The same quality in Larry that made him a good accountant made him a good private eye. He was thorough.
Though he had been furious with Jane the night she ran out on him, just as he was ready to screw her, he was not about to forget the sexy blonde. She had become more of an attraction to him now than she would ever have been if she had given in on their first date. That was what he had expected, but the way things had turned out intrigued him.
He was pretty sure she wasn't just being a cock-tease. She had really been frightened of his hard cock and his overwhelming passion. That knowledge enabled the young man to hold onto his pride, even though that night she had left him nothing to hold but his own aching cock.
He was willing to give her a second chance. Only this time he was going to go about it more smoothly. He stayed away from the library, using a friend as agent for any books he wanted. Larry feared that seeing him again so soon after her shame would only set her harder against him.
Eventually he hit upon the idea of doing a little research. He waited for Rick Morris to come out of the high school one day. He and Rick knew each other vaguely, from the library. Larry had figured out that the kid was screwing Cathy Coke at the same time he was. He hadn't minded. He figured there was enough to go around. So he had said nothing to Cathy or to Rick.
The boy looked surprised to see him, but he responded quickly to Larry's friendly invitation to a couple of beers. Larry waited until the boy had had a few before getting down to what he wanted to know.
Rick gave him his lead. "Don't see you around the library any more."
"Naw. What's the point, now that good old Cathy isn't there any more?"
Rick's face went serious. "You mean… Miss Coke?"
"The same. Sexiest woman I ever knew. Man, she and I had some great nights in the old library." He was leery of Rick's growing frown, but he thought he knew how to get rid of it. "I noticed you were getting your own in there, too. The lights were burning late more often than just for me. I've got to hand it to you, Rick. At your age, I would never have had the nerve to tackle a woman like Cathy."
Despite himself, Rick found a proud grin replacing his frown. He hadn't known Miss Coke was making love to any other guys. "Yeah, she was really hot! I missed her pretty bad for a while!"
"Found someone to replace her, eh?" was Larry's immediate reply. He was hoping the tipsy teen-ager would let something out.
"Yeah, old Miss Doober sure knows how to hire them!" Almost at once, Rick realized the mistake he had made. Obviously, Larry was not sharing his action with Miss Friesen. He'd have liked to keep it that way. He started to talk quickly, to change the subject.
Larry had learned what he wanted to know. Sly bitch! He grinned to himself as he nodded in response to Rick's drunken prattle. So she does go for it after all! I'll have to see what was wrong with my cock that this punk kid gets it and I don't!
The young accounting student didn't waste any time. While his blood was still up, he went to pay Miss Friesen a visit. It was close to ten p.m. when he arrived at her apartment. She didn't answer the door until he had rung three times.
She was in her nightgown, and she was very surprised to see Larry. She staggered back, mouth open, as he barged his way in and closed the door behind him. "Larry!" At last, she realized that she was on home ground, and he was invading it. "What do you think you're doing? Get out!" She pointed at the door.
To her dismay, she realized her words were slurred. She had been planning to play with herself tonight, and she had had three martinis to put herself in the mood. She found her clit was much more sensitive when she was tipsy.
He caught hold of both her arms as she motioned him out. He pulled her close and leered down at the ripe swells of her tits bulging from her satin-and-ribbon nightgown. "What's the matter, Janie? Don't you remember? You and me have got some unfinished business!"
"But, Larry!" Tears began to run down her cheeks. "I told you! I just wanted to be friends! You took advantage of me. I had to get away!" She struggled desperately, but he held both her wrists in one hand as he pulled her toward the couch. His strength made her efforts seem puny.
"You tried to sell me a ration of shit!" he spat contemptuously. "For a while there, you had me thinking you were some kind of cherry-assed virgin! Then I find out you're fucking this Goddamned high-school kid, still wet behind the ears!"
She looked up at him, horrified. "Rick! How did you know?"
"He told me!" He threw her down onto her belly on the couch. Her nightgown flew up over her ass, exposing two round, enticing globes. She made no attempt to conceal herself. She didn't even try to get up. She just lay there, her face buried in her anus. Quickly, Larry scrambled out of his clothes.
Rick! She couldn't believe it. Rick had been talking about her! She had thought he was something special, pure and brave and honest. He had betrayed her!
Suddenly she didn't care any more what happened to her. She remained motionless as she felt Larry's weight on the couch behind her. She let him raise her ass up so it was waving provocatively at him. What did she care? Rick had just pulled the rug out from under her. She had no faith left.
Panting with excitement, Larry parted the firm cheeks of her ass and slid his cock along her slit. When he found her curd, he shoved deep and hard up inside her hot clinging depths.
"Aaaaggghhhh!" It was impossible to be indifferent to the thick searing presence that had spread her pussy-walls wide. Larry was merciless! He began to stroke his cock back and forth in a harsh unrelenting rhythm. Her cunt was dry. He was hurting her! "Stop! Please stop!" she wailed.
Even her cries for mercy were not as strong as they might have been. Some perverse part of her told her she deserved to be punished. She had relied too much on Rick's being different from other men… and she strongly suspected her ulterior motive had been her own hunger for pleasure. She had wanted to find some excuse to fulfill her sexual longings. She had been stupid and deceitful, and she deserved what she was getting! She had acted like a whore!
A sharp slap across her buttocks made her cry out in pain. "Come on, Janie honey! Let's see you move that good-looking ass of yours! I want it as good as the kid got it! And by the look on his face, I'd say that was pretty good!" Larry knew instinctively it hurt her to know the boy had been talking about her. So he laid it on heavy. She was going to suffer the way he had suffered the night she ran out on him and his stiff cock!
Timidly, Jane began to wriggle her buttocks back at Larry's loins. His cock was pummeling her hard and heavy. The constant friction was making the juices flow from her pussy. It wasn't hurting any more, except in her heart.
Like a robot, she began to slam her ass harder and harder back against Larry's belly. Her cunt opened easily now to admit his thick cock on every in stroke. Her pussy-muscles clasped hungrily around his cock, coaxing him to stay up inside. He continued to pull out of her though, only to soar back in once again.
"Christ, you've got a greedy little pussy! No wonder Rick goes for it! It feels like it's trying to eat my cock alive! Shit, you know, you sure are a good actress, Janie! You should get an Academy Award for the night you ran out on me. You really love it, don't you! Look at that sweet little ass move! Hallelujah, here I come!" He began to plow into her hungry hole even faster than before. His prick felt hard as iron. He wanted to go on screwing her this way forever.
The sight of her quivering ass-cheeks slamming back against him was more precious to Larry than the Mona Lisa. If she was mad at him for what he was doing to her, she was sure doing a good job of hiding it. He had never seen a woman respond any more avidly than Jane Friesen was doing right now.
"Whoo-ee! Shake that thing, baby!"
His words spoke to a deep-buried part of Jane. A part that had been struggling to get out for a long time now. She wanted to be lewd and abandoned and sexy. She wanted cock and more cock. She liked the way Larry was screwing her, even though she wasn't too sure what she thought of Larry.
"Oh yeah! Screw me! Ooooohh, it feels good! It feels damned good!" No longer a woman fighting her true nature, Jane abandoned herself even to crudity of language. She had never spoken the way she was speaking. But her encouragement was coming straight from the gut. And bouncing back through every writhing inch of her aroused body. "Your cock is really doing it to me, Larry! Do it! Do it!"
Larry could only stare and grin and screw the wanton blonde squirming before his plundering cock. It astounded him that she was no longer holding back on him in any way. She was as much into their rough coupling as he himself was. She wasn't even mad at him for barging into her apartment and forcing himself on her – at least not mad enough to resist the enticing lure of his filling cock.
While Larry watched awestruck, the quiet librarian turned into a raving sex-maniac before his very eyes. Suddenly it was she who was setting the pace of their rutting union. She was slamming herself back against him by using the leverage of her arms. Her blonde head was tossing crazily from side to side, whipping her fine full hair around her like a demonic halo. Somehow, she had pulled her nightgown up all the way to her neck. Her naked back writhed for him, beckoned him deeper into her.
His prick lunged so far inside that he could feel the tip poking her cervix. She wailed hotter than ever as he penetrated deeper. His cock glistened now with a thick sheen of her juices. Larry looked down at it as it emerged from her swollen pink hole. His penis was purple. It looked bigger than it ever had before. It didn't have much farther to go. He shoved his throbbing cock back home.
"Aaaaaggghhhh!" Jane could feel her cunt muscles spasming around his thick cock. She felt filled to overflowing, more filled than she had ever been in her life. Then suddenly she was in a new dimension. She was set free. "My God! I'm comminnng-g-g."
Encouraged by her climax, he let go all his own stops. A few more lusty strokes, and he too was coming. "Uuuuuhh! Wow! Man, it's never been like this!" He meant it. She had even more energy, he thought, than Cathy Coke. Or maybe it was just that he hadn't had a first-class screw since Cathy went away.
As she lay dazed from her climax, Jane thought about whether or not she should feel sad. The book had been closed at last on her innocent youth.
Her tingling pussy gave her perspective on her new reality. If this was lost innocence, it felt damned good. Even if she had lost a little more of her faith in her fellow man, she had gained some too. She felt she could rely on a good hard cock a lot sooner than she could on a pledge of eternal friendship. Hard cocks were easier to find.
"Want a drink, Larry?" Her voice was sultry. She had never let herself be sexy before. She kind of liked the charge it gave her.
Larry was delighted. He had come looking for a monster and he had found one – but a monster of lust was his kind of monster. "I'll have what you're having, baby!"
"And I'll take what you've got!" She squeezed his cock playfully before staggering out to the kitchen. Thank God for martinis. She needed one now.