Kate stirred lazily in bed. It felt so nice and warm beneath the covers that she had completely forgotten the events of the previous evening. It wasn't until she opened her eyes that the memory of it all came back to her in vivid detail.
"Oooooooh," she moaned and turned over, pulling the sheet up so that her head was almost covered. Then, she sat up abruptly and looked at the other side of the bed. Tim was up… What time was it anyway? Sun streamed in through the window, and she could tell that she had slept much later than usual.
The smell of bacon cooking and its unmistakable crackle wafted through the air to her nostrils. She pulled up the strap of her nightgown that had fallen away to reveal the full, bouncy shape of her left breast, and tossed her hair back from her eyes… it was always coming undone. She was about to get out of bed when Tim appeared in the doorway, holding in his hand a steaming cup of coffee.
"Good morning, beautiful!" he said, an irresistible, boyish smile flashing.
All of Kate's anger and confusion disappeared like magic as she watched him coming toward her, placing her coffee on the night table. As he leaned close to kiss her, Kate once more studied his handsome, even features, his longish sandy hair that would not stay combed no matter what, and she felt the old familiar stirring inside, signaling her love for her young husband.
"You were so late last night… I tried waiting up for you… but finally I had to go to bed." His lips brushed her cheek and Kate wished they would linger there a little longer.
"I got a lot done yesterday… almost finished the revision of chapter five!"
"Darling," Kate said over her coffee cup. "Last night someone offered me a job… or rather someone offered us a job!" The words came tumbling out of her mouth before she knew it. She was surprised… she hadn't even been thinking about that… At least she didn't think she had. But as she spoke the idea seemed to get better and better… the memory of the bills on the dresser… and the fact that Tim obviously didn't want to get an ordinary job just then… and why should he get an ordinary job, she thought, completely reversing her bitter feelings of the previous evening… he's an artist!
The whole story took only a few seconds to tell, but she felt as though she had been speaking for ages when finally she fell silent, waiting for some reaction from Tim. She did not have to wait long.
"NO!" he said rising and standing defensively over her, his entire body tensed. "No!"
Even though she had carefully omitted any mention of what had happened in the park, Tim had clearly gleaned the fact that Sam Dagon had a more than casual interest in his wife.
"Do you think I'm stupid enough to fall for something like that? That creep has hot pants for you… so he offers you a job… and I can tag along if I want… Do you think I'm crazy?"
"Oh, honey… come on… it's not like that… Oh, sure, I think he likes me… but I told him about you… and he knows he couldn't pull anything if we're both there. Think of all the time you'd have to write… and I wouldn't have to work so hard… I'd be doing something really interesting… meeting people…"
"Will you shut up…? Damn it! I don't want to hear about it!" Tim turned and stormed out the door. From the kitchen came the acrid odor of burning bacon, and then the sound of pots being slammed around. She heard him go into the living room and slam the door behind him.
Kate sat there for a moment, and then she got up. What a way to start the day, she thought… Each day had been getting progressively worse recently and this one was no exception!
She felt like crying again, but she realized that crying would do no good. She would have to go in and talk to Tim and try to get him calmed down. She slipped on a negligee, one of her many wedding presents that showed more of her than it hid, and, wrapping it around her voluptuous body, padded barefoot into the hallway to the door that led to the living room. She opened the door quickly. Tim was sitting at his desk in front of his typewriter pretending to be studying some papers, but she could tell that he was just sitting there furious.
She walked up to him and stood behind him, placing her long, slender lingers on his neck, massaging gently below his ears.
"Darling," she said… "I'm so sorry… Please don't be upset with me… I…"
Tim turned around and buried his face in the sheer folds that covered her creamy white belly. The scent of her perfume clung to her gown and mingled with her own personal scent creating a potent combination that made Tim's blood run faster in his veins. His fury converted to lust as he hugged his wife's shapely hips and sighed heavily.
"Baby, I'd sure like a little taste of you right now…" he said huskily.
Kate felt her knees grow weak. It had been so long since he had talked to her like that. A violent thrill ran through her as Tim reached down to caress her long legs, sliding his fingers up to the back of her knees, pushing up under her gown.
"Oh, Tim," she sobbed… "Honey…"
His fingers kept moving, and soon Kate slid down to the floor so that she was kneeling beside him. She reached up and cupped his face in her hands and kissed him as he got down on the floor beside her.
"You sweet little bitch," he said, suddenly rummaging one hand up between her legs.
"Ooooooh!" she squealed as the force of his hand pushed her down pinning her to the floor.
Tim knelt over her looking down at her squirming body while his hand continued to explore beneath her robe.
"MMmmmmmm, wet already," he said, feeling his penis stiffen. His other hand searched out her already hard nipples, toying beneath the gown with their round little points, feeling the large orbs of her breasts jiggling beneath his hand. Suddenly he pinched the red rubbery nipple between his finger and thumb.
"Oooooh! Honey, don't be rough this time, please…" She hated it when he was rough with her.
He had been roughest on their wedding night… after so many months of waiting, of petting that went nowhere, since Kate insisted upon saving herself for him until their wedding night. As a matter of fact, it had taken her several days after that night before Tim could persuade her to make love with him again. But once he managed to seduce her again, he was gentle and loving with her and she had since come to look forward to their lovemaking with slowly growing passion.
There on the living room floor, all their problems no longer mattered… now that he was holding her, doing all the small things that she had come to expect from him prior to their lovemaking.
She moaned beneath him as he stretched his long thin frame out over hers. He began pulling at her gown so that she could feel it beginning to rip at the shoulders.
"Wait…" she said, "wait, darling…" He sat back, and she hurriedly began to pull off first her negligee and then the brief gown of matching powder blue that she wore beneath it. She could feel his impatience as she finally got everything off and lay nude before him.
He studied her nakedness for a moment, letting his eyes roam hungrily over her smooth satiny flesh.
"Oh, honey. I'm going to fuck you soooo good!" he cooed, eyeing the reddish-blonde vee-shaped mound of her pubic hair that so cleverly hid her secret parts from his sight. His hands went to smooth along her slightly quivering stomach, one finger curling inside the indented bud of her navel, causing her to jump.
"Oooooo," she moaned, her eyes now clenched tightly shut, her pelvis executing little jerky motions in spite of herself. It had been so long… even his crude language did not put her off this time as it had so often before. She had often wondered where he got such habits, but she knew that he must have slept with other women before her, he was such an accomplished lover. Most probably he had picked up some things from them. But now she didn't mind just as long as he wanted her… and there was no doubt of that now. She could hear him ripping off his shirt and pants. The almost obscene, quiet noise of his zipper being pulled down, aroused her even more.
"Oh, hurry darling, hurry!" She could feel the cool breeze from the living room window drifting over her taut breasts, tantalizing them still further. Then suddenly he was on her. His naked body pressed tightly against her, pushing her sensitive flesh down into the soft rug of the living room floor. His cock was pressed hard against the hair-lined slit of her pussy, and she pushed up, arching her back as his hands went under her round, firm buttocks. His penis was spreading the wet vaginal lips apart slowly, allowing the length of it to come in direct, searing contact with her waiting vaginal mouth.
"Oh, God you feel good!" he groaned, smashing his lips against her mouth and wriggling his hips against hers. And as he kissed her, Kate realized how sore her mouth was and there, in the midst of her passion for her husband, the memory of Sam Dagon came to her with full force, and for that split second it was he who held her buttocks so tightly, he who so easily positioned her willing body so that his cock was touching at the entrance of her vagina, pushing big and hard, trying to enter her.
Tim's cock was getting harder and harder with every second that passed, and he couldn't hold back another instant. His hips jerked forward suddenly and he drove his long thin cock deep into the open mouth of her cunt.
"Aaaaaaaah," she moaned feeling the full length of her husband's penis slip wetly into her. His big, long cock slammed up into her cunt to the very depths of her inner being, warm and taut, stretching the hot fleshy sheath with its rigidity, and she could feel her pussy growing wetter with each second.
"Mmmmmmmmngh!" they both let out a simultaneous grunt as his cock filled her gently pulsing vagina and struck bottom.
Kate could feel Tim's hanging testicles nudging into the spread crack of her upturned ass as she squealed, twisting beneath him with the rapture of his animal-like thrust. He withdrew and plunged in again, screwing tightly into her straining pussy. And once more, he withdrew and plugged her burning cunt with the hardness of his cock.
"Oh, Tim… Tim," she cried out over and over again. She had almost forgotten how good it felt! How could she ever have gone so long before their wedding without letting him fulfill her like this. It was like magic, this overpowering lust that he brought out in her, that made her turn from a demure newly-married bride into a screaming hussy, bucking furiously like a wild woman beneath him, arching her body up so that more of his hot cock could enter her, urging him on to smack his loins against her harder and harder.
She felt totally possessed by him. She was his while his hard body blotted her out in a mock struggle during which he would easily subdue her, grind her into the floor as though she were nothing… take her and make her scream out with the agonizing pleasure of her defeat.
Tim looked down at Kate as she writhed mindlessly beneath him, her eyes were tightly closed and her head tossed back and forth as her hands grabbed for his back and then for his hair, pulling him still closer to her. Her lips were parted and a lewd wail of pleasure issued from them in a steady monotone. He could feel she was beginning to cum as around his thrusting cock, her strong vaginal muscles strained and pulled, sucking him deeper into the whirling vortex of her cunt, trapping his hardened flesh with obscene muscular ripples and twitches.
"God, she's turning out to be a hot little number," he thought. He had been worried for a while at the beginning about that, but he needn't have bothered he realized.
"Come on, honey…" he urged, grabbing hold of her bobbing breasts and twisting the nipples savagely… "come on… come to Daddy!"
The searing pain in Kate's hardened nipples, sent shock waves through her and almost succeeded in blocking the orgasm that had begun to mount steadily deep in her squirming belly. But somehow, the pain seemed to reach the seething hot-bed of her cunt as a spark that set off an even greater ecstasy than she had been feeling before.
"OH OH OH NOOOOooooooooH!" she cried out as she was overcome by the shattering sensation of the blunt cudgel of Tim's prick churning inside the flaming flanges of her vagina, hitting like a sledge hammer against her uptilted cervix, pushing until she could bear it no more. She had to give way to it. Suddenly she let loose, and it was like a dam breaking, releasing a flood-tide of pleasure that flowed with crashing fury throughout her body.
Tim's cock had begun to expand inside his wife's trembling cunt, growing bigger and bigger until he thought it might burst from the fantastic pressure of lust building in his balls. Kate's legs were opening up, scissoring back and forth, then jack-knifed out and around over his back as her heels pounded wildly on him. He could tell that her orgasm was building and he strove to hold himself back while he continued to thrust mercilessly into her.
"Oh, yeah… oh yeah!" he cried, savoring the delicious feel of Kate's wet crotch grinding up to meet his ramming penis. God, he was fucking her like he would any little whore off the streets! It sure did feel GOOD… after all that time she made him wait! It still made him mad when he thought about it even after all this time.
Suddenly Kate's shapely legs tightened convulsively around his back, and her hands clawed at his hair as though she wanted to pull it out. He felt her take in a huge lung-full of air and hold it. Then her scream echoed throughout the room as she clutched wildly as though trying to save herself from the steep plunge of her orgasm.
"Wait for me honey… wait for me!" he yelled over her voice as the muscles of his prick gathered, preparing for the final explosion, and let loose a torrent of white hot sperm far up into her quivering belly, arching backwards as he pumped the steaming fluid into her receptive cunt. Then with a groan, he collapsed onto her still quivering nakedness.
They lay silent for a while, their bodies trembling together with the memory of their passion.
Finally, Kate opened her eyes, and stroking Tim's back said, "That was beautiful… so beautiful!"
"It sure was," he answered.
He could tell she was going to try to roll out from under him. But he wasn't quite ready for her to do that, he wasn't finished yet.
He pushed deep into her cunt again, feeling his prick begin to stiffen, at first imperceptibly and then more and more and with a motion of his muscles the throbbing member twitched lewdly against her sensitive womb.
"OoooooH!" she groaned, as the sensation began to renew itself deep in her loins. "Oh, Tim… I have to go downtown to pay some bills… before…"
"Fuck the bills!" he said savagely. She sure did make him mad talking about bills all the time. He slammed into her soaking wet pussy, feeling the juices seeping out around his cock and down the crack of her ass.
Kate gasped, the wind knocked out of her by this unexpected thrust. At first she was upset by his attitude and the language that he used, but then as his hardness slid wetly in and out of her pussy, she began to respond in kind to him, once more offering her stretched pink vaginal slit to him to use as he saw fit.
Tim was annoyed. What he really wanted to do was to ask Kate to suck him. To put his soft cock in her mouth and to feel it grow harder and harder between her open lips but he knew that she would refuse, and he just didn't feel up to an argument about it. So he stabbed into her, venting his anger, enjoying using her as an object this time for his own gratification.
A wry smile of satisfaction twisted his lips as he felt Kate swiftly begin to approach climax again beneath him. "Good…" he thought… "Good!"
Then moments later when he had her whimpering beneath him, he had an idea.
"Get up!" he commanded, helping her by kneeling back and lifting her waist up. He turned her over on her belly before she could begin to protest, and then grabbed her by the waist again, pulling her smooth round buttocks up to meet him. The sight of her exposed behind sent a shiver of lust through him. He knew that she wouldn't particularly like being taken from behind… and that was just why it was going to be so good. He poked his rock-hard cock into the gaping entrance to her cunt and pulled her back onto it unceremoniously.
"Aaaaaagh!" Kate cried out from the deeper penetration. Her face was red, her long blonde hair hanging down to the floor as she unsteadily attempted to support herself on her hands and knees while Tim rammed into her harder and harder. She felt completely humiliated kneeling slave-like before him, her limp body quaking at the strange attack by her husband. He had never done this before. It made her feel dirty… like an animal… There was just something NOT NICE about it!
Tim pulled back, ready to screw into her again, feeling her smooth white buttocks shake at each contact with his tightly muscled stomach, making a loud SMACK as his long cock sunk into her velvety depths. He knew he was going to cum soon, so he quickened his pace, sweat dripping from his brow, his smooth chest glistening from exertion. Letting loose of her waist, he reached around her torso and cupped his hands around Kate's jiggling breasts, squeezing their bulk into her chest and pulling her sharply back and down on his rampant prick. He could see rivulets of perspiration pouring off of Kate's back as he controlled her body by the pressure of his hands on her breasts and his cock in her tormented vagina.
Chills rippled along his spine, making him groan as he heard her saying, "NO! NO!" and he realized that he must be hurting her, but he couldn't stop now. All of him was tensed maddeningly, straining to the breaking point as the friction grew hotter up and down on his driving cock and each time, he was striking into the softest, most vulnerable part of her.
Over and over he moaned, hearing Kate's cries only dimly now, muttering incoherently as his blood pounded wildly in his ears. The muscles of his stomach felt as though they might snap as suddenly it was happening, the warm semen was once more spewing forth in great jerking waves from his balls, traveling the full length of his cock and streaming into the hot cavern of Kate's cunt.
He screamed something incoherent, and fell forward, forcing Kate's body down flat beneath him, and then he lay there on top of her trying to catch his breath.
"Whew!" he said… and then by way of making up to Kate, "you're something else, baby… something else!"
Kate lay beneath him, her breasts hurt from his manipulations and from being crushed into the floor, even though the carpet was soft. She felt very strange, but how could she really protest to him about what had just happened. He seemed to have enjoyed it so much, and she supposed that that was all a part of a wife's duty. It was all very odd sometimes. So she tried to put her distress out of her mind telling herself that she was fortunate to have a husband who loved her and desired her so much.
Tim rolled over to the floor, and lay staring at the ceiling for a while. He was exhausted but he felt good. He was thinking about what Kate had been telling him earlier… about the two of them working up in Petaluma. Hadn't he been just a little too strong in refusing? After the scene they had just had, he didn't feel he had too much cause for being jealous of Kate… Besides, he would be around all the time anyway. It sure would beat her and her mother nagging him about getting a job. He decided to mull it over at least… and as he lay there he drifted into a light sleep.
Kate got up to put her negligee on and went to get a blanket for Tim, tossing it over his long nude body. She started to tiptoe into the bathroom to shower and dress for what was left of the day before she had to go to work that evening, but before she reached the door, the telephone rang. She hurried to pick it up before it woke Tim up.
"Hello? Yes, this is Mrs. Tassel… yes… well we put a check in the mail today… well, yes… you'll get it before the twentieth… yes, definitely!" She hung up the phone in disgust. It was the telephone company again. There was just no way to stretch the money she had to cover all the bills without borrowing from her parents again… and she hated to do that. She stood there thinking… trying to figure out what the best course to take would be, unaware that Tim was lying on the floor awake and watching her.
She adjusted her negligee which had fallen away to expose one full pink nippled breast and tightened it around her waist. Then with a worried expression on her face, she started to leave the room again. But before she had taken two steps, Tim said. "If you see Dagon tonight, tell him we'll go along with the deal… on a trial basis!"