Lynn felt hot and squirmy and Pete added to her excitement. He immediately put his face against her big tits. She felt his hot breath blowing on her aching flesh, then she felt his lips closing over one of her rubbery brown nipples. He sucked hard. Her flesh went into his throat as deep as it was possible. He started playing with her other tit with his free hand.
"I'm going to come," she cried. "I'm going to come! Dear Jesus, I'm coming! Coming! Cominggggggg!"
She bucked wildly as the spasms of pleasure went through her. She cried and scratched at Trish's back with her fingernails. She had never felt such a powerful orgasm.
"Hmmm," Trish said finally. "I guess we better be getting back to the party. People will start to wonder."
"I could never move," Lynn said.
"Try," Trish said. "Who knows? You night even get another chance with John before the evening is over!"
CHAPTER SIX
Lynn awakened to the loud ringing of her doorbell. She didn't want to get out of bed. That had been one hell of a party the evening before. She had found out a lot of things she hadn't known. Especially about Trish. Lynn hadn't realized that Trish was such a sexual person.
The doorbell kept ringing and Lynn knew she was going to have to get up.
"Hell," she said. She got out of bed and wrapped a robe around herself. She ran a comb through her tangled blonde hair until she thought it looked decent. Her face was a little puffy. She looked like she'd been fueling all night long.
"I'm coming!" she yelled.
She didn't recognize either of the two men standing at her front door. They were big, husky men and she was sure they weren't from around the neighborhood. They were both dressed in jeans and work shirts.
"Mrs. Nobles?" the man asked. "Yes?"
"My name is Willis Parker. This is my assistant, George."
"What do you want?" she asked.
She didn't care for the way that George was at her. He had bold eyes. They were hard and flinty and they kept undressing her. She didn't like the feeling he was giving her. Kind of shiverish. It seemed like she was getting to be a pushover for any man who looked at her with enough interest in his eyes. She didn't want to be like that.
"Are you two going to stand there looking all day long, or are you going to tell me what you want?"
"Well," Willis said. "We hate to disturb you, but your husband is late with the furniture payments."
"Furniture?" she asked.
"Yes. The new stuff you purchased at the beginning of the year. A couple of thousand dollars worth of new stuff. He paid half down but there's another thousand due."
Lynn remembered. She had talked her husband into throwing out the old living room furniture, but she had thought that he'd paid for all of it. Now the rest of the money was due and it would take more than half her savings. It wasn't fair of her husband, but then nothing he had been doing was fair.
"When did you say it was due?" she asked.
"Last month. We knew that there was no problem. You people were not the kind who don't pay debts. But we thought maybe you'd forgotten."
"We hadn't forgotten. Won't you gentlemen come in and I'll make you some coffee while we talk." She noticed the suspicious look that Willis gave his assistant. So Willis had heard something. He was worried about getting his money. She thought of him like a vulture. There would be other vultures coming around once they found out her husband had left her. All of them would be wanting their money.
She led the two men into her kitchen. She told them to sit down at the kitchen table while she made the coffee. As she moved around she could feel George's eyes still undressing her. Again she had that hot, shiverish feeling. God, what was happening to her. A man could just look at her and make her feel funny inside.
"I hope you gentlemen like strong coffee," she said, as she poured it for them.
"I like everything strong," George said.
"Now about the payment for the furniture," Willis said, sipping at his coffee. "If you could just make us out a check?"
"That's just it," Lynn said. "I can't write a check out right now. I'll have to take the money out of savings. It'll take a couple of weeks and…"
"I'm afraid we can't wait that long," Willis said. "You see, we do have a contract."
"Couldn't we work something out?" she asked. For the first time Willis gave her a long look. She felt her skin start to tingle. She had something else in mind other than what the two men were thinking of. She'd been thinking about some sort of time payments for the furniture. But suddenly she was really excited about the situation. She'd never been paid for love before. She wondered just how much she had to offer these two men. It didn't matter how much money was involved, ten dollars or a million dollars. What was exciting was the situation.
"What did you have in mind?" Willis asked.
"I thought you might think of some sort of arrangement where I could pay."
"How much is the furniture worth to you?"
"A lot," she answered.
"Then maybe we could work something out. Where is your bedroom?"
"My goodness," Lynn said, laughter in her eyes. "You do come right to the heart of the matter."
"I don't believe in wasting time," Willis said.
He looked a lot bigger when he stood up. She liked the broad look of his chest and his thick, muscular arms. She didn't think she was paying a price to keep her furniture. That was just a consolation prize. The real prize was this big, hungry looking man.
"This way to my bedroom," Lynn said.
Both of them looked surprised that she was so easy. She knew what they probably thought of her because she refused to put up more of a fuss. She didn't care. She wanted these two men. It seemed like the more fucking she got, the more she wanted.
She led them into her bedroom. Somehow it seemed natural that they should both come. They belonged together. Besides, this would be another first for Lynn. She'd never made it with two men before. Not at the same time. She was sure that it would be a wonderful new experience.
"Take off that robe," Willis said.
She didn't hesitate. She unbuttoned her robe and slipped it off her shoulders.
"God," George said. "She's naked, Willis. She's all naked!"
"I can see that, stupid," Willis said.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" Lynn asked.
"Baby," Willis answered. "I think you're gorgeous!"
Willis stepped forward and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her hard. She liked the feeling of his strong lips against hers. She liked the way he crushed her naked tits against his rough work shirt. She liked the feeling of his strong hands caressing her back.
"You're nice," she moaned. "I bet you're big and strong all over. Everywhere!"
She reached between his legs and touched the thick rod that was there. She could feel it grow against her fingertips until it was rock-hard and threatening to break out of his trousers. She used her fingertips to tease his prick.
"Take it out," he groaned. "Take that fucking thing out!"
She hadn't known how excited he would get. It must have been a while since he had fucked a good looking woman. He was trembling with excitement.
She knelt down in front of him. She felt his hands on her tits, squeezing roughly, as she unzipped his trousers. She slipped her small hand inside the opening and immediately touched his bare, steamy meat. She laced her fingers around the base of his hot cock and pulled it out the opening.
"Ummm," she said. "You've got a big, fat one. I like to kiss fat cocks!"
"My God," he groaned. "God, you are something else, lady!"
She didn't feel like a lady as she put her lips against the tip of his purplish cock. She had been a lady once. A happily married lady. But that had been before her husband had abandoned her and left her for any man who wanted her. She couldn't be a lady and pull her panties down for anybody. No, she was a tramp, a whore, a wanton, sexy love object. And she found that she enjoyed being that way. Just being one man's wife was not half as much fun as being any man's piece of pussy.