Beth finished her sack lunch and pushed back her chair. She looked across the room at Evelyn buffing her nails. She still wondered about the other day. She knew she had heard Evelyn's laugh at Doc's house even if he had said she had gone home with a headache. And she hadn't come to work at all yesterday. Doc had been in and out all day and he was quite gruff, said he had a terrible fucking hangover. That's probably what was the matter with Evelyn, too.
The office door opened and Beth looked up to see Doc coming in. He usually took twice this long for lunch. Behind him was a tall, very dark young man. He was broad shouldered, had thick black hair and moustache, and coal black eyes. He was very handsome in a foreign mysterious way.
"Beth, this is Ab Zarie, a very important customer. I want you to be nice to him." He winked at her. "He's already met Evelyn."
The tall Arab walked over to Beth's desk, his dark eyes flashing.
"Doc, where have you been hiding this magnificent woman?" he said.
"She's my girl Friday, a very efficient gal." He grabbed Ab by the arm and pulled him towards the office. "She's my secretary… only." He pushed the door closed behind them.
"Only," Beth thought. What else? She glanced over at Evelyn, who sat smirking, her huge tits pushing out the front of her too small sweater. Beth looked quickly away. She felt a strange excitement grabbing in her belly. The man was so good looking.
She tried to concentrate on her work, but it was difficult. She felt all itchy between her legs and she could feel the slight dampness in the crotch of her panties. It was foolishness, but the dark man had excited her sexually.
Beth knew she had to control herself, but she had been thinking of sex an awful lot since she caught her husband and her sister. She seemed to be turned on all the time. Andy wasn't helping her any, either. He had been working late every night and was just too bushed to do her any good. He hadn't fucked her since the time on the kitchen table and that was days ago.
The men were in Doc's office for almost two hours before the door swung open. Ab came out first and went immediately to Beth's desk.
"We're going for a drink, Beth, and I'd like you to go with us," Ab said. He looked at Doc. "If it's okay with the boss, of course."
Doc looked at Beth and shrugged. "Hell, it's okay with me," he said.
To his surprise, Beth accepted immediately.
He shrugged again and turned to Evelyn. "Hold the fort down, Ev. If we're not back by five, lock up."
The Arab took Beth by the arm and escorted her from the office.
They went to a posh, very dark bar and settled into a deep cushioned booth. Beth felt quite excited with a handsome man on each side of her.
By the second round, Ab was holding her hand under the table. By the third, their thighs were pressed tightly against each other. Beth tingled with excitement. The fourth had just arrived when Ab glanced at his watch.
"Oh, my God," he said, "it's almost four o'clock. I have to meet my father at the hotel." He let go of Beth's hand and jumped to his feet. "He's flying back to New York tonight, and then back home. If I don't show, he'll cut me off without a cent." He giggled like a boy and took Beth's hand and kissed it softly. "I'll see you again," he said.
"He's very smooth," Beth said, after he had gone.
"Yeh, and he's worth a fortune," Doc said.
They had several more drinks and then prepared to leave. Beth had to stand still for a moment to keep from falling. She felt tipsy. She felt good, though, even if Doc was hardly speaking.
She slumped heavily into the soft cushioned Fleetwood. Doc usually drove a sporty little foreign job, but he knew the Arab liked luxury. He fitted the key to the ignition the moment he pulled the door closed.
"Boy, you sure are cool," Beth said.
His hand came away from the key. "That's the way you said you wanted it, baby."
"I didn't mean you had to ignore me completely." She felt herself blushing and fumbled in her purse for her cigarettes. "I'm a woman, Doc. I like a little attention, a little flattery now and then."
"Christ, Beth, you don't need to tell me you're a woman. But I was told you're off limits… by you."
"Well, yeh, maybe I am off limits, but… shit, not completely."
Doc knew he had her. He had misjudged her, something he didn't often do, had thought she really meant what she said. But it worked out perfectly. His aloofness was the very thing that had hooked her. Yeh, her female ego couldn't stand to be ignored.
"Hell, honey, you have no idea how it was tearing me up to see you every day and not be able to touch you, to stand and stare and know you think I'm a slob."
"Doc, Doc, I don't think you're a slob. My God, it's just the opposite. I find you too attractive, too hard to resist."
She had one hand on his shoulder. She reached out with the other, a cigarette in her fingers. "Light me, Doc," she said softly.
"You don't want this," he said, and took the cigarette from her fingers. "You want this." He kissed her.
"Yes, yes," she mumbled against his mouth, her arms sliding around his neck.
She knew she was drunk, again, and she would let him go too far again, if he tried, but God, she was only human, and she was so worked up. That fucking Arab had really turned her on.
She felt his tongue between her lips and responded with her own, letting it slide slowly in and out of his mouth so he would know what she was thinking of.
He pulled her blouse from the top of her skirt and slid his hands up her back. He gently rubbed her back, then let one hand move around to her firm belly and up to cup one of her tits. He fondled the soft bundle while his other hand unhooked her bra. The thing came free and her heavy tit fell into his hand. He pushed the brassiere up and over her lush boobs.
"God, Beth, your skin is so soft, so smooth, your tits so luscious, so lovable."
"Then love them," she gasped.
She was breathing rapidly, her heart pounding with excitement. His hands felt marvelous on her warm tits. They were so cool, so stimulating. She felt the deep, charging thrill in her pussy that told her she was completely out of control. The wetness seeped from her cunt, soaking her hair, wetting the crotch of her panties until they clung soddenly to her cunt.
She took her arms from around his neck and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. "Kiss them, Doc, love my titties, make the nipples hard, make them want you," she moaned, thrusting against him.
Doc's face fell to her breasts. The nipples were already hard like marbles. He sucked at them while she lay back against the seat and moaned. He moved back and forth, sucking and biting at both nipples.
Her legs were already open when he felt under her skirt. He played with the insides of her thighs before moving on up to the wet mess between her legs. God, she was soaking wet, her cunt hot and open. He couldn't remember a girl getting so hot so fast. She was ripe for fucking – him now, and tomorrow Ab. Little Beth needed lots of fucking, he could tell, and he would see that she got it.
"Doc, feel me, play with me," she moaned, squirming against his hand.
He pulled her crotchband to the side and slid his fingers in her slit. Her cunt gaped open, hungrily sucking at his finger tips. He pushed two fingers all the way up her cunt. She grunted with animal pleasure and pushed against the intruders.
"I want to do more than play with you, Beth. I want to fuck you… again," he said.
"Yes, yes, yes, Doc, I want it, too. I want you to fuck me… again. And again and again and again and whenever you want."
"Let's get in the back seat and do it right here," he said.
Doc got out of the car to get in the back, but Beth crawled over the seat. When he got in, she had already kicked off her shoes and pulled her skirt down. She stretched out on her back, one foot on the floor, the other up on the window ledge, her panties still hanging from her ankle.
"Fuck me, Doc. Take your big old cock out and fuck me," she hissed, lifting her ass up from the seat.
Doc opened his pants and pushed them down to his knees, followed quickly by his shorts. His cock hung out big and hard. Beth reached up and grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him down on top of her.
"Put it in Doc, put it in quick. I want it so bad," she moaned.
Her urgency surprised him. He knew she was hot to trot, but God, she couldn't wait. He liked a woman like this, hot and out of control. She would make the best little whore in town.
He pressed his bulb against her hole and went right in. She pushed against him, her foot coming up off the floor to drape over his back. She was wetter than the last time, oily and slick.
"Oh, God, Doc, honey… it feels so good," she moaned.
Her body went taut, stiff as a bent bow, and at first he didn't realize she was already coming. She hung motionless, tensed stiff, her teeth clenched, in an effort to retain the inexpressible moment of bliss. And then she went completely loose, savoring the ebbing pleasure. She sighed, her leg slipping limply from his back.
All of a sudden she was soft under him again, and her breasts, which had felt hard during that agonized moment, were cushiony again.
"Oh, wonderful, just wonderful," she sighed softly.
"You made it already?" Doc asked.
"Yes, honey, but don't stop. It still feels fine. Just fuck me, slow and easy. It feels so nice in there."
Doc kissed her mouth softly, stroking into her mouth with his tongue. He was only half way in and she had made it big already. He pushed the rest of the way in, bringing a deep moan from her lips. She was one fine lay, maybe the best he'd ever had. Andy better start taking better care of her or he'd have her under every rich man in town. Maybe he would regardless of what Andy did. She was one hot cunt. She was moving with him again already.
"Yeh, baby, yeh," Beth grunted, "it's beginning to feel real good again. Do it a little faster. Yeh, yeh… ooooh, good!"
Doc was plugged in all the way, his big cock filling her cunt magnificently.
"Your cock is so big, Doc. It…" she arched her back to get more, even though she had it all, "… it feels better than Andy's."
Doc's cock was swelled to splitting. He pumped furiously, ramming hard against her pelvis. She lifted to meet each hammering blow, grunting, twisting, groaning. The super feeling started in his thighs, spread to his contracted nuts, and he knew it was near. He wanted to stop it, but was helpless.
"Are you going to cum?" Beth cried.
"Yeh… shit yeh!"
"Good, good, me too. I'm coming with you, honey."
They spasmed together. She stiffened and jerked, the orgasm hitting like an electric shock. She couldn't remember fucking ever being so good. Doc felt the stuff fatten his rod and squirt out the end. He came and he came, spitting wad after wad into her belly, and then he slumped heavily on top of her.
"Don't pull out, Doc. Just let it get soft and slip out by itself. I like the feeling," Beth said.
He could feel his cock slowly creeping out as it shriveled, and when he finally slipped free, he sat up quickly.
Beth got her leg down from the window and sat up beside him. She smoothed her skirt down over her thighs.
"That was good, baby. The best ever," he said.
"Light me a cigarette, Doc," she said.
He took out two, and lit them. She took one from his fingers and drew the smoke in deep. With a sigh, she let the blue smoke slide from her lips.
"This will have to be a regular thing, Beth. We're too good together to lose it."
"I don't know, Doc, I…"
"Come on, sweetheart, you said…"
"I was hot when I said that. Sometimes I get so turned on that I say things I don't mean, do things that I shouldn't."
"You're trying to tell me you shouldn't fuck with me?"
"I don't like to cheat on Andy, Doc. I feel so rotten afterwards."
"How often do you cheat on him?"
"This is the second time. I felt rotten the time in your office, and I feel rotten now. I don't think I'll ever do it again. I'm not cut out for cheating."
"Don't try and kid yourself, Beth. You know you like it better with me than you do Andy. You enjoy it more when I fuck you than you do when he does."
She thought about the time Andy fucked her on the kitchen table, the best it had ever been with him, and compared it with the fuck just now. She took a couple deep drags on her cigarette, rolled the window down a crack, and threw it out. A man walked by. He stared. She stared back. He couldn't see that Doc had his pants off, but he could see Beth's open blouse and her beautiful tits. He swallowed hungrily and kept on walking.
"Yes, I'll admit that," she said. "Your cock is bigger and it feels better. I think I like a big cock. Light me another cigarette."
Doc lit another cigarette. She had leaned back and had her eyes closed, so he put it to her lips. She took it quickly. He put his hand on her knee and let it slide up under her skirt to the middle of her thigh.
"Ab Zarie, the Arab we had drinks with, has a huge cock. Bigger than mine," he said. He let his hand slide on up to her cunt.
"Mmmmmmm," Beth said.
He felt her cunt. Her legs opened just enough to let his fingers in. He could feel the slippery goo leaking out now. Her cunt was a mess of slime, sticky and slippery at the same time. He slid his fingers back and forth in the deep slit.
"Mmmmm," she said again, her legs moving a little further apart. "I'm not going to cheat on him anymore." She didn't try to stop Doc, though.
"You were made for fucking, Beth. You deserve a big prick, deserve lots of big pricks."
He pushed a finger into her cunt, let it slide slowly all the way to his knuckles, then started moving it in and out.
"No, Doc… feels nice, mmmmmmm," she moaned.
She moved with him, her cunt contracting around his finger. Her hand slid across his thigh, up to his crotch, and circled his cock. It was limp. She took her fingers and rolled the foreskin up over the head, then peeled it slowly back as far as it would go. She had her eyes open now and was staring at his cock as it slowly swelled.
"So big, so nice," she murmured.
She continued to masturbate him, staring intently at the growing thing in her fingers. She pushed the foreskin up until it completely hid the glans, then slowly rolled it down, pulling downward until it would go no further. She had the urge to bend down and kiss the beautiful thing, but restrained herself. She had never done anything so vulgar, yet she knew she wanted to.
"Are you on the pill, Beth?" Doc asked.
"No, not on anything," she answered.
"Christ, I might have knocked you up. You gotta be ovulating, horny as you are."
She had him skinned all the way down and wrapped her fist tightly around the fat knob. He was completely hard again.
"I don't care, every girl needs a baby." She rubbed her palm tightly over his glans. "Do me again, Doc," she said.
She threw the butt of her cigarette out the window and quickly straddled his lap. His cock had no choice, she held it tight and her cunt was in perfect position. It spread the lips, nipped at the hungry hole, and pushed up inside. With a deep moan she let herself down, her cunt slowly swallowing up his entire length. She had her arms around his neck and was kissing him, sliding her tongue into his mouth, sucking at his lips. She had her knees on the seat and bounced on his lap, forcing his cock all the way in, then lifting until only the head remained, hanging like that for an instant before plunging back down.
"Aw, shit, Doc, I like that… it feels good!"
She saw a couple passing behind the car. They stopped and stared. She bounced faster, wanting them to know she was fucking. She was on fire, the watching couple only making it better. She wanted them to come closer and get a better look, but they didn't.
"I'm close, Doc. I'm going' to make it again. It almost hurts it feels so good." She moved rapidly, her legs growing numb.
"When you get ready, just go ahead and shoot, fill me up."
Doc lunged up and groaned. She could feel the hot stuff pumping into her cunt.
"You say his cock is bigger than yours… Oh, darling, oh Doc, oh…"
Beth Miller was coming, coming harder than she ever had before.