Bea had been trying all evening to reach Ronnie by phone, so as to set up a meeting for the payoff. There was no answer. She stopped for awhile to have a late dinner. When she went back to the phone, her call was completed right away.
"Is this Ronnie Wilson?" she asked cautiously, because she wasn't that familiar with his voice.
"Yeah. Who's this?" he growled.
"You know who! Where can I meet you to buy what you have for sale?"
There was silence on the Linc for a few moments. Then the young man said, "You've gotta be kidding!"
"What do you mean?"
"Your guys got the picture!"
"Nobody from here got it!"
"Then I don't know where they came from," Ronnie said. "But they knew about the picture, and they took it away from me at gunpoint!"
"Shit!" Bea exclaimed.
"Better check with your hubby-maybe he hired the hoods," Ronnie said and hung up. Bea knew it was unnecessary to ask Linc, because he had dug up the cash and told her to make the phone call. All she could do was report to him that the matter was out of hand.
"Son of a bitch!" he exploded. "Who the hell could have horned into this thing?"
"Ronnie referred to the men as hoods. He said they had guns."
"Fuck."
It wasn't long before the phone rang, bringing a demand from an unidentified man for a quarter of a million dollars… or else the photo would be turned over to an underground newspaper for publication. That would mean the end of Linc's political career, after it had barely gotten started.
He stormed from the room, leaving Bea biting her lip, and he strode down the hall to Melanie's bedroom, which he burst into without knocking. He caught the young blonde in panties, garters, and hose, just getting ready for bed.
"I need comforting," he said bluntly, adding, "I'm in a hell of a bind!"
Melanie stared at him. Though the satisfaction from their first fucking still warmed her, she saw no reason why they shouldn't go again. Perhaps sex with Linc had no future, but she enjoyed it for itself, and that was good enough for a newly liberated lady.
She walked to Linc, her tits quivering tautly, and she felt his cock and balls through his pants.
"God, yes!" he said, shutting his eyes. "Make me feel good! I need it!"
Melanie sank to her knees in front of the handsome older man. Having a tasty, fat prick in her mouth would make her feel good, also. Especially Linc's prick. It was the best she had yet seen or tasted.
She unzipped his fly and snaked her hand inside his trousers, entering his underwear as well. Her cool fingers curled around his meaty, warm cock and she brought it' into the open, letting it flop from his fly. On a whim, she brought out his hairy balls, as well.
She lifted his thickened but still pliant prick and tickled her nose with its bald knob. She sniffed the light, musky aroma of his cockhead.
"God damn, you love it, don't you?" he growled. "I knew you'd be hot the first moment I saw you!"
She caught his rubbery cockhead in her mouth, gave it a wet suck as her tongue swirled around it, then popped it free. The bauble hung in mid-air, his penis curving like a bough heavy with fruit. She tilted her head to the side, got underneath his semi-tumescent organ, and began to lick his nuts.
His cock jerked, stretched out, and stood up. Melanie's nudging face shoved it higher, and he enjoyed looking down past it as her busy lips and tongue, working over his testicles. He also liked the way her titties hung, projecting firmly forward and quivering with her every motion. Her pink nipples were super-stiff.
Linc let his gaze sweep down the graceful undulation of her back to her bottom, which was thrust out, its plump cheeks bulging the stretchy nylon of her pink panties.
She tongue-flogged the underside of his packer, from its base to its hugely swollen head, and her lips crept kissingly all over the bulbous, purplish glans. When she smoothed the very tip of his cock, he drove his hips quickly forward, parting her honeyed lips wide as he sunk his horny prick between them. She lowered 'her lashes and sucked the knob-ended column which plugged her mouth. Linc's slightly salty tang stimulated her taste buds, and his male muskiness made her olfactory nerves giddy. Perhaps most of all, she enjoyed the firm feel of his big, powerful maleness in her mouth and the opportunity to use it for the satisfaction of a basic urge which was common to all persons: The need to suck.
Melanie sucked his cock slowly, drawing her lips in a smooth, gliding motion back onto. the bulging crown of his prick, which she circled with her damp tongue before plunging deliberately forward, once more encompassing as much of his stalwart rod as her mouth could hold. Forward and back, forward and back, she pumped her mouth on his throbbingly uplifted cock. The lubricious sounds of the fellatio added to the more basic stimulations, enhancing the breathless pleasure of both Linc and herself.
His balls hung quiveringly outside his pants, and the girl's hand came up underneath to cup them. She coddled his lust-bloated gonads in her palm as her hard fingernails tickled the back of his scrotum. Still, she sucked his cock claspingly, driving her mouth relentlessly along his rod.
"Get on the bed, damn it!" he suddenly cried. "Kneel and stick your ass up!"
That was a new request, and Melanie immediately feared he intended to take her the wrong way, a practice which Bea had said he enjoyed.
"I don't want to do it like that!" she said as she sat on the edge of the bed. "Please don't make me!"
"What are you talking about?" he asked irritably as he quickly stripped off his clothes. "That way is fun!"
"But my asshole is so tiny!" Melanie blurted.
"Your asshole!" Linc laughed. "Christ, I just opened your cunt-that will keep me amused for awhile! What I want to do is screw you from in back, the way the animals do it. Savages do it that way, too."
Melanie giggled and flopped onto her tummy, making her asscheeks quiver in her thin, clingy briefs. "That's all right, then. Just make sure your thing doesn't slip."
"My cock," Linc corrected, as he knelt nude on the bed.
"Yes, your cock!" Melanie said with feeling as she gazed at it warmly over her shoulder. "Your beautiful, big stiff cock!"
He stroked the supple, firm rondures of her rear, sheathed in slippery nylon. His fingertips traced the crotch-seam of her briefs, then the elastics which cuddled the undersides of her buttocks. He stretched one elastic away from a rounded white cheek and bent to kiss it. Melanie shivered with pleasure, her assflesh vibrating against his mouth.
He suddenly bit her bottom, and she gasped.
"Hey, that hurt!" she complained.
Linc's response was to chuckle and stretch the top elastic of her panties down. The deep, tight cleft between her buttocks was revealed. He pulled her pants inside-out along her thighs, down her garters, across her stocking tops, and slitlieringly for the length of her nylons. He worked the panties over one shoe and left them looped around her opposite side.
His hands stroked the symmetrical loveLincss of her legs, off the tops of her nylons and along her taut garters. He bent and licked the outside of a smooth, bare thigh. Then he boosted her hips, forcing her to draw her knees forward for support. She parted her knees far enough to grant him access and he pushed her shoulders down, mashing her breasts against the bed.
"Now!" he declared with relish, kneeling behind her.
The sight which she presented was one for connoisseurs of the very finest in female beauty. Linc qualified. And he appreciated the lovely ass which was thrust upward before him, waiting for the thrust of his prick, which his hand thoughtfully stroked.
Melanie's pale buttocks were split wide enough for him to glimpse her shy anus, pinky-beige and puckered tightly. Her pussy was' a wet slash, edged by golden fluff. Her stretched stocking tops encircled the fullness of her thighs and were held snugly in place by white garters.
Linc moved up and placed his prickhead between her buttocks.
She gasped and flattened herself, making his cock spring upright.
"You promised," she cried.
"I was only teasing," he said. "Come on. Stick it up again!"
"No! Not until you tell me for sure that you won't try to put it into my ass," she insisted "All right! I won't put it into your ass. I promise. Now, let me see that pink pussy again!"
Melanie slowly raised her buttocks and curved her back concavely so that her lightly fringed cunt thrust itself at him. This time he introduced his cock-knob between her lathered pink labia, and bored grindingly forward, sinking inch after inch of his iron-hard rod into the narrow channel of her sex.
Her moist flesh gripped him heatedly. She panted, then gave a cooing sound and began to revolve her supple bottom. Linc sank deeper yet, until finally her twat had claimed all eight inches of his throbbing cock.
It seemed strange not to see him and not to have his bulk bearing down on her, but to feel his flat belly pressing the cheeks of her ass and his wiry cock-hairs stuffing into her cleavage, tickling her anus. The odd stimulations ceased as he drew his slippery pole backward and partially out of her. He twisted it, stirring her cauldron, then sank deep again.
"Like it?" he asked, almost casually.
"Yessssss!"
"Tell me?"
"I love your big prick!" she said.
"More," Linc prompted as he slowly and steadily fucked her.
"Ooooooooh, you're stretching my pussy so goooood!" she purred heatedly. "And it doesn't hurt now at all! It just feels wonderfull!!! Ooooooh, Fuck me, Fuck me, Linc! Give me all the cock you've got! Ram it deeeeeeep!"
He did.
"Yes, baby! Yessssssss, baby!" the impassioned girl cried as she fucked back. "I love it! Keep screwing meeeee! Don't ever stop!"
Linc made the bed rock and sigh beneath them as he stroked his long, thick penis in and out of her revolving, upturned twat. He glided his hands up and down the outside of her thighs, across her stocking tops. Finally he lay forward, over her rump, and reached underneath to cup her titties.
His pole continued to please her with its long, slippery plunges. She felt every ridge and vein on his rod. Her rippling cunt-walls thrilled him as they encircled him snugly. Her asscheeks cushioned his battering belly and shimmied sensuously with each impact.
Neither participant on the bed saw the bathroom door open a few inches- just far enough for Scotty to peek through. The youth watched his father fuck the pretty teacher, whom Scotty himself adored, and he was jealous. But even so, the lad was so excited that he couldn't keep from pulling at his up thrust pecker, stroking it and making it throb hotly as his young balls churned.
Linc's huge, woman-pleasing prick pumped faster and deeper into Melanie, and her cunt muscles claspingly caressed him as she wriggled and bumped. He rode her bobbing rear. He pulled on her tits, stretching her firm, young nipples and letting them snap back.
She panted. She moaned. She squealed.
Suddenly she spasmed around Linc's cunt filing thrusts, and brought forth his bubbling sperm which pooled in the pit of her pussy for the first time. (Fortunately she had gone out and obtained some contraceptive pills.) Scotty pushed back into the bathroom just in time to let his spunk splatter into the tub.
Why, can Dad take Miss Jones like that and I can't? the young lad thought.
In the bedroom, Melanie asked Linc as they snuggled together, "What kind of a bind are you in?"
"Hmmmm?" he responded as he played with her tits. "You said you were in a bind."
"Oh. Yeah." The problem flooded back into his consciousness. "That picture of Bea with a man was stolen by some professional hoods. I don't know how they found out about it, but they did. Now they're demanding a quarter of a million bucks-that's five times as much as the guy who took the picture wanted. It'll strap me to raise that kind of cash!"
Melanie felt sorry for him. She considered herself somewhat responsible for his trouble also.
"Do you know where these people can be reached?" she asked.
"Yeah. They gave me an address."
"What if I were to go and get acquainted with them?" Melanie suggested. "A girl can manage that sort of thing easy enough. They won't know that I know you. Maybe I can find out where the picture is and get hold of it."
"You're crazy!" Linc said. "Those bastards play with guns."
Melanie shivered inwardly. Still, she was stimulated by the daring Scheme. And she did want to help Linc.
"I'll be careful," she said. "Maybe the plan won't work. But isn't it worth a try?"
Linc studied her. "You'll have to be super smooth," he warned.
"Don't you think I can be?" she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Maybe so. You've surprised me several times."
"When are you supposed to pay the blackmailers?" she asked.
"I stalled them until tomorrow. I told them I couldn't get the cash until then. They're expecting my representative to show up around noon."
"Then I'll show up at ten o'clock," Melanie said.
"But what makes you think they'll tell you what they're up to?" Linc asked incredulously.
"After I get acquainted with them, they might tell me anything! You did."
She was right, Linc realized. As she had said, it probably was worth a try.