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CHAPTER SIX

Beth's perspective changed when she was sober and not possessed with the hots. She knew she had done wrong, cheated again, and this time with two men at once. It had been a thrilling experience and it made her tingle just to think about it, but she had to control her urges, not let her cunt be her master. Doc wanted her to be a party girl and made no bones about it now. He had dozens of influential clients who required the services of young, attractive women. And she could make a lot of dough while she had fun, too. She got a two hundred dollar bonus for her evening with Carson. She took the money, but insisted that it was the first and last time. Doc knew better.

Beth kept her vow of fidelity for over a week thanks mostly to her period, which surprised her when it arrived because she was sure she must be pregnant.

It had been nine days since she was fucked and she was ready. She arrived home at the same time as Andy, only he wasn't alone. He was with his boss, Maxie something-or-other. Andy got out of his boss' car and came over and opened her door.

"Hi, honey," he said. "My Goddamn car blew a head gasket on the way to work and I had to have it towed to the shop. The boss was good enough to give me a lift home."

Max came over to her car. She hadn't met him and he wasn't anything like she'd imagined, especially from all the praise Andy had piled on his shoulders. He was short, maybe five two or three, fat, completely bald, an ugly little man. His teeth were crooked and had large gaps, making him look kind of stupid when he grinned. He wasn't stupid, though. He was one smart dude, Andy had said so.

"Hi, Mr., uh…" She hesitated, not wanting to mispronounce his name.

"Call me Maxie, Fat Maxie," he said, grinning. "I've heard a lot about you, Mrs. Miller."

Beth thought it strange he would call her Mrs. Miller. He was twice her age. She took his arm. "Come in and have a drink, Maxie. You deserve a reward for bringing my old man home."

He giggled and let her lead him to the house.

She kind of liked him. He was cute, in a way. He wasn't much older than Doc, but looked quite a bit older, and he wasn't beautiful like Doc. He was nice, though, and she could see he was taken with her. Beth thoroughly enjoyed being appreciated, especially by men.

Beth made the drinks, and made them strong. She sat on the couch beside her husband and crossed her magnificent legs. Maxie was shy and tried to avoid looking at her exposed thighs, but couldn't help sneaking quick looks. Beth knew he was enjoying the view and it made her tingle.

They quickly destroyed two rounds and it was obvious that they were affecting Andy more than anyone else. He got silly almost immediately. She insisted they have another and made Andy's extra strong.

When she sat back down, she made sure she showed plenty of skin. Maxie was obviously embarrassed so Beth decided not to get too brazen, just tease the funny little man, get him hot and bothered.

"Drink up," she said.

"Jesus, Beth, I'm getting smashed. I can hardly see," Andy said, and drained his glass.

She got up and made him another. She turned to Maxie. "Ready yet?" she asked.

"Not quite." He held up his glass. It was almost empty.

"Sure you are," Beth said. She came over and took his glass, letting her hand rest on his for a moment.

"Let's see, Andy said you are married. Right?"

"Yes. And we have two girls."

"Wonderful. What's she like? Your wife."

"She's short and fat, like me. So's the girls. We're all kind of funny looking."

"Don't put yourself down, Maxie. It's not true."

"Come on, Mrs. Miller, I'm not attractive… to women, never have been. I don't kid myself."

She brought his glass back and handed it to him, touching his hand again. "Mrs. Miller sounds so stuffy. Call me Beth, or better, honey."

Maxie blushed.

Andy had his head back, his eyes half closed. He groaned.

Beth went and sat down beside him. Her skirt was above mid-thigh. "Finish your drink, Andy. Don't be a party pooper." She picked up his glass and put it to his lips. "Come on now, take a little drinkie." She giggled, tipped up the glass. He took a sip, coughed, took another. She kept up until he had drained the glass. "That's a good boy," she said.

She looked at Maxie, saw his eyes dart up from her hemline, and smiled. She let her own eyes drop to his crotch. His belly hid most of it, but his pants were tight around his thick thighs and his cock bulged big in his pantsleg. She wetted her lips with the tip of her tongue, making them shine. It was obvious. Maxie had a humdinger of a hard-on, and his cock was thick, just like the rest of him.

"I'm afraid Andy can't hold his liquor tonight," she said. "He usually does better than this."

Andy was slumped, his chin resting heavily on his chest.

"I think you need one more, Maxie… honey," she said.

Maxie didn't object this time. He handed her his glass.

She made him another, not too strong, didn't want him passing out, too. She was aware of his hungry eyes. Her pussy tingled with excitement. It was fun to excite a man, even if nothing was intended. She brought him his drink then sat on his lap. She put one arm around his neck.

"Is that about right?" she asked.

He took a sip. "Perfect," he answered.

She felt his hand go around her waist.

"Won't Andy object if you sit on my lap?"

"He's passed out." She put her other arm around his neck. "He won't know I'm sitting on your lap."

She felt his cock against her ass. God, it's big, she thought. She leaned her face close to his. "He's out cold and won't know anything that happens," she whispered.

The fat little man's hand tightened around her waist as he kissed her. His lips were thick and his mouth open. She tightened her grip around his neck and pushed her tongue deep into his mouth. "I liked that. Put your drink down and do it right," she said.

He put his drink on the floor and put both arms around her, one of his hands pressing over her tit.

"My nipples get so hard when I kiss," Beth said, and put her mouth over his.

She didn't need to tell Maxie. He could feel the hard knob against his palm.

"You can probably feel it," she said. "I'm not wearing a bra. I usually don't."

Maxie kissed her hard, his fit cock throbbing against her butt. He knew she could feel it. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before, not with a choice cunt like Beth Miller, and he wasn't going to let it get away from him. Oh, he fucked his secretary regularly, but she was a dog, and much too thin. He'd screwed his best friend's wife, once, at a party when they were both drunk, and he knew a couple of pros who were young and attractive who took special care with him when he had the hots and was in town. And he even fucked his wife once a week, but she didn't really dig it anymore. And last week, just last week, while the old lady had taken the youngest shopping he'd fucked the oldest. She was seventeen and ripe as a plump tomato. She told him she'd wanted him to do it to her for a long time. She also told him she was virgin, which she wasn't. His thick pole had gone in too easy and too far. He'd lost control and cum inside her, too. He'd sworn that he would never do it again, but he knew he would, and he'd screw the other one in a year or two. He knew it deep down.

He opened a couple of buttons and slipped his hand inside her blouse. Jesus, what tits. He really liked Andy, but he was only human – and if Andy had a loose wife with the hots… well, that was Andy's problem.

He felt the nipples get harder under his thumb and finger. She was squirming on his lap, on his thrusting prick. They kissed wetly, tongues in action.

"Kiss them, Max, kiss my nipples," she moaned. Maxie got the rest of her blouse open and put his lips over one fat nipple. She tasted sweet, the hard nipple bulging in his mouth.

"Ooooooh, Max, darling… that feels nice," she groaned. She held his face tight.

Maxie sucked until the nipple was as hard as a Greek olive, then moved to the other. He felt her knee and slowly pushed his hand up her smooth thigh, bunching her skirt as he went. Her legs opened slowly as his hand advanced. He felt the wet hair, then the puffed lips of her cunt.

"You don't wear underpants either?" he said, rising from her nipple.

"Andy likes me naked under my dress. Makes it easier when he comes home and wants to fuck me on the couch. Andy likes to fuck me on the couch."

"He should," Maxie groaned.

"Would you like to fuck me on the couch?"

She jumped from his lap before he could answer.

"Stay there. Don't move. I'll come back," she said. She went over to where Andy was slumped on the couch. She kneeled in front of him and reached for his fly. "Watch," she said.

She slowly pulled down his zipper and slipped her hand inside. When she brought if out, she had his cock. Andy groaned and his head fell back against the couch. She held his cock between her thumb and forefinger and slowly masturbated him. It grew slowly, steadily, until it stood long and hard.

"Take yours out, Max," she hissed. "Let me see it."

Maxie had lost all inhibitions and quickly reached for his fly. He had to stand to get it out, and even then it was a struggle. It was rock hard, circumcised, and thick as a ball bat. He proudly thrust it out, then sat back down.

"Oh, Max, its bigger than Andy's," Beth cried.

Actually, it was shorter than Andy's, but much, much fatter.

"I like it when they're bigger than Andy's, makes me cum harder."

She continued masturbating Andy until the clear ooze had his cock head wet and shiny. She bent her head and kissed the knob, making sure she got all the salty goo. She liked that.

"I won't suck his cock, Max. He wants me to, but I won't."

She got to her feet and stood in front of Maxie and dropped her skirt. It slid down her legs and lay in a crumpled heap at her feet. She stepped out, arching her well-furred cunt forward.

"I'll suck yours, though," she said.

Maxie grinned up at her. "Suck it then," he said. Even his high priced whores weren't this eager to get his prick in their mouths.

"I want to get it wet first," she said, and came down on his lap, her legs folded beside his hips. "Can we get it in this way?"

She didn't wait for his answer, but eased down until his cock was pressing at her crotch. "Reach down and start it in, honey."

Maxie reached down and nuzzled the thick glans between her cunt lips. His fat belly was a decided disadvantage and his cock wasn't all that long. Still the fat head pried open her lips and started in.

"Oh, my God, it's so thick," she cried, pushing down, trying to get more.

It spread her cunt wide, and she gasped with pleasure when the wide ridge popped inside. She hunched and got maybe an inch of his shaft, but could go no deeper. She leaned heavily against his chest.

"Lift up, try to get more in," she grunted. "Get it good and wet, all sloppy and sticky. It's too big to go in my mouth unless it's slick. Oh, Goddamn, Max, it feels so good in there I don't want to take it out."

Beth put her hands on his shoulders and leaned back, rocking slowly on his lap. She felt a little more of his peg slide in and moaned. It was such a big peg, opened her up so wide, felt so good. She glanced at her husband. He had his head back, his eyes closed.

"Andy, Andy," she moaned, "I really dig this. I love it."

Maxie grinned. He had no idea a woman could be this hot, like a prick this much. He could see the pleasure on her face, the longing in her eyes.

"Oh God, I never want to stop… it's so good!" she cried.

But she did stop. She stopped and slowly pulled herself off his cock. "Ohhh, Goddamn," she murmured when his fat cock head plopped free.

She slid off the chair and, settled on the floor.

"I promised you I'd suck it," she said, and reached for his pecker.

She looked at Andy, who was still in the same position, opened her mouth wide, and took the entire head inside. She started sucking, thrilled at what she was doing. It would be enough just to suck this magnificent cock, but to do it in her husband's presence, to insult him so, it was exciting beyond belief.

She tasted her cunt on his prick and liked it, tasted the male saltiness oozing from his slit and liked that, too. The knob was bigger than Doc's or Carson's, and ranker. Stuff seemed to be oozing steadily, salty and almost bitter. She slid her tongue over the knob, into the deep cleft under the ridge. It was a wonderful feeling to have a man's cock jammed in the mouth. She suckled hungrily, savoring the soft ripples of pleasure coursing through her belly. Her cunt still tingled from the feel of the fat thing in there.

Maxie was hunching, pushing more cock into her mouth. She could tell he was harder, the veins bulged against her lips. She pulled back.

"Can you get it up again if I finish you this way? I want to feel you cum in my mouth, but I need a fuck, too."

"Maybe we better fuck first," Maxie said. "I'm sure you can get it hard again with your mouth."

She gave his cock a couple of wet kisses and struggled to her feet, holding onto his knee. "Jesus, my head is spinning, and my legs are almost asleep. I better stand here a minute and get my balance back or I'll fall down." She rested a moment, then took his hand. "Let's go into the bedroom. More comfortable."

When they got to the bedroom, she stripped off her blouse, the only thing she had left, and got on the bed.

"Get undressed," she said, "I want to see you naked."

Maxie couldn't see why she would want to see him naked, but peeled off his clothes. He had a big chest covered with coarse black hair and a huge belly, also covered with hair. His arms and legs were hairy, too. His cock hung hard and fat under his fat belly.

He came over to the bed and she parted the hair around his tit and sucked on the nipple, moving to the other when it was hard.

"Nobody ever did that to me before," he said. "I like it."

"I'll do lots of things for you that no one else ever did," she said, and went back to her work.

She slipped her hand between his legs and tickled his balls, rolled his prick in her hand, even slid her fingers into the crevice of his ass while she sucked his tits. She moved on down, kissing his fat stomach, rolling her tongue in his belly button, her arms around his hips, her fingers digging into his ass. He groaned with pleasure when she found his cock with her mouth again. She sucked him for a couple of minutes.

"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.

He pushed her backwards and came down on top of her. He was heavy and the air wooshed out of her lungs when his cock pushed in. It was the same grand sensation as before. It was so thick and spread her open so much. But he couldn't get much more in because his gut was so big. He held most of his weight off of her with his arms and thrust in. It was good, really good, but she wanted more of him in her cunt.

"Go a little deeper, honey," she said.

"I can't, belly's in the way."

"Goddamn belly," she grunted.

"I do better from behind. Can get it all in that way."

"Yes," she hissed, "I want it all."

He pulled out and rolled her over. "Get on your hands and knees," he said.

She raised up, her head down, her ass wagging in the air. She felt empty now, and in need. "Hurry, hurry," she cried.

Maxie came up behind her. He put one hand on her hip and slid his thick cock down the length of her ass cleft. "Put your knees farther apart," he said, "make room for big daddy."

She moved her knees apart and lifted up her ass. She had never been assaulted from the rear before, and the thought was exciting.

Maxie hesitated in the wet slot for a few seconds, found the spot, and put the tip of his cock in. He held it stiff, letting her push back to get it in. She came back hard and the head popped in. He held her still for a moment, letting it soak, then thrust in hard. He went all the way and draped over her back so he could reach her hanging tits.

"Can you feel it in there? You got it all now," he said.

"God, yes, honey. It's so big, so nice. Do it!"

He stroked steadily, drawing almost out, then pushing back in. He had her tit in his hands, her nipples standing like wild berries.

"Good, good," he crooned. "Oh, baby, this is the only way to fuck."

"Yeh, Maxie, fuck me like a dog, like a bitch in heat." She pushed back, her belly glowing with her nearing orgasm. "I am in heat, Maxie, and I'm a bitch, too. God, am I ever a bitch. Fuck me, Maxie, fuck me!"

He had his weight draped over her now, a tit squeezed tightly in each hand, his balls slapping against her ass, his cock moving in and out rapidly. He was getting close and the feeling was too good to stop. He could feel it in his ass hole. God, he wished she could reach back and push her finger in all the way.

"Oh, Goddamn, it feels good! Harder, Max, harder… I'm gonna cum! Honeeeeee!"

Maxie knew she was coming from the way she was jerking and quivering, and then he was there, too. His cock spit a wad of thick jizz and puckered for another. It felt like he was pulling his own guts out through his prick. It was a terrific sensation, then it was gone and he slumped forward. Beth's knees went out and they went down on the bed. She brought her legs together, clamping the head of his cock in her cunt. She wanted to hold him there forever, feel the massive thing plugged in tight. She wiggled slowly and made it again. She moaned softly, squeezing hard with her cunt, sending the thrills racing up her spine.

"Are you still coming?" Maxie wheezed.

"Yes, yes," she hissed, "just hold still, don't move."

Her cunt sucked on his cock, tasting the small dribbles of cum still leaking from his pecker head.

She lay there moaning, rubbing her nipples against the coarse bedspread, opening and closing her cunt hole around his prick. She rocked slowly into her third orgasm, the good feeling spreading through her entire body. She could feel it in her toes it was so good.

He was completely soft now, and his cock slipped free and hung between her thighs. He sighed and rolled off to lie flat on his back, his breath coming in short gasps.

Beth continued to lay on her stomach. She too was breathing hard. "That was really good, Max," she said.

"Yeh, it was, wasn't it?" he answered.

"You have such a nice prick."

"I have a sneaky hunch you think all pricks are nice."

"Yeh, but yours is especially nice. It's so much better when they're big. I like to feel all filled up. I cum so hard when I feel like that."

She felt like she could almost cum just thinking about it. She rolled over and kissed him. He was an ugly, fat, little man, unattractive to women just as he'd said, but it didn't matter to Beth. He filled every need a woman could have for a man. She was sure she wasn't normal. She'd cum three times and still felt horny. She was satisfied, and could stop right now and be happy, but she could still take more and then be more satisfied.

"I still want to suck your cock, Max. I want to feel it hard in my mouth and I want you to go all the way."

"You can suck it to your heart's content, honey, but I won't promise it'll get hard. You really fucked me out."

They went back to the living room, still both naked, and Maxie sat on the couch beside Andy. Andy was out, his head lolled back, his mouth open. Beth pushed Maxie's legs apart and settled comfortably on the floor in front of him.

She leaned forward and sucked at the tip, held it up straight and licked the length of the shaft, first one side and then the other. She played like this for several minutes, then opened her mouth wide and pushed down. She discovered that she could get the whole thing in her mouth when he was soft. She kind of liked that. It would be much nicer to feel it harden, to know that her mouth and lips were the cause. She started bobbing her head, masturbating his shaft with her lips, sucking all the while. He remained soft.

She glanced up at him. He grinned and shrugged. Andy was snoring now.

She slid her hand between his legs and felt his balls. They were loose in their sac. He lifted so she could get at them. She let her finger tips caress them, tickle them, and cupped them in her palm. Holding them in her palm, her fingers tickled his ass hole.

"Yeh, yeh," he grunted, lifting higher.

Sensing what he wanted even though she'd never had any experience in this area, she let her finger tips probe at his ass hole. Her index finger found the puckered spot and just popped inside. Maxie gave a grunt of approval and she felt his prick stiffen in her mouth. She pushed her finger in deeper and his cock grew so fast she had to back off.

She backed away until she had only the head in her mouth. It was all she could hold, it stretched her mouth so wide. She had her finger in his ass to the knuckle, though. She started fucking his ass, while she sucked at the throbbing knob.

Maxie couldn't believe his good fortune. He finally had found a girl that would do the things he liked and liked doing them. His wife would finger-fuck his ass while she masturbated him, but hated it and always told him so afterwards. She only did it rather than let him fuck her. He always came hard anyway, and was delighted when his jism got on her hand. She absolutely refused to suck him, though.

He held himself rigid, knowing he couldn't last very long. She had the whole knob in her mouth and was licking the little groove on the underside.

It was excruciatingly good. She now had two fingers in his ass, stroking in and out like his cock had when he was fucking her.

"Oh, Christ, baby, I'm about to cum. Let me cum in your mouth, swallow it, drink my jizz… please, please!"

He was writhing now, the hot stuff moving, charging for her honey-sweet lips. A huge glob spilled out and he thought he would die, it felt so wonderful as it broke free and poured over her tongue. And then there was more, lots more. He thought he would never stop coming.

Beth, meanwhile, shoved both fingers as deep as they would go and sucked wildly. She was getting a magnificent load. It was thick and salty, and heavy with smoke, like she was sucking from the end of a cigar. She savored the rich taste and swallowed. It burned like raw whiskey, leaving a tingly hot trail all the way down. And there was more, though it was more syrupy now, thin and chalky. It seemed to run in her mouth like piss. It surprised her that she thought of piss, and wondered if he could. No, she'd heard a man couldn't while he was hard. She was glad he couldn't, but… well, shit, it would be exciting.

She held him in her mouth, wanting to completely drain him, sucking gently until she felt the stiffness begin to leave. She finally pulled back and let his cock plop from her lips. She sat back and watched it shrivel to half mast. A sliver of white goo hung at the corner of her lip. Her tongue flicked out and it was gone. She felt her heart pounding and looked up at his face.

"Can you pee?" she asked softly.

He looked surprised at her question. "No, not while I'm hard," he said.

She reached up and felt his prick. "You aren't very hard."

"I can't even if I'm a little hard."

"Get soft and try."

She leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth again. Her boldness surprised even herself. No, not her boldness, her perversity. He was quite soft now. She let him go. "Pee if you can," she said and sucked him back in.

Beth had two fingers in her cunt when she felt the hot stuff squirting in her mouth. It wasn't coming in spurts or leaking slowly like the final throes of a good orgasm, but squirting in a steady, hard blasting stream. Her mouth was quickly filled and rivulets cascaded down her chin. It was hot and rank. She swallowed and her orgasm started, balling tight and pleasant in her belly. And then she was drinking as fast as she could, receiving the liquid gold from the fountain of a man's cock. She had all four fingers in her cunt squeezing spasm after spasm of thrill through her body. She fell back on her haunches when he finally stopped, her entire body still quivering.

"I shouldn't have let you do that," she said.

"I'm exhausted or I'd fuck you again. It was terribly exciting," he said.

"It was exciting to me, too, but… I came while you did it."

"Maybe sometime before I make it, while I'm all sexed up, you can do it to me." He looked at her questioningly. "Assuming there will be another sometime."

"There'll be another time… soon."

He gathered up his scattered clothing and got dressed. She saw him to the door and kissed him hard on the mouth.

"I'm glad Andy's car broke down," she said.

"Me too," he answered.

She returned to the couch and snuggled up against her husband. She lifted his head and kissed him, rolling her tongue inside his mouth.

"I love you, Andy," she said, "but I want you to taste another man's cock, his cum, his piss on my lips, on my tongue. Let's go to bed now, and I'll suck your cock, really suck it."

Beth was amazed that she was still turned on after coming so hard, so many times. And she didn't feel guilty, she was a whore, a cock-loving whore. She had already fucked for money with Carson. He didn't pay her himself, but Doc did. And she'd taken it and called it a bonus. What a laugh. She told Andy it was a bonus. He thought it was great, they could use the dough. Doc could sure as hell afford it and it was about time he appreciated her. Jesus, did he appreciate her.

She somehow roused him enough to get him to his feet and half carried, half dragged him to the bedroom where she flopped him onto the bed. She tugged his clothing off, stretching him out on his back. She had turned the bed back and felt the cool sheet when she got in beside him.

Her hand went to his cock. It was limp and she started to slowly masturbate him. He moaned softly as she pulled on his prick with one hand and carressed his balls and ass hole with the tip of her fingers. She stared intently at the gristle as it grew in her hand, stretched out and pulled the foreskin back, the veins bulging out blue and hard. It excited her to feel the thing slowly fill her hand. A cock was a marvelous thing.

She held it tightly, her cunt pulsing with need. She wanted to suck the gorgeous thing with its head so red, the tip shining with wet goo, but she wanted it in her cunt even more and she quickly straddled his hips. She hovered above him on her knees, holding his cock straight up with her hand. She lowered herself until the tip tickled her cunt lips, and heaving a deep sigh, let the knob push in.

She felt it spread her lips and thrust inside and she groaned. "Aw, Andy honey, I like to fuck," she gasped.

Her knees slid forward, forcing his cock all the way in. It was an exquisite feeling, one that she knew she could never get too much of. He was in to the balls, deeper than he'd ever been, and she loved it, even if he was out cold. She squirmed on her haunches and knew she would cum easily.

"You have a nice cock, Andy," she said, and put her hands on his chest. "I like it."

She moved steadily on his cock, and then gave a little gasp and fell forward onto his chest, her ass humping furiously. She was coming, coming hard.

"Oh, shit Andy, I'm coming!" she cried. "It feels good, so fucking good."

She rolled off and lay beside him, breathing heavily. "You didn't make it, did you, darling? It's okay, I'll take care of you."

She reversed her position and put her head on his stomach, his erect cock waving before her eyes. She reached out and took it in her hand.

"I'm going to suck you off, Andy, let you cum in my mouth," she said.

She raised up and took it in her lips. The skin was peeled back, the head naked and wet. She sucked on the head, using her lips on the ridge under the flared crown.

Andy groaned, stirred his hips. "God, Babs, suck it. Love it when you suck," he mumbled. "Wish Beth would do it."

Beth lifted up. "It is Beth doing it, you sonofabitch," she cried. She looked at him. He was hazy, his eyes closed, unaware of everything but the feel of her lips on his pecker.

"Don't stop, Babs… do it some more."

"Okay, you bastard, I'll let you juice in my mouth, but I won't do it when you're awake. Little Babs can suck it for you then."

She closed back over his cock. She felt the cum leaking from her cunt onto the crisp, cool sheets, Maxie's cum, and spread her legs. She liked the feeling.

"Yeh, baby, suck me off, drink it," he moaned.

Beth had half his cock in her mouth, almost gagging her. When she felt him stiffening, she cupped his tightly sacked balls, and backed off until she held only the head. She sucked hard, sliding her finger up and down the underside of his shaft.

He went rigid and started squirting. He had a load. She swallowed the thick, slick gunk. It wasn't as sweet as Doc's, or as salty as Carson's, or as smokey and rich as Maxie's, but… well, it was good. She hungrily sucked him dry.

"I hope you enjoyed it, you asshole," she said, and got up and went into the bathroom.