"There he is now!" Ruby laughed as the bell rang. She motioned Sheila back to the extra bedroom as she started for the door. "Get out of sight. Now we'll see just how trustworthy Tom has become."
The redhead tingled with excitement as she slipped back into the darkened room. From back in the shadows she could see out the crack in the door and watch the brunette entertain Tom on the couch. Her ex-husband didn't know about the plusb apartment supplied by the company for her. She had told him that she still lived with Ruby. She'd called this morning, reluctantly accepting the necessity of facing him eventually. She couldn't let him keep calling her office.
Tom pleaded with her to return. He made all sort of promises about his new love for her. He told her how terrible he had been, how horribly he had treated her. She didn't believe him. Tom was a bastard and a lousy piece of cock, but she still was interested in whether he was just leading her on.
"She's not back yet," Ruby was telling him at the door. "I don't think she was able to contact you earlier this evening. She had an important business appointment that came up. She won't be back for at least a couple of hours."
From the tone bf his voice, Sheila knew that he didn't buy the story. He didn't suspect that she was hiding in the apartment, though. He seemed to be convinced that she was coping out on meeting with him.
"Why don't you wait for her here," Ruby suggested in her sweetest voice. "I won't mind at all. It will be good to have a man around here. I don't get that much male company."
What a lie! Sheila almost laughed out loud. She covered her mouth and chuckled silently, able to see the two of them as Ruby led Tom to the couch. The man couldn't keep his eyes off the brunette, Sheila noticed. That was the way she had expected it to be. After all, Ruby was poured into her tightest, most revealing jump suit. She wasn't wearing a bra, a fact emphasized to any viewer by the zipper being open almost to her waist. Her full hips swelled out the suit provocatively. She swung her hips for Tom's benefit as she went to get the beer he had agreed to drink.
Tom eyed her ass as she wiggled across the room. He frowned slightly, as though gauging just how available the brunette might be. His face brightened into that little boy grin, however, when she returned. He was giving her his best treatment. Sheila felt a wave of nausea hit her. How many times had she seen that stupid grin?
She leaned against the wall, her tits heaving in anger at the quickness with which he turned on the charm. Hell, she had figured that Ruby would have to work just a little bit to get his attention. He was putting on his play from the very beginning. He gave that shitty grin once more, spreading his legs to show the bulge of his balls beneath the tight slacks.
"Sheila seeing guys regularly?" he asked. "She leave you home alone often?"
"I'm used to being alone," Ruby answered. "Girls like me have to adjust to that."
"A girl as beautiful as you?" Tom asked with his most unbelieving smile. "I can't believe that. You look like you could be a hell of a woman if you just got the chance."
His eyes fucked down to her tits, then to the fullness of her hips and roundness of her thighs. He grinned like she had caught him looking at her, then darted his eyes over his shoulder as though to be sure no one else had seen him. He laughed softly and shook his head. His hand was resting casually in his groin, lifting his balls and cock slowly. He ducked his head like he was blushing and grinned once more.
"Yeah," he said, "you could sure turn me on. Too bad I'm married, isn't it?"
His eyes gave her a clear invitation, an invitation Ruby accepted immediately. She sat down beside him and looked up into his face like she thought he was the greatest example of male sexuality she'd ever seen. She laid a hand on his thigh and caressed slowly up toward his cock.
"Too bad," she agreed. "Too bad you aren't willing to have a little fun on the side without Sheila ever knowing a thing about it."
Her hand was almost against his cock. Her tits were clearly visible to him as she leaned over and let the suit pull away from them. Then she pulled away, patting his leg softly.
"I'm surly," she added. "Really, I am. That wouldn't be fair to Sheila. She's out working on business and I sit here panting for her husband. I ought to be ashamed of myself."
"But you aren't, are you?" Tom laughed. Now his hand was on her thigh. "You aren't any more sorry than I am."
He squeezed the brunette's leg, then slipped an arm about her waist. He pulled her roughly against him, then kissed her firmly on the lips. He kissed the hell out of the brunette, then pulled back from her. The hand around her waist had came far enough to grab at a tit and squeeze it slowly. His thumb traced the nipple beneath the soft fabric of her jump suit.
"Maybe we shouldn't," Ruby protested, making a small to get free of him. "After all, you're trying to patch things up. I assume that's why you want to see her."
"Don't worry about that," Tom said. "I can handle Sheila. Give me fifteen minutes and I'll have her eating out of my hand. Want to know why?"
He took one of Ruby's hands and pulled it into his groin. He placed her fingers over his cock and laughed at her expression.
"That's why," he told her. "She's so dumb, so stupid. How long did you say it was before she'll be back?"
"Over an hour," Ruby whispered. "You really think we van get away with it?"
"Baby, you aren't going to get away without it!" Tom panted. "You've been showing me too much tit to expect me to just sit here and talk. Hell, Baby, you want it and I want it. As long as Sheila doesn't know about it, who'll be hurt?"
He pulled her down on the couch. He ran his hand inside the suit and fondled Ruby's tits. He kissed Ruby again, unzipping the suit and pulling it I'm her shoulders. He started kissing her tits while he worked the suit down her hips and legs. Ruby lay naked except for the thin panties. Her tits heaved excitedly before his gaze. She stared up at him, moving her lips as though she wanted to protest again.
"Shut up!" Tom snapped. "Shut up and you'll get the fuck you're so itchy for. Hell, sweetheart, my cock can already smell how horny you are. Let's get you in bed and start the party. We'll be through in plenty of time before the red-headed bitch gets back."
He scooped Ruby up in his arms and turned. Sheila cringed against the wall as he walked towards the bedrooms. Ruby lay in his arms as though too sexually aroused to protest any further. She let Tom bring her to the bedrooms, almost waiting too long to point out her own. They were walking in the door of the room where Sheila was hiding when the brunette protested.
"No! No!" she told him. "The other one. That's Sheila's room!"
"Hell, what difference does it make!" Tom retorted. He seemed insistent on coming into the room anyway. Sheila felt her heart skip a beat. She had begun looking for a hiding place when he finally turned back just as his hand was finding the light switch. "I guess you're right," he admitted. "She might smell the cum when she came in here."
Sheila breathed a sigh of relief as he walked across the hall. He switched the light on and took the brunette to the bed. Sheila eased toward the door. She couldn't watch from back in the shadows any more. If she was going to watch them she'd have to get to the door and stand just behind it.
She slipped out of her shoes and tip-toed to the door. Tom was tearing his clothes off as Ruby smiled up from the bd. He trembled with lust as he dropped onto her. He started sucking her tits and pawing at her panties, stripping them don her legs and clearing the way to get his cock at her waiting pussy.
"Slow and easy," Ruby cooed. "Fuck me slow and easy. Build me up slowly and gently. Then we can have a nice screw."
"No wonder you stay lonely!" Tom gasped. "You expect a healthy man to take all night for a fuck? No way, Baby! No way!"
He went after her roughly. He hopped on her and slammed his cock, into her crotch. He held her hips a moment while he steadied his rod. Then, with a vicious lunge, he buried his meat in the slender girl. Tom started pumping her furiously. He rolled her about the bed, hands pawing at her tits eagerly. His body slammed against hers as he drove his prick through her with no thought beyond his own lustful pleasure. His ass trembled as his wad build up rapidly. His hands pulled and tugged at her delicate breasts, fingering and squeezing Ruby's nipples as the girl moaned from the suddenness and intensity of his fuck.
"Here we go, Baby!" he cried out. "Hen's the way a man fucks! You'll know you had a man between your legs when I finish with you!"
He laughed crazily, sending chills through Sheila's body as she watched. Damn him! He was worse with other women than he was with her.
"Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh!" Tom panted. His ass waved from side to side as he kept driving his cock at her with fierce intensity. "Ohhhh, yes! You'll remember this fuck! I want to tear that soft pussy in little pieces!"
He lost his voice for a moment. Tom shuddered wildly as his orgasm came roaring through the delirious cock. He panted and groaned, then began balling her more wildly than before.
"Ooooooo!" he screamed. "Here it comes, sweetheart! Here it all comes! Obooooo! Feel it, Baby! That's my hot wad for you!"
He was the worst fuck she'd ever had. He was even worse to watch. Sheila clenched her teeth in anger as she watched Tom roll off the brunette. That damned grin was still on his face. He looked over at Ruby, grinning. The dumb shit was proud of himself. He really thought he'd given a good screwing.
Sheila slipped out the door. She held her breath, hoping that Tom was so busy gloating over his conquest he wouldn't see her until she was in the worn with them. She succeeded. He was too busy gloating to even notice her as she stood beside the bed. It wasn't until she spoke that he looked up.
"I believe you wanted to talk with me," she began. "I believe you wanted to talk about how I could trust you from now on. Is that what you wanted to tell me, Tom? Hell, if you'd told me you would promise to fuck decently I might have been interested. I can take a hell of a lot off a man when he brings me to orgasm. But I'm not interested in a bastard who can't hold his load more than five minutes."
Tom stared up in disbelief. He tried his innocent little grin on her. He tried his shy blushing play on her. He swaggered a little bit, then grinned his most sickening smile. None of it worked. What made it all worse was the soft laughter of the brunette beside him. He finally gave up and slowly climbed back into his clothes. His eyes kept darting out, trying to see if there was a chance Sheila might soften her attitude. When she didn't, he walked to the door with what dignity he could recover.
"Go to hell!" he snapped. "You sluts can all go to hell. If you ever want a man, don't call inc. I can find all the pussy I need."
He slammed the door as he left. Sheila and Ruby stared at each other for a moment, then broke into laughter. They hugged each other and rocked about the bed. Their light, airy voices resounded from the walls as they giggled like children.
"How long were you married to him?" Ruby asked.
"Since I finished high school," Sheila said. "Honey, you got a better fuck than I ever got those years. Tonight was the best Tom Linn ever gave."
"You're kidding!" Ruby gasped, then broke into laughter once more. "You owe me a hell of a lot," she reminded Sheila. "You have to admit that I opened a whole new world to you."
Ruby didn't know just how wide a world had been opened to the younger girl. Sheila hadn't had a chance to tell her about Harrison Collins' promise. The doorway Ruby had opened was leading the red-haired beauty straight to the top. Sheila knew where she was going. She also knew what she was going to do when she got there.