Hal and Maria vanished from the room before Honey even noticed that they'd met. She was too busy gazing at Frank's broad, hairy chest and thinking about his magnificent thick cock to see her husband's warm grin or hear the few murmured words Maria spoke in reply. When she looked around, they were gone.
That answered one question buzzing in her mind – whether Hal would pick his tall and stunning new partner or the petite and supremely confident Maria who looked so elegant wearing that beautiful white mink.
Honey smiled impishly, glad, in a way, that Hal had chosen Maria. She felt a slight pang of jealousy when she thought of the dark-haired woman's compact beauty and how sleek and tight her little cunt must be. But it was nothing like the growing resentment she felt when she looked at Dolores with her long, copper hair streaming down below her ass.
The tense, ripely curved little blonde couldn't look at Dolores without seeing her naked in the sleeper of a big diesel, happily fucking her brains out with Hal. It didn't seem fair. Just a few days ago they'd talked and laughed about what a frigid, conniving bitch she was. And now she was smiling, almost leering at Frank.
"You sly, sneaking bitch!" Honey grumbled under her heated breath. Then she swelled her finely curved tits with a huff of determination and started toward the corner of the room where the two of them were talking. Their eyes were so eagerly locked together they didn't even see her approach.
"Hi, Frank," Honey cooed, running her fingers softly down one of his thick, strong arms.
"Huh? Oooh, hi Honey." Then he looked right back into Dolores' flashing green eyes. "So you're going to be driving a truck," he said.
She nodded, swirling her long, sexy hair. "I think it's so exciting, starting something so completely new and different."
"I was just thinking the same thing. I've never met a woman who's a full head taller than me."
"My height intimidates a lot of men," Dolores said in a wistful tone. "That's part of why I was so turned off for so long."
Honey stood by fuming, not part of their conversation at all. The two of them acted like she wasn't even in the room.
"I'm more intrigued than intimidated," Frank said with a lusty grin.
"And I can't help wondering if I've really changed," she replied in a voice so breathy that Honey could imagine steam hissing out of a dragon's mouth.
Honey sneered and said, "I've never had a need to change. I've loved cock since I was old enough to know what one was."
"We've all heard," Dolores said with a quick, cold and tight little smile.
"But right now it's something entirely new and different that interests us both," Frank said as gently as he could. He took Dolores by the arm and headed her toward the hall. "I remember there's a spare bedroom about halfway down."
Honey looked stunned, then her jealous anger exploded and flushed her face burning red. "You hairy ape! You fucking giraffe! You two don't belong in the bedroom – you belong in the fucking zoo!"
Frank shrugged off her abuse and the foul string of muttered curses that followed them down the hall. "I think this is the first time in her life that hot little bitch didn't get exactly what she wanted."
"And I think she's getting exactly what she needs most," Dolores said with a satisfied smile.
In the spare bedroom, the tall, regal beauty turned as Frank closed the door and shut off the sound of Honey's fuming rage.
"It really doesn't bother you that I'm so tall?"
"Not a bit. I think it's exciting as hell!"
"And that maybe I'm frigid and cold?" Frank shook his head and began to open the front of his shirt. "I see that only as a challenge."
Dolores shot him a longing glance and let her eyes drift down to the thick, dark mass of hair on his chest. "Er, why don't you let me take off your shirt?"
Frank said, "Sure."
And he smiled, thinking that she was not as different as she thought. His small, incredibly sexy wife liked undressing him too. It still excited her after all the years they'd been married.
"Your muscles are so thick and strong," Dolores said, stroking the thick, rippled bands as she peeled the shirt off his back.
"And yours are so long and sleek and smooth." Frank ran his hands down her back, pulling open the zipper of her new dress.
"I really felt sexy when I first put that on," Dolores told him. Her fingers were so eager they fumbled with his belt and the opening of his fly. "But I feel sexier still now that it's sliding off."
"I can tell," Frank said. His cock strained and throbbed in his pants, wildly excited by the uncertain movements of her anxious hands.
He found the strap of her tight bra and fingered the clasp. In an instant it popped open and her firm, upswept tits burst free. He slid his hands beneath her arms and reached to the front to cup and work the ripe tits until their taut nipples bulged between his fingers.
"Ooooh," she gasped. "Your hands are so big and rough, but the way you fondle my tits is so soft and gentle."
Only for now, Frank was thinking. He could hardly wait to bear her panting, breathless in the heat of desire. Then he could maul and suck her sweet ripe nipples until she screamed.
"Ooooh, you must really like my tits. I can feel your cock getting harder, and I haven't even got it out of your pants."
Frank answered, "Uuunnngh, yeah!"
She finally got one of her long, slender hands coiled around his thick, hairy cock and began pulling down his shorts with the other.
"Aaahhhh, it's as thick and hairy as the rest of you," Dolores said. Then she giggled nervously. "It must tickle."
"Try it with your mouth and see."
"My m-m-mouth?" Dolores held back, clutching the hard shaft in her hand. "I haven't done that much. I don't think I'm very good at it."
"You haven't driven a big semi-truck either," he reminded her.
"Hhhhhmmm, right."
Dolores bowed forward and long coppery waves of hair spilled around her face. Frank could feel the silky brush of it on the backs of his hands and he increased the pressure of his tit-milking grasp.
"Aaaahhhh!" Dolores gulped anxiously. Her lips circled and pressed warmly on the bulging cushion of his cockhead.
"Now run that big fucker through all the gears," Frank told her. "Forward and reverse."
"Hhhhmmm," she purred, lifting and tilting her head to one side. Then back, around and down.
He responded with moans of pleasure and began a slow, rocking motion of his hips to urge more hot cock into her mouth.
"Yyyuuummmm," Dolores said, pulling with warm, but still uncertain strokes of her lips. The hot throbbing of his cock in her mouth made it feel like her own racing heart had climbed up her throat.
"You like it, I can tell!"
"Hhhmmm-mmmm!"
"And you want more, don't you?"
"Hhhmmm-mmmm!"
Frank smiled down on her bobbing head, eyes entranced by the rhythmic swaying of her long, silky hair. "If you're frigid, I'm in the wrong business. Your mouth feels mighty hot to me!"
Dolores felt the increasing heat. It sank from the back of her mouth where his cock head thumped gently on a padded wall of soft flesh. It spread from her sharply curved tits. Frank was twirling her nipples now, burning them with the dry friction of his spinning thumbs. And it all settled in the musky, red-furred hollow between her legs.
She'd thought the first time with Hal might have been a fluke, a rare burst of wild passion triggered by him seeing through the frigid mask she wore, and by the obscene thrill of venting her desire in a forbidden place.
But nothing here was forbidden, and her mask of cold uncaring had been discarded along with that ugly tweed suit. And Dolores felt more excited now than before. She swelled her tits with a joyous sigh and rocked her shoulders to press them harder into Frank's strong hands. She moaned and gurgled and basked in the warmth of increasing desire. Then she lunged and attacked his cock with all the vigor and snarling frenzy of a wolf pack.
"Hhhooo-leeeey shit!" Frank staggered back half a step, surprised and pleased by the fury of her lust. Then he braced and pumped his hips at her gulping lips. "Go to it, doll! Christ, it's like you were born to suck cock!"
Whatever doubts may have lingered in her conscious mind became lost when her savage, long suppressed natural instincts took command.
Frank recognized all the signs. He'd enjoyed awakening hidden desire in women before, but never one whose slumbering passions blazed as suddenly or strongly as those once thought lost by this tawny bitch.
His cautious self-control melted in the searing heat. Frank grunted deep in his barrel-like chest and curled his hands in the silky hair behind her ears. "Now I'm really going to fuck that hungry mouth of yours," he warned.
Dolores felt a chill of fear when she felt the tension of his grip. Locked between his powerful hands, bound tightly by the tangle of her own hair, she could hardly move her head.
His hips pushed forward and forced his cock into the tight dark tunnel of her throat, drawing her toward him at the same time. "Munngh," she groaned, cringing as the long cock swelled her throat and his coarse mat, of hair pressed against her lips.
He jerked her back, dragging out his thick cock, grinning as the wet friction made it throb. Dolores tensed her long, sinewy muscles, resisting the only way she could. Frank gave an amused grunt and whipped her head forward again.
"Aaaahhh!"
"Relax," he said, "Go with it. Let that beautiful body sway like a palm tree in a high wind."
Dolores felt more like a slender reed in a howling gale. Frank jerked her head back and forth while he pulled and rammed with his cock, excitedly fucking her gasping mouth and forcing, her to respond.
"Muuummmgh!" she growled. Her senses blurred from the speed and force of his demanding thrusts. She felt pain and shivering fear each time his huge cock rammed in, then a warm swelling of relief when he drew it out. But the piston strokes came so fast and hard that Dolores could not keep her feelings in time with them.
She began to feel the warm, swelling waves of relief when he jammed his cock forward and pulled on her hair. Then anguished moans came as he drew back.
"Now you're getting it!" he said with a pant. "And you love it, don't you bitch?"
Dolores wasn't sure, but she let her lithe body sway. Her spirits soared and she began to lose all sense of pain. The warm pulses of desire erupted so frequently in her throat that she could think of nothing else.
"Show me how much you like it! Work that cock sucking mouth of yours. Eat my prick! Lash it with your tongue on the way out. Make that big fucker pump jism down your long throat!"
She found herself responding to his desires, eager in her own mind, if only to end his furious cock flogging.
"Good! Aggghhht. You've almost got it! Work those hands of yours on my nuts. Stir up my creamy flow. Make it hot, you bitch! Make it boil and steam when it hits your throat!"
Dolores moved her hands and curled her fingers softly around his swollen nuts. She could feel an urgent throbbing in each one, and the thought of the giant load they had ready for her made her cringe.
That last nervous shiver ran the length of her clinging throat and ended when her trembling lips mashed into his pad of cock hair. "Yyuuungh!" she groaned, gripping tightly and gurgling from the stinging force of gushing cum.
"Drink it, cunt face. Gulp it down!"
Her throat flew into spasms of motion in a frenzied effort to swallow it all. But she lost hope of keeping up. She could feel the thick cream rising in her throat, swirling around his plunging cock. It splashed through one heated mass and fired another before she could swallow even half of it.
It boiled up and touched the back of her long tongue. Then she could taste it, thick and salty sweet. Wet gurgles of astonished joy bubbled with the heated flow. She loved the taste of the clinging mass, even when it filled her mouth and dribbled from her lips.
"Aaaahhhh," Frank said with a long sigh. He'd fired his last bolt of searing liquid fire and breathed in deep gasping sounds of relief.
It took Dolores a moment to realize she'd sucked him dry. His cock still twitched in the slithering tube of her throat. There was still so much sloshing cum inside her mouth, she didn't sense, at first, that no more was gushing out.
"Hhhhooo?" she mowed.
He pulled her head back, drawing out his long, wet cock. It sprang from her clinging lips and shook off one last silvery drop.
"Don't sound so sad. It's not over. No way! I'm going to fuck that pretty ass of yours while my big cock is still hot and greasy smooth."
Hal talked about doing that, but they never got around to it. Her loud wails of joy in the office crated such a stir, the boss was soon beating his fist on the glass panel of the locked door, threatening to break it down unless they stopped.
"I've never done that," she cried in a pleading voice. "Never, never, never!"
"NO better time to learn! Sucking a man's cock starts the juice flowing in your cunt. Getting your ass fucked will make than boil. It grinds your clit around and thumps your little fuck tunnel from the rear!"
"No damn it! Oooooh, no! I don't want that!" she screamed, but Frank already had his hands beneath her arms and he was lifting her, dragging her to lip feet.
"I want it!" Honey cried. She had been standing outside the door, stroking and wrenching her tit around with one hand while listening to the sounds of anguish and wild delight.
Honey burst into the room naked with gleaming fuck-juice dripping down both legs. "I want your cock! Uggh! You can lick my ass any time you want!"
Frank was tempted. He knew how hot that little bitch could be, how slit could wring a man's cock and bounce right back begging for more. But he said, "Later, Honey."
The thrill of overcoming the resistance of that tall, tawny bitch would be wilder than anything a too-willing ass or cunt could provide.
"I've got to show Dolores how good it feels to have a big, hairy cock stuck deep in her ass."
"Aaaggghhh!" Dolores shivered and tried to break free from his grasp. "No, please, fuck Honey's ass. She wants it!"
"I know, but I want your ass because you don't. Your little asshole will writhe and twist in ways that hers forgot a long time ago."
"You bastard," Honey snarled. "There isn't anything I ever forgot about fucking. If you give me that big jism-slick cock of yours, I'll twist it right off at the root."
Frank pushed Dolores forward and sent her sprawling face down across the bed, then he whirled and took Honey by the arm. "Let's, see," he hissed. "Your ass might be better after all."
"It is! You'll see. Fuck my ass, Frank. You won't be sorry!"
Honey gave a tense, gasping cry of excitement as Frank threw her down across the bed alongside of Dolores. The sultry blonde flashed a grin of triumph as she glared into the other woman's dazed green eyes.
"I'll show you, bitch! I'm a better fuck than you'll ever be!"
"And I'll show you," Frank said.
Honey heard a faint and vaguely familiar rustling sound. She turned with a start and saw that Frank was hauling his heavy leather belt free from [missing text].
"No!" Honey cried. Frank's right was much [missing text]. The belt looped thicker and heavier than the one Hal had used on her.
"Having things all your own way for so long has made you greedy," Frank said. He slashed the black loop of heavy leather hard across the open palm of his left hand.
Honey's silky smooth ass checks trembled just from the stinging sound of it. "Ooooh, no! Whipping my ass will only make it hotter than it is already."
"I know, and that's how I want your ass to be. I want it so hot you can shit steam."
Her dazzling blue eyes flashed expectantly. "And then you'll fuck it, won't you, Frank?" Her head tilted up in a swirl of golden hair, eyes drawn to follow the belt as it rose above his head.
"Aaaahhhh!" Honey cried as it started down.
Dolores flinched when she heard Honey's cry. She couldn't look, but she heard the belt swish through the air as it flew back for another stroke.
"Oh, shit, not again. Hal's belt felt light as a feather compared to that. One lash is all I can take. My ass is on fire already. It feels like you ripped it in two!"
Honey lay face down, arched as she reached back to feel the wide blazing welt that slanted across her ass. Frank reached down and grabbed both her wrists in one hand.
"Now what the shit are you doing?" she whined in pain and fear.
"Still trying to teach a hot little bitch some manners," he said with a wry chuckle of delight. He looped the belt around her wrists, pulled and cinched it tight.
"Hhhhaagh! Not so fucking tight, you're breaking my arms! Uuunnngh! I can hardly even move my fingers!"
"Good," Frank said with another chuckle of malicious delight. He lifted Honey with one hand and looped the free end of the belt around a thick post at the head of the bed.
She writhed and hissed in a sullen rage. With both arms bound tightly behind her back, her shapely tits thrust out full and firm. Her nipples bulged and tingled in frustration.
Frank hummed as he went about his work, looping the free end of the belt around the bedpost and knotting it to hold the thrashing blonde in place.
The fierce animal-like sounds Honey made worked strangely on Dolores. At first she couldn't bear to watch. Shivers of fear ran down her spine as she cowered and buried her head. Now the blonde's angry raging and grunting excited her curiosity and her female instincts as well.
Honey saw Dolores smile and caught the glint of excitement in her green eyes. "You grinning bitch, you think it's funny, don't you? You like seeing me bound and hung up like a fucking hunk of salami! Well you'll get yours. When I get loose, I'll whip your ass raw for laughing at me, and then I'll peel your foxy red cunt with a belt for fucking my husband!" Frank silenced her with a beady-eyed glare, then he turned to Dolores and said, "I don't need to hear any more of that shit, do you?"
"Hell no! I've heard too much already!"
Dolores' excitement rose to a point where she was no longer content to be a mere spectator. She pitched off the bed and grabbed up her own panties and bra.
"Ha!" Honey said with a snort. "That long, slim icicle bitch is going to gather up her clothes and go home!"
"No," Dolores said with a taut-lipped grin. "I'm going to give you a little taste of that foxy snatch you'd like to whip." She crumpled her panties into a tight ball as she spoke, then she stuffed the silky lump into Honey's gaping mouth.
"Muuummmph!" the sultry blonde groaned.
"Work your tongue around," Dolores said. "Maybe you can taste some of Hal's cum. He shot me so full, my pussy dripped for an hour afterwards."
Honey wrenched her jaw and tried to thrust the silky, musk scented lump out with her tongue.
Dolores laughed and held it in place with one hand while she twisted her bra and looped it around Honey's neck like a cord, binding the gag firmly in place when she knotted the loose ends back of her blonde head.
"Now you can lick my ass," she said to Frank, "and we won't have to listen to her. You can just sit and watch, you little bitch. You can watch until your baby blue eyes turn green with envy!"
Honey gave a savage, muffled grunt. She knew that would be the worst torture yet.