Belinda's eyes closed against the stinging warm spray of the showerhead. She was thinking about Tony, wondering what time he would get home. Tony was probably working late. She would have plenty of time to get all fresh and clean for him. Tony usually wanted to fuck when he came home late and Belinda blushed just thinking about some of the things that Tony liked to do in bed.
She rubbed a little harder at her, wet, silky pussycurls and giggled in anticipation. Maybe Tony would stick his tongue in her pussy tonight, the way the girls had been talking about at work. That wasn't likely to happen though. Tony didn't believe in doing anything that wild. He wanted her to behave like a lady in bed, something that Belinda tried to do, but it was hard sometimes when the hot thrills raced through her pussy and she wanted to scream out in lust. Tony said that wasn't proper though. He didn't want a whore in bed – just a sweet, innocent, little wife.
Belinda sighed. It was hard being sweet and innocent all the time. She wondered what it would be like to be wild, like Tony said whores were. She wouldn't mind trying it just to see what it felt like. She'd even suck his cock if that was what he wanted. Tony didn't seem to want anything like that though.
All he ever wanted to do was to shove his cock between her legs and flood his hot, sticky cream up her pussy. That was nice. Belinda loved it, but sometimes she hungered for something a little more wild.
Thinking about what she and Tony did in bed made Belinda's little pussy start to twitch in a familiar way. She tried to keep her hands away from the little joy button at the top of her sweet pussyslit but it was no use. It was Tony's fault. If he'd been home on time, everything would have been just fine. He wasn't there though and Belinda just had to do something now. Her pussy was so hot it felt like it was going to burst into flames.
"Ooooh, no," Belinda sighed as her fingers slipped between the puffy pink lips of her pussy. "It's not nice. Ooooh, no!"
She couldn't seem to stop though. Her fingers glided over the smooth skin of her pussyflesh and she sighed lustfully as she found the erect lump of her clit sticking right out of the top of her shiny pussy.
Belinda tried to pull her fingers back. This was absolutely shameful. She couldn't stop now though. Her pussy was fluttering wildly and there was an ache at the back of her spasming cunt. She knew that she should wait for Tony but her pussy didn't want to wait. It wanted to come now, anyway it could, with her fingers or with Tony's cock, it didn't make any difference.
"Noooo!" Belinda moaned. "Ooooo, no… I shouldn't!"
Belinda didn't stop though. Her pussy was too hot to wait even a second longer. She would have to bring herself off with her fingers. It was the only way to get a little relief.
Belinda dropped the washcloth. She moved directly under the spray of water and canted her hips forward, tipping them up at the same time and pulling her puffy cuntlips apart with the fingers of both hands. Then she gasped in joy. The hot spray was splattering right against her clit, sending shivers of passion through her trembling body.
Belinda reached up and adjusted the spray of water until it was just the right temperature. It felt like a long, hot tongue lapping against her throbbing clit. That was how it would feel if someone licked her pussy. It was just wonderful!
The Colonel sighed lustfully. Tonight he was really getting a treat. If he could watch Belinda play with her pussy every night, it would more than make up for fucking Gladys' pussy. These young girls were really something. Somehow The Colonel couldn't imagine Gladys doing something like this.
The Colonel almost groaned right out loud as he watched, the water buffeting Belinda's hot little love button around. He could see that she was really enjoying it. She was making little gurgling sounds, and her eyes were glazed with passion. Her titties were swelling up now, and quivering as the water pelted down on the rosy little nubs of her nipples. The Colonel knew just how they would feel if he could reach out and touch them… hard and rubbery and very, very hot. That was the way nipples should feel.
Suddenly The Colonel realized what an uncomfortable position he was in. His legs were aching and he eased himself down until he was sitting in the bottom of the bathtub with his legs out over the side. That was much better. His cock still felt like a branding iron though, bunched up inside his pants that way. The Colonel pulled down his pajama pants and sighed. That was much better. His cock was sticking straight out now and he grasped it firmly in his hand, waiting for Belinda to do something else to her hot little pussy.
Belinda sighed lustily. She dropped one hand down until her fingers touched the spasming hole of her cuntmouth. It felt so good that she poked her finger in a little way. She could feel her pussy muscles tugging and nipping at the end of her finger. Her stiff little finger felt almost like a tiny cock, poking right in the mouth of her pussy that way.
The feeling gave Belinda a very naughty idea. Why not really pretend it was a cock.
She could bunch her fingers together until they were, the size of Tony's cock and really give her hot pussy a treat. She could fuck herself just like Tony did… it might even be better. With the water pelting against her throbbing clitty that way it felt better than fucking with Tony already.
Belinda felt guilty. There must be something wrong with her. She never felt this wonderful when Tony was fucking her. Maybe she was frigid like some of the books said. Maybe she couldn't get off because there was something wrong with her. Belinda didn't really believe it though. She always had lots of fun when she played with her pussy. She just didn't have that much fun with Tony. Tony didn't make the wild thrills that her fingers did.
The Colonel couldn't stop himself. When Belinda thrust her fingers into the gaping hole of her cunt, he imagined that his cock was dipping in and out of her sweet pussy. It was his cock giving Belinda those thrills, not her slim fingers at all. The Colonel pressed his fingers tightly around the jerking length of his cock and whipped it back and forth, jacking it off just like Belinda's tight, clutching pussy would do if he were really fucking her.
Belinda had no idea The Colonel was watching her. The little crack between the tiles had been there when she and Tony had moved in. How could she know that The Colonel was using it for a peephole?
Belinda plunged her fingers in and out in an increasing rhythm of delight. It felt so good that she could hardly stop the trembling in her knees. She threw her head back and let the water beat down on her face, making little mewing sounds of pleasure. This was pure heaven, feeling the water splatter against her throbbing clit and jamming her fingers faster and faster into the spasming mouth of her hot pussy.
"Aaaagh, yesss!" Belinda groaned. She moved faster and faster and the jamming action of her plunging fingers made her titties wobble and jiggle on her chest.
The Colonel's hand was moving faster and faster too. His fingers took up the same rhythm as Belinda's. Both of them were almost at the peak now. It wouldn't take long before both of them would come.
Belinda howled in pleasure. Her pussy was red-hot now. It spasmed and moved, nipping and tugging at her fingers, forcing them deeper and deeper into the tight ring of her cunt. She felt the thrills build up to a fever pitch. Her body felt hot under the stinging spray and the needle-sharp drops of water splattered against her clit with full force.
"Aaaaagh!" Belinda squealed. She was almost coming now. The thrills got bigger and bigger, and then she was washing away on a tide of pure lust, writhing and squealing in ecstasy.
"Uhhhhhh!" The Colonel yelped. The cum shot out of the tip of his prick and splattered against the side of the bathtub. Spurt followed hot spurt until his cock was drained dry and his balls were emptied in a blast of pure pleasure.
The Colonel shook his head and grinned lewdly. That had really been a good one. He put his eyes back to the peekhole and watched Belinda pull her fingers from her pussy. He almost chuckled out loud at the transformation in her face. The look of lust had been replaced with a worried frown.
Belinda shut off the shower and cocked her head toward the door. When she didn't hear anything, she smiled. Thank God Tony hadn't come home and found her playing with her pussy in the shower. Tony would never understand something as depraved as that. He would be angry with her for giving way to something that wasn't in the least bit ladylike.
The Colonel's grin turned into a frown. The poor girl was obviously feeling as guilty as hell now. He wished that she wouldn't feel quite so guilty. There wasn't anything wrong with playing with her pussy. Lots of women did that when there wasn't a man around. He wished that he could go next door and tell her that.
The Colonel shook his head. Her husband must not be very good in bed. He was probably twice the man that Tony was. He wished that he was young enough to prove it to her. He could make her come with his cock, now that he knew just what turned her on. He could finger her little clit just as well as the shower had.
The Colonel almost laughed out loud at his thoughts. Imagine that! He was supposed to be too old for fucking, according to Gladys. And here he was fantasizing about satisfying the girl next door, a girl young enough to be his daughter!
The Colonel wiped up the cum in the bathtub and crawled back into bed carefully. He sure didn't want Gladys to wake up and ask him what he was doing wandering around at this hour of the night. He still thought about Belinda though and how he would love the chance to fuck her. If the opportunity ever presented itself, you could be damn sure he was going to try it!
"He didn't wake you up when he came back?" Sharon asked, looking absolutely dumbfounded. "What a dunce! Did he know what you had planned for the evening?"
"Uh, no," Vera giggled. "Everything was going just fine until Mrs. Gooch called. Then it took him so long to come back that I fell asleep."
Sharon sighed. "Well, there's always tonight," she said, grinning. "At least you'll get a second chance at it. I'll probably be dead after Andy gets through with me tonight. I really blew it last night?"
Vera nodded thoughtfully after she'd heard Sharon's story. "It's too bad he's not playing around with another woman," she remarked lightly. "Then you could tell him that you found out and you could compromise, you know he doesn't ask you questions and you won't ask any either. That would work out fine."
Sharon shook her head. "I'm pretty sure that he plays around at work, but there's no way of catching him," she confessed. "I wish he was playing around with someone in the building. Then I could catch him red-handed."
Vera grinned thoughtfully. "There's that woman down on the first floor, Georgette, I think her name is. Vance says he's sure that she sleeps with men for the rent. It'd be great if you could catch Andy playing around with her."
"Hey," Sharon said, starting to giggle. "Does she seem like a nice woman? I mean, do you think she'd be willing to go along with a joke?"
Vera slapped her hand to her mouth. "You-you're not really going to ask her to do it, are you?" she gasped. "God! I'd never have nerve like that!"
"Come on down with me," Sharon begged. "Come on, Vera. You can say that you're checking for leaks or something in her apartment. Then you can introduce me and I can figure out some way of asking her."
Fifteen minutes later Vera and Sharon were giggling as the elevator sped up to Sharon's floor.
"Georgette's really nice," Vera giggled. "And to think we thought she was a whore. God! I've never teen so embarrassed!"
"Georgette thought it was funny," Sharon gasped, giggling even harder than Vera. "I just about died when we found out she was a photographer and the guys coming over were just picking up proofs."
Vera and Sharon had no sooner gotten in the door of Sharon's apartment when the phone rang.
"Wow!" Sharon giggled as she hung up the phone. "That was Georgette. She said she was thinking about Andy and how I'd be in trouble if I couldn't catch him in bed with someone and she offered to do it for kicks!"
"God, what a nice person!" Vera giggled. "You mean she's going to seduce Andy for kicks? How is she going to do it, anyway?"
"Well," Sharon grinned, "you have to help me set it up. You're supposed to take Andy to her apartment after work. Tell him that Vance is busy and there's an emergency at Georgette's apartment after you take him there, come straight upstairs. Georgette said to give her fifteen minutes and then both of us should barge right in. She promised to have Andy in a pretty compromising situation."