Melanie quickly forgot about Jimmy. Barry's career prospered and he was traveling more than ever. His absence gave her more freedom. She was grateful to Jimmy for that.
She turned down two invitations from Dustin and one from Walter. She found she got her kicks from strangers. If she saw a man more than a few times she became bored. She loved variety.
If occasionally she craved a more normal life, she wasn't the sort of woman who stayed depressed. She was basically a realist. Life wasn't a bowl of cherries, it was what you made it.
She found she enjoyed going out by herself occasionally and even having dinner alone. She liked good food and wine and enjoyed the attention a lone attractive woman inevitably received.
One night when Barry was out of town she put on her sexiest dress and went downtown to one of the better steak houses in town.
She ordered a good bottle of wine and a T-bone steak with fries. Sometimes food was even better than sex. She sat back, waited for her wine and surveyed the room.
Most of the nearby tables were filled with couples. She was feeling pleasantly high after her first glass of wine when a nice looking young man approached her.
She smiled up at him, quickly calculating his age. He was a year or two younger than she. That sort of thing never bothered Melanie. In fact she found herself drawn to younger men recently.
"Hello."
She batted her eyelashes. "Hello."
"I'm not a masher." He looked so sincere she laughed.
"What a disappointment."
He grinned. "I know what you're thinking. That I'm some fresh young guy on the make."
"Are you?" She gazed up at him boldly.
"Well, yes and no. May I sit down?"
She nodded and he took the seat opposite her. "What does yes and no mean?" she said.
"Yes, I'm on the make when I see a pretty woman like you. But no, I'm not just a fresh young guy." He hesitated. "Actually I got fired today and I'm trying to forget my troubles." He gazed at her anxiously. "I was treating myself to one last good dinner before I hit the pavement. But I'm depressed as hell. I was wondering if you'd help cheer me up."
He smiled so pleasantly Melanie was tempted to pay his check. Instead she poured him some of her wine.
"I'd love it. Here's my food. I'll eat and you talk."
She attacked her steak while he sipped her wine and talked about his ex-boss. She ordered a second bottle of wine and between them they polished it off in record time.
The drunker she became the more amusing the young man was. His name was Wayne and he had a good sense of humor and a sweetness that tugged at her bean.
By the time two hours had passed she knew she would go to bed with him. She had planned to go home and wash her hair, but since Barry was out of town she decided to live it up.
"Do you live near here?" he said.
"Not far. Why?"
"I was hoping you'd invite me over." She hadn't mentioned being married, but he must have noticed her wedding band.
She glanced down at her hand. "You must have noticed I'm married."
He nodded thoughtfully. "Well, my place is out. My roommate's home."
Twisting her ring, she considered taking him home with her. She didn't like bringing men to her home. It seemed indelicate somehow to fuck a strange man in Barry's bed.
"I guess we'll have to say goodbye here," she said.
He leaned closer, taking her hand. "I was just beginning to feel good too. There must be somewhere we can go."
She was tempted to take him home with her. The poor guy had just lost his job. A good hot fuck would do both of them good.
"There's a motel not far from here," he said.
"I couldn't let you spend the money."
"It's not expensive and it's not fancy, but I really want to be with you."
He looked so sincere she couldn't resist. "We'll split the cost."
Actually she liked going to seedy motels. There was something exciting about getting fucked on a mattress that had seen plenty of action. And Wayne was such a nice boy.
She finally agreed to the idea of a motel and before long they left the restaurant for a place down the road. Once they were alone in the motel room everything happened quickly. Wayne approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist.
He planted hot teasing kisses over her neck and ears. Melanie took his hands and moved them a few inches up to her tits.
He groaned and buried his face in her long mane of hair. She felt dizzy and mellow from the wine, and very horny. Since they were so near the bed she slumped down and he followed her.
Suddenly he was on top of her. The sweet, self-effacing young man kissed her boldly. He thrust his slick tongue into her mouth and groped for the buttons on her dress. Reaching inside, he clutched her tits, fondling them.
His aggressiveness set her cunt aflame. She felt the old excitement surge through her body. She loved a new affair. The first time a man fucked her was the most exciting.
She returned his kisses with abandon. She stroked her hands over his body, concentrating on the mass between his legs.
They were two young animals in need of each other. His tongue dove into her mouth again and again. She sucked it hungrily and gave him her own to suck.
She felt thick jelly-like moisture seeping from her pussy and soaking her panties. She felt her juices bubble up in her wildly churning cunt.
He sensed the heat in her. "You're so sweet," he said. "SO sweet. You feel so good. Mmmmm, tongue me. You taste good too."
He released her tits and moved his hands up her skin. She opened her legs and his fingers quickly reached her clit.
"You're so wet!" he hissed, running his lips down her throat to her cleavage. "So wet for my cock. My hard cock."
With an urgency that needed no words, she undressed and he bent his head to her cunt. He parted her soft horny cunt folds and extended his tongue to her petals.
She leaned against the pillows and hooked her legs over his shoulders. He licked her clit and pussy-meat as she thrust herself at him.
Her wanton hunger aroused him. He stuck a finger into her cunt and licked her love-organ. He searched for her asshole and thrust another finger inside.
He seemed to enjoy her strong responses. The more she moaned and writhed the more vigorously he licked and fingered her.
"Oh, baby, you're making my cock like a rock. It's like a piece of steel. Do you like a hard cock up your cunt or do you like it up your ass? I'll put it wherever you want it. It stays hard a long time, and after I come it gets hard again fast. Oh, baby, you're so hot in there. You're so hot and juicy you're making my balls turn blue."
Melanie was barely aware when he took his prick out. When she saw it, she greedily opened her mouth wide. He straddled her face and stuffed his cock into her eager mouth. She sucked it a moment and then plunged her lips to the base of his fuck pole.
He quickly assumed the sixty-nine position. Spurred on by the way she eagerly sucked his cock, he ate her cunt with the same enthusiasm.
She circled his cockhead with her tongue as he circled her clit with his. She hungrily sucked the jizz out of his pisser as he suctioned the juice out of her hole.
When he made a detour to her asshole, she managed to lash her tongue over his shitter. Together they devoured each other. No man had ever excited her cunt quite this way.
She worked tirelessly to blow him. She wanted to give him the best cock suck of his life. Moaning and humming around his prick, she sent her throat vibrations surging through his fuckrod.
"Oh, baby, you're the best," he said, licking her cunt. "Oh, baby, baby, what a tongue. Oh, fuck, you're gonna suck the come put of my balls. Oh, fuck, use that tongue on my cock. Use that tongue."
The horny young wife felt herself floating closer and closer to come-heaven. Wayne sucked her fiercely, his tongue wedged inside her cunthole and vibrating her clit.
Then she was coming, wildly, writhing around under him, pushing her cunt at his sucking mouth. Her cries of joy were muffled by his prick and then he was coming and she was swallowing his thick, bitter-sweet spunk.
"Oh, baby, fuck me with that mouth," he said. "Oh, baby, do that with your tongue again. Oh, shit, swallow it all down."
They lay still for a short time when both of them were sated. Then simultaneously they began making love again.
She insisted on crawling between his legs and licking his prick while he rested. As he had promised, his cock quickly came to life. Opening her jaws wide, she filled her mouth with his fuckmeat.
Wayne had never expected the brunette to be such a sexpot. Usually the big-busted ones who exuded raw sex were a flop in the sack. But this one was different. She gave as good as she got. And she couldn't seem to get enough of any of it.
He lay back and immersed himself in her sucking mouth and groping hands. Her hot mouth felt like a cunt. Again his prick swelled up to its full dimension under her ministrations.
Melanie was in heaven. There was nothing better than a mouthful of cock to set her pussy humming. She slid the ring of her lips up and down his prickshaft and flicked her tongue over his most sensitive spots.
He gripped her head and thrust forward, sending his cock soaring into her throat. Melanie felt her cunt grow warm and wet again. Soon they would fuck. That was always the highlight of the sex act to the faithless wife.
Her sucking grew noisier as she worked her tongue and lips in a frenzy. As she goaded him to greater excitement, she herself became a seething mass of sexual need.
His cock was good as new, stiffer than before he came. Her mouth was slick and juicy, like a cunt.
Now for a good fuck, Melanie thought, rolling onto her back and holding her arms out.
"Fuck me," she said. "Climb into the saddle and fuck me."
Wayne hovered over her and cupped his mouth over her tits. He ran his tongue over her nipples, sending shivers of delight through her body.
As he sucked and licked her stiff nipples, one hand was exploring her hot wet bush. He stroked it with his open palm, running his fingers through the bristly hairs.
Each time he touched a new spot on her cunt, Melanie moaned and strained against him. He was making her wait. That was good. When he finally fucked her, it would be better for having waited.
Finally he nestled against her. Their bodies fit well together. They kissed, tonguing each other and exchanging saliva.
She clawed at his arms and shoulders. "Why don't you stick it in? You do fuck, don't you?"
He nuzzled her neck. "No, I only suck."
"That big salami that's poking into me tells me something different."
Slipping down and moving his arms under her ass, he raised her pelvis. Then he fitted his cock to the mouth of her cunt.
Melanie felt the energy emanate from his prick to her pussy. Her heart pounded so fast she had trouble breathing. She thought she might faint from the sweet anticipation. She was obsessed with having his big cock inside her. Why wouldn't he put it in? Maybe he wasn't kidding when he said he didn't fuck.
Suddenly, when she least expected it, he lunged forward and sent his pulsating cock into her with one glorious thrust.
She shrieked. "You do fuck. You're in so deep I can taste it."
"Oh, you sweet pussy, you," he murmured, giving her only his cockhead at the mouth of her cunt.
He teased her clit with the tip of his prick and always when she least expected it he entered her again.
"Give me all of it!" she cried when he withheld himself for more than a minute. "Give me your whole cock, you bastard! Fuck me!"
He began pumping vigorously and non-stop. Her juices welled up, drenching him. They writhed and twisted and squirmed. He muttered obscenities and she yelled and strained against him.
At one point Melanie thought he would split her in two with his surging cock. It felt like a piece of steel inside her cunt-silt.
When he rolled her over onto her hands and knees and entered her from behind, he was able to penetrate her even more deeply.
"My God! My God!" she gasped, sobbing with joy. "It's so damn good!"
"Keep fucking," he said. "Keep fucking back at my cock. Keep it going. I can go on forever. Keep it going and fuck that cock."
He pumped her non-stop for what felt like an hour or more. She came so many times she lost track.
His cock never lost its starch. When she heard him growl, he stopped thrusting for a while and simply left his cock embedded inside her until he recovered his control.
At intervals he reached around and caressed her hanging tits. Her nipples felt like two bullets, they were so hard.
And she wanted more and more and more. She cried out for it, begged for it, and he gave it to her. His cock no longer felt like flesh and blood. It reached into her farther than any cock ever had.
"You fuck me so good," she panted. "You fuck me so damn good."
"Come again," he said.
"I'm packed so full! I don't think I can come again. I'm so full of your cock."
"Give me one more," he coaxed.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm coming! Don't stop!"
Her body was wracked with a passion she had never experienced before when she came. He sent a gusher of thick come into her cunt and she felt herself drowning in her own ecstasy.
Her pussy muscles sucked the come out of his balls as he pounded her. He grunted as she finished up, making animal sounds deep in his throat.
"That was some fuck," he said later when they were dressing. "I feel a lot better now."
Melanie stepped into her three inch pumps and giggled. "I know exactly what you mean."
He smiled shyly. "Did I say anything before that turned you off?"
He had changed back into the sweet earnest young man who had first approached her in the restaurant.
"You did everything right, sweetie. And I mean everything."