rick sighed.
No telling how long he'd courted the girl, probably months. He hadn't been allowed to touch her or be alone with her much and he hadn't known till this moment if she'd be frigid or not. Now he had the good news. His shy little bride just adored to fuck and she was proving it right now, getting more excited by the second.
"Oooooh, shit, baby, fuck harder!" she wailed.
"Jesus, do you think you can take it?" Rick panted.
"Yes, yesssss, do it!" Tracy groaned.
Firming his grip on her churning ass, Rick fucked into her almost brutally hard, their bodies slapping together loudly. The bed began to creak and groan. Tracy let out a squeal of delight and matched his movements with her lustily jerking hips.
"Yes, yessss, fuck meeeee!" she howled.
Vicki barely stifled a groan of longing. Cream was soaking through her panties and running down her legs and she was frantic to ease her burning lust. The young couple were making so much noise. Surely they wouldn't hear a few whimpers and moans from her.
She decided to take the chance. Her pussy was blazing with need and she just had to do something about it. She slid her hand up under her skirt and inside her panties. She felt the scorching, dripping flesh of her cunt. As she started to rub it, she whimpered with relief.
"Ohhhhh, shit, yesssss!" she hissed softly.
Rick and Tracy couldn't have heard her. They were fucking up a storm, groaning and howling, making the king-size bed rattle and creak. They would have drowned out a rock band just then. Tracy had her eyes squeezed shut and her teeth bared in a horny snarl. She looked just about ready to come.
"Unnnhhh, fuck, I love it!" she babbled, "I fucking love it, baby!"
Rick was beyond words, his eyes rolling as he hammered his huge cock into her fantastically tight and juicy little cunt. It was wild to know he was the first guy in there, the first to fuck her and make her come. He raked his stiff shaft over her throbbing clit and that did the trick.
Both Vicki and Rick paused in their own motions to watch Tracy come around a hard cock for the first time in her life. She was writhing and bucking hard, her face contorted with pleasure. Her cute tits wobbled like crazy as she spasmed her way through orgasm.
"Unnnhhh, Rick, unnnnnhhhhh!" she sobbed.
"Oh, yeah, baby, go for it," Rick groaned as he watched her.
He hadn't come and neither had Vicki. They weren't finished having fun yet. But greedy Tracy was going for all the orgasms she could get. She didn't worry about running out. She climaxed for almost a minute, then flopped back with a sigh of satisfaction.
"Shit, that was great," she announced. "If I'd know fucking was that good, I would have let you do it months ago."
Rick laughed and said, "How could we have done it, with your prissy Aunt Betty chaperoning us on every date?"
"We could have drugged her," Tracy giggled. "We could have had her kidnapped. But it doesn't matter, honey. Let's just not waste any more time. Fuck me some more, okay?"
"Fine with me," Rick chuckled. "We'll do it another way this time."
He drew his sizzling hard cock from her newly deflowered cunt and flipped her over onto her hands and knees. "Rick," she gasped, "this is how dogs do it."
"They don't have a monopoly on it," Rick answered.
He grasped her slim hips and popped the fat purple head of his prick into her tiny but slippery cunt mouth. As he pushed deep into her, she stopped protesting and let out a long hoarse wail of excitement. Molten cream squirted out around his deep-plunging cock.
"Unnnnhhhh, yeah, stick it in me, babe!" she whimpered. "Fuck me again!"
Red-faced with lust, Rick drove his bloated prick to her womb, then started fucking her in quick lusty jabs. He wasn't gentle and slow any more and he didn't have to be. His little bride was turning out to be hot-blooded and greedy for orgasms. She was ready for anything he had to offer.
Now she clawed the bed and gurgled with delight as he fucked her hard and deep from behind. Vicki watched with aching lust. She pistoned her index finger stiffly over her dripping swollen slit and wished she was in Tracy's place, taking that rock-hard plowing prick.
She had to face facts. She was sex-crazy these days. It was all she could think about. She was just going to have to put it to her husband. She couldn't go on getting starvation rations when it came to sex. Clint would have to realize that and he was going to have to do something about it.
"Ooooooh, yessss, motherfucker, fuck me harder!" Tracy squealed. "Fuck the living shit out of me, Rick!"
"Jesus, honey, I hope one husband's gonna be enough for you," Rich panted.
Rick had gotten more than he'd bargained for. He'd wanted into Tracy's pants for a long time, but he hadn't dreamed she'd be this horny and uninhibited once she was fucked. Now her jerking hips were urging him into even harder, faster fucking and he was panting for breath.
Rick shuddered and snorted with lust as her tiny cunt went into spasms around his meat. He just managed not to come along with her as she howled and bucked through another long hot climax. Then he pulled his smoking prick out of her and rolled onto his back. Tracy whirled and stared at him.
"What are you doing, honey?" she asked.
"I want you to sit on my cock," he leered.
She giggled with delight and hurried to straddle him. She caught the hard head of his prick between her juicy cunt lips, then slid right down the fat skewer of his meat, taking in every inch of it. Rick caught her by the waist and started fucking her hard.
"Unnnnhhh, shit, yeah!" she sobbed. "Fuck me forever, baby!"
It wasn't going to be forever. It probably wasn't even going to be a full minute. Rick had been very patient up to now, but his lust was at fever pitch and he just couldn't hold out any longer. His balls were almost bursting, his cock ready to explode.
Vicki was ready to explode, too. She shoved her middle finger into her famished cunt and finger-fucked herself like crazy as she watched the newlyweds. She tried to time it so she'd come just as Tracy did and her cries would be drowned out.
"Ohhhh, shit, yessss, ohhhhhh!" Tracy howled, convulsing in another orgasm.
"Take my load, baby, aaaagghhhhh!" Rick bellowed.
Vicki's timing was perfect. She plunged her stiff finger as deep and hard as she could into her starved cunt and she came like a bomb.
"Oooooooh, fuck, unnnnhhhh!" she gasped.
She wanted to scream in ecstasy as the delicious orgasm ripped through her body, but she didn't dare. She couldn't afford to get caught. She was tremendously relieved a few minutes later when the newlyweds decided to go out to lunch. At last she could escape from the closet.
I'll never do that again, she promised herself.
CHAPTER FOUR
Vicki was expecting her husband home from his road trip that evening and she prepared everything very carefully. She wanted the scene to be sexy and seductive. She definitely had seduction on her mind.
She bathed and changed into a semi-sheer negligee that showed the outline of her fantastic big-titted body. She brushed her long thick dark hair till it gleamed. She put on Clint's favorite cologne, a faint inviting jungle scent. Then she put some romantic music on the stereo.
She was just starting to prepare Clint's favorite dinner when he walked in the door. She almost growled with lust at the sight of him. Even after five years of marriage the guy turned her on like crazy. Tall, blond, fantastically built, he was her own personal hunk.
"Hi, darling," she purred. "I'm so glad to see you."
"Hi, honey!" Clint sighed, pulling her into his arms for a kiss. "Mmmmm, you smell nice!"
As he kissed her, Vicki slid her hot little tongue between his lips. She darted it back and forth suggestively and rubbed her crotch against his. She couldn't have made her message any more clear unless she spelled it out in neon lights. Clint had to know that she was frantic for some good love-making.
"Jesus, I'm bushed," he said, breaking the kiss. "How about making me a drink?"
"Of course, darling," Vicki said. "One martini on the rocks coming right up."
He gave her a friendly pat on the ass and went to sit in his recliner. When Vicki brought him his drink, he was reading the paper. He just grunted as he took the glass. Things weren't looking very romantic. But perhaps the candlelight dinner and nice wine would help.
They didn't. Clint ate everything in sight and complimented Vicki on her cooking, but then he yawned and went to put on his pajamas. That was a bad sign. It meant he was going to go to bed early and leave for the office at dawn. Vicki didn't like that at all.
"You're not going on the road again tomorrow, are you, Clint?" she asked.
He looked a little sheepish as he answered, "Well, yeah, I am, honey. I just didn't wanta tell you right away because I knew you'd be upset."
"Upset?" Vicki snapped, losing her patience. "Oh, I don't think upset is the right word, Clint. Furious is more like it. My God, I hardly ever see you any more. I don't feel like a wife-I feel like the attendant at the bus station. This is no kind of marriage."
"Hey, easy," Clint said, catching her by the shoulders. "I'm only doing this for us. I'm gonna work extra hard for a few years so we can have all the things we want."
"There's only one thing I want, Clint and that's you," Vicki said grimly. "I don't have you any more. I'm so lonely and horny I could die. We have to start getting it on again, honey, or this marriage is over."
She was taking a big risk in saying that, but she had to make Clint see how serious the situation was. She marched into the bedroom and started taking off her clothes. If Clint had gotten the message, he'd follow her. She breathed a sigh of relief as he entered the room.
Vicki let her negligee slip from her shoulders and float to the rug. She removed her bra and tossed it away, then skinned out of her bikini panties. She turned to face her husband and she saw hot lust in his eyes as he looked over her naked body. She'd finally gotten his attention.
She walked over to him, her full ripe tits quivering. She quickly and expertly undressed him, taking off his three-piece suit and underwear. By the time she had him stripped, he was breathing hard and his cock was rising. She took his hand and led him over to the bed. They tumbled down into each other's arms.
"I'm easily satisfied, honey," Vicki purred. "I just want to get laid now and then."
"I ought to be able to handle that." Clint chuckled.
He kissed her, not his usual quick peck on the lips but a long lingering kiss. He slid his big hot tongue into her mouth and probed around sensuously. Vicki gurgled with lust and started creaming helplessly. Clint had finally gotten her message.
She could tell from the way he was kissing her. For once, he wasn't in a hurry and he wasn't too busy or tired to take his time. He spent minutes just kissing her, exploring her mouth with his slick tongue. By the time he finished, her slit was soaked and dripping.
She was ripe for fucking, but Clint still didn't rush her. He left her mouth and kissed his way down her throat. When he came to her heavy melon-shaped tits, he took his time, kissing the pale creamy flesh, flicking her nipples with the tip of his tongue.
"Ohhhhh, God, Clint, you're driving me wild!" Vicki moaned. "This is just what I need, honey!"
Clint responded by tonguing her big pink nipples even harder, teasing them into stiff nubs. He pushed her tits together till the stiffened nipples met, then sucked both of them into his mouth. He sucked wetly and Vicki wriggled and gurgled with lust.
"Oh, yes, you devil, you know how excited that gets me!" she cried.
This was the Clint she'd fallen in love with, an expert and patient lover who could go for hours. This was how it used to be during their courtship and the early days of their marriage. Vicki just ate it up. She loved every second of his tongue-kissing and tit-sucking.
He sucked her tits till they were swollen taut and supersensitive. Then he continued kissing and licking his way down her body. He nosed into the warm dark fur of her cunt bush and she gave a little sob of excitement and opened her thighs as wide as she could. Clint nosed between them, fanning her gash with his hot breath.
"Oh, darling, yesssss!" Vicki hissed. "Eat me! I've missed that so much!"
Then she sobbed louder as she felt the first electric contact of his tongue on her famished pussy. It had been months since he'd gone down on her and she was starved for it. She felt his big hot tongue snaking into the smoking folds of her gash, raking her engorged pussy. She clawed the bed and groaned in ecstasy.
"Yes, yes, Clint, I love it!" she cried. "I can never get enough of that!"
She kept her legs wide open, offering him her sizzling pink slit and tangy cunt juices. He tongue-whipped her gash and gobbled her cream. He used the tip of his tongue to tease her clit into a taut and throbbing nub. He rimmed the oozing mouth of her cunt.
Vicki felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. Her handsome husband was doing all the things she loved most, the things she'd missed and craved. Maybe things were going to be different now. Maybe he was going to be the wonderful lover she remembered.
She felt his stiff tongue tip tickling the little puckered mouth of her shitter. He used to drive her crazy doing that. He slid his tongue upward again, over her creaming cunt mouth, onto her engorged clit. He lashed the little nub till Vicki was sobbing with excitement.
"Clint, I can't take much more," she wept. "You're making me crazy, baby. I'll go out of my mind unless I come pretty soon."
"Same here," Clint said with a chuckle.
He slid on top of her and sank down between her hot thighs. He cupped her writhing ass and pulled her tight against him. She loved the full contact with his hard hairy body and she loved it even more when he sank his thick rock-hard cock into her cream-slick cunt.
"Unnnhhh, Clint, yesssss!" she sobbed.
It was the sensation she'd been craving for weeks now. There was nothing she wanted more than this, to feel her horny cunt stuffed almost to bursting with her husband's mammoth hard-on. Clint pushed clear to her womb, raking every inch of her pussy with his throbbing meat.
Vicki kept sobbing with relief and pleasure as he started fucking her. Each deep hard lunge of his cock gave her a blast of pleasure that made her cream in hot floods. He was fucking her just the way she craved it, deep and fast and hard.
"Yes, yes, fuck me forever, baby, never stop!" the sex-starved young housewife wailed.
But she could tell from his quick breathing and greedy humping that this fuck wasn't going to last very long. They never did any more. He was on and off almost before she realized it. She'd learned that if she wanted to come, she had to work for it. Luckily she'd developed a technique that never failed to get her off.
She tightened her cunt, making it as snug as she could around Clint's pistoning prick. That red-hot friction would make her come fast. She wished she didn't have to work for it, that she could just relax and let it happen, but it was better than being left unsatisfied.
"Unnnhhh, fuck it to meeeeee!" she groaned.
Clint hammered it to her harder by the second, a sure sign that he was close to coming. Vicki clung hard to him, squeezing her eyes shut and forgetting everything but her desperate need to climax. His roughly pounding prick and her squeezing cunt did the job.
She loved the moment when he shot his load into her and flooded her spasming cunt. He kept fucking hard at her, making her orgasm very intense. She bucked and gurgled in ecstasy for nearly a full minute. Then Clint collapsed on top of her, played out.
"Christ!" he panted. "Now I'm really bushed!"
Vicki knew what was coming next, even though she prayed it would be different this time. Clint gave her a quick peck on the lips, then rolled off her, to his side of the bed. He slid under the covers and in what seemed like seconds he was snoring.
Vicki gave a little sob of frustration. She'd thought for a while that things would be better tonight. Clint had seemed different, not in such a rush. But it had ended the way it always did, in a quick fuck that left her unsatisfied. She lay writhing with need while her husband snored.
One climax just wasn't enough for Vicki and never had been. One orgasm just whetted her appetite for more. Clint knew that and in the early days of their relationship it drove him wild. He liked the challenge of bringing her off again and again, with his cock and lips, his fingers and tongue.
Not any more. All he cared about was getting his rocks off and getting to sleep. He'd taken a little more time with her tonight because she'd come right out and demanded it, but nothing had really changed. Vicki had to face the fact that she was a lot needier than her husband.
So what to do? She really didn't know the answer in the long run, but right now there was an obvious solution to her problem. If she didn't want to toss and turn half the night with horniness, she'd have to masturbate. Clint hadn't finished the job, so she'd have to do it herself.
She really hated it. It wasn't the first time she'd masturbated beside her snoring husband, but it just didn't seem right. Still she didn't have much choice. Her pussy was still very hot and needy. She slid a hand between her legs and touched the come-soaked flesh.
"Mmmmmmm, yesssss!" she sighed.
On her back, her eyes closed, the horny housewife stroked her fever-hot slit, giving herself a gentle buzz of pleasure. Clint might have been in a hurry, but she wasn't. She'd just take her time. She could even work up a nice fantasy to go with her finger-play.
She was pissed off at Clint, so she didn't put him in her fantasy. Instead she imagined herself in bed with her new boss, Howard Reeves. She imagined them naked together on one of the hotel beds. He'd be stroking her cunt, trying to talk her into fucking him.
Vicki smiled as she thought about it. It sure wouldn't take much to persuade her right now. If Howard Reeves had walked into that bedroom sporting a hard and ready cock, she'd have opened her legs wide and fucked him right there beside her sleeping husband. That's how frantically horny she was.
But she couldn't even have that much. She could only have Howard in her fantasy. She rubbed her index finger stiffly between the slick folds of her pussy and pretended Howard was doing it to her. The idea excited her so much that she soaked her jerking finger with scalding cunt juice.
"God, yessssss, play with me!" she panted.
She didn't worry about waking Clint. She'd learned on many previous nights that she could masturbate like crazy, moaning and writhing and he wouldn't even stir. He was out for the count once he'd been fucked. So she didn't censor her lusty movements and horny sounds.
In her fantasy Howard got her hot very fast. She couldn't resist him. She opened her legs as wide as she could and he leered at her and then got between her thighs. She imagined him sinking his steel-hard prick into her hungry pussy hole. As she did so, she thrust her middle finger into her cunt.
"Unnnnhhh, shit, yessssss, fuck meeeeeee!" she groaned.
With her eyes squeezed shut and her fantasy going full blast, the big-titted young housewife finger-fucked herself furiously. Her pistoning finger made an obscene sucking noise, but her sleeping husband didn't stir. He wasn't wakened by her horny bucking or her lusty moaning. She worked herself quickly to the brink of climax.
In her feverish fantasy Howard was fucking into her like a pile driver, rocking her body and raking her greedy cunt with his hammering prick. She worked her fingers hard and deep in her cunt, wishing it were thicker, thick enough to go with her naughty daydream.
Then a hard deep plunge of her finger got her off.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, you did it! Yes! Yes! I'm comingggggg!" she sobbed. "Ohhhhh, fuck, shit-whaaaahhhhhhh!"
She let herself go, crying out loudly as she came, but it didn't wake Clint. It never did. Although he was right there beside her, she felt alone in that bed. It was almost as if she didn't have a husband any more. And that just wouldn't do. Something had to give.
CHAPTER FIVE
As Vicki walked into his office the next day, Howard Reeves was just hanging up the phone. He turned to her and said, "Get Room 307 cleaned right away, okay?"
"Yes, sir," Vicki said, heading for her cart.
Howard often gave her rush orders. Somebody would phone, wanting a room right away and then she'd have to dash to have it ready. She wondered what kind of impulsive person would request a room at the very last minute-until she asked and Howard told her.
"People cheating on their wives!" he'd laughed. "Say a guy finally talks a girl into making it with him! Then he has to find a room, fast!"
Vicki was disgusted. She didn't like the idea of busting her buns to clean up a room for adulterers. But she hadn't been so innocent herself lately. Even if she hadn't cheated, she'd come damned close. Maybe she had no call to criticize other people.
She was thinking these things as she worked and she must have gotten lost in a daydream, because the next thing she knew, people were coming into the room. She didn't even pause to think. She just ducked into the closet. It had a louvered door, like the closet she'd hidden in yesterday. She peeked out to look at the guests.
The man was in his mid-thirties, darkly handsome and the woman was thirty-ish, too. She was nicely built, with long light brown hair. Both of them were dressed in sensible business clothes and they looked awkward and nervous. They looked almost too respectable for adulterers.
"Well, here we are," the woman said uncomfortably. "Maybe this is a bad idea, Doug. Maybe we should just forget it."
"Oh, no, Sandy," Doug replied hastily. "We've come this far. Let's not quit now. I want you very much and I think you want me."
Sandy gave a big sigh and said, "Oh, yeah, I want you, all right. I've wanted you for months. But that doesn't mean I should have you. After all, Doug, we're married to other people."
"They'll never know about this," Doug insisted. "Come on, Sandy-we deserve a little happiness."
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, sinking his tongue into her mouth. She gave a little squeal of protest, then melted against him, snaking her arms around his neck. They ground their bodies together. These two were clearly hungry for each other.
Vicki didn't approve of what they were doing and yet she understood. She remembered how horny she'd felt last night after Clint went to sleep. If Howard had appeared then, she would have fucked him. That's how needy she'd been. Well, Doug and Sandy needed each other badly.
Vicki gathered that they were both married, worked in the same office and had been attracted to each other since the day they met. For months they'd fought the attraction, but now something had made them give in to it. And Sandy hadn't given in completely.
As they came up for air, flushed and breathing hard, she said, "I still feel so guilty, Doug."
"Why?" he asked hoarsely. "Your husband doesn't do it for you in bed. You told me that. Why aren't you entitled to a decent love life?"
He kissed her again before she could answer. This time he slid his hands down her sleek body and cupped her nice little ass, squeezing it suggestively. He ground his fly against her crotch. She gave a muffled whimper of longing and Vicki really couldn't blame her.
It was easy for the spying hotel maid to identify with Sandy. They both had husbands who weren't taking care of them in bed and they were both tempted to cheat. But so far Vicki had held back and Sandy seemed to be going through with it. Vicki was very interested to see how it would turn out. She almost felt like she was watching herself.
She knew she'd be melting and lusting just like Sandy if she was being kissed and caressed like that. Already her pussy was hot and moist, just from watching. That Doug was a very attractive guy. She wouldn't mind getting it on with him, not at all.
Now as he kissed Sandy he was slipping off her jacket and unbuttoning her blouse. He got the blouse open and eased it off, leaving her in her little lacy bra. He popped the catch, then slid his hot hands onto her naked tits, firm rounds the size of big oranges.
"Oh, God, Doug!" Sandy squealed.
She drew back from his kiss, looking both shocked and hotly aroused. He kept on squeezing and caressing her naked breasts and she shivered with desire for him. She rubbed her thighs together, a sure sign that her slit was hot and swollen and needy.
"You like me to touch you, don't you?" Doug asked.
"Oh, yes, honey!" she moaned.
"Let's go over to the bed," he said. "And let's take off all our clothes so they won't be wrinkled when we get back to work."
Sandy nodded and obeyed. She seemed to be in a lusty daze. Vicki could understand that. After months of sexual starvation, she'd be feeling pretty light-headed herself if she was about to fuck the man of her dreams. She'd be finding it pretty hard to think straight.
Sandy slipped off her skirt and shoes and pantyhose, then stretched out naked on the bed. It took Doug a little longer to strip, but he never took his eyes off her luscious slim body as he undressed. As he skinned out of his shorts, Vicki saw that his cock was hard.
It was so stiff that it hugged his belly tautly. It was drooling thick rivers of cream. Sandy saw it and moaned. Her big blue eyes seemed both nervous and hot as she focused on his rock-hard prick. He slid onto the bed and pulled her into his arms.
"I want to fuck you so bad!" he groaned.
Sandy was struggling to say no. Her conscience was probably screaming at her, telling her that she'd vowed to fuck only one man, her husband. But her body was telling her something else. It was aching for some decent loving. It was seething with horniness.
She reached down and touched his cock. She half curled her fingers around the thick hard column of meat and pumped it lightly, exploring it. Doug shivered with excitement and slipped his hand between her thighs, exploring her slick and steaming pussy. She gave a little whimper of pleasure and creamed all over his hand.
"Yeah, honey, just relax and let it happen!" he gasped.
But Sandy couldn't do that. The voice of her conscience hadn't totally faded. She caressed Doug's hard prick nervously, timidly. He rubbed her slit faster and she obviously liked it, but she wasn't opening her legs for him. He had to get her more aroused.
"Ooooooh, my God!" she gasped.
He was sliding his thick middle finger up her cunt, pushing it into her as deep as he could. He started fucking her with it, jerking it up and down like a stiff cock. She gave a little hoarse sob of excitement and soaked his whole hand with a big rush of molten cunt cream.
"You like that, Sandy, admit it!" he panted.
"Yes, yessssss!" she wailed.
"You'd like to fuck my cock even better, though, wouldn't you?" he demanded.
"God held me, yessss!" she whimpered.
He finger-fucked her even faster, driving her wild with pleasure. She was creaming uncontrollably now, writhing and clawing at the bed. He was bringing her to a fever pitch of arousal, where she had to come or go crazy with frustration. Vicki sure knew that feeling. She watched breathlessly, wondering how Sandy would deal with it.
"Sandy, honey," Doug said hoarsely, "we've only got an hour. Don't spend it just fucking my finger."
Sandy suddenly snorted with laughter.
"You're right," she said. 'This is ridiculous."
She rolled away from him, onto her back. She bent her knees and opened her legs wantonly wide, showing him the wet pink flesh of her cute cunt. She didn't try to hide her lust now. She looked right at him as she ran her tongue suggestively around her lips.
"Come on, Doug, stick your cock in me!" she panted. "Fuck me, honey!"
"Oh, Christ, yes!" he growled.
He was between her thighs in a split second, poking the engorged head of his cock between her slippery cunt lips, cramming the moist fur-fringed opening of her cunt. Sandy dug her nails into the bed and whimpered with desire as he started pushing his hard prick into her.
"Yes, yessss, stick it in meeeee!" she cried, her eyes rolling.
"Oh, Jesus, at last!" Doug groaned.
He couldn't control his insane lust for the woman and he crammed his cock into her brutally hard, shoving to her womb in one raw thrust. But that was just the way she wanted it. Sandy arched her slim body to take his massive thrust, wanting her cunt stuffed to the hilt.
"Oooooooh, yes, motherfucker, do it to me!" she wailed. "Fuck me good, Doug, fuck hard!"
Vicki felt molten juice sliding down her legs and she realized that she'd creamed right through her panties as she spied on the cheating couple. She identified with Sandy so strongly that it was almost like she was on that bed taking that big hard cock.
She sure wished that was true. There was nothing in the world she needed more lately than a long hard fucking, to have her famished cunt crammed and raked by a massive hard-on. But that wasn't going to happen unless she did what Sandy was doing, going to bed with a guy who wasn't her husband.
Vicki still couldn't bring herself to do that, but at the same time she envied hell out of Sandy. Sandy was getting what Vicki needed so urgently, a thick steely cock hammering in her hungry wet cunt. The pretty businesswoman was writhing and bucking lustily, her jerking hips keeping time with Doug's deep rough fucking. Her face was contorted into a lusty grimace as she rocketed toward climax.
"Yeah, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee!" she howled.
But Doug suddenly paused in his swift lunges and looked her in the eye.
"Is it as good as you thought it'd be?" he asked.
"Better," Sandy gurgled. "Fantastic. Now will you shut the hell up and fuck me?"
He laughed and went back to work, pistoning his big stiff cock quickly and deeply in her cream-squirting cunt. They weren't thinking about their spouses now, that was for sure. They were caught up in the sheer animal pleasure of fucking and there was nothing else on their minds.
Vicki sighed with envy. She wished she could walk into one of these hotel rooms and meet a handsome stranger and just fuck herself silly, then part without even exchanging names. But even that would be adultery and somehow she wasn't ready for it. She was horny out of her mind but still not ready to cheat.
"Harder!" Sandy groaned. "Fuck the living shit out of me, Doug!"
"Hang on!" he growled. "I'm gonna take you for a real hard ride!"
He wasn't kidding. He started fucking into her so hard that the king-size bed rattled and creaked. Their naked bodies slapped together loudly and Sandy wailed with excitement. His roughness didn't bother her one bit. She craved it. It was the only thing that could ease her pent-up needs.
"God, yessssss!" she howled. "Fuck me hard, fuck me till I can't take any more!"
Doug seemed determined to do just that. He was like a machine, fucking away steadily and tirelessly. Sandy closed her eyes tight and bared her teeth in a blissful grimace. She kept arching her body higher, rubbing her swollen slit against his pistoning shaft, loving the hot friction.
She raised her body till her ass left the bed. Now she was getting maximum friction from her lover's plowing prick and in another second it brought her off. She stiffened, gasped, then started bucking uncontrollably as the first powerful blasts of orgasm hit her.
"Unnnnnnhnnhh, God, you did it to meeeeee!" she howled. "Yesssss! I'm cominggggggg-unnnnhhhh!"
"Oh, Jesus!" Doug gasped.
He was fighting back an orgasm of his own. He ached to come, but he wasn't finished having fun yet. He fucked Sandy hard through her climax, leaving her panting and whimpering with bliss. He rolled off her, his cock smoking and still stiff as steel. He let her catch her breath.
"Roll over for me?" he asked.
Sandy obeyed without a word, rolling into the doggy position. Doug knelt behind her and crammed her full of his hot wet cock, then fucked her as hard as ever. She put her hands up against the headboard to brace herself and she gurgled and whined with excitement.
"Unnnnhhhh, Doug, so fuckin' good!" she cried. "Fuck me forever, baby, never stop!"
In the closet Vicki was trying not to I whimper with lust and envy. Her panties were dripping with her molten cunt juices and she was frantic to masturbate. It was risky, though and she hoped that after this fuck the couple would leave. Then she'd have the room to herself and could beat off.
Meanwhile she watched with feverish longing as Doug fucked into Sandy like a pile driver, shaking her slender body with the impact of his merciless lunges. She still loved his roughness. She was grimacing with pleasure and howling happily as he fucked her to the brink of another hot orgasm.
"Unnnnhhh, honey, gonna come!" she sobbed.
"You and me both," he said hoarsely. "Hang on, get ready."
He went into high gear, fucking her so hard that her teeth must have rattled. It looked brutal, but it was just what Sandy needed to take her into orbit. She threw back her head and wailed as she started to come. Her sucking hot cunt brought Doug off hard.
"Ohhhhh, baby, yesssss, ohhhhhh!" she screamed.
"Take it, take my load-unnnggghhhh!" Doug roared.
Vicki permitted herself a few whimpers of lust and longing as she watched the adulterous couple climax together. Her slit was so hot and needy, she could have screamed. She prayed that now they'd leave and she could have the room to herself for a few moments, just long enough to beat off.
"Hey, look at the time," Doug said, picking up his watch. "We've still got forty-five minutes."
"Then let's make the most of it." Sandy grinned.
CHAPTER SIX
Vicki almost groaned with disappointment. She'd been hoping to get out of that closet and do something about her aching lust, but the lovers had decided to stay. They were going to spend the remaining forty-five minutes of their lunch hour right in that bed.
Doug pulled Sandy close and asked, "No regrets now?"
"No," she smiled. "Once I made up my mind to do it, I decided I wouldn't feel guilty. How about you?"
"No problems," he said. "I mean, I love my wife, but the magic's gone out of our sex life. I just have to get it somewhere else."
"That's exactly how I feel," Sandy sighed. "I love Herb and always will, but it's so boring when we make love. And what he doesn't know won't hurt him."
Vicki listened intently. She was always open to clues for her own dilemma. But she couldn't identify with Sandy on this one. Her husband didn't bore her in bed. Just the opposite-Clint turned her on more than he ever had. She simply didn't get enough of him.
No, her problem was different from what Doug and Sandy were talking about. Somehow she had to get Clint hot and horny again. She had to get him as interested in sex as he was in his work. She didn't want to cheat on him-she just wanted more of his loving.
Her attention was distracted as she watched the illicit lovers. Spying was a real turn-on, she had to admit. She didn't like being trapped in that closet because she was risking her job, but at least it wasn't boring. Now Doug and Sandy were running their hands all over each other.
"I can't believe I waited eight months to get you into bed," Doug sighed.
"I hope it was worth the wait!" Sandy grinned.
"Shit yes," he said. "But we're just getting started, I hope."
She trailed her fingers over his cock and said, "Did you have fantasies about me?"
"Hundreds," he chuckled. "Some of them got pretty naughty, too."
"Tell me about one," Sandy said with a shameless leer. "Tell me the fantasy that turned you on the most."
"You won't get pissed off?" he wondered.
"I promise," she said. "Go ahead, tell me. I love to hear other people's sex fantasies."
"Okay, you asked for it," Doug said. "The fantasy about you that turned me on the most was this. I'm working late at the office and you walk into my room and just go down on me. No words, you just suck me off."
"Why, Doug, that's outrageous." Sandy laughed. "Too bad we're not at the office so we can get everything right. But I'll do my best."
Doug grinned with delight as she moved to kneel at his hips. She fisted the thick hairy base of his cock and bent down low to lash it with her little pink tongue. She methodically coated his whole big prick with her hot spit, not missing an inch of the blue-veined flesh.
"Ohhhhh, shit, Sandy, this is even better than my fantasy!" Doug groaned.
"Mmmmm, glad you like it!" she gurgled. "But I'm not finished yet!"
Doug sank back with a sigh of bliss and lay there watching her lick his meat. Vicki watched from the closet, drooling. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd tasted her husband's delicious cock cream. Months, that was for sure. Clint just didn't have time for fancy sex these days.
"Mmmmm, mmmm!" Sandy gurgled, running her greedy little tongue up and down Clint's swelling prick.
"Christ, yeah, fantastic!" he groaned.
When she'd lathered every inch of his cock, leaving it wet and gleaming, Sandy concentrated on the most sensitive spot of all, the fat purple head. She teased it with the stiff tip of her tongue till it started to drool. Out of his piss hole came thick globs of hot delicious cream.
"Ohhhh, yeah, uuuuummmm!" she breathed.
She licked up a thick drop of cock juice and rolled it around in her mouth, savoring the special flavor. Then she swallowed it and tongued for more. Doug lay there watching her with hot horny eyes, hardly believing that his favorite sex fantasy was coming true.
"Hey, baby, you can do that forever as far as I'm concerned!" he growled.
Sandy looked as if that would be fine with her. She was licking up his oozing cream as fast as she could get it. She ate it like it was candy. She drilled the point tip of her tongue right into his piss hole and scooped out more of the hot salty cream.
It was driving Vicki wild. She wanted to be running her tongue over a hard throbbing cock and tasting that salty juice. Again she felt molten cream trickling down her legs as she juiced right through her panties. Would it really be so big a risk to play with herself?
She decided to take the chance. She just had to get some relief from her nagging lust or she'd go crazy. She slid a hand inside her panties and caressed the dripping seething flesh of her pussy. It felt so damned nice to touch herself there. She sighed with relief.
She never took her eyes off Doug and Sandy, though. There was too much to watch, too many exciting things happening. She didn't want to miss a moment of that adulterous scene. Sandy was still gobbling up Doug's cream as fast as it dribbled from his piss hole and he was snorting with desire.
"Suck it now, baby!" he begged hoarsely. "Suck me off!"
Sandy licked her lips to make them slick, then slid them down around his rigidly standing cock. She did it slowly but steadily and Doug snorted and shuddered as she encased his meat in her steamy little mouth. She managed to take in every inch of his fat long prick.
"Awwwww, Christ!" he groaned. "That's it, baby, suck it good and hard!"
Sandy's head began to bob fast as she obeyed. She made an obscene wet sucking noise that drove both Doug and Vicki wild. This girl really adored tasting and sucking cock. She was drooling all over Doug's fat prick and suctioning up his hot cream.
"Mmmmm, ummmmm!" she moaned.
Doug watched her with lust-glazed eyes, his nostrils flared and his teeth bared in a horny grimace. He panted and writhed as she sucked faster and faster on his throbbing prick. Vicki watched from the closet and ate her heart out. She just wished she had that thick hard cock in her mouth.
"Awwwww, Jesus, gonna come!" Doug warned.
If Sandy didn't want to get a mouthful of jism, she had a chance to release his cock. But she didn't. She just sucked harder on it, her hair flying as her head bobbed. She moaned steadily as she gorged herself on his oozing cock cream. Doug couldn't hold out a second longer.
"Eat it, baby-aaaaggghhhhh!" he roared.
"Mmmmm, unnnnhhhh!" Sandy gasped.
Her cheeks swelled till Vicki thought they'd burst. Doug pumped blast after blast of steaming jizz into her throat. She held the delicious load as long as she could, then gulped it down as it began to spurt from the corners of her lips. Doug fell back with a blissful sigh.
"Shit, honey, that was terrific!" he groaned. "I wish to hell my wife would do that!"
"Well, now you don't need her to do it," Sandy purred. "You have me."
"You mean that?" Doug said eagerly. "You're willing to have an affair with me?"
"Yes, I've made up my mind," Sandy said. "This is too good to pass up."
"I'm gonna make it even better," he promised. "You lie back now and let me get you off."
"Mmmmm, I sure will!" she grinned.
She lay on her back and let him arrange her with her knees bent and her thighs wide open. Her cute pink slit was fully exposed. He went belly-down between her legs and nosed between them, bringing his face an inch from her hot and juicy pussy.
"God, yes, honey, go down on me!" Sandy moaned.
Doug's big red tongue shot out and Sandy gasped and shuddered with pleasure. He raked the wet meat up and down her tender slit, licking up her tangy cunt juice. Vicki spied from the closet and almost sobbed with envy. She adored having her pussy eaten, but Clint hardly ever did it to her any more.
"Ooooooh, shit, ooooooh!" Sandy squealed.
"You like it?" Doug asked.
"Honey, I love it!" Sandy whimpered. "You're just a fantastic pussy eater! Please, keep doing it to me, don't ever stop!"
Doug dipped his face back into her steaming slit and licked noisily, lapping up her spurting cunt juice and gobbling it. Vicki was going out of her mind with need and jealousy. She pistoned a stiff finger between her red-hot cunt lips and worked herself toward a much-needed climax.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, I love it!" Sandy cried hoarsely, "I love it so much, Doug!"
"I think you'll love this even more," he chuckled.
He shoved his whole tongue into her cunt, cramming her full of the wet throbbing slab of meat. She groaned in ecstasy as she took it and she spurted sizzling cunt juice all over his face. He cupped her churning ass and began tongue-fucking her hard and deep.
"Ooooooh, yessss, unnnnhhhh!" she wailed.
That just did it for Vicki. She couldn't stand the frustration a second longer. She was tired of watching other women get all the loving she craved, tired of being horny and needy all the time. To hell with the risks-she just had to get off.
She crammed two fingers into her cunt and started pumping them hard and deep. It felt damned good, maybe not as good as Doug's big tongue would feel, but plenty good enough. She panted and creamed like crazy as she finger-fucked herself toward release. This time when orgasms happened, she didn't intend to be left out of the fun.
"Unnnnnhhh, shit, gonna come!" Sandy wailed.
You and me both, Vicki thought.
Sandy squeezed her eyes shut and clawed the bed as Doug's hammering tongue brought her right to the edge of climax. Molten rivers of cream gushed from her crammed cunt, soaking Doug's face and running down her ass crack. She stiffened for just a second, gave a shrill cry, then convulsed.
"Ohhhhhhhh, God, yessssss! You did it-whaahhhhh!" she wailed. "Ohhhhh, fuck, I'm cominggggggg!"
Doug didn't relent, still hammering his stiff tongue deep and hard into her squirting cunt as she came. He was a fantastic lover and Vicki would have given anything to spend an hour with him. But she had only her own fingers for relief and she used them now.
"Unnnhhh, God-unnnnhhhhh!" she gasped.
She couldn't yell as loud as she wanted to, but she got away with low hoarse groans as she came. She got herself off with her deeply thrusting fingers, soaking her whole hand with her molten come. She'd needed that relief so badly, she just had to masturbate. She swayed dizzily in the closet as the hot pleasure ripped through her body.
She and Sandy were coming at the same time, only Sandy was making a lot more noise and getting much more kinky thrills. Vicki enjoyed her orgasm but still envied the woman on the bed. She had the one thing Vicki craved the most, a lusty and attractive man to make love to her.
"Shit, fantastic," Sandy breathed at last. "You mean to tell me that doesn't drive your wife wild?"
"She's not interested in sex any more," Doug said with a big sigh. "I can hardly get her to fuck."
"She's nuts," Sandy declared. "You're a wonderful lover."
"Flattery will get your everywhere," he chuckled.
And to prove it, he nosed back into her come-soaked slit, lashing it with his big hot tongue. Vicki seethed with envy. She would have loved to just open her legs and get half an hour of expert pussy licking.
"I'm gonna let you spoil me in a second," Doug replied.
"Yes, just tell me what you want!" she panted. "I'll do anything you like!"
Doug dropped onto his back. His cock stood up massive and drooling, bulging with blue veins.
"Sit on it," he said.
"Oh, God, yes!" Sandy breathed.
She crawled right over to him and climbed aboard, wiggling around till she'd lodged the huge hard head of his prick in her moist cunt mouth. Then she gave a happy yelp and slid right down the fat skewer of meat. Doug shivered and groaned as she encased his cock in velvety wet flesh.
Then he caught her by the waist and started fucking her hard. She bounced up and down the pistoning impalement of his cock, squealing with pleasure and creaming uncontrollably. Vicki wondered if these two were ever going to run out of steam. She didn't know how much more she could take.
"Fuck it to me, fuck me with that big thing," Sandy babbled lustily.
Vicki just gave a low groan. Her frustration and need were so great now that even masturbation couldn't relieve her. She needed a man. She needed a husband's attention in bed and no substitute would do. The only question was how to get that attention from Clint.
She began to think hard as she watched Doug and Sandy fuck each other like rutting animals. Again the huge hotel bed was creaking and rattling and again Sandy was screeching with excitement, but this time Vicki wasn't paying so much attention. She had other things to think about.
"Awwwww, shit, awwwwww!" Doug roared, jetting his thick boiling load up her sucking cunt.
Vicki watched them come. It had been exciting to witness their adulterous affair, but that kind of thing wasn't for her. She knew for sure now that she wouldn't cheat, that she didn't want to make it with anybody but her husband. Now all she had to do was convince Clint.
"Jesus, we're gonna be late!" Doug gasped as he glanced at his watch.
Without another word he and Sandy dressed and hurried out of the room.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Boy, I'll never do that again," Vicki sighed.
It was the second time in two days that she'd promised herself not to spy. It was just too arousing and too frustrating. She felt like she'd been through a wringer after Doug and Sandy left.
She'd just have to be very careful not to get caught in the hotel rooms when guests entered. Then she wouldn't be forced into spying. She hurried through the rest of her cleaning chores and reported back to the office, where Howard Reeves was sitting with his feet on the desk, reading a girlie magazine.
"Slow day, Mr. Reeves?" Vicki asked dryly.
He jumped.
"Where the hell have you been, Vicki?" he asked. "I needed you and I couldn't find you."
Vicki blushed hotly. She couldn't very well tell her boss that she'd been hiding in a closet and watching some guests get it on.
"I, uh, must have been between rooms," she said, offering the first lame excuse she could think of.
"Well, I want you to get down to the sauna room right away and clean it," Reeves said.
"Yes, sir," Vicki said, giving him a mock salute.
"Oh and Vicki," he said, getting up from his chair and approaching her, "have you changed your mind at all about, well, you know?"
By the time he finished the sentence, he was close enough to look down the front of her uniform. Vicki stepped back quickly and said, "No, sir. I won't ever change my mind about, you know."
"Damn." Howard sighed. "You could be making a mistake. I get the feeling you're not getting enough action from your husband. I'm a damned good lover, Vicki and I'd be glad to help out. Keep thinking about it."
"I better hurry down to the sauna room," she said.
She didn't have to think about Howard's proposition. She wasn't interested. He was correct in suspecting that she wasn't getting enough sex at home. But she didn't believe in adultery as a solution. No, somehow she was going to have to get her husband interested again.
She wheeled her cart into the hotel sauna room and started dusting and scrubbing. The room was very popular with the guests and they had to reserve it several hours ahead of time. It wasn't empty very often and that was why Howard wanted her to give it a rush job.
But once again she wasn't fast enough. She wasn't quite through with her mopping when she heard guests entering the changing room. Not too familiar with the set-up, Vicki headed for another door. As she closed it behind her, she found herself in a walk-in storage closet.
"Oh, shit!" she sighed.
She turned to leave, but it was too late. People were already entering the main sauna room. If she came out now, it would look as if she was spying. She had no choice but to stay in the closet and wait for the guests to leave. It was the same old story.
"Dummy," she muttered. "How do you get yourself into these situations?"
At least she wouldn't be totally bored while she waited. There was a little peephole in the door. She wondered how it had gotten there and she instantly suspected her boss. She wouldn't put it past Howard to spy on the guests while they took saunas.
She looked through the hole and saw two nice-looking young couples entering the room. They all still had their clothes on and they looked bashful and uneasy. They couldn't stay dressed for long, though. It was just too hot in that room for clothes.
"Well, somebody has to go first," one of the men said, "so I'll do it."
"Always the exhibitionist, huh, John?" the other man laughed.
"Fuck you, Mark," John said.
He quickly took off his clothes. He couldn't help blushing as he did it and everybody else blushed, too. Vicki could tell that this was the first time they'd all been to a sauna, at least with anybody but their spouse. Naked, John stretched out on one of the benches.
"Do I have to do this alone?" he asked with a nervous chuckle. "Sue, honey, give me some support."
"All right, honey," a little brunette replied.
She was blushing even harder than her husband had as she removed her clothes. But she had nothing to blush about. Her petite body was curvy and slim. The others watched her with appreciation as she stripped and went to lie on a bench.
"Come on, Mark," John said, growing a little more relaxed. "Are you and Lola just gonna stand there in your clothes?"
"I guess we better do it, honey," Mark said to his slender blond wife.
"I don't know if I can!" she moaned.
Vicki wanted to tell her to stop being silly and hurry up. They could only reserve the sauna for an hour and this Lola was wasting time. She stood there blushing while her husband took off his clothes and went to join the others. She was flushed with heat, too, but she wouldn't undress.
"Hey, Lola, don't spoil the party," Sue begged.
"I know my wife," Mark said, "and the only way we're gonna get her in on this is to undress her."
"Hey, all right!" John cried. "Let's go!"
Lola let out a shriek and headed for the door, but she wasn't fast enough. The others grabbed her and pulled her down on the wooden floor, where they proceeded to strip off all her clothes. Poor Lola was squealing and blushing like mad, but that didn't stop her husband and friends.
"There, that's better." John chuckled as he whisked away her panties.
Then he stared at her lovely slim body and his cock slowly rose into stiffness.
Vicki stifled a giggle. John was getting a hard-on from looking at his buddy's naked wife and everybody else noticed. He was in a tough spot. How could he explain that cock-stand in an innocent way? He looked around and grinned sheepishly.
"Oops," he said.
"That's okay, buddy." Mark laughed. "I think she's pretty sexy, too."
"John, you letch." Sue giggled.
"You're not mad at me?" he asked.
"I would be," she said, blushing, "except I have to admit I'm getting turned on looking at Mark."
"Oh, wow, what a bunch of perverts!" Lola laughed, losing her shyness. "Now look at Mark."
Mark was starting at Sue, really letting himself look for the first time and his cock was mushrooming into a thick long pole of stiff cock meat. He and John were outrageously turned on by each other's wife. Vicki wondered how they were all going to handle the situation.
"Shit, now what?" John laughed.
"It's a shame to waste two good hard-ons," Sue purred as she reached out to pet her husband's stiff prick. "Don't you think so, Lola?"
"I'd have to agree with that," Lola said, licking her lips as she ogled Mark's rigid cock. "Maybe we could get it on and just kind of ignore each other."
"Terrific idea," Sue said. "John, honey, let's go over here."
The two men seemed a little dazed. Suddenly things had been decided, but they hadn't been consulted. John let his cute brunette wife take his hand and lead him to the other side of the room where a mat was spread out. She pulled him down on it and snuggled close to him.
"Mmmm, yeah, honey, let's make out!" she gurgled.
Meanwhile, slender blond Lola was leading her husband to another mat, well away from their friends. She tugged Mark down beside her and kissed him, sinking her hot little tongue into his mouth and rubbing her delicately-furred mound against his cock. Mark gave a lusty shiver.
Vicki was feeling pretty lusty herself as she watched through the closet peephole. She hadn't counted on seeing any sex this time, let alone a kind of orgy. She couldn't help wondering if she'd like group sex and how Clint would react to it. The very idea made her horny.
The men were starting to relax now, accepting their wives' outlandish idea. Really, it did seem silly to waste those hard-ons and it was difficult not to feel lusty when they were all lying around naked. Sue and Lola had just decided to do the sensible thing.
Sue and John were kissing hungrily, cramming their tongues into each other's mouth. They were pawing each other, too and Sue soon searched out her husband's iron-hard prick and began pumping it. John gave a snort of pleasure and broke their kiss, flushed and panting. He stared at his pretty little wife.
"You really intend to go through with this, don't you, honey?" he asked hoarsely.
"Mmmmmmm, I sure do," Sue cooed. "This whole scene is turning me on like crazy. Whose idea was this, anyway?"
"Mine," John said, "but I never thought it'd end up like this. I thought we'd just have a sauna and then go out for lunch."
"Surprise!" Sue giggled.
Then she scooted down till her face was level with his stiff-standing cock. She stuck out her glistening pink tongue and began lashing it over his meat, eagerly coating the fat stalk with her hot spit. John groaned hoarsely and that got the other couple's attention.
"Oh, shit, look what Sue's doing to John!" Mark groaned.
"We agreed not to watch each other," Lola said.
But she was staring, too, watching Sue's wet little tongue as it whipped and lashed up and down John's rigidly standing cock. Lola made a hungry gurgling noise in her throat, then dived for Mark's cock.
"Hey, yeah, go for it, baby!" Mark gasped.
Lola was quickly on her knees beside him, practically bent double as she sucked at the fat purple head of his prick. She nibbled it teasingly between her lips, then sucked in a couple of inches of hot meat. Mark damned near flew off the mat as he watched her and felt his cock encased in her juicy hot mouth.
"Oh, shit, yeah!" he groaned.
That got the other couple's attention. Sue and John sneaked a glance at their friends, then both shivered with excitement. Sue slipped John's rigid cock into her mouth and sucked hard, taking in inch after inch of the throbbing hot meat.
"Awwwww, Christ, yeah!" John groaned.
Vicki shivered, too, as she watched and lusted. She'd love to get in on this little romp, but there wasn't room for another woman. There were only two hard cocks to play with and they were both sheathed in hot steaming mouths. Vicki could only watch and envy.
"Mmmmm, uuummmmmm!" Lola moaned as she sucked loudly and greedily on her husband's cock.
"Uuuummmm, unnnnhhhhhh!" Sue groaned, sucking up John's juice.
"Hey, John," Mark called, his voice husky with pleasure, "this was a terrific idea of yours, buddy."
"I only meant for us to have a sauna together," John panted. "And we're not supposed to be looking at each other now."
"Well, hell, who can help it?" Mark exclaimed.
"You're right," John croaked. "Who can help it? Oh, shit, this is incredible."
They were all watching each other now. Out of the corners of their eyes the two young wives watched each other suck cock, comparing techniques. The husbands watched each other get sucked. It was driving them all wild with arousal, spurring them on to even more kinky behavior.
"Sue, baby," John groaned, "If you wanta get off, we better do something else."
She popped her wet lips off his drooling prick and panted, "What else did you have in mind, honey?"
"I wanta fuck you," he said hoarsely.
"Hey, cut out the nasty talk," Mark teased.
"Yeah, you guys are sick," Lola laughed.
But Sue and John paid no attention to them. They were already rolling into each other's arms. Sue landed on her back and spread her legs wide. John sank down between them and crammed his big, rock-hard cock into her creamy-slick cunt. They started fucking like rabbits, their bodies jerking and bucking together.
"Disgusting," Lola said. "Let's do it, too."
"Right!" Mark growled.
He threw himself on top of her and in seconds he was hammering his stiff prick in her juicing little cunt. The two young couples were fucking up a storm on either side of the sauna room. Their shyness and inhibitions had vanished as their lust mounted and now they were shameless.
"Ooooooh, yeah, honey, fuck it to meeeeee!" Sue wailed. "Fuck the living shit out of me, John!"
"Unnnhhhh, Mark, you're fucking me so good, baby!" Lola howled. "God, yes, fuck me forever!"
Vicki felt the all-too-familiar symptoms of her lust. Her pussy was swelling and growing hot as fire and sticky juice was leaking from her cunt and soaking through her panties. She was so tired of always being the frustrated one, the one left out of the action.
But she didn't have much choice right now. There was nothing she could do but watch and wait while the two young couples fucked. She watched the men's asses knotting and jerking and she watched the women's bodies bucking and writhing with hot pleasure.
Then Sue caught everyone's attention as she let out a piercing wail and began to come.
"Unnnnhhhhh, fuck, you did it, John, whaaahhhhh!" she screamed.
That seemed to trigger everybody else's climax. John bellowed and shot his load into her clamping, sucking cunt. Lola screamed and went into hard spasms of pleasure and Mark flooded her cunt with huge jets of sizzling jism. Vicki watched them all coming and ate her heart out.
"Everywhere people seemed to be getting it on, everybody but her. There were orgasms for everyone but Vicki. She was achingly horny and she was fed up with her practically sexless marriage. But she still loved Clint and didn't want to leave him. She just didn't know what to do.
Then her attention was drawn back to the sauna room.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The two young couples lay on their mats panting and getting their breath back after their climaxes. They glanced at each other and laughed. They weren't shy any more. They hand nothing more to hide from each other, so there was no need to be shy.
"Well, that was some sauna," Mark chuckled.
"Yeah, John," Lola laughed, "if we'd known that's what saunas were like, we would have done it a long time ago."
"Well, that isn't exactly the way I intended it to happen," John grinned, "but I don't think anybody's complaining. In fact I could go for some more."
"John, you sex fiend," Sue giggled. "Actually, that's not a bad idea. How much time do we have?"
"More than half an hour," Mark said. "I don't intend to spend it just taking a bath or whatever you're supposed to do in here. What do you say, baby?"
"I'd love to get it on again," Lola answered, "only how about if we change partners?"
You could have heard a pin drop after she said that. The others just stared at her, totally unprepared for her wild suggestion. Vicki had noticed that Lola had just the slightest European accent. Maybe she'd been brought up to be less shy and inhibited about her body and that was the reason she'd come up with her outrageous idea.
"Trade?" Sue finally managed to gasp. "You mean fuck each other's husband?"
"Sure, why not?" Lola asked with a mischievous grin. "Nobody has to know but us. I think it'd be really fun."
Sue looked Mark over. She was blushing, yet she liked what she saw. Meanwhile Lola and John were studying each other and it was clear that they wanted to make love. But the idea wouldn't fly unless everybody agreed to it. They all looked at Sue.
She ducked the issue. "Uh, what do you think, Mark?" she asked.
Mark grinned broadly and said, "I like it, Sue. I like it a whole lot. I'd love to fuck you."
"It's fine with me, honey," John said. "I like the idea, too."
Poor Sue was blushing furiously, but she managed to say, "Well, I don't want to be a spoilsport. Let's go for it."
The others cheered and then Lola jumped to her feet and ran across the room to John. They all watched her. Her cute high-riding tits wobbled enticingly as she ran and her long golden hair flew. John was practically growling with lust as he waited for her.
"Well, honey, have fun," Sue said nervously.
She got up and walked across the room to Mark. John hardly noticed her leave. He held out his arms to Lola and they sank down on the mat, hungrily kissing and pawing each other. Vicki wondered how long the two couples had been friends. John and Lola seemed to have secretly lusted for each other a long time.
While they kissed and pawed each other, Sue, blushing harder than ever, sat down beside Mark. He grinned at her, then pulled her down on her back and lay half on top of her, pinning her there. The petite brunette was trapped as Mark bent lower to kiss her.
There was one little squeak of protest from Sue and then she went limp and submissive. Vicki suspected she really wanted to get it on with Mark but didn't think it was proper to admit it. Now she was melting with lust as he worked his tongue in her mouth and explored her curvy little body.
Vicki glanced back and forth between the necking couples, feeling more left out than ever. Clint was due back from his business trip tomorrow, but that wasn't going to make things any better for her. She had to be realistic. For some reason her handsome husband was a lot more interested in his job than in sex and unless she could change that, she'd go on being horny and frustrated.
Meanwhile she was stuck in a closet again with nothing to do but spy and sizzle with longing. She saw that Sue was rapidly losing her nervousness. She was starting to run her small hands over Mark's hard hairy body, exploring him. He was cupping and molding her apple-size tits.
He broke their kiss and nuzzled lower, flicking her soft little nipples with the tip of his tongue. The pink cones stiffened instantly, growing into supersensitive nubs. He sucked one, then the other, making Sue squirm and squeal with excitement.
"Oooooh, how'd you know I love that?" she cried.
"Lucky guess." Mark chuckled.
"Not so lucky," John called from across the room. "Sue loves everything."
"Shut up, John," Sue laughed. "You're not supposed to be watching us."
"But it's so much more fun if we watch each other," Lola said. "Why don't we pull these mats closer?"
"Lola, you're outrageous." Mark laughed.
But he obviously liked his wife's idea, because he got up and pulled the mat, with Sue on it, till it was right beside John and Lola's. Things were getting very kinky, very fast. Vicki watched breathlessly from the closet, wondering what outlandish thing the young couples would dream up next. Once they'd gotten started, there seemed to be no end to their inventiveness.
"Well, this is cozy," John grinned. "Want me to show you what Sue likes best? What really drives her wild?"
"John, that's a secret," Sue protested.
"Go on, show me," Mark leered.
"Okay, I'll demonstrate on Lola," John said. .
"Mmmmm, fine with me, lover!" Lola gurgled.
He arranged her on her back, knees bent and thighs wide open. They all ogled her cute pink slit. John folded back the golden fur of her cunt bush and fully exposed the hooded nub of her tiny clit. Then he bent down, stuck out his tongue and began flicking the little button with it.
"Ooooooh, shit, oooooh, yesssss!" Lola squealed.
"That seems to work pretty good," Mark observed.
"Try it on Sue," John said.
She had time only for a quick blush before Mark had her in position, on her back with her legs bent and spread. He nosed into her steamy slit and began to whip the tip of his tongue up and down over her clit. As John had promised, the results were instant.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, yessssss, lick meeeeee!" Sue wailed, her shyness totally blown away by her hot pleasure.
She creamed all over Mark's face. He lashed his stiff tongue tip harder over her throbbing clit and she soaked his face again and again. Molten cream gushed from her aroused cunt and flooded down her ass crack. Mark's expert clit-licking made her juice uncontrollably.
"Ohhhhh, yessss, never stop!" she moaned. "Oh, shit, I love it!"
"Christ, John, you weren't kidding!" Mark panted. "This really works great on her!"
"It'd work great on me, too," Lola said impatiently. "That's a great big hint, John."
"Right, got it," John laughed.
He nosed back into Lola's tangy hot cunt and licked it hungrily, whipping his big hot tongue up and down over the engorged folds. Lola lay there gurgling shamelessly, her legs wide open. Her eyes rolled crazily as John worked her into a mindless daze of hot sensation.
Vicki caught herself sliding her hand under her skirt and this time she didn't stop herself. She was well hidden in that closet and no one was likely to hear her if she moaned or panted a little. She just had to masturbate, that's all there was to it. She couldn't stand to see another round of orgasms and be left out.
She slid her index finger inside her soaked panty crotch and rubbed the dripping seething flesh of her pussy. She breathed a big sigh of relief. No heads turned her way and she knew her soft noises of enjoyment were drowned out by everybody else's panting and moaning.
She went on leisurely playing with herself while she watched the couples engage in their very first session of wife swapping. They'd been a little awkward about it at first, but they were quickly losing all their inhibitions. The men were licking their partners into a lusty frenzy.
Sue's cute face was contorted into a horny grimace as Mark lashed his big tongue stiffly over her squirting clit. She was clawing at the mat and whimpering steadily and molten cream was gushing from her cunt and puddling beneath her.
"Ohhhh, fuck, Mark, I can't take much more!" she sobbed. "I have to come!"
Meanwhile Lola was groaning hoarsely and creaming like mad as John tongued her clit faster and faster. She began to writhe so hard that he had trouble staying on target. Like Sue, she couldn't take much more of that kinky situation. She was going wild with the need for orgasm. She had to have it right away.
"Unnnnhhhh, John, I love your tongue!" she moaned. "But now I need your cock! Fuck me, honey, do it now!"
"One thing about Lola," Mark chuckled, "she makes it real clear what she wants."
"Well, I want the same thing," Sue panted.
John flipped Lola over onto her hands and knees and prepared to fuck her doggy-style. Mark rolled onto his back and pulled petite Sue up to sit over his rigid cock. He got ready to cream it into her. Then they all looked at each other. They were all about to commit adultery for the first time.
"You sure about this, honey?" John asked Sue. "I mean, it's great by me, but I won't do it unless you really want to."
"It's up to you, honey!" Sue moaned. "I think it's okay, but I wouldn't want to do it unless I was positive that you really wanted to!"
"Oh, shit, let's just fuck!" Lola groaned.
That got a round of cheers and then John crammed his rock-hard prick into her from behind. At the same moment Mark gave a hard upward thrust with his engorged cock and impaled Sue on it. Both women wailed with delight as they felt their hot cunts deliriously stuffed.
"Unnnhhhh, yesssss, fuck me, John!" Lola moaned. "Fuck me good and hard!"
"Fuck it to me, Mark!" Sue panted. "Fuck me as hard as you want!"
Vicki gave a little moan of longing. It was hell watching those two thick blue-veined cocks hammering into two juicy cunts and knowing that there was no room in the orgy for her. Just a minute with one of those hard cocks and she could have gotten off like crazy.
But as usual, she'd have to make do with her own fingers. She couldn't even count on getting her husband's cock, let alone a stranger's. She jerked her stiff index finger faster over her dripping pussy folds, giving herself a steady hot buzz of pleasure.
It felt nice and it would do the job, but she still ached to feel a man's bloated cock pounding in her cunt. That was still her favorite way to get off. She had to have that sensation now, or something very similar to it. She eased her index finger into her cunt.
"Unnnhhhh, yessssssss!" she moaned.
She didn't worry about being heard. Sue and Lola were moaning and squealing and John and Mark were growling and groaning. Nobody was going to hear Vicki. She kept her hot eyes focused on the two fucking couples as she jerked her stiff finger in her smoldering wet cunt.
It just didn't feel right and she knew why. Her finger was so slim, not nearly as thick as a real-live cock. But she knew what to do about that. She slid her middle finger into her slippery cunt and used both fingers to fuck herself. That was a lot better.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeeee!" Lola cried.
"Unnnnhhhh, Mark, fuck my brains out!" Sue sobbed.
Vicki wanted to wail right along with them, but that would have been too risky. She had to content herself with little hoarse whimpers of pleasure as she pistoned her two stiff fingers in her famished fuck hole. But even two fingers didn't feel thick enough to her today.
Usually they were enough, but not now. She was so wildly aroused from watching that little orgy that she needed even more thickness and hardness in her cunt. She managed to squeeze a third finger into her molten cunt and then she finally had the thickness of a real cock.
"God, yessssss!" she hissed.
She finger-fucked herself deep and hard as she spied. The two couples were in high gear now, fucking at each other fast and furiously. Lola's gorgeous tits swung heavily back and forth as John fucked her doggy-style and Sue was riding Mark's hammering cock like it was a bucking bronco. The two couples added to their hot excitement by watching each other.
"Having a good time, honey?" Mark panted.
"Unnnhhhhhh, shit, yesssssss!" Lola groaned. "Let's do this again soon, honey!"
"Fine by me." Mark grinned as he pounded his nearly bursting cock into another woman's cunt.
"How about you, baby?" John gasped. "Enjoying yourself?"
"Fuck, yessssssss!" his shy little wife moaned. "Oh, John, let's do this again!"
"I guess I can handle that," John said hoarsely as he worked his stiff prick in Lola's velvety steaming cunt.
Vicki was teetering on the edge of orgasm, but that was nothing unusual these days. She always felt like she could come if she sneezed. She deliberately held back her climax, wanting to come when the others did. She was so tired of being left out of all the fun.
Sue was the first to get off. The little brunette threw back her head and wailed shrilly as Mark's jack hammering cock took her over the edge into a body-rattling orgasm. Her clamping, sucking cunt drew the boiling jism right out of his balls and he roared with pleasure.
"Ooooooh, shit, oooooooh!" Sue wailed.
"Awwww, Jesus, awwwwwww!" Mark bawled.
"Ohhhh, God, you did it! Yes! Yes! I'm comingggggg!" Lola cried suddenly.
John groaned and yelled, "Take my load, unnnngggghhhhhhh!"
Watching them all climax, Vicki thrust her three bunched fingers deep and hard into her boiling cunt and brought herself off.
"Ohhhhhh, shit, fuck, unnnnhhhhh!" she gasped.
As she'd expected, nobody heard her. They were making too much noise of their own. As she waited for them to leave, Vicki shivered with the delicious aftershocks of her orgasm. Masturbation was fun, all right, but she couldn't survive on a steady diet of it.
She wanted her husband back.
CHAPTER NINE
Clint was due home the next day, sometime around noon.
Vicki asked Reeves to let her go home for lunch and when she got there, she found her husband unpacking his suitcase. He was surprised to see her.
"Vicki, how come you're not at work?" he asked.
"I have to talk to you, Clint," she said.
"Well, we can talk tonight," he answered. "I'm just gonna change my clothes and go to the office."
"Oh, no, you're not," Vicki said firmly. "Our marriage is at stake here and that's more important than getting back to work."
"Gosh, honey, I didn't realize things were that serious," Clint said. "But it won't always be this way. Like I told you, in a couple years we'll have saved up enough money for a house and another car and then I won't have to work so hard."
"I can't wait a couple of years, Clint," Vicki said. "I've waited long enough already. I want a real husband-or I want a divorce."
She didn't really mean it and she knew she was taking a big gamble, but she just had to get Clint to see that she was serious. She sure had his attention now. He straightened up from his suitcase and gawked at her.
"Okay, Vicki," he said. "You win. I don't want to lose you. Just tell me what it is you want and I'll do it."
Vicki started to sigh with relief, then remembered that her job wasn't over yet. Clint had agreed to work on their marriage, but that didn't automatically mean that he'd be hot to fuck. She had to get him horny and interested in sex again. It wouldn't be easy, but she'd come up with a plan.
"Okay," she said, "the first thing I want you to do is come to work with me."
He looked at her like she was crazy, but he let her take his arm and steer him out the door. They took his car instead of the bus and she sneaked him into the hotel. There was no reason to let Howard Reeves in on her naughty little experiment.
In fact she didn't see Reeves anywhere. The office was empty when she went to get her cleaning cart. Clint followed her as she started cleaning the empty rooms. He looked puzzled and she didn't blame him. She just hoped things would work out the way she'd planned.
She soon got her wish. She found the sauna room empty and started to clean it, but a minute later she heard people coming into the changing room. She grabbed Clint and hustled him into the walk-in closet. Now he really had to think she was nuts.
"Honey, what in hell is going on?" he demanded.
"Ssshhh, not so loud!" Vicki whispered. "We don't want them to hear us."
"Who?" he whispered back.
"Whoever's coming in here to make love," she said with a wicked grin.
Clint gawked at her, wondering if he'd heard right. She just pointed out the spy hole in the door, which was on eye level. She bent and peered through the keyhole. She felt Clint move up close behind her to look through the peephole.
At that moment Howard Reeves walked into the sauna room with a strange woman. She was a tall leggy redhead, perhaps in her late thirties and she had a nice figure and firm high-riding tits. She was expensively dressed and she was very pretty, but she didn't look happy. She looked lonely.
"And this is our sauna room, Mrs. Taylor," Howard said. "You need to reserve it in advance. Just in case you wanted to use it, I reserved the next hour."
"Howard," she said in a husky drawl, "I wouldn't mind at all if you called me Ginny. And I'd love to have a sauna if you'd join me.
Howard's eyes traveled hungrily up and down her body and he said, "Why, thanks, Ginny, that'd be very pleasant. I believe I'll take you up on that."
"He's my boss, the manager of this hotel," Vicki whispered to Clint. "I'm pretty sure she's one of our rich lonely customers, a widow or a divorcee. They often stay here when they're in town on business."
"Do they usually proposition the manager?" Clint asked, sounding a little shocked.
"This is the first time I've seen it," Vicki chuckled.
"We don't have a choice, honey," she said. "We're stuck in this closet till they leave. But if you don't feel right about watching, don't."
It was another gamble, but she won. Clint didn't move away from the peephole. In spite of his moral disapproval, he was intensely curious. Like Vicki, he'd never watched people get it on before. He just couldn't resist the temptation and he kept on watching as Howard and Ginny undressed.
"Oh, man," he breathed, "that woman is built."
Vicki didn't feel jealous. That was exactly the response she was hoping for. She needed Clint to forget his work for once. She needed him to get outrageously horny, so horny that all he could think of was sex. She'd made a good start. He was practically bug-eyed as he watched Ginny strip.
She was built, all right. Her body was in terrific shape for a woman her age. She was sleek and firm yet deliriously curvy. Howard was watching her hungrily as they took off their clothes, his eyes focusing on her orange-size tits as she tossed away her bra.
She was looking at him, too. He had a nice body, Vicki had to admit. She could have gone to bed with the guy. All she had to do was say the word. The idea of it made her hotly aroused, but she knew it would never happen. The only man she wanted to fuck was right there in the closet.
Clint was starting to breathe heavily as Ginny pulled off her skimpy bikini panties. Like Howard, he focused on her naturally copper-colored cuntbush. She didn't seem at all self-conscious about being naked in front of a man she hardly knew. She stretched out on a mat, on her back and smiled at Howard.
"You're slow, darling," she purred.
"Oh, yeah, yeah," Howard muttered, his voice hoarse with arousal.
He had trouble peeling his tight jockey shorts down over his hard-on. His cock had mushroomed as he watched Ginny undress. He finally managed to get his shorts off and then he took the mat next to Ginny's, still ogling her luscious body.
"I wonder if he'll put the make on her?" Clint whispered.
"Do bears shit in the woods?" Vicki answered.
"I'm glad you always stay at our hotel, Ginny," Howard said.
"I stay here because you treat me so well, Howard," she replied. "But I'm surprised you didn't show me the sauna before."
"It's new," he said. "Like it?"
"It's nice," she said with a smile, "but it'd be even better of you could get a massage."
"Hey, no problem," he said eagerly.
He started rubbing her down. As he ran his hands over her sleek naked body, she purred with contentment. Vicki had to hand it to the woman-she got what she wanted, without being a total slut. She just made opportunities for Howard to do what he secretly wanted to do.
He started massaging her shoulders and quickly worked his way to her beautiful bare tits. He cupped them and squeezed them gently and when she didn't protest, he went into a full sensuous massage, molding her pretty tits in his big hot hands. Ginny gave a little gurgle of enjoyment and her nipples went rigid, throbbing against his palms.
"Mmmmmmmm, you give a wonderful massage, Howard," she sighed.
"Massage, my ass!" Clint muttered.
He hadn't moved his eye from the peephole. He'd hardly moved at all, in fact. He was breathing harder by the minute. Now Vicki sneaked a quick glance at him. She was kneeling, on a level with his crotch and she almost snickered when she saw the big hard bulge there.
Her plan was working. Her husband was getting helplessly aroused as he spied on the naked couple. He might not approve of spying or of what the couple was doing, but it sure was making him horny. His cock was straining against the confinement of his pants.
Vicki was tempted to unzip his pants and give him a blow-job that would singe his hair, but that wasn't part of her plan. She turned back to the keyhole to see what was happening and she found Howard on his knees now, bending low to flick his wet tongue over Ginny's stiffened nipples.
"Unnnnhhhh, yessss, nice!" Ginny gurgled.
Vicki felt a hot squirt of juice from her hungry cunt. It soaked into her panties. She wished she could be in Ginny's place, a man's firm hot hands running over her body, his hot tongue teasing her tits. But if her plan worked, she'd have all that and more.
Howard started kissing his way lower, over Ginny's ribs and into her flame-colored cuntbush. Her eyes were heavy with lust, her face a little twisted with pleasure. She let her legs fall wide open and Howard nosed between them. She shivered and gasped.
"Oh, God, yesssss!" she cried. "Lick my pussy!"
"Oh, Jesus!" Clint groaned.
Vicki looked over and saw a wet spot on his fly. His cock was not only stiff with lust, it was drooling hot cream. She drooled, too, thinking of how badly she wanted to go down on him and gulp his juice. But it wasn't time for that yet.
Howard maneuvered around till he was kneeling between Ginny's nice long legs and almost bent double. He was raking his big red tongue up and down over her cunt slit and she was groaning with pleasure. As Vicki had suspected, the guy was an excellent pussy-eater. He hungrily gobbled up Ginny's tangy hot cream.
Then he lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, fully exposing her moist pink cunt and its fringe of fine copper curls. She didn't seem at all bashful about that. She just gurgled and rolled her eyes as he tongued her seething gash.
"Ummmmm, Howard, that's marvelous!" she moaned. "Yes, darling, lick me all over!"
Vicki creamed through her panties again and she felt Clint shivering lustily next to her. Her plan had worked all too well. Her husband was horny out of his mind and so was she, but there was nothing they could do about it till they got out of that closet.
They could hear the obscene wet tonguing and sucking noises Howard was making and that just added to their hot lust. They could hear Ginny's husky moans and gurgles as she was tongued toward orgasm. It was maddening, Vicki thought and she was sure Clint felt the same.
"Howard, darling, I can't take any more!" Ginny moaned at last. "Please, please fuck me!"
"Oh, Christ!" Clint groaned. "Vicki, you rat, did you set me up for this?"
"That's right, honey," Vicki whispered gleefully. "Is it making you horny?"
"Are you kidding?" he panted.
They both watched as Howard slid his long blue-veined prick into Ginny's slippery smoking cunt. The beautiful redhead arched her body to take it, moaning as he pushed clear of her womb. Her eyes rolled crazily, then closed tight. Her legs remained draped over his shoulders.
"You got it all, Ginny!" Howard growled. "Feel good to you?"
"Shit, yesssss!" she hissed. "Now fuck my brains out!"
"I'll sure as hell try," he leered.
He cupped her firm little ass and started plowing his thick hard cock up and down in her sizzling cunt. He forced out thick molten cream and it gushed down her ass crack. In the closet, husband and wife watched in wild lust, both of them panting.
"Damn you, Vicki, this is driving me crazy," Clint whispered. "I gotta get off. Let's fuck."
Vicki almost moaned with longing for him. It was the first time he'd asked her to fuck in weeks. It was the first time he'd been really eager for her in such a long time. She wanted him, of course. But she decided to stick to her plan. It had worked really well so far.
"Not now, Clint," she said coldly. "They might hear us."
"Shit!" he groaned.
There was nothing he could do but stand there and spy as his swollen cock tried to hammer its way out of his pants. He and Vicki watched breathlessly as Howard pounded his big hard boner into Ginny's squirting cunt and made her squeal with ecstasy.
"God, yes, motherfucker, fuck meeeeee!" she wailed.
"Vicki, please!" Clint groaned.
"No," Vicki said primly, "not now, Clint."
It almost killed her to say that, but she had her reasons. She would have loved to just hike her skirt, drop her panties and let Clint fuck the hell out of her. But she could have even more than that if she played her cards right. She kept her eye to the keyhole, trying to ignore her lusty husband.
"Harder!" Ginny wailed. "Fuck the living shit out of me, Howard!"
Howard was leering down at her, his face red and contorted with lust. He went into high gear at her request, fucking into her so hard that her slender body shuddered with the impact. She screamed in bliss and jerked her hips to his almost brutal rhythm, fucking right back at him.
"Unnnnhhh, yesssss, gonna come!" she sobbed.
"Awwwwwww, Jesus, awwwwww!" Howard yelled, jetting his load into her pumping cunt.
"Oooooooooh, fuck, you did it to meeeeee!" Ginny wailed. "I'm comingggg, oooooooooh!"
"Oh, shit, Vicki, give me a break!" Clint groaned. "I'm about to come in my pants!"
"Wait till we get home, dear," Vicki said primly.
They didn't have much choice. They had to wait till Ginny and Howard had dressed and left and even then there was no totally safe and private place for them to get it on. Vicki left work early and went home with her husband. She didn't even care if it cost her, her job.
She had something far more important than her job to take care of.
CHAPTER TEN
Clint kept his hard-on all the way home. He had trouble keeping his eyes on the road, too. He kept giving Vicki hungry, horny glances, till she thought he was going to pull over and make love to her right on the freeway. But he managed to control himself till they got inside their house.
He closed the front door and grabbed Vicki, pulling her tight against his hard male body. He hadn't kissed her like that in ages, with real hunger, thrusting his tongue all the way into her mouth. She creamed heavily and shivered with desire for him.
Her plan had worked, all right. By taking her husband to the hotel and letting him spy on the lovers, she'd gotten him interested in sex again. But her work wasn't over. She had to make sure this wasn't just a one-shot deal. She wanted decent regular loving from now on.
"Let's go in the bedroom, honey," she said breathlessly when Clint finally broke the kiss.
"Bedroom, hell," he growled. "We're gonna get it on right here. I don't wanta waste time going to the damned bedroom."
He wasn't kidding. He practically tore Vicki's uniform off her, then quickly stripped away her bra and panties. He tossed his clothes in every direction. Vicki watched lustily as he uncovered his powerful hairy body. Clint had always seemed sexy to her.
But as he reached for her, she stepped back and said, "I don't want just a quickie, Clint. I'm not satisfied with that. I don't want this session to end here on the doorstep."
"I get the message, baby," he said, his voice husky with desire. "Don't worry. We'll get to the bedroom-eventually. I just can't wait any longer."
He grabbed her hand pulled her down on the thick carpet. He rolled half on top of her and kissed her again, darting his tongue sensuously back and forth between her lips. His hand slid between her thighs, just in time for her to cream all over it.
"Mmmmmmmmmm, uuummmmmm!" she moaned.
She couldn't hide her lust from him any longer. She'd played prim and cool as long as she could, but now her body was aching for relief. She arched against him and rubbed her swollen mound against his steel-hard cock. He gave a muffled snort of excitement and she felt his prick leaking hot sticky juice against her belly.
He rolled all the way on top of her and sank down between her hot thighs.
"This is just gonna seem like a quickie," he panted.
"Unnnnhhhhh!" Vicki gasped as he socked his enormously swollen cock into her.
It was so sudden and rough, it almost felt like a rape. But she understood and she was up for it. She was just as starved for this fuck as Clint was. She jerked her hips upward to take his plowing cock as deep as she could get it. She felt a dizzying rush of pleasure as he crammed her starved cunt.
"God, yesssss!" she sobbed. "Yes, honey, fuck meeee!"
Clint cupped her hot writhing little ass and held her firmly against him. He began sawing his fat cock in and out of her juicy little cunt, but for a change he didn't rush. He was taking it slowly, sensuously, like he used to do when he wasn't in such a hurry all the time. Vicki loved it.
"Ohhhhhhh, honey, that's so good!" she whimpered. "I love it when you fuck me like that!"
Clint didn't say anything, just grunted and panted as he worked his huge cock in her velvety wet pussy hole. He pushed in as deep as he could go, then sighed with pleasure before pulling back for another stroke. She knew he hadn't enjoyed fucking this much in a long time.
Even when he was making love to her, his mind had been at the office. She'd finally broken that pattern by taking him to the hotel and having him spy on Howard and Ginny. He sure as hell wasn't thinking about his work now. All he was thinking about was the sheer animal enjoyment of fucking.
"Awwwwwww, shit, yeah!" he groaned.
Gradually he fucked into her faster and harder. She was amazed at how much self-control he showed, not rushing to get his rocks off. But was it really self-control, or was he just glutting himself on the delicious sensations? It could be that he'd almost forgotten how to fuck.
Oh, he could get off fast, that was for sure, but he'd been so wrapped up in his job that he'd forgotten to take his time and enjoy things. Now it was coming back to him. Vicki could tell that he wanted to go on fucking for hours. Well, so did she.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked them there, taking the deepest cock strokes she could get. She ground her swollen clit against his jerking hard shaft, doubling her pleasure. This was the way they used to fuck, taking their time, milking it for every drop of enjoyment they could get.
"Mmmmmm, baby, I love it!" Vicki gurgled.
"I've been a fool to neglect you!" Clint panted.
"That's over now!" Vicki moaned. "Let's just forget it and get a new start!"
"You got yourself a deal, lady!" he growled.
He was fucking her pretty hard now, but soon he was doing it even harder, practically knocking the breath out of her with each deep greedy lunge. Vicki loved that, too. She needed the ruthless hard fucking to ease all her stored-up lust. Her jerking hips kept pace with his thrusts.
"Yesssss, fuck me hard, fuck my brains out!" she babbled hoarsely.
That really set Clint off. He went into high gear and hammered it to her so hard that their naked bodies slapped loudly together. Vicki's head lolled back and her eyes shut tight as she rocketed helplessly towards orgasm. She could feel the pleasure building in her cunt till it was ready to explode.
"Oooooooooh, shit, ooooooooh, gonna come!" she sobbed.
Clint used an old trick to get her off, one she'd thought he'd forgotten. He ground his shaft hard against her engorged clit, then crammed his cock into her as deep and hard as he could. That did the job. Vicki screamed in ecstasy as violent pleasure-spasms ripped through her writhing body.
"Unnnnnhhhhh, shit, yessss- whaaahhhhhh!" she screeched.
Her hot little box went into hard squeezing and clamping motions around Clint's cock and he couldn't hold out a second longer. His balls exploded with their huge sizzling load and he jetted the steaming jism into his wife's sucking womb, making her orgasm even more powerful.
It was the best fuck Clint had given her in a long, long time and her climax showed it. She convulsed violently and kept coming for a full minute. Even after Clint sank down on her gasping, she was still shivering and whimpering with the delicious aftershocks of her orgasm.
"Oh, honey, that was wonderful!" she sighed. "That's the way it ought to be all the time!"
"You're right," Clint said, kissing her. "And now I better get back to the office."
He jumped off her and headed for the door. She stared after him, open-mouthed with shock and disappointment. Hadn't he gotten her message at all? Didn't he understand that she was fed up with quickies? Suddenly he turned again and flashed her a big mischievous grin.
"Just kidding," he said.
Vicki groaned.
"Clint Turner," she sighed, "that wasn't very funny. I really oughta punish you."
He laughed and walked over to her, helping her to her feet.
"Let's go to the bedroom," he said, "and you can punish me by sucking my cock."
"Oh, some punishment." Vicki laughed.
Still she was really pleased, because he hadn't asked for a blow-job in ages. He was always too busy or too tired for it, but not today. Watching Howard and Ginny get it on had really inflamed him. He was as horny as a teenager. Vicki just loved that, of course.
They slid onto their king-size bed and Clint drew Vicki's legs wide open and bent them at the knees. He ogled her luscious-looking red cunt and its fringe of delicate dark curls. Vicki felt wickedly aroused as he gazed at her naked pussy. She loved being wanton and naughty with her handsome husband.
"I thought you wanted me to suck you off," she said.
"I do," he said with a leer, "but I wanta go down on you first."
"We could do both," Vicki said.
Clint clapped a hand to his forehead and laughed.
"Hey, it's Geritol time for me," he snorted. "I'd forgotten all about that. You're right-let's do sixty-nine."
He flopped onto his back and Vicki backed up over him, shivering with excitement. It had been at least a year since they'd made love in this kinky way. She kept going till she felt Clint's hot breath fanning her pussy. She looked straight down on his big blue-veined cock.
"Like old times, huh?" he chuckled.
"Yes," Vicki said, "and let's not forget it this time."
Then she squealed with pleasure as she felt her husband's big hot tongue raking her gash. Clint sure hadn't forgotten how to eat pussy. He used his tongue just as excitingly as ever. He lashed it over every inch of her seething slit, driving her wild with pleasure.
"Oh, God, baby, you're so good at that!" she moaned. "I could take hours of that!"
"Let's see if you've forgotten how to give head," Clint said.
"Right, I can take a hint," she giggled.
She dipped her head down low, stuck out her hot little tongue and began lapping his cock. Clint snorted with lust. She began gently and teasingly, but soon she was lashing his cock with lust and hunger. He responded by licking her slit faster and faster.
Yes, it was just like old times and Vicki was loving every second of it. She creamed uncontrollably and Clint licked up and gobbled all the tangy juice he could get. She whipped his big cock with her stiff hot tongue and soon his meat began to swell and rise. She tasted salty juice oozing from his piss hole.
"Mmmmmmm, uuummmmm!" she gurgled.
They feasted noisily on each other's cream. Clint's cock was swelling up bigger by the second and Vicki's clit already had its own tiny hard-on. She groaned in ecstasy when she felt Clint sliding his tongue up her cunt. That was the most exciting thing of all for her.
"Oh, honey, yesssss!" she sobbed. "Stick it in me, give me all of it!"
She adored it when he tongue-fucked her and he hadn't done it in so long. Now she was groaning and whimpering with bliss as he inched his thick wet tongue deeper and deeper into her greedy velvet-lined cunt. He pushed it into her as far as it would go, then started jerking it with cock-like motions.
"Yes, yessss!" Vicki hissed. "Fuck me with your tongue, babe! I'll give you a blow-job that'll knock your head off!"
She licked her lips to make them slippery, then plunged them down around Clint's rigidly standing prick. His fat cock stretched her mouth almost to bursting and it crammed her breathless, but that was just part of the excitement. She started sucking hard and hungrily on his throbbing prick, drawing the delicious cream out of his piss hole.
Clint gave a muffled groan of lust and shivered with pleasure. He'd always loved her head jobs, till he got so engrossed in his job that he didn't have time for loving. Well, now she was reminding him that some things were more important than work. He seemed to get the message.
They went at each other shamelessly, making obscene wet noises with their mouths and tongues as they ate each other. Clint's cock throbbed hard on Vicki's tongue and fed her gush after gush of sizzling salty cream. She gobbled the tasty juice as fast as she could and sucked for more.
Meanwhile Clint was hammering his thick tongue in and out of her smoking pussy hole and driving her relentlessly towards climax. She never could hold out long when he did that to her. It was so wild and kinky to feel a fat wet tongue pistoning in her box.
It was just a question of who was going to come first and Vicki was sure it would be Clint. He never could last long when she sucked his cock. Now he was spinning out of control and starting to fuck her mouth, always a sign that he was right on the verge of coming.
But this time he surprised her. He suddenly gave a powerful deep thrust with his tongue and brought her off. She threw back her head and howled in bliss, letting his stiff spit-soaked cock snap free of her mouth.
"Ohhhhhh, shit, Clint you did it to meeeeee !" she howled. "Ohhhhhh, fuck, I'm comingggggg!"
She forgot everything for one long delicious minute as she climaxed hard. When she opened her eyes again, she saw her husband's mammoth rock-hard prick right before her eyes and she drooled hungrily. She popped her wet mouth back around his prick, sucking in every inch of it.
"Jesus, yeah, suck it!" Clint groaned. "We're both gonna get off this time, baby!"
Vicki had just finished coming, so she really didn't see how she could get off again soon. But Clint quickly showed her. He crammed his tongue right into her asshole. He'd never done that before and it was an incredibly sexy and wicked sensation. Vicki squealed with pleasure.
She sucked furiously on his cock while he hammered his thick tongue stiffly in her hot little shitter. She'd never known such intense pleasure and she wanted to share it with her husband. She reached down and wriggled her little finger up Clint's asshole.
That did it for both of them. Just a few naughty jerks of her finger and Clint was coming like crazy, roaring and jetting his sizzling load into her throat. His deep-driving tongue crammed her shitter and brought her off and she drenched his face with molten come-cream.
"Ohhhhhhh, God, unnnnhhhhhhh!" she wailed.
"Awwwwwww, fuck-awwwwwwww!" Clint yelled.
They gulped each other's boiling cream, then fell back exhausted and panting. Vicki cuddled up to Clint and sighed with contentment. As far as she was concerned, they had the perfect marriage now. Clint gave her a squeeze and grinned at her.
"I'm gonna call the office and say I won't be in till tomorrow," he said. "I've got more important things to take care of here at home."
