Sally hurried to the, supply room and walked' in silent in her nursing shoes. She'd been trained to walk quietly and not to disturb her patients with unnecessary noise. That was why Jim didn't hear her when she came in. He didn't even notice her, and neither did Nurse Benson. But then he and Benson were pretty busy kissing and pawing each other. They were totally preoccupied.
Sally had just enough sense left to duck behind a linen shelf. Then she slumped against a wall and seethed with rage. No wonder Jim hadn't been interested in fucking lately. He was probably all fucked out with Benson. When Sally had gotten her anger down to the simmering point, she peeked out from behind the shelf to see what was happening.
"My God," Nurse Benson sighed, "one more hour and I'd have gone crazy."
"Me, too, baby," Jim said hoarsely, "I've been horny for you all day."
So he could get horny alter all! Sally seethed with jealousy as she watched. Not that she could blame him for getting turned on-Irene Benson was built like a brick shithouse. She had tits the size of watermelons, and they stuck out firmly under her prim uniform. She was a brassy blonde, always flirting and joking with the doctors, and it was suspected that she'd been fucking more than a few of them.
But Sally had never dreamed that one of Benson's lovers would be Jim. She watched in an agony of rage and envy as they started taking off their clothes. Irene's bra looked about ready to burst with its huge load. She unhooked it and dropped it on the floor, and her enormous tits wobbled into their natural firm thrust. Her' big Pink nipples were stiff with arousal.
She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her skimpy lace panties and inched the little garment down teasingly. Jim's eyes were glued to her crotch. Gradually the golden-blonde pussy hairs popped into view, and finally she'd uncovered her whole thick bush. She let her panties slither down her legs, then kicked them away.
His eyes still focused hungrily on her wide glossy bush, Jim dropped his pants and shorts. Sally saw something she hadn't seen in almost a monthher husband's rock-hard, eight-inch dick. In spite of her anger, scalding juice squirted from her famished cunt at the sight of that fantastic hardon,.
"Mmmmm, for me?" Irene Benson purred.
"All for you, baby," Jim rasped.
Bastard! Sally thought angrily. Rotten sonofabitch!
All these weeks he'd been telling her how hard he'd worked and how tired he was-just too tired to fuck. Well, he clearly wasn't too busy or too tired to fuck Irene. Now she walked to him, her huge ripe tits quivering, and she dropped to her knees in front of him. Jim flushed with lust and leaned back against a shelf. Irene fisted the thick hairy base of his bloated cock and started pumping it.
"Yeah, baby, yeah," Jim moaned.
Irene's wet red tongue flashed out, and she started licking the big purple head of his cock. She swirled her tongue all over the gleaming bulb of flesh. Jim shivered and moaned, and big globs of cream started to leak from his piss hole. Irene hungrily lapped up the oozing juice, rolled it on her tongue to savor the taste, and then swallowed it. Watching, Jim was going out of his mind with arousal.
"Yeah, baby, eat all that juice," he panted.
Sally clutched the shelf and stifled her sighs of envy and lust. Jim hardly ever let her play with his cock any more. He was either in a hurry to get his rocks off, or he wasn't even interested in making love. But he was loving every second of it as Irene pumped and tongued his engorged prick. He juiced heavily, and she gobbled up every drop of the hot salty cream.
"Mmmmm," she sighed. "Mmmmmmmmm"
Sally felt molten cream oozing from her cunt and soaking through the crotch of her panties. She was furious with Jim, achingly jealous of Irene, yet at the same time she was getting ragingly horny from watching them together. She ached to be in Irene's place, fisting and tasting her husband's big drooling prick. It must have been two years at least since she'd gone down on him.
Sally remembered how excited that used to make her, how turned on she got when she curled her fingers around his hotly throbbing dick and lapped up the salty cream that dribbled from his piss hole. Hot saliva rushed to her mouth as she thought about it, and more steaming cunt cream gushed through the crotch of her panties. She was furious with her husband. If he wanted a blow job so badly, why didn't he ask her for one?
But Sally was afraid she knew the answer. They'd been married for seven years now, and Jim was probably getting bored with the same old thing. He probably wanted some adventure, some novelty. And he was certainly getting it with Irene. She was noisily tonguing his cock as if she was starved for his juice. Soon she'd cleaned the whole head of his prick and was drilling his piss hole for more.
"Shit, yeah," Jim growled, "go for it, baby, get all that juice."
Irene worked the slick pointed tip of her tongue into his creaming cock cleft and reamed out more delicious juice. Jim slumped against the linen shelf, his body flushed with arousal, his eyes hot and glassy with horniness. Sally hadn't seen him so turned on in years. His big hairy nut sac was hugely swollen, crowding the space between his thighs. Suddenly Irene popped the engorged head of his cock into her mouth.
"Shit, yeah. SUCK!" he yelped.
Now sticky cunt cream was soaking through Sally's panties and running down her legs. She wanted to be in Irene's place so badly, she could have screamed. The eager blonde stuffed half of Jim's thick eight-incher into her boiling mouth and began sucking on it greedily and noisily, making an obscene slurping sound that echoed through the windowless supply room.
"Mmmmm," Irene moaned.
"Shit, you suck cock good," Jim panted.
He'd never said that to Sally, but then he'd hardly said anything to her when they made love. This was a different Jim, lewd and liberated and powerfully turned on. Sally realized she hadn't excited him like that in years. He was losing control of himself, starting to fuck Irene's mouth. He pistoned his big hard cock over her slick tongue and butted the back of her throat.
"Can't hold out much longer," he gasped.
Irene drew back immediately, and his enormous spit-soaked cock snapped from her lips, splatting loudly against his belly. She eyed his prick hungrily and got dizzily to her feet. Not taking her eyes off his steel-stiff boner, she backed up until she was leaning agaunst a shelf. She spread her legs wide, showing her soaked red slit and its thick fringe of golden curls.
"Jesus, fuck me," she said hoarsely, "fuck me right away, Jim."
There was no place for them to lie down except the cold hard tile floor. Irene remained standing, leaning against the shelf with her legs eagerly spread. Jim hurried to her, his heavy cock wagging stiffly. He crouched slightly, fisted his bloated dick, then crammed the big hard head into Irene's cunt. She. gave a hoarse moan.
"Oh, my God! YES?" she cried. "Get into me!"
At that point Sally could have wept with jealousy. Irene was getting exactly what she needed, what she'd been craving for-Jim's magnificent rockhard prick. She watched in an agony of longing as he crammed his wrist-thick boner up another woman's hungry wet cunt. Irene gurgled and whimpered in ecstasy as she got every inch of his engorged fuck tool.
"Unnnhhhh, yesss! Give me that big hard cock!" Irene whimpered. "Cram me full of it!"
Jim shoved until his bloated coarse-haired balls slammed her slit. Then he cupped the lustily writhing globes of her ass, got a good grip, and started fucking her in quick hard jabs. Irene's eyes rolled, then closed in bliss, as she took his rough deep fucking. Thick pearly juice overflowed her crammed box and gushed down her thighs.
"Unnnhhh! UNNHHHH!" she moaned.
"Am I fucking you good, baby?" Jim leered.
"Oh, Christ, yes," Irene sobbed, "I love your big hard cock, baby! I