Chapter 2

"What did you expect?" Charlene asked as he gaped at her voluptuous tits. The brunette arched her back and thrust her breasts toward him while he attempted to regain his composure. Inside, she was silently pleading with him. Don't lose that hard- on, she begged. Even if I have taken off my blouse and shown you my tits, don't lose that bone.

"I... I... I really didn't imagine they could be... so... so... so huge!" he stammered.

"You should have," she laughed. "I've been rubbing them all over you while you got up courage to bring me on inside."

It was true. She had done her best to tease him as they stood outside his door. She had rubbed her pussy along his leg while he kissed her. Her hands had caressed his neck while his cock grew harder and harder.

She had spotted him when she entered the bar of the Wayside Inn. She walked past him, deliberately swinging her ass in her most tantalizing fashion. This tall, blonde man had seemed to be the likeliest stud of any of the men sitting along the bar. This was the spot where salesmen ended up sometimes during the week, arranging their schedules so they could take advantage of the area's most notorious pick-up parlor.

Charlene slipped into her chair at a table and waited. She ordered her drink and looked around the room. The tall man at the bar was still watching her. She returned his gaze for a moment, then demurely looked away. No need to frighten him off by appearing to be too anxious.

As she turned her face away, however, the brunette stretched back against her chair to give him a full view of her tits. She saw him stop the waitress as the girl passed him.

Charley was not surprised when her drink was delivered.

"Compliments of an admirer," the young waitress smiled at her. "One of the men at the bar."

"Tall, blond, in the fourth seat?"

"You don't miss much, do you?" the girl laughed. "Yes."

The brunette smiled and nodded toward the bar as she lifted her drink in a silent toast. He had a nice smile, a very nice smile. More important, he didn't seemed to be threatened by her size.

She waited patiently for him to approach her table. Surely the tall bastard wanted to do more than buy her a drink and sit over there watching her. She turned down two invitations to dance with other men, then decided that perhaps the blond needed a little needling.

When the third invitation came, she agreed readily without even taking the trouble to look the man over. She rose immediately and led the way to the floor. She turned to look down on a short, chubby, partially bald man. The big brunette smiled as she realized how amusing they probably appeared to anyone watching them.

The fellow's head barely escaped being at tit level. She almost expected him to bend down slightly and try to suck on her big tits right there.

She rubbed her tits sensuously against him and opened her thighs. As she pressed her luscious body against him, she could sense the excitement being generated in the chubby little guy. She felt his prick begin to respond. She felt his breath become quicker and shorter. The knowledge that he was getting horny only encouraged her to tease him more.

"You're new around here, aren't you?" she purred. "I don't remember seeing you before."

"I get through this part of the state two or three times a year," he answered. "This is the first time I've ever come to the Wayside, though."

"You must make it a regular part of your stay," she laughed, her tits smashing against him.

Charlene suppressed a laugh. The poor man had just realized that she was bra-less. His cock leaped in surprise and delight. He pulled her tighter against him and grabbed her ass roughly, his fingers digging into her firm buttocks.

The song ended, giving the brunette a chance to escape the clutches of the puffing salesman. Charley walked ahead of him as they returned to her table. She could imagine how his cock was sticking out in his pants and how he was struggling to subdue it.

She caught the amused expression on the tall blond at the bar as he watched them return from the dance floor. She smiled up at the salesman as she sat down at her table, shaking her head in refusal of his offer to dance again. Charlene wanted to wait now for the blond man to decide to try his luck.

She noticed a fresh drink and looked over toward the bar. His smile answered her question. Once more she held the drink up before him and slowly drank a toast to him.

This time he got the message. Charley watched him get up and walk toward her. Her eyes went immediately to his groin, trying to determine how much prick he might have. She was disappointed. Either he was awfully controlled or he didn't have a great amount of cock to offer her. Still, he was a good-looking man.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked as he stood up over her.

His eyes dropped to her tits, then came back up to meet her gaze. Charley smiled warmly and nodded toward a chair.

"You sure the hell took your time about it," she scolded him. "I was getting afraid I might be left to the mercies of men like the chubby little salesman."

"My God!" the blond man laughed. "What you did to him! You ought to be ashamed, the way you got him worked up!"

"Why?" she asked.

He looked at her in amazement. For a moment he couldn't answer. He swallowed twice, then began trying to explain.

"W-Well," he stammered, "you embarrassed the shit out of the guy. He had to walk back to the bar with a hard-on."

"That's so bad?" Charley asked. "I thought that was part of the reason men all came out to the Wayside. He's got a bone to remember me by. He's got all that fun of thinking how he might have rammed his meat in me. I don't think I should be ashamed of giving a lonely man just a little pleasure."

"Damn!" her companion gasped. "You are a free spirit, aren't you? I wonder just how free."

"How free do you want me?" Charlene asked.

The brunette was getting tired of sparring with this man. If he wanted a fuck, then she was anxious to get with it. Charley wanted a fuck, not a lot of talk. She was still horny from the film scene and she needed relief.

She looked the man squarely in his eyes. "You after a fuck or just fun and games?"

"I ought to take you up on that," he muttered. "I ought to take you to my room and fuck the hell out of you."

The brunette stretched her body luxuriously. Her tits threatened to burst through the thin blouse. Each nipple was sharply visible as they pressed against the nylon.

She got up from her chair. "Put up or shut up!"

She stepped away from the table and waited for him to join her. Tiny beads of perspiration were clustered on his temples. He licked his lips.

"Of course," she cooed sweetly, "if you don't think you can handle this much pussy..."

He was beside her immediately. He grabbed her arm and ushered her out of the night club and through the small lobby of the Inn.

They walked out toward the motel which adjoined the large central building. The brunette leaned against him, her tits rubbing lushly against his arm as they walked. She pressed her leg along side his own, feeling the delicious friction that came with each step. His arm came around her, and he cupped a ripe tit eagerly. Charley watched his pants swell with growing excitement. This was more like it! This was the way she wanted a man to react to her.

"Mmmmm," she sided. "Looks like you have something down there to interest me."

She shivered as he clamped his hand tighter on her tit. Her breath came in quick gasps. She slipped an arm around him and her fingers moved toward his throbbing groin. He turned toward her. He kissed her roughly, demandingly. His tongue came roaring into her mouth. His hands groped over her tits.

"Damn!" he gasped. "You're the sexiest woman I ever ran into."

Charley twisted her body and his hands felt the fullness of her tits. She pressed her cunt against his leg while she slipped one knee between his legs and brought it upwards until her thigh was rubbing firmly against his throbbing cock. She shivered with delight as she felt his cock twitch. She returned his kiss with as much passion as he had shown a moment before.

His hands trembled as he pulled her blouse loose from the top of her slacks and felt his way upward over her satin skin. He gasped as his hand caught a bare tit beneath the blouse. His hardened prick jumped, then lunged at her pussy.