Bonnie couldn't remember afterwards how she got home. She thought maybe Benny had driven her, but she wasn't sure. All she knew was that she was exhausted. And since the house was quiet, and Rodney was nowhere around, she simply fell into bed. She slept for well over twelve hours. When she finally awoke and crawled out of bed, she felt as if the whole thing had never happened.
But some things had changed for good, that was certain. All Rodney's clothes were gone. And there was a short note waiting for her in the kitchen, telling her that she would be hearing from his lawyer. It appeared that her marriage was over. And it was hardly surprising. When she thought about it now, she was amazed it had lasted six weeks.
The whole thing had been a terrible mistake, she realized. She wasn't cut out for marriage. Certainly not for marriage to a quiet, conservative guy like Rodney. She needed action, constant, pussy-stuffing, mouth-choking action. She needed cocks, lots of cocks. The bigger and stiffer the better. The more the merrier.
In a way, it was a scary situation, she realized. But it was surely better than having to live with Rodney. All she could do was look to the future. The past was finished. She was determined not to feel sorry for herself. If things got really desperate, she could maybe turn to Mr. Henderson for help.
The phone rang in mid-afternoon, and for a crazy moment, she thought it would be Rodney. But it wasn't. It was Mr. Henderson. He told her all about the short interview he'd had with Rodney that morning. And how Rodney had called him all kinds of names before telling him to shove his job up his ass.
Then Mr. Henderson asked her what her plans were. When she said she wasn't sure, he asked if he could come over and see her.
Bonnie couldn't help but smile to herself. She knew right away that he had something in mind for her. It wouldn't be marriage and a family, that was for sure. Whatever Mr. Henderson had on his mind, it would involve sex, lots of sex.
She cleaned the house up quickly, then dressed in one of her usual erotic outfits. By the time Henderson arrived, she was all made-up and looking stunning. She ushered him into the living room and made him a drink. Then she sat beside him on the couch and waited to hear his offer. She knew she would accept it, whatever it was.
"It's all over between you and Rodney, I suppose?"
"Yes. It's all over," Bonnie said.
"So you're free to do exactly what you want, aren't you?"
"Anything at all!"
He looked at her for a while without speaking. Then he reached for her hand and placed it on his crotch.; Through the material of his slacks, Bonnie could feel his huge cock and balls. She began to massage the bulky mound gently. Soon she was opening up his pants and freeing his prick. She started pumping it up and down.
"You know that I think you're the hottest young woman I've ever met," he said at last. "There are things I can do with you that I've never done with anyone else. Certainly not with my ex-wife."
Bonnie blushed sweetly, thinking of the afternoon he'd ass-fucked her, among other things. She squeezed his cock, and suddenly scrambled down onto her knees between his legs. She started licking up the underside of his cock tenderly, watching his face the whole time. The purple cockhead slipped between her lips and she began sucking on it.
"You're young, and very free about sex," he said. "And I really appreciate that. I get the feeling there's nothing you wouldn't do, for the right man."
Or for the wrong man, Bonnie thought to herself.But she didn't say anything. She sank her mouth halfway down the length of his cock and sucked eagerly. Her fist jacked up and down on his cock and her free hand cupped and squeezed his balls. Her big blue eyes were glued to his face the whole time.
"In any case!" Henderson gasped, slipping a little lower on the couch. "I want you to move into the big house with me! You won't have to do any work! There are maids and other people to do all that! All you'd have to do is live there and do whatever I tell you-sexually!"
Bonnie didn't say anything. She sank her mouth back down on his cock and sucked hard. The prickshaft was almost at its full length and hardness already. It soared up through her fist like a reddened baseball bat. Big blue veins pulsed in its sides.
"I know you have no objection to straight fucking, or cocksucking, or even ass-fucking," he said, "but there are other things I'd require of you from time to time."
"Oh yeah? Like what?" Bonnie asked, pulling her mouth off his prick.
She climbed up into his lap and straddled him, stuffing his hard-on deep up her cunt. Beneath her dress, she wore nothing but her garter belt and stockings.
"Well, sometimes I like to watch! And you would have to fuck and suck men, absolute strangers, while I looked on! I often have business associates visiting from out of town! They're always asking about young and pretty girls! I'd want you to fuck and suck them and do whatever they ask of you!"
"Sounds like heaven!" Bonnie cried, bouncing up and down on his stiff hard-on. "Tell me more!"
"Well, that's about it. But do you understand fully? I'm talking about more than one man at the same time. You might be required to fuck and suck as many as three men all at once, while I watch! Could you handle that?"
Bonnie smiled wisely. "Mr. Henderson, there's nothing I couldn't handle, believe me! When it comes to cocks, I really know what I'm doing!"
"Good! And how about us putting you on videotape? Do you have any objection to being filmed in action?"
"None at all! I think I'd really get off on it!"
"So it's settled, then? You'll move in with me?" Henderson asked, his balls trembling.
"Any time you want, lover! Any time you want! I guess you know a true slut when you meet one, huh?"
"I do, you sweet little bitch! I really do!" he grunted. And he drove his cock deep up inside her.
Bonnie rode up and down on top of him, her blonde hair flying. She was laughing out loud, full of hope for the new life head of her. Cocks. More cocks than she'd ever dreamed of. And without the strings of marriage attached. She could fuck and suck to her heart's content. And all in security and comfort. It was the perfect life for her.
"Fuck me hard, Mr. Henderson! Cram your big beautiful prick all the way up my cunt!" she yelled.
"Yeah, slut! Yeah!" he growled.