Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Goose and the Gander
Part: 1 of 1
Universe: 
Summary:
Keywords: (M+mF+ cheating interr group)
Language: English

-----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE-----

   @(C) 1999 Frederick T.  Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
  National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the
                           American Cancer Society.

                         !!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!

    The following story is a work of sexual fiction.  So it follows that 
youngsters should not be reading it.  If you happen to fall into that category 
and still reading, there's not much I can do to prevent you from continuing.  
That's part of the problem...The just tremendous explosion of information 
today compared to say...Just ten years ago.  Shit !  How about thirty years 
ago ?  Today's youngsters and young adults have so many more issues than we 
had...Things we never thought about.  The war was the defining issue of our 
time.  Today there is no unifying idea to guide youth and yet maybe, they 
don't need that much ?  Guidance, that is.

    Having said that.  I really believe censoring the material a young mind 
absorbs is the responsibility of the adult who has custodial responsibility 
for the young mind...It's not the government's responsibility or mine because 
I happen to contribute to this news group...You can't shut down the 
information...A tremendous example would be the demise of soviet union.  In 
retrospect, it's easy to see how western information just bombarded their 
government into submission.  A great time to be a member of the armed forces 
but then why are so many getting out ?  Another part of the problem ?  And who 
says it's a problem ?

    I'm going to diverge a bit from the usual and say that although the plot 
and subplots of the following tale stem from the author's fertile imagination, 
the characters...Well, the characters are made up of bits and pieces of the 
tumble dried assortment of friends and acquaintances I've made over a rich and 
long life.  I find it hard to believe that anyone my age, who writes, doesn't 
do the same.

    This theme seems particularly pertinent today.  Again, just story data not 
real hard facts.  And while I'm sure there are men out there that take 
advantage in the work place.  It won't be long until there are many women 
smeared with the same goo.  I'm sure it's already started.  And on the other 
hand, I'm sure there are still many women who use what they have to smooth 
those everyday bumps in the work environment and I'm not talking about some 
brainstorm she came up with down at the water cooler.  Soon the roles will be 
reversed and we'll all be confused.  Discrimination is at the heart of 
democracy...We discriminate between the people we desire to run the country, 
maintain the public good.  It's hard to believe we spend so much capital to 
weed it out, especially at the core level...The sexes !

    I'd like to dedicate the following story to those who have meant the most 
to me...From the early years to the present.  The tales we could tell about 
this and that...The secrets we shared and still share.  The times we've been 
not quite in control of any part of our lives but found you standing right 
there and that was cool.  The intimacies we shared go beyond the sex.  It's 
hard to describe but then maybe, it is the sex ?  I'm not positive but it sure 
was fun !  Remember...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to 
the usual.

                           The Goose and the Gander
                        (M+mF+ cheating interr group)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution.

                                  The Gander

    "...lost his job just before Christmas..."  The woman was listening.  She 
laughed, "He's playing golf today...I wish I was...I'm reviewing some 
evaluations of the ESL Program...That's all I do is review and read studies."  
The woman burst out laughing.  "Oh !  Come on, Janet...You're the single 
one...I bet..."  She burst out laughing again.

    The woman talking on the phone was in her early fifties...A natural 
redhead but her hair was losing it's luster and she had to help it along a bit 
with the bottle every now and again.  She was curled up in her favorite chair 
in her bedroom...Well, their bedroom.

    Her husband seemed unconcerned that he was unemployed and had been playing 
golf almost every day since he got laid off at the Test Range.  His specialty 
was no longer required, they said.  She wished he'd get off his ass and find a 
job.  She even mentioned that he may want to consider going back to school.

    "...Yea...I really like it.  I have tons of responsibility.  The 
opportunities are out there, Janet.  You just have to go out and find them.  
Next month they're sending me to the Regional ESL Planning Conference in 
Carson City.  Oh !  Jeez !  It's going to be freezing..."  The two women 
gabbed for a good two hours.  Emily Townsend's ears were sore even though 
she'd switched the phone several times.

    Her friend, Janet Charles, could go on and on.  Well, so could she.  She 
was looking forward to Janet's visit come Memorial Day.  Wow !  How the school 
year flew by !  It seemed like just yesterday she was reporting to the "Head 
Shed" as they called it.  Christmas already...Janet'd be here before she knew 
it.  Then she could chill out a little with her friend.  There was a whole lot 
more stress with this job and the politics were down and dirty.  Some days she 
was disgusted with it all.

    She laughed, thinking of Janet telling her she found the perfect mate.  
Emily remembered being all ears...Excited for her friend...And then Janet went 
on to describe a vibrator she'd started using lately.  Emily remembered 
flushing when Janet recommended that she get one.  Yea !  What was she going 
to do ?  "Excuse me, honey, I'm just going to get myself off with this 
vibrator because you no longer do it for me..."  Well, that wasn't quite the 
case either but she'd be damned if she had the time to figure it out.  Jeez !  
They hadn't had sex in over three years.  Married for over thirty...She'd go 
crazy without her job.  She wished he'd find something else to do...

                                  The Goose

    He was strolling down the main mall at UNLV, trying to figure out where 
his next class was.  It was cold.  A brisk breeze blowing out of the North.  
He bowed his head and didn't see her until it was too late.  They bumped.  He 
backed away, mumbled an apology...Vaguely recognized the young lady but 
couldn't quite place her ?

    "...Aahhh...Colonel...You don't remember do you ?"  She laughed for a bit 
and then continued.  "Your son told me at Christmas that you retired."  She 
leaned toward him conspiratorially.  "Out here checking out the babes ?"  The 
young lady straightened up and burst out laughing.  "Just joking, Colonel."

    She smelled great, her hair freshly washed...Just a hint of perfume.  The 
colonel felt uncomfortable as he still had no idea what her name was.  And... 
Yea !  He did check out the "babes."

    "Cris Chadwick, Colonel Townsend.  We met a couple of times last Summer.  
I was hanging out with your son's clique...Kind of hooking up with Johnny 
Albo.  Anyway, congrats on retiring..."

    Shit !  That was two years ago.  His retirement, that is.  Youth !  
Totally clueless...Not a care in the world...Thought the country owed them an 
education...Worse than those hippie fuckers in the sixties.  And what about 
him ?  Thought he had it made, cushy job out at the Test Site after his 
retirement...Twenty nine years...Oh !  Fuck !  How the time flew by ?!

    And then the world collapsed, just before Christmas.  Fuck !  What the 
fuck was a guy to do ?  Fifty-three and not a snowball's chance in hell of 
ever getting the type of responsibility he used to have.  But, hey !  This 
college shit was a gas.

    Surprised the hell out of Emily when he told her he was going back to 
school.  Shit !  She had enough degrees...All he had was a masters...In public 
Administration.  What a waste.

    The young girl was holding him up.  He'd be late for class.  "Where you 
heading, Colonel...Maybe we can walk together ?"  He asked her where CBC was ? 
She laughed, telling him he was heading in the wrong direction.  Shit !  He 
wished these civilian fucks could make a map somebody could use.  He was 
walking along beside her.  She was keeping up a banter of conversation.

    Before they parted, Cris asked if he had time for coffee after class.  He 
mumbled something and walked off to find his class room.  He was kind of 
disappointed she wasn't there when he showed up...But then he was fifteen 
minutes late.  He wanted to introduce himself to the instructor.  He didn't 
figure she'd show anyway.  He walked to his car and drove home.  Emily'd be 
late again tonight...Some meeting for some planning conference she's going to.

                                  The Gander

    Emily Townsend sat up close to the head of the table for no particular 
reason other than she was there early.  The meeting began right on time, for 
once, and was chaired by a very young man...Hispanic...More than attractive, 
really good looking and small...About five foot, five or so.  Emily was just a 
hair under five-two and was really tired of looking up at people when she 
spoke to them.

    Luis Jesus Hernandez noticed her right away.  She stood out in the crowd 
of fifteen.  The hair is what did it.  Red...God !  He was getting turned on 
just looking at her.  No push over, though...Sure of herself...A professional.  
Puts everything into her work.  Well, he'd just have to see that Emily 
Townsend got a little R&R when he visited Las Vegas for the ESL Regional 
Convention in May.  He'd start working on it right now as he moved toward her 
during the first break.

    "Ms. Townsend...Luis Hernandez...Everyone calls me 'LJ'.  Your reputation 
precedes you.  I read your dissertation on second language acquisition as it 
relates to the non-documented citizen.  Good research.  We were impressed up 
here in the department."

    Emily was flabbergasted.  That paper was five years old and he had to mean 
the Department of Education.  An opportunity ?  They had read something she'd 
written !  Oh !  How she'd love to work up here...Live up here in Reno, Carson 
City...Out of the heat in Las Vegas...He was asking her something ?  Shit !  
She'd have to find out who this guy was ?

    "...Anyway, some of us are getting together for lunch about two...Could 
you make it ?"

    Emily pretended to consult her calendar...Like she knew anyone up here !?  
Well, he didn't know that.  Some of these Latinos were real smooth operators.  
They lived with a different set of morals than most Americans but then on the 
other hand...Look at Clinton.  Plus she didn't want him to think she was 
clueless as to who he was.

    "Yes...Mr. Hernandez...That would be acceptable.  Where are we meeting ?"  
Emily had her own car, paid for by the district, and had no intention of 
having this guy arrange her entire itinerary.

    "How nice.  We're meeting in the hotel dining room.  See you then, Ms. 
Townsend and please call me 'LJ'."

    He gave her a little bow and went back to the head of the table.  Another 
Latino gentlemen got up and made some introductory remarks about how we'd all 
have to work together to get the job done...Blah...Blah...Blah.  She was 
reading the meeting agenda.  She looked at Mr. Hernandez after reading that he 
was the executive assistant for the head of the Nevada Department of 
Education.  He was looking back at her, smiling.

    Luis was imagining what Emily Townsend would look like naked.  She was 
small and he loved small women...He was small, well...In most places.  Where 
it counts, Luis Jesus Hernandez carried the goods and he knew how to use 
them...Had been using the tools since he was fourteen.  He floated back to 
that time as the speaker droned on and on.

    He was part of a gang of enlisted kids who traveled the officers quarters 
mowing lawns during the Summer.  This one particular ensign's wife was always 
kidding around with him about how cute he was.  At fourteen, Luis was starting 
to think about not wanting to be cute any more...

    ...Her two kids were running around the front room when he came to collect 
from her.  The ensign's wife said she didn't have money...Could he come back 
to collect tonight ?

    Luis thanked God almost everyday that he came back himself to collect that 
evening.  This one event focused the rest of his life.  Pointed him to where 
he is today...A man with "Juice" in a State that's run on "Juice."  And in a 
profession peopled mostly by women...Many of them married...Well, married 
women get horny, too !  And Luis was there for as many as he could be, 
consoling them, counseling them, helping them with their careers...And most 
important, at least for Luis, showing them a little excitement and then 
fucking them until they were limp.  He could do it almost any time he wanted 
to...To almost anyone.  Seven out of ten usually accepted his proposal to 
throw their marriage vows out the window and succumb to their baser instincts.  
He figured he had an excellent chance with Ms. Emily Townsend.

    .....The ensign's wife let him right in and within thirty seconds Luis 
knew something was going to happen that she didn't want anyone to know about.  
She made a big point of telling him the kids were gone and there was a bottle 
of tequila on the kitchen counter.  Although at fourteen, Luis was far from 
being a virgin; he was really still just a kid playing with other kids.  He'd 
never fucked a woman but was pretty sure it was going to happen tonight.  His 
cock twitched a little in his cut-off jeans.

    He figured the ensign's wife was in her late twenties, frosted hair with a 
tremendous body even after the two kids.  She was wearing a blouse that had 
the top three buttons unfastened and when she leaned over to get some glasses, 
Luis got a tremendous look at her tits.  She wasn't wearing a bra and her dark 
areolae and nipples were clearly visible when the blouse fell away from her 
upper body.

    Luis found her smiling at him when he looked back at her face.  She was 
still down on her haunches looking up at him.  Her cleavage was nice to look 
at even though she didn't have real big breasts...About baseball size, he 
figured.

    She made no move to get up.  Luis was wondering what she was going to do ?  
"Can you stay for a while ?"  She was smiling at him and then he noticed the 
makeup.  She'd made herself up for him.  He felt his penis lurch in his 
cut-offs.

    "Sure...As long as you want."  He felt bold...Entering new territory.  She 
reached for him and slipped her hand into the waist band of his cut-offs.  His 
cock was plainly visible, growing down the right leg of his shorts.  He 
noticed that she was staring at it.  It was still growing, getting fat and 
hard.  His was like a sausage, tapered at both ends but fat in the middle.  It 
sometimes looked deformed, like it might swell up and fall off like a fruit 
but it didn't.

    His fly was on the way down and the Ensign's wife was licking her lipstick 
covered lips...A bright red.  When his cock flopped out into view she looked 
up at him.  "Oh !  Luis...You've got a big cock here, honey !"  She was 
grasping it and had already started to stroke him.  Her other hand was opening 
the rest of the buttons of her blouse and now it was on the floor and her tits 
were free.

    The areolae were dark and crinkly...The nipples like little thumbs 
sticking out of the dark circles.  She was really jacking him off and Luis was 
moving his hips to her cadence.  Then her mouth was sucking him and he lost 
it.  He grabbed her head with both hands and forced all of his cock into her 
mouth.  She gagged...

    ...She was lying back on the kitchen floor, still coughing, pushing her 
shorts down her legs.  Jesus !  The kid damn near made her vomit.  What a nice 
cock !  She'd need a lot more of this and was sure Luis would be more than 
willing.  His cock was like a small baseball bat, growing out of a small clump 
of dark pubic hair...His balls tight up against the base of his penis.  Oh !  
God !  Did this kid have a nice, big, fat cock !

    Luis was staring at her naked form.  No bra...No panties.  Her bush was 
dark and hairy.  She was lying back, spreading her legs.  "Come on, Luis, fuck 
me !"  He didn't need encouragement and was between her legs in a flash.  She 
was reaching for his cock and pulling him toward her pussy.  Her other hand, 
combing the hair away from her slit.

    Luis thrust as hard as he could when he felt her warmth envelope him.  Her 
legs came up around him and she was clutching his shoulders.  He was fucking 
her and could feel the hard cold floor against his knees as he drove his cock 
in and out of her wet cunt.  She was moaning and groaning below him.  He was 
on his hands above her watching her face twist up in lust as his teenage cock 
drilled in and out of her belly.  Her areolae were all shrunken and crinkly.  
He kept pounding her, feeling her sheath sliding up and down his shaft as he 
fucked it in and out of her.

    He just noticed the perspiration building up on her chest and upper lip.  
Then a drip of sweat fell from his chin and splattered against her chest.  He 
was close and then the tingling began below his balls.  The semen was rushing 
down his shaft and burst into the freedom of her womb.  He was still pumping 
and she was shrieking.  Her cunt was a swamp of semen and he kept pushing his 
shrinking cock in and out of her spread loins like only a young kid could do.

    They were both panting.  He was still lying on top of her...Could feel the 
wetness between them...Then the shower and her lips were on him again.  He 
couldn't hold back and filled her hungry mouth with a load of teenage spunk.  
Later, in their big king size bed, she sat on Luis' face and taught him how to 
eat pussy.

    The ensign's wife became an almost daily affair...Whether her husband was 
off base or just at the office.  Luis was losing money by fucking her all the 
time.  One afternoon after a particularly good blow job he mentioned his 
problem.  When he left he had a twenty dollar bill in his pocket and was 
wondering if there were other women who would compensate him for his talent ?

    The ensign was transferred and his next conquest was an overweight 
lieutenant commander's wife.  Ok !  She was fat but had tremendous tits.  He 
caught her wearing a house dress one day, showing a lot of cleavage.  He 
openly ogled her breasts.  For several weeks, whenever he collected for the 
lawn, she'd be wearing the same house robe.

    One Wednesday she left a note.  She was out, wouldn't be home until after 
eight.  Luis was sure he'd fuck her.  The robe she was wearing left little to 
the imagination and Luis was between her chubby thighs just fucking the shit 
out of her in under ten minutes.  Her cunt was a forest of dark curly hair and 
her tits were stupendous...Huge udders of breast meat with areolae at least 
three, maybe four inches across.

    His first titty fuck and she gobbled up all his cum.  She was an animal 
and would do just about anything for him.  She was paying him thirty-five a 
visit and Luis was on cloud nine.

    The Summer before his senior year was a watershed.  He was working for the 
all ranks club, waiting tables at night and life guarding in the afternoon.  
He called it the Hernandez Scholarship Fund.  Just to himself, though.

    He was doing one of the cocktail waitresses in the evening after work, a 
tiny Filipino woman with a nice butt.  He first screwed her in the closet 
after work, just hiked up her short skirt and plugged into her as she leaned 
against the wall.  The tightness was exquisite.  She started giving him a 
percentage of her tips.

    Then there was the chief's daughter down at the pool.  She was in college 
and didn't like the attention her very large breasts drew from the many young 
enlisted men that frequented the pool.  She was easy...A little college talk.  
Some equal opportunity shit and Luis was porking her every afternoon when the 
pool closed.  Her tits were really impressive, huge balloons of black flesh, 
topped with almost purple areolae and nipples like thumbs.  He loved fucking 
her tits while they showered in the locked up changing rooms.  His brown cock 
sliding between those huge mountains of dark flesh...The cream of his load in 
contrast with her dark complexion...And her pussy...God !  A jungle of tight, 
curly black hair covered a very fat, juicy cunt.

    His crowning achievement, though, was stroking the base commander's wife.  
She was at least fifty but not a bad looking broad.  A little skinny but had a 
nice set of legs.  His boss at the pool mentioned that she'd like some 
swimming lessons.  After a couple lessons, she asked him to come by her 
quarters to be paid.  She was still in her swimming suit and ten minutes 
later, Luis was pumping his meat in and out of her sloppy wet cunt.  She was a 
very generous woman and arranged for him to receive some additional 
scholarship money for college.  And his spanish teacher wrote him a glowing 
recommendation but then he was stroking the twenty-five year old single 
lady...Improving her accent.

    College at the University of Nevada, Reno was great.  He worked most 
weekends down town looking for those hungry women...The ones looking for a 
good time.  Luis was good at what he did and didn't often go without a lot of 
pocket change.  It wasn't unusual for him to have dates both Friday and 
Saturday nights.  Luis was a cocksman and could have just about anyone he 
wanted.

    The red head in the second row piqued his interest.  He wanted to watch 
her grovel for it.  He was sure she'd never done that before...He bet there 
was a lot of shit she'd never done before.  He was dying to teach her but was 
smart enough to realize it would need to be a very careful seduction.  Emily 
Townsend would not be an easy fuck.  He was eager for that age old game to 
begin.

                                  The Goose

    He knew he was staring but couldn't pull his eyes away from her.  He'd 
been following the butt in the tight jeans for about three minutes.  Her long 
dark hair almost reached her waist.  She reminded him of that girl friend of 
his son...The one he ran into back in January.  He couldn't even remember her 
name.

    The girl turned toward the library but Rick Townsend continued forward.  
Boy !  Would he like to get into a little of that.

    "Colonel Townsend...Colonel."  Rick turned.  The girl he'd been following 
was running toward him.  Jesus !  It was her.  God !  She had a terrific 
little butt.

    He was silent but that didn't deter her.  "I thought that was you but I 
wasn't sure...The hair...It looks good...Gonna grow it long, like a hippie ?"  
He laughed.  She started laughing, too.  She leaned over toward him like they 
were conspiring to over throw the government.  "If you want to score some good 
weed...That's what you guys called it back then...Wasn't it ?"

    "Yea...That's right..."

    "Cris...Cris Chadwick."

    "That's right, Cris."  He was thinking of bullshitting her but decided 
against it.  "I only tried it a couple of times...I was always scared of 
getting caught."  God ! That made it sound like he was a wimp !

    They talked for about ten minutes.  He was surprised at her sophisticated 
arguments for the legalization of the weed, they called marijuana.  She tore 
off a sheet of binder paper and wrote out her name and phone number.  "If you 
get a free night...Give me a call.  We'll go out.  I think it'd be cool.  Your 
son's tried it a couple of times."

    Rick told her when they parted that she should call him "Rick."  A 
familiarity he'd not shared except with a few men and their wives for many 
years.  He hardly heard from any of them.  Never saw them anymore.  His wife, 
after twenty nine years of camp following, now had a promising career started. 

    God !  She was his son's age.  He was awash in guilt...But here he's 
flirting with a nineteen year old friend of his son.  He felt embarrassed he'd 
followed her.  He could tell by the way she looked at him.  She knew he'd been 
thinking impure thoughts about her fanny.  God !  She had a butt on her !  And 
almost agreeing to smoke some marijuana with her !?  What was he thinking ?

    Rick Townsend had a wet dream early the following morning.  Cris 
Chadwick's long dark hair was covering his groin, he could feel her lips 
sliding up and down the shaft of his cock.  Every once and a while she'd lick 
his balls while stroking his penis with her hand.  He was going to cum in her 
mouth.  Emily had never ever come close to allowing him to do that.  One, two, 
three spurts of hot cum...He felt the warmth and wetness spread out against 
his stomach.  Rick rolled over in disgust, crept out of bed and cleaned up the 
mess with a towel.  God !  He hoped Emily slept through it ?!

                                  The Gander

    Rick Townsend was wandering through the crowd.  He'd sighted Emily several 
times.  She was busy with this or that and always had her note pad with her.  
She was in charge.  He noted the assertion in her tone with people.  He could 
tell by the tone if they were important or just peasants.  He laughed and saw 
himself, not too many years ago.

    He spoke to her twice but then she was rushing off to take care of some 
real or imagined emergency.  The cocktail party was packed.  The thrust of the 
conversation was that the convention had been a terrific success.  The 
success, a result of the outstanding organization.  His wife had been 
co-organizer with some guy in Carson City.  That's all he knew.  The guy had 
been calling all Spring long - two, three times a week.

    Rick got horny watching his wife playing the game.  She looked fantastic.  
Her hair a brilliant red, her body teased him.  He knew what it looked like 
naked, under all the clothes.  The breasts, still some what firm, not much 
sag.  Her freckles and her furry pussy...What a jewel.  He wished he was 
getting into her every once and a while.  God !  How long had it been ?  Over 
four years...He was afraid to ask for it...Fear of rejection.

    He saw the phones...Remembered the binder paper in his wallet.  Emily 
would be here until the cows came home and still high from rubbing elbows with 
the powerful.  Like a magnet, he was drawn toward the bank of phones.

    Emily was glad he left.  She was so busy and couldn't expect him to follow 
her around.  Plus, what was she going to say ?  Here's my husband, the college 
student.  That didn't sound good.

    Luis had called her about ten minutes ago.  He wanted her to get upstairs 
right away.  The head of the Department of Education was leaving shortly and 
wanted to thank her personally.  Emily had a better idea.  She glanced at her 
watch.  She had three minutes to greet him at the door and escort him to the 
limo.  She was in position just as the elevator doors opened and was all 
smiles as the compliments came her way.  Maybe, she could come up to Carson 
City and see what they were up to this Summer ?  She was very courteous and 
respectful.  This was a real opportunity !

    Luis and Emily rode the same elevator back up to the courtesy room.  This 
had been Emily's idea.  Segregate the important, the VIPs, from the every day 
delegates...Done every day in the armed forces.  It made people feel 
important.  The two of them entered the suite and found thirty or forty people 
devouring the horsdoeuvres and swilling the free booze.  Emily's idea again. 
Get everyone to fork over five bucks...A nominal amount and it appeared free.

    Luis was opening a bottle of chilled champagne...For her.  Several 
co-workers were gathering around.  They all toasted the coordinators...Her and 
Luis.  It was late...Very unusual for the head of the Department of 
Education...He must have really enjoyed himself !?  The crowd thinned out.  
Some of the younger staffers were dancing among the furniture.

    "Dance, Ms. Townsend ?"  She was surprised it was Luis.  He'd hardly paid 
any attention to her all evening.  She'd been disappointed after all the 
attention he'd paid to her this Spring.  She accepted his arm and let him 
guide her out into a clear area.  They were dancing close and she could feel 
the warmth of his body.  The hand at the small of her back was tingling, like 
he was massaging her.  She relaxed into his arms and let him guide her around.

    They shared champagne out of the same glass.  She knew it was late but 
Rick had told her to stay as late as she wanted.  Las Vegas was an all night 
city.  She could say they all went out to breakfast...She'd inflate the titles 
as those remaining were low level staffers...Other than her and Luis.  They 
were dancing in one of the bedrooms.  She couldn't remember quite how they got 
there.

    She heard some laughing from the other room and then it was cut off as the 
door closed.  A thought flashed through her mind...Being alone, in a hotel 
room, late at night with a man...She was asking for it...Not with Luis, 
though.  She was so at ease with Luis.  He asked her opinion and wasn't afraid 
to admit that her idea was better than his.  They'd worked well as a team and 
he'd been a total gentleman.  They were sitting on the edge of the bed, 
draining the last of the champagne.  She was light headed and then they were 
dancing again.  Maybe, she was asking for it ?

    Luis was sure she was ready to tango when he pulled her to her feet.  She 
might resist a little but would eventually spread her legs for him.  Once 
there, she was his and he could hardly wait to get her up North this Summer.  
She'd grovel.  Luis was sure of it !  His hands crept down and pressed her 
belly against his.  His cock was growing and it wouldn't be long before she 
noticed it.

    Emily was curious.  She could feel the thing but didn't think it could be 
what she thought it was...It was too big.  It had to be something in his 
pocket ?  His hands were on the swell of her ass.  Her belly was glued to his 
and she could feel the pipe against her thigh.  Now, there was no doubt in her 
mind.  Luis had a big dick and it was hard.  She felt his hands cup her ass.  
The lump ground against her crotch.  She should step away from him.

    Luis felt her hesitate.  He squeezed the cheeks of her ass together and 
she made a sound.  His breath was on her bare skin of neck and the pin pricks 
of goose bumps spread out ahead of his mouth.  His teeth were on her skin and 
bit her very tenderly.  She tensed up and then melted to him and he was 
grinding his iron hard cock against her.  He could feel her move against him.  
She was in the bag.

    Emily was still holding on to him, tightly.  She shouldn't be but believed 
she'd gone beyond being able to stop it.  Luis had a tremendous hardon rubbing 
against her belly and crotch.  Her stomach was filled with butterflies.  She 
was alive and being seduced...Like she was a young girl again...Only this was 
more...More what ?  The last time it was in the back seat of a car, going home 
with the mess dribbling into her panties.  Tonight would be between the sheets 
of a very clean bed.

    The last alarm bell sounded when Luis slid his tongue into her mouth.  It 
was consumed by the lust boiling in her loins.  She never remembered being 
this ready for sex...Oh !  Yea !  A couple of times when she was younger, in 
college, and then Rick...The thought was gone.  One of his hands was on her 
right breast and she could feel the bed behind her.

    She sat abruptly and giggled.  His cock was a tent in his slacks.  God !  
It was huge.  She was looking almost level at it.  She blushed when she looked 
up at his face.  His jacket was coming off and now she was sure she'd gone too 
far but was powerless to stop it.  She'd be a prick tease...In the back of her 
mind, thoughts of what Luis could do for her tickled her consciousness.

    He was on his knees at her feet and now she was looking down at him.  He 
was kissing her nylon covered knees and inching her skirt up.  She giggled 
again and her skirt went higher.  He was going to use his mouth on her...Down 
there, where she was covered with hair.  She hadn't bathed since this morning 
but was eager and spread her thighs as the skirt inched upward.  His mouth was 
on mid-thigh, taking a bite out of the meat of her thigh.  She closed them 
around his neck.

    Luis forcibly moved her thighs apart.  The skirt hiked up around her lower 
waist.  He could see the patch of hair covering her sex through the panty 
hose.  She wasn't wearing panties.  Good !  Panties just soaked up the juices.  
Her pussy was going to be as juicy as a ripe pear.  He could hardly wait to 
taste her juice through the hose.  He looked up and smiled at her as she 
looked down at him through her raised, spread knees.

    Luis buried his face against her crotch, his tongue digging into her meaty 
labia.  She had a good pad of pubic hair and even through the panty hose he 
could tell that it was natural.  His cock was still hard and he was grinding 
it against the side of the mattress.  He chewed on her cunt lips and she 
flopped back down on the mattress.

    Emily was almost out of control...A rare occurrence.  Her consciousness 
was so focused on her crotch that she didn't think she was anything other than 
a hungry cunt.  She was drooling lubricant and could actually smell herself.  
She had her heels dug into the side of the mattress and was moving her hips 
around as Luis chewed and licked at her crotch.  She was bucking her ass up 
and down when she grabbed for his hair.

    She was afraid she hurt him as he stopped chewing almost immediately.  He 
bit the inside of her thigh.  It hurt.  She released his hair and he was 
rising between her legs.  His slacks were coming open and now his dick popped 
out.  God !  It was huge.  She'd never seen one this big.  Apprehension spread 
through her.

    "Grab your knees, Emily."  He was stroking his cock.  It was so fat.  Like 
a big sausage.  His other hand was pulling her panty hose up off her rear end.  
His cock was against her opening.  "Oh !  You're tight, Emily !"  She could 
hear the excitement in his voice and then her belly was full of meat.  It was 
just like her hymen giving way so many years ago.

    Luis was stroking in and out of her.  His belly coming into contact with 
the back of her thighs on every stroke.  Her panty hose were stretched around 
mid-thighs as he drove his meat deep into her belly, stretching her cunt wide.  
Her eyes were opening and closing as the waves of pleasure washed over her.  
Her cunt and belly were being invaded.  She was hunching back at him.

    Luis was forcing a good rhythm.  The sound of his clothes rustling against 
her nylon covered legs was a real turn on.  Just their sex parts were naked 
and coupled together.  Oh !  She was so tight.  He imagined what her asshole 
was going to feel like with his hard cock rammed into it...What her mouth 
would look like dribbling his seed out of it as his cock stretched her lips 
wide.  The first spurt was a gusher and he could feel the leakage almost 
immediately.  Two more strokes and another spurt exploded out of his cock.

    Emily was in the throws of her third or forth orgasm since he forced his 
cock into her.  She was so full...perfered straight sex to oral sex but had to 
admit that she'd let Luis lick her down there any time.  No one had ever got 
her this hot and no one had ever come close to making her cum like this.  She 
was tensing up again when she felt the first glob of semen spurt into her 
belly.

    He was still fucking her, just driving his cock in and out of her.  She 
could hear the squishy sound that his cock and her cunt made as he pounded, 
his meat into her meat.

    Luis was ready for the icing on the cake.  He knew she'd gotten her 
cookies, several times if his estimate was any where near.  He staggered away 
from her, wobbly on his feet.  His spent cock was dangling down against his 
shorts, glistening with her juices and his cream.

    "Sorry...I got carried away.  I'll take more time the next time...And I 
sincerely hope that's about five minutes from now in the shower.  I'll meet 
you there."  He turned and walked funny like with his pants half down his 
thighs to the bathroom.

    Emily let her legs fall over the bed.  She could feel his seed seep out of 
her.  His mouth on her in the shower...Then his dick in her.  She was throwing 
her blouse to the floor and slipping out of her skirt.  The panty hose were 
stretched beyond comprehension.  She padded naked to the bathroom, feeling his 
wetness on the inside of her thighs.

                                   The Goose

    "Hello !"  Anxious...Waiting for something.

    "Is Cris there ?"

    A long pause then, "Cris..."  It was almost yelled into the phone.

    A longer wait.

    Finally, "Hello ?"

    "Cris, it's Rick...Colonel Rick."  He heard her laughing.

    "Got a kitchen pass, colonel ?"

    He laughed.  "Yea...Something like that.  What're you doing ?"

    "Waiting for a friend...Want to come over ?"  The next few minutes were 
spent trying to memorize the directions.  Cris said she'd be out front as the 
place was pretty hard to find.  It was one of those gated apartment or condo 
complexes...Like right in the middle of town.  He passed it twice before he 
found the entrance.  The guard said he was expected and opened the gate.  It 
was a maze...No shit.  The guard told him to just follow the road to number 
fifty-four but the road turned just about every hundred feet.

    Cris was in the middle of the street, waving him down.  He rolled down the 
window and she was leaning into it.  She smelled good...A perfume of some type 
radiated from her.

    "I saved you a spot."  She backed away and he pulled into the parking 
slot.  She was at the rear of the car.  When he approached, she grabbed his 
arm and started guiding him across the street.  "Our friend has arrived.  I'd 
like you to meet him.  You two will probably have a lot in common.  I just 
know you'll like him...."  She was excited.

    Rick was trying to orient himself but gave up as they entered a condo.  
The hallway opened into a den or family room with kitchen on the other side of 
a bar, against the far wall.  They were circled around the coffee table.  Five 
of them.  Four good looking young ladies...Not instant lookers but clean, 
healthy, wholesome looking young ladies...All teenagers...Some younger than 
Cris...And the old man.  His hair was almost white, tied into a pony tail that 
he had slung back over his shoulder and still it practically reached his 
waist.

    He was quick, up and moving across the room.  Rick though he almost moved 
to quickly for an old man...Was braced to back away and then the guy was 
pumping his hand.

    "I'm Willy Tamarack, major, U.S.A.F. (retired)."  His smile was a mile 
wide and all white...Full of teeth.  A weathered look, very tan...Hard to tell 
his age.  The man could be anywhere from forty to sixty but his eyes belied 
the truth.  This major had seen a lot of something...Rick couldn't quite pin 
it down.  The guy was still pumping his hand.  He could feel a...Shit !  He 
was confused.  A force...A power ?  He wasn't sure ?  He felt the girls at the 
table watching the two of them.  They were waiting for something ?

    He felt stupid.  The guy had introduced himself and he was standing there 
like a dumb shit.  "Rick...Rick Townsend, colonel, U.S.A.F...(retired)."  He 
laughed a little.  It sounded like he resented the (retired) ?!

    "Great isn't it...A job well done.  Time to let someone improve on what we 
did...Enjoy life...Enjoy the freedom we risked our lives to defend."  Rick's 
head was swimming.  The guy was guiding him toward the couch.  One of the 
girls slid to the floor and the two of them sat.

    "Ladies, this is Rick Townsend.  Rick, starting on your right.  Molly, 
Janey, Riki, Tess and you know Cris."  He just realized that Cris was sitting 
on the arm of the couch with her hand on his shoulder.

    "Ok !  Where were we ?"

    A tiny blonde burst out with.  "You were talking about the farm, Willy."  
Rick sat back and listened to the old man talk about some farming operation.  
It sounded big and he could tell Willy was excited about it.  Like he was very 
close to the operation or maybe the idea man behind it all.  It was 
mesmerizing, listening to the old man talk...He kept calling him an old man !  
Shit !  They were probably the same age.  He didn't feel old but missed 
hearing the kind of excitement he was hearing in Willy's voice.

    Willy was up and disappeared upstairs.  The girls all talked among 
themselves...School, upcoming tests...And then their account balances and how 
they were investing...The proper balance between stocks and bonds.  Rick 
almost laughed.  He hardly knew what they were talking about and he and Emily 
had a portfolio valued at over a quarter million.

    Willy was back and opening what looked like a book box.  It was full of 
cigar boxes...All made in Mexico.  Willy was talking again.  "...right now, I 
want it done quick.  Out in two days...Then we rally at Henderson Sky Harbor 
and it's off for a week in Mazatlan.  Zero four hundred on Saturday morning.  
That'll give the authorities all weekend to run around searching for ghosts.  
No hoarding.  I want it out.  Emphasize that.  In another year we'll be doing 
quarterly deliveries.  But now, this is it, just this once.  Any questions ?"

    Five eager faces were boring in on Willy as he split open one of the 
boxes.  Looked like green cigars to Rick.  Willy had one going and then Rick 
knew what it was all about.  God !  What had he stumbled on to ?  Worse...What 
to do about it ?

    The girls were passing the cigar around.  In minutes the room was a haze 
of marijuana smoke.  Cris held it out toward him but he shook his head.  Willy 
reached in front of him and took the big joint.  After a drag, he rose and 
passed the joint on.  "Rick, let's leave the girls alone for a bit.  Cris, can 
we use your room ?"

    "Sure, Malibu."  Willy had a hand on his shoulder and was guiding him down 
the hall, explaining the "malibu" thing as he called it...Like he was a 
lieutenant.  Rick sat on the bed.  Willy paced and then it flowed out of 
him...Like he'd rehearsed it.  "Ok !  Colonel...Rick...Colonel."  Like he was 
uncertain how to address him.  Willy moved forward and sat on the floor in 
front of him and looked up at him.  The symbolism was obvious.

    "Cris convinced me to have you by this evening.  She likes you...Thinks 
you're a cool guy...Feels there's something bothering you.  I feel it, too.  
She thought it would be good for us to meet.  She doesn't understand the 
pecking order but you've got to give her an "A" for effort and that's all we 
could ever ask from the men under our command."

    Willy paused and glanced at the ceiling.  "Now what you saw tonight was a 
privilege...You're a smart man and I'm sure you realize what was going down in 
there.  But before you judge us...Consider that none of the young women in 
there or their associates would ever attend college without the fund and the 
fund is provided for by the cigars.  The g.p.a. in that room is close to a 
three-seven.  I doubt you and I could compete on a standardized test with them 
yet we flew the most sophisticated airplanes our country could produce.  These 
young ladies never have more than possession on them and if something goes hay 
wire.  I've got quite a few lawyers at my disposal...Well, kind of like on 
retainer.  They like my dope...A lot !"  Willy was chuckling.

    "It's all in the marketing, Rick.  We'll see it in our life time.  It'll 
be quasi-legal.  Name a politician who hasn't tried it ?  Probably still doing 
it today.  Lord knows, I supply enough of them around here...Anyway...That's 
my pitch.  Now, we're all going out for a bite to eat.  You're welcome to tag 
along.  I'm not sure how long your kitchen pass is good for...We'll have you 
home by midnight."

    Rick was fearful of the implications but torn between going with them and 
going home.  Willy was standing there as if waiting for an answer.  "Nah...I 
think I'll go home."

    "Cool, Rick.  Cris is a real nice young lady.  She can make old men like 
us believe we're twenty again...for a little while...Anyway, it's all up 
here...Anyway."  Willy was laughing like a fool, pointing to his 
forehead...And then stared right into his eyes.  "Seriously...She's a nice 
young lady.  Treat her with respect.  It's really kind of like investing, 
Rick.  Ok !  Maybe the risk is a little high but the reward can be worth 
billions if it goes legal...And it will...Mark my word."  He paused and held 
out his hand.  "I'm not asking you to condone it or invest in it but I am 
asking you...Well, what you saw...Just forget it.  These young ladies 
understand the risk...Ask Cris, if you don't believe me...Anyway, enough of 
this shit...If you ever need my help for anything...Get in touch with Cris.  
She knows how to get a hold of me."

    "Maybe some time in the future you and your wife can fly down with us.  
Spend a couple of days...It's a whole different way of life.  My family would 
love to have you as guests or if you're not comfortable with that we'll put 
you up in a five star hotel...No shit !  Rick !  Think about it."

    The group of girls were milling about, putting on their jackets.  Cris 
came to his side and whispered.  "I'm not going and my roommate will be out 
until late.  Ok, if you stay or do you have to go ?"

    Rick asked which one was her roommate.  It was a wholesome looking blonde 
young lady with big hooters.  He started laughing.  She elbowed him in the 
side.  "Keep your eyes in their sockets, mister."  He kept laughing.  The 
others had left.  The two of them were still standing at the door.

    The feeling she didn't want him to leave was strong.  She stayed for 
him...She wanted to share something with him.  He missed that and wanted to be 
confided in.  Wanted to share a secret with someone.  He felt dumb standing 
half way in and half way out in the night air.

                                  The Gander

    Emily was standing in the door way to the bathroom.  Luis was standing in 
the shower.  He had his hands on the frame above his head with his legs spread 
a little.  His cock was bouncing up and down in his crotch.  She could see it 
moving even when she stared at his face.

    "You look hungry."  It wasn't a question.  God !  She'd never had another 
man's penis in her mouth and not very often with her husband either.  She was 
afraid she couldn't get his fat cock in her mouth.  He was smiling at her when 
she looked up at him.  She slithered to her knees at his feet and took him in 
her hands.  He felt strong and was getting harder.

    "Nibble on it, Emily.  Come on, baby...Make me feel as good as I made you 
feel."  Her mouth was on him and she was very hungry.  It was like he was 
chained to the shower frame and she could taunt him and she did.

    Her mouth was like an army of ants running over the meat of his cock.  She 
sucked.  She nibbled.  She took small bites of him and all the while she could 
feel the throbbing between her legs.  Her cunt was swollen and full of blood.  
She wanted to feel his fullness invade her again.  He was thrusting against 
her face and his cock was poking into the back of her mouth.  She used her 
hands more and only sucked on the head of his penis.  She actually felt his 
cock expand as the semen rushed out of it and into her mouth.  She gargled his 
seed.  He was still thrusting against her.

    Luis was in heaven.  Her red head was bobbing in front of his loins and 
her mouth was stretched wide to get all of his fat cock into it.  She knew she 
was going to get a load in her mouth and was resigned to the fact.  Wanted to 
please him.  Wanted to get his fat prick back in her box.  Here it came.  He 
froze and felt the ripples of cum shudder out the head of his cock.  The 
gurgling sounds she made as the cum pooled in her mouth, trying to swallow it 
all...Oh !  This was exquisite !

    Her lips and chin were like a glazed donut, thick with his seed.  He took 
his penis out of her hand and rubbed the head against her lips...Like it was 
lipstick.  She licked it and then swallowed his shrinking cock whole.  All the 
way, baby !  Like I said, Luis was in heaven.....

    .....The house was dark.  She didn't turn on any lights.  Rick was still 
out.  God !  It was after two.  "Where was he ?"  Flashed though her mind but 
the relief she felt with not having to deal with him drowned it.  She quickly 
stripped off her clothes and jumped into bed.....

    .....She could still feel him inside of her.  They were in the bedroom.  
She was on her hands and knees over him.  His face was plastered to her loins 
and his tongue was driving her crazy...In her cunt, in her ass, on her clit.  
His cock was like a billy club in her mouth...Hard yet soft at the same time.

    Back in the bathroom...He'd walked in on her as she was wiping herself.  
She was embarrassed...And then she was bent over, hands on the toilet seat.  
He was behind her, plowing his cock in and out of her furrow.  She could feel 
her butt cheeks jiggle with his every thrust, her cunt felt raw.  He was ready 
to cum, had been fucking her for over ten minutes straight...Hard, fast 
fucking.  She was no more than a blob of orgasmic pleasure, her body spasaming 
every so often.  Her stomach was rippling with orgasmic shocks and her legs 
felt like spaghetti.  The only thing holding her upright was the slab of meat 
deep in her belly.

    Oh !  He was cuming and she could feel his warm seed run out of her.  He'd 
spread the cheeks of her ass and was running his cum slick cock up and down 
the crack of her ass.  She was grinding against his shrinking slab of meat.  
She felt embarrassed...It had been so easy for him...She'd never resisted, had 
eagerly participated...Oh !  God, she was embarrassed.  She heard her husband 
snoring beside her...Couldn't remember when he got in ?

                                  The Goose

    The door was closed.  He was standing against it and had his tongue deep 
in Cris's mouth.  Her arms were around his neck and she was up on her toes 
against him.  He could feel the swell of her breasts.  God !  He should stop.  
She was younger than his youngest son.  She had her hands on his chest and was 
pushing away from him.

    "Get high with me, Rick...Come on.  You can stay until midnight...Can't 
you ?"  He was on the couch with her and she was lighting the cigar.  He took 
a drag and she was coaching him.

    He started laughing.  "Honest, Cris...I have done this before.  It was 
just a long while ago..."  He took another drag and then wondered why he was 
talking like a fool.  He was embarrassed.  He hadn't had his tongue in anyone 
else's mouth...since when ?  He couldn't remember.  Shit !  He hadn't frenched 
with Emily in years.

    Cris was up dancing to the music from the TV.  It was one of those kids 
stations.  It was a big beach party and all the kids were dancing.  He got up.  
Some of the girls were half naked and their tits were huge.  He was standing 
behind her.

    "If you're looking at those big boobies bouncing around..."  She was close 
to him.  In his face and then they were kissing.  He was rubbing her back, her 
shoulders, her ass and she pressed against him.  He was anxious, afraid to go 
further but insanely excited.  The thought of getting caught drenched his 
lust.  Fears of not being able to perform rushed through his brain.  She 
probably had boy friends who could screw all night long.  The harder he ground 
against her, the softer his cock got.  He kept kissing her and running his 
hands all over her body.  He was under her sweater and her skin was so soft.

    She backed away from him and toward the stairs.  He followed her up the 
stairs.  She was backing into her bedroom.  He could see the bed beyond her.  
If he entered he knew they'd end up naked.  His crotch felt alive as he moved 
toward her.  She was backing away and the sweater was coming up over her head.  
The black bra was sexy and he was pulling off his shirt.  She was lying back 
on the bed and pulling her jeans off.  Her panties were white and he could see 
the dark hair of her sex through them.  His cock was filling with blood and he 
could see her looking at it.

    Her panties came down first and he almost had a hardon.  He stepped out of 
his slacks and dragged his shorts down his legs.  He almost fell as he forgot 
about his shoes.  His slacks and shorts were bunched up around his ankles.  He 
sat to get them off and she was against him, rubbing herself against his back, 
kissing his shoulders.

    "Want some help, colonel ?"  She bit his shoulder and then the fear of 
getting caught rushed through his brain.  His cock withered.  He was naked and 
his mouth was on her breasts.  She was sighing and he was grinding his useless 
tool against the mattress in frustration.

    His mouth was in her belly button as she'd been reaching for his cock.  He 
was embarrassed.  It was soft.  Her pubic hair was thick and dark.  He chewed 
his teeth into it and Cris moaned.  "Oh !  Yes...Please."  He was licking her 
labia, could feel the moisture leaking out of her.  She had her knees up with 
her heels dug into the mattress.  Rick had his hands full of her ass and what 
a butt it was.

    He snuck his thumbs up and placed then on either side of her labia.  Open 
Sesame !  Her oyster parted and all was pink and juicy.  Rick was amazed at 
how much juice she had coating her inner labia and her cunt was drooling.  He 
lapped at it and she bucked her crotch up into his face.  He lost control and 
buried his face in her loins, running his tongue in and out of her cunt like a 
curious little snake.

    Cris was there.  The rush of heat pouring out of her belly was just the 
beginning.  Her thighs cramped up and then she rolled away from him.  He was 
crawling after her.  His face glistening in the dim light.  She tried to move 
away but he had her legs.  She was giggling and pretending struggle.  He knew 
damn well she wanted him to lick her some more.

    She was on her back and he was lifting her legs over his shoulders.  He 
was pulling her crotch up to his face and he was still kneeling.  She was 
almost upside down and his mouth was in her sex.  She involuntarily kicked her 
legs up and down but he was wild between her legs.  He was sucking her whole, 
wet cunt into his mouth.  She was cuming and felt helpless.  His arms were 
around her belly, playing with her tits.  Her nipples were sore, his fingers 
pinching them.

    She knew she was hyperventilating.  His tongue was grinding against her 
clitoris.  She was yelling.  "Oh !  Fuck !  I'm cuming...Go...Rick...Fuck !"  
His mouth was like a hungry animal in her cunt, devouring her...

    ...She could feel him behind her.  His arms were around her waist.  She 
didn't think he was sleeping.  She rolled over and kissed him, tasted herself 
on his lips and chin and tongue.  She was licking his chest hair and pushed 
him to his back.  He didn't have a lot and most of it was gray.  She was in 
his belly button when his hands came to her head.  She kept going lower and 
didn't stop until she had his penis in her mouth.  He was limp as a noodle and 
she could take the whole thing.

    Rick was staring at the ceiling.  God !  He wished he could get a hardon.  
His hips were pumping and she was sucking him.  Her hands, her mouth, licking 
his balls.  He was watching her head, her dark hair swirled around his middle 
as her mouth feasted on his limp dick.  He was thrusting with more urgency 
now.  Jesus !  He was going to cum.  His hands went back to her head and here 
it came.

    "Oh !  Cris...I'm cumming !"  It was a gasp and the load flooded out of 
the head of his penis.  Like he was pissing.  Oh !  He jerked around a little 
but the semen just leaked out of him like a dam had burst.  Cris was gobbling 
it up, sucking on his limp dick like a starving child.  He was grunting and 
groaning like an old man.

    Cris had sucked him dry.  She was still nibbling a little and decided that 
giving head to a soft dick head was a lot easier than giving a hard one head.  
She rose to her elbows.  He was looking down and she knew he was looking at 
her tits.  She slithered up and mashed them into his stomach.  Their faces 
about a foot away.  "You must have been saving up...God !  You damn near drown 
me !"

    She was curled up next to him.  He wanted to leave...Had got his rocks 
off.  So had she and that really pleased him, even if he couldn't do it 
normally.  But what is normal ?  He laughed and she asked him what he was 
laughing at ?  He told her to mind her own business and spanked her ass.  He 
left his hand on it and started to play with her cheeks.

    Cris's fingers were combing his pubic hair when she felt the twitch.  His 
cock had moved.  She kept combing, occasionally running her palm over his 
cock.  Yes !  It was getting hard.  Back to combing and it flopped over on to 
her hand.  She wrapped her hand around it and began to milk it.  He was 
breathing shallowly and Cris was debating on whether to go down on him again.

    He started to push her to her back but she resisted and never relinquished 
the hold on his hard cock.  He flopped to his back and she was over him and 
guiding the head of his cock to her cunt.  It was a swamp and she was full of 
him.  He felt good, hard and strong.  She started moving and he was pawing her 
tits, pinching her nipples and she was alive and hot and wanted to fuck.

    She was riding him and he was lying still.  It turned her on to be 
directing the coupling and she made the most of it, dancing on his prick 
almost.  The soft intake of breath made her look at the doorway.  Riki was 
standing in the doorway.  From the looks of it she'd been there a while.  Her 
blouse was open and so were her jeans.  She had a hand in each and was well on 
her way to getting herself off.

    It turned Cris on...Being watched...And she started really working on the 
cock in her belly.  She bent lower and offered him her tits.  He sucked and 
his hands crept down to her ass.  He had a cheek in each hand and was starting 
to thrust up into her.  She raised herself and begged.  "Oh !  Come on, 
Rick...Fuck me !"  She was looking toward the door and Rick followed her 
interest.  Riki's hand was really moving in the crotch of her jeans and Rick's 
dick took off in her cunt.  He was just pounding his meat in and out of her.  
She threw back her head screamed.  Her chest felt like a million needles were 
poking her skin.

    "Fuck !  Fuck !  Fuck !"  He was chanting over and over.  She joined him 
and then he flooded her cunt with his spunk.  He was pulling her ass cheeks 
apart and just ramming his spewing cock in and out of her like a machine, up 
on his heels.  She felt like a rag doll draped over him and then he collapsed 
on the bed.  They both looked over at the door but Riki was gone.

    "Sorry...I think we were probably a little loud...But we put on a pretty 
good show for her !  I know we put on a pretty good show for ourselves...That 
was wonderful...All of it.  Your mouth."  She was kissing him.  "Your cock was 
delightful and then...Want to do it again, colonel ?"  She had a wicked grin 
on her face.

    "You're trying to kill me...What time is it ?"  It was a little after two 
before he left.  Finding Emily sound asleep was a God send.  He could still 
taste Cris on his lips and chin.  His pubic hair was still damp and he 
laughed, thinking he'd tell his wife that he'd had a wet dream.  He was glad 
it wasn't a dream.

                                  The Gander

    The traffic was horrible, bumper to bumper as she crawled down the strip.  
Luis had called her last night...At home.  She was embarrassed talking to him 
with Rick in the room.  He was making a last minute trip down...The last of 
the school year.  Maybe...Could she get away ?  He'd see her tomorrow at the 
head shed.  She was flushed and could feel Rick's eyes boring into her from 
behind.

    When she turned, she found he had left the room.  She breathed easier and 
was already working on an excuse.  It had been over a month since that night.  
She remembered the morning after, waking to the smell of sex.  The room was 
permeated with it.  She rushed to the shower and when she got out, the roses 
were delivered.  A dozen red roses with a very professional card thanking her 
for the effort she put into the convention.  She squeezed her legs together.  
She was damp and horny...Couldn't stop thinking of that night...Thought she 
had put it behind her as just one of those things...Two co-workers celebrating 
a big accomplishment...They just went a little further...A one time thing.

    Then this morning...Luis with that bilingual secretary...The one with the 
perky tits and the tight behind.  She was guiding him around...His escort and 
he hardly paid any attention to her...Never even greeted her by name.  The 
flush of jealousy engulfed her.  She was angry, upset she was concerned with 
it.  She was married...Had no right to think anything ?

    Her phone rang.  It was four-fifteen.  She should have left a long while 
ago but hadn't...Expecting him to call...She tried to convince herself that 
she wasn't waiting for him but knew she was lying to herself.  The voice she 
heard greet whoever it was on the other end...It was full of hesitation, 
anticipating disappointment.

    "Emily...It's Luis !  I called your home and your husband told me you were 
still at work...What dedication."  The dark haired bilingual secretary was 
nibbling on his spent cock, licking the cum off of it.  The interview had gone 
well and now the tie breaker.  He was feeling the tingle of another hardon.  
He wanted this young thing to drain him a little more before Emily arrived.  
Then he was going to make her really work for it.  Tonight was a big night, 
Emily, baby !

    She called home to give her excuse to Rick but he wasn't there.  She left 
a message on the answering machine.  Parking was a nightmare.  It was Friday 
night.  She didn't realize she was rushing through the casino until she saw 
the bilingual secretary walk out of the bank of elevators.  Emily thought the 
woman looked like she'd just been fucked.

    She flushed and it wasn't until Luis opened the door to the room that she 
realized she'd be alone with him in the room.  Maybe, they should have met in 
the bar ?  He was wearing a robe with a pair of those speedo trunks.  Her gaze 
was drawn to his crotch as he held the door open.  His cock was plainly 
visible, a big, long lump in his trunks.

    "Miss Heldalgo and I just finished a nice work out.  Rather invigorating."  
Visions of Miss Heldalgo dressed and ready to go about ten minutes ago rushed 
through his brain.  He'd shot two good loads in her belly and they hadn't 
bothered to shower.  Her panties were soaked before she smoothed the skirt 
down around her hips.  He yanked them down at the door and forced his half 
hard cock into her cunt.  He pumped for a few minutes and then kissed her good 
bye.  Emily was going to have a tasty treat.  Maybe he should have kept the 
younger one here ?  She would have done anything he asked.  Might have been 
interesting with ms. Townsend !?

    His hand was on her ass as he guided her across the room to the couch.  
She stopped and turned toward him.  Their faces were close.  She could smell 
sex on him or maybe it was on her.  She was mushy.  "I was interviewing her 
for a job up North.  You serious about wanting to work up there because 
there's a position coming open.  Nice raise in pay.  I think you'll like the 
high desert."  His face was close to his and she smelled a woman on his 
breath.

    "Plus the fringe benefits are a little better up North...Lots of traveling 
and rubbing elbows with the rich and famous."  His hand was on her waist 
working it's way up her side.  It slid by her breast without touching it.  His 
palm was under her arm and it was damp.  Now, the heel of his hand was putting 
pressure on her breast.

    He had her wrist and was pressing her palm against his meat.  She grabbed 
it and he removed his hand from her wrist.  "You want it don't you."  It 
wasn't a question.  "It's the only thing you've thought of since I called last 
night...My cock...Fucking you.  But first I want you to suck it until it's 
nice and hard...then I'll fuck you limp."  He had his hand on her shoulder and 
she was dropping to her knees.

    Her hands drew down the trunks as Luis dropped the robe.  He was naked and 
she was dressed.  "Come on, Emily...suck it...Show me how hot you are for it."  
He stepped out of the trunks and pulled her by the hair until she could smell 
the pussy on his groin.  His cock tasted of her.  Emily's mouth was watering 
and his cock became very wet.  He was getting harder and all she could taste 
was pussy.  He was fucking her face.  She was afraid he was going to cum in 
her mouth and some of it might dribble on to her clothes.

    He lifted her by the arms and sat her on the edge of the couch.  Lifted 
her chin up and stared in her face.  "Get naked, Emily...Then I want you to 
crawl into the bedroom, right up on to the bed and start sucking my cock 
again.  That little bimbo took a little starch out of it this afternoon."  He 
was gone.

    Her legs were shaking and her thighs ached.  Her belly was churning.  She 
was aching for what she'd had in her mouth.  She knew if she left, he'd never 
bother her again...Never call...It would be over.  The first time was a 
fluke...Like she thought but this time she was asking for it...She knew she'd 
do it again, too !  Probably more than once, too.  If she moved up there near 
him it would be all the time.  She would make it happen !

                                  The Goose

    Rick listened to the playback again.  It had a sound to it...A feeling was 
more like it.  She'd be out late...Politicking is what she said.  He dialed 
the number from memory.  Cris picked up on the second ring.

    He recognized the voice.  Had seen her at least once a week since that 
night.  Once at the condo but her roommate was there.  She apologized for her 
voyeuristic tendencies.  The three of them laughed and Rick got very turned on 
remembering the event or talking about it.  He wasn't sure ?

    "Cris, Rick here...You free tonight ?  I've got a kitchen pass."

    He was tearing out of the garage in under three minutes.  It was five 
o'clock.  He set his curfew for midnight.  He was bouncing across the street 
and into the maze of condos.  Riki answered the door.  Cris would be ready in 
a few minutes.  They shot the shit for a bit and then he was accelerating out 
of the parking lot with Cris lighting up a joint.

    They were sitting in what today passes for the coffee house of old.  The 
guitar player was mediocre at best but they didn't care.  Rick was afraid he 
was falling in love with her.  That couldn't happen.  They hadn't had sex 
since the first time but that was because her roommate was always in the 
condo.

    He had his hand on her thigh and she was holding on to his arm.  He kissed 
her.  Her hand grabbed at his thigh and they were up and away from the table.  
He drove like a fool on the way back to the condo.  He was kissing the back of 
her neck as she tried to fit the key in the door.  His hands were inside her 
blouse, under her bra, pinching her nipples.  His cock was hard and pressed 
against her beautiful behind.

    They were inside and tip toeing to her room.  This time they'd close and 
lock the door.  The moaning was very soft but both of them heard it.  Riki's 
bedroom door was open and the bedside light was on.  It spilled out into the 
hall.  Cris turned and put a finger to her lips.  Rick froze as she moved to 
the bedroom door.  His cock was getting harder as he listened to the wet flesh 
slapping together...Some more moaning.

    Rick pressed his hardon against Cris's rear end and peeked around her 
shoulder.  Fuck !  It was Willy !  Naked as a jay bird and on his knees behind 
Riki's upraised butt.  He had his hands on her hips and was steadily driving 
his dick in and out of Riki's cunt.  Cris had his hard cock in her hand.  His 
hands went to her waist and started working on her zipper.

    When Rick looked up from unfastening Cris's jeans, he saw Willy staring at 
them.  Willy waved them into the room.  "Come on, you two...There's plenty of 
room."  He kept fucking Riki and leaned down to pat the bed.

    His slacks were coming down and his cock was hard as rock.  Cris was 
working on his shoes and he pulled her blouse off over her head.  The frenzy 
to get naked excited him.  Willy kept fucking Riki.  She was up on her hands 
now backing against the cock Willy was sawing in and out of her behind, 
shaking her head back and forth.

    Rick had his hands on Cris's shoulders as he guided her toward the bed.  
His cock twitched and shuddered when he squeezed it between the cheeks of 
Cris's butt.  He could see Willy's dick appear and disappear between the 
cheeks of Riki's butt...In a forest of brown curly hair.  His cock throbbed 
between Cris's ass cheeks.

                                  The Gander

    Emily Townsend was totally naked, crawling toward the bed.  Her breasts 
were swinging back and forth, below her.  Her nipples were tender.  Her pussy 
was wet and gooey, the insides of her thighs sticky.  She couldn't see him but 
could hear him.

    "Come on, ms. Townsend.  The sooner you get me off...The sooner you get 
this big monster in your cunt.  That's what you want...Isn't it, Emily ?"

    She was at the edge of the bed and looking over the mattress.  He had his 
legs spread, his balls dangling down between the cheeks of his ass.  He looked 
up at her and crooked his finger at her.  He pointed to his dangling 
testicles, wrinkled and hair covered.  "Come and get it, Emily."

    She was on the bed and crawling between his legs.  He was looking down at 
her.  "Start with my balls, honey.  Use that soft little tongue of yours on 
them.  Then when it's hard, you can suck it.  Miss Heldalgo gives excellent 
head.  I know you can do better.  You just need practice."

    Her face was between his legs, her tongue painting his testicles.  She 
pulled the wrinkled skin with her teeth and every once and a while looked up 
to see how she was doing.  She smiled.  His cock was now starting to lengthen 
and thicken.  She wanted to rub her pussy.  Her tongue was back on his balls.  
She could hear his breathing, smell the scent of sex that coated his body.

    Luis was almost hard when he reached down and grabbed her by the hair.  
"Suck !"  Emily's head went down and her mouth filled itself with hard cock.  
Luis moaned.  His cock was at the back of her throat.  She started bobbing her 
head, letting her lips slide up and down his fat prick.  He was hard enough to 
fuck and she started to mount him.

    Luis sat up and pushed Emily away.  "I said, 'Suck !' not 'fuck', Emily.  
You need the practice."  She slithered back down and captured his cock head 
with her lips.  She straddled one of his legs and started to hump her wet 
vagina against his ankle and foot.  Luis started rubbing her cunt with his 
foot and she started sucking him like she was crazy.  His cock was running 
into the back of her throat on every thrust.  Her fingers around the base of 
his dick like a cock ring.

    Saliva was dribbling down his shaft.  She was making noise as she sucked 
him.  Luis was just about there and had to admit that this middle aged woman 
gave excellent head.  His cock head was still jamming into the back of her 
mouth on every thrust.  Her lips were like an elastic band rolling up and down 
his cock.  Then her hand jacking him off as she sucked on the head of his 
dick.  One more shot of that and he was going to drown her.  Her hand started 
stroking, her lips nibbling around the head of his cock and here it came.

    Emily was ready and could feel the shiver just a second before her mouth 
was filed with warm spunk.  She kept sucking and nibbling, swallowing every 
drop.  She was proud that she didn't dribble any out of her mouth.

    "Very good, dear...Very good, indeed.  Keep sucking and I'll fuck you."  
Emily still had his dick in her mouth and started wiggling her tongue around 
it.  She chewed on it, licked his balls and tried sucking him but he remained 
almost limp.  He was looking down at her.  "Disappointed ?"

    She knew she must look ridiculous with his dick in her mouth, bobbing her 
head up and down.  He laughed a little.  "Get up."  As she rose he was inching 
toward her.  Pretty soon his crotch was just below her face.  His balls 
dangled back toward his head which was at her knees - almost.  His weight 
almost knocked her over and she grabbed his waist.  "Good...Now lick my 
asshole, Emily."

    His butt cheeks were spread and she could see the dark circle of his anus 
through the hair surrounding it.  She tasted it.  His hair tickled her cheeks.  
"That's it, ms. Townsend.  Ream that tongue of yours right up my ass.  You're 
going to faint when you see the hardon it gives me."  Her tongue became bolder 
and forced itself against his sphincter.  It slithered in and he moaned.  She 
started frenching with his asshole.  He was wiggling around and she snaked her 
tongue around even more.

    He knocked her down when he rolled away from her.  His cock was like lead 
in his groin.  Her eyes were slits and trained on his cock.  She was moving 
toward him.  "On your knees, Emily.  I want to fuck that nice white fanny of 
yours.  Show it to me."

    Emily couldn't move fast enough and even spread the cheeks of her ass for 
him.  Luis was basking in the glow of contentment.  Ms. Emily Townsend was 
his.  She'd do anything he asked.  His hand reached out to her hair.  It was 
wet.  Her cunt was swollen and puffy.  "You want to fuck, ms Townsend ?"

    "Oh !  Please...Luis...Fuck me !  Please !"  She was whining.  He got to 
his knees behind her and looked at the sparse red curls that covered her sex.  
There was almost none of the red down around her asshole.  He leaned down and 
licked the puckered little hole.

    She jumped a bit.  He reamed his tongue into her nether hole and wiggled 
it around.  She was moaning.  Abruptly he stopped, rose and pulled her by the 
hips.  He poked his dick against her and she was his.  It was almost an 
exclamation of relief.  His stomach was flat against her spread ass cheeks, 
his cock full in her belly.  Her cunt was swollen and tight.  He pounded her.  
She was screaming incoherently.

    With each thrust he was driving a knuckle into her anus.  He knew it felt 
like a big knob, never quite penetrating her asshole but weakening it up for a 
further assault by his finger and then his cock.  He pounded harder, could 
feel her anus stretch with every thrust.

    Emily was out of her mind.  She felt like an extension of his cock.  It 
was a part of her, filling her insides.  He felt so huge...Bigger than the 
last time.  Ripples of pleasure were running up and down her chest.  Her 
nipples were rock hard and sore...Like her period was coming.  Her belly was 
cramped with the feeling of his meat rooting around inside it...And her cunt 
was full of him...She knew she'd be sore again tomorrow morning...Like the 
last time.

    A knob was digging into her asshole.  Each thrust pushed it further into 
her rectum.  She realized that she was on her hands, pushing her ass back 
against the knob in her butt.  Like a damn gave way, Luis snaked his finger 
into her bowels and now she had two bones fucking in and out of her loins.  
She was on fire, sweat dribbling off her rib cage and down on to the sheets.

    She quit screaming when the feeling of the knob became overwhelming.  Now 
it was a finger in her butt.  She was fucking back at him and he was grunting 
and groaning.  She wondered if that slut secretary fucked him like this ?  She 
fucked back at him harder.

    She was ready.  Luis was sure.  The perspiration glistened on her back.  
Her anus was slick and juicy.  He held her still and slowly pulled all the way 
out of her.  Her cunt looked like a tunnel.  Her anus a smooth little round 
hole right above it.  Just a couple of scraggly red hairs surrounded her 
asshole and now his cock head was pressing against it.

    "Relax, Emily."  She wanted him back inside her and then about four inches 
of hard, fat cock popped into her rectum.

    "Ooooh !  Fuck !  Luis...Oooh !  Fuck !"

    He leaned over her and pulled a little out of her ass.  "Relax, baby.  And 
then you're full of it.  God !  You're so tight."  He straightened up and then 
it was in her, full to the hilt.  He started fucking almost immediately and 
she was a blob of meat skewered on his cock.  He was full into her and then 
all the way out of her.  Her asshole felt like a baseball bat was being forced 
in and out of it.  She was screaming again.

                                  The Goose

    Cris was on her back on the bed with her knees in the air.  One hand was 
between her legs, combing her dark pubic hair.  Her other hand was reaching 
out to him.  Willy was still fucking Riki and she was whimpering and whining.  
Rick's cock felt like a crow bar sticking out of his groin.  He pulled Cris a 
little closer to the edge and guided his cock to her pubic hair.  She was 
pulling the hair out of the way and even pulled her labia apart.  Her pink 
cunt glistened with butter.

    Rick thrust full into her and was just fucking like a runaway train.  
Cris's eyes were closed tight, her face twisted in lust.  And then it was on 
him.  Spurt after spurt of jizzim rushed out the head of his dick and coated 
the young lady's womb.  He knew she hadn't cum.  His cock slipped out of her, 
covered with their juices.  Cris was holding on to her roommate's arm and 
Willy was still fucking her.  God !  How did he do it ?

    Finally Willy started cuming, jerking around behind the blonde's fanny.  
It was almost funny looking and Rick wondered if he looked like that when he 
shot his rocks off.  Riki flopped down on the mattress and then he noticed 
that Willy was still hard.

    Riki had rolled to her back and Willy was lighting a joint.  Cris's legs 
were dangling over the bed and he was standing there with his limp, cum 
covered dick dangling down on his balls.  The blonde's tits were impressive.  
Big, firm fruit growing on her chest, topped with light brown circles with 
good finger size nipples.  The were passing the joint around.  Riki was 
looking at his dick.  He felt self-conscious.

    Somebody said something but he was tokin' on the joint and didn't hear it 
clearly.  Riki took the joint out of his hand.  He couldn't take his eyes off 
her tits.  He couldn't find Cris for a second and then he felt Riki's lips on 
his cock.  Her blonde hair covered his groin and already his cock was 
hardening.  He found Cris.  She was kneeling next to Willy and smiling at him.  
His hands came to Riki's head and started guiding her as she sucked his cock 
in and out of her mouth.

    Cris was mounting Willy and Rick could see his dick sliding into the mess 
he left in her cunt.  Willy thrust off the bed and Cris sighed.  He was hard 
as rock and pulled Riki away from his groin.  His cock stood out all shinny 
and now he was draping himself over Riki and could feel her soiled cunt suck 
him into her womb.  He forgot about Cris and was one with the blonde young 
lady humping her cunt up into his every thrust.

    He looked up and found Cris lying on Willy.  He had his hands on her ass 
spreading her cheeks apart.  His cock was pumping in and out of the mess of 
dark curls between her legs.  He could see the remains of his load in her 
pubic hair and started fucking Riki like a mad man.  Here it came again.  One, 
two, three spurts of molten cum leaked out of her like a river.  They were 
squishy together.

    Cris was cuming and bobbing her ass over Willy's groin.  He could see her 
puckered asshole between the cheeks of her ass.  Willy was really giving it to 
her.  They lasted a long time but Rick was shot.  His shrunken penis had 
slipped out of Riki's swampy cunt.  He rolled off her and watched the show.  
Rick felt a little jealous but then he just fucked her roommate.

    The were all sitting on the bed.  The joint was going round and round.  
Cris leaned over and kissed him.  She smelled like sex.  Her head was heading 
for his groin and he leaned back.  God !  Her mouth felt tremendous on his 
cock.  He laughed, Willy was biting her on the butt as she blew him.  Then 
Willy disappeared below Cris' behind and her sucking became more urgent.

    Riki was arranging herself to suck on Willy so Rick reached over and 
pulled her ass toward his face.  The eating lasted a long time and Rick loved 
licking in the brown curls between Riki's legs.  Her cunt was fatter and 
hairier than Cris's.  He lapped at her slick cunt lips and reamed his tongue 
into her depths, finally ending up at her puckered anus and teasing the growth 
of hair around it.

    The orgasm surprised him as he was still soft but Cris sucked every bit of 
cum out of him and then started cleaning his balls.  His wet cock was chilled 
in the air-conditioning.

    It was light.  Oh !  Fuck !  He rolled out of bed.  Just the girls were 
under the covers.  He had no idea where Willy went ?  He shook Cris.  Riki was 
curled up next to her and her right tit was free of the sheets.  He wanted it 
to start all over again.

    Cris smelled and tasted like pussy when he kissed her.  He'd have to call 
her and tell her he was sorry he left so abruptly.  He drove like a maniac but 
couldn't turn back the clock.  The garage door was up and he could see Emily 
getting out of the car.  Her hair was a wreck.  He laughed, imagining he 
didn't look too hot either.  Politicking just like whoring around...Must be an 
all night thing, too.  He laughed harder and drove right into the garage.

    Emily was relieved to find his car gone but then here he was driving into 
the garage.  He was getting out of the car.  Looked like he hadn't slept all 
night.

    She pre-empted with.  "...little too much to drink and slept in the car at 
the Belagio."  She rushed to the bathroom and locked the door.  Her eyes had 
dark circles below them and her face was a pasty color.  Her hair was a total 
mess and she was sure Rick noticed.

    She stripped off her clothes.  Her breasts were sore from his sucking.  It 
became all oral after he fucked her in the ass.  She swallowed two more loads 
but they were nothing like the first or the load he buried in her intestines.  
She still dribbled cum out of her anus and her panties had some very 
embarrassing brown stains in her crotch.  Oh !  God !  This was getting out of 
control.  Neither Emily or Rick spoke all weekend.

                           The Goose and the Gander

    He was tense.  Cris could feel it in his shoulders.  He didn't come close 
to getting hard but she sucked two loads of spunk out of him.  His oral 
assault on her pussy and ass had driven her crazy.  She was still tingling.

    "Something bothering you, Rick ?"

    It burst out of him, like a balloon popping.  His wife and her best 
friend...All Memorial Day weekend.  He just knew his wife was going to babble 
all weekend about this interview she had in July in Carson City.  Another step 
up the ladder.  Cris was massaging his shoulders, sitting astride his back.  
He could feel her damp pubic hair against his skin.

    "Sounds to me what you need is a little back up.  That fucking Willy..."  
She was laughing and he joined her.  "...That fucker...Jesus !  That's the 
first thing he teaches you.  The group rules.  And back up is number one."  
She continued on, outlining her ideas.  He was sure this was pure fantasy.  
This could never happen.  Shit, like she's talking, is a pipe dream.

    She was leaning over him and nibbling on his ear.  "He's not a miracle 
worker but I've seen him do some real weird things...One call and I'm sure 
he'd give it a shot.  Drop everything and be here tomorrow.  When does her 
flight get in ?"  He had a hard time believing this.  It went on for several 
minutes...

    "I want you happy, Rick.  You make me happy.  You and I both know that 
we're just a flash in the pan.  Your wife is important to you.  I know 
that...Am not about to try to come between you...But I won't stand by and 
watch you become mesmerized by her success.  Changing careers is hard.  Willy 
went ten years before he started to get the idea.  He's still not happy with 
the position of the...Well, whatever it is but he's working on it.  We all 
are.  What have you got to lose ?  There's always some risk.  Share it.  Get 
help if you need it."

    He was silent.  She talked like growing and selling marijuana was an 
acceptable career choice in america.  He wouldn't be doing that any time soon.  
That's for sure !

    "You've never said anything about the night you spent out.  Does she 
suspect ?"

    Rick shook his head.  "She must have got home a whole thirty seconds 
before me and looked like she'd had a bad hair day."

    "Do you suspect ?"  He'd never thought about it !

                                    #####

    Emily was anxious.  The plane was late.  She could hardly wait to see 
Janet...Janet Charles...Her very best friend in the whole world.  They'd been 
sorority sisters in college and got their masters degrees the year their 
husbands went to Vietnam...Almost together.

    Rick was relaxed.  He really couldn't put a finger on it but Willy had 
called this morning while Emily was in the shower.  Before then he was a 
wreck...Thinking Cris couldn't get a hold of him.  Willy talked for three 
minutes straight.

    "...Ok !  That's about it except for the ground rules.  No time to make 
them up as we go along.  Would you like to get into Janet's pants ?"  He 
remembered stiffening up.

    It was a rasp.  "Yea..."

    "Ok !  No guarantees but we'll work on that.  Just act yourself and try to 
follow the leader.  Emily a player or would you rather not ?"

    His mouth was dry...Knew this would be asked.  Especially after the 
question about Janet.  "Like you said Willy...If it happens, it happens."  He 
felt confident then but every second the flight was late zapped his energy.  
He tried not to look around for Willy but was so bored he did little else.  
Twice he thought he saw him but they were false sightings.

    Oh !  God !  Here come the people.  Where was he ?  Emily and Janet were 
hugging.  Janet was waving to him.  He waved back.  They were moving through 
the concourse.  Janet and Emily yacking like fools.

    The hand on his shoulder was firm, made him jump.  The man, walking along 
side him, was conservatively dressed in a three piece suit.  Except for the 
pony tail he looked like any regular commuter.  But then again, what exactly 
is normal today ?

    "Rick Townsend !"  It was an exclamation.  The guy had his arms around him 
and was hugging him.  The next was whispered.  "Relax, buddy.  It's in the 
bag, the cavalry just arrived.  Stopped them in their tracks."  He was away 
from him and moving toward the girls.  Emily looked annoyed but Janet looked 
intrigued.  Rick felt a glow burn through him.  Emily was looking at him like, 
"Who is this shit head ?"  He laughed.  Fuck her !  She wasn't the only one 
who had friends.

    Willy was bowed at the waist in front of Janet.  He took her hand and 
kissed it.  "You're better looking than he described, Emily."  Rick moved to 
correct him but Emily interceded first.

    "I'm his wife and who might you be ?"

    "A distinguished war veteran like your husband.  I just remembered he told 
me you had red hair.  My mistake.  William Buffalo Tamarack.  Call me Willy.  
Then you must be the most desirable female here."  He'd turned to Janet and 
she was giggling.  "Janet, you're darling.  Let's all get a drink...I know 
this positively great place to go dancing..."  He prattled on and on as they 
walked toward baggage pickup.  He had Janet by the arm and she was enthralled.  
He could tell Emily was pissed walking beside him as they watched the two of 
them.

    It was like he'd commandeered the group.  Emily was foiled at every turn 
to talk with Janet.  Willy didn't really monopolize the conversation but was 
conversant with just about every aspect of Emily's job.  He even brought up 
the interview in Carson City.  That really took the wind out of her sails.  
They ended up in a very cozy bar and grill, West of I-15.  Willy was talking 
about his business and Janet was all ears.  Emily even appeared to be 
interested.

    "...your ordinary pyramid scheme with a decidedly interesting product.  
It's all in the marketing.  You've got to have that niche...So the consuming 
public craves your product alone...Will buy others when yours is scarce but 
always come back to you."  Rick could hardly contain his laughter.  If Emily 
knew he was talking about marijuana, she'd shit.

    "And just what is the name of your enterprise, Mr. Tamarack."

    "Willy, beautiful...You really are good looking, Mrs. Townsend."  He 
paused, staring at her.  Emily felt he was looking right inside her.  The 
"Mrs. Townsend" sounded so like...Well, the way Luis talked when he was 
taunting her but Luis used "ms.".

    She looked away and he continued. "EYL Foundation, Limited."  You could 
hear the pride in his voice.  Emily looked back.

    "And what does that stand for ?"

    "Emerging Young Ladies...It's a foundation that grants college 
scholarships to deserving young ladies.  There's a whole bunch of young ladies 
out there who can make it just like Emily Townsend did...With a good head on 
her shoulders and some good education."

    Willy twice tried to register in his hotel but Rick wouldn't hear of it.  
Emily appeared resigned to the fact that there was going to be four of them 
this weekend.  Janet was visibly pleased.  Emily's hold on her was just about 
shot.  Why talk with an old girl friend when a handsome, exciting man was 
rubbing his thigh against yours in the booth ?

    Dinner was just ok but the dancing was fun.  The four of them danced with 
each other and everyone was having a great time.  They were on the way home in 
the car when it started.  Rick thought it might be magic but wasn't really 
sure.  Willy had just offered them three days and two nights on the lake.  The 
rest of the weekend.  Rick remembered the time.  It was just midnight.

    Emily, turning to look into the back seat, laughed at him and spit out.  
"You'll never get a boat at this late date.  This is Memorial Day Weekend !"

    He was almost too quiet to hear.  "What you want to bet, beautiful ?"  She 
was quiet so he continued.  "If I get it set up...And tomorrow morning we're 
all getting on a house boat with a whole bunch of supplies and liquor and 
dragging a power boat behind us...Then tomorrow night the four of us go skinny 
dipping...In a far away cove and make passionate love on the boat until the 
sun comes up.  Deal ?"  He was holding his hand out into the front seat.

    Rick couldn't contain himself.  It was like his brain was screaming at 
him.  He burst out.  "Time to put up or shut up, honey."  Emily grasped 
Willy's hand and the deal was done.

    Willy made one call when they arrived home.  The girls were down the hall 
getting Janet settled.  Rick took Willy to his room.  He could hear the girls 
talking.  Janet was excited about the trip to the lake.  Emily was telling her 
not to get her hopes up.  The phone rang.  Rick rushed to get it.  It was for 
Willy.

    "Yea !  J.J. !  Thanks for getting back to me, buddy.  Can you handle it ?  
Great...About ten...That's cool.  Thanks...The usual ok ?"  He laughed and 
hung the phone up.  "It's all set.  Ten tomorrow."  He was staring right at 
Emily when he finished.  "I don't suppose I could talk you all into taking a 
little preview dip tonight, could I ?"  He was leering at the girls and Rick 
laughed.  So did Janet.  Emily said she was tired and had a lot to do to get 
ready for the trip.

    No more than a half hour later Rick heard the splash.  Someone was in the 
pool.  The voices drifted up a little later...More like sounds.  Rick was on 
his back and was already getting a hardon.  Emily rolled over and whispered.  
"What are those two doing out there ?"

    Rick didn't answer.  She nudged him.  "Why don't you go see ?"

    This time Rick answered.  "Why don't you go if you're so curious about it.  
It sounds like they're having a good time...And the sounds they're making are 
turning me on."  He rolled toward her and kissed her, rubbing his hardon 
against her hip.  His hand was on her ass and working her night shirt up.

    "Rick...Not now...We've got a big day tomorrow.  I still think this is 
going to be fucked up."  It was the first time Rick Townsend had heard his 
wife use the word fuck.  He was sure now.  She'd been intimate with someone 
else.  He could hear Janet's moans and groans clearly now.  He pictured Willy 
fucking her on one of the chase loungers on the porch.  He slept like a baby.

    They were in the car on the way to the lake.  Two coolers, filled with 
steaks and drinks and bags and bags of shit were packed into the trunk.  Rick 
could tell Janet was pissed.  Willy was riding in front.  She slept most of 
the way to the lake and Willy kept up a banter of shit about the school 
district.  How it's better to be a big fish in a small pond than any fish in a 
pond full of shark.  Emily was actually arguing with him about it.  Rick was 
convinced.  It was magic.

                                    ####

    Willy started it as soon as it got dark.  Just stood up and started taking 
off his "T" shirt and trunks.  Emily freaked out.  "What the fuck do you think 
you're doing ?"

    "Going skinny dipping with my friends.  Now, everyone here, heard the bet.  
Lots of people have juice in this town but I challenge you to name one who 
could come through like I did.  So up and at'em, beautiful.  I want to see you 
naked.  And if you don't do it...And Rick doesn't do it.  I will do it.  
Maybe, take the both of you."

    Janet was laughing and opening her blouse.  Rick's trunks were down and he 
was getting a hardon.  Willy was pulling his trunks down and he did have a 
hardon.  Janet was naked and hugging Willy from behind.  His cock bobbed in 
front of him.  Emily was crimson.  Rick dove over the side.  Janet waved to 
her and followed Rick.  Willy came toward her.  His hands were on her waist.  
She could feel his fingers...Undulating like.  Her nipples started to harden.

    "You are a very desirable woman, Mrs. Townsend.  And your husband is a 
terrific man.  I think you need to put a little more effort into your 
marriage."  She removed his hands from her waist, her stance daring him to 
strip her.  Her nipples got harder as he removed her clothes.  "You have a 
tremendous body...Are you tired of him ?"  She shook.  His hands were pulling 
off her panties, his face level with her red fleece.

    He was close to her, his boner poking into her stomach.  "Let's go skinny 
dipping, Mrs. Townsend."  Hand in hand they jumped into the lake.  An hour 
later the evening quiet was being disturbed by the sound of four people 
fucking on the top of the house boat.  The boys were on their backs and the 
girls were ridding them.  Emily Townsend came twice while her husband fucked 
himself in and out of her.  God !  He lasted so long and she got so turned on 
watching Janet ride Willy.  Willy was watching her move on Rick and she knew 
he wanted her.  She danced for him.  He fucked for her, just driving Janet 
absolutely wild above him.  Spreading her friend's butt wide, allowing her to 
watch his cock pistoning in and out of her dark curls.

    Emily walked in on them the next morning in the galley.  Janet was topless 
and on her knees in front of him, just sucking his brains out.  Emily was 
frozen to the spot and didn't leave until Willy wilted into one of the seats.  
The girls stayed topless most of the day and in the afternoon they all went 
water skiing.  When they finished, they were whipped.

    The weekend ended on a down note though as Janet twisted her ankle water 
skiing.  They left late Sunday afternoon and Willy made excuses about 
arranging some meeting of his associates.  Rick was left with Emily and Janet 
until Monday afternoon.  Emily tried to strike up a conversation with Janet 
but she was too tired to talk and retired.

    Rick snuggled up to Emily and started feeling her butt.  She pretended to 
sleep.  He knew it.  His cock was like a crow bar thinking of last night.  His 
wife was dancing on his dick and just driving him mad.  One of the greatest 
fucks he's ever had...Listening to the other two going at it a couple of feet 
away.  But the best part was fucking Janet while Willy stripped off Emily's 
clothes.  What a hot lady Janet was !  He rolled out of bed and headed down 
the hall, his boner bouncing around in his jockey shorts.

                                  The Gander

    Emily was excited.  Luis met her at the airport.  The only cloud on the 
horizon was that the bilingual secretary.  She was also on the flight and 
sharing the ride with her.  Her itinerary was typed and she could see she was 
going to be busy for three days...Well, the nights were free.  She was 
positive she'd spend them with Luis.

    At the end of day one, she had a tremendous let down.  Luis was busy and 
told her to rest up for day two.  She was to meet all the department heads.  
She could hardly sleep wondering if Luis was fucking that secretary bimbo ?  
Maybe, he'd do them both.  That thought of Willy's always turned her 
on...Doing both of them.

    Everything went well the second day and Luis was picking her up at five.  
She felt she'd done well...Was excited.  She was wearing a low cut cocktail 
dress that showed off her cleavage and nothing else...No underwear, no hose.

    He was over a foot taller than either her or Luis and was black as the 
night...Raul Torrez from the big Department of Education.  The one in 
Washington.  Emily expected more but it was just the three of them.  She 
served them both as they talked...Not that it was expected.  Raul said that he 
heard her name mentioned several times after her interview with the department 
heads.  She was excited that Luis had made her another ally.

    They talked shop for about an hour and had several drinks.  Emily was by 
no means drunk.  She was excited talking with two important men who were 
interested in her opinions.  Raul had his arm draped around her and when he 
first brushed her breast, she jerked a little.  Luis had his arm around her 
waist and they were on their way inside.  She felt heavy, tired.  The 
conversation drifted in and out.

    They were taking turns dancing with her.  Raul had his hand on her butt 
and was squeezing it.  She knew now what she was feeling against her stomach.  
Raul Torrez had a very long cock.  Emily figured it was at least four or five 
inches longer than Luis.  The thought that they were both going to fuck her 
came rather late.  In fact not until she felt Luis place her hand on his hard, 
bare cock did she figure it out.  By then she wanted it to happen.  She 
stroked him.

    "Ms. Townsend, Luis tells me that not only do you work hard...You play 
hard."  Luis was pulling the straps of her cocktail dress down her arms.  
Raul's black hands were on her bare breasts, her nipples were hard and 
extremely erect.  He pinched them.  She moaned.

    Luis loved this part.  Raul and he went back a ways...To some party in New 
York back in the mid-seventies.  They both did a little film work with some 
extremely horny women.  They were young at the time and just supplementing 
their income a little.  It didn't last long and they were back to pleasuring 
particular clients for cash and more important the access to power within the 
bureaucracy...Influence.  Oh !  They both worked hard to get where they were 
but the contacts helped.

    They met on and off and sometimes invited each other to share in some 
particular delight.  Emily Townsend was just such a delicacy.  She was going 
to think the chinese army marched through her crotch by tomorrow morning.  
Watching her sucking on Raul's foot long, black cock was going to drive him 
crazy.  And Raul's cock between her lily white ass cheeks, reaming out her 
intestines...Luis's cock was like a baseball bat in her hand.

    Raul's hands were assaulting her breasts.  Her apple size tits tingled 
when his hands left them, one headed to her crotch, the other to her wrist.  
He pulled her hand away from Luis's hard cock.  "You're gonna need both hands 
for this one, honey."  She started working his slacks open.  He was wearing 
jockey shorts, just like Luis...A dark purple and it blended with his skin.  
She was stepping out of her dress.  Luis was naked and pressing his hard cock 
against her butt.

    Emily stared at the bulge in Raul's shorts.  It looked like it a coiled 
snake in his jockey's.  He thrust it forward and she yanked the jockey's down.  
His cock uncoiled on they way down and damn near ended at his knee.  Emily 
moved away from him and backed harder against Luis.

    "Never had any black snake, have you ?"  He laughed and pulled her hands 
to his dangling pecker.  With both hands around it, three or four inches 
remained uncovered.  Emily started squeezing it.  It was getting harder.  
"Luis, does ms. Townsend like to suck cock ?"

    Luis was laughing.  "Loves to suck cock is more like it, Raul."  Emily was 
on her way to the floor and helping Raul out of his slacks and underwear.  She 
worked him with her hands and sucked as much of his black hose into her mouth 
as she could.  Luis pulled her away and her mouth made a slurping noise as 
Raul's cock popped out.

    "Let's go to the bedroom.  More comfortable."  She was between them and 
then on her knees on the bed.  Raul was standing on the bed and she was back 
to sucking him.  He was quickly hard and started thrusting into her face.  She 
tried to hold him off.  God !  He was going to make her puke !  Luis had a 
hand between her legs and was fingering her cunt and asshole.  She was 
drenched...Probably cum while she was puking.

    Abruptly it ended.  She was still on her knees, his hard cock just inches 
away.  "Hey !  Luis...You pop her cherry or did daddy ?"

    "Sorry, I got carried away the last time."  He looked embarrassed.

    "Aw...That would have been perfect, just like that Jamaican I set us up 
with.  Remember how she screamed when we sandwiched her ?"  He laughed and 
ambled back to where Luis was just fingering the fuck out of Emily's orifices.  
"She like it in the butt ?"  He was kneeling behind her.  She was looking over 
her shoulder.  Fuck !  It was a foot long !

    "Loves it in the butt, Raul."  Luis pushed her forward and was spreading 
her ass apart.  Raul knee walked a couple of inches forward and ran his cock 
head up and down Emily's pink, lightly haired cunt.  Her lips were clearly 
visible and had a small opening where Luis had been sawing his finger in and 
out of her.

    When Raul grabbed her hips with just about an inch in her, Luis started 
stroking his cock.  Raul pulled the white woman on to his cock and she 
screamed like a banshee.  He was fucking her...Long, deep strokes.  Emily was 
grabbing for sheet and baying like an animal.  Raul fucked her faster.  Luis 
moved to her head and pulled her face off the mattress.

    He shimmied forward and fed her his cock.  "Suck, ms. Townsend.  I want 
seconds on your ass."

    Raul loved small white women.  They were the best !  He never turned down 
one of these invites from the many men he dealt with.  He knew people who 
would pay thousands for a night like this.  A woman who would become an 
animal.  It was the best.

    His cock was about half way out of her when he reamed a finger into her 
ass.  She tried to look back but Luis had a firm grip on her head.  She had a 
mouth full of that fucker's fat cock, too and that didn't help.  Raul was 
stroking both his cock and finger in and out of her.  Her asshole was getting 
greasy.  He pulled out of her and quickly forced the head of his cock against 
the tiny almost hairless asshole between such a cute white ass.  He was two 
inches into her before she froze and tried to squeeze him out.  To late, 
honey.

    Raul slowly forced about eight inches into her and started sawing in and 
out.  Her anus was tight...Tighter than he'd had for quite a while.  He 
imagined how it would look with Luis' big fat cock pumping in and out of it.  
He really started teeing off in her butt.  He could hear her making noise 
around the fat cock in her mouth.

    It surprised him.  Her sphincter seemed to squeeze him like it was out of 
control...Several erratic sharp squeezes and his cum was boiling over.  It 
rushed out from around his black meat and made a squishy sound as he pumped in 
and out of her.  He slowing pulled his spent meat out of her ass.  The cum 
kept dribbling out and on to the mattress.  Now the fun part, having her suck 
it clean and by the time she finishes that it'd be time to fuck again.

    Emily hardly made a sound when Luis fed her all eight inches of his very 
fat cock into her rectum.  He was close already and couldn't hold back.  
Someone had ignited a fire in this woman's ass.  Here it came.  Three, four 
powerful spurts of hot spunk flooded Emily's intestines.  She stayed on her 
knees eating black cock while Luis watched the river of semen flow out of her 
anus.  You could drive a truck through it.

    It took her an hour but they were both just like cement.  She was sitting 
on the bedside and alternating between them.  They were man handling her like 
a doll and then she was straddling Raul, feeling his cock head pop into her 
asshole.  She wiggled around and felt the pipe run up into her bowels.  She 
thought Luis would want to cum in her mouth but was wrong.  Raul pulled her 
arms back and now she was spread above him with his dick deep up her ass and 
Luis was lining up on her cunt.

    Luis grunted when he thrust forward and filled Emily Townsend's belly with 
cock.  She tensed up between them and then they were racing to see who could 
got off first.  It lasted quite a while and Emily was dripping sweat when the 
first trembles of orgasm swept through her.  The middle of her body felt like 
nothing but cock.  She jerked once, then twice and then it was non-stop as 
they fucked in and out of her.

    "Oh !  Yea !  Fuck !  I'mmmm cummmminnng !"  She was screaming.  Her body 
being pummeled by the two cocks raping her crotch.  Luis was first and she 
could feel the rush of his semen as it flooded her cunt.  Raul wasn't far 
behind and sent gobs of semen flooding out of her rectum.

    She could hardly walk the next morning.  Didn't remember what time she got 
to the hotel.  Her pubic hair was a swamp of semen and there was even some cum 
in her hair.  The phone was ringing when she got out of the shower.  It was 
the front desk.  Could they bring the roses up now ?  Another dozen.  The note 
was short and professional.  Congratulations....You got the job....I'm happy 
for you...Luis.  It made the pounding in her head go away.  She was chipper 
when Rick picked her up at the airport.

                                  The Goose

    "...know, I'm kind of backing out but it's a slow time and I can start net 
working up there and you'll have time to find a replacement...I've got a good 
candidate in my group.  This is important to me."

    "Rick's a lucky guy to have a friend like you.  As for the net working, 
realize that there is no transportation set up for that and I don't want you 
driving down to 'Vegas all the time, stocking up.  Sample the local stuff.  
Find out if there's any marketing being done.  You've worked hard down here 
and I'm sure we can afford to keep your account building."

    She lunged across the bed and hugged him.  "Thanks, Willy."

    "You've worked this out with Rick ?"

    "Yea...It was his idea.  He thinks he's taking me away from your devious 
ways and the overwhelming influence you have on my life.  I get the feeling 
that this move is not something he wants to do but feels he owes her.  This 
Luis guy is calling all the time now about work, the move...All that shit and 
I think Rick is pretty sure in his mind..."

    "That is not your problem.  It's theirs..."

    "I'm back up, Willy."  Willy ruffled her hair and then hopped off the bed.  
He appeared without warning, like he already knew she was leaving.  Just after 
Rick left, too !  She wondered ?  And now he'd disappear...Not like several 
years ago when he was visible all over the place, all the time.  She was sure 
he didn't live here in town but that was about it ?

    She called Rick and was thrilled with the sound of his voice when she told 
him about Willy's visit.  She also told him she was transferring to the 
University of Nevada, Reno.  She wouldn't argue with him.  Everything was 
taken care of.  She knew he was relieved.

                                  The Gander

    Emily was hurrying through the hotel.  She'd been seeing Luis here once a 
week after work.  Shorter than the drive up to his place in the mountains.  
The last time she was there flashed through her mind.  They were supposed to 
be out of town.  Instead they spent the first night fucking and sucking like 
animals...He'd fucked her all night long.  He was her lover, eating her pussy 
and letting her ride that magnificent cock of his until she was to tired to 
fuck him.  Then he'd roll her over and assaulted her ass until he deposited a 
huge load of spunk deep in her rectum.  He was like a god with that cock and 
she was his creation.

    .....He was gone when she woke.  It was past noon.  She rolled over and 
gazed at the ceiling.  Her cunt was mildly raw but her rectum felt pretty 
good.  She hugged her tits and only then noticed the note at the foot of the 
four poster bed...Taped to one of the posters.

    She crawled to it.  Her breasts swinging below her.  It was short.  "Look 
outside for your surprise."  She jumped off the bed, ran to the sliding glass 
doors and ripped open the blinds.  Lounging in and around the hot tub were 
four very naked young guys...Eighteen, nineteen, maybe twenty year-olds - 
hunks !  They all looked toward the sliding glass doors.  A couple waved.  A 
blonde young man got up and walked toward the doors.  Emily just realized she 
was as naked as they were.  The young stud pulled the door open.

    "Hi !  Mom...Dad says you're hotter than a fire cracker.  Think my friends 
will be able to take care of you ?"  He laughed and reached for her groin.  
Some of the others were coming toward the doors.  She backed away.  They were 
all getting erect.  Her nipples were hard, her cunt throbbing.  Two of them 
were pulling her on to the bed.  One was between her legs and was fucking her.  
She wasn't struggling but having orgasm after orgasm, her body bucking up into 
her assailant.

    Number two was standing of the end of the bed, stroking about an eight 
inch rocket.  The four of them had shared a little freshman with Luis about a 
month ago.  Well, she'd been around the block a couple of times but then so 
had this one.  When she saw four naked young guys her eyes bugged open and 
then clouded with lust.  Her cunt was a swamp when he stuck his finger into it 
and pounding his cock in and out of it was a gas.  Nice and tight for an old 
lady.  The tickling began behind his balls and then ran up his penis.

    Emily could feel her cunt contract as the young stud's cock started 
injecting it's load.  She had a dick in each hand and they were far from soft.  
Number two was climbing aboard and he had a nice big dick.  Emily lifted her 
ass off the mattress and the kid plugged in.  The other one's spunk was being 
rammed out of her as this kid's fat cock pumped in and out of her cunt.

    Number three turned her over and did her doggie style.  Number four took 
his place.  Then she started blowing them.  Before the day was done, she went 
round the world with each of them.  She stayed home from work on Monday, was 
still sore and stiff.  The week dragged by but Rick was hardly home any more 
so she could care less...Now, another evening with Luis.  He sounded horny on 
the phone.  She was wondering what he had planned ?  She'd broached the 
subject of another woman.  He laughed and said she needed more cock...Then the 
young guys showed up.  She could still feel them inside her.....

    The firm grip on her arm brought her back to the present.  She turned, 
annoyed.  It was Willy and now somebody had her arms from behind.  She turned 
and it was Janet.

    "Fancy meeting you here, beautiful.  How's Rick ?"  He knew...Could tell 
by her expression.

    "Aaaah...Well...Aaaah...Why didn't you call ?  We'd have picked you up."  
Willy had let go of her and she was embracing Janet.  She looked at her watch 
with her arms around her best friend.

    "In a hurry, beautiful ?"  She turned expecting support from Janet...You 
know, like; "How's the weather ?"  "How's work ?"  Something along those 
lines.  Janet was silent.  God !  She knew, too !

    They each had an arm and were guiding her to a bar.  They sat at the bar 
and Willy ordered tequila shooters...With lime...No lemon.

    Willy pushed the small tape recorder down toward her.  "You want to listen 
to it ?"  She just knew it was bad.  But honestly had no earthly idea what it 
could be ?  Willy pushed the button.  The quality was excellent.  It was Luis.

    "...love it...All three sports and she loves it in the ass.  Yea !  I'll 
be up with her about seven and I guarantee she'll be ready to leave the 
station...Choo...Choo..."  The other guy was laughing.  "Now...You got all the 
money together, right ?"

    "Yea...Yea...Just get the cunt up here on time."  Willy switched off the 
recorder.

    He coached them through the correct ritual...Lime always before salt...And 
then it was down the hatches.

                                    #####

    The mother and daughter were standing in the alcove where Emily was 
supposed to meet Luis.  They were on vacation and arguing about which place 
had the best hunks.  'Vegas or Reno ?  Daughter perfered 'Vegas, mother 
perfered Reno...The bigger fish in a smaller pond theory.

    Luis was pissed that Emily was late.  She should have been here ten 
minutes ago.  The blonde young lady pulled on his coat sleeve.

    "You know of a good club up here...That'll be packed with studs tonight ?"  
Luis had a hard time believing his ears and then mother was coming over to 
listen.

    "Yea...Ladies, I know just the place.  My name's Luis Hernandez and who 
might you two gorgeous babes be ?"  Ten minutes later they left the hotel and 
got in Luis's car but not before the mother made a call to the bar that Willy 
and the girls were in.

                                    #####

    "A call for a Mister Malibu ?"  Willy held up his hand.  "Thank you" was 
all he said.  They were set up for another round.  The ritual and down the 
hatches went slower this time.

    "Your boy friend just left the hotel with a very attractive blonde mother 
and daughter.  Now...Emily, you have three choices.  The party is in room 458.  
You're the guest of honor and I'm sure you could pick up a few bucks..."  She 
slapped him...Hard.  It stopped conversation in the bar.  He continued like 
she hadn't hit him.  "Good...That's out.  Janet and I didn't like that option 
at all.  Two, you can try to track down Luis but I don't think you'll pry him 
away from the mother and daughter.  They're a lot younger than you are.  Your 
last choice is to allow your best friend and I a chance to exorcise the demon 
out of you.  I think you'll enjoy our perversions better than his but I'm 
prejudice."

    Willy was staring at Emily.  She could see the red outline of her hand on 
his face.  She knew she was beat red.  It seemed the whole bar was still 
looking at them but then she started to pick up other voices.  Now, Rick 
claims this was the real magic and the shit he saw earlier was just a warm up. 
Janet agrees with him and she saw both.  Janet still thinks her making love to 
two different men in one night was kind of magic...And Willy agrees with her.

    "I got you a kitchen pass that ends Sunday night at six p.m.  What's the 
decision, beautiful ?"  She knew finding Luis was fruitless.  He could be in 
any one of a hundred places.  Going upstairs without him was not a player...In 
fact, what was she thinking ?  He wasn't a player any more !  She'd let these 
two entertain her for the weekend and fuck !  What ?  She hadn't a clue ?

    "Last chance, beautiful or I'm grabbing Janet and we're off to never never 
land.  You coming along ?"  She started to get off the bar stool.  Willy 
grabbed her arm, firmly.  "Answer first, Emily.  One, two or three."  She sat 
and looked straight ahead.  Willy reached and held her chin firmly.  He turned 
her toward him.  His eyes were like hot coals burning into her.  "One, two or 
three.  You have a bad habit of trying to welsh on your bets and I want it 
loud and clear."  Willy let her go and she looked to Janet for support.  Her 
friend had turned around on the bar stool and was eyeing some young guy 
playing twenty-one.

    "What choice do I have ?"  Willy was up and Janet was close on his heels.  
She rushed after them.  She didn't catch them until the slots and was 
breathless.  "He could have been talking about some other bimbo ?"  They 
increased the distance and she had to hike up her tight skirt to catch them 
again.  They were waiting for their car at the valet.  She could get her's and 
go home ?

    Here came a big van.  Willy was walking around to the driver's side.  
Janet was opening the door.  All of a sudden the side door slid open and two 
figures rushed at her.  Someone yelled, "mom !"  She was speechless and was 
being pushed into the van.  It was two young girls and she was struggling with 
them.  The van was moving.  The door slammed shut.

    "Good work, ladies."  Get the blindfold on her and make sure she's tied 
well.  I don't want her getting free.  She has to earn her freedom."

    Emily was wiggling around like a snake with one of the girls on her back.  
She tried pushing up but the other one sat on her head.  She was tied with 
rope and it hurt.  She kicked her legs and they were tied in retaliation.  The 
next was blindness.  She struggled for a while and then realized that she was 
the only one in the back and was just running herself into the sides of the 
van.

    They twisted and turned...Drove for about an hour.  It was a cabin, high 
up in the mountains on the California side.  An elderly gentleman had rented 
it for the weekend to bring his wife and daughters.  It had a large dark 
cellar under the dinning room...Really a fruit room.  The blindfolded woman 
was whisked into the front part of the house.  She was visible for less than 
fifteen seconds.  The panel truck was parked in the one car garage at the rear 
of the property.  Not a light was lit.

    Willy and the three ladies were busy.  They disassembled the double bed 
from up stairs and them moved it to the basement.  Willy rigged up the 
restraints against the wall and then they brought the prisoner down.  Emily 
was actually scared.  Fuck !  What could they do to her that she already 
hadn't done to herself ?  If they hadn't intercepted her, she probably would 
have fucked all of the men in that room...Probably two or three times apiece.

    The music was Rolling Stones...Early, back when the Beatles were still 
together...Hard, thumping beat.  She could smell incense...Maybe marijuana, 
she couldn't tell the difference even back then.  She didn't like it.  It 
burned her throat.

    The blindfold was ripped off her.  The room was lit in candles.  Willy was 
standing in front of her totally naked, his small cock lying dormant on his 
testicles.  His hair was out of the pony tail and resting down on his 
shoulders.

    "Do you seek forgiveness ?"  She wasn't about talk to this shit head and 
was ready to give him a piece of her mind.  This was not one of the choices.  
A TV sprang to life on a bed stand, right next to the bed.  A double bed and 
on it were three naked women although two of them were very young.  She could 
see herself being sandwiched by Luis and Raul.  The quality of the tape was 
excellent even if there was only one view...And they were kind of small.  But 
there was no doubt.  Emily Townsend was taking on two men at a time and 
yelling and screaming like a common street whore.  Now, she was sucking both 
of their cocks.  The black one was a foot long and Luis's looked so fat.

    Willy was in her face.  "Punishment must be sever.  I don't think you're 
repentant, yet."  He had her arms stretched up above her head against the 
cement wall.  The ropes again and her wrists burned as he tied her.  More 
candles were being lit and now she could clearly see the bed.  The women were 
playing with themselves.  It was a fucking orgy of female flesh.  A blonde 
young lady with large breasts had her head buried between her best friend's 
legs.  Janet's small breasts were taunt against her chest, her nipples long 
and erect.

    The video kept going but she was drawn to the action on the bed.  The dark 
haired young lady was throwing a leg over Janet's chest and was now pushing 
her dark haired pussy into Janet's face.

    Willy was close...At her side.  She could feel his hardon against her hip.  
"Wanna join them ?"  She remained silent and then felt his hand on her 
stomach.  Round and round it went, just barely brushing the bottom of her 
breasts and rubbing the top of her mound.  She strained against the ropes.

    "You're fighting yourself...Let go and we'll take you places you've never 
been.  One of my wives loved lots of guys and the bigger the better.  It's 
easy to get carried away.  Moderation is the key."  She tried to spit at him 
but her mouth was too dry.

    He moved away from her and she lost him in the darkness.  On the TV, Luis 
was cuming on her face while Raul fucked her in the ass again.  The girls were 
linked to each other...Mouth to pussy all the way around.  The itch spread 
like wild fire through her vagina.

    Willy was back and holding a big water pipe.  He put it on the floor and 
placed a mask around her mouth and nose.  She tried shaking her head back and 
forth but to no avail.  He was puffing on another tube from the pipe.  She 
could taste it but couldn't stop it.  She had to breath.  The women on the bed 
were still going at it.  They drowned out her screams on the tape.  Luis was 
fucking her in the ass.  She could feel his meat in her bowels.

    Willy had a hardon and was lining up behind each girl, giving her two or 
three minutes of hard fucking.  She was amazed at his endurance.  When he 
finished with Janet, he propped himself up against the head board and 
commanded the women to bring the "convert."  The three of them were all over 
her.  It seemed that just two hands were releasing her and four hands were 
roaming all over her body.  She was instantly alive and needed something to 
quell her thirst.

    Maybe, if his dick lasts long enough ?  She was being stripped.  Her 
jacket and blouse thrown on the floor.  She was braless and her tits were 
immediately covered by two sucking mouths.  She arched her chest into the 
hungry faces before her.  Two sets of hands were between her legs.  One set 
diddling with her cunt, the other diddling with her asshole.  She was forced 
to bend over with her elbows on the mattress and now had Willy's dick in front 
of her face.

    "Come on, Emily.  You want to suck him."  It was Janet and the hands 
between her legs were going crazy in her crotch.  Fingers were in and out of 
her cunt and asshole.  The hard rubber dick poking into her cunt from behind, 
surprised her.  It was the dark haired young lady.  Not much chest on this one 
and then the dick was forced into her cunt.  The young lady started fucking 
her.

    No rubber dildo was going to bring her off...Not after some of the cocks 
she'd fucked.  They dragged her on to the bed and a woman scrambled under her.  
She felt the mouth in her hair.  This was going to be hard.  Two mouths 
started sucking her tits and a tongue was reamed into her asshole.  Her body 
was starting to take off.  Like a computer over load Emily Townsend finally 
gobbled Willy's cock into her mouth and sucked the shit out of him.

    He was a puppet before her.  Bet he never had a blow job like this !?  The 
mouths were still devouring her.  Her cunt and ass were under constant 
assault...Fingers, tongues, noses.  Her breasts were tender and whoever was 
sucking them, was biting her nipples.  The flush started slowly and soon was 
racing out of her belly.  Willy had cum but was still hard as steel.  He 
hadn't filled her mouth with semen and she was disorientated.  More dope made 
the rounds and Emily was an eager participant.

    Willy started fucking her after they finished the joint.  She was 
surprised how long he lasted and thought she might be sore tomorrow.  She 
could never stop the three, sometimes four hungry mouths from assaulting her 
breasts and crotch.  It didn't stop after Willy fucked her.  It seemed every 
one of the girls took a turn with her and then the mouths engulfed her again.  
She was a blob of orgasmic flesh, writhing around on the bed.  Hands, mouths, 
tongues, fingers and cocks were penetrating her privates.  She screamed and 
screamed and screamed !

                           The Goose and the Gander

    The Piper Navajo Chieftain was rolling down the runway at Sky Harbor 
Airport.  Emily was sitting right behind Rick.  Willy was flying but promised 
Rick as soon as they got airborne, he'd get the controls.  Rick was excited.  
Janet was sitting behind her and to her left was Cris, the dark haired young 
woman who along with the rest of them, drove her out of her mind that weekend.  
They were back living in 'Vegas and Emily held the same position she did last 
year.  Rumor had it that Willy smoothed it out but she really didn't believe 
that.

    Cris was leaning forward between the front seats, talking with Willy and 
Rick.  Janet was in deep conversation with the very attractive young man 
sitting next to her.  Emily felt left out.  She leaned up against the back of 
Rick's seat and listened to what they were talking about.  The two men were 
explaining the instrumentation to the young girl sitting next to her.

    "Emily...You want a turn ?"  She was surprised and wondered how she'd 
change seats with her husband.  She was there, Willy's hand on her wrist, 
guiding it as she struggled to keep the airplane level.  She could feel the 
perspiration under her arms.  He'd let go of her wrist and she was flying by 
herself.  He never let up.  Look at this, look at that, look outside.  What is 
it telling you ?  She was frazzled trying to keep up with him.  He seemed to 
enjoy it.

    The four hours flew by.  She was flying it close to the ground.  He'd gone 
over it and over it...Made her repeat it five, six times.  The throttles came 
back and the airplane started to slow.  She was struggling to keep up with the 
trim.  Willy's quick short bursts of instruction were mostly lost but he kept 
hammering away.  The runway was coming and he yelled, "Cut'em !"  The 
throttles came to idle and she was struggling to pull the nose up.  She 
couldn't believe how heavy it was.  They were going to crash.  She felt Willy 
helping her.  The wheels squeaked on the runway and everyone behind them were 
clapping.

    Willy kidded with the customs agents in spanish.  They were polite and 
quickly made their inspection.  Willy taxied over to a small building and came 
to a stop near a pair of chains.  Emily felt like she needed a shower.  It was 
hot and humid.  She was sweating.  A blonde woman was standing near the door.  
She was waving.  Emily wasn't sure to whom.

    Willy was getting out the pilot's exit, holding out his hand for her.  She 
was struggling out and then Willy was holding her, telling her what a good job 
she'd done and then he was kissing her...All tongue.  She was excited.  She 
wondered where Rick was ?

    Just the blonde woman was standing there.  "I sent the rest on ahead, 
Malibu.  Surf's been shitty."  She looked right at Emily and held out her 
hand.  "I'm Erin Tamarack...It's a pleasure to meet you, Emily.  We've heard a 
lot about you the last couple of months.  Glad you decided to visit.  All of 
us are looking forward to it."

    She was very attractive but dyed her hair.  Emily froze.  Shit !  This was 
Willy's wife and she just spent a couple of minutes exploring his tonsils.  
The woman's hand was directly on her bra strap as she guided the two of them 
through what served as the general aviation terminal.  It was a jeep like 
contraption and off they went.

    She'd taken a couple of personal days and with Thanksgiving, it'd almost 
be a week.  Mazatlan was much nicer than 'Vegas.  Reno had three inches of 
snow yesterday.  She was glad they moved back to 'Vegas.  The woman drove and 
she sat on Willy's lap.  His hands roamed freely around her waist, brushing 
her tits several times as the blonde woman twisted and turned through traffic.

    Willy guided her up to the room and tipped the bell boy.  Willy and the 
young guy talked the whole way up in the elevator, in spanish.  As soon as the 
bell boy left, he pulled her to him and kissed her.  "We've got a date...Seven 
o'clock in the lobby.  Cris is probably showing Rick and Janet around.  Take a 
nap...Don't be late.  Dress sexy, beautiful.  I want everyone to look at you 
and wish you were theirs."

    She collapsed on the bed and only woke because someone rang the door bell.  
She laughed.  It was the very handsome young bell boy giving her a personal 
wake up call.  In very good english he told her that Senior Willy didn't want 
her to be late.

    She felt like a red headed step child.  The eight of them were waiting for 
her.  All the women looked fantastic.  Erin drove their jeep thing and she sat 
on Willy's lap again.  He smelled like the ocean and wasn't wearing any after 
shave.  His hand brushed her breasts often and she was tremendously 
disappointed when they all paired up and she was left at the table.  Every 
where they went she was the odd woman out.  Even Rick hardly talked to her.  
He was glued to that little brunette with the small tits.  She some how got 
split from the group or lost them or something but then he was there in the 
middle of the dance floor, waving to her.

    She was anxious and rushed out to be near him.  She felt naked without the 
rest of them.  He held and kissed her, his tongue deep in her mouth.  His 
hands were kneading her butt.  She ground against him and felt his desire.  
She was about to beg him.  Had moved away from him and she would have if he 
didn't put his finger against her lips.

    "Feel alone ?  All by yourself ?"  She nodded her head up and down.  "Want 
to go have a great time with some friends ?"

    She was clutching him.  "Yes."  It was as close as she came.  They were in 
the jeep thing before she wondered where the others were ?  They were going up 
the elevator.  She could hear them.  The door was open.  The lights bright.  
The blender was going and somebody was asking someone to get more ice.  The 
blonde young lady ran into them at the door.

    "Glad you could make it, Emily.  Everyone was hoping you'd come.  Gotta 
get ice."  She was squeezing by them and then they were in the front room and 
everyone was hugging and kissing her.  Rick gave her butt a big squeeze and 
Erin Tamarack stuck her tongue in Emily's mouth.  The blonde girl was back and 
then the doors closed and Willy was turning down the a/c.  The pipe went round 
and round and round.  Soon it was just Willy and Emily.  She jerked up off the 
couch.  She had her head in Willy's lap and he'd been massaging her breasts.

    "Where is everyone, Willy ?"  She was almost scared when he got up and 
held out his hand.  The noise of several people fucking greeted them when he 
opened the door to the bedroom.  The room reeked of naked, fucking people when 
he pushed her inside.  The air was thick and humid.  Several women separated 
from their mates and came toward her.  Willy was on the bed watching.  All 
four of the men were.  They all had hardons and now Emily was naked and the 
women's mouths were devouring her.  The men were stroking their cocks.  She 
moved away from the women and was pulled on to the bed.  The four of them were 
animals and soon had every one of her holes filled.  She was an animal with 
them.

                                     end 

-----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE-----
Version: 2.6.2

iQCVAwUBPVrFaZo9y+4wL+b1AQEhLwP/b8ftC3pXawAbcdjoAYKsY/JaeYLS2HXI
i4zDq9Xatdb4Rk7miVIFsjBNp4dKipqgSrHWFRPoJk6hBYog9fTgUOX2B6yXlJuP
IMeqxR49+2LfHkLQNsnchtuD8ACkVDuXCIxeKxmR7drpFDw9ZaQ5YqeTEnJ6GMyH
F0QazJXQOeE=
=x3Sw
-----END PGP SIGNATURE-----

