Chapter 3

"Now this is a house," glowed Janet Howard in appreciation as she and her husband Bob pulled up into the driveway of the Spencer residence. "How long did you say Gary had been in business," she asked casually.

"Look here Janet, we're here for a nice long weekend, I don't want jibs about how much more money Gary is making than me, okay... I just want to have a good time."

"Okay," pouted Janet, "no need to take offense."

Almost an hour later, drink in hand, sitting comfortably in Julie's livingroom, Janet could take a really good look at her surroundings. The Spencers lived just the way she wanted to live, now why couldn't Bob make a lot of money, was it really that difficult?

She looked across at Julie Spencer and had to admit that she was a very beautiful woman... she certainly fits the house, thought Janet jealously.

"Can I give you a refill, Janet. You know those men? Once they get talking about real estate they're locked in for hours. We probably won't see them until dinner."

"Yes, I'll take another drink," Janet said boldly, wondering if in fact she should, two was usually her limit and this was her third and they were rather strong into the bargain... still, she felt bold.

She felt a little uncomfortable too, perhaps another drink might help. Suddenly the little dress she had bought for the weekend looked so cheap and shabby next to Julie's.

"Your husband's a very attractive man, Janet, you should be proud of him."

"I am, only... only..." Janet murmured.

"Only what? He doesn't make enough money, is that it?"

"Something like that," confessed Janet.

"Well let me give you a little advice, if you don't mind. Some women wouldn't mind that at all... as long as they have a handsome man under their clutches. So, don't be too mean to him, that's all."

"You think I'm mean to Bob?"

"I didn't say that, I just said, don't be, that's all."

Janet was a little confused and there was something about Julie's tone of voice and the way her gown would fall to one side and expose her entire naked breast that suddenly made Janet feel insecure and yet Julie couldn't have designs on her husband... it just wasn't possible, or was it?

"So, what kind of fun have you two been getting into recently?" Gary Spencer beamed across the dinnertable.

Janet was a little put out, what did he mean... he seemed to be implying something other than an occasional movie.

"Oh not much," she heard her husband answering his friend. "We've been cutting down on expenses recently you know."

"Well, lots of things are fun and they don't cost money," winked Gary, "remember what I was talking about earlier."

Janet watched her husband blush now... what's going on, she wondered, obviously something is that I don't know about... it's all rather strange. I'm beginning to feel that I've been invited here for the weekend for an experiment, or something.

Bob Howard started a little now as he felt a delicate nudge of his leg. He looked slyly across at Julie Spencer and found that she was staring at him quite intently. Was he imagining it, or was she coming on to him...

"I insist, I absolutely insist," Bob Howard heard his friend Gary saying to his wife as he helped her into his car. "I must take you to my special spot by the ocean to watch the moon set, it's a rare treat I can tell you."

But what about the others," he heard his wife falter, realizing that she was afraid to go and she was afraid to say no.

"Oh Julie will keep Bob entertained for a while believe me, this is part of your weekend, I insist," he said forcefully.

Bob heard the car door slam and the sound of screeching brakes, he turned to Julie Spencer. "I must say your husband is a forceful character."

"Forceful and smart, he knows that I want to be alone with you," purred Julie seductively, and with that she edged over slightly on the couch until her body was placed closely to Bob's and parting her lips slightly, pressed them over tightly against his, thrusting her moist, pointed tongue deep into his surprisedly gaping mouth.

Bob, was stilled, momentarily by the shock but then recovering, countered by forcing his tongue back and slipping his into her mouth as she sucked gently on it, nibbling with tiny sharp nips of her teeth that sent sexual chills running the length of his spine. He pulled back for a moment to escape the rising sensations and thought guiltily about his wife.

"Your wife isn't giving you what you want, is she?" Julie said directly.

"W-what... why... no... as a matter of fact, she isn't. Can you tell?"

"Of course I can and believe me I intend to make it up to you."

"But what about Gary, he's my friend."

"Of course he's your friend, why do you think he took Janet away with him. Why don't you let me make up for what you've been missing!" Julie purred, letting her hands travel down between their tightly pressed bodies, coming to rest at the growing bulge in Bob's pants.

Bob could hardly believe what was happening to him as Julie began to fumble with the zipper of his fly, slowly lowering it and then slipping her softly searching hand inside.

"Ooooooooh... it's so big!" Julie cooed as her fingers came into contact with the hard rod of flesh. "It's going to feel so good inside of me and twisting around deep in my pussy. Quick, let's get naked... I'll teach you some things you can take home to that wife of yours."

Bob jumped up from the couch and began desperately stripping his clothes off. Julie merely slipped out of her gown until she was completely naked, she wore no brassiere or panties.

Bob lay down beside her, dragging her closer to him on the soft furry carpet. He moved one hand down the smoothness of her buttocks and cupped them strong in it. They were beautifully shaped and sinewy as he had expected them to be. Her body was warm and soft against him and she raised her face to his, locking her mouth tightly to him as her hand searched down between them for the hardness of his penis. He gasped as the coolness of her fingers closed around his rigidity. He pressed his head forward and kissed her nakedly curved back. Her lips were soft and she crushed the full length of her body against his and ground her pelvis tightly into him before suddenly twisting her hips around and pulling him over on top of her, opening her legs wide to take him between them.

Bob was breathing hot moist air all over her and with all his weight on her, Julie had some trouble breathing for just a moment... she didn't mind, she knew that in moments she would be writhing in the wild throes of sexual ecstasy beneath her husband's friend and she wanted to hasten the time as she felt his heavy legs pressing against her now and pulsing near her belly, the fiery length of his long, lust-hardened penis.

Her hands came down between them and circled around Bob's excitedly throbbing cock, guiding it between the lips of her hot, desire moistened cunt. Bob groaned above her as he felt her move up and down between her legs, parting the soft silky hair of her vagina with the pulsating, blood- filled head. They grazed teasingly against it, forcing it into a greater hardness until it ached from the maddening pressure.

Bob couldn't stand it for another second. His hands went underneath his friend's wife's legs, drawing them up so that they splayed outward and her calves rested up on his back, her heels digging into the muscles of his buttocks for support. He let his desire-swollen prick insinuate itself into the incredible wetness that surrounded the quivering entrance to her pussy. Suddenly, he flicked his hips forward with a sudden cruel thrust that drove it with a flesh splitting crash into the gaping hot mouth of her cunt.

" Yyyyyeesssssss..." Julie hissed beneath him as she felt her warm elastic sheath slip wetly over his engorged penis. It entered with a slight pop and his long prick raced up her cunt to the full depths of her belly, warm and tight at first, then easier as the wetness of the passage surrounded him, lubricating the way.

Julie felt herself being pressed into the floor, but instead of being crushed under his weight she pushed up against him and felt herself being transported by him.

Then Bob's balls slapped hard against the rounded upturned cheeks of her ass. Julie let out a low animal-like scream, twisting slightly to escape the unexpected pain, and then let out another cry of pain. She felt as though her cunt lips were being split apart by the enormous hard circumference of her husband's friend's penis. But ignoring her cries, Bob thrust into her even harder, grinding his pelvis tighter into her loins so there was no escape for her. She was skewered good and lay for a moment to allow the pain of the sudden entry to subside, proud that he could hurt the aristocratic beauty and make her squeal this way. The tenderness of her inner pussy wrapped itself elastic-like around his churning prick as he rocked his full weight against her, splitting her legs wide apart and hooking his cock upward inside her. He could feel her legs flailing out in the air on either side of his driving hips but he could only grab onto the nakedness of her smooth cushiony buttocks and pull her entire pelvis up still higher to meet his prick.