Bed-To-Bed Wife

by Emma Patrick

  He kissed his way down her tummy to her furry snatch. "You don't have to worry about us blabbing to the neighbors, baby. Why would we want to ruin a good thing by making you mad at us?" He spread her legs and sank a finger deep into her cunt. "I don't know about Andy, but from now' on I plan on spending all my spare time fucking your sexy brains out."

  She moaned and rolled her hips. "That sounds wonderful," she breathed as she drifted off on the wings of yet another sensuous dream. "Just wonderful. I'm so glad we're going to be neighbors."

  CHAPTER TWO

  Fay gazed out the window at the house next door, as she was so in the habit of doing by now, and a wave of loneliness washed over her. The past few weeks had flown by in a happy blur of sex filled days and quiet nights, and any slight qualms she'd had about cheating on her husband had long since fallen by the wayside. He hadn't even noticed the change that had come over her. She was so much calmer and more even-tempered now' than she'd ever been before. But not today. Dan and Andy were gone, and they wouldn't be .back for two whole weeks. She hadn't realized she'd miss them so much.

  Maybe it wasn't really them she was missing, she thought with a sigh. Maybe it was all that wonderful attention they'd been lavishing on her.

  But whatever it was, she missed it!

  She trudged back to her bedroom, changed into a pair of jeans and silky red tank top, and wandered out to the garage. She might as well go for a ride or something. She sure as hell didn't feel like hanging around the house all day doing laundry or something.

  Damn! she thought as she drove across town. Why did she have to be so horny all the time? Why couldn't she be satisfied doing needlepoint or something instead?

  She glanced at her watch. It was almost noon and she was starving. She pulled into the parking lot at the little coffee shop out on the edge of town and went inside. The booths along the outside wall were all full. The only empty seats were at the counter. Not being used to going into restaurants alone, she was feeling terribly self-conscious as she walked over and sat down.

  A tall, attractive, red haired waitress asked her what she wanted. She ordered coffee and a hamburger. She drank a little bit of her coffee, then she turned and glanced curiously around the room. Her eyes fell on a boyish looking young man in the corner booth. He smiled and she quickly looked away again.

  Good Lord, she thought. She was acting like a nervous teenager. She'd better pull herself together and eat her lunch. If it ever came. What in the world was taking that waitress so long, anyway?

  Fay stole a glance around the corner at the kitchen. The redhead was just coming out, plate in hand. She set it on the counter, leaned toward Fay, and said in a conspiratorial whisper, "Joe wants to know if you'd like to sit in the booth with him and Sam."

  "What?" Fay looked up at her in surprise.

  Joe. That cute guy in the corner booth. Him and his friend want to buy you lunch," she explained in an amused voice.

  "Oh! IówellóI meanó" Fay glanced over at the man in question. He flashed her a sexy smile. She looked back up at the waitress. "But... why? I meanó"

  "Because he thinks you're cute, of course. Don't worry he's okay. He's a trucker. Works out of Bakersfield. He's in here at least once a week. I dated him myself a few times before I got married last fall. By the way, my name's Myrna. What's yours?"

  She smiled. Myrna's friendly, good-natured attitude was beginning to make her feel much more at ease. "It's Fay," she replied. "And I don't always act this scatterbrained. I'm just not used to beingóit's been a long time since I've had a guy try to pick me up. I've been out of circulation for a while. Sort of."

  Myrna gave her a knowing look. "Newly divorced?"

  "Not exactly. More like, newly liberated."

  She stole a glance at the corner booth. Joe and his friend certainly looked nice enough. Why not go sit with them? she thought, and a thrill of excitement coursed through her sensitive body. It would help ease the frustration of having Dan and Andy gone.

  She said with a smile, "If you're sure they're okay. I hate eating alone."

  "Yeah, I know what you mean. Grab your burger. I'll take you over there and introduce you. And don't worry, if you don't like them all you have to do is get up and leave. You don't owe them a thing."

  Myrna led Fay over to the booth.

  "Move over, fellas," Myrna ordered as she introduced them to Fay. "Give the lady some elbow room. She only came in here to eat lunch, and if you don't mind your manners that's all she'll be doing."

  Grinning up at her, Joe drawled, "Nice of you to join us, Fay. This is my friend Sam. Can I buy you a beer or something?"

  She seated herself next to him, at the very edge of the bench, and whispered, "No thanks. I've already got a cup of coffee."

  He chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't bite you." He drew a cross on his chest. "Scout's honor." She giggled nervously. "I'm sure you won't'. Myrna said you drive a truck. Are you both truck drivers?" she asked, casting Sam a curious smile.

  "Uh-huh. Sam is from Los Angeles. Do you live here in town?"

  She gave him a smile and a nod. She was really beginning to enjoy herself. The pair started telling trucking stories and before she knew it, lunch was over and they were walking her outside.

  "That's my rig over there," said Joe, pointing at a shiny, candy-apple red tractor with a long silver trailer attached. "Want to see the inside?" She told him she'd love to. He opened it up and lifted her into the cab. It was huge! She couldn't believe how much room there was on the inside. She peeked into the back, behind the seat. There was a full-sized bed back there!

  She looked over at Joe. He was staring down at her and she could see the hunger in his eyes. It sent a shiver racing up and down her spine.

  He glanced at the bed. "Want to crawl back there and try it out?" he asked in a husky murmur. Sam was right behind him. Her gaze traveled from one to the other. Why not? she thought, and that thought sent a thrill of excitement shooting through her sensitive cunt. Smiling, she crawled into the back of the cab.

  Joe kneeled down beside her on the bed. "I want to kiss your nipples, honey," he drawled softly. "Why don't you take off your blouse."

  She silently obeyed.

  He wrapped his hands around her tits and massaged them with his fingers. Then he locked his lips over a tiny nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He sucked on her nipples until he had her gasping with pleasure.

  "I want to kiss you all over, honey," he breathed in her ear. "Take off the rest of your clothes."

  She quickly kicked off her jeans and panties.

  He gave her long, hard kiss, exploring the sweet depths of her mouth with his tongue, and by the time he moved back down to her tits she was moaning softly and rubbing her body against his.

  He peeled off his own clothes. "You're so pretty," he murmured as he spread her thighs and gazed down at her exposed pussy.

  He ran his fingertips along her furry snatch, tracing the outline of her wrinkled cunt lips, and her moist inner walls pulsed anxiously.

  "You like to be touched, don't you, honey?" he breathed.

  She gave him a blissful sigh.

  He buried his face in her snatch and sucked her clit into his cool mouth.

  She squealed with delight and rolled her ass. "That feels so good." He lifted his head up out of her snatch. "Don't stop now," she pleaded. "You make me feel so good. Please don't stop."

  "I'll do it again, honey. But first I want you to make love to my dick." He teasingly waved his swollen cock in front of her face.

  She stared up at his big, stiff tool for a moment, then asked with a giggle, "What do you want me to do?"

  "Just kiss it all over. Sit up and wrap your hands around it and then put your lips on it. I want to watch those luscious lips of yours mold themselves around my prick."

  She grasped his meat in her hand and lowered her mouth toward it. "Go ahead, honey, it won't bite you," he urged in a husky whisper. "Put your lips on it."

  She touched her lips t
o its mushroom shaped tip and it almost jumped out of her hand. Giggling, she did it again. This time it did leap out of her grasp.

  "Hold on tighter," he said. "And put the end in your mouth so it can't twitch around like that. You have sucked on a cock before, haven't you?"

  She gazed dreamily up into his eyes. "Oh yes. I love sucking on a big fat cock."

  He grinned and brushed the hair back from her face. "After I eat your cunt and get it all hot and juicy inside I'm going to shove that big fat thing in it and fuck it. Now be a good girl and put my pecker in your mouth."

  She slipped her lips over the tip. "That's right. Now suck it," he groaned. She drew it deeper into her mouth and tickled it with her tongue. "Oh shit! Jesus that feels good. That's enough, honey. I don't want to shoot my load down your throat. I'll save that for later. I want to shoot it into your cunt this time. Lie down, now and I'll eat your pussy."

  She obediently laid back down and said with a sigh, "Your cock tastes so good. When can I suck it again?"

  "After I fuck you. I'll let you lick my pecker clean afterward."

  He spread her legs wide apart and buried his face in her soft fur once more. He licked his way all around it. from her tiny clit to her asshole, nearly driving her crazy with lust. She raised her hips into the air in an attempt to force him deeper into her oozing snatch. He crammed his tongue into her wet hole and she let out a loud shriek.

  "Fuck me," she cried. "For God's sake, please fuck me now. I can't stand it anymore."

  He tongue fucked her drooling cunt for a minute longer, then he went to work on her clit. When he had her moaning and whimpering and begging her to stop teasing her and fuck her, he pressed the tip of his rock-hard cock against her wet opening and said, "Okay, honey, I'm going to fuck you now. Are you ready?"

  "Oh yes." she gasped. "Push it in me. Now! I can't stand this any longer."

  He locked his mouth over hers and pressed forward. She closed her eyes. She felt so good. Little fingers of delight were dancing through her eager body, setting her on fire with need. She arched her back and ground her ass around in a circle.

  "That's the way," he crooned. "I can feel your juices flowing. Wiggle your ass for me."

  She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Kiss me again. I want to feel your tongue in my mouth while your cock fills up my cunt."

  "You like to fuck, don't you?" he whispered in her ear.

  She responded by throwing her ass against him and pressing her lips to his. He crammed his tongue onto her mouth and shoved his cock to the hilt inside her cunt. He fucked her with long, hard strokes. She whimpered and dug her fingers into his back.

  "Fuck me harder," she moaned when he freed her lips. "I need it so bad."

  "Sure thing, honey." He speeded up his screwing rhythm.

  She ground her ass around against his balls and threw her legs into the air.

  "Oh shit. That's so fucking good. Move your ass," he growled. "Move it. I sure like the way that feels."

  She was humping him as hard as she could. She was on the verge of coming. Her pussy walls were squeezing his cock as he rammed her and she could tell he was about to explode any second.

  "Come on, honey," he urged. "Wiggle your ass. I want you to come for me. I want to feel your cunt suck my prick when you come." He pinched her nipples and groaned, "Come on. Come for me. Do it now'."

  Her cunt promptly burst into spasms.

  "Oh shit! That's the way! Oh shit!" he bellowed, and he shot his cum deep into her spasming hole.

  Sighing contentedly, Fay wrapped her arms and legs around Joe's big body. "You were wonderful," she whispered from somewhere up on cloud nine. "Just wonderful."

  "You were pretty wonderful yourself," he told her. "Are you ready to suck on my cock again?"

  "I sure am," she said rather breathlessly. The thought of it was getting her all hot again. "Give it here and let me clean it up for you."

  He waved it in front of her face. She immediately sucked it into her mouth. She was slurping happily away on it when Sam peered in at them and asked, rather hoarsely, "What're you doing back there?"

  Joe said, "Jesus Christ. What in the hell does it look like we're doing? Take your clothes off and join the fun."

  Sam cast Fay a hungry look. She stopped slurping and smiled up at him through her mouthful of soggy prick.

  "Are you sure it's okay?" he asked hopefully.

  She nodded her head.

  He climbed onto the bed and planted himself between her legs. His cock was standing at rigid attention. He pressed the tip against her seeping opening and lunged forward, burying his swollen pole to the balls inside her with one mighty thrust.

  "Jesus Christ," Joe barked at him. "Take it easy, will you? We're trying to turn the lady on. not off."

  "Sorry about that," Sam groaned. "I just got so damned horny listening to you two fucking in here, I could hardly stand it. I thought I was going to have to go in my truck and jack off."

  He drew his cock back, then pressed forward again, slowly this time. He smiled down at her. "Jesus your cunt feels good. Do you like that?"

  She gave him another nod. Joe's cock was hard again, and it was filling up her mouth. Joe reached out and brushed the hair back from her face. "Suck it, honey," he growled. "I love watching my prick move back and forth in your mouth like that."

  Sam was fucking her cunt with long, easy strokes of his big cock. She moaned softly and rolled her hips. She felt so good. There couldn't be anything in the world as good as being fucked by two guys at the same time.

  Joe groaned, "That's great, honey. You're doing just great. I'm almost ready to come. Play with my balls."

  She wrapped a hand around his balls and gave them a squeeze.

  "Oh Jesus! That's great! Play with my asshole too."

  She moved her fingers along his musky crack to his tight asshole and teased it with her fingernail.

  "Oh shit!" He threw his head back and bellowed. "Oh yeah! Suck me, honey! Suck me!"

  She jabbed her fingers through his asshole, then all but swallowed his pulsing prick.

  "Oh! Oh! Holy shit, I'm going to come." He let out one more loud bellow and shot his cum down her waiting throat.

  Fay closed her eyes. She was grinding her ass around in time with Sam's steady fucking rhythm. She gulped down Joe's cum and automatically began licking his prick clean once more. He returned the favor by wrapping his hands around her tits and pinching her nipples between his fingers.

  "Oh yes," she moaned. "Play with my tits. And fuck me, Sam. Fuck me hard. It feels so good when you fuck me hard."

  Sam was about to hit the heights. He was hammering her without letup, his balls bouncing against her ass with each forward thrust. "I'll fuck you blind, baby," he growled. "I'm coming. I hope you're ready because I fucking can't hold off any fucking longer."

  "Oh yes!" she sobbed. "Oh yes. Come in me. Come in me now!"

  He rammed his cock to the hilt inside her and held it there until her cunt walls burst into spasms. He then unleashed his creamy load into her squeezing depths.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Fay yawned and stretched, gulped down the rest of her coffee, and wandered aimlessly out of the kitchen into the family room. Yesterday had been fun, but today was another matter entirely. Dan and Andy were still goneóor were they?

  She took another look at the house next door. The bedroom curtains were open. They'd been closed ever since the boys left. They must have come back early. She ran a comb through her hair and hurried over to see them.

  The man who answered her knock on the door was a total stranger. A very large stranger. He looked her up and down, his dark eyes studying her every curve, and she suddenly became painfully aware of how much those eyes could see through the flimsy material of her white cotton blouse.

  He smiled and said, "Well, good morning. And who might you be?"

  She could feel her cheeks getting hot. She tried to answer him but all she could do was stand there, frozen in place, starin
g up into his eyes. He was just about the biggest man she'd ever seen face to face. Six foot six at least, she thought. And what a body! His black tank top fit his muscular chest like a second skin and his jeans were bursting at the seams.

  My God, she thought. She couldn't just stand there gawking at him all day. She had to say something.

  She cleared her throat. "Is Dan here?" she asked. "I wanted to see him for a minute. I live next dooró"

  "Well come on in!" He grabbed her arm. and before she could protest he'd ushered her into the living room. "So you live next door. Danny never told me we had such a pretty neighbor. I'm Hank. Danny's father. What's your name?"