Chapter 3

The rain hadn't lessened any. It was dark as Alice drove home from the health club. The raindrops refracted the glow from lights momentarily, then were swept aside by the rhythmically swishing wipers. Alice drove in a daze, hardly able to believe she had been fucked at the spa, not wanting to even think about it. She just wanted to get home and shower the smell of that boy off her, then soak in the hot-tub with a drink in one hand. She needed to pull herself together.

She hadn't bothered to shower at the spa. Now, here she sat behind the wheel, sweaty and oily beneath her clothing, sticky between her legs. Thomas's cum seeped from between her cuntlips, keeping her crotch slick and wet. She just wanted to get home and wash herself.

Wash away the evidence? she asked herself. You think it's that easy to undo what you've done? Don't bet on it, you faithless wife. You're as bad as Zenobia--maybe worse. Zenobia may have fucked a stableboy or two in her time, but has she ever jacked off her own son, as you did this afternoon?

Alice tromped on the accelerator, cutting out into the passing lane and joining all the other freeway maniacs in their mad rush. She was home in what seemed like minutes.

She slipped in the front door as quietly as she could, as if she were going to burglarize her own house. She didn't feel she could face anybody tonight. She just wanted a shower, a hot soak, a nightcap, and a warm bed. Tomorrow she would wake up and it would be new day and she could start fresh.

She removed her shoes in the foyer, listening to Shawn banging on the piano in the music room at the other end of the house. He was playing a fast, fiery piece and she was glad for it. His playing would block out any sounds she made.

She tiptoed down the hall, her bare feet sinking deep into the plush carpet, and she made it onto the basement stairs without meeting either Ricky or Mark. She didn't know where either of them were tonight, and she didn't care--even if they were out running around in the rain. She just didn't want to confront them.

She went through the game room without bothering to turn on the overhead lights. Then she headed down the hall toward the hot-tub room at the far end of it. Immediately upon stepping into the dark hallway, she hesitated.

The door of the hot-tub room was open a few inches and a light was beaming into the hallway. Either somebody had left on the over head lights in the hot-tub room or somebody was in there now.

She bypassed the basement bathroom with its shower and crept toward the hot-tub room. If one of the boys was in the hot-tub, she'd give up all ideas of a quick shower and a soak. She'd clean up in her private bathroom adjoining her bedroom and lock herself in for the night. She just didn't want to talk to anybody tonight.

She was almost to the door when she heard splashing and some muffled squeaking.

"Mark, don't!" a girlish voice squealed. "Mark--" The words were drowned out and became more muffled squeaks.

Alice moved to the door and peeked into the room.

Mark, his body naked and glistening with water, stood up in the sunken hot-tub, crushing a naked girl in his arms and kissing her violently on the mouth. She squirmed in his arms, squealing and mumbling into his open mouth, choking on his tongue. Mark rubbed against her, humping his cock at her wet belly, sliding his muscles against her tits. He stood a full head taller than she was. Her wavy blond hair dangled a little past her shoulders as he bore down on her, bending her head back and kissing her as if he wanted to shove his tongue all the way down her gullet.

Alice's first impulse was to turn and walk away as if she hadn't seen a thing. She was shocked, but what could she do? She surely wasn't going to burst into the room and embarrass the two teenagers. She would just walk away and pretend she'd never come down here. She lingered for a few moments, having a hard time tearing her eyes away. Mark lifted one of the girl's legs, reached down and maneuvered his cock into position. He fucked his prick up her pussy as easily as if he were zipping up his pants.

Alice froze where she stood.

Mark drew his mouth away from the girl's lips. She was gasping.

"Oh Mark, don't, oh God!"

Mark got his hands under her ass and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his hips, clinging to him with her arms around his neck. Mark bounced her up and down on his cock as if she weighed as much as a plastic doll, his big hands juggling her asscheeks.

The girl's eyes rolled drunkenly and she kept gasping as she slipped up and down on Mark's massive cocklance.

"Mark, we can't do it here. Oh Mark, God, we can't do this here. Oh, it feels so good, Mark, Jesus!"

"Don't worry," Mark said, licking her up-turned little nose. "I told you, nobody's gonna see us. My brothers never come down here at night. One's pounding on the piano and the other one's scared of the dark. And my mom is out eating or something. She's always gone in the evening."

Only because Hilda is such a bitch in the evenings, Alice wanted to tell him. I can't stand being around this place when Hilda starts her evening bitching.

"And the maid is on vacation," Mark said. "The hot-tub is ours. Christ, you're hot in there! Your pussy feels like a furnace."

The girl tossed her head deliriously. "Oh Mark, your cock is so big!"

"Ain't it, though!" Mark was grinning, humping upward as he bounced the slender girl up and down, driving his fuck-spike inside her. "Bet you've never had one so big. Bet you're getting a real nice stretch."

The girl was half-moaning, half-whimpering. She wriggled against Mark's muscular front, rubbing her rubbery young tits hard against him. "Oh God, deeper! Harder! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Mark growled, crushing her in a fierce embrace. His hips worked like a machine, his ass cheeks contracting, his big prick grinding inside the young girl.

The girl's toes clutched and wriggled, crossing and uncrossing, flexing and spreading. Mark chewed on the side of her neck and she let her head fall back. Her hair floated on the glinting water.

"Oh Mark, oh Mark! Oh God, that's good!"

The boy grinned, fucking into the deliriously squirming girl. He gripped her around the waist now, his big hands nearly encircling it. He jerked her slender body up and down as if she were a jack-off toy he was working up and down on his big fuck- tool. His juice-slick cock disappeared inside her again and again. Trickles of pussy cream ran from her pussy, dribbling like a thin sap over Mark's hugely swollen balls.

"Squirm, you hot little bitch! Yeah, wiggle!" Mark craned his head downward, licking and biting at the whimpering girl's neck and tits, as if he wanted to devour her. He wrapped his lips around one of her stiff nipples and sucked hard.

She snapped her head from side to side, her eyes rolling back. "I'm coming!" she moaned. "Oh, I'm coming, Mark! Ooohhh!"

Mark rammed his cock in her spasming pussy-hole until she squealed. Her body kept jerking and vibrating as the spasms ripped through her cock-stuffed cunt.