Scandal On Madison Ave.
by Douglas Clarion


Chapter One 

Valerie turned over in bed and reached out a slender, well-manicured hand 
toward the small paperback book in the drawer of the night table. She kept 
it there, knowing that Robert would never see it. She was embarrassed at the 
very sight of it, but she had a need for it now ... a need for the 
excitement to be found between its covers. She glanced nervously at the 
clock for what seemed to her to be the millionth time. It was 11:30 and 
Robert was not home yet. It was the fourth night in a row now that he had 
not come home for dinner ... not anywhere close to dinner-time even. It was 
getting to be too much, every night later and later and all because of that 
damned promotion. She cared about his getting ahead, certainly ... but at 
what price? It was almost like not being married at all. 

Valerie stretched her long slim legs out under the covers, down to where the 
sheets were cooler and soothing. She felt over-warm. Even though she was 
wearing a very scanty nightgown, the transparent fabric clung to her 
voluptuous contours, as moisture from her nervous perspiration seeped 
through to the material. She adjusted her pillows, propping them behind her 
back and with a quick gesture, brushed her long auburn hair from, her. eyes. 
Then she opened the forbidden book to the page she had marked with a small 
slip of paper. 

"Cliff began the steady back and forth motion that was a forerunner of what 
was to come. He placed the tip of his member to her moist, hair-shielded 
opening, then with a sudden thrust he pushed all the way into her and the 
entire bulk of his cock slid into her, creating a wondrous sensation that 
filled her with a steadily rising fire." 

Valerie put the book down, her smooth creamy breasts heaving as she caught 
her breath. She glanced once more at the clock and listened a moment. 
Perhaps she would hear the car pulling into the driveway. But she heard 
nothing ... only the sounds of crickets chirping in the warm night air of 
the garden behind the comfortable Long Island home. She had decided to wear 
the most alluring night gown she owned that evening. One of Robert's 
favorites. She was determined that he would not ignore her tonight. She 
mentally began to count days in her head ... the days It had been since her 
husband had last made love to her. Yes, it was more than two weeks now. More 
than two weeks! In all of the five years they had been together, there had 
never been such a long stretch between their love-making. A few days maybe, 
but nothing like this. She had always been secretly pleased that Robert 
continued to show such an avid interest in her body as the years of their 
marriage passed. 

But now it was different. He always seemed so preoccupied these days since 
it became known that he was in line for a promotion from Senior Art Director 
to the position of Account Executive at Carter and White Advertising. He had 
let her know in no uncertain terms that he did not intend to be stuck as an 
Art Director all his life ... that wasn't where his interests lay. He wanted 
the big money ... the big office ... the best of everything. 

Somehow Valerie wished that things could remain the same for them. She had 
considered herself very happily married up until this point. Now Robert was 
hardly ever at home and she missed him. Her body missed his touch. She 
wondered if he was bored with her ... perhaps it was her fault somehow. But 
her mirror still reflected a splendid 36-24-36 shapes of which any woman 
would be proud. Her dark hair reflected smoldering red highlights and her 
skin was fresh and clear. She had been a much sought after photographer's 
model before marrying Robert and she had lost none of her good looks since 
then. If anything, she had grown more beautiful than before. No,. she didn't 
think it was her fault and yet she had tried everything these last few days 
to tempt him ... and nothing had worked. Well, tonight would be different 
she thought. Tonight she would not let him ignore her. With a sigh, Valerie 
returned to her book. 

"He wrapped his arms tightly about the young girl's willing body, pushing 
deeper and deeper until her moans and sighs filled the entire room. Suzanne 
had never felt anything like this before ..." 

Valerie quickly closed the book. She could hear the sound of the Pontiac 
pulling into the drive. The wheels crunched over the fine gravel and then 
came to a stop. There was a moment of stillness after the motor was cut. The 
car door slammed and she heard Robert's quick, heavy step on the walk. She 
threw the naughty book back into the drawer and jumped out of bed ... so 
that she could examine herself once more in the mirror. 

After smoothing her hair and adjusting her gown, she applied a few more 
drops of 'Madame Rochas' to her ear lobes, one more drop inside the deep 
cleavage of her breasts and another to the soft Vee between her shapely 
thighs. He simply could not refuse her tonight, she knew. Her lavender gown 
reached only to the tops of her soft pink thighs, but even if the gown had 
continued down to her toes, not one inch of Valerie's lush body would have 
been hidden from even the least curious gaze, for the material was of the 
sheerest available. It did not hide the shadow of her curly pubic hair that 
softly covered her sex mound, nor did it hide the rosy tips that crowned her 
generously proportioned globular breasts. When she turned to hop back into 
bed, the mirror reflected two nether cheeks of ample size to fit, each one, 
the curve of a large masculine hand, as they gently bounced rhythmically to 
each stop she took. 

When Robert opened the door of the bedroom, Valerie was propped seductively 
back on her pillows, smiling pleasantly at him. 

"Hello, darling," he said, kissing her briefly on the lips and turning to go 
to his closet, where he promptly began to disrobe. 

Valerie watched him as he took his things off, his back to her. 

"Sorry I'm so late again," he continued. "Just couldn't be helped. Ron 
wanted to go over some pointers with me about tomorrow's meeting of the big 
wigs. Could be very important." He was nude by this time ... and Valerie 
admired his strong, muscular back, the firm, tight buttocks and the long 
tanned legs that had so attracted her to him five years ago when they had 
first met at Ocean Beach. She blushed and looked away as he turned to come 
toward the bed. A thrill ran through her at the thought that they could soon 
be making love. Her entire body longed for him ... it was like a dull ache 
all over. 

"God ... I'm tired!" Robert exclaimed, letting himself fall heavily into the 
bed. He covered his nude body with the lightweight summer blanket. He could 
feel himself falling asleep as his head touched the pillow. 

But Valerie pressed her warm body against the hard flatness of his reclining 
form. 

"Oh, darling," she said ... "Darling, I've missed you so much." She kissed 
his shoulder with soft moist lips and wrapped one long silky leg around his. 

Robert wanted only to roll over and go to sleep, thoughts of the next day's 
meeting drifting through his head. But he felt the nudging pressure of 
Valerie's body touching him. One of her breasts brushed against his arm. The 
familiar scent of her perfume reached his nostrils just as Valerie slid her 
leg between his and he could feel his penis involuntarily begin to rise in 
anticipation of what she would do next. 

Valerie could feel the shiver that ran through her husband and encouraged by 
it, she placed her hand on his groin. She felt an electricity run through 
her as her hand touched the stiffness of his erect cock. She closed her hand 
around its girth, imagining the enormity of it plunged deep inside her, 
touching the very depths of her womb. She emitted a soft groan of desire as 
Robert turned slowly toward her. 

He gathered her trembling body against his, pressing his throbbing member 
against her soft, fleece-covered pussy as he did so. Valerie writhed against 
him in ecstasy. At last it was going to happen. 

It seemed like she had been waiting forever. Her body strained, all its 
muscles tight, begging to be possessed by him. Clinging to his massive 
chest, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, letting her hips 
execute a slow grinding motion against his rock hard cock. Robert pushed up 
the fold of her scanty gown and felt the nakedness of her loins. He entwined 
one thick finger in the ringlets of hair surrounding her cunt and then 
teasingly slid it between the folds that covered the tiny ridges of her 
soft, quivering sex. 

"Ooooh ... " she moaned. "Oh, darling don't stop ... yes, do that some 
more!" 

Robert continued to slide his finger back and forth, causing a delicious 
friction in Valerie's cunt as he flicked back and forth across the bud of 
her swelling clitoris. 

"MMmmm ... " she crooned and Robert felt as though his cock would burst her 
sounds excited him so. He caught his hand up under one firm round breast and 
squeezed hard. He knew she liked that. 

"Aaah!" she cried out in pain. But the pain subsided quickly as the fire 
built in her belly. Robert's finger plunged on and on and then suddenly slid 
down to the opening of her vaginal lips and slid inside the smooth, 
quivering dampness. He inserted two fingers and then three, letting them 
twist around up and up into the clasping wetness of her pussy. 

"Ooooooooooo darling, darling! Yes, yes!" she cried, out of her head with 
bliss. 

Robert could feel her soft, yielding vaginal walls melting all around his 
hand, her body bucking under him. He pressed down on her so that she was 
lying beneath the full weight of his body, never ceasing his plunder of her 
flesh. He knew he would have to enter her soon. His testicles were beginning 
to ache from the pressure building up in them. 

"Damn!" he thought. "She sure was hot for it!" 

Valerie moaned beneath his weight. 

"Oh, darling. It feels so good ... so good ... please don't stop!" 

Robert looked down at his wife's lovely, passion contorted face. It always 
excited him to look at her while he was making love to her and this time was 
no exception. 

"Yes ... " he said to her through clenched teeth, "I guess it has been a 
long time." With that he quickly withdrew his fingers from the straining, 
palpitating slit between her legs. 

Valerie knew he was going to enter her now and she felt a rush of 
unbearable, desire ... so great it was almost painful; a desire to have 
Robert's cock ramming into her over and over again. His hand ground 
persistently into her breast and she wanted nothing better than to have him 
obliterate her, pound her into the bed, to be completely flattened beneath 
him. 

Robert pressed his lips to her and pushed his tongue deep into her mouth. 
Valerie writhed still more and pushed her hips up to meet his. The tip of 
his cock was pressing at the entrance of her streaming passage. Steadily, he 
pushed and the swollen prick slid smoothly into her like a slippery snake 
burrowing into its nest, stretching the pliant walls of Valerie's vagina as 
it sank deeper and deeper up into her warm, waiting belly. 

"Aaaaah ... Robert ... oh Robert, darling!" Valerie was wild now, her arms 
alternately flailing out flat on the bed and grasping her husband about the 
neck. Then her nails were on his back, running the length of its arched 
surface, trailing tiny red lines along his skin. Her long legs snaked up 
around his back and with her powerful thigh muscles she pulled Robert still 
closer to her burning body. 

Yes, this was what she had wanted! This was it! This feeling that she could 
live forever as long as Robert was there above her, taking her, kicking into 
her with all his strength. Robert rode her, pounding hard, slapping into her 
with all his might, he could feel his rod touching bottom each time he 
dipped into her. She was squirming wildly beneath him. He knew it would not 
be long now and he would have to let loose. He had to exert all his will 
just to keep up with her pace. Her ravenous body begged his for more with 
each churning movement. 

"Oh, harder! Harder!" she gasped, as her heels beat a wild tattoo on his 
back. He thought he would go mad if he didn't soon spurt his hot, scalding 
cum deep into her sex starved chasm. 

"Oh ... oh ... oh!" she was gasping for air now as she felt her orgasm 
drawing near. It was almost there ... almost but not quite. Just a few more 
seconds ... 

Robert felt it happening deep in the pit of his belly. Quickly he threw his 
hands down beneath Valerie's knees and pulled her legs up so that they 
straddled his shoulders. The soft cushions of her smooth, gyrating buttocks 
tilted against his thighs and his cock slipped even further down into the 
slanted shaft of her pussy. Those few extra centimeters were enough to do it 
for him and with a cry of abandon he let loose a stream of thick sperm that 
shot like a ram-jet straight up into her wildly contracting womb. 

But it was too soon for Valerie. She had felt herself climbing toward the 
peak, and then just before she reached it and the blessed orgasm she sought, 
Robert reached his own climax. His body slumped on hers as she clung to bun, 
still hoping against hope that she could still make it. But his rapidly 
deflating prick slowly slipped from the beat of her unsatisfied cunt and try 
as she might, she could get no more pleasure from it. 

Robert's deep even breathing, heavy and moist against her shoulder, told her 
that he was sound asleep. She lay there silently for some time and then 
gently pushed his relaxed form to the side, managing to wriggle out from 
under his weight. 

She lay quietly beside him, trying to fight back the tears forming in her 
eyes at the great disappointment she felt. But finally she gave up the 
struggle and let the tiny pools of water flow silently down her cheeks. To 
have gone that long without making love ... and now to have this happen. It 
was too much, she thought bitterly, tasting the saltiness of her tears at 
the corner of, her mouth. Her heart still beat wildly in her chest, sending 
her blood rushing through her veins. Her entire organism was set in motion 
for a climax that had eluded her. 

Robert lay on his back beside Valerie, a light snore issuing from his 
slightly parted lips. Valerie moaned softly and pressed her legs tightly 
together, creating an increased sensation in her tingling pussy. 

Gradually her hand found its way to the soft folds of flesh hidden beneath 
the moisture-matted tufts of pubic hair. Her finger searched out the 
protruding nub of her clitoris. She sighed as she felt the rush of air over 
the tender exposed surface. It sent a delightful feeling rushing through 
her; from her quivering mound it rushed up past her belly button and over 
the taut erections of her nipples. Pressure built in her ears as the tension 
mounted and her fingers moved agilely among the satiny tissues of her cunt. 

Valerie was embarrassed at first by what she was doing, but then Robert's 
breathing continued to come steadily beside her and she realized that there 
was not a chance in the world that he would wake up, even if she were to 
make a lot of noise. Even so, she kept her moans low and soft although the 
self-induced pleasure was, acute and maddening. 

But, something about the secrecy of what she was doing gave her an illicit 
thrill and made her experience an even greater enjoyment. Her breath came in 
jagged uneven spurts as her hand roamed the terrain of her hungry sex. 
Furiously her fingers worked the tormented flesh, creating ever new patterns 
of excitation. Over and up they traced ... back and forth ... sometimes 
sliding down and inside the hot tunnel of her pussy. She groaned and twisted 
her body quickly from side to side, raising and lowering her hips to meet 
her fast moving fingers. 

Her tongue licked the corner of her wide-open mouth as she sucked in her 
breath at a new peak of frenzy. On and on she went, until she could bear it 
no more, and suddenly her orgasm burst upon her like a dam breaking, 
flooding her with a torrent of shattering emotion, racking her body with 
ripping spasms of joy. Valerie's eyes brimmed once more with tears, but this 
time they were caused by the dizzying heights of her solitary pleasure. 

She lay back, exhausted ... her body satisfied at last ... but as the 
sensation slowly ebbed away, a great sadness enveloped her, as once more 
Robert's slow, even breathing reached her ears. She became upset once more 
that her pleasure had not come from her husband, but from her own hand. 

"Damn it!" she said to herself angrily ... "Damn!" She turned abruptly on 
her side and after a short while fell into a deep but restless sleep. 

Chapter Two 

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Church," the headwaiter said, barely looking up from 
his reservation chart. 

"Good afternoon andre. Has Mrs. Whitman arrived yet?" 

"Yes, ma'am," Andre answered, signaling for a waiter. "Show Mrs. Church to 
Mrs. Whitman's table. Number 21." Valerie followed the waiter to the table 
across the room next to the window that she and Gail always reserved when 
they had lunch together. Gail was married to Robert's boss at the agency and 
she and Valerie had become good friends soon after Robert had started with 
Carter and White. 

it was an important friendship for both women. Valerie was glad to have a 
somewhat older woman in her confidence. Someone who had seen a good deal 
more of life and was willing to share her experience. And for Gail, Valerie 
made her feel younger than her years. She was pleased that she was still 
able to communicate with someone Valerie's age. 

Gail put down her drink when she saw Valerie coming across the room and 
waved to her. 

"Sorry I'm so late, Gail," Valerie said as the waiter pulled out her chair 
for her. "But I've had a simply terrible morning. And then ... " 

"Forget it," Gail interrupted. "It gave me a chance to have a quiet drink. 
Waiter bring us two more of these, please," she ordered politely, dismissing 
him as soon as Valerie was seated. "Here," Gail offered, pushing her half 
finished drink over to Valerie. "Have some of this until the waiter brings a 
fresh one for you. You look like you need it more than I do," she quipped, 
half joking, half serious. 

"Thanks," Valerie answered. "I have the feeling I'm going to need several of 
these before I even begin to feel human again." 

"Well, you go right ahead," Gail said, fishing in her bag for a cigarette. 
"I wish I had a dime for every drink our husbands had over their lunches the 
past few years!" 

As Gail lit her cigarette, the waiter brought over the fresh drinks and set 
them down in front of the two women. Valerie took the last sip of Call's 
drink and handed the empty glass to the waiter. 

"We'll order later, thank you," she said to the waiter and immediately 
started in on her fresh drink. 

"Hey, you weren't kidding, were you?" Gail asked as she watched Valerie take 
several large gulps from her drink. "Slow down, girl, or we won't have to 
bother ordering lunch!" she laughed. Valerie only stared at her. "Is 
something wrong, Val?" 

But Valerie was lost in her thoughts and gave no response. 

"I said," Gail almost shouted. "Is anything wrong?" 

"What?" Valerie asked. "I'm sorry. I guess I wasn't paying attention." 

"I should say you weren't. What's on your mind? You certainly don't seem 
like you're here just to have a gossipy lunch with me. Are you having 
troubles or something?" 

"No, I'm not in any kind of trouble. Well, in a way I guess I am. Oh, Gail, 
I just don't know who to turn to." 

"Listen, Valerie. You know there isn't anything you can't tell me. That's 
what a best friend is for." 

"Yes, I know," Valerie answered. "It's just that well, it's not an easy 
subject to just blurt out. Even to your best friend." 

"If you don't want to talk about it ... " 

"No, Gail. I have to talk to someone." 

"Is it about Robert?" 

"How did you know ... ?" Valerie started to ask. 

"Honey, when you've been married as long as I have you begin to be able to 
recognize the symptoms easily. What's wrong?" 

Valerie took another large sip from her drink and set it down. A few days 
ago she never would have dreamed that she would be confiding such an 
intimate fact, but now, she had to do something, had to get someone's 
advice. And it was true, Gail had been married a long time ... she probably 
would be able to give her some good advice. 

Now that Robert was no longer home, even on week-ends, Valerie felt it was 
time to take some kind of action. But she could not, imagine what. They had 
not made love during the week following their last unsuccessful (for 
Valerie) attempt, and she became increasingly upset as the days went by. 
Finally this very morning she had approached Robert at breakfast. Perhaps 
she had gone about it the wrong way ... but then, she was so terribly 
disturbed. He had responded angrily, telling her that nothing would stop him 
from staying out if his promotion depended on it and accusing her of nagging 
and hinting that perhaps she was the kind of wife who was more of a drawback 
to her husband than an asset. He hadn't said it in exactly those words, but 
Valerie knew what he was getting at. She had stood speechless, her mouth 
open in astonishment as Robert slammed out the front door. 

Tears sprang to her eyes now as she thought of it and finally she broke down 
and began to tell Gail exactly what the trouble was. She told her 
everything, not leaving out the part about their incomplete sex life, since 
that was really the most important part. She felt that she could bear his 
staying away, if only he seemed to love her and to want her as before. 

Gail listened intently as the story unfolded, munching on the low calorie 
lunch she had ordered. Valerie, preoccupied, picked at her food as she 
talked and drank more than her usual share of the potent Gibsons that she 
and Gail were fond of having. 

Finally Valerie was silent and the dishes had been removed. The waiter 
brought them coffee and departed, leaving them alone. 

"Well, honey, that's quite a story. I really didn't know that you had had it 
so good up 'til now." 

"What do you mean?" asked Valerie indignantly. 

"Oh ... wait a minute ... I didn't mean anything really ... except that most 
of us old wives who are caught up in this lousy business of being an 
Advertising man's wife; especially one at Carter and White ... most of us 
have long since gotten over that phase. I mean the phase you're in, honey!" 

"Gail, I just don't understand what you're saying ... What do you mean by 
'phase'? I'm very serious ... I'm not just imagining things." 

"Oh, I know that. Only too well. And I'm afraid I have to be the bearer of 
bad news. It's not going to get better. More than likely, it'll get worse. 
Now don't go getting on your high horse. Just listen to mother. She knows 
what she's talking about ... Unfortunately! The only solution to your 
problem is to do what everyone else does ... " 

"What's that? What does everyone else do?" Valerie asked hesitantly. 

"Everyone ... you should excuse the expression gets a little on the side." 

"Gail!" Valerie cried, shocked by what she heard. "I can't believe ... " 

"You can't believe now ... " Gail interrupted. "But you will. You will." 

"You mean ... you ... " Valerie started, unable to believe her ears!!! 

"Yes, dear ... I. But I am by no means the only one. You'll come to find 
that it's the only answer as time goes on. And then, eventually it doesn't 
seem so unusual, really. It's actually a rather entertaining concept. You 
certainly never get bored. And that gets to be very important after spending 
all those evenings at home alone and those Sundays at the movies while 
Robert is out running around the golf course with some client." 

Valerie nervously glanced at her watch. 

"Oh, my goodness, look at the time. I'm late for my hairdresser appointment! 
I'm sorry to run off like this," she blurted out, picking up her gloves and 
bag and getting out of her chair, "but you know how finicky Mr. Joseph can 
be if you're late." 

Gail knew that Valerie's appointment wasn't until tomorrow morning, but she 
said nothing. Poor kid. But, she had to find out sometime. 

"We'll see you at the Kelly's party tomorrow night!" she called out as 
Valerie made her way out of the restaurant and into the warm summer air. 

Chapter Three 

As Robert pulled into the Kelly's driveway, he surveyed the sumptuous 
grounds surrounding the Manor House. This was just the way he wanted to 
live. There was a fantastic view of the Bay from the house which was perched 
on the top of a sloping bill. Every light in the house was glittering 
brightly ... the party was a big one. The sound of music and laughter 
drifted from the open terrace windows that gave on to the grounds. 

"Now, remember," Robert said to Valerie who sat quietly beside him. 
"Remember, this party could mean everything ... and I do mean everything! 
Dick Kelly is Kelly Household Products and if I land this account I'll be 
able to write my own ticket ... " 

"Yes, Robert, you've told me. My memory isn't quite that short. We've been 
over this several times before." 

"Okay ... I just want to make sure everything goes smoothly, that's all, 
It's got to be perfect." He brought the car to a stop, jumped out and went 
around to the other side to open the door for Valerie. 

Valerie noticed how handsome her husband looked in his tuxedo. She was proud 
of him, but she was worried tonight. He had scarcely mentioned the way she 
looked, and she had gone out of her way to make herself especially beautiful 
for the party. He had looked her over, but more as though to see her through 
the eyes of the guests at the party, than through his own. She felt vaguely 
dissatisfied as they walked up to the house. 

A butler let them in and they were greeted by Dick Kelly who was standing 
with a small group of people near the door. Valerie noticed him right away, 
for he was a good head taller than most of the men present and wore a dark 
burgundy colored tux. There were waiters scurrying about through the many 
rooms of the house and each room was filled with well-dressed, good-looking 
people. 

Robert introduced Valerie to Dick Kelly, who smiled and took her hand, 
hesitated a moment and then placed it to his lips. Valerie blushed a deep 
scarlet. 

"Why, Bob," Dick asked, "why didn't you tell me you had such a gorgeous wife 
stashed away at home?" 

Robert smiled broadly and put his arm around her waist, letting his hand 
fall almost obscenely just below her left breast. "I like to keep her for 
special occasions!" he answered almost suggestively and then excused himself 
leaving Valerie on her own. 

A short while later she found herself abandoned. Almost everyone at the 
party was a member of Carter and White, or of Kelly Products. Valerie knew 
some of the wives on sight and she had been introduced to Connie Kelly, a 
stunning blonde in a Dior dress, but apparently Gail and Ron hadn't arrived, 
since she didn't see them anywhere in the vast crowd of people that kept 
steadily growing. 

Valerie sipped her scotch and soda and glanced about her. She was very 
impressed with the opulence of her surroundings. She had never before seen 
anything quite like it. The house itself was a small mansion built in the 
Tudor fashion with beautiful hand-carved doors and stained glass windows 
framed by window nooks in the old style. The main living room was immense, 
housing a large stone fireplace, large comfortable leather chairs and 
terrace doors opening onto a sloping lawn. A huge tapestry hung from the 
ceiling and up on a small balcony a colorful mosaic depicted a pastoral 
scene. A suit of armour stood at the entranceway, causing most of the guests 
to do a double take as they entered the room. 

It wasn't difficult for her to fend off the thinly veiled passes of most of 
the men she encountered at the party. Sometimes she wondered why they even 
bothered. Didn't they know she was a married woman? 

She continued circulating from group to group, getting by with a few words 
and a smile to those she knew and then continuing on. She was in no mood to 
get involved in long conversations it was too difficult when her mind was on 
other things. She wondered where Robert was. She had already gone through 
most of the rooms without seeing him. She heard some of the men say that 
there was a billiard room upstairs and she supposed that he was there. 

A waiter appeared with a tray of fresh drinks and she took one, placing her 
empty glass on the tray. Just then, she spotted Gail across the room and 
made her way over to where she stood. 

"Gail!" she called out. "I'm so glad to see you. What kept you so long?" 

"Hi, sweetie ... oh you know, that husband of mine. It takes him forever to 
get anywhere. And they complain about us women! Ha! Thank God we're here 
though ... looks pretty posh. Where's that man of yours?" 

"Oh, I guess he's around somewhere. I haven't seen him since we walked in 
the door to tell you the truth ... Well, practically ... " 

"Well," Gail went on, "we girls can have fun without them for a while 
anyway. Besides I see some pretty good-looking creatures here tonight. 
Speaking bf good-looking creatures, what do you think of Dick Kelly?" she 
said, a strange glint in her eyes. 

"Dick Kelly? Oh, he's alright, I suppose," Valerie answered absentmindedly. 

"Did you see that dress his wife is wearing? Well, I guess if I had a figure 
like that I'd wear a dress like that too. As it is, I'm constantly bordering 
on the stylishly stout. Lucky for me a lot of perfectly divine people enjoy 
the motherly type." Gail laughed good naturedly, sipping her drink and 
looking about her with interest. 

"Gail, I just can't get over you. You're always in such a good mood. I feel 
just terrible," Valerie whined. 

"Nonsense. That shouldn't last long. I insist that you cheer up! You hear me 
... I insist!" And with that, Gail drifted off in the direction of a group 
of young men who were holding an animated conversation in a corner. 

Valerie turned, feeling rather lost and lonely in the large crowd and not 
seeing Robert, wandered across the large living room and out onto the 
terrace that overlooked the bay. The sudden rush of cool air wafting in from 
the sea water caressed her face in its brisk moistness. 

"Mmmnmmmm ... " she sighed as she felt the fresh air clear her head of the 
smoke and liquor from the party. Maybe Robert was right, she thought. It 
certainly would be wonderful to live like this ... to have the bay right out 
your back door ... to be able to feel this wonderful breeze singing through 
your hair every night of the year 

But Valerie's reverie was soon shattered. As she scanned the vast expanse of 
the surrounding grounds, her eyes focused upon two figures in the darkness 
... two figures in the clutch of a passionate embrace. Not wanting to 
embarrass anyone, she started to turn back to the house when suddenly she 
recognized the woman as Connie Kelly, the host's wife. 

"Well, I never ... " thought Valerie. "And in her own house. What kind of 
woman. But her train of thought was interrupted when the last of the mist 
that covered the moon drifted away and the moonlight lit up the face of 
Connie's partner. 

It was Robert! 

His one hand was around Connie's waist while his other fondled her breast 
through the sheer material of her dress. His mouth crushed against hers as 
her hands played with his hardened penis that was pressed against his tuxedo 
pants. 

Valerie's mouth fell open and her hand involuntarily flew up to her parted 
lips to muffle the cry she knew was about to escape. But even her clutching 
hand could not stop the flow of tears that began streaming down her cheeks, 
causing thin black lines to run from her mascaraed lashes. Not knowing what 
to do, she turned to run back into the crowded house and slammed into Gail 
who was standing directly behind her. 

Gail opened her arms and enfolded Valerie to her bosom. 

"Come on, honey. Let's go up the back way," she whispered as she led Valerie 
around to the side of the house and entered through the kitchen which was 
filled with the house staff and the hired caterers. 

"Is anything wrong?" the chef asked as the two women quickly passed by him. 

"No," Gail answered. "Just feeling a little faint. Is there a way upstairs 
without going through the living room?" 

"Sure. Just go through that door and up the stairs." 

Gail nodded her thanks to the chef and steered Valerie through the door and 
up to the second floor. They walked down the hail until they reached what 
Gail knew to be a guest room and she opened the door and gently pushed 
Valerie in and closed the door behind them. 

Valerie sat on the bed and her body shook as she tried to control her 
sobbing. 

"Let it all hang out, honey," Gail whispered, sitting down next to her. "You 
deserve a good cry." And Valerie released her deepest feelings as her body 
convulsed in hysterical tears. 

"Oh, God!" she cried ... "Why ... why ... why? ... " 

Gail put her arms around her once more and gently rocked her back and forth. 

"Come on, honey," she said firmly. "I tried to tell you what this kind of 
life is all about. Don't think you're the only one. I've caught Ron in the 
same situation many times." 

Valerie's sobs subsided slightly. "What?" she asked incredulously. "Several 
times! What did you do?" 

"Nothing," Gail answered matter-of-factly "Absolutely nothing. How do you 
think Ron got where he is today. Certainly not on his talent!" she laughed. 
"You know as well as I do that most of the assistant art directors at the 
agency know more about the business than he does." 

"I don't think that's true ... " Valerie started to say. 

"Don't think just because we're good friends that you have to lie to spare 
my feelings. Ron got where he is by being "nice" to a lot of account's 
wives. And I don't mean like a boy scout. He's jumped into bed and given 
them what they want ... a good lay! That's the way it is, honey. And so, why 
shouldn't I have just as good a time. I've landed a few accounts myself, you 
know. How do you think Carter and White got the Lauder account? Mr. Lauder 
was very fond of me ... and believe me, it was worth every minute I spent at 
it. I got what I wanted; Mr. Lauder got what he wanted; and Ron got what he 
wanted so everybody's happy. What's wrong with that?" 

"But your marriage?" Valerie asked. 

"My marriage," Gail interrupted her again, "has never been better. Listen, 
you can get awfully tired of the same man after a while. The change is good 
for you. You learn quite a lot from some men and it only makes sex with your 
husband better for it. Not to mention some of the new tricks Ron's learned 
over the past few years. I've never had it so good! Now before you go into 
some tiring speech about marriage vows and fidelity, let's get back down to 
the party before someone misses us ... we should be so lucky!" 

Valerie quietly fixed her face while Gail waited impatiently for her to 
finish. As soon as she was done, Gail ushered her out the door and back down 
to the party which was now at its peak. When they reached the bottom of the 
stairs, Dick Kelly was standing there drinking with another man. 

"Excuse me," he said to his associate. "I'd like to have a word with someone 
in private." And turning around just in time to catch Valerie under the arm, 
he steered her over to the bar to get a fresh drink. Valerie turned her head 
around to get Gail's help, but Gail just smiled and turned to find something 
for herself. 

"Well," Dick started, "at last we have a chance to talk. Seeing as how your 
husband may well be handling my account, we should get to know each other 
better. You know, you can tell a lot about a man by the wife he chooses. I'm 
sure you won't be a disappointment." 

"A scotch and soda, please," Valerie asked the bartender, ignoring Dick's 
last statement. 

"Make it two," Dick added. "Listen," he said to Valerie. "This is no place 
to talk, really. Why don't you have lunch with me tomorrow?" 

Valerie turned to face him, about to give him a piece of her mind when out 
of the corner of her eye, she saw Robert slipping in the terrace door and 
heading for a small group of men where he immediately jumped in the 
conversation, obviously trying to give the impression that he had been there 
quite a while. 

The quick vignette didn't pass by unnoticed by Dick either, but when Valerie 
turned back to him, he had his glass up to his lips as if nothing had 
happened. 

"Well?" he asked again. "About lunch?" 

Valerie hesitated for just a brief second. 

"Why, yes ... I'd love it ... " 

Chapter Four 

Valerie paused outside of the restaurant. She felt foolish and for some 
reason she was trembling slightly. She glanced at her reflection in the 
glass of the entranceway and with a sigh of resignation entered the darkness 
of Trader Vic's. Exotic wood-carved statues lined the stairway leading down 
to the elegant restaurant. Valerie descended slowly, trying to get a good 
grip on herself. She felt like turning around and going home. It seemed so 
silly. Here she was, a married woman on her way to meet a married man for 
lunch. "Well," she thought, "that's all it will be ... lunch ... no matter 
how I felt about it last night!" 

Valerie approached the headwaiter, hoping that perhaps Dick would not yet 
have arrived and she could take that excuse to leave. But when she asked the 
dignified Oriental for Mr. Kelly, his face brightened considerably and with 
a smile he instructed a nearby waiter to escort Valerie to the cocktail 
lounge where Dick sat waiting for her. 

The bar was very dark and Valerie had a hard time making out details until 
her eyes adjusted to the dim light. She had never been there before and in 
spite of her nervousness at the idea of meeting Dick, she felt the 
beginnings of a sense of excitement and adventure at what she was doing. 
Dick sat at a small table in a far corner nursing a large drink. He rose as 
she reached the table and with an easy gesture, briefly kissed her hand, as 
he had when he first met her. 

Valerie blushed although she tried not to and sat down, her eyes lowered as 
she recovered her composure. 

"Valerie, how wonderful to see you. You look even more beautiful than I 
remembered from last night." 

The words sounded familiar and made Valerie recall the days when she was 
single and dating. But she was surprised at how much she enjoyed hearing 
them ... It made her feel good. She settled down in the chair, more 
comfortable now, as Dick ordered her a Mai Tai. He was awfully nice looking, 
she noticed again as she glanced across the table at him. And he really 
wasn't a bad sort. 

By the time she had finished her second Mai Tai, Valerie felt a warm glow 
caused not only by the potent drinks, but by a feeling of mellowness that 
was sneaking up on her. It seemed as though she hadn't laughed in months and 
Dick was doing everything within his power to amuse her. And he was doing a 
good job. Valerie relaxed completely now with the comforting thought that 
she certainly deserved to have a pleasant afternoon once in a while. Robert 
hadn't even asked her what she had planned to do that day when he left for 
the office. He obviously didn't care, so what did it matter? And what real 
harm was there in feeling beautiful and desired again anyway. 

They had another drink in the bar, accompanied by flaming hors d'oeuvres on 
a tiny charcoal stove that the waiter placed on their table and then moved 
to the restaurant dining room where they were to have lunch. 

When Valerie stood up to move to the other room, she realized that she was 
none too steady on her legs. She reeled slightly, but then Dick took her arm 
to steady her and it was all right. She was not accustomed to drinking much 
and in the last few days, she had already consumed more alcohol than she 
would have ordinarily taken in several months. 

Dick ordered a light lunch for them and they had wine with the meal. By the 
time they had finished eating, Valerie felt a little dizzy but otherwise 
marvelous. Everything seemed so very simple suddenly. Things didn't have to 
be bleak and dull. She was really enjoying herself Immensely. Dick was very 
attentive and seemed to know how to go about doing things so that everything 
worked smoothly. It was reassuring to be with him. She didn't have to think 
about anything ... and that was a welcome relief. 

When Dick suggested that they go to the hotel suite that he kept for 
visiting clients, for an after dinner drink, Valerie thought for a moment 
and though against her better judgment, consented. She felt almost wickedly 
like stretching out a bit and taking her shoes off. 

They left the restaurant and walked along arm in arm for a few blocks to the 
hotel. Valerie gazed about her at the busy streets of New York. It was a 
bright,, sunny day, yet not so hot that it was uncomfortable. Everything 
looked rosy and hazy to her and she felt it was somehow exhilarating to be a 
little tipsy in the afternoon. 

Dick opened the door to the hotel suite and ushered her into a beautifully 
furnished living room. Valerie was surprised. She had not expected it to be 
so plush. "Why, it's really very nice," she exclaimed. 

"Sure it's nice," Dick replied, going to the bar. "Nothing's too good for 
our clients. We can't make Kelly Household Products look cheap. Can we?" 

"No ... I guess not," said Valerie. She had never even thought about such 
things. She herself usually bought the products that Dick's company 
manufactured, but she had never connected them with such things as elegant 
suites, or even handsome account executives like Dick. It was hard for her 
to remember the connection between Dick and her husband. To Robert, this man 
was only a symbol of getting ahead ... a stepping stone to a promotion. It 
was all so confusing. She decided to just forget about it. She didn't want 
to think about Robert anyway. It only made her angry all over again. 

She sank deep into the pillows of the long sofa in the middle of the room 
and shook her shoes off. They landed on the thick rug with a softened thud. 

"Here we are ... " said Dick as he set two frosty glasses in front of her on 
the cocktail table. 

"Try this. I think you'll enjoy it." 

"What is it?" Valerie asked. 

"Oh ... it's a special little concoction of mine. It's got gin and bitters 
and a few other things taste it." He sat down next to her and raised his 
glass in a toast to her. 

Valerie lifted her drink and Dick clinked his glass to hers. 

"To us!" he said, letting his free hand drop to Valerie's knee. 

Valerie hardly noticed his hand was there, for at first he didn't move it at 
all, just letting it rest there casually. The drink was potent but smooth 
and since Valerie was slightly warm after their walk over, she drank it down 
thirstily. 

Dick drained his own glass and set it down on the table. Then he encircled 
Valerie in his arms and before she could object, kissed her full on the 
lips. Valerie tried to turn her head away, but he held her firmly. She 
realized that things were going a little too fast. She hadn't really thought 
about anything like this. She just hadn't thought at all actually. She tried 
to squirm away, but he held on tighter still, making it difficult for her to 
catch her breath. His hot tongue pushed deep inside her mouth, searching out 
all the secret, wet corners, flicking against and around moistly and 
persistently. "Nno ... no ... " she tried to cry out ... but he continued 
his plunder of her mouth, pushing her head far back onto the back of the 
sofa so that her body arched against his; her full, soft breasts pressing 
into his chest. Valerie kept her eyes tightly closed and tried desperately 
to pull away from him. But it was impossible and in spite of herself, she 
felt the spark of a tantalizing desire mounting inside her. Suddenly a 
picture flashed in her mind. It was a picture of her husband kissing Dick's 
wife, Connie. She felt sick inside again for a moment sick and disgusted 
with what she had seen and with herself and then in an instant it all 
changed and her anger returned. That bastard! She would show him. He thought 
he could make a fool of her, but she would show him it wasn't quite so easy. 

Dick's hands roved up and down her back and she felt one slip to her soft, 
smooth, rounded buttocks, where he began a slow massage that sent tingling 
pin points of pleasure racing through her. Suddenly it was as though Dick's 
tongue were a burning torch, shoving into her mouth ... and everywhere that 
his body touched hers, she felt as though she were on fire. She uttered a 
low moan of passion that was lost in the soft sounds of his mouth on hers. 

"What am I doing?" she thought ... "oh, God what am I doing?" But it was too 
late to stop, even if she had really wanted to. Her body craved the hardness 
of a man against it and its lustful signals were too strong to overcome any 
mental objections she might have had. 

She felt herself sinking rapidly as the warm moisture, of his breath brushed 
against her ear. 

"Shall we go into the bedroom?" he whispered. The words resounded in her 
head, and instead of creating the effect that Dick had expected it was as 
though someone had thrown cold water on her. She felt cheap and dirty, like 
a common whore he had brought up from the street for an afternoon's 
entertainment. 

"No!" she said suddenly, loudly. "No ... " and abruptly wrestled herself 
free from his embrace. 

Thinking that the battle was won and that Valerie was more than ready to go 
into the bedroom with him, Dick had relaxed his strong grip on her body, so 
that it was easy for her to break away. 

Valerie jumped up, her face flushed and her hair in disarray. "No ... " she 
cried. "Dick, I'm afraid I have to leave. I'm really not cut out for this 
... I'm ... " 

"Now wait just a minute," Dick said, his face reddening in anger. "Just who 
in hell do you think you are, Miss High and Mighty?" 

He reached up and pulled her roughly down on the sofa beside him. Once more 
his arms went around her and he began to speak to her in low, menacing 
tones, through clenched teeth, holding her tightly against him while he 
spoke. 

"Now you listen to me, sweetie ... You don't just run around drinking in 
hotel rooms with a guy and then think you're gonna walk out when it gets 
down to the nitty gritty. You're not a teenager any more, baby and neither 
am I! Don't be fooled by the fancy fixings here ... It may be pretty, but 
when you take all this stuff away it's just another hotel room ... and 
you're in it ... and I'm in it ... and that adds up to just one thing in my 
book." 

The words stung her ears ... and she tried desperately to get away from him, 
or at least to cover her ears so that she could not bear the ugliness of his 
words. He seemed different. His entire manner changed from that of a perfect 
gentleman to a coarse, crude longshoreman. 

"No ... No ... " she screamed, "I've got to go. Please let me go!" But his 
strength was too much for her and he continued his cruel taunts, his eyes 
glinting fiercely and his handsome face distorted by a mixture of lust and 
anger. 

"Listen, honey ... I don't know if it means anything to you or not ... but, 
either you calm down and act sensibly or Mr. Church ... that is his name 
isn't it? Bob Church? Well, Mr. Church won't get to be the big time exec at 
Carter and White. As far as I'm concerned it's a toss up between Carter and 
White and D.D.M. & O. for my account. And I tell you what ... Mrs. Church is 
the one who gets to make the decision with that hot little pussy of hers. 
How about that?" 

Dick chuckled to himself and, once more covered Valerie's lips with his. He 
was determined to get into this little bitch's pants now, no matter what. He 
had been speculating too much, ever since the party last night about what it 
would be like to feel his prick between her legs in that warm little pussy 
to let her walk out the door now ... just because she was new at the game. 
She'd just have to catch up fast, he thought. 

Valerie felt his cruel lips bruising hers, his tongue once more forcing its 
way lewdly into her helplessly resisting mouth. She could hardly believe her 
ears. It seemed impossible that this man was saying such things to her. The 
very fact that she was there alone in a hotel room with him seemed unreal to 
her and she could not even imagine how it had all come about. Then suddenly 
she remembered. Her own husband and Dick's wife! Robert and Connie. It was 
all his fault. Neglecting her all this time; probably out making love to 
other women every night. All those nights she had waited up for him. All 
those nights he had refused her. She felt an hysteria rising in her at the 
ludicrous position she was in. She didn't care about the damned promotion 
all she cared about ... all she could think about was the image of Robert 
making love with another woman, probably hundreds of other women ... and 
she, playing the foolish little housewife all this time. Well, she wasn't a 
foolish little housewife. She was a woman, with a woman's needs. 

As Dick's body ground against hers, it felt as though something had snapped 
inside her. She hated this man and all he stood for and yet, there was 
something exciting about him. A perverse pleasure began to expand within her 
at the evilness of what was happening. It was horrible, the feel of Dick's 
tongue lashing inside her mouth, horrible and yet strangely wonderful. It 
was becoming more and more wonderful as she thought of what Robert would 
think if he knew. It would serve him right! 

Dick ground his hand into Valerie's breast, enjoying the feel of the pliant 
flesh beneath his hand. His fingers found her nipple and gave it a vicious 
twist. 

"Oooooh!" Valerie groaned. But unwittingly Dick had done the one thing that 
would make her melt in his arms. She felt a return of the dizziness she had 
felt before as the gin swirled through her bloodstream and a piercing 
sensation raced through her body from the tip of the nipple that Dick 
continued to torture to her belly where she felt her vaginal muscles 
contract strongly in aching anticipation of being filled by a strange, 
hardened cock. 

She felt the obscene touch of his other hand on her leg rising slowly under 
her skirt, crawling along her thigh, tracing rippling feelings of desire on 
her smooth, white skin. 

A tremendous shudder racked her body as Dick's fingers reached the soft Vee 
nestled between her shapely thighs. He rapidly slipped his fingers beneath 
the elastic of her panties and parting the soft fleece of pubic hair, 
plunged them into the wetness of her pussy. The thick fingers brushed 
harshly against the nakedness of her flesh, thrusting into the crevice of 
her sensitive slit, where they toyed with her now throbbing clitoris, 
sending delicious sensations to every corner of her brain, making her squirm 
and whimper with a desire that was rapidly building into an uncontrolled 
inferno of naked desire. 

"That's more like it, baby," Dick said, panting now that his fingers had 
found their mark. "You catch on pretty fast." 

Valerie barely heard the words as her legs spread limply apart. It did not 
seem to matter anymore what Dick said to her. There was nothing to do now 
but respond to his touches. She wanted him to continue his fumbling between 
her thighs and involuntarily she began to shift her hips so that he could 
have better access to her hungry, tingling cunt. 

"Ah ... that's it, ... That's it," he rasped lewdly. "Now open up those hot 
little thighs a little wider for me, honey. Come on, I want to play inside a 
little!" 

The obscene words reached Valerie's ears and instead of decreasing her 
pleasure, she felt a wonderful sense of wickedness and before she even 
realized that she had done it, she parted her thighs wider at his command. 
Dick screwed his entire hand down between her parted legs and with a grunt, 
shoved three large fingers into her pulsating pussy. 

Valerie cried out at the impact as the blunt edges of his fingers hit 
against her sensitive cervix, deep in the secret confines of her cunt. It 
felt unbelievably good. 

"Oooooooooh!" she moaned and for the first time she responded with her 
entire body to Dick's advances. She pushed up from the sofa, up against the 
flatness of the large frame that hovered over hers. Dick began a back and 
forth motion with his hand in an imitation of intercourse that rocked 
Valerie's entire body each time he reached the farthest depths of her smooth 
cuntal passage. 

"Oooooooh ... Aaaaahhhhhh ... Oooooooh!" Valerie moaned over and over as 
Dick's hand pummeled into her. 

"Ready for the bedroom yet?" Dick asked ... "Just tell me when you're ready 
... Come on I need a lot more room with you than we have here." 

Dick unceremoniously withdrew his hand from between her thighs with a wet, 
sucking sound and stood up. Valerie lay there stunned and it was a moment 
before she could gather her thoughts together. 

"Come on!" said Dick ... "I think you want it as much as I do ... 

Good god, she thought, what was she doing with this crude man ... and yet, 
when he reached down to help her up, she let him pull her into his arms, 
where he pressed her so tight that she could feel his stiffened member 
throbbing against the material of his pants, pushing into her fluttering 
belly. He kissed her lightly and then led her by the hand into the bedroom. 

The bedroom was cool and the blinds were drawn. There was a huge king-sized 
bed taking up most of the room. At the sight of the bed, Valerie had a wild 
moment of confusion. The whole thing seemed so tawdry ... and the spread was 
disturbingly similar to the one that covered her own bed at home. But Dick 
stood behind her and cupping her heaving breasts in his two hands, kissed 
her on the neck. Her head swam and it felt as though her knees were going to 
buckle under her. Dick's long thin cock was pressing into the cheeks of her 
buttocks through the material of her dress. 

"You're gonna get one good fuck thrown to you, honey. I don't know how good 
that husband of yours is, but I can tell you one thing ... I'll give him a 
run for his money ... ! Now come on, let's get those clothes off!" Dick's 
hands worked at the long zipper that ran the length of her dress and pulled 
it all the way down. He pulled the soft lightweight material of her dress 
off and let it slide to the floor. Valerie stood there in her slip and bra 
and panties, trembling at the lewdness of his last statement. The coolness 
of the air-conditioned room reached her shoulders and arms and she felt 
goose pimples break out on her exposed flesh. Dick ran his hands up and down 
her arms, still pressing himself into her from behind. He let his hands roam 
over the slickness of her slip where it stretched across her gently rounded 
belly, then slid down to her unresisting loins, where he rubbed her 
teasingly, sending vibrations of lust through her sensitized pussy. 

Valerie moaned softly as Dick turned her around to face him and then walked 
her backwards to the edge of the bed. He let her fall softly to its surface 
and then stood above her while he removed his clothing. It only took him a 
few seconds to take everything off and he was standing naked before her. 
Valerie looked up at. him and saw his long, lust-hardened prick sticking 
straight up in the air. Dick's muscular body stood tall and tense above her, 
filed with an urgent desire for her. A shiver went through Valerie's limp, 
yielding body as she saw him take his cock into his hands, fondling it 
almost absentmindedly, as he gazed down at her. She could not help but 
imagine this strange man's obscene tool plunged inside her and she realized 
that she wanted to know what it was like. Then why couldn't she just relax 
completely, she wondered. Why was she tormented by these conflicting 
emotions after what she had seen her own husband doing with this man's wife. 

She did not have long to think about it, for Dick knelt down beside her 
prone form and reached under her brief slip to her even briefer panties, 
where he hooked his thumbs into their elastic and pulled them down over her 
hips and her round, full buttocks and threw them on the floor. Then he 
pushed her slip up and pulled it off over her head. Valerie felt as though 
she were in a dream. Here she was, lying passively on the bed while a 
strange man removed her clothes. There was something terribly evil about it 
and it was that very evilness that began to permeate the core of her being 
with a heat that she could no longer deny. Any last remaining thoughts of 
getting away were now gone, as she felt her bra being, ripped away from her 
firmly rounded breasts, exposing them to Dick's avid stare and to his 
grasping hands. 

Valerie lay completely naked on the bed. As Dick looked down at her, he 
appraised her exquisite beauty. He looked at her full blown hips, tapering 
gently up to the small waist, then followed the curves up to her soft white 
breasts, which he kneaded greedily with his hands. His thumb and forefinger 
tweaked the rubbery nipple of her right breast, then his left hand mimicked 
his right and on either side he held firmly in his grip the small twin peaks 
of Valerie's easily aroused bosom. 

Valerie writhed beneath the torturous feel of his fingers rolling the ball 
like buds of her nipples back and forth, round and round, until she thought 
she would lose her mind. 

"OoOooooooh ... no ... no ... " she moaned, knowing that in a moment she 
would be clawing at him, begging him to enter her, if he did not do so 
quickly. 

But Dick was in no hurry now that he had her nude and helpless in front of 
him. He wanted to savor every moment of this conquest. She was even more 
good-looking without her clothes than he had thought. It was like taming a 
wild filly, he thought and he intended to bring her to full submission. He 
wanted her to remember this afternoon's adventure for a long time. He 
lowered himself slowly so that his body gradually lay flat and hard on top 
of her wriggling form. His penis jumped as it contacted the smoothness of 
her warm, feminine stomach. His chest hairs pressed into her breasts now and 
he felt the erect nipples pointing into his skin. This was really going to 
be good, he thought. He felt nervous perspiration starting up all over his 
body as the tension mounted and his lust grew. 

"God, you're really stacked, sweetheart. I hope old Bob appreciates what 
he's got here!" he laughed sarcastically. 

The words hurt. Valerie in the midst of her building excitement felt another 
rush of bitter resentment against Robert. Well it would be tit for tat now. 
At least there was no question about Dick's appreciating her, no matter how 
crude he was. 

Dick pressed down on her harder, making it difficult for her to breathe and 
Valerie felt as though she were suffocating. Dick's wet tongue brushed 
across her lips and then thrust its way into her mouth where it rotated 
about lewdly. His breath came in heavy uneven gasps as he began a slow 
grinding movement against her flattened belly. She was being ground down 
into the mattress and she could feel Dick's leg part hers with one sudden 
movement, opening wide her thighs and the throbbing Vee of her cunt. She 
felt the tip of his penis push against the entrance to her secret passage 
and as his bands continued to work steadily at her breasts, she slipped into 
a trancelike state of ecstasy. 

All sense of reality was gone. There was only the feel of the smooth, 
rubbery head of his blunt shaft as it pushed against her hair-lined slit, 
combined with the electricity of his hands at her breasts. 

"Nice tits you got, sweetheart," Dick said wetly into her mouth. Valerie 
scarcely heard what he was saying. Still, he was poised at the moist pink 
opening between her legs, hovering there without entering her. Valerie began 
to feel as though she would burst into a million pieces if something more 
did not happen soon. She began to push her pelvis up to meet his bard 
teasing cock, hoping that it, would slide of its own volition deep into her 
wet, tortured pussy. Wildly, she splayed her legs and pulled them up, one on 
either side of his back, booking her heels against him. The round head of 
his rod lodged a moment just inside her fleshy cunt lips and then parting 
the softness of her pubic hair, rammed fully up into her heat filled cunt. 

"Man, what a hot little number!" Dick thought to himself. "Man oh man!" 

He let his blood filled member shove all the way into her, enjoying the feel 
of her tight cuntal muscles jerking madly around his cock. It felt 
incredible and he decided to fuck her now without mercy. With all the 
strength he had he barreled into the tenderness of her flesh, ramming his 
tool into her unprotected cervix. Valerie thought he was going to split her 
open and she screamed with pain. But nothing could stop him now as he 
continued like an enraged animal rocking the full weight of his body deep 
deep into her upturned pussy. 

She had never felt such pain before and she fought him, panic stricken. But 
it was to no avail. He was too strong for her and she was helpless beneath 
his perverted attack. 

On and on he went, slapping his sperm-filled testicles against her quivering 
white buttocks. Valerie could not believe what was happening. It was like 
being raped. There was nothing she could do to get away from this brutal 
man. But after a moment harsh sensations struck her on another level and 
suddenly each blow of his surging cock slithering inside her cunt, brought 
an unexpected pleasure. She wanted it to hurt! It hurt and yet it felt good 
at the same time. It was more acute and more exciting than anything she had 
ever felt before. 

On top of her, Dick could feel his cock expanding more with each giant, 
cunt-splitting thrust. Her cries only served to excite him more and on and 
on he rode, feverishly screwing into her upturned cunt. Valerie's torment 
grew into a greater and greater masochistic pleasure that enveloped her 
being, cloaking her in a thick veil of wildly abandoned sensuality. 

"Is it hard enough for you, you little cunt!" Dick snarled. "Is it hard 
enough for you?" It felt to Valerie as though her cunt were filled with a 
hot, burning ram-rod. 

"Oh, yes, yes," she cried, "it's wonderful wonderful!" Her eyes rolled 
crazily back in their sockets and her head swung from side to side as she 
felt wave after wave of passion mount within her. She began to babble 
incoherently as the long, smooth strokes of his hardened cock invaded her 
womb deep and deeper. 

She sucked hungrily on Dick's flicking tongue, hardly aware of what she was 
doing. Her loins gladly sustained the delicious torture of Dick's large 
rampaging prick. She was completely out of control, wiggling and jerking 
shamelessly under his savage blows. 

Dick gloated to himself as he continued skewering into her. She was just the 
way he had pictured her ... no longer the smug young faithful housewife but 
a wanton slut under him, crying out for more, loving every minute of her 
degradation. He liked that. It made him feel good. His cock was about to 
explode with a stream of sperm, but still he held back ... he wanted to hear 
her screams awhile longer. They were like music to his ears. 

"Is that better than Bob gives you?" be yelled at her breathlessly, almost 
bending her back over double with a fierce and powerful strike against her 
ravaged secret parts. 

"Oh, yes, better, better ... " Valerie babbled back ... "Much better!" and 
as she said the words she felt the beginnings of an orgasm starting in her, 
right where Dick's obscene cock struck causing the prickling needles of fire 
that danced along the inside of her hot, desperately clasping pussy. It 
started at one spot and then as the thick bulbous head struck again, the 
spot enlarged, growing rapidly with each glancing blow until finally it 
became a raging fury of untamed lust, climbing ever higher in her wildly 
clenching belly. She struggled and gasped for breath. It was coming fast 
now. A lewd moan escaped her lips, like the mating cry of an animal and then 
it was there, crashing all around her. Every muscle tense, she arched her 
back and let out a piercing shriek of pleasure as the climax controlled her, 
taking her over completely, wracking her body with the white heat of 
torrential star-bursts. 

Dick felt her cumming beneath him and began to work faster and faster, 
increasing his strokes to bring her to greater climax. Then when he felt it 
was there, he let loose his hot jet of jism, spewing into her womblike an 
erupting volcano. The semen hit the tip of her cervix and slid back down her 
streaming vagina, mingling with Valerie's juices, flowing slowly out of her 
passion-quivering vaginal lips. 

As the violent waves of her orgasm subsided, Valerie whimpered and collapsed 
limply under Dick's sweating body. She felt used as she had never been used 
before but her entire being was for the first time in a long time flooded 
with the joy of complete release. For those few moments she felt 
light-headed and without a care in the world except the still lingering 
shadow of guilt that flickered momentarily through her lust dulled mind. 

Chapter Five 

Valerie dressed hurriedly in the bathroom. She washed herself as best she 
could and longed to be home where she could take a hot bath to thoroughly 
cleanse herself of the traces of Dick's lovemaking. She felt shabby and 
dirty and even though she had been plunged to the depths of ecstasy, now she 
wanted nothing more than to get out of there as quickly as possible. And, if 
possible, to forget all that had happened. Even though she seemed to look 
all right in the bathroom mirror, she could not imagine that there were no 
traces left on her of her shame and embarrassment. 

She emerged from the bathroom and scarcely looking at Dick told him she was 
leaving immediately. 

"Well, I don't know why you're in such a hurry to leave, but I'll take you 
to the station if you're taking the train home." He was sitting comfortably 
on the sofa, drinking another of his special drink. 

"Sure you don't want another drink?" he asked. 

"No ... I just want to leave ... and you don't have to go to the station 
with me, I can make it all right by myself. I ... I'm really in a hurry. I 
can make the 2:40 if I leave right now ... " 

"Anything you say," Dick answered her, draining his glass and standing up. 
"I guess I'll be getting along home, too." Her rush to leave amused him. She 
wasn't in such a hurry to leave a few minutes ago, he mused. 

"Okay, sweetheart ... let's go," he said, taking Valerie by the arm and 
leading her to the door. 

He was just about to open it, when the sound of a man's and then a woman's 
laughter came through from the other side of the door, followed by the 
unmistakable noise of a key in the lock. 

Dick moved quickly, pushing Valerie back into the bedroom and closing the 
door rapidly behind them. Valerie's heart beat wildly in her throat and her 
eyes were wide with terror. 

"Oh, my god!" she whispered hoarsely. "Someone's going to find us here ..." 

"Don't worry," Dick calmed her. "Whoever it is, they'll leave in a few 
minutes." But now they could hear the man and the woman clearly in the next 
room. Footsteps approached the bedroom door and the handle began to turn. 

"Seems to be locked, Connie," the voice in the other room said. "Guess we'll 
have to make do with the facilities out here." The two voices combined in 
laughter and Valerie was horrified to realize that the man's voice belonged 
to her husband. 

Valerie reached out to open the door, but Dick grabbed her arm and put his 
hand roughly over her mouth. 

"Don't be such a little fool!" he whispered to her. "Do you want him to 
catch you here? How are you going to explain that? Besides, he's with my 
wife and I'd be very interested to hear what goes on out there. Just sit 
tight, sweetie." 

Dick released the grip on her arm and removed his hand from her mouth. 
Valerie stood there, shocked and motionless. She felt paralyzed. What could 
she do? He was right; she couldn't go running out there. She would never be 
able to explain to Robert what she was doing there with Dick, even though he 
was out there with Connie. She still loved him and she knew that he would 
never forgive her sleeping with another man, no matter what he himself had 
done. She knew that it was different for men. It seemed sometimes as if they 
could do anything they wanted, whereas, if a woman did the same things, it 
would be considered a different matter entirely. She was trapped and there 
was nothing she could do about it, but stay behind that door and wait until 
they left. 

Tears began to stream down her cheeks as she heard the unmistakable sounds 
of kissing and the rustle of material against material accompanied by 
Connie's soft laughter, as she realized with a jolt that they were actually 
going to make love right there on the living room sofa and that she would be 
forced to listen to every disgusting sound they made. 

Dick stood with his ear pressed against the door; an expression of delight 
on his face. He held Valerie firmly around the waist so that she would have 
to listen, too. Valerie slumped against the door, half supporting herself, 
half supported by Dick's arms. She could not recall ever being so upset. Why 
had she ever come to the hotel with Dick Kelly in the first place? It was 
all too much for her to comprehend. What kind of a man was he, anyway? She 
had never dreamed people like him existed. First his civilized veneer had 
suddenly vanished once she was alone with him and now here he was, listening 
intently to the sounds of his wife making love with another man. It was 
ghastly and yet, she too found herself suddenly breathing softer in an 
attempt to hear just what was going on out there. 

"You're so beautiful," Robert said to Connie on the other side of the door. 
"So beautiful..." he kept repeating as he pulled her down on the sofa beside 
him. He let his hands rove over her slender body, stopping at the pert 
upturned breasts whose nipples were clearly outlined against the soft 
material of Connie's dress, then circling her hips with his arms, he gripped 
her buttocks, pulling her closer to him. 

Connie's breathing came heavily, her face tilted back on the sofa wore an 
expression of the pain of waiting for the lovemaking that was to come. 
Robert undid the buttons at the front of her dress and put his hands inside. 
He could feel her trembling slightly and when he touched her breasts, she 
uttered a low groan. He reached behind her and undid her bra so that the 
rounded orbs were freed to his fervent touch. With one hand, he toyed with 
her nipples and weighed the soft mounds in his palm, enjoying the luxurious 
silky feeling of Connie's skin against his hand. With his other hand, he 
fumbled at his zipper and gradually released his throbbing member from his 
trousers. 

Connie heard the sound of the zipper and knew what he had done. She reached 
down and boldly grabbed hold of his giant cock. 

"Oh, my, that feels good," she said. "You're quite a big boy, aren't you?" 

"It'll get even bigger when it gets where it wants to be!" Robert said, 
placing his large hand over hers and moving it up and down over the bulging 
tip of his penis. She .felt the stickiness of the pearls of liquid that 
exuded from his excited member and with expertise, began to stroke and 
caress it. She felt wildly aroused by the feel of his blunt member in her 
small hand and could begin to imagine the wonderful feel of it sunk deep 
between her legs. 

Robert returned to her breasts with both hands now. First, he touched them 
softly and then more roughly as Connie's hand on his cock began to send 
maddening thrills throughout his system. He kissed her wetly on the mouth 
and then let his mouth slide down her chin, then her throat, covering her 
with tiny kisses wherever it passed. Then he was inside her dress, pushing 
the limp bra cups up and sucking noisily at her nipples. He sucked and bit 
at them, pulling the tender flesh with his teeth, then surrounding and 
soothing the tortured flesh with the flat wet smoothness of his tongue. 

What he was doing hurt Connie briefly from time to time, but then he would 
do something else that would completely unsettle her so that she could 
hardly bear the pleasure. She had heard of people who could cum like that, 
just by having their breasts sucked. No one had ever done it to her quite 
this way before and she was sure that if Robert continued, she would have an 
orgasm. Her hand continued working in a steady up and down motion at his 
enormous cock, pulling the loose foreskin up, then sliding it back, 
releasing the glistening head to the air. She shifted her buttocks back and 
forth on the sofa, feeling an insane tingle between her legs. 

Robert put one hand down to her quivering thigh and slowly stroked the full 
roundness of it, digging his thick fingers into the stockinged flesh, then 
smoothing the area he had just probed with a gentle circular motion. He let 
his hand travel up to the warmth high under her rumpled skirt, where his 
fingers stretched out to meet her moist pulsating vulva. Connie gave a tiny 
shriek of pleasure as he pushed under her panties and entwined his fingers 
in the dampness of her waiting pussy. 

Robert's cock jumped about wildly in her hand as though it had a life of its 
own. He felt as though his lungs were going to burst any minute from the 
effort of his harsh broken breathing, but on be went, jiggling his fingers 
about in her crotch among the secret joys of her cunt. 

Connie began to call out his name hoarsely. "Oh, Bob ... Bob ... do it to me 
... yes, do it to me!" She screwed herself down so that his fingers could 
push far far up into her satiny vagina, squealing when he reached the raging 
sensitivity of her cervix. She kicked off her shoes and tried desperately to 
get her dress off, while jerking spasmodically at Robert's convulsing prick. 
She was jumping around all over his hand, wiggling herself back and forth 
and up and down, completely out of her head with passion. She began to 
babble, muttering snatches of words and sentences in an incoherent wail. 

"Oh yeah ... oh Bob! Oh baby, baby. Honey do it ... Oh fuck me now ... now 
... oh Bob, baby! It's soooooo gooood!" 

He tugged at his pants, trying to remove them. 

"Come on ... let's get everything off!" he said, panting. 

They both stood up and hastily removed all their clothing, letting them fall 
to make an obscene pile in front of the sofa. 

Then they collapsed into each other's arms on the sofa and he was at her 
from all over, grasping at her buttocks, letting his hands cover every inch 
of her shapely naked body. They were both hot and flushed and moisture 
formed wherever their bodies touched. She reached down and touched the 
fullness of his balls, cupping them in the palm of her hand, then once her 
hand was at his penis, pulling at it and teasing it and urging it. to enter 
her. 

"Oh Bob, fuck me, fuck me!" she cried, letting her head roll from side to 
side. She felt as though someone had drugged her, so great was her desire 
for him. If she could just have that beautiful cock plunged into her to the 
hilt ... 

Suddenly Robert got up from the couch and knelt down on the floor in front 
of Connie. He separated her knees with his hands and gazed hungrily at the 
sight of her parted sex before him. The pink interior of her pussy peaked 
out temptingly from between the surrounding soft blonde hair and her smooth, 
trembling thighs extended limply on either side of Robert's body. He bent 
down and after taking a deep breath, pushed his face into the opened 
crevice. Connie gave a gasp of delight and entwined her fingers in Robert's 
hair, pulling his face forward even farther into the moisture of her loins. 
She ground her hips up slowly into his face, wriggling like a snake so that 
his tongue could sink deeper into her clasping orifice. She melted as she 
felt the cool wet of his mouth meet the fire of her pussy. His tongue darted 
in and out, then smoothly up and down, in her cunt, probing every, dark 
corner. 

"Oh Bob ... you're sucking me ... suck me good, honey, suck me good!" she 
gasped. 

Robert groaned and continued his oral exploration of her twitching sex, 
unaware that his own wife was a scant few feet away. 

Behind the bedroom door, Dick stood tensely, with his ear glued to the wood. 
He could not take more of it, he knew. The lewd sounds were exciting him 
beyond all measure. Just the idea of his wife out there getting it from 
Robert made his cock jump jerkily to a full erection. He would have to do 
something about it pretty soon. He still held Valerie fast, although she had 
made no motion to move or get away from the door. She seemed to be listening 
intently too, but there were tears streaming down her cheeks and every now 
and then she emitted a soft sob of pained emotion. Dick looked down at her 
and pulled her even closer to him, forcing his bands up under her skirt, so 
that he could feel her smooth, cushiony behind. 

Valerie realized what he was doing, but she knew there was nothing she could 
do to stop him. He was much too strong for her, that had already been proven 
and she could hardly scream under the circumstances. She felt his impudent 
hands pushing down beneath the elastic of her panties and grabbing the bare 
flesh of her bottom. He held one plump cheek in each hand, pulling her 
tightly against him so that his cock shoved rudely into her stomach. 

"Doesn't that do something to you, Hon?" Dick whispered to her, slipping his 
tongue wetly into her ear as he did so. 

Valerie didn't bother to answer him. Yes, it was doing something to her 
alright. It was almost killing her to have to listen to the obscenities 
going on in the next room. Her own husband making love to that horrible 
woman. She was every bit as horrible as Dick. They were well matched Valerie 
just wanted to disappear. She thought briefly about jumping out of the 
window that would be one way to solve everything. But she knew that she 
could never do that. There was really nothing she could do but suffer. And 
now this monster had hold of her again. His rough hands pawed at her behind. 
The feel of them sickened her even more than the lewd sounds of sex 
emanating from the next room. 

Dick pulled her down to the floor with him, right up against the door, where 
the loud wet sound of Robert's tongue in Connie's cunt and Connie's cries 
permeated the thin wood. Dick stretched his body flat out on Valerie's and 
holding her pinned helplessly beneath his weight, slipped her panties down. 
Then with one deft move, he unzipped his fly and freed his cock, letting it 
spring out like a jack in the box. It stood hard and proud projecting 
through the open fly, surrounded by tufts of his pubic hair that were 
visible around the edge of its thick base. 

Valerie moaned softly beneath him.. "Oh dear God, no, don't let this happen. 
Not again. Please not again!" 

She felt the blunt end of his thick cudgel pressing against her defenseless 
vagina. All the hurt and humiliation she had felt were nothing compared to 
this final debasement. She let her body go limp, no longer caring what 
happened to her. Her life and her marriage were ruined, she thought and 
nothing else really mattered. She turned her head to the side, hoping to 
escape the sound of her husband's pleasure and closed her eyes tightly. 

Dick could hardly wait to fuck her again. What had gone before he considered 
just a taste. He really wanted to make Valerie squirm beneath him. There was 
just something about her maddening young innocence that made him want to 
fuck her. He looked down at her tightly screwed up face, her beautiful body 
beneath him, trapped, waiting helplessly for him to do what ever he wanted 
to her. And then he thought of the two of them out there, Connie and Robert. 
That was some little bitch he had for a wife, but he had to give her credit. 
She really had the right attitude about things, letting him have as many 
quail as he wanted as long as she got what she wanted. And she sure had some 
appetite he had to admit, her needs even seemed to surpass his own. 

Before he was through, he could make this one like that too maybe. He heard 
Connie crying out for Robert to hick her and without waiting any further, he 
thrust into her still moist passage, skewering her to the floor like an 
impaled butterfly. 

"Oooooomph ... " Valerie responded, the wind temporarily knocked out of her. 
And then, "Oooooomph!" again as he plunged again deep into her cunt. lie 
speared into her pussy mechanically, with long even strokes, his handsome 
face reddening with each blow. Valerie lay quietly at first unfeeling, but 
then, against her will, something caught fire deep in her belly and the 
smooth hard cock began to arouse her once more. She began to push her hips 
back up to meet the maddening onslaught of Dick's lust-hardened prick. There 
was nothing more to lose, she knew that, she had lost her husband, her 
dignity and her self-respect ... she might as well act like the slut she had 
suddenly become. A tide of desire went ripping through her and suddenly she 
thrust her hands up into Dick's thick black hair and pulled his head down to 
meet hers. She pushed her tongue deep into his mouth and held on to his hair 
while her rekindled body strained and pushed under him. She felt the 
hardness of the floor underneath her involuntarily grinding buttocks, but it 
did not take away from the wonderful feel of Dick's swollen member touching 
her Inflamed genitals. 

She felt the cold wood smacked against the nakedness of her gyrating bottom. 
Her loins felt warm like butter left on a stove to melt. She was ground down 
to the floor with each glancing blow of Dick's penis. Her entire being was 
filled with the prick that was beating against the smooth sensitive walls of 
her cunt. Dick's balls slapped rhythmically against her wet buttocks and 
finally the sounds of their own lovemaking drowned out the lustful noises of 
their spouses. 

"Aaaaaaaahhh! Yes, sweet bitch ... shake those hips, give it to me baby, 
give it to me!" Dick bent her backwards so that she was almost bent over 
double. The pleasure was too great for Valerie to deny and all her pent up 
anger and hurt combined in a great release of tension as her sex juices 
flowed freely around Dick's surging prick. 

He dug his fingers into her fine breasts, holding onto them he continued 
rocking her thrashing body back and forth. She felt her dress clinging to 
her skin moistly from their combined sweat and she knew it would be crushed, 
especially where it was bunched up around her waist, but she could not even 
begin to worry about it. She was only aware of the long cock inside her ... 
Her mouth, hung open and she felt as if she were no longer a human being, 
but a twisting, turning object, totally mindless. She was nearing an orgasm 
and that was all that mattered. It was going to be incredible, better than 
anything else she had ever known. Dick watched her contorted face avidly, 
waiting for the moment when she would want to cum and would scream out for 
him to make her do it. 

"Tell me when you're cumming!" he called out massaging her breasts wildly 
and pressing with his thumbs as far as he could into the delicate spongy 
flesh. 

"Oh Dick ... yes ... yes ... now ... now! Now!" and with that Dick rammed 
harder and released a gush of hot, boiling sperm deep into her wildly 
twitching cunt. 

"Oh, ohoohooohh ...!" Valerie wailed as the culminating orgasm spiraled 
round and round inside her pussy and rapidly spread its delicious sensations 
to the rest of her body. 

"Man ... you sure fuck good, honey ... you sure fuck good!" Dick grunted. 

Connie lifted Robert's glistening face up from between her legs. "Oh Bob," 
she cried ... "please ... fuck me now ... fuck me now!" 

Robert looked up at Connie's sex tormented features ... her blonde hair hung 
down in her eyes and her mouth was slack and full. He stood on his knees and 
deftly parted the lips of her soft, fleece covered cunt with his fingers. He 
saw Connie's belly quiver at the touch. Then he touched his penis to the 
opening of her vagina. She was small and he knew that he would have to push 
his way into her, because of the dimensions of his cock. He placed his palms 
against the flat sides of her thighs and slowly pushed them even wider 
apart. Then he began to press into the moist flesh of her pussy. He met 
resistance at first, then the ring like muscles gave with a slight pop and 
admitted his enormous cock, slowly but surely into her very depths. 

"Oh, Bob ... fuck me good ... fuck me good." Connie's legs splayed out wide 
on either side of his muscular torso ... her body slumped down on the couch, 
pointed breasts shaking as she jerked and slid herself further down in an 
attempt to accommodate even more of Robert's cock. The thick head buried 
itself in the tight folds of her vagina ... sinking steadily deeper and 
deeper, creating an increased pleasure for both of them with each further 
centimeter it sank. 

A long low moan escaped from Connie's lips as she felt her inner passage 
stretching to surround the huge cudgel being implanted in her loins. It was 
maddening, somehow indecent to feel Robert plowing into her like that, down 
on his knees in front of her, while she lay naked in the company's hotel 
suite. But, it was wonderful. It gave her a sense of wickedness that 
heightened her excitement. This was certainly by far the best of Dick's 
clients ... And the most interesting from several points of view. She must 
make sure that he got the account so that she could see a lot more of him. 
She knew it would take more than once for her to get enough of this one. 

Robert rammed his penis into her with all his might now ... touching the end 
of her narrow cunt. He felt her jump and then groan with pain as he hit her 
again and again with the full force of his loins. It was quite a bonus to be 
fucking Dick Kelly's old lady and to have her look like a bathing beauty and 
screw like a professional. 

"Aaahh!" she cried out ... and then again "Aaahh! Oh it's too good. It's too 
good. 

Oh god ... Oh god ... I'm cumming already I'm cumming ... Ohhhh!" 

Her legs and thighs shook uncontrollably and her arms thrashed out crazily 
now from side to side. Her belly rose and fell rapidly as Robert grabbed her 
around the waist and pulled her crotch forward with a strong rapid motion, 
impaling her pussy on his lust crazed cock. He ground her hips down on his 
member, using the lower half of her body like an object made only for his 
gratification. As the bulbous head of his cock struck brutally and he felt 
her jerking spasmodically around his cock, he felt his own orgasm start and 
gave her three fast hard blows. On the third he flooded her pussy with his 
cum and gave a great cry of joy and relief, while Connie jerked and flailed 
about in her final spasms. The heat of their passion slowly subsided and 
Robert fell forward onto Connie's spent body. They lay there a few moments, 
Robert's prick gradually deflating, until it slipped softly from her 
exhausted cunt. 

In the other room Dick and Valerie lay limply on the floor. Neither couple 
had heard the final spasms of the other, so overcome with their own 
emotions. 

Dick lay sprawled out on Valerie's voluptuous shape, while she lay almost 
unconscious beneath him. As he began to get his breathing under control 
again he listened carefully to see if lie could hear what was going on in 
the living room. But there was no sound at all. Both couples had reached 
simultaneous orgasms. 

Chapter Six 

Robert stood in front of the full length mirror in the living room of the 
suite adjusting his tie. He ran his hands through his tousled hair in an 
attempt to smooth out the tangled mess. 

"I sure as hell wish I could get into the john!" he called over his shoulder 
to Connie who was still lying naked on the soft white sofa. "I gotta get 
back to the office for an appointment." 

Connie smiled and looked up at Robert. "Relax, honey. You can fix yourself 
up in the men's room downstairs in the lobby." 

"But why," Robert asked, "would the bathroom be locked?" 

"Oh, who knows? Dick probably has something in there he doesn't want anyone 
to see ... " 

Robert took one last inspective look in the mirror, checking for any obvious 
signs of his afternoon of sex and turned back to Connie. But before he could 
get his mouth open to speak, Connie was up from the sofa and pressing her 
warm, naked body against his suit. Her mouth reached up for his and pulling 
his head down to hers, she kissed him hard on the mouth forcing her tongue 
deep into his throat. 

"You're quite a man," she sighed, tracing a trail with her tongue from his 
mouth to his left ear. "Quite a man." 

"I do my best ... " Robert answered, trying to be nonchalant. "And I get 
better as I go along." 

Connie threw her head back, her long hair billowing out behind her and 
laughed. "I bet you do." 

Robert's hand fell down the still hot damp between her legs and sent one 
finger up into her well-stretched pussy. 

"OOoooohhh ... " Connie cooed at the unexpected intrusion. "I thought you 
were in such a hurry to get to the office." And grabbing his wrist with both 
hands, she held his hand steady while she slid back and forth on his probing 
index finger. 

"Oh, yesss ... yessssss," she hissed, her passion reigniting. She was ready 
for more. 

"Sorry, baby," Robert said, freeing his inserted finger from her grasp. "But 
this man's got work to do. Not that I wouldn't rather be here, but that's 
life ... " 

"Well," Connie answered. "Since we'll be seeing a lot more of each other ... 

"What makes you so sure of that?" he interrupted her. 

"After all, you will be handling Kelly Products, won't you? And, I mean I am 
Mrs. Kelly!" 

"I thought that decision was yet to be made by your husband. I understand 
I'm not the only candidate in the running." 

Connie reached out and squeezed the bulge in his. pants. 

"As far as I'm concerned, you are!" she said, fondling his growing tool. 
"Now get going, before I can no longer control myself." 

Robert walked across the room to the door, picking up his coat from the 
chair on the way. "Shall I call you?" he asked, turning to stare at her 
fine, ripe body once more. 

"Don't bother," she replied. "I'll call you." 

No more than five seconds after Robert had closed the door behind him, the 
door to the bedroom swung open and Dick stepped out into the living room. 
Connie spun around to face him and, seeing it was her husband, burst into 
gales of uncontrollable laughter. 

"Oh, noooooo ... " she laughed. "You mean to tell me that you were in there 
all this time! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha ... You dirty old bastard! You mean 
you listened while another man fucked the stuffing out of your wife. You 
must have a hard-on the size of a silo! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha ... " 

Dick grabbed Connie in his arms and crushed her body to his. 

"You horny little bitch!" he said, his laughter mixing with hers. "You just 
couldn't wait to get into that young stud's pants, could you? Wat'sa matter? 
I'm not giving you enough at home?" The two of them rocked back and forth in 
laughter, barely able to stand in an upright position and finally, no longer 
able to keep their balance, they. fell into a playful heap on the sofa. 

"Listen," Connie managed to say through her laughter. "I'm not the only one. 
I saw the way you were ogling that little snip of a wife of his last night. 
I'm surprised I didn't find you in here with her. What's wrong? Losing your 
touch?" 

"Not at all, my dear, not at all. Wait right here. I have a little ... no, 
make that a big surprise for you!" 

Connie stretched back on the sofa, letting her hands fall on her moist, open 
pussy, giving herself a soft massage. "Mmmmmmm ... " she sighed, knowing 
that Dick would be back in a few seconds with a raging hard-on and she could 
continue her afternoon of sex. 

But Connie was not at all prepared for his surprise. 

"Ta taaaaaa!" Dick's voice imitated a heralding trumpet. "Ta, ta, ta, taaa!" 

Connie looked up from her reclining position and there, standing before her, 
was Valerie. Dick stood directly behind her, his hands around her chest, 
resting on the heaving twin mounds of. her breasts. 

"Why you old son of a bitch!" Connie yelled at Dick. "What is this poor girl 
going to think of me?" she asked sarcastically. 

Valerie was mortified. How had this happened to her? She tried not to think 
of anything. Her eyes remained closed as she heard their voices trading wise 
remarks and then breaking into raucous laughter once more. How could anyone 
be so crude? She tried to twist away, but Dick's hands were working on her 
breasts and she could not stop the continuous waves of pleasure that coursed 
through her loins. 

"Oh, God," she moaned softly. "Oh, God!" 

Both Dick and Connie mistook her cry for help as a sign of her interest and 
began to take full advantage of the situation. Connie got up from the sofa 
and walked over to where Valerie and Dick stood. 

"I'll have to admit," she said to Dick, looking Valerie up and down with an 
appraising eye, "she's as good a catch as her husband. I trust you've shown 
the young lady a good time?" 

"The best!" Dick answered. "Would you expect anything else from me?" 

Valerie's body stiffened as she felt another pair of hands begin searching 
out her body. Oh no, she thought. They wouldn't. They couldn't. This is a 
civilized society. Things like this just don't happen. But suddenly Connie's 
hands reached under her skirt and traveled up the length of her long thighs, 
not stopping until they reached her abused pussy. 

"Why, Dick!" Connie cried out in mock concern. "This young lady hasn't any 
panties on. What have you been doing to her?" 

Valerie opened her eyes slowly. As she bent her head down, she saw first 
Dick's hands still kneading her breasts and just below that, the top of 
Connie's head, her arms were hidden beneath the folds of her skirt. 
Valerie's reeling mind tried to find a way out of this obscene predicament 
but she knew there was no answer. A word from either of them and her 
marriage was ruined. And her marriage was all she had, bad as it was, she 
had to hold onto it at any cost and right now, the price was total 
submission to the depraved demands these two were making on her. And with 
one great sigh, Valerie forced her tense body to relax. 

Dick's hands stopped their attack on Valerie's breasts and slowly went 
around to her back, unfastening the catch at the top and in agonizing 
slowness, pulled the zipper as far down as it would go. His nimble fingers 
quickly released the clasp at the back of her bra and he slipped it out the 
back of her dress. The top of her dress fell down to her waist and Connie, 
still kneeling pulled the rumpled garment down to Valerie's bare feet. 

"My," Connie purred. "She is a beauty, isn't she!" 

Dick lifted Valerie up from the floor so that Connie could throw her dress 
across the room and take her high heels off, throwing them in the same 
direction. Valerie now stood completely naked before their lustful gazes. 
Her voluptuous white body glistened in the artificial light of the large 
room ... beads of nervous perspiration popped out all over her skin. Her 
figure was perfect. The rib lines above the waist where the skin pulled 
under the bulge of, her breasts. The navel with the thin line of down ran 
down like a pointer to the sleek curls of auburn hair against which the tops 
of thighs pressed in an unsuccessful effort of concealment. She was all 
breasts, hips and thighs, ready to be loved ... and Connie could hardly 
wait. 

Connie turned Valerie around and gently pushed her into the bedroom. "Onto 
the bed, dear," she said quietly. "And open your legs wide. I want to see 
how big you've been stretched by my Dick's cock." 

"More than that, dear," Connie ordered softly. "More than that." 

Valerie sobbed, her eyes clenched tightly shut and helplessly spread her 
legs as far apart as was humanly possible trying somehow to get this over 
with as fast as possible. 

"Don't cry, my dear," Connie said. "It's not as if were going to ram a huge 
vile prick inside you." 

Dick laughed coarsely. 

"Don't you wish you had one to do it with," he jibed at Connie. "Don't you 
wish!" 

"Why, Dick ... you may be giving Valerie the wrong idea ... I only 
occasionally dabble in these things. Generally I am strictly interested in 
the stronger sex. You know that." 

Valerie felt herself get dizzy again. It was unbelievable. The mere thought 
of being touched by another woman was enough to make her flesh crawl and 
here she was, lying naked with this perverted, fiendish woman. It was all so 
perfectly awful. She was going to have to submit to the disgusting 
indignities that this deranged couple were going to inflict upon her. It was 
not enough that she had already been through so much with Dick and had also 
been forced to listen while her husband made love to Connie. No, that wasn't 
enough. The fates had more in store for her. She wondered what she had ever 
done to deserve being in such a position. 

"I just can't do it," she thought suddenly. But Connie's hands were now 
reaching around her waist and slowly worked themselves up to the tips of her 
breasts, tracing light fingernail lines along her white, creamy skin as they 
went. 

Dick sat on the bed watching them, a broad smile playing lustfully on his 
lips. This was even better than he had hoped. It wasn't often he got a 
chance to see his wife go to work on a chick, but it was certainly well 
worth waiting for, he knew. 

"Co ahead, baby ... Let's see a little action." He could feel his penis 
rising once more at the sight of the two naked women on the bed. 

Valerie's nipples became, harder and harder under Connie's manipulations. 
She tried desperately to fight the feeling of excitement racing from the 
pointed tips to her already well-lubricated sex. But it was too much for her 
and even though she hated the insidious woman's touch on her skin, it was 
unmistakably beginning to arouse her. "That's it, that's it," Dick said. 
"She really digs that. Look at her." 

Connie continued her massage as Valerie lay there with her legs spread, 
feeling more ashamed than she had ever felt before. Her pulse raced and her 
lips trembled uncontrollably. She knew that Dick was sitting there staring 
into the unprotected wide-spread lips of her vagina while his wife was 
violating her. All the images of kidnappings and rapes that she had ever had 
flashed through her mind. She would never have dreamed that she would ever 
find herself In a predicament as depraved and hopeless as this one. 

She cried out as Connie's hands drifted down to the sensitive crevice 
between her legs. Connie's breast brushed against Valerie's side as she 
pressed closer still, In order to position herself better. Her fingers 
brushed Inside the tender outer lips of her pussy. Valerie jumped, startled 
by the touch. 

"Mmmmm. She's very sensitive, honey. I'll bet you had a high old time with 
her." Connie smiled suggestively at Dick. 

"Yeah, she's a hot one, alright, but she still has to get over a few 
hang-ups, if you know what I mean." 

"Yes. I know what you mean ... just a sweet little housewife, eh!" 

"Says this is her first time out ... so it might as well be a good one. 
She'll thank us for it later when she sees how good things can get once you 
let yourself go and forget everything but your body." 

Connie's fingers continued their nervous fiddling in the narrow confines of 
Valerie's pussy, causing Valerie to begin to moan softly and toss her head 
from side to side, while her thighs quivered gently. 

"Oh no ... oh no ... " she cried. "Please don't touch me there. Please 
stop." 

But her cries went unheeded as Connie slipped one finger down into the 
smooth wet cavern of her vagina. Valerie jumped as Connie's nails scraped 
the side of her soft, hair-lined entrance, then the pain was gone and she 
felt the gentle nudging of the blond woman's fingers inside her. She 
realized that the sooner she gave in to them the sooner it would be all 
over. 

Connie's fingers circled around inside her warm, fleshy passage, while with 
her thumb she flicked at Valerie's clitoris. Slowly the sensation built as 
the expert caressing went on and on. Dick moved in closer, almost drooling 
now from the excitement of watching them. He slipped one of his large hands 
under her soft, trembling buttocks and squeezed. 

"What a great ass," he said. "Did you see her behind, Connie ... almost as 
nice as yours ... " 

"Almost," Connie laughed. 

Valerie tried to block out their obscene conversation. Their coarseness was 
staggering. Her mind boggled at the unreality of it all. This was the kind 
of thing that happened in books or in dirty movies. How could it be 
happening to her? 

In spite of herself her vagina was moistening around Connie's working 
lingers and her hips began to move in a tiny, involuntary rotating motion. 
She realized that nothing would ever be the same for her. This shame would 
haunt her forever. Then Connie made a sudden movement and pushed her fingers 
up to the very end of Valerie's widely stretched pussy. She cried out at the 
searing sensation of pain that accompanied the violent thrust, straining to 
get away from the hideous feminine touch, but Dick pushed her buttocks up, 
preventing her from squirming backwards. 

"She's a nice size. Still tight. I'll bet she's never had anyone before her 
old man. It's. a wonder his cock hasn't stretched her any wider than that. I 
hate to tell you, but he's got one big cock ... even though you are still 
the champ in my book. Or should I say in my ... " 

"Oh stop rapping and let's get on with it ... " Dick was becoming impatient. 
He wanted to get into Valerie again, but first he wanted to see a good show. 

"Look at her wiggle. I'll bet she didn't know she'd enjoy a woman's touch so 
much. In a few minutes I'll have her exactly the way you want her. She'll be 
begging you for it." 

Valerie sucked in her breath. A perverse thrill ran through her. After all, 
she was being used against her will by these people and in a weird way it 
began to make her want to wallow in the obscenity of it all. Let them give 
her pleasure. She would accept ... and enjoy it! If they were evil, she 
would be even more evil. She would not let them get the better of her. Her 
legs began to slide up and down with each twirl of Connie's fingers inside 
her pussy. Then, she perversely spread them out even further. 

"She's really getting excited now," Dick said, pinching the smooth white 
flesh of Valerie's slowly rotating buttocks. His breathing came in short 
heavy gasps, and he could feel his prick stiffening to its fully erect size. 

"Yes, look at her spread 'em wide," Connie smirked. "I told you she'd really 
come around." 

Valerie let herself go ... the kneading of Dick's fingers at her bottom 
combined with Connie's thorough explorations. Her cunt seemed huge to her 
and she wanted to have it filled even more than it was being filled by 
Connie's slender hand. She pushed her buttocks lewdly against Dick's hand, 
squirming and moaning with abandon. Anything they would say now would only 
make her more excited, she knew. She was completely ready to be an object 
for their lust and for her own now rising desires. 

Then Dick's lips were at her breasts, pulling and twisting the stiffened 
nipples. She felt wetness seeping from her stimulated pussy. 

"She's very, very wet, love ... sure you don't want to put your prick in 
there now?" 

"Yes, in a little bit," Dick answered. His hands had found a new occupation. 
He slipped into the open crevice of her buttocks and poked one finger into 
the tiny puckered opening of her anus. 

"Nice little ass," he said ... "I haven't explored this yet." He jiggled his 
finger tentatively at the entranceway. Valerie cried out in pain. She was 
shocked back to the awful reality of the situation. "Oh no," she thought. 
"They're not going to do things to me there too." It was terrible. She had 
never before had anything done to her there. 

"I think she's a virgin here ... " Dick grinned and with that he thrust his 
finger in up to the first knuckle joint. 

"Aaaggg!" Valerie screamed with greater pain and indignity, arching her 
back, trying to move her buttocks away from his attack. But Connie pushed 
even harder into her vagina ... forcing her back down onto Dick's solidly 
worming finger. 

"Noooooooo!" she squealed. 

"Oh yeeeeeesssss," Connie crooned down at her viciously. "Yes." 

The pain rose deep inside her burning anus. She could think of nothing but 
the thought that she just couldn't stand it. It was the most awful pain she 
had ever felt. She had to get his finger out of her. But pull and wiggle as 
she might, she could not free herself from the dual pressures being exerted 
on her. Then in her efforts to escape the unwanted advances she herself 
created a friction that turned the two slithering hands into instruments of 
joy. She was lost then, completely lost to them and wave after wave of 
sudden uninvited ecstasy swept over her. She was breaking, bursting, being 
pulled apart. She was a circus performer walking a tightrope. She was 
falling. She was a skydiver floating free. She was inside a gigantic bubble 
and it was inflating more and more. From everywhere inside her there was a 
race of hurting sensations to get to that point high up inside her pulsating 
vagina. Then it all came together and ... "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Valerie was 
released. She choked and sputtered and wailed her happiness. It was the most 
potent climax she had ever experienced. Dick watched Valerie cumming and he 
realized that he had never before seen anything quite like it. His penis 
struggled in his pants with the full intention of getting out to ram up 
inside of Valerie's turbulently clenching pussy. 

He felt somehow frustrated at this spectacle, wanting to have been inside 
her when she came like that. Both he and Connie sat back panting a little 
stunned, at the tumultuous climax they had caused. Dick looked down at the 
wet, glistening hairs of Valerie's vagina, thoroughly drenched by her own 
sex liquids. What a sight! he thought. What a gorgeous creature she was. 
There was nothing more beautiful than the sight of a completely satiated 
female, he realized. He motioned to Connie in such a way that she realized 
he was ready to mount Valerie's worn out body. He knew he could bring her 
back to life with the rod that he now fumbled almost absentmindedly in his 
hand. 

Connie got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. She was exhausted and 
was more than happy to let Dick have his way with Valerie. As for her, she 
intended to take a nice long shower and freshen herself up while Dick had 
his fun. 

Dick sat for several long minutes gazing down at Valerie's splendid 
nakedness. Valerie lay motionless, almost in a trance state, eyes tightly 
closed, limbs limp, spread obscenely wide for the world to see. Dick's hand 
worked up and down the thick shaft of his cock, while he looked at her. The 
bulbous red tip shone with moisture ... as he stroked the foreskin all the 
way back, so that the straining member stood taut and tight. 

He had intended to fuck her, but the action of his hand had set in motion a 
wonderful warm sensation that felt so good that he could not stop.. His eyes 
were glazed over and his expression was almost meditative as his hand worked 
faster and faster until it was going at a furious pace. Sweat stood out on 
his forehead as his labored breathing filled the room. Soon his face had 
turned a deep scarlet and his eyes were closed in an expression of utter 
bliss. Valerie stirred lazily on the bed, for these few brief minutes, 
unaware of the obscenity around her. She heard the peculiar noise of Dick's 
hand slapping up and down on his big own lustful flesh, but she did not dare 
open her eyes to see what was going on. 

Suddenly she felt wetness all over her body ... on her face, running down 
her large, up-pointed breasts, splattering on her stomach, inching down her 
still spread thighs. She opened her eyes with a start and saw Dick kneeling 
above her, his cock seemed bigger than a giant's as it waved directly above 
her face, spurting out like a bursting fountain the hot, while liquid of its 
ecstasy. Dick Uttered loud grunts and moans as he jerkily manipulated his 
fingers and the last lewd drops of his seminal fluids spurted down onto 
Valerie's smooth, contorted features. 

Valerie clinched and drew herself up into a ball, turning her face to the 
crumpled sheets in an effort to wipe off the ugliness that had been 
Inflicted upon her. 

Only one thought ran through her mind. Her husband! This was all Robert's 
doing. All his fault that she had been put through this torment with these 
maniacs. The sound of her anguished sobs filled the room as Dick left the 
bed to join Connie in the bathroom. 

Chapter Seven 

When Valerie arrived home, it was already dark outside. She noticed with 
surprise that there were lights on in the house. Robert was home already. 
She had counted on his not being there. On the one night when she would have 
wanted him to stay out, he had come home for dinner. She felt weak and 
bedraggled and she had no idea how she could cope with his presence. She had 
not even been able to think out the full ramifications of what had 
transpired that afternoon. Every inch of her body ached from the horrible 
body .wracking positions she had been put through. Now, she couldn't bear 
the thought of looking in her husband's face. The very idea disgusted her. 

She opened the door to the house and seeing that Robert was in the living 
room looking at television, she tried to quietly make her way to the steps 
where she could get to the bedroom and at least attempt to get herself 
together before having to make dinner. But Robert had been listening for her 
and he heard the key in the lock. He came to the living room door and called 
to her as she was halfway up the stairs. 

"Hi, honey! I'm home ... where've you been for such a long time?" 

Valerie turned and looked down at him. She felt like spitting in his face. 

"I've been shopping," she said slowly, barely managing to control herself. 

"Oh? What did you get? Where are all the packages? ... 

"Being sent. I'll be down in a few minutes to fix dinner," she answered and 
turned her back and continued up the steps. 

Robert stood watching her. Her round firm buttocks moved slowly as she 
climbed the stairs and Robert, still stimulated by his work out with Connie 
felt the stirrings of his dormant member at the sight of them. 

It had been a while since he had made love to her. She would certainly be 
ready for a little tonight, he mused as the provocatively swinging hips 
disappeared from his sight and he turned and went back to watch the news on 
television. 

Valerie closed the bedroom door behind her with a sigh of relief and 
collapsed on the bed. She felt like she was having a nightmare of gigantic 
proportions. She lay still, hoping her nerves would stand the strain. 
Suddenly, she laughed when she realized that her mind was pondering what to 
fix for dinner, making a mental list of what was in the freezer. At a time 
like this ... she still responded with the same old reflexes. She laughed 
again bitterly and got up to run herself a hot tub. 

The water filled up to the brim and she plunged her body into it with a 
groan. She lay motionless, letting the warm water caress her skin and slowly 
seep into her abused crevices. Her tears returned as she thought with fury 
of Robert downstairs ... just sitting there looking at television ... 
waiting for her to cook him dinner, when only a few hours ago he had been 
talking sweet talk to that bitch Connie ... telling her she was beautiful 
... then kissing her ... making love to someone who was almost a stranger in 
a way he hadn't made love to her in a month! 

Well, he could fix his own dinner, she'd be damned if she'd go downstairs 
and cook for him. 

She began to scrub herself vigorously. 

She felt so helpless. If only there was something she could do. Divorce? No, 
but there had to be some way to bring him back to his senses, she thought. 
It seemed as if the whole world had gone crazy. 

Her nipples smarted from the rigorous pinchings and squeezings they had 
undergone and the delicate tissues of her vagina felt raw. Her stomach felt 
queezy at the thought of what she had gone through that afternoon. 

After a long while, she stepped out onto the bathmat and toweled herself 
dry. She went to the medicine cabinet and took out a small brown bottle. She 
shook out two green pills and popped them into her mouth, swallowing them 
without water. She thought a moment and took another pill. After putting on 
a warm nightgown, she creamed her face and got between the sheets of the big 
double bed. She knew the sleeping pills would work almost instantly. That 
was what she wanted, complete oblivion, escape from the burning shame and 
anger that continued to taunt her. 

As she slowly slipped into unconsciousness, one final image of Dick Kelly 
kneeling over her, his huge penis grasped firmly in his hand filled the 
screen of her mind and then there was nothing but blissful blackness. 

Downstairs, Robert sat watching film clips of the war. The sounds of mortar 
shells and machine guns filled the living room. He was sitting in his 
favorite comfortable chair, a gin and tonic at his side. He watched the 
jungle scenes, the killed and wounded men with an air of detachment. He was 
thinking about Connie and what she had said about his getting the Kelly 
account, if she had anything to do with it. At least that's what he seemed 
to remember her saying. 

He felt elated. It gave him a real sense of accomplishment to know he had 
made the right move when he followed through on Connie's first blatant pass 
at him at the party. Hot little number! he thought to himself. He wondered 
how soon she would call him. 

As he downed the last of his second drink, his stomach growled. He realized 
that he was starving ... where was Valerie anyway? She certainly did seem to 
act rather strangely when she came in. 

"I'll bet it's because she hasn't had any in a while. Well, I'll see she 
gets some tonight!" the thoughts passed through his mind as he fixed himself 
another drink. 

"Vail" he called in the direction of the bedroom. "Val! What are you doing 
up there? How's about dinner?" 

When he got no answer, he figured she was probably still in the tub making 
herself pretty for him. Well, he'd just have another drink and wait for her 
to come down. 

As he sat back down in front of the television, his mind turned back to his 
obsession. Ever since he had been a young guy in college and he had decided 
that the world was made up of two kinds of people, the smart guys and the 
fall guys, he had set about to get to the top as fast as he could and by any 
means necessary. Now, he was just getting a taste of the rewards of that 
point of view. It was all beginning to pay off and once he got this account, 
there would be no stopping him ... no more crummy jobs ... no more fawning 
over agency big wigs. There were quite a few people he was going to have 
scurrying about for him once he got his promotion. He downed his drink and 
got up to fix himself another. 

The television set continued to blast out an incessant stream of news which 
Robert watched without paying any attention to what was being said. 

"Vail Valerie!" he called out. Where the hell was she, anyway? This was 
getting a little ridiculous now. He made a mental note to take a firmer 
stand with her. This was the first time he'd been home for dinner in days 
and there was no dinner. 

He stood at the bar in the living room finishing off the last of the gin and 
then started up the stairs with a determined step. When he reached the top 
step, he noticed with surprise that the bedroom door was closed. He opened 
it and after his eyes became accustomed to the darkness, spotted Valerie 
lying face down on the bed in a deep sleep. 

Robert approached the bed slowly, hardly believing his eyes. He sat on the 
bed beside her and shook her arm. But she made no visible sign of awakening. 
He shook harder still ... and she moaned something incoherent and tried to 
bury her face in the pillow. 

Finally he realized that she must have taken a sleeping pill, but he was at 
a loss to understand why. He sat there, looking down at her sleeping form 
completely puzzled and vaguely annoyed. Valerie stirred slightly and he took 
note of the 

bulge of her buttocks once more. Slowly, he pulled the sheet back, 
uncovering first her back and then the protruding mounds of her soft, white 
behind. He pulled her nightgown up so that the whiteness of her whole ass 
was exposed to his view. He felt his prick stiffen at the sight of it. He 
pulled the gown up still further, tugging and turning Valerie's lifeless 
body so that the material could slide easily over her jutting breasts. 

Valerie slowly became aware that something was happening. At first it seemed 
like a dream and then through the haze of her drugged state, she realized 
that it was not a dream at all. 

It was real. 

Robert had taken her nightgown off completely and was now massaging her 
breasts with his firm, familiar touch. He was really excited now. She seemed 
so helpless because of the pills she had taken and something about the way 
she looked made him want to hick her. He knew it was partly because of his 
afternoon with Connie that he was still homey. He chuckled to himself ... 
Valerie was going to get her share too! 

Valerie struggled to return to a fully conscious state, but the strength of 
the pills worked against her. She could only reach a kind of limbo in 
between, in which she was aware of what was going on, although it was all 
somewhat distorted; and yet, she could do little to prevent it, except to 
feebly twist and turn herself in an effort to avoid her husband's intimate 
touches. 

In her twilight world, she felt her tender vaginal lips being opened and 
invaded once more by several blunt objects ... candles perhaps. No she 
finally recognized them as someone's large and elongated fingers. 

"Uuuuunnnnnggggl" she cried out from the depths of her throat. "Nooo ... 
nooooooo ... " 

But Robert had no intention of letting her loose now. His fingers worked in 
the wet elasticity of Valerie's defenseless cunt, exploring all the hidden 
folds and recesses as though he had never been there before. Valerie groaned 
as she felt the forceful plunder of her pussy continue even more vigorously. 
Fingers moved back and forth, around and sideways, up and down within her 
secret passage. 

Robert sat beside her on the bed watching her face as she began to react to 
his searching thrusts. His face was flushed from the liquor he had consumed 
and was beginning to feel a whirling sensation in his brain that prevented 
him from thinking clearly. His features took on an evil cast as his lust 
continued to grow in measure with his enormous swelling cock. 

"Oh, baby!" he said out loud. "Have I got something for you!" 

Valerie's eyes were half opened, but Robert was only a blur to her. She 
imagined that it was Dick again and seemed to see his lewd face leering at 
her. It was too much to take ... not again! She tried to scream, but the 
sound she made was only a low moan, although to her distorted mind, it 
seemed that she filled the room with her cry for help. 

Robert only mistook the moans as a sign of her arousal and her desire for 
him to continue. 

"Yeah ... that feels good, baby ... doesn't it?" he whispered, jiggling his 
hand up still further into her warm vaginal canal. He leaned over and cupped 
his mouth over one of her hardened, rubbery nipples. Taking the tiny cone 
between his teeth, he began to flick at it with his tongue. 

Valerie abruptly stopped what she thought was screaming. It wasn't Dick who 
was doing this to her ... she knew that now, but who was it? The biting sent 
tremors of delight through her system. She seemed to imagine she was with 
Robert ... long before any of the problems had begun ... long before they 
were married. They were in love and he was kissing her breasts. 

She arched herself up and the sliding fingers in her vagina sent a shock 
wave of pleasure up into her belly ... a pleasure so great that all of her 
muscles contracted violently. 

"Robert!" she cried out, still unaware of the exact circumstances of the 
situation. 

Robert thought his fingers might break inside her tightened cunt as Valerie 
squeezed her legs together in an effort to increase the incredibly wonderful 
heat in her loins. 

"Yea, baby ... daddy's here ... " Robert replied. He got up on his knees on 
the bed and placed his throbbing cock at the slit of her twitching pussy. 
Valerie writhed maniacally beneath him, her large white breasts bobbing up 
and down as she moved. Her hips squirmed from side to side and pushed 
forward to meet him. 

He loved her and she loved him. It was all so simple to her drug deceived 
mind. 

Robert couldn't hold back any more. He flung his whole body on top of hers 
letting his rock-like cock ram into her contracting cunt like a piston in a 
combustion engine. The thick round head burrowed deep into the softness of 
her womb pushing in ripples the wet walls of flesh before it. A searing pain 
exploded inside of Valerie's pussy, bringing her to a conscious state with a 
startling jolt. 

She let out a loud scream of pain and anger. She knew exactly what was 
happening now and she remembered that she wanted nothing to do with her 
deceiving husband. She didn't want him to touch her after what had happened 
that very afternoon. 

"Get away from met ... Get away!" she yelled, trying to push him off her 
naked body. 

But Robert was like a madman now. His powerful thrust had ignited a flame of 
brutality inside him and he held onto his wife with a fierce grip, pounding 
into her with strong and heavy blows. He pushed Valerie deep into the 
springy mattress of their bed with each thrust, enjoying the feel of her 
against his chest, ignoring her screams. 

What the fuck was she screaming about anyway, he thought. She was always 
begging him for it before. And now, her screams only served to make him 
angrier and he decided he would do whatever he pleased with her. The hell 
with her, he figured ... going to bed without saying a word ... without even 
fixing dinner for him. She needed a good straightening out anyway. 

Robert felt god-like ... taking her this way. He had always been impressed 
with the old Greek Myths about the gods coming down to earth and taking any 
mortal woman they fancied. 

He knew it was going to be a long time before he came. Sometimes it was like 
that. He was glad, because he wanted this to last as long as possible. 

"What's the matter?" he yelled above Valerie's cries. "Don't you like it? I 
thought you liked it a little rough!" 

He panted heavily and suddenly pulled out of her. Valerie, terrified, tried 
to scramble away, but he pulled her back on the bed and. slapped her hard 
across the face. He had never hit her before and had not even known he was 
going to do it. 

She collapsed on the bed sobbing. 

And Robert decided to play it straight through like that. He was enjoying it 
immensely. He looked down at his wife as she lay face down on the bed crying 
... her firm ass jiggling up at him in the darkened room. His hand went down 
and his finger probed at the entrance of her virgin back passage. 

"Spread your legs!" he ordered. 

Valerie, too frightened to disobey him, spread her legs out so far that her 
toes touched the edge of the bed on both sides. His finger prodded. She 
winced in pain and tried to prepare and suddenly it was inside her. She was 
surprised when it didn't hurt very much at all. 

He moved it around in her tight rectum, trying to stretch the rubbery muscle 
further apart. After just a few seconds of this, he dug another finger into 
the tiny hole. 

"Aaaaarrrgggg ... !" she cried out, but Robert pinned her down on the bed 
with the palm of his hand on the small of her back and continued his attack. 
She felt like an impaled collector's specimen. 

His fingers remained still for a moment, but then once again began their 
probing attack. Valerie tried moving in some sort of pattern to perhaps 
alleviate the sharp pain and soon, she began growing accustomed to their 
intrusion. Then somehow, the pain subsided and in its place, the subjugation 
of it all began to give her a dull pleasure in the same mysterious way it 
had this afternoon. She could feel him deliberately stretching her tiny, 
puckered rectum and it hurt a bit every time he made a sharp sudden movement 
and in spite of her growing desire, she wanted him to do it to her there and 
get it over with. 

"Take me, Bob," she cried out to him, calling him Bob for the first time in 
years. "Take me now." 

"As he pulled his fingers out, the rubbery muscle clung to them, reluctant 
to release them from its grasp. They came out with a loud, lewd sucking 
noise. 

She felt his hot body come down on hers and stretch out along its length. 
She shivered with anticipation, but he lifted himself back up from her and 
kneeled between her wide-stretched legs. 

"Kneel up!" he commanded. 

She followed his instructions immediately, presenting him with the stretched 
moons of her buttocks, bending away before him, resting her hot, flushed 
face on the pillow. 

"Tickle my balls!" he ordered. 

Valerie reached submissively behind herself and gently stroked at the hairy 
testicles dangling down between her thighs. She touched them gingerly, as if 
they were delicate eggs that might somehow be broken. 

"Now put it in!" 

Her hands moved hesitantly from the softness of the balls and grasped his 
huge rockhard cock. A sudden expression of fear flashed through her eyes as 
her fingers wrapped around it and realized for the first time how big her 
husband really was. But, she clenched her eyes tightly shut and 
masochistically placed the tip of it against the tight hairless opening. 

Robert leaned back so he could watch his cock enter into her asshole. He 
watched as it began probing and working against her anus, the muscles of his 
stomach standing out. As it wormed its way into her, it looked like a giant 
battering ram trying to force its way in. And suddenly, the straining nether 
ring gave way and the swollen tip of his cock popped inside with a sudden 
rush. Valerie hopelessly tried to pull away, but he held her tight. 

"AAaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrggggggg!" she screamed in pain, her face contorted 
tightly from the first ravishment of her tight defenseless anus. It was like 
having a log rammed into her back there and her mouth dropped open in 
helpless torment. 

Above her, Robert, crooning with delight, pushed his way in until the flat 
hard surface of his stomach slapped against the protruding cheeks of her 
upraised buttocks. 

"OH! ... oooooooHH! ... oooooooooHHHHHHHHH!!!! ... " she gasped as he pushed 
further and further into her. 

Gasping for air, Robert began sawing rhythmically and without the slightest 
mercy, deep up into the soft confines of her back passage. Gradually, her 
pain eased a little, though it was still a mixture of perverted pleasure and 
humiliationat the same time. She began to move backward to meet the forward 
thrust of his loins and began undulating her body, moving her buttocks in 
tiny sensuous circles. 

Kneeling above her, Robert watched the reddish skin of the little round hole 
draw back with his prick, clutching it as if it didn't want him to come out. 
At first, the pressure on his cock had been almost unbearable, but now it 
was exhilarating. He watched as his white penis disappeared right up her ass 
with every stroke. It went right in so that not half an inch of it showed, 
the straining cock reaching far up into her shaking belly. 

His balls ached and his penis danced with a thousand hot sparks every time 
he surged into her. And she herself was moaning and adding to his pleasure 
by the movement of her bottom. 

She was really his, now. A slave submitting to his pleasure. He could do 
anything he liked with her ... and now, he did. Digging his giant cock into 
her ass and leaving it there, he listened to her groan while he simply 
joggled his loins and moved it gently around in her channel like a probing 
snake. He slipped it back out until just the head remained buried in her and 
then plunged it right in again in one long slow stroke. His prick tingled, 
his balls alive. He knew he could come anytime now, but he wanted it to last 
just a while longer before he felt the rush of sperm emptying deep into her 
quivering little ass. 

He began to rub rapidly into her, hard and fast, battering her shaking 
buttocks with his hips. He gripped her waist hard with his hands, digging 
his fingers into her flesh. His breath whirled in and out of his open mouth 
in broken gasps. He pulled her cheeks further apart with his hands, his 
fingers scratching at the soft skin. 

"Oh, God!" she cried out as his straining cock pushed the last fraction of 
an inch of its long shaft in so that the swollen head pressed hard against 
her insides. 

He touched her anus with his fingers, feeling the heat of friction where his 
cock slipped in. Valerie mumbled incoherently, her head flailing from side 
to side on the pillow. He pulled her back onto his rod like fitting a boot, 
his prick swollen beyond anything he had ever experienced before. 

"Ohhh, baby ... Ohhh, baby ... daddy's cumming ... daddy's cumming ... screw 
back ... FUCK BACK!!" he gasped as he gave one last spine-chilling ramrod 
thrust and shattered his sperm in wave after wave far, far into the depths 
of her wildly clenching behind. It seemed as if his balls had never been so 
emptied before. He groaned and almost cried out in delight as Valerie 
collapsed on the bed in front of him and his still stiff prick slipped out 
lewdly with a wet popping noise, the last few beads of cum dropping 
obscenely from the tip of his prick onto her sweating back. 

"Oh, yea, baby," he crooned down at her unconscious form. "Let's do this 
more often! Let's do this more often!" 

Chapter Eight 

Rain streaked down the large picture window in the living room as Valerie 
sat having her morning coffee. The wet, humid day seemed to fit her mood to 
the letter. She couldn't remember ever being so low in her life. She had to 
do some thing ... something drastic to alter the situation she now found 
herself in. But what? It seemed no matter what approach she might take, she 
and her marriage were the losers. But she had to take some chance. There was 
no easy way out ... it was obvious that the situation wasn't just going to 
disappear by itself. 

An idea entered her head, but she dismissed it immediately. It wouldn't 
work. But search as she could for an answer, she kept coming back to the 
same thing. Maybe it might work ... it was a long shot, but what else had 
she? She walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa, lighting a 
cigarette from the box on the coffee table. Her hand reached out for the 
telephone and she let it rest there for a long time before she gathered the 
nerve to pick up the receiver. Her finger slowly turned the dial, each 
number taking as long as possible as she mentally rehearsed what she would 
say. 

"Kelly Household Products," the mechanical operator's voice on the other end 
of the line came in. "Good morning." 

Valerie hesitated for a few brief moments, trying to find her voice. 

"May ... may I speak to Mr. Kelly, please." she asked timidly. 

"Just a moment ... I'll connect you with his office ... The few seconds that 
passed seemed to last for hours. Valerie almost decided to hang up the 
receiver when a new voice jumped on the line. 

"Mr. Kelly's office ... this is Miss Franks." 

"Yes ... I'd like to speak to Mr. Kelly ... " Valerie started to say. 

"I'm sorry," the efficient voice came back at her. "Mr. Kelly won't be in 
today. May I take a message?" 

Valerie was lost. She hadn't thought about anything going wrong with her 
plan. 

"... Uh ... no ... no message ... I'll call again ... Uh ... tomorrow ... 
and she hung up abruptly. 

"Shit!" she said out loud, surprising herself with her profanity, furious 
with herself. She hadn't counted on anything like this. She couldn't call 
him at his house. Now she would have to wait until tomorrow and she knew 
that by that time she would have lost all her courage and surely backed 
down. 

Riiinng! the telephone shattered her thinking. 

Valerie reached out for the receiver and tentatively picked it up. 

"Hello," she said softly. 

"Well, hello, Valerie. How nice to hear your voice again." It was Dick 
Kelly. "I trust you slept well last night and are feeling fine this 
morning?" he asked smoothly. 

"Yes, very well, thank you," Valerie answered, her voice picking up. "How 
kind of you to call and find out." 

"Well, I also called to see if perhaps you might like to have lunch with me 
again, today," he suggested suggestively. 

"I have an even better idea," Valerie answered, now completely sure of 
herself. "Why don't you stop by here this evening for dinner?" 

"Oh?" Dick said warily. "Is my wife invited too?" 

Valerie didn't hesitate even for a second. 

"I don't think so ... I mean, after all, my husband isn't invited." 

"And where will he be?" Dick asked. 

"Working late on some sketches with another client. On nights like these, he 
doesn't get home until at least midnight. Shall we say about seven?" 

"Seven will be just fine. Until then," and Valerie heard the line go dead. 

Well, she had done it. And suddenly, every doubt came rushing back at her, 
flooding her mind with all the reasons why this idea could not possibly 
work. But she fought them off ... it had to work. Robert would indeed be 
home that evening. She remembered his words exactly. 

"I'll be home at eight o'clock. You better have my dinner ready and from now 
on, I want the respect I'm entitled to around here!" he had shouted at her 
as he was going out the front door. 

Now, all depended on his reaction. Her desperate hope was that he would be 
so enraged at seeing another man with his wife, that beyond his anger he 
would realize that he was doing the same thing and that it just didn't work. 
That indeed, "As ye sow, so shall ye reap ... " And she looked forward to 
the moment when she saw his face, just punishment for what she had been put 
through the last few days. 

A quarter to seven. 

Valerie paced back and forth across the living room, waiting. Each time she 
passed the large mirror behind the buffet table, she stopped briefly to look 
at herself. Her fingers adjusted a nonexistent flaw in her hair ... or 
rearranged the sheer peignoir she had finally decided on after more than an 
hour's deliberation. 

"God ... won't seven o'clock ever get here?" she thought as she paced, 
nervously smoking cigarette after cigarette. 

And then it was seven ... seven-o-five ... seven-ten. 

When the doorbell finally rang, Valerie walked slowly toward the foyer, 
trying to make it seem as casual as possible ... . that she was used to such 
things happening. When she opened the door, Dick walked right past her into 
the living room without waiting for her to invite him in. 

"Nice little house you have here," he said without much feeling, taking off 
his coat and throwing it on a chair and settling on the sofa. 

Valerie closed the door and followed him into the room. 

"Well, it's nothing compared to yours, but we ..." she started to say, but 
stopped herself. 

"Would you like a drink?" she offered, changing the subject. 

"A lot of scotch in a big glass," he answered, just as happy not to have to 
go through all the bullshit conversation. 

Valerie walked to the small bar at the other end of the room, her firm, 
young figure swaying suggestively beneath the sheer material of her gown. 
But as she poured the drinks, her shaking hands revealed her inner tensions. 
Dick watched her little performance smiling to himself, but said nothing. He 
knew when to keep quiet. 

"Thank you," he said as she offered the full glass to him. "Here's to us!" 

Valerie let the sheer peignoir drop from her shoulders to the bedroom floor, 
exposing her voluptuous body to Dick's lustful gaze. His hands ripped at his 
own clothing, pulling his shirt, then his pants off as quickly as possible. 
As he pushed his shorts down over his legs, his now fully erect cock bobbed 
up from them, pointing straight out at Valerie as if it were a cannon ready 
to fire a barrage of ammunition at her. And indeed, he was ready to fill her 
emit with the hot fire building up inside him. He walked slowly over to her 
and grabbing her by the shoulders, lowered her to the bed directly behind 
her. 

Nervous perspiration popped out all over Valerie's body. She had timed their 
actions perfectly. It was almost eight o'clock and any minute now, Robert 
would come walking in the front door, finding Dick and her in this 
adulterous situation. That would fix both of them. 

Dick pulled her up on the bed until just her legs were dangling over the 
end, the back of her thighs resting at the edge of the bed. He pushed his 
hands in between her thighs and forced them open wide until the lips of her 
emit parted, revealing its soft folds of skin to his awaiting mouth. He 
dropped to his knees in front of her and grabbing her buttocks, thrust his 
face deep into her warm, waiting vaginal lips. 

"Ooooooooooouuuu ... " Valerie cooed as she felt the first contact of Dick's 
hot, wet mouth against the soft, sensitive flesh of her pussy. She wanted to 
remain cool and detached from his lovemaking, but just this first contact 
seemed to throw a switch that sent the fires of lust and passion swirling 
through her waiting body. 

And as Dick's mouth began its exploration of her emit, she completely forgot 
the reason she had invited him and became lost in her own sexual desire. It 
had been months since anyone had really treated her like a woman the way 
Dick did, and she was unable to pretend any differently. Although she hated 
this man with every fibre of her body, at that very moment, she wanted him 
inside her, plummeting into her until at last she would reach that delicious 
moment ... feeling his hot cum spurting into her, mixing with her own juices 
in one great, satisfying climax. 

She pulled him up from between her legs until his body rested on hers, his 
cock hard against her thighs, pressed into the narrow hairlined slit of her 
emit. She arched up for a moment, levering them both up off the bed with the 
stretch of her back and reaching up under her buttocks, pulled her vaginal 
lips slowly apart giving his cock smooth, moist contact with the wet 
throbbing slit. She relaxed, dropping her body back to the bed, his rigid 
member trapped tightly between her thighs. 

"Oh, God you feel good ... " Dick grunted, his mouth gnawing at the flesh of 
her neck and shoulders. 

" ... soooooo gooood ... " 

Valerie's nails trailed across his back, leaving small red welts in their 
path. Dick's hands pushed further down beneath her, cupping the fullness of 
her firm, rounded buttocks in the palms of his hands and pulled the wetness 
of her open crotch up even tighter against his. He moved up and down slowly, 
insinuating the hardness of his full hardened length of flesh up and down 
the widespread slit, feeling it grow wetter and wetter with each second. 

Her ass began a thrusting rotation up against his thighs until suddenly her 
legs kicked out and locked around the back of his, pulling him still closer 
to her. 

"I'm going to fuck you ... NOW! ... " Dick growled, his body grinding into 
hers. 

He started to move, but she beat him to it. Her hands came down between 
their pressed bodies and circled around his throbbing cock, guiding it 
between the soft, fleece-lined lips of her hot palpitating pussy. Dick 
groaned above her as he felt her move it up and down between her legs, 
parting the soft silky hair of her cunt again with the pulsating 
blood-filled head. 

Not being able to hold back another second, he flicked his hips forward and 
with a harsh thrust drove his cock crashing into the gaping hot mouth of her 
widely contracted vaginal hole. His long thick tool raced up her emit like a 
freight train to the full depths of her belly, warm and tight at first, 
aching the full length of the rigid member and then easier as the wetness of 
the passage surrounded him, lubricating the way. And then he hit bottom, his 
balls slapping hard against the up-turned cheeks of her ass. 

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhgg ... " Valerie screamed at the unexpected pain and twisting 
to escape slightly. But he thrust into her even harder, screwing his pelvis 
tighter into her loins so there was no escape for her. 

Dick smiled and looked down at her trapped body. She was skewered good and 
he lay still on top of her in a moment of triumph. He enjoyed hurting her in 
this way, knowing that she was unable to hurt him back. He reveled for a 
moment in the power he possessed over another man's reluctant wife impaled 
beneath him and flicked the head again bringing another moan from between 
her tightly clenched teeth. He ground his pelvis into the smooth flaccid 
flesh beneath him as she strained back under him, arching her loins up at 
him, lifting them both a few inches off the squeaking mattress from the 
strength of her upward thrusts. 

She moaned ceaselessly beneath his pounding body, opening and closing her 
legs around his hips as he worked up and down in a chanting rhythm of 
intercourse as old as man's world. Her mouth gaped open wide, her head 
flailing from side to side on the mattress, lost in the wild abandon of the 
delicious hick he was giving to her. 

Dick reached under her buttocks as he drove his cock rhythmically into the 
wetness of her cunt and stretched the crevice of her ass wide, searching 
with the tip of his middle finger for her anus. 

When he found it, a small rivulet of warm moisture was running down the 
widespread crevice from where he could feel his hard rod of flesh sawing 
into her. It moistened the tight puckered little hole, lubricating it 
slightly and he probed experimentally for a moment with the tip of his 
finger. He pushed hard, feeling it give a little and then suddenly the tight 
elastic ring gave way completely and his finger sliding up to the first 
knuckle. 

"Aaaaaaarrrggg! ... " she screamed, almost crawling on her back across the 
bed to escape the first unexpected pain. 

But Dick pushed again, until the finger was in to the second knuckle and in 
spite of the pain he knew he was causing her, he felt her suddenly begin 
screwing her buttocks back on his finger until it was sunk all the way in to 
the palm of his hand. He jiggled it inside, rotating it around in the fleshy 
depths of her rectum. He could feel through the thin wall of flesh 
separating her two passages the underside of his cock sliding in and out of 
her and began skewering her between them, maintaining the same rhythm for 
both as she groaned on under him, opening her legs wide out over the bed to 
give him greater access to the ravishing of her loins. 

Dick could both sense and feel his cock growing inside her until he felt as 
though it might burst from the exquisite pleasure building up in his balls 
as they slapped against her up-turned ass. Knowing that she could soon cum, 
he began ramming into her with long hard strokes in time with his finger 
digging into her asshole to excite her more. He knew she was near completion 
as she gripped him tight between her thighs, opening and closing them around 
him in time to his long, hard thrusts into her. She gurgled beneath him, the 
sound coming from deep within her throat as though he had no control over 
it. He knew she was near and he continued his merciless thrusting with all 
his strength. 

"Ohhhh ... yes ... fuck me goood ... hick me ... yes ... yeeeeeesssss ... " 
Valerie mumbled incoherently beneath him, wallowing in the obscene sound of 
the words coming out of her mouth. 

She jackknifed her legs up tight, pressing her knees back hard into her 
breasts and offering him the full opening of her upraised crotch. Her eyes 
rolled uncontrollably in her head, her face contorted and straining for the 
final explosion so near. She mumbled on and on until the sounds coming from 
her throat were a mass of jumbled unintelligible syllables whose meaning was 
known only to herself. She pulled back her thighs tighter until the whole of 
her stretched pink Vaginal slit was presented up to him to batter and use as 
he willed. Her ankles locked over his shoulders, her crotch squirming 
beneath him in a wild uninhibited dance of abandoned ecstasy. Her mouth hung 
open wide, unseeing eyes gazed wide at the ceiling. 

Valerie screamed suddenly, a low animal sound as she screwed her wildly 
clenching pussy hard up on his thrusting cock and locked herself to him with 
all the strength of the thighs while her loins jerked spasmodically against 
his belly. She held her breath for a moment and then expelled it as though 
hit in the stomach by a sold fist, her body collapsing limply down into the 
mattress. She lay still, except for the uncontrollable quivering of her 
pussy still locked tightly around his tortured prick. He pushed deep into 
her and then lay quiet, allowing her to rest for a moment. 

"Mmmmmm ... " she cooed. "That was wonderful ... " 

"You're not finished yet," Dick answered, pulling back and sliding his 
hardness wetly out of the soft warmth of her pussy. As he rolled from the 
softness of her body over onto his back, thin sticky trails of her orgasm 
followed his cock across her thigh. He lay with his rigidity pointed 
straight up at the ceiling and reached out for her, pulling her on top of 
him, forcing her down on the bed until her face lay directly over his 
cannon-like prick. 

She reached up with her hand and began to stroke him, sliding the loose 
flesh up and down in a slow, magical rhythm that caused his ache to increase 
almost beyond endurance. She rose to her knees and hovered over him on all 
fours, her face a scant few inches from the throbbing moist head of his 
prick. She held it tightly between both hands, stroking it between the flat 
of her palms in a teasing up and down motion that caused his loins to 
undulate in time to her maddening rhythm. 

"Suck it, baby!" he ordered. "Suck it good!" 

Valerie had completely forgotten about Robert, now. All she cared about was 
seeing that Dick got what he wanted. Never had she been so satisfied before 
... and now, she wanted to have his cock in her mouth, swallowing him, 
filling her belly with his cum. 

Her head dropped slowly toward the hardness of him and suddenly her tongue 
flicked forward, the tip boring teasingly into the wetness of the tiny gland 
on the end. He sucked his breath in from the sudden unexpected contact. 
Chills rippled along the back of his spine, bringing a groan from his lips. 
She brought her mouth down all the way and enclosed the whole of the 
sensitive head in a moist, warm pressure. Her lips tightened like an elastic 
band around it just below the head, wrapping it completely inside the warm 
wet cavern of her mouth. 

Dick lifted his head from the bed and looked down at Valerie's bobbing head. 
The sight of his hard shaft of flesh sunk halfway between her ovaled lips 
increased the sensations a thousand times. It was still wet from the juices 
of her orgasm and glistened like the stump of a wet tree along the part she 
had not yet taken between her soft, moistened lips. She massaged the soft 
resilient skin of his testicles gently with one hand and stroked the base of 
his cock between the thumb and forefinger of the other as she began to suck 
rhythmically up and down. 

He could feel the softness of her tongue twirling maddenly around it at the 
apex of the withdrawal, the tip flicking magically across the tiny opening 
of the gland on the end. He flexed his buttocks, his head still raised, 
watching the top of her head bobbing up and down below. The sight of her 
labors made it all the more exciting for him. 

Great swirls of heat were building deep in his balls as he watched her face 
working above his sweating loins. He could see tiny rivulets of sweat 
rolling in thin droplets from the side of her body as she bucked over him 
like a demon gone mad. The muscles of his stomach tightened until he thought 
they would snap from the pressure as he arched his back up off the bed 
pushing eyen further between her lips. 

Thin pink ridges of flesh pulled out from her mouth, clinging greedily to 
his thrusting cock. 

Dick groaned above her flailing head and rammed deep into her throat, 
holding her head in the prison of his heavy hands like a steel band. His 
cock began a sudden jerking motion and spewed with a vengeance the hot jets 
of his cum deep into her throat. 

Valerie groaned as she continued sucking and her Adam's apple bobbed in 
rapid rhythm swallowing the gushing sperm squirting hotly into the warm 
moistness of her mouth. She clasped her lips in a tight elastic ring around 
the jerking instrument, swirling her tongue around and around the throbbing 
head. She wanted to suck it dry and his groans of pleasure incited her to 
greater effort. It continued for almost an eternity and she thought it would 
never end until finally the hands clamped at the sides of her face fell away 
and the giant throbbing cock gave one last hot spurt of its depleted seminal 
fluid and stopped. 

She had sucked him dry. 

And as his now limp cock slipped obscenely from her mouth, reality began to 
slowly creep back into Valerie's mind. She realized for the first time that 
she had completely given herself once more to this man just as he had wanted 
her to and had gotten lost in it again. 

But why wasn't Robert home, she thought. Something had gone wrong with her 
plan. She got up from the bed and wrapped the dropped peignoir around her 
shoulders and started out of the room. 

"Going somewhere?" Dick asked. 

"I ... I want to check ... " she started to answer. 

"If you're worried about your husband, don't be. He won't be home for some 
time now. I made sure of that." 

"I don't understand," Valerie said. "What do you mean?" 

"Well, when you invited me here this morning, I made sure we wouldn't be 
interrupted." 

"How did you make sure?" Valerie insisted, tired of his beating around the 
bush. 

"Simple. Since you were kind enough to invite me here for a good fucking 
session, I had my wife invite Robert over to our house. So you see, 
everyone's having a good evening!" 

Valerie was silent for a brief second and then the room was filled with the 
sound of her laughter. 

"Oh, this is too much!" she shrieked, doubling over with laughter. "Too 
much!" 

And Dick, mistaking her laughter for happiness, got off the bed and walked 
over to where she stood and parting the sheer material of her gown, thrust 
several fingers up between her still moistened thighs. 

"Come on, baby ... " he whispered seductively. "We're just getting started." 

How many times and how many ways he fucked her that night Valerie couldn't 
later remember, but what the hell, she had asked for it. She had really 
asked for it! 

Chapter Nine 

Valerie turned off the water in the shower and pulled on the white 
terrycloth robe that hung on the wall next to the stall shower. And grabbing 
a towel to wrap around her wet hair, picked up the ringing telephone. 

"Hello," she said, holding the telephone receiver between her shoulder and 
her chin, wrapping the towel turban style around her hair. 

"Listen, Valerie," Robert's voice came back at her. "Don't bother about 
dinner tonight. We're going out. Lay out my dinner jacket and wear something 
sharp. I'll be home at seven. Be ready, okay?" 

Valerie felt a wave of happiness come over her that had been missing for 
some time. 

"Of course, Bob," she answered. "I'll be ready when you get home. But where 
are we going ... and what's the occasion?" she asked, not really caring, 
just pleased that she and Robert would go out together again. 

"The occasion is my probably landing the biggest account of my career. We're 
having dinner with Dick Kelly and his wife," the information landed on her 
disappointed ears. 

"Oh, Robert," she lied to him. "I don't know if I can. I really don't feel 
very well and ... " 

"Listen, I don't know what's wrong with you," he interrupted her. "But 
you're going tonight whether you like it or not. I'm not letting you louse 
up my chances for this promotion. Now you be ready at seven!" and he hung 
up. 

Valerie put the receiver back on the phone and walked into the bedroom. Oh 
God, she thought. She wasn't going to be able to go through with it. The 
thought of having to face Dick Kelly and his wife again after all they had 
put her through made her tremble. She was sure Robert would be able to sense 
something was wrong and that the evening would be a disaster, but when 
Robert came home at seven, she was ready to go. 

As they rode along in the car, neither of them said a word to each other. 
Valerie looked for some sign that Robert might know what she had been doing 
with his client, Dick Kelly and that she knew about him and Connie, but 
there was nothing there to indicate such knowledge. But still, she was 
worried. She was sure that the evening could lead to no good. After Robert 
had called her that morning, she had hoped that there would be other couples 
at the dinner, perhaps Gail and Ron, but when she asked Robert before they 
left the house together, he told her that it would be just the four of them. 
And that was the last words either of them had exchanged so far. 

Valerie tried to think of something else, but her mind kept coming back to 
the same thing. She pulled a compact out of her purse and examined herself 
in the tiny mirror. The low cut gown she was wearing revealed a great deal 
of her well formed cleavage. She had originally had on a much less revealing 
dress, hut Robert said it made her look matronly and had her change to the 
yellow silk she was now wearing. She wished there was some way she could 
cover herself up, knowing that Dick was sure to make some sort of comment 
about her neckline, but Robert had even refused to let her bring her knitted 
shawl with her. 

"What the hell do you want to wear that for?" he had asked. "It makes you 
look like an old lady." 

As Robert pulled the Pontiac into the Kelly's driveway he turned to Valerie 
and gave her a long hard stare. Valerie sat looking straight ahead, afraid 
of what he was thinking. It seemed that paranoia was the word of the day 
now. Every look, every strange expression was a threat to her existence as 
his wife. She knew it couldn't continue much longer. Soon, it would all have 
to come to a head. 

"When we get inside," he started, "you just play the perfect wife. I'll take 
care of everything else, understand?" 

"Yes, Robert." she answered as the butler came out of the house to help her 
out of the car. 

"Good Evening, madam," he said as be opened the door and gave Valerie his 
hand. As she bent forward to get out of the car, she caught a quick glance 
of the butler looking straight down into her low-cut dress. 

"My God," she thought. "Is that all any one thinks about in this house?" 

Robert came around the car and taking Valerie's arm led her up to the front 
door where Dick Kelly stood waiting for them. 

"Well, good to see you two again. Come on in, Bob." be said stepping out of 
the way to let them pass. And as Valerie passed by him, his hand touched and 
caressed over the firm cheeks of her buttocks for the briefest second. 
Robert didn't take notice at Valerie's slight jump as he was too busy taking 
in the view across the room. 

There stood Connie wearing a skin tight gold lam jumpsuit. The neckline cut 
from the shoulders to the navel in a huge revealing Vee so that the edge of 
the metallic material covered only one half of each firm round breast. The 
pants left nothing to the imagination as they clung so tightly to her full 
blown figure that even from across the room, Robert was able to make out the 
outline of her crotch pushing against the yellow cloth and wryly thought, 'A 
prize worth having ... a real golden sheathed cunt!' 

When Valerie saw her, she had to cover her mouth with her hand to stifle the 
gasp coming out. She had never seen anything like it before. The closest 
thing she had even seen to match it was a dancer's costume at a nightclub in 
Paris when she and Robert were on their honeymoon. 

"Good Evening," Connie said softly from her pose against the fireplace. 
"Welcome back!" Valerie caught the look that went back and forth between 
Connie and Robert and stood furious as Robert walked away from her and made 
a beeline for Connie. Dick walked up behind Valerie and possessively, as 
though he now owned her, ran his hand up the back of her thighs to the crack 
of her buttocks. Valerie spun around to face him, wanting to slap him hard 
across the face but realized she couldn't. 

"May I get you two a drink?" he offered. 

As Dick went to the bar to fix the drinks, Valerie sat watching Robert make 
a fool of himself over Connie. She couldn't believe it. Connie was certainly 
a good looking woman and she did have the figure of a woman half her age, 
but other than that she was so cheap, so tawdry about her appearance ... the 
sort of woman a man like Dick falls for ... yes, they were the perfect 
couple, she thought. 

Dinner was a huge success for everyone but Valerie. Robert spent the entire 
meal fawning over Connie. Amusing her with stories about his college days 
and about some of his other accounts while Valerie spent most of her time 
picking at the food and trying to escape Dick's searching hands under the 
table. By the time the meal was over, Valerie was exhausted and ready to 
leave, but she knew that Dick and Robert still had to talk business and she 
would probably be left alone with Connie. Just the thought of it turned her 
stomach. 

"Well," Dick said, patting his full stomach. 

"Why don't we have our coffee and brandy in the living room." He rose from 
the table and pulled Valerie's chair out for her taking her by the arm and 
leading her into the other room while Robert took Connie's arm and followed 
them in. 

"If you will excuse me," Valerie said, "I'd like to use the powder room to 
freshen up a bit." And with that, turned and went up the stairs to the 
second floor leaving Robert with Dick and Connie. 

As soon as Valerie was out of the room, Connie guided Robert to the huge 
over-sized white sofa and sat down next to him. Her arms slipped around his 
shoulders and her mouth covered his, her tongue slipping from between her 
lips and digging into his mouth. 

Robert pulled back, nervously glancing at Dick who stood just a few feet 
away from where they sat. 

"Connie ... " he said in mock-shocked tones "I ... I don't understand ... 
your husband ..." 

Dick roared with laughter at Robert's performance. 

"Don't worry about me," he chuckled. "I've known about you two since the 
first time you came here! No reason for you to stop now." 

"What?" Robert asked incredulously. "You mean you've known all along what 
we've been doing? And you don't care?" 

"Why should he care?" Connie jumped into the conversation. "I mean after 
all, he's been getting his from Valerie. So, why shouldn't I have my fun 
too?" 

Robert sat shocked. 

"What do you mean he's been getting his from Valerie? Getting what? What?" 
he yelled shaking Connie by the shoulders. "Getting what?" 

"Hey, take it easy!" Connie said, trying to calm him down. "Getting his" 
means he's been getting laid at your house while you've been getting laid 
here. Does that make it clear for you?" 

"What is this. Some kind of put-on?" Robert asked. "Look, I know my wife and 
she just isn't the type ... to do that sort of thing." 

"Listen, Robert," Connie went on. "I've got a little story to tell you. Do 
you remember the day we made it together at Dick's suite at the hotel? Well, 
after you left Dick came out of the bedroom where he had been all along. And 
right behind him was your sweet little innocent wife. Don't interrupt me! 
Your wife and my husband had been using the room before we came in. That's 
right little man. Valerie and Dick had been fucking each other silly that 
afternoon. And she sure as hell liked it from the look on her face when she 
came out of the bedroom. And do you know what?" she continued, letting her 
hands fall on Robert's body, caressing him softly as she spoke. "Your little 
wife not only likes other men, but she's not at all put off by a good 
looking woman, either. Since she was already warmed up by Dick's good hard 
cock and her emit was well lubricated, I had no trouble getting several 
fingers up inside her and boy,, does she know how to respond. Now don't get 
me wrong. I'm no lesbian, but I enjoy a little change every now and then and 
your little wife is about the best change I've had in a long time. She not 
only enjoyed me, but she held my face prisoner in her stretched pussy for so 
long I thought I might not ever see the outside world again! And when I 
finished with her and Dick had his cock back up inside her, fucking her for 
all she was worth, I lowered my snatch on her face and she ate me like she 
hadn't had a meal for weeks. I haven't had such a good sucking out since my 
honey moon." She turned to Dick. "No offense dear, but let's face it. You 
have been a little slack in that department. And so, since that day, little 
Valerie has been hopping on Dick's stick every chance she got. Why do you 
think I called you over here the other day? Because Valerie had invited Dick 
to your house and we wanted to make sure that their fucking wasn't 
interrupted. And now, we think it's foolish for us to be wasting what should 
be a very interesting evening just to save a little pride. Don't you think 
so?" 

Robert sat staring at Connie, his mouth hanging open wide. He couldn't 
believe what he just heard. 

"This is fantastic!" You made all that up, didn't you?" 

"No Robert," Connie said sternly. "I don't have to make up anything when the 
truth is so much more interesting." 

"Yes, Robert," Dick interrupted. "Now that you're going to be handling my 
account, I do think everything should be above the table, that is, at least 
the conversations should be." he quipped, laughing at his own joke. "But, 
just to make sure you believe us, you might be interested in my knowing 
about this little mole that Valerie has right on the inside of her left 
thigh. Just about half an inch from her left-cunt lip, if you'll pardon my 
medical terminology. And lovely cunt lips, they are, too, I might add." 

But all Robert had heard was that the Kelly account was his. He had what he 
wanted. If it meant a little work for Valerie too, that's what a wife was 
for. 

By this time, Connie's hands were resting on top of the now growing bulge in 
Robert's pants. She kneaded into the material softly, waiting for him to 
respond. And in just another second, it dawned on him that what these two 
waited was what he had better give them. He turned to Connie and taking her 
face in his hands forced his tongue deep into the entrance of her throat. 
Her hands worked furiously at his groin, pulling down his zipper and freeing 
his growing cock from the confines of his boxer shorts. His stiff member 
popped up out of the material and her soft fingers slipped the foreskin back 
over the head exposing the sensitive red tip to the warm air in the room. 

Robert lifted his head from Connie's and got up from the sofa and stood 
directly in front of her. Her hand still clutched as his now fully erect 
prick and he guided the tip of it up against her parted lips. 

"Okay, baby," he said lewdly. "Suck it! And with that, he grabbed the back 
of her head and rammed the full length of his cock deep into the warm, wet 
cavern of her awaiting mouth. As Connie sucked voraciously on his cock 
Robert busied himself, removing his jacket and shift, undoing his belt and 
letting his pants drop to the floor. He kicked off his patent leather pumps 
and stepped out of the crumpled pants pushing them out of the way with his 
foot. He stood there, an obscene spectacle; his huge vein lined prick 
sticking out of his underwear and disappearing into Connie's grasping mouth. 
He bent down over her head and undid the zipper at the back of her jump 
suit, pulling it down to her waist. 

"Come on," he said, panting for more. "Let's get you out of that thing so my 
cock can get where it belongs!" 

He pulled back out of her mouth, his stiff cock bobbing in the air and 
pulled her to her feet. Her clothes were off in a matter of a second and she 
stood there wearing only a pair of brief black silk panties that had no 
crotch. Her soft, hairlined pussy exposed, surrounded by soft black lace. He 
pushed her down to the floor and without wasting any time, jumped on top of 
her. His massive prick touched the pink lips of her cunt and he could feel 
the burning fire that was torturing her insides. "Ooooobhh ... " she moaned 
softly as the smooth rubbery head touched the waiting opening. 

He paused for a second, gently rocking back and forth on top of her, teasing 
the quivering opening and then suddenly thrust his rigid tool deep into the 
burning cavern between her open thighs. 

"AH ... aaaahhh ... aaahhhhhhhhbhh!!!! she crooned as he filled her with his 
throbbing prick. 

Just a few feet away, Dick stood watching their performance, his prick 
already out of his pants, his hand working furiously back and forth as it 
grew harder and harder every second. He would be soon getting his, he knew 
and he wanted to be ready when the little bitch came back into. the room. 
Soon, his cock was fully grown, his hand just barely able to surround it and 
he pulled his foreskin back and forth as small pearls of moisture appeared 
at the tip. 

Robert's mouth spread to a wide ecstatic grin as the wet slippery walls of 
Connie's cunt enfolded over his throbbing cock, sucking at it with the 
clenching muscles of desire. He sighed, his mouth wide open as he slid 
deeper and deeper into her fiery passage until he completely filled her. He 
could feel her whole body twitching underneath him as he began to stroke 
rhythmically, feeling the hard contact of her pelvis smacking into his as he 
drove his prick in and out. 

Connie moved in perfect time with him, pushing and dropping her hips as his 
light groans of ecstatic pleasure spurred her to higher and higher heights 
of passion. 

As Valerie was coming down the stairs, she thought she heard rather strange 
sounds coming from the living room but didn't think much about it. All she 
wanted to do was get out of this place as soon as possible. But she was in 
for a big surprise. As she walked through the entrance to the room, there on 
the floor were Connie and Robert fucking furiously as if there were no one 
around. But just beside them stood Dick, furiously pulling at his huge 
erection, a contorted look of cruel. desire on his face. 

"Oh, God," Valerie hissed as the spectacle hit her square in the face. "Oh, 
my God!" But before she could do anything, Dick was standing in front of 
her, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her into the room. 

She was unable to protest and make any move to stop him. She allowed herself 
to be led like a child and when he started undressing her, she made no move 
to stop him. Her clothes were off in a matter of moments, but she did not 
care anymore. The sudden shock had killed all but the tiny quiver that 
suddenly rippled, between her legs. She could not take her eyes off the two 
bodies coupled on the floor, fucking furiously at each other. Suddenly, Dick 
stood in front of her, his huge erection pointing straight at her like some 
menacing tool of torture and her eyes glazed over smokily as the lewd 
sensation of desire shot through her like a thunder bolt. 

He led her further into the room until they stood directly in front of 
Robert and Connie. Robert looked up and never stopping his relentless 
stroking into Connie said, "Show the man a good time, Val. But then I guess 
you're used to that already!" and returned his attention to Connie. 

Dick lowered Valerie to the floor spreading her legs and crouching between 
them. She felt the flat palms of his sweating hands pushing against the 
softness of her inner thighs, holding them wide apart. She watched as he 
slowly lowered his head. 

"Oooohhhh," she moaned as his moist lips closed over the soft mound at the 
base of her belly. His face disappeared as he placed wet tickling kisses on 
the still tightly closed aperture of her vagina, his tongue flicking 
hungrily at the sudden quivering opening. Her head rolled from side to side 
on the floor at his hot searing tongue shot out, its soft lips sucked at the 
warm tender folds. She groaned from deep in her throat as the hot probing 
tip worked its way around the elastic rimmed opening of her clasping vagina 
and into the crevice of her involuntarily flexing buttocks where it stopped 
momentarily to wetly caress the tight throbbing little rectum nestled 
tantalizingly between the firm, full moons. 

Dick worked at her, knowing that soon she would drop her prim exterior and 
be bucking and jerking for more under him. And then he would have her where 
he wanted her once more. She would be begging for him to do the most obscene 
things to her. He smiled to himself as he felt her hands reach 
uncontrollably down, guiding his face back up to the palpitating opening of 
her cunt. 

"So soon?" he thought to himself as he lifted his face up to her slowly 
gyrating pussy. "Must be getting better than I thought!" 

He let her force him this time, pressing his mouth directly over the tight 
little hole in her squirming crotch As his lips rounded and covered the 
clasping opening, he thrust his tongue deep down into it, bringing a low 
guttural groan from her while soft inner thighs closed convulsively around 
his head. 

A few feet away, Connie gasped as she drove herself toward a frenzy of 
sexual desire, using. every straining muscle in her tortured body to meet 
the demands of Robert's hardened cock as it drove in and out of her aching 
cunt. She dug her fingernails into his back, drawing a small trickle of 
blood as she tried to pull him deeper into the already widely stretched 
cavern that ached with a crazed desire for more and more of this man who had 
suddenly become her life. 

And Robert wanted to hear her beg. He suddenly drove his massive cock deeper 
into her, using his buttocks as a pile-driver. His huge prick was a weapon 
and he could punish her with it. 

"Aaaah hhh!" she groaned out. "More ... give me more ... more!" 

Robert pushed even deeper, feeling the smooth leathery tip of his cock 
pushing up tight against her cervix. He moved to reposition, using his hands 
to lift the quivering flesh of her smooth round buttocks and she responded 
by wrapping her legs around his back and locking her ankles tight together 
to hold him in her. As he drove into her, his fingers spread the clenching 
flesh of her quivering white bottom, stretching the tight brown ring of her 
tiny twitching anus. 

"Aaaabhhh!" she groaned out. "More ... give ..." 

Connie moaned as he moistened his finger with the lubricating juices 
spilling out of her cunt and slid it along the sensitive flesh between her 
pussy and her ass hole. He probed at the elastic opening, making her cry out 
at the strange, obscene sensation. Suddenly, he slid the finger all the way 
into her tightly resistant rectum and she cried out, half in pain, half in 
pleasure. He knew she was no virgin there like Valerie, his wife, had been 
and angrily rotated his finger back and forth, scraping at the soft brown, 
yielding flesh, punishing her for having done it before. 

By this time Dick had grown tired of sucking at Valerie's cunt. He wanted to 
mount her, to drive his rock hard cock deep into her womb until he filled 
her entire being with his masculinity. He pulled himself up on top of her, 
the huge head of his prick pressed tightly against her now well-moistened 
opening. Valerie felt the lips around her throbbing vagina open. The elastic 
rimmed tightness resisted for a moment, then gave way before the hard cruel 
pressure. The pain was harsh and she mechanically resisted for a moment, 
emitting a long, low groan from deep within her throat. 

Dick shoved again and forced his way in a fraction of an inch. And then he 
wanted to hear her scream out for mercy. He rammed forward with everything 
he had, sinking the lust inflated cock all the way to the hilt. He could 
feel his balls slap tightly against her jerking anus that screwed itself 
Into the rug vainly attempting to escape the cruel sudden impalement. Her 
legs jerked out wide on either wide of them. 

"Noooooo! Noooooooo!" she screamed, impaled helplessly beneath him. With 
each jerk, the huge head seemed to burrow deeper into her. His outstretched 
arms pinned her shoulders to the floor, his wide-spread knees held her 
thighs split far apart. The plunging rod felt as though it was coming out 
her throat as its blood filled head pressed hard into her. 

"That's it, Dick!" Robert yelled across the room at him. "Give it to her 
good. She's been a little uppity lately anyway. Let's teach the little 
ladies who's boss in our families!" 

Dick waited a moment and then thrust into her once more. 

"Ooohhhhh ... " she whimpered, lost on the fine line between pleasure and 
pain. 

"Oooooooohbh ... " as the buried cock expanded more, stretching the narrow 
passage walls farther apart. Dick watched her nostrils flaring in time to 
his plunges. Soft mewing sounds of pleasure came from her open mouth in time 
to his ministrations. 

"Ooooooooooohhhhhhbhhh ... yes ... yes ... yes ... " she sighed, as her wet 
clasping cunt began a soft opening and closing clenching motion around his 
pulsating member. 

Dick began slow rhythmic throbs into the writhing girl beneath him. He could 
hardly contain himself as her grunts of pleasure sounded through the room. 
Her head rolled from side to side as her hips began a slow involuntary roll 
beneath his impaling rod. 

Valerie's body started to come alive again. The pain diminished and in its 
place was a maddening electric tingle that began deep within her womb and 
seeped relentlessly through the raw nerve ends of her flesh. She rotated her 
hips from side to side around the pole-like prick. It felt as though it had 
a heart imbedded in the palpitating head whose heat against her inner 
passage was becoming a part of her being. She was one with It. She and Dick 
were one fleshy mass of sensation, merged together in uncontrollable lust. 

Dick could hardly contain himself as he felt her pelvis screwing up against 
the length of his rock hard penis Tiny contracting muscles inside her cunt 
nibbled hungrily at the inflated head. The dilated lips between her 
hair-lined pink slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down the rod 
for several inches and then nibbling slowly back up, buffering her soft 
pubic fleece tightly up against his pubic hair, embedding the full length of 
him deep into her warm white belly. He stayed perfectly still, letting her 
quivering body pump up and down on his rigid piston. 

And then without warning, Dick seemed to go berserk. He reached back, 
grabbing her ankles and pushing them brutally back over her shoulders until 
she was rolled up into a tight round ball of helplessness beneath him. Her 
knees were pushed back tightly over her shoulders against the floor on 
either side of her head, the wide spread split between her legs completely 
open to his desire. He began long hard strokes into the streaming passage 
that was now wet and slippery, withdrawing the head until just the tip was 
inside the hot clammy opening and then thrusting forward hard with his hips 
until his balls were screwed tightly against the wide split crack of her 
buttocks. 

Valerie groaned helplessly as her exposed cunt was plundered again almost 
beyond endurance. He was driving her mercilessly down against the floor with 
each jack-hammer thrust and she couldn't fight from her. hopeless position. 
She could feel the giant head sliding up and the hot slap of his soft 
hair-covered balls against her anus as he jerked forward on the down stroke. 

The hardwood floor beneath the rug under them creaked loudly; in time, to 
the two groups of tightly entwined bodies struggling wildly against each 
other. The sounds of deep straining grunts and groans filled the room mixing 
with those coming from Robert and Connie who by now had moved several feet 
closer in the throws of their crazed sexual encounter. 

Valerie's hands reached up from under her legs and clawed a red streak down 
Dick's desperately pumping behind and she pulled him deep and thrust her 
groin up hard to skewer herself deliciously on the driving hot flesh of his 
pumping cock. 

"You hot little bitch!" Dick whispered hoarsely down at her writhing body. 
"Hot little bitch!" as he ceaselessly rammed himself into her with long 
cruel jabs. He could feel the hot white cum building up inside his heated 
balls as they beat hard against her up-turned ass. He was ready to explode. 

Connie could hardly stand the duel fucking she was getting from Robert. One 
in her cunt from his huge rock-hard cock and the other in her ass as he 
ground several fingers into her, twisting and thrusting into the tight 
elastic opening with harsh, cruel jabs. 

The swollen walls of her pussy could hardly bear the fantastic excitement of 
his rigid cock driving back and forth inside, while his fingers pulled at 
the very center of her being. She bucked harder as he fucked her, clenching 
him tightly with her long, slim legs straining to draw him deeper. 

Her face contorted in a lewd mask of ecstatic pleasure and pain as she threw 
her head back and forth on the bed, unaware of anything but the roaring fire 
that burned throughout her sex-crazed body. 

Above her, Robert jerked his fingers out of her anus and slid one of them 
into her quivering pink lips of her cunt beside his swollen cock. But when 
it slipped in easily, he pulled it back out and thrust three in with his 
driving rod, stretching her until she could stand it no more. 

"OH GOD! ... God! ... I'm cumming... cumming!" Connie screamed. "I'm 
cumming!" 

And then suddenly as though the words had come from her mouth, Valerie's 
body also began vibrating uncontrollably ... greater moisture trickling from 
her cunt, drowning Dick's cock with its sticky warmth and trickling down the 
crevice of her ass. 

Robert could hardly stay on top of Connie as she suddenly bucked like a wild 
horse, filling her pussy with its burning wetness. 

He grabbed her quivering flesh as hard as he could, thrusting again and 
again, until his balls suddenly exploded, shooting his corn along the 
underside of his thick cock until it burst free into her cunt, joining her 
juices deep in her quivering belly. 

Dick let out an uncontrollable yell as his hot white liquid began;. shooting 
into Valerie like burning fire, ricocheting around inside her dilated 
stomach like streams of molten lava. Her cunt clasped around it, erupting in 
answer and again spilling her own white hot cum into the already drowning 
cavern of her quivering passage, 

The only sound left in the room was of heavy breathing and then first one 
loud sucking noise as Dick pulled quickly out of Valerie's grasping cunt and 
then another as Robert pulled out of Connie's. 

The two men stood up, slowly and turned to face each other. 

"Well," Robert said panting, "I can see why my wife's been coming to you. 
You fucked her like a wild horse." 

"My Mend," Dick answered. "By the looks of Connie you don't do so bad 
yourself. How about a drink?" 

Dick led Robert over to the bar where he poured two large brandies, leaving 
both women still writhing in the after-throes of ecstasy on the floor. As 
they both took long gulps of the warm liquid, Connie lifted her head from 
the floor, her long hair in matted clumps around her face. 

"Hey!" she yelled over at the two men. "How about some of that for a thirsty 
lady?" Dick laughed good-naturedly and poured a stiff snifter full and the 
two men walked over to her. 

"Thanks," she said as Dick handed the glass to her. "Cheers!" Robert 
extended his hand and helped Connie to her feet. The three of them stood 
there, completely naked, staring down at Valerie's naked body still writhing 
sensuously on the floor. 

"It looks like Valerie could stand a little more, gentlemen." Connie said 
with a broad smile. "And besides, I enjoy a little entertainment." And with 
that, she settled on the sofa, sipping at her brandy. "Well?" she asked. "Do 
I get my show or not?" 

Dick looked at Robert. to see if there might be any trace of doubt or anger 
in his face, but all he could see was eager anticipation. 

Both men walked over to Valerie's limp body and stood by her and Robert 
prodded her in the side with his toes. 

"Turn over," he commanded. 

Valerie without the slightest resistance rolled her ravished body over on 
the prickly rug, resting heavily on her stomach. 

"Now, kneel," he commanded to the half conscious girl. Valerie kneeled up, 
panting and rested for a moment on all fours, her buttocks waving high in 
the air behind her,, her face pushed into the carpet. Her eyes heavily 
glazed as if she were in some sort of trance. 

"Take your choice," Robert offered Dick. "Front or rear." 

"Well," Dick said. "Since I just had some of the bottom portion, why don't I 
plug up her face for a while!" And he knelt down on the floor directly in 
front of Valerie's bowed head. 

"Come on honey, Dick's got something for you," he said lifting her up so 
that her arms supported her weight, her face directly opposite his half-limp 
cock. 

Valerie felt heavy hands on her hips from someone kneeling behind and 
between her open thighs. She waved the stretched moons of her buttocks back 
at him, feeling the blunt end of his cock pressing into the now moisture 
drenched slit in her crotch. With a grunt, Robert shoved cruelly forward, 
burying his cock deep up her crevice, causing her to jump forward in 
surprise at the sudden lunge. Her face ran head on into Dick's erect, 
waiting cock that rammed without warning into her gaping mouth. He grasped 
both sides of her head in a vice-like grip between his hands and held firm. 

He began sawing into her face viciously like it was a second delicious cunt. 
Valerie gagged as he rammed it half-way down her throat, the full length 
disappearing into her ovaled lips almost to the hilt. His balls slapped 
harshly against her chin, the soft fuzz covering them tickling like a light 
airy feather. She struggled to breathe, catching small gasps of air on the 
out-stroke. 

"Uuuuunnnnnn ... " she groaned as they buffeted her back and forth like a 
rag doll between them, using her helpless body as a receptacle into which 
they could pump their burning sperm at will. She was no longer human but a 
great mass of flaccid tingling flesh. 

But then, the very helplessness of her position flickered through her mind. 
The mental picture of her body being fucked between two excited men excited 
her almost beyond all endurance. The hunger in her belly began raging out of 
control again. She began to undulate her buttocks in tiny circles, squeezing 
with her cunt muscles at the fleshy staff boring into her and sucking 
voraciously at the hardened cock in her mouth; her cheeks hollowing and 
filling with his cruel thrusts. Her tongue licked wildly at the blood filled 
head, the tip probing hotly into the gland on the end. She wanted it to 
shoot in her mouth. She wanted to swallow it and feel it running down her 
throat until her stomach was as filled as her cunt. 

And in a short moment later, her wish came true. 

Simultaneously with the rising tide of her building orgasm, she felt the 
cock fucking into her from behind, inflate and begin spewing its white hot 
load deep into her clasping cunt. It bounced around inside and trickled from 
the hair covered lips down into the matted hair of Robert's stomach. His 
balls pressed tightly against her exposed clit, causing her body to jerk 
convulsively forward, burying the cock in her mouth to the hilt. It too 
exploded, flooding her throat with the delicious pungent liquid, her cheeks 
expanded like a balloon to keep from choking on the great gushes that 
spurted without stopping deep into her throat. She swallowed Dick's cum in 
hungry gulps fastening her lips like an elastic ring tightly around the 
ejaculating rod, fearful of losing even one drop of the precious fluid. 
Small droplets ran from the corners of her mouth as he dropped to the floor 
in front of her and his deflated penis flopped lifelessly from her still 
sucking mouth. 

She pushed her buttocks back against the still squirting cock in her cunt 
and with a scream from between clenched teeth, felt her own body explode 
into what seemed a thousand tiny sparks. Her strength was suddenly gone and 
she too collapsed forward on the floor as Robert's cock slipped limply from 
her sperm drenched pussy, gushes of cool air rushed into the unplugged 
opening. 

As Robert looked over at Connie on the sofa, Dick was already sitting next 
to her, several fingers exploring her cunt. 

"Well, Robert," Dick said, grinning, "Welcome to the Kelly Household 
Products Family." And then, motioning to the empty section of sofa on the 
other side of Connie, "Care to join me in another round?" 

Chapter Ten 

The party was being given by June Sedgwick and only the top agency people in 
New York were invited. It was June's birthday and she was celebrating in a 
style to which she was more than accustomed, being the one woman in New York 
who could make or break just about anyone in advertising. 

The agencies either trembled or applauded at the sound of her name, for it 
was she who either supplied them with their best brains, or stole them out 
from under their noses, placing them in a competitive agency. 

Robert had received her telephone call late the previous evening and had 
been impressed by her invitation. He knew it meant something big. June had 
her eye on him for some reason that couldn't help but be good for him. 

He had been senior account executive at C & W for several months now and he 
and Valerie had bought a large house in Westchester County. Having driven in 
for the party, they now found themselves on the top floor of Sarty's 
restaurant surrounded by executives from every top agency in the city. 

Valerie scanned the room with a jaded eye. She recognized June right away, 
having seen her several times before at similar gatherings. A tall woman, 
wearing an aggressive pink dress and many exotic jewels. 

June whirled about from one of her prize pets to another, finally arriving 
in front of Robert and Valerie with a champagne bottle in one hand. She 
supplied them with glasses and began to pour, spouting a steady stream of 
words as she did so. 

"HI, babies! So glad you're here. Actually, I really wanted to get a good 
look at you again, Bob. You look just the way I remembered you. I have a 
little plan. Now I know you're doing pretty well at C & W these days, but 
how'd you like to do better?" 

Robert's ears picked up as he tried to keep his excitement from showing. 

"I wouldn't mind, June. You know that!" 

"Well, how'd you like to write your own figure over at Rubin and Young? It 
can be arranged!" she said coyly. 

"Rubin and Young?!" Robert repeated-and Valerie could recognize the tone of 
his voice. He'd give a lot more than his eye teeth for that, she knew. She 
slowly sipped her champagne and began to let her mind drift. 

She hoped June would arrange it. She could do with a new mink-or maybe she'd 
hold out for chinchilla this time. Mink was a little "de trop" these days. 

Valerie inspected June's carefully dyed hair, her "smart" spectacles and her 
figure, which was still good. 

"You leave it to me, darling!" June was saying to Robert. "Just you two be 
your own sweet selves. Jerry Rubin is standing right over there let's go say 
hello!" 

The, room had grown even more crowded with advertising people. Girls in 
mini-skirts and pants. suits drank and giggled and men arrived in everything 
from lace to Levi's. 

The three of them pushed their way through the crowd, past huge tables 
overflowing with choice foods including one with an enormous birthday cake 
on it, past the bar which was presided over by three bartenders. Finally, 
they reached the corner where Jerry Rubin stood, nursing a scotch and soda 
and conversing in amicable tones with a young girl in a see-through plastic 
dress. 

As the trio approached him, Jerry looked up and saw first June Sedgwick, 
then Valerie and then Robert. He knew immediately that a deal was in the 
offing and he knew what kind. June had already approached him about Robert's 
possibilities and had not forgotten to mention about Valerie's 
possibilities. And, Robert sounded like the man he needed all right ... even 
worth paying June's stiff fee and the top salary he knew she would demand 
for him. 

The girl he had been talking to left shortly after the introductions had 
been made and soon the two couples were deep in friendly conversation that 
carefully steered away from the real topic on everybody's mind. 

Valerie felt good, in fact, the more champagne she consumed, the better she 
felt. Jenny Rubin was quite charming, she thought and even June was 
beginning to look a little less like a female barracuda to her. She wasn't 
even surprised when she overheard June's stage whisper to Robert. 

"The second door to the left. I'll be waiting, beautiful!" 

A moment later, June had disappeared and shortly after that, Robert excused 
himself and followed her. Valerie yawned politely and handed her glass to 
Jerry for refilling. Since she knew she wouldn't be seeing Robert for at 
least an hour, she might as well enjoy herself, too. 

Jerry filled her champagne glass to the brim. 

"Well, it looks like we're on our own here, my dear," he said gazing down 
into her revealing neckline. 

Valerie lowered her eyelashes at him. She'd be damned if she'd let Robert go 
off and have a go with that career bitch without having a. little fun 
herself. 

"Jerry," she said. "Could we leave this noise. I hate these ad game parties. 
I'll bet you do, too." 

"We all do, Val ... we ah do ... " he answered laughing. 

On the way up in the elevator, Jerry pushed Valerie back against the wall, 
pressing his body against hers and kissing her wetly on the mouth. Valerie 
felt her pulse race. He certainly wasn't wasting any time, she thought. 

The elevator stopped and the door opened. They crossed a small hallway and 
entered another elevator which went up only one flight and then opened 
directly into Jerry's penthouse apartment. A huge Persian cat ran to greet 
them as they entered the living room. 

"A small drink, perhaps?" Jerry asked, going directly to the bar. "More 
champagne? Anything you like ... I know what. How about a little brandy and 
soda?" 

"Mmmmmmm ... " Valerie answered. 

He poured the brandy into two large tumblers and filled them with soda, 
carrying. them to the sofa where Valerie sat waiting for him. 

"Won't that husband of yours be wondering where you are?" he asked, sitting 
close to her. 

"Oh, no ... he'll know I'm in good hands. I don't expect he'll worry much." 
Valerie sipped her brandy and let her head drop back on the sofa. 

Jerry put his arm around her and cupped his large hand over her soft, pliant 
breast. 

"I'm jealous of your dress," he said, kissing her on the smooth globular 
area of her tit that pushed up from the low neckline of her dress. "What 
there is of it, anyway!" 

Valerie turned her body toward his and felt him begin to unzip her dress 
from behind. The brandy raced around inside her, mixing crazily with the 
champagne. She could feel Jerry's cock hardening against her thigh and the 
thought of the adultery she was about to commit began to add to the 
excitement she already felt. She could match Robert any day of the week, she 
thought, as she wondered if he was enjoying his little work-out with June 
Sedgwick. 

Gail had been right all along when she told her all the fun she could have 
been having. How naive I was, she mused. 

She was almost completely undressed now and Jerry was tugging at her bra. 
She reached behind and helped him by undoing the catch. Her large breasts 
bobbed free and Jerry quickly buried his face in the generous mounds, 
kissing the rosy tips and running his tongue along the deep valley between 
them. 

"Beautiful tits ... beautiful ... " he murmured. 

"Couldn't we go somewhere else?" Valerie asked him. "Somewhere more 
comfortable?" She was out of breath already and needed to be lying flat on 
her back where she could let herself go. She could tell it was going to be 
just what she wanted. Jerry was going to know just what to do to please her. 

Jerry stood up and looked down at her half clothed beauty. Her long legs 
were tucked under her, her breasts stuck out proudly and he knew he was 
going to have a good time with those. She was wearing only her panties, a 
garter belt and stockings. 

"What a luscious tid-bit, you are," he said running his tongue across his 
lips. And on an impulse, he bent over and scooped her up in his arms. 

"You don't weigh much considering you're built like that!" he told her as he 
carried her out of the living room. 

The bedroom was cool and dark and Valerie closed her eyes as Jerry put her 
down softly on the bed. It felt good to be stretched out. She could hear the 
rustle of material as Jerry undressed quickly in the darkness. Goose pimples 
were breaking out all over her skin ... partly from the cool air in the room 
and partly by anticipating what Jerry was going to do to heir. 

There was a moment of stillness and she knew Jerry was coming to her. 
Suddenly, hands were undoing her garter belt and pulling at her stockings, 
slipping them down and off. Then something smooth and warm insinuated itself 
between her thighs, parting the soft fleecy hairs of her already moist 
vagina. The long shaft continued down, creating a delicious friction as it 
went. Then it stopped, poised quivering at the entrance to the warm, 
throbbing cunt between her legs. 

"Oh, Jerry," she cried as she reached up to pull him down toward her. She 
felt like she couldn't wait to have him enter her, filling her completely 
with his long thin cock. 

As she spread her legs wider to encourage him, Jerry let himself fall down 
on her, crushing her into the bed. Then an idea came to him. He didn't want 
to enter her yet ... not yet. It would be over too soon that way. He gave a 
grunt and straddling her body, pulled himself up on his knees. 

"What ... ?" Valerie started to ask, but then Jerry was cupping his hands 
behind her head, pulling her face forward. His blunt tipped cock forced 
itself between her smooth, lipstick covered lips, pushing far back into her 
mouth. At first, she gasped. She hadn't expected this! But then Jerry began 
a steady back and forth motion skewering deep into the wet cavern of her 
mouth. Her tongue slipped around the hard roundness of his prick and the 
motion caused her lips to pucker and unpucker around his penetrating shaft. 

"MMmmmmmm ... that's good, baby!" Jerry hissed, "That's real good ... " 

Valerie kept her eyes squeezed closed and received the buffeting of Jerry's 
cock, dipping wetly into her. throat. She felt the slapping warmth of his 
balls against her chin as he continued his impassioned onslaught. 

The very lewdness of their positions increased Valerie's excitement and she 
began to writhe beneath him, twisting her body back and forth between his 
knees, humping herself up so that her stomach pushed against his rocking 
buttocks. Her mouth felt tingly and she began to imagine that it was her 
cunt and that his desire-hardened cock was battering the tip of her womb 
with all its might. She began to suck him into her and to tighten and loosen 
the circle of her mouth around his slippery cudgel. 

"Oh honey ... yeah!" he cried out above, his eyes fastened greedily on his 
hardened rod of flesh as disappeared and reappeared between the soft ovalled 
folds of her lips. 

Way in the back of her mind, Valerie wondered what Robert was doing at that 
moment. Whatever it was, she thought he couldn't be enjoying himself more 
than she was. She was glad she was going to have the opportunity to see 
Jerry a tot-once Robert had moved over to Rubin and Young. 

Robert laughed softly. 

"You're a funny girl, June. You sure do come to the point ... so to speak!" 

June laughed and staggered back against the wall of the small conference 
room pulling Robert back along with her. She had a firm hold on his cock 
which she had boldly freed from his pants. 

"It's a nice fistful, Bob. I'm pleased to do business with you!" 

She stood up on tip toe and planted her lips against his, flicking her 
tongue across his mouth and then pushing it inside. 

Robert bent over and cupped his hands under her firm, full buttocks, lifting 
her small plumpish body from the floor. She released her hold on his 
enormous blood inflated member and threw her arms about his neck and then 
raised her legs so that they encircled his hunched back. 

"What a life!" Robert. was thinking as he hiked her wide skirt up and 
discovered she was naked beneath her dress. Dollar signs danced before his 
eyes as he poked his prick into her grasping pussy. 

"Life is going to be pretty easy from now on in," he figured. "Pretty easy." 

Outside the locked room, the party continued at a furious pace. 

Gail arrived late as usual and looked around for some sign of Valerie. 
Finally she asked the wife of one of Robert's staff if she had seen either 
of them. 

"Oh, yes," she answered. "They were here earlier, but they must have left. I 
haven't seen them for an hour or so. You know," she added. "I really envy 
them. They seem to be such an ideal couple ... so happy together. I wish I 
could say the same for my marriage. I haven't seen my husband since we got 
here!" 

Gail smiled and nodded and turned to look around to see what interesting new 
young men might be floating free, after all, a woman could only go so long 
without a little strange stuff too and, it had been nearly four hours since 
she had been in the rack with that new young executive her husband, had just 
brought into the company. 


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