He dropped her still fighting to the ground on her feet, her ripe young breasts tossing nakedly as she pushed at him.
Over his shoulder Larry saw Matt moving around the pool but just then Mona reached up out of the water and grabbed him by the leg and pulled him in fully clothed.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jane awakened with a start, her body trembling and covered with a film of perspiration. Painfully, she opened her eyes, then struggled to focus them. Her head was throbbing, and she could feel the unmistakable signs of nausea coming on.
Finally, the whirling of colors and indecipherable objects stopped, and her stomach settled. The roller coaster ride seemed to be coming to an end. She was in a room… a bedroom but it wasn't hers. She tried to remember the furnishings they seemed vaguely familiar but she couldn't place them.
The room began to whirl again and the next thing she knew her head was back on the pillow, and she had closed her eyes. There were soft voices in the room; she sensed, unmistakably, the presence of other people. Opening her eyes again, she blinked and blinked, each time the figures growing clearer as she squinted in the dim bedroom light. She recognized Larry Leyton… he was walking toward her where she was lying in the bed… and there was another man, a tall man, Bob Weston, from the party.
Slowly it all began to come back… the pool party… the drinks. starting to take her dress off with Mona Allan… the skinny dippers. everything. The wave of embarrassment brought on by the memory was replaced by a sudden fear as Bob Weston walked over to the door to flick off the overhead light, leaving only the bedside light burning.
"Larry," she sat up and said to her neighbor standing beside the bed, "where am I? What's going on?"
"Just relax," Leyton sat down on the edge of the bed, laughing. "Everything's going to be all right. I brought you up to my place… Bob wanted to come too.
"I don't understand… where's Nancy… why didn't you take me home?"
"Nancy had a previous engagement… she won't be back," Larry chuckled, winking suggestively at Bob.
Jane watched as Bob poured a large amount of Scotch into a glass on the bedside table, then plopped in a few ice cubes from an ice bucket sitting there. "Here you go, Janie," he said, moving towards her. "This ought to put you back together."
Jane took the glass from his outstretched hand, and gulped it down in swallows. It was beginning to taste good, and she could feel it as it seeped into her bloodstream almost immediately, undiluted by anything. Only after several deep pulls, did she really notice that she was only partially under the white sheet, with two thick pillows behind her head, and naked to the waist with the top of her black dress still hanging loosely at her waist.
"Don't worry about it," Larry chuckled as he noticed her pull up the sheet to hide her breasts. "We don't mind, do we Bob?"
"Hell no," the other man said, "I've been waiting for an hour for her to take the other half of that dress off"
Their words worked their way slowly, to Jane's fuzzy brain. She started to speak, but instead, sank back into the comfortable foam pillows. As the situation became clearer, the whole room began to shake as if it were vibrating.
"Move over, sweetheart," Larry sat down on the other side of the bed, "Here comes daddy!"
Jane bolted upright in the bed, forgetting for an instant that she was completely naked from the waist up as she felt Larry's hand slide under the sheet and along her legs. She squeezed her knees together and pulled them tightly against her body at his touch.
"Take your hands off me, Larry… leave me alone," Jane ordered her neighbor, but he only laughed, taking another long sip of his drink and continued his fondling.
"Larry, please. I've got to go home." He seemed to be laughing at her, but didn't respond and she closed her eyes as the room lurched into another dizzy spin and Bob Weston walked across the room and finally settled in a chair in a corner.
"Don't worry about a thing, honey," Larry said from where he sat beside her on the bed, his hand inching under the sheet again. "Daddy's going to take you home… right afterwards… okay?"
Jane was scared as she looked up into Larry's bloodshot eyes. Her neighbor. was in his mid-thirties, about ten years older than her husband.
His hand began to very gently stroke her long tanned leg, tracing the curving line of her calf upward to her knee. She tried to squirm away from him, out of his reach, but he moved closer and closer on the bed, his eyes not leaving her for a split second. She was riveted to his eyes that seemed to burn into her.
"Please Larry… I want to go now..
Her neighbor smirked. "Now stop that silliness, Janie. Bob and I just want to have a little fun. It'll be good for you, too. We're going to have a little party. Who'll be the wiser? You'll love it!"
The awareness of what the two men had in store for her was beginning to hit home to the young wife. A burning fear was beginning to spread through her as she waited in dread for the next move that her neighbors would make.
They couldn't do anything to her, they couldn't make her stay, she thought. She was a fully grown woman and she could walk out of here any second she wanted. Yes, that was the thing to do.
Tying the strings of her dress together, she pulled her dress over her breasts and threw back the sheet and shakily swung her legs to the floor. She cast a defiant look at the two men and began wobbling unsteadily toward the door.
"No you don't angel… no sneaking away, now," Larry said, catching her with one sweep of his hand and tossing her back on the bed. He pulled the ties at the back of the dress so that the garment fell straight down revealing once again the lush breasts. She tried to cover herself and the two men laughed.
Jane lay back on the pillows, drunkenly, as her neighbor settled down beside her on the bed again. She tried to hold the dress up to her but he pushed her hands aside and began running his hands over the smooth surface of her curving ribcage; and, above his massaging hand, her naked breasts were almost exposed, jostling under the untied top of her dress.
"Come on, Larry… let me tie my dress back up and let me get out of here what if Nancy comes back?"
"Nancy's not coming back and we can't let you go now, sweetheart… not in your condition… you'll just have to stay and have a good time."
He was unbuttoning his shirt now as he crawled up on the bed on his knees. Across the room, Bob Weston, the other neighbor, seemed to be enjoying everything that was happening. He watched gleefully rolling his glass between his palms as his friend tossed his shirt onto a nearby chair.
"Stop it… I'm married… I can't do this."
"We're all married, honey… and we can all do it," Larry said laughingly.
"Bob, you're not going to just sit there and let this happen… you've always been a good neighbor… what's changed things?"
The older man only leered at her lush young body reclining half-dressed against the headboard. "You're the one that pulled the change, Janie," he laughed. "You really showed how much you wanted it down at the pool."
Another wave of humiliation swept over Jane as she remembered trying to show up Mona Allan down at the pool… dancing… exposing her naked breasts oh, it was so awful… just shameless… but she had been half out of her mind from the alcohol, and Larry should understand that. Dimly she wondered where her husband, Matt, was.
"Come on… you've led us on long enough," Larry said. "Get your dress off… get it. off… "he repeated, cutting into her thoughts.
Jane's neighbor could feel his long fleshy cock beneath his trousers, still flaccid but beginning to harden just at the sight of this lush young woman with her tanned skin and flowing blonde hair. And for the moment, she was all his… his brain reeled at.. the realization that it wouldn't be long. In a few minutes, his eagerly pulsating cock was going to be fucking into his neighbor's wife's tight pussy.