Chapter 5

Pamela Murphy looked out of her kitchen window at the Linden house. She smiled a smile of anticipation.

The big-titted blonde pulled the curtains back when she saw Gloria Linden walk out of the house. She smiled again when she saw her get into the Linden's blue Buick. She was glad that Gloria was leaving the house. That meant that Dolph Linden would be home alone. Kurt Linden had left earlier.

Pamela had been Gloria's neighbor for seven years. During that time she had little to say to the pretty redhead. She had little interest in establishing a friendship with the woman, but she was very interested in getting to know Dolph better. Every chance she had, she flirted openly with Gloria Linden's husband. So far she had received no real encouragement from the handsome man.

Something had happened during the week to give Pamela new hope. She had seen a man in a military uniform enter and leave the Linden home. Although she couldn't prove anything, she felt that Gloria Linden had spent the day fucking the big man. The look on the man's face when he left the house was the look of a man who had just had his cock drained completely.

Pamela looked out of the window and waited for Dolph to come out of his house. She knew it was his habit to work in the yard every Saturday. She should soon see him since he always came out at the same time.

While she waited, Pamela checked her appearance. She had chosen her clothes carefully, especially the shorts that were now hiked up so high the cheeks of her ass showed. When she looked down at the front of her blouse she saw that her nipples were stiff and highly visible under the white cloth. Her large, firm tits needed no bra, and she rarely wore one.

Of course, she had no real reason to feel more confident about her chances of seducing Dolph just because she suspected Gloria was fucking another man. She couldn't say anything to Dolph since there was no way to prove anything. Seeing the man at the Linden house just gave her a greater impetus to try harder to seduce Dolph. Maybe if Gloria was giving her pussy to another man, she wasn't spending enough time taking care of her husband's needs.

Pamela shifted from one foot to the other as she waited impatiently for Dolph to come out. She resented Gloria Linden intensely. It didn't seem fair that Gloria had such a sexy husband. It didn't seem fair because Pamela didn't have a husband at all. Tom had left her four years before, and she hadn't found a man yet that she would even consider marrying, except for Dolph Linden.

She doubted that she would be able to take Dolph away from his wife. She would settle for fucking him. Instead of just flirting with him as she had in the past, she was determined to make a real effort to get his cock into her hungry cunt. The few men she had fucked since Tom had run out on her had been disappointing, but she sensed that Dolph Linden was going to live up to all of her expectations.

Her heart pounded when the side door of the Linden house opened and Dolph walked out into the carport. Her cunt warmed. Her nipples became so sensitive that even the soft contact of her blouse stimulated them. She glanced at the wall clock and smiled. "Right on time."

Pamela gave the man a few minutes to start his work in the yard before she walked out into her back yard. She acted like she was picking some weeds out of her lawn, hoping that Dolph would notice her and start the conversation. When he didn't even look up she frowned and decided to take things into her own hands.

"Good morning, Dolph," she said as she leaned over the chain link fence that separated the two yards.

"Oh, hello, Pam," Dolph said and went back to his work.

Pamela frowned and felt like kicking the man. She wondered sometimes if he was alive! She couldn't count the number of times she had paraded around in the yard with little on while Dolph worked in his yard. Rarely did he even look up, no matter how short her shorts were, or how tight her top was.

This time, though, Pamela was determined. She was going to fuck the man, or at least give it her best shot. "Would you do me a favor and take a look at these weeds in my yard, Dolph? I've tried everything, but I can't get rid of them."

Dolph walked over to the fence and stared at her yard. He didn't seem to notice that the big-titted woman's fantastic body was barely covered. "Looks like common weeds to me, Pam. A little weed killer should take care of them."

Pamela smiled and touched Dolph's arm. "Just goes to show how helpless a woman is without a man around to take care of things. I wish I had some weed killer to use. Do you have any suggestions of what I should buy, Dolph?"

"I've got some extra," Dolph said and went to the utility room that was connected to his carport.

Pamela made sure she opened her side gate so that Dolph would get the hint and come into her yard rather than simply hand her the bag over the fence.

"Spread a little of this over the grass and those weeds should disappear in a few weeks," Dolph said when he brought a large bag over and leaned it against the back of Pamela's house. "I think you've got a spreader in your utility room, Pam. I saw Tom using it before he..."

He let his voice trail off and turned red after he mentioned Pamela's former husband. "I'm sorry, Pam. It was stupid of me to say that."

Pamela touched Dolph's arm and smiled. "It's been a long time now, and I'm used to it, Dolph. There's no need to apologize. I've gotten over Tom, but I have to admit it does get pretty lonely around here at times."

Dolph seemed to notice for the first time how short her shorts were. He stared at her thighs for a moment before speaking. "I could have been more help, Pam. The least I could have done was offer to do a little work around your house for you."

"Oh, don't be silly, Dolph. I can afford to pay for whatever help I need. Of course, some things a woman doesn't like paying for." She looked deep into his eyes as she said the last sentence.

When Dolph looked nervously back at his house, Pamela acted in a hurry before he decided to leave. "Come into the house for a few minutes and have a cold beer with me, Dolph. It's too hot to work now." She let her nails lightly slide down his arm as she spoke.

"I don't know, Pam," he said as she looked back at his carport.

"What's the matter, Dolph? Are you afraid Gloria will come home and get the wrong idea if she finds you visiting me?" Pamela smiled, taunting him a little.

"No, she won't be back all day," Dolph shrugged.

"Good. Then there's nothing to worry about. Let's have that beer," Pamela said and took the man's hand. She didn't wait for him to agree before she tugged at his hand and almost pulled him into her house. Dolph followed without resistance.

After a while Pamela was delighted to see that Dolph was loosening up. He downed three beers and began to talk more freely. His eyes often stared at the front of her blouse as he sat at her kitchen table and talked with her.

Pamela felt like stripping and fucking the handsome man right there in her kitchen. She felt more and more confident that he would respond, but she was afraid the starkness of the kitchen was not the best atmosphere for what she had in mind. It would be best to get him into her bedroom where the drapes were drawn and the harsh light of the day was shut out.

It took her only a moment to come up with a plausible excuse. "I hate to keep asking for favors, Dolph, but I would appreciate it if you would do one more thing for me." She smiled and reached across the table to rest her warm hand on top of his.

"Name it," Dolph smiled, his nervousness about being in the sexy woman's house gone.

"It's this stubborn drawer in the dresser in my bedroom. The damn thing has been off its tracks for two years now and I never can get it to close right. Are you any good fixing that sort of thing?"

Dolph agreed to look at the dresser. Pamela led him to her bedroom, making sure her shorts were pulled high so that he could see her ass cheeks as he walked behind her.

"What do you think?" she said when she showed him the drawer.

"I think it's pretty dark in here," Dolph said as he glanced at the heavy drapes that didn't allow much light to enter the windows. "I can't see well enough to work on this thing."

Pamela came close to flicking on a lamp, but she didn't do it. She thought of giving Dolph time to take a good look at the drawer before she made her move, but the hunger in her cunt urged her to act boldly. "You don't need to see well to do what I want you to do, Dolph," she whispered and unbuttoned her blouse. Before the man had a chance to react, her big jugs spilled out from the front of her blouse.

Pamela dropped the blouse and pulled her shoulders back so that her big tits stood out more. The firm nipples pointed at the stunned man. "Don't run out on me, Dolph. I need a man now. Since Tom left me I've only been with a few men, and they didn't do much for me. I need you, Dolph. I can tell you're a great fuck and I know you need me, too. Admit it. Gloria isn't taking care of you, is she?"

As she finished speaking, Pamela squirmed out of the tight shorts. She wore no panties and when the shorts dropped down to her feet she was naked. She hoped that the hot sight of her naked body would hold Dolph's attention long enough for her to talk him into fucking her.

Dolph didn't leave. He stared at Pamela's big-titted body from her long legs up to her large, tanned jugs. Her body was tanned all over, which explained the sun lamp he had noticed in a corner of the bedroom. The golden skin of her tits blended subtly with the brown ring that surrounded her stiff, dark-brown nipple of each jug. A mass of wispy blonde hair covered her crotch, barely hiding her cunt from his eyes.

"Gloria would kill me if I messed with you, Pam. You know that. You two have never gotten along," he said, but still didn't move for the door.

"I don't expect to be friends with your wife, Dolph, and I don't want to be. You're the one in your family I want to be friends with... more than friends." She stepped closer to Dolph and reached down to touch the front of his jeans. Her fingers squeezed the bulge of his cock. "Take me, Dolph. Don't waste this moment, baby. I'm yours. Even if you only want to fuck me today, and never fuck me again, I'll go along with that. I promise that Gloria will never know about it. Of course, I'd rather keep fucking you, but I won't ask that. Let's just do it now. I'm so hot. My cunt feels like it 's going to catch on fire."