The next day our lunch guest was supposed to be Jeremy again, but he got called back home early on business, leaving Jocelyn and I without anyone to entertain. Except, of course, for ourselves. When Roy suggested that the two of us go on home for the day, Jocelyn asked me if I'd like to come by her apartment for a while.
Of course I would.
We spent several hours talking and the time passed I found myself becoming more and more enthralled with Jocelyn; she seemed to know just what I was going to say before I even said it.
Finally I told her about Howard. "Wow. That's pretty heavy."
"I know."
"What are you gonna do?"
"I don't know. I think I want to get out of the whole thing but I just can't afford it right now. He makes too much money and if I just walked out, I know I wouldn't get any of it."
Jocelyn didn't say anything for a minute, but then a slow smile spread across her face.
"You say he's a bank vice-president?" I nodded.
"Then I think I've got the answer."
I was squeezed into a corner of Howard's office between two file cabinets, a cassette recorder in my hand. Fifteen feet away Jocelyn we sitting in front of Howard's desk, ostensibly applying for a loan.
I watched and I listened, the recorder operating softly, "I'm sorry, Miss McCall…"
"Please, call me Jocelyn."
"All right. Jocelyn. I'm sorry, but we just can't risk loaning you any money right now. You're…"
"But I need it."
Now Jocelyn was standing up, bending forward so that her tits were practically falling out of her blouse onto the desk in front of Howard.
"I'm sorry." Howard's voice was dry and raspy, as if he was trying to pay attention but was failing miserably.
I couldn't help but grin.
"Look; I'll do anything. Anything."
"I'm sorry, but… what are you doing?"
Jocelyn quickly locked the door into the office and turned back to the desk.
"What are you doing?" Howard repeated, his eyes moving quickly all over the room and up and down on Jocelyn's body.
She stripped.
Howard's jaw dropped open, but he made no move to stop her. Thirty seconds later she we completely naked in front of him.
"I said I'd do anything for the loan. Now what do you want me to do?"
Howard's mouth opened, but nothing came out. I could tell that he was as turned on by Jocelyn's naked body as I was, but he didn't know what to do. But that didn't bother Jocelyn.
Within a minute she had him as naked. His cock jutted out in front of him like a telephone pole as he stood behind the desk looking at her with wide eyes.
"How do you like this?" Jocelyn asked, running her fingers up and down the length of his cock.
Howard only groaned.
"You've got to tell me what you want me to do. Go ahead, say something… do you want me to suck it for you? How about that? You're nice, big cock inside my mouth? Or we could fuck. Or do both. It's up to you; all I want is that loan."
"Suck it," Howard whispered. "What?"
"I said suck it."
"Will I get the loan then?"
"Yes."
Jocelyn grinned. I grinned. I was certain all of that had been recorded on the cassette; now we were in business.
Jocelyn went to work on his cock.
First she ran her lips up and down the entire length of his meat, slipping and sliding them wetly across his skin.
Then she opened her mouth and went down on him, his cock sliding effortlessly into her throat.
I could see everything, and the sight of my husband's cock disappearing into Jocelyn's sleek throat and mouth caused my own juices to start churning. I couldn't stand it, but there was nothing I could do except watch.
"Is it good?" Jocelyn murmured, somehow managing to speak even though her mouth was filled with his meat.
"Yeah. It's good. Real good."
Then she made certain to make the loudest slurping sounds she could possibly come up with; loud enough so that they would definitely be audible on the tape.
One hand was on his balls now, while the other guided his shaft in and out of her hungry mouth, sliding the skin up and down while he pumped into her.
Howard was loving it.
Harder and harder he pumped, slamming his cock deeper and deeper into Jocelyn's mouth.
"That's it, kid. Keep sucking. Keep sucking my cock; then you'll get your loan."
I could have jumped for joy; we had everything we could possibly need, now that he had said that.
Fantastic.
She finished him off quickly, slurping and swirling her tongue so vigorously around his cock that it was only a matter of a few seconds before he began to shake and shudder.
"Get it all, kid. Every drop. Don't let any get out of that sweet mouth of yours."
He needn't have worried.
Jocelyn was an expert.
A few seconds later every muscle in his ass and legs grew tense, and at the end of a stroke he froze.
His cum shot out into her mouth.
I could see her tongue and jaw muscles working madly to catch every drop. She licked and sucked hungrily, gobbling it down.
"Yeah, baby, that's it. You're good. Real Goddam good. You'll get your loan."
At last she was finished.
Letting his cock slip from her lips she smiled up at him, traces of his cum still lingering on her lips and teeth.
Back at Jocelyn's apartment, we celebrated. At first we just played the tape over and over again, giggling and laughing. Then we had drinks.
It was hysterical.
Again and again we listened to Howard promise to give her the loan, and each time we heard it we laughed uproariously.
Then we made love.
Neither of us was surprised that it happened; in fact, I think we had both been counting on it. After all the stimulation that we had both received during the afternoon there was no way we were going to pass up the opportunity to explore each other's bodies and make that part of our celebration.
There we no seduction invoked; it was more of a mutual agreement that didn't even have to be spoken.
"Let's take a bath," Jocelyn suggested.
I nodded, smiling.
The tub was crowded, but we didn't mind. We both soaped down each other's body, letting our fingers run all over the soft flesh across from us.
Her tits were fantastic.
Every time my fingers came into contact with the soft, white flesh I could feel a tremor of excitement run through her entire body. I played lightly with her tits, squeezing her flesh and flicking my fingertips across her nipples while she did the same thing to me.
Then she stood up.
I rubbed the soap into her body, saving her beautiful blonde cunt for last.
Then I went to work on it.
The hair was soft and silky, the color of pure honey. As I lathered it up Jocelyn closed her eyes and gently pressed down against my hands, forcing enough pressure so that her clit was indirectly stimulated; I wanted to jam my finger all the way into her cunt, but somehow managed to wait. There would be time for that.
Then I rinsed her clean, revealing her entire body once again. I felt like licking every drop of water from her with my tongue, so smooth, soft and delicious did she seem.
Instead, however, I simply stood up and let her do the same thing to me that I had done for her.
It was fantastic.
She spent most of the time on my tits and cunt, rubbing the soap into them and making me practically come before we even had a chance to get down to serious lovemaking.
After we dried each other off, Jocelyn produced a flask of fragrant body oil, which we rubbed into each other. When we were finished, both of us were smooth and glistening, our naked bodies ready for whatever was going to take place.
Then we went to the bedroom.
The bed was large and circular, and on the ceiling there was something that made me know that Jocelyn was an unusual woman.
It was a mirror.
At first we lay down flat on our backs, looking up at our reflections. Then Jocelyn reached out and touched my left lit, massaging it and squeezing it while we both watched in the mirror.
I loved it.
I could feel my heart pounding, and deep inside my cunt it felt like something was melting; this was going to be the best afternoon of my life.
I kissed her.
At first our lips just touched gently, pressing lightly, but then I felt her tongue come slipping out between her moist membranes.
I opened my mouth wide.
Suddenly her tongue was completely inside me, flicking and darting through my mouth as if it knew exactly where to go. I couldn't believe how good it felt, and with my mind reeling I gave in to her, wrapping my arms around her body and squeezing, sliding my slippery skin against hers.
Our cunts rubbed together, and before I knew what was happening she had her legs wrapped around one of mine and was grinding against my snatch.
"God, Jocelyn…" I murmured in the few moments when my mouth wasn't completely occupied by her hungry tongue. "It's so good."
"Mmmmmmmmm… I know…"
She was on top of me now, smashing down against me, rubbing her tits against my own, madly kissing my neck.
Then she rose up to her knees above me, her hair falling disheveled to her tits, her eyes on me.
"Eat me, Carol."
I nodded happily.
"Eat my cunt."
A moment later she was straddling me, her cunt suspended just a few inches above my face.
It was a beautiful cunt.
Looking up, I could see the lips of her pussy, wet and slick, guarded by the soft, silky blonde hair of her crotch. Higher up I could see her tits, white as marshmallows with beautiful pink rosebuds for nipples.
I wanted her.
Slowly she descended, bringing her cunt down until it landed squarely on my upturned face.
Gingerly at first but with growing excitement, I began to lick the juice that surrounded her pink lips. It was warm and thick, hot cream that tasted better to me than anything I had ever eaten before in my life.
Then jabbed my tongue into her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh… yeah, that's it. Do it, Carol, eat my cunt…"
My tongue flashed in and out, swirling and swishing as I laved out the inside of her pussy. Every few seconds I could feel fresh, hot pubes of her honey come churning down from deep inside her cunt, and I knew that she was enjoying what I was doing for her as much as I was enjoying doing it.
Than she did something that made it even better for both of us.
With a single swift motion she dropped back on her haunches, keeping her cunt on my face, so that her back arched and her body was just a few inches above mine, her tits facing the ceiling.
The pressure of the position caused her cunt and legs to spread even further.
My face was suddenly engulfed in a steaming, slippery mass of cream and flesh. I shoved as hard as I could, trying to bury myself in her body, wedging my jaw, chin, and tongue into her hot, steamy snatch.
"Yeah! Ohhhhhh babe, that's it… now eat me good… real good, babe, real good… eat my clit… right there…"
Her hand came down and spread her lips even wider, making it impossible for me not to see her red, swollen clit.
I went for it.
First I let my tongue flick across it, but as it grew larger I began to suck gently on the tender organ.
Jocelyn went crazy.
"Ohhh… easy… ohhhh, God!"
I grabbed her ass with both hands, spreading the white cheeks apart, making her cunt even more accessible to my tongue.
"I'm gonna come… ohhhh yeah… God, Carol, I'm gonna come… gonna… AAAAGGGGHHHH!"
Suddenly her entire pussy exploded in my face. Hot, sticky juices came flying down through her slit, pouring out onto my mouth and tongue, flooding me with the salt of her passion.
I ate it all.
Again and again my tongue shot into her muff, swirling and slurping, gobbling down every drop of her honey as if there would never be any more after this moment.
But of court that was wrong.
There would be many more times after this for Jocelyn and me.
For us it was just the beginning.
Afterwards, we lay still for a few minutes, watching our naked forms in the mirror. Then Jocelyn finished me off.
It was short, quick, and sweet.
My cunt was already on fire from everything clue that had been going on, and Jocelyn knew that it wouldn't take much to send me over the top.
She let three fingers slide inside me.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
I began to writhe and twist, marveling at the way each of her fingers found a different pressure point inside my trembling cunt, twirling and slashing in every direction.
"Make me come, Jocelyn… I wanna come…"
She smiled.
Then she began to massage my asshole with her other hand, letting her forefinger dart around the sensitive sphincter.
After that, it was over in a matter of seconds. I felt a raging, churning presence begin to rise up inside my pussy, foaming up from deep within me until suddenly I shot off like a rocket, cum squirting all over Jocelyn's hand.
It was fantastic.
Later we talked about a lot of things. It seemed that we never ran out of things to say to each other, and I was certain that she was going to be the best friend that I'd ever had.
"What about Howard?" she finally asked.
"What about him?"
We both giggled hysterically.
"You know, what are you gonna do about the tape we made?"
"Oh, that."
I knew I was playing silly games, but I really didn't care about Howard. Not right now, anyway.
But I knew she was right.
"I guess I'll just play it for him sometime and a how he likes it."
"Ain't you forgetting something?"
"What?"
"Hadn't you better make a copy of it before you play it for him? Otherwise he might just ton it up and that would be the end of that."
She was right.
"Besides," she continued, a twinkle in her green eyes, "I think you're passing up a great opportunity to have some fun with this."
"What do you mean?"