It was almost four in the afternoon by the time Sue got around to having breakfast.
As she had hoped, she and John had parted on good terms. He had accepted her decision when she said they couldn't see each other again. He'd even smiled about it – a slow, knowing smile that Sue didn't quite understand.
Now that the boy was gone, the brunette felt lonely and restless once again. His presence had really brightened up her life the last couple of days. She had never known so much pleasure. Her body had never felt so alive.
As she sat on the living-room couch, sipping a vodka and orange juice, she could feel her pussy still moist and tingling from the boy's lovemaking. She still wore her negligee and she parted the folds to look down at her naked cunt. Her pussy-hair was matted with his cum. The sight aroused her lust. She began to toy with the idea of playing with her clitoris.
Before she had a chance to make up her mind, the front doorbell rang.
Sue's reaction was mixed annoyance and excitement.
He's come back! she thought. She knew he shouldn't have. But her body was ready for him again.
Maybe she'd let him make lover to her just one more time.
She rushed to the door and flung it open.
"Jo…" she started to say.
But it wasn't Johnny. It was Ken Adler.
"Ken!" she exclaimed. Automatically her hand rose to her throat and pulled her negligee tighter.
She was mystified by the strange look on his face. Half angry. Half eager.
"Won't you come in?" she said.
As he headed into the living room, she surveyed him critically. So this was the man she had had such a crush on! This was the man who had fucked the office receptionist in the store room! Her response to him was dulled by her recent experiences with Johnny. She saw him more clearly now… she thought.
He was a good-looking man. His handsome face looked shallow to her now. He didn't seem nearly as honest or charming as young John.
As he stood quietly surveying the room, saying nothing, she felt obligated to speak.
"You'll have to excuse my state of half-dress." Her attempt to be light was a dismal failure. "I'm really being lazy today."
Still he said nothing. Her embarrassment was making her impatient.
"Ken… I assume you have some reason to be here. Would you mind saying something… anything?"
He looked at her and smiled. She felt better. In fact, she felt a return of the old butterflies in the stomach that she always used to feel when Ken Adler smiled at her.
"That orange juice looks good," he said. "Mind if I join you? I'd like a little extra bounce in it, too."
"Sure, I'll be right back." When she returned from the kitchen with his screwdriver, she was startled to find he was drinking hers.
"I see you like orange juice the same way I do, Sue," he said dryly. "Funny, I would never have imagined Miss Sue Walsh sitting alone at home on a Sunday afternoon, drinking orange juice spiked with vodka."
Sue blushed, and was mad at herself for doing so. After all, it was none of his darned business what she did in her own home!
"Every now and then, I like to give myself a little teat," she retorted, just as dryly.
"Yes, I know."
She didn't like the way he was smiling at her. It made her feel naked somehow.
"Ken, you're acting kind of strange. What's this all about, anyway? You've never come to visit me before… And now when you do, you act… weird!" She took a long sip of the drink she had prepared for him. His stare was making her nervous. She needed false courage.
"Well, you know something, Sue? I always used to be kind of in awe of you. I put you up on a pedestal. I was almost afraid to talk to you."
His confession made Sue blush once more. He had always acted so cool. She had had no idea he was so impressed by her.
"Ken, I didn't…"
"Then, this morning, I decided to come by and ask you once more if you'd go out with me." He paused. "But it seems I was a little early… the first time. You see… I was here about four hours ago."
The brunette's heart leaped to her throat. Oh Gawd, no! Don't tell me he knows about me and Johnny! He won't understand! He'll think it was just lust! It was special! I don't want him making it dirty!
She felt desperate. She couldn't stand the idea of somebody else taking that precious something she'd had with Johnny and making it seem nasty and unclean. Immediately, she became defensive.
"What are you talking about, Ken?" she asked impatiently. "So what? So you were here before!"
His excitement grew to match hers.
"So I accidentally happened to see you fucking that Goddamned office boy!"
Sue saw red.
"Don't talk about Johnny like that! You don't know him. You don't know what he's like!" She realized she was shouting, but she couldn't help herself.
"You know he's a Goddamned horny little bastard! He's always talking about how much he'd like to get into the pants of all the girls in the office – especially you!"
Sue felt numb. Her anger evaporated. She was all ears now. Could it be true? Did she mean nothing more to Johnny than a new conquest?
"I don't believe it," she whispered.
"Well, you Goddamned better believe it. That kid has a big mouth when he's around the guys. I already know about two of the other typists he's laid. I think you'll probably be his number-one trophy for a while." He smiled maliciously at her.
Sue was crushed. But she saw a light dawn. "You… you're jealous, aren't you!" she exclaimed with angry conviction. "You wanted to tell me all this to make me feel bad."
He scoffed at her. "Me? Jealous? Not likely, lady. I just got kind of pissed off that you've been going around acting like such a prude all this time. Acting like your shit didn't stink. And all the time I thought you were so sweet and innocent. The kind of girl a guy'd be proud to know."
His words hurt. But Sue wasn't ready to surrender yet.
"Who are you to talk anyway?" she challenged him. "I saw you fucking Greta in the storeroom the other day. Don't go acting so noble with me!" Sue was shocked with herself. She'd never sworn like that before. Only that once… when she'd asked Johnny to fuck her. What was happening to her?
Ken looked at her in amazement. "You saw that?"
"Yes, I saw that," she teased him.
Slowly a smile creased his features. It was not a pleasant smile.
"And how did you like it, Sue? Did it turn you on? Did you get it off watching us?"
She tried not to, but she blushed.
"You did, didn't you?" The idea excited him. He reached out, and pulled her close to him. His sudden movement made her drop her glass on the carpet. What was left of her drink splattered the thick pile. She started to protest, but he enfolded her in a long powerful embrace. His tongue forced its way between her lips. His hand reached inside her negligee and pinched her tit cruelly.
"Mmmmmm… nooooo…" she protested, but to no avail. He began to plant kisses all over her cheeks and neck.
"That's a nice feeling tit, baby," he told her. "That was one thing I noticed earlier. You're really built. I had to come over and get a taste myself, seeing you were giving away free samples."
"Stop doing this to me!" she wailed. She was angry. No matter what she had done, he was no better than she was! How dare he! "I hate you! I hate you!"
He seemed to enjoy her struggle. "Do you, baby? Don't you like the way I'm squeezing your tit?" He gritted his teeth and pinched her nipple hard.
"Oooooohhh," she moaned. Her cry was partly pain, but there was definite pleasure too. She felt excited by the harsh way he was treating her.
"There!" he exclaimed victoriously. "You do like it, don't you, baby? I knew a horny slut like you would have to like being treated a little rough. There… how do you like that?" He tore her negligee from her shoulders and threw it aside. He felt his cock jerking in his pants.
The violence of his action sobered Sue momentarily. She looked into his brown eyes and saw the glow of lust there. She felt frightened – and perversely titillated.
"Please let me go!" she pleaded.
She couldn't believe this nightmare was really happening.
The man who had been the Prince Charming of her dreams was now savagely abusing her! Ripping the clothes from her defenseless body! And somehow, a part of her was enjoying this harsh treatment. That was the worst part of all!
Maybe deep inside, she thought she was as much of a slut as Ken obviously did. Maybe she thought she ought to be punished.
"Stop it! Stop it! Put me down!" she shrieked.
He had lifted her up and was carrying her to the couch. He threw her down onto the cushions and parted her legs. Then he knelt between them.
"What… what are you doing?" she asked, more meekly this time.
"You turn me on, beautiful," he told her flippantly. "Probably more than before. Before I thought you were a little angel who had to be treated with kid gloves. Now I know you're a raunchy whore who's hungry for it. I thought I'd give you some of it." His smile was menacing.
She felt a thrill of masochistic excitement run through her veins. But no! She wasn't going to let herself give in that easily! She had to fight him!
She tried to pull herself up to a sitting position. But he threw his still body full-length down onto her and forced his mouth onto hers once again. While his tongue searched her mouth, his hands massaged her breasts roughly.
"Mmmmmmpphh… ooohh… stop! Please stop! Oooohh!"
Despite her resolve to fight the indignity of being taken like this against her will, she could feel herself weakening. His kisses working down over her neck and shoulders felt awfully good. The titillating sensations were shooting down to her breasts and pussy and up again his hands on her breasts felt incredible, tantalizing. Not gentle like Johnny's, but rough and demanding. Passionate. The sensations coursing through her body threatened to drive her crazy.
"Like that, baby? Like mat?" His voice was thick with excitement. He began to move down over her body, planting kisses everywhere. He sucked her nipples into rigid hardness. He brought out goose bumps on her trembling belly.
The brunette couldn't resist him any more! Her body, still so sensitized from her lovemaking with Johnny earlier in the day, craved more of the kisses he was dealing out to her. He was less rough now. His passion was still there, eager and fervent. But he wasn't hurting her. He was taking her with him, up to the heights of excitement.
For a moment she reflected that this was certainly a long way from how she had expected it to be with Ken. She'd looked forward to a long polite courtship. Now they were writhing together on the couch like two animals in heat.
And they had never even been out on a date!
"Oooohh, yessss… I like it! Mmmmmm!"
As his mouth moved lower and lower over her belly, her mind flashed back to that day in the storeroom. The way he'd made love to Greta's pussy with his mouth! Would he do that to her now? She became breathless with excitement as she waited to see where his mouth would go next.
Ken could feel his cock jerking eagerly in his pants as he covered Sue's squirming naked body with kisses. Her skin was as soft as silk. It felt wonderful under the touch of his lips. His goal, though, was that furry naked triangular patch below. Her cunt! He wanted to taste her cunt!
He extended his tongue and prodded it against the pink tip of her clitoris that extended out between her pubic hairs.
"Ooohh, aaaaaaaahh, yessss… Do it to me. Lick my pussy, Kenny!" Her fondest erotic dream had come true! He was making love to her cunt with his mouth.
"Mmmmm… Jee-zuz… what a sweet-tasting pussy!"
Her cunt was still wet from her lovemaking earlier in the day. It had a tantalizing flavor that drove the older man wild with lust. He parted her cunt-lips to give him easier access to the moist pink flesh inside. Then he began to run his tongue up and down her trembling pussy-flanges.
"Aaaiiieeee!" she wailed. The young brunette thought her cunt was going to explode with the intensity of the pleasure-pangs being dealt it by Ken's tongue. It was the first time in her life she had had her cunt eaten. Her old boy friend had refused to do that for her, and she had only dared to ask once.
As the man's lips nibbled at her sensitive pussy-flesh, as his tongue stabbed way up into her cunt-hole, she writhed passionately beneath him. She spread her legs wider, urging him to stick his tongue into her even deeper. She gripped his chestnut hair and pulled his face close to her pussy.
"Aaaaaggghhh!" she moaned. "Ooohh, I love it! I love it, Kenny!"
All rancor between them was forgotten now. They were interested only in sensations, in the pleasure they could give one another.
Her passionate response to his tongue in her cunt incited Ken to new levels of endeavor. He licked and lapped and sucked furiously at her cunt-lips. He extended his tongue and ran it up one cunt-lip and down the other. Then he took one lip at a time into his mouth and sucked on it. That drove her wild.
"Hhhhhh! Oh my Gawd, what are you doing to me?"
It was all he could do to hold her down so he could continue to pay lip service to her quivering cunt. From time to time, his tongue reached way down and lapped at her tiny puckered asshole. His obscene gesture had the desired effect.
"Ooooooohbhhh! Oh Kenny, darling… it's soooo good!"
She had never known anything as perversely titillating as feeling a man's mouth licking at her anus. The sensation was strangely exciting. It robbed her of the last of her inhibitions. She wanted it all! Everything he could do to her! It felt good! She knew now that her body could not live without love! She had denied herself too long. Now she wanted to make up for it all in one fell swoop.
"Yesss, do it to me, Kenny! Do it to meee!"
The man recognized the surrender in her words. She was his to do with as he liked now. He felt a lustful surge of excitement. He liked sucking her cunt, but what he really wanted to do was fuck her! Fuck her senseless! He wanted to show her what a real man's cock was like!
While his mouth continued to lap at her pussy, he reached down and pulled his cock from his fly. It felt smooth and swollen in his hand, eager for action. Just the touch of his own hand made it throb heatedly. The sensation spurred him on to more abandoned efforts between her legs.
In and out, in and out. He darted his tongue back and forth inside her cunt-hole. Preparing it for the greater penetration to come.
"Feels good! Feels soooo good, Kenny!" she told him.
Her head racked from side to side on the couch cushion. Her long hair framed her face in a disheveled halo. Her eyes were closed. She didn't see it happen, but she sensed that Ken had pulled his cock from his fly.
Her body trembled in anticipation of feeling his thick prick surging up into her hungry cunt!
It was true! One good session of lovemaking made her greedier than ever for another. Wonderful as her session with Johnny had seemed earlier in the day, now it just seemed like an appetizer for this depraved coupling with Ken.
"Jee-zuz, it's a sweet little pussy," he told her thickly. "I want to stick my cock so deep inside of you!"
His lewd words made her cunt throb in lusty anticipation. She felt his mouth desert her cunt. He moved heavily up over her, positioning himself. She opened her eyes and looked down at his thick swollen cock-shaft.
"Ohhhhh," she mewled, wide-eyed. "Oh Ken, it's sooo big! I'm frightened! Don't hurt me!"
"Don't worry, baby! Cunts are made for stretching!"
She had admired the smooth length of his cock the day she had watched him fuck Greta in the storeroom, but she hadn't realized how big it was. In comparison to young Johnny's, it seemed huge! She quivered expectantly as he guided it toward the wet ready hole of her cunt.
He watched her face lustfully as he moved his cock in closer to her pussy. The minute he felt it make contact, he shoved forward hard. He relished the look of pleasure-pain on her face as his prick surged up deep into her cunt.
"Aaaaaarrggghhhh! Oh Kenny, it hurts!" she mewled.
Her words were not so much a protest as submissive testimony. It hurt… yes. But only a little compared to the wonderful pleasure she was experiencing from his blood-engorged cock. It spread her cunt-lips wide, filled her pussy to bursting. It was heaven. Her cunt-walls gripped him hungrily. They never wanted to let go!
"Aahh, Jee-zuz!" he grunted. "What a tight little cunt!"
He braced himself on his hands planted on either side of her head and began to move his hips rhythmically back and forth inside her clasping pussy-hole. It was difficult to move at first, so spasmodic was her hold on him. But gradually she relaxed, and his thick prick glided smoothly back and forth in her spongy channel.
"Hhhnnhhh! Oh, oh, oooohhh!" she wailed.
The young brunette was beside herself with pleasure. She had never known anything so deliciously filling! His cock filled her pussy like it was tailor-made for it. She could feel every little ridge on its rubbery surface, caressing her pussy-walls. She could feel his cock-tip nudging her cervix on every long in stroke.
"Oh Gawd! It's soooo good!"
"Uuuhh, baby! Jee-zuz! You're telling me!"
The man had never enjoyed burying his cock in a wet, willing cunt so much in his life. This woman was amazing. For a woman who had the reputation of being the office prude, she sure knew how to cut loose! He had never known any female as sensual, as hot for cock, as. Sue Walsh!
"Faster! Please… do it faster!" She pulled her legs up and slapped his ass with her heels, urging him to pump harder up into her. The feel of her little feet goading him on inspired Ken to new heights of lust.
"Christ, woman! You're incredible!"
Her episode with Johnny earlier in the day seemed now like a warm-up for this uninhibited encounter with Ken Adler. Not until this very moment had Sue realized her own erotic potential. Never had she known such sensual hunger, such drive to be filled. Filled to the brim with hard cock!
Her legs wrapped around his hips, his cock slamming strong and evenly into her receptive cunt, the couple was lost in the depths of sexual abandon. Again and again and yet again he thrust his pulsing prick deep into her pussy. His grunts and moans combined with hers to fill the room with the wanton sounds of passionate lovemaking.
"Aaaaggghhh! Oh, Jeez… Gawd, it's driving me wild!" she cried.
Sue was beside herself with excitement. She had never known an experience so utterly fulfilling.
So completely incapacitating. She couldn't think if she had to. All she could do was feel. Feel that thick cock driving throughout her writhing cunt.
"Oh yessss, yesss, do it to me. More! Aaahhh!" Ken had never had to work so hard to satisfy a woman before. But it was worth it. She was like a primitive fucking animal. For him, it was sheer ecstasy to thrust his cock again and again deep into her cunt-hole.
Hold on! he told himself as he felt the tell-tale urge starting up in his balls. He had something for her… something thick and wet to fill her greedy little cunt. But he wanted to wait until she'd cum. Then, and only then, would he let himself go.
Sue was reveling in the abandon of feeling her cunt completely open to the man's furious fucking. She had never wound her legs up like this before. She felt like a machine. A machine made for fucking. She clutched Ken's shoulders and closed her eyes. She wanted to concentrate on the feverish sensations assaulting her trembling body.
She wanted to cum!
"Ooooohh… ooohhh… aaaaaaaaiiieeeee!" Her climax was upon her before she even really knew what was happening. Great waves of warm wet sensation flooded her being. Her insides turned to jelly, while the rest of her clung to him like a craven beast.
Secure in his knowledge that he had brought the woman over the top, Ken let himself go.
"Jee-zuz Christ, beautiful! Here I cummmm!" In long wet spurts he shot his heavy load of cum-juice deep into her quivering belly. When he was done, he thought he had never felt this emptied, this sated before.
The two of them lay in their private little worlds of ecstasy until gradually reality intruded once again. They were strangers in many ways, though they had worked in the same office for more than a year. Yet they had just shared an unforgettable sensual experience. They weren't sure how to respond to one another. There had been a lot of bitterness between them before they started to turn on to each other.
"How do you feet, beautiful?" he asked her in a hoarse voice.
"Fine." Her tone was hesitant. "I feel fine."
She wasn't really sure if she ought to feel good. Her body was satisfied, but her mind was confused. It seemed she had changed overnight from a quiet moral woman to a raving sex fiend. In me week-end she had made love to two men from her office.
Both men had practically forced themselves on her. Her intentions had been good, she assured herself. It seemed though, that when it got down to basics, her intentions weren't good against a determined man. Or her own lusty appetites.
She felt like the victim of her own treacherous body. It had defeated her completely.
She could feel her cunt starting to writhe pleasurably as he readied down and tickled her clitoris.
"Ready for more, beautiful?" he asked her.
She was amused. He had a hard-on already. Something inside her snapped.
"I'm ready," she said recklessly; "But first, get naked. I want to see your body."
It didn't strike her as odd that she had never even seen the body of a man she had already made wild passionate love to.
Sue Walsh had made her decision. From now on, her body and her mind would be united in purpose.