It was a boring night for Leo but a necessary one. This was a night when he sized the husband up and measured one against the other and generally learned a lot about the couple that would help later.
The evening told him that Bob was a young good-looking kid full of ambition and a little nettled that his wife was now making more money than he was. The two men chatted of business and insurance and the thought entered Bob's mind of how nice it would be if he got to know a powerful man like Leo McKern. It could lead to all sorts of business, Leo introducing him as an expert. One man like Leo could land Bob a whole career!
Yet, he was his wife's employer and all he could do was politely answer Leo's questions. To him, Leo seemed an aggressive man who contained a great deal of his rage and energy and channeled it back in a gruff voice and a blunt way.
Leo stayed over the next day and spent hours alone with Carol, lecturing her on her new duties and trying, in every subtle way he could, to get closer to Carol.
He got exactly nowhere. Carol was polite but aloof and he ended the day frustrated. He spent an additional night alone in a motel room, brooding, then sleeping and rising the next day to go to the job and quiz and lecture Carol some more.
No matter how he probed and pried, Carol remained aloof and polite, an edge coming in her voice whenever Leo got too risque in his language.
He found himself back at home with Mona, facing a weekend and getting absolutely nowhere with young Carol Hunnicutt.
"Zero," he said to Mona, "Absolutely no reaction. Blank, zero, nothing. Ziltch. I lose. That snooty bitch wiggles that hot little ass all over the lot with every guy in the place watching from his car and I want to grab that ass and absolutely zero!"
"Serves you right." Mona, on the floor, had bent over the comics and is engrossed in reading Prince Valiant.
"Huh?" He gulps at his Bloody Mary and looked down at his wife. "Serves me what?"
"Serves you right."
"For what?"
"For taking yourself so God damned seriously."
He grinned down at her. "Maybe. Maybe I'm a lot funnier than you think I am. Maybe I got a plan which just flow comes to me." He grinned down at his wife. "Yeah, maybe it just now comes to me. This Carol Hunnicutt has got a very attractive husband."
"Mmmmmmmm?" Mona let her eyes narrow and her lips were wet as she smiled up at her husband, suddenly interested in what he had to say. She held her drink up and sipped at it, reading the message loud and clear in his eyes. "Leo," Mona smiled at him demurely. "Let's take these drinks to the bedroom, shall we?"
"Why you little whore!" Leo smiled, following behind her down the hallway. "You're about the most selfish thing alive. You always come first. I mention an attractive man and you right away get excited. Listen, I couldn't get anywhere with that bitch!"
"I don't see you lagging far behind love," Mona cooed, turning just inside the door and peeling her robe from her body seductively and dropping it to her feet. "Of course, if you'd rather not."
"Let's not get too hasty now," Leo replied quickly, his face flushing slightly as his eyes locked on his wife's full well-tanned body. "I think we can work something out. It's been a long non-productive weekend for me."
Mona smiled at him coyly and did a small pirouette in the center of the room before she walked softly to the huge double-king sized bed and lay down full in the center of it, spreading her limbs in a wide crucifixion position. She smiled lazily up at him without a word, just a seductive smile playing across her lips! Leo's breath sucked in slightly from the sudden excitement of the pose she had taken.
Damn, he thought, there's just no one else like her. His eyes, for the millionth time in their eight years of marriage, played over full well rounded curves and sent tiny ripples of desire running swiftly over the sensitive nerve-ends of his skin. His eyes roamed over the naked contours stretched out in anticipation before him.
They stopped for a moment on the high round breasts that were set so closely together, leaving room for the narrowest of valleys running between their magnificent firmness. He never failed to marvel at how they kept their shape at all times, in spite of their size.
He had seen Mona and took one look and a few months later he had shed his second wife with a divorce and the two of them had been together ever since. Nothing had changed since then and he still marveled at her each and every time he saw her in the nude. She was holding up pretty well for a thirty-one year old and if he weren't such a lecherous bastard, he mused silently to himself, he would never have to step out of the house. She was enough for any one man. His eyes flicked lower to the enticingly rounded, ivory-sheened lips that led to the delicious sweep of long, gradually rounded thighs. Between her slightly spread legs he could see clearly through the soft curling pubic hair covering her loins the fleshy pinkness of her vaginal slit glistening wetly in the dim light seeping through the curtains.
"Well, lover, are you going to stand there all day? Hand me my drink and get naked," His wife teased him, fully aware of the effect the licentious position of her body was having on him. She squirmed her buttocks down into the mattress, enjoying the power she was exerting over him by the lewd exhibition of her body and watching with secret satisfaction the changing expressions flickering across his lips.
"You little prick-tease," Leo growled, "You've gotten yourself a pile of trouble now and you just might not get out of it until tomorrow morning, if then."
He handed her the Bloody Mary and set his own on the table by the bed, pulling at the same time at his clothes. It took only a moment for them to fall quickly to the floor where he left them lying in a disorganized heap. He stood for a moment at the edge of the bed looking down at her naked form, spread waiting on the bed. His long thick penis stood out rigid beneath the slight paunch he was developing. Mona had risen to one elbow to take a long sip from the tall drink and was looking directly at his hardness.
"Mmmmmmmm," she said softly for effect, as she brought the glass down from her lips. "That didn't take long."
"No Ma'am. Old Daddy is ripe and ready right now. Open up wide honey, spread those long lovely legs of yours, I'm coming in fast." He grinned down at her taking the glass from her hand.
"Wait just one minute!" Mona said in a mocking tone as she rolled out of the way of his leap onto the bed. "You were going to tell me a bit about that blonde and her attractive husband and what you were going to do to her!" She gently fought her husband off, pleading, "Please, you know how it fires me up."
"Oh baby, come one," Leo good-naturedly pleaded. He knew it was a game and they played it often. He was ready now but knew she liked to be coaxed before the action began.
"Nope. No dory, no nookie," she said, squirming seductively just out of arm's reach across the bed.
"OK, OK, if that's the way you want it. I'll tell you how you're going to get your share too. Is that a deal?"
"Is it a deal!" She smiled wantonly, moving closer to him and stretching the full length of her body tightly against him. "It's the best part of the deal!"
"Well, it just might take you awhile to recover from what you're going to get in a second so I'll wait a few days to put it into effect."
"Don't you worry about me." His wife nuzzled against his ear. "You can bring him on this afternoon after I've taken care of you if you like. You never could last long enough to make me yell 'uncle'."
"We'll see about that later." He grinned over at her, taking her hand and pushing it down around the thickness of his upstanding penis. She began to stroke then massage it, rubbing the softness of his foreskin back and forth and then slipping her hand to his balls cradling softness in her palm. Leo groaned and gritted his teeth at her gentle ministrations of his testicles and penis.
"DO you want to hear the story or not?" he sputtered as she gave a gentle squeeze that sent shivers down his spine.
"Mmmmmmmm," she answered softly, "just amusing myself in the meantime."
"Well," Leo ground his teeth again and began. "I couldn't get anywhere with her. Up to a point, she's okay, beyond that she switches off. So, the way to get to her is through him. If we can get him in a position where he has to go along with it then we've got it made."
"And just how do you propose to do that?" his wife asked softly, continuing the gentle stroking of the loose foreskin up and down the length of his rod.
"That's going to be your job. Carol, his wife, is going to be away at his mother's for a few days starting tomorrow and I thought we might get him out for dinner and a few drinks and let you go to work on him. I can work out an excuse to get lost so he won't suspect anything and you can take it from there. Show him the playpen downstairs, that always works."
"Mmmmmmmm, I like. Gives inc a chance to show off my talents-and satisfy my maternal instincts all at the same time. You say he's young, huh?"
"About twenty four or five."
"And I like them young," she crooned gently. "Darling, for this you get a reward while you tell all about both of them."
His wife moved down the bed, trailing the soft moistness of her tongue and lips slowly across the flabbiness of his stomach. Her fingernails scratched lightly against his cock that reached yearningly up to the ceiling. Suddenly she was hovering on all fours with her face poised just above his prick until he could feel the hot air from her breath blowing close against it.
"Co on with the story, darling," she cooed seductively, "I'm waiting."
"And," Leo swallowed deeply as his wife hunched on all fours over his loins, stroking his hardness first with one hand and then between both of them at the same time. "You'll get him in the sack with you – aaaaaaaaahhhhh."
He groaned and thrust his loins forward involuntarily as the warm moistness of her open lips closed over the sensitive throbbing head of his cock.
"And – ohh – he'll be throwing it to you – ooohhh," he moaned again, reaching down and tangling his hands tightly in her hair to guide the rhythm of her bobbing head below. He lifted his head slightly from the pillow to watch her sensuously contorted face. It made the sensation that much more exciting when he could see the thickness of his own cock buried deep up between her widely ovaled lips.
"Co-wa on-wa," she mumbled around his plunging prick, struggling to get the words out and at the same time increase the twirling of her tongue around the moist stickiness of the pungent and blood-Inflated head.
"Fuck it, you can wait to hear the Goddamn story," Leo growled as she began to suck a little harder. "You just suck sweet and nice, baby and Daddy will tell you about it later."
He looked at the mirror on the wall facing the bed so he could get a better profile look at his wife's face as his hardening shaft began to slide rhythmically in and out of her roundly ovaled mouth. The very sight of it caused his loins to tense and jerk into her face until, in the mirror, it looked as though he were burying the full length of it all the way down her throat. Almost all of it seemed to disappear with each hard thrust he made until only a little stretch of it showed white and glistening protruding thickly from between her lips.
Her tongue, with a nerve tingling lick on the outstroke was making the head throb and jerk as though his heart itself were beating inside. He watched, hypnotized in the mirror, watching the flesh of her lips being pulled out grotesquely, clinging to the flesh of his prick as she sucked hungrily, her mind caught up in the task with all her concentration. Her breasts jerked and danced below her pumping torso, adding to the lust inciting picture presented to him in the glass.
"Suck it, baby, suck it," he hissed through tightly clenched teeth, dropping his head back heavily on the pillow and pretending for the moment that it was Carol Hunnicutt in tight shorts. Goddamn, he'd like to have her like this, ramming it deep into her proud little mouth. By God; he'd shove it all the way down to her tonsils when he did get her. He'd pump his hot sperm all the way down her throat and into that white tight little belly of hers until it burst up out of her tits!
"Come on, baby, come on," he grunted as his wife slaved below, her body beginning to glisten from the tiny droplets of sweat forming all over her skin. He felt like urinating as he felt the pressure growing in his balls. He knew it wouldn't be long now. His cock felt like it was filled with lead and ready to explode like the popping of a giant balloon that, when it went, blew, would spew its insides for miles in all directions. He shoved his loins hard up against her face, hearing her protesting mumble that went unheeded in his quest for the final end of this torture that was building, building, building until all at once he felt the white hot stream begin deep in his balls and race steam like the length of his plunging cock. He gasped and his lips bared back over his teeth as if being torn and twisted by fire.
His prick began a sudden wild stattaco jerking that flooded without warning his wife's wildly sucking mouth with gust after gust of the white-hot sperm, bloating her cheeks outward with each bullet-like spurt until she swallowed to keep from choking, mewling and crooning at his thrusting loins.
"Don't stop, baby, keep sucking, keep sucking!" he gasped as his hands tangled tighter in her hair, convulsively ramming his cock farther and farther down her ravished throat. She went on sucking wildly as he continued shooting his heavily flowing semen deep, deep into her mouth.
With one last earth-shattering groan, he emptied the last of his sperm into her lips but she went on nibbling gently for long moments afterwards, sucking every last drop from the excitedly spurting penis.
Gradually, the satiated penis deflated in her mouth. Leo threw his arms out in exhaustion, a great sigh of relief escaping from his lips. She lay for awhile with her head on his thigh, still nibbling gently at the limp useless penis in front of her and then she began crawling up over his belly and kissed him hard on the lips, still filled with her own hot passion.
"What happened to my story, lover?" she teased softly, smiling down at him with the slight sparkle of triumph in her eyes.
"Why you little bitch, you had that planned all along, didn't you?" Leo half growled, half groaned. "Imagine picking on a man ten-years older than you."
"You'll have your chance to get even, dear, I'll see to that in a few minutes. Now tell me the happy ending about how you'll talk Mr. Attractive Husband of Hunnicutt – or is it honey cunt?" Mona laughed mischievously.
"Simple, love, the lad is in the insurance business and my places and help needs all kinds of insurance. Once I make it clear to him why I want to see him, once I throw a few figures around and he gets those in ibis mind and quickly figures his commission and what his future could be he'll come panting for a chance. No starving little insurance man can turn down a chance like this, can he?"
"My are you ever the clever one," his wife teased as she reached her hand down and felt him hardening again. "And, an insatiable old bastard, too," she grinned, feeling the moisture rising between her thighs. She knew it was going to be a long delicious night and she smiled to her self inwardly, in anticipation.