Chapter 2

Julie and Roy were sitting on the sofa, still dressed in their day- time clothes, a bottle of fine French wine on the end table. Julie sighed as she pulled her boyfriend closer to her with a surprisingly strong motion that sent the two of them falling suddenly backwards. This was her answer to Ertha's suggestion: she would be as sultry and vixenish as she could tonight, and if it didn't pay off, she would be forced to seek greener pastures. After a two year relationship, she'd diplomatically reasoned, she would give Roy another chance at proving his love, and if it failed, then... well, she'd think about that tomorrow. Right now she had headier things on her mind.

"Wait," Julie giggled, setting down her crystal wine glass. "Let me take off this pantsuit before it gets all wrinkled!" She was happy... at least they were going to make love, just as they used to. It had been far too long, almost two weeks, but she hadn't dared tell Ertha that. As she struggled to get out of the jumpsuit, she could feel the flush of the wine she had had at Henry's and now the half empty bottle they'd consumed together. Her heart was pounding wildly and she felt a bit dizzy.

Roy's kiss had raced through her like a thousand electric bolts, making her grow weak with desire. She could feel her nipples hardening as she tore off her French bra flinging it to the far side of the room. Julie's full, round breasts quivered slightly as they were exposed to the cool air, and a delicious excitement started at the base of her spine, rising along her back to the smooth cream-like flesh at the nape of her neck.

At last she could prove Ertha wrong! There was still love in her relationship with Roy! He still thought of her as a desirable woman with a desirable body and a desirable mind. She was no old hag.

Roy was lying quietly on the sofa waiting for her to finish getting undressed. It hadn't been easy tearing himself away from the nude shooting session tonight, but he knew if he didn't make his appearance at home, Julie would be pissed, and with due cause.

Julie could feel his eyes burning into her back as she shimmied out of her panties. Every detail of her sensuous nakedness was bared to his gaze, from her small pointed nipples to the mysterious triangle of her blonde pubic hair.

She wrapped her arms around her boy friend once more, feeling her nude body soft against the roughness of his clothes.

"Like me, darting? Am I still your woman?" she whispered into his ear.

"Mmmmmmm!" Roy answered, thinking of how it would feel when his hard prick was ramming deep into her tight little pussy. It had been a while since he had held onto the ripe succulence of her breasts, and now he grasped them and squeezed their tenderness between his fingers.

"Softly, darling, softly like you used to..." she whispered.

But still he manipulated the large milk-white globes roughly, almost as though he wanted to tear them off, and Julie squirmed beneath his caress, wishing he would stop and get on with the love making. In an effort to entice him further, she ran one hand along the inside of his leg, casually sliding over to his throbbing prick. Deftly, she manipulated the zipper, sliding it down rapidly and inserting her hand. She grasped and withdrew his already throbbing cock, with one simple motion.

"Oh, that's it, baby," he gasped, feeling her small hand grip his blood-filled cock with determination. His hands slipped from her breasts, down the lush contours of her torso, to her full hips. One finger found the soft blonde tendrils of pubic hair that nestled so cozily between her thighs and inserted itself between the soft pillows of flesh that protected her already excitedly oozing pussy.

"Ohhhh, darling," Julie moaned out, tossing her head back on the bed. "Oh, God, it feels good!"

Roy's middle finger was softly playing among the sensitive folds of smooth pink cunt flesh, smoothing up and down with an insistent motion. She could feel his hot breath on her neck as he held her close to him, while his fingers began to manipulate the rising bud of her clitoris.

"Oh, Roy, Roy!" she moaned, "Darling!" Julie's legs flayed out obscenely, giving her boy friend's hand more room, while her own hand pumped up and down on his rock hard cock.

The flat white plane of Julie's belly trembled as his searching fingers exposed the slit of her open crotch, and her rib cage rose and fell against his heaving chest, her nipples becoming hard as little beach pebbles against the material of his shirt.

Then two fingers were pressing into the warm opening of her pussy, plunging up, up, up, past the hard ring of muscle that released its tightness to allow this intrusion.

"Aaaahhhh!" she cried out, screwing her hips up to meet his thickly probing fingers. Little helpless mewls of pleasure issued from her lips as her long voluptuously slim body writhed in the throes of ecstasy.

Roy could wait no longer. He had had about eight glasses of wine that night, and true, they had quickened his lust, but they had not given him the patience to continue the foreplay that he knew Julie craved. Ms large bulging cock throbbed painfully and tiny drops of fluid were exuding from its large throbbing head.

Pushing his pants down and off, he maneuvered himself so that Julie was forced to cease her steady up and down pumping, and he was kneeling in between her widely spread legs, his rod throbbing impatiently before him. One hand moved slowly over the thick foreskin, pushing it up and then back over his hardness, while his other hand resumed its exploration of Julie's hot, palpitating young pussy.

Boy, she's really going pretty good! he thought. Hasn't had any for a while, poor thing. This should hold her for a bit. The dull ache in his balls told him that he must push his cock into his girl friend's tight pussy before he blew his wad. He'd already waited too long. Abruptly, he removed his hand from her crotch, causing a small wet sucking noise as his fingers left the pliant hair-fringed opening.

Julie's large globular tits jiggled above the expanse of her rib cage as her naked body offered itself up to him.