4 comments/ 97814 views/ 15 favorites The Adventures of Kathleen M. By: Just Plain Bob As told to Just Plain Bob by Kathleen M. This is the story of Kathleen M., a young housewife and mother who unexpectedly finds that she has a kinky side. Come join us as we follow Kathleen on her journey of discovery. +++++ Kathleen looked out the window of the eighteenth floor hotel room at the hustle and bustle going on in the alley below and wondered again why she and Rick were there in the hotel. It seemed like a silly expense. Granted, it was a special occasion - her thirty-first birthday AND their tenth anniversary - and they planned to spend the night drinking and dancing, but home was only twenty-five minutes away by commuter train so it wasn't as if they had to worry about driving under the influence. Oh well, it was what Rick wanted to do so why should she care. She turned and went to the bed and opened the garment bag she had carried to work with her in the morning. She took out the two cocktail dresses she had packed. She hadn't been able to make up her mind between the black and the red so she had packed them both. Taking them out of the bag and hanging them up she still couldn't make up her mind. She looked sexy as hell in both of them. Maybe she would let Rick decide. She unbuttoned the dress she was wearing and began to slip it off when something from the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned her head and saw a man standing at a window in the building across they alley and then she quickly looked away. He was no more than twenty-five or thirty feet away and instinctively she knew he was watching her. It had never occurred to her to close the drapes, not all the way up there on the eighteenth floor. She was just on the verge of going over and pulling them closed when something happened to her. A wild and crazy thought entered her head. She didn't know him and he didn't know her. "Dare I?" she wondered and even as she had the thought she knew she was going to do it. She stayed in full view of the man and slowly took off her dress and let it fall to the floor. She made a production out of getting out of her slip and letting it join the dress and she felt the heat building in her pussy as she got into stripping for the unknown man. Next the brassiere. She reached behind her and her fingers unhooked it and she let the straps slide down one arm at a time. She resisted the impulse to turn toward the man as the bra fell away from her breasts and instead stood still so he could see them in profile. They were still firm, even after two children, and they thrust out from her chest. The nipples were stiff from the excitement of what she was doing and she took them between the thumbs and forefingers of her hands and rolled them as she moaned and felt the heat flow to her pussy. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and then wiggled her ass as she shimmied out of them and they fell to puddle around her ankles. She stepped out of them and then did a slow turn to put her back to "The Watcher" - that is what he was to her now, 'The Watcher' - and then she spread her legs slightly and bent at the waist to pick up the clothes that she had dropped. She looked back between her legs and saw that he was still there and he had taken out his cock and he was stroking it. She shivered with the feeling of wickedness that coursed through her as she realized what she was doing to the man. As she put the clothes she had picked up on the dresser she noticed that the bed was in The Watcher's line of sight and she smiled an evil little smile as she decided to keep the show going. She lay down on the bed, spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy. She thought of The Watcher looking at her and she opened her legs wider as she slid one finger into herself. Did he see it slip in? Oh God, she felt so slutty lying there hoping that he could see her finger split her pussy lips. She added a second and then a third and began fingering herself. She could see him stroking his cock and she tried to match her hand speed to his. She rubbed her clit and moaned as she worked herself toward an orgasm. She strained to see if she could get a look at The Watcher's face, but shadows and window glare from the windowpanes prevented it. She had three fingers working and was so lost in the lust of the moment that she didn't hear the shower stop running. She felt someone get on the bed with her and she panicked. Oh Jesus, he had somehow rushed over and managed to get across the street and into her room. Her eyes snapped open and she saw Rick looking down at her and stroking his erection. She reached for it, took it in her hand and drew him toward her. She cried out so loud when her husband entered her that she was sure The Watcher heard her. She looked over Rick's shoulder and saw that The Watcher was still there and his hand was a blur on his cock and she had the quickest orgasm of her life. She had two more orgasms as Rick drove hard and deep into her, but she knew that Rick hadn't given them to her; they came because she was being watched by a man she didn't know who was masturbating because of her. Just after her third climax she glanced over Rick's shoulder and saw that The Watcher was gone. She felt the edge go out of her excitement and when Rick finished she wiggled out from under him and went into the bathroom to take her shower. As she used the hot soapy rag to wash her pussy she thought again of The Watcher and his fist beating his big, meaty cock and she pushed the rag into her pussy with two fingers and had another orgasm. +++++ She stood looking at the two cocktail dresses on their hangers and made her decision. She would go with the red. She was definitely feeling like The Lady in Red so the red dress would be appropriate. The red dress and no bra!!! She wondered what had gotten into her that afternoon. It was so unlike her to do what she did. Maybe so, but why did it turn her on so much? Exposing herself to another man and now here she was planning to go without a bra while knowing if she didn't watch her posture someone was going to get a good look at her breasts. She didn't understand the change that had come over her, but she did like the feeling - she liked the feeling a lot. The restaurant she and Rick were going to was just across the alley on the ground floor of the same building that The Watcher had been in. Would he be in the restaurant? Would he recognize her? If he did would he find some way to let her know? My God, what would she do if that happened. At the very last minute, while Rick was still in the bathroom she took off her panties. No bra and no panties, my God, what had she become. As she and Rick were shown to their table she felt as though every male eye in the place was on her. Was one of the men in the room The Watcher? She looked around the room, but did not notice that anyone was giving her undue attention and she felt a shred of disappointment. She wanted The Watcher to be there looking at her and remembering how he had masturbated while looking at her. God, what a rush it was to think that there might be a man in the room who had seen her naked; who had watched her play with her breasts and pussy and who had seen her take the hard cock of her husband. She had the menu open and was looking it over when the waiter brought the bottle of wine that Rick had ordered. She ignored the two men as they went through the silly ritual of sniffing the cork, rolling the wine in the glass and all the rest of that nonsense. Using the open menu as a shield to keep Rick from seeing what she was doing she leaned forward as if to read the small print on the bottom of the menu. Her dress gaped open across the bodice and her breasts were in full view for the waiter to appreciate, her nipples erect and screaming, "Touch me, touch me." From the corner of her eye she saw him looking down her dress as Rick played 'the wine game.' She wondered if she had given him an erection, but she dared not look. The waiter left, but he must have spread the word about what he saw because there was a constant stream of bus boys coming by to refill their water glasses. And every time they did if Rick's attention was elsewhere she would lean forward and give them a good look. She didn't know what she was doing to them, but she knew what she was doing to herself. Rick wouldn't know what hit him when they got back to the hotel room. She was hot enough to fuck him to death. +++++ Dinner over, they went to the lounge on the other side of the lobby and found a table close to the dance floor. The live band was pretty good and seemed to specialize in the music of the Sixties and Seventies, which is the sound that she and Rick preferred. As she sat down she allowed the dress to ride up and then she spread her legs and wondered if anyone could see her uncovered treasure. The next two hours went by as she and Rick drank and danced. The entire time she was aware of the male eyes on her and she constantly wondered if one of them was The Watcher. She was careful to hide it from Rick as she flashed her breasts every chance she got and when they were sitting she made sure that her dress was up and her legs were apart. She was hot! She was hot and ready to go back to the hotel room before she lost it right there in the lounge and tried to get Rick to take her on their table. But first she needed to hit the ladies room. After taking care of business she touched up her makeup and then took a good look at herself in the mirror. What she saw looking back at her was a woman who really needed to be made love to. Oh shit, she grinned at herself as she thought: "Tell it like it is. A woman who needs to be fucked and fucked hard." She set her clutch down on the counter and pulled her dress down to expose her breasts. She looked at her stiff nipples and then pulled on them with her fingers. "Oh God" she moaned and pulled her dress back up. She needed to get Rick back to their room NOW!!! As she left the restroom someone grabbed her and spun her so that her face was pressed against the wall. Strong arms held her in place and a voice said in her ear: "Enjoying yourself bitch? Get yourself off teasing people? You think I didn't know you saw me in the window? I know what you are. I've watched you all night flashing your tits and cunt," the voice said as she felt her dress being lifted and then fingers probing for her pussy. She moaned and then voluntarily or involuntarily - she never knew which - she spread her legs and he drove his fingers into her and she orgasmed. She actually orgasmed at his treatment of her. "This is the wrong time and the wrong place, but there will be a right time and a right place you little slut, and when that time comes I'll fuck you until you bleed." And then he was gone! She stood there, face to the wall, trembling, but not from fear. No, not from fear, it was from excitement. She shook it off and headed for the table to get Rick. They were going to the hotel room and they were going NOW even if she had to drag him. She was almost to the table when she realized that she didn't have her clutch purse. The Watcher must have taken it from her and she hadn't noticed. Oh sweet Jesus. The Watcher had her driver's license! He would know her name and where she lived and she was suddenly amazed when she realized that the idea not only didn't frighten her, but it made her pussy drip. She reached the table and told Rick that it was time to go and when he said, "Let's have one more drink and one more dance" she shocked him by saying, "No Rick, now! I need to be fucked and I need it right now!" She had never used the "F" word in front of him before and he sat there looking up at her, mouth open in amazement. She grabbed his sleeve and pulled at him. "Now Rick, now!" +++++ The elevator door had no sooner closed than she went to her knees in front of Rick and pulled his zipper down. "What the hell are you doing Kath? Cut that out" Rick cried as she reached in and took hold of his cock. She almost had it out when the car suddenly stopped at nine and an older couple started to get on. The woman took one look at Kathleen on her knees and snorted, "Well, I never!" as she grabbed the man with her and pulled him back off the elevator. Kathleen laughed and said: "That's probably true. I'll bet that she never." "What the hell has gotten into you Kathleen?" "It's what I'm trying to get into me lover. You!" She got Rick's cock out and managed to give it a few licks and a few quick sucks until she felt the car start to slow and then she quickly stood up. She almost giggled watching Rick frantically trying to stuff his erection back inside his trousers. The elevator stopped at eighteen and Kathleen drug her husband to their room and waited impatiently as Rick fumbled with the key. Once inside the little red dress hit the floor and she was pulling at Rick's belt. As Rick moved between her legs she looked over his shoulder and she thought she saw a shadow behind the window opposite. Was he there? Was he watching? God, she hoped so as she dug her nails into Rick's ass, pulled him to her and begged him to fuck her hard and make her cum. To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 02 Kathleen sat at her desk staring out the window and thinking about the last two weeks. First, there had been what had happened on the night she and her husband Rick had celebrated her birthday and their anniversary. She couldn't believe how she had acted and the thoughts she'd had that night. She had been stared at and lusted after by a whole room full of men and she had loved it. She left the restaurant a changed woman - a woman who wanted the attention of men and a woman who would do the things necessary to grab that attention. The next day on the train to work she noticed that the men in the car weren't paying her any attention even though she was a good looking woman and she finally figured out that the way she was dressed had a lot to do with it. Severely tailored business suit, hair up in an unbecoming bun and wearing 'sensible' shoes. The perfect look for a sixth grade school teacher, but not something that would make men want her. And Kathleen wanted them to want her - she needed them to want her - not that she would ever let one of them gave her. She loved Rick and she would never betray him, but that didn't mean that she couldn't tease a bit. As was their usual Saturday morning routine Rick had gone to his standing Saturday morning golf date and she used that morning to do her shopping. But that Saturday she had modified the routine. Instead of the sweats or jeans she usually wore that morning she left the house in a short skirt, low cut blouse and with no bra. She wore a sweatshirt over the blouse and wore tennis shoes, but carried a pair of "fuck me" pumps in a bag. She drove the kids to their dance lessons and dropped them off. Mellisa's mother would pick them up when she picked up Mellisa and drop them off for their swimming lessons. She would finish her shopping and then pick up her two and Mellisa and drop Mellisa off on the way home. She watched the kids go into the dance studio and then she headed for the Wal-Mart Super Center. In the Wal-Mart parking lot she removed the sweatshirt and tennis shoes and put on her heels. She checked her makeup in the visor mirror and then headed into the store. For the next hour she wandered up and down the aisles filling her shopping cart with items and filling trousers with hard ons. Any time a man was near she would bend at the waist to get something off the bottom shelf and let him see her free hanging breasts with their stone hard nipples. She would smile to herself when out of the corner of her eye she saw the man's pants 'tent' up. She had men following her through the store pretending to be shopping, but she knew they were looking at her and wanting her. She had purchased a half dozen pair of thong panties and while doing it she teased two of her admirers. She stood there holding a pair of the panties in front of her and contemplated them as the two men watched. She knew they were imagining seeing her wear them and the thought made her hot. She knew they not only wanted to see her wearing them, but they wanted to be the one to help her take them off and that thought made her even hotter. By the time she had picked the kids up and had gotten home she was as horny as a billy goat. When Rick came home from the golf course she had sent the kids out to play and then she had pulled Rick into the bedroom, pushed him back on the bed and went for his zipper. It had been a quick, no frills fuck. She hadn't even taken his pants off. She worked his cock out, sucked it until it was hard enough for her and then she had moved over him, pushed down on him as his hardness slid into her and then she had fucked him until he came. Along the way she'd had two orgasms of her own. When she dismounted and let him get up he had said: "I don't know what's come over you lately, but I think I like it. I like it a lot." She looked at him as his cum oozed out of her pussy and thought: "Oh no honey, I don't think you would like it at all." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sunday was a day for catching up around the house and she stayed so busy that she never once thought of what had happened on Wednesday night or on Saturday, at least not until three that afternoon. She was in the driveway helping Rick wash the car when she noticed a car coming down the street. It slowed when it reached her house and then speeded up after it had gone by. Ten minutes later she saw the same car coming down the street from the other direction and it did the same thing again. It slowed down as it reached her house and then speeded up after it went by. She couldn't see into the car because of the tinted windows, but she knew who it was and her pussy got damp as she realized that The Watcher had just let her know that he knew where she lived. Why knowing that caused her to become sexually aroused she had no idea, but aroused she was and once the kids were put to bed Rick never knew what hit him. As she had her third orgasm in her mind she imagined The Watcher watching them as he masturbated. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Monday on the way to work she sat on the commuter and looked around at the male passengers, who were again not paying her any mind, and she wondered about it. She was a good looking woman and the clothes she was wearing shouldn't have detracted from that. Were these men less manly than the men who had lusted for her the previous Wednesday and the ones who had followed her around Wal-Mart? What was wrong with them? That afternoon when she left her classroom and went into the teacher's lounge she found a package in her mailbox. It was addressed to her at the school and had no return address on it. No stamps, no FedEx or UPS labels, just a package wrapped in brown paper with her name on it. She opened it to find her clutch purse with her driver's license still inside. She felt the surge of heat in her belly - The Watcher knew where she worked! She set down at the table, her mind in a whirl as she remembered his promise: "There will be a right time and a right place you little slut and when that time comes I'll fuck you till you bleed." And now he knew not only where she lived, but also where she worked. She asked the girl behind the counter in the school office if she knew who delivered the package. "Just a guy who said he was with a messenger service." She put it out of her mind and hurried back to her classroom for her next class. Before she boarded the train to go home she went into the station restroom and opened up her suit jacket, rolled the waist band of her skirt up two turns to show a little more leg, and then closed the jacket. She would see if a little more leg got her a little more attention. As she left the restroom she saw male eyes on her and she wondered if one of the men was The Watcher. On the train she sat in a very unladylike manner. She had both feet firmly planted on the floor and her legs slightly spread. Over the top of the book she was pretending to read she saw two men opposite her straining to look up her skirt without trying to be obvious about it and it excited her. She wished she had shortened the skirt a little more. She was fired up when she got home, but she had to hold it in. She couldn't rush off to the bathroom and use her hairbrush handle because she needed to get dinner started. But Rick was going to be in for another long, hard night. As she peeled the potatoes she thought of how she could dress the next day. She needed to find that fine line between what would excite the men on the train and what would be acceptable wear at work. Or did she? Why not both? Yes, that is what she would do; she would do both. Rick left for work a half-hour before she did so he didn't see her as she left the house. She was wearing a short skirt, thong panties, a low cut blouse and she wasn't wearing a brassiere. The outfit was topped off (or bottomed off she giggled) with a pair of "come fuck me" high heels. If she didn't get their attention in that outfit then they were dead and just had not yet been buried. She carried the clothes she would wear to work in a garment bag and would change into them when she got off the train. It was everything that she hoped it would be. Men jockeyed for position to sit near her or across from her so they could look down her blouse or up her skirt. She smiled to herself as she saw all the tented trousers and knew that she had caused them. That morning set the pattern for the next week. The train was her stage and when on the train she let the world watch her as she tempted and teased. Every time she bent forward or leaned down her breasts were on display for all to see. When she sat down she let her skirt ride up and the men across from her strained to look up her skirt and catch a glimpse of her just barely covered clean shaven pussy. Her eyes met there's and she grinned knowing that every one of them wanted her and would fuck her in a heartbeat if they just got the chance. Every day on the train and at the station she looked from face to face to see if there was any indication that one of them might be The Watcher. He said that someday he would catch her alone and every time she thought of that whispered promise her pussy got wet. She knew she would never be unfaithful to Rick, but the fantasy was just so damned hot!!! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was a Tuesday morning and she was in the women's rest room changing clothes when her cell phone beeped. She took it out of her purse and looked at the display. It said, "Private number" and she wondered who it could be. She pushed the button and said: "Hello?" "Good morning slut" said the voice she never would forget. "Changing out of your slut clothes? Getting ready to go and pretend you are something you are not? You are a slut Kathleen and we both know it and one of these days you will be my slut. Like it or not Kathleen, you WILL be my slut" and he disconnected. At first she was alarmed that he had her cell number. Was there nothing about her that he didn't know? And then her body tingled at knowing that he was out there and that he wanted her. He wanted her as bad as the men on the train wanted her. She hurried into a stall and it took her less than a minute to get herself off with her fingers. As she left the bathroom she stopped and scanned the crowd looking for something, anything that might point out The Watcher. She saw nothing out of the ordinary and she hurried off to work. She wondered if her students got anything from her that day. Her mind was on The Watcher and how he seemed to know everything about her. She knew how he found out where she lived, but how had he found out her cell phone number, how had he found out where she worked? She remembered his form in the window as he jacked off his cock. The same cock he had promised that he was going to fuck her with. She knew he never would - she would never allow it - so why was her pussy always wet when she thought of him? Somehow she managed to get through the day and when she got on the train to go home there was something different. On a whim she had taken off her thong. Some lucky guy was going to get a full beaver shot on the train that evening. She hadn't been sitting there for a full minute before she noticed the man across from her staring up her skirt. She moved her legs just a little farther apart and he grinned at her. She grinned back and he responded by rubbing his bulge and that drew her eyes to it. My God, she thought, what did he have in there, a large summer sausage? She watched as he slowly unzipped and suddenly she knew what he was going to do. The tunnel was coming up and as soon as they entered it he was going to take out his cock. She sat there staring mesmerized at his hands as he got ready. The train drove into the darkness and something snapped in her and she got up and hurried over and sat down next to the man. He took one of her hands and put it on his cock and then he removed her hand. She knew she should let go of his cock and go back to her seat, but something kept her there and when the man's hand left hers she left her hand where it was and seconds later she was surprised to see that she was stroking his cock. She felt his hand on the back of her head and she didn't resist as he slowly pushed it down. She moaned and opened her mouth and he pushed upwards into it. Her body was on fire with the slutitshness of it. She had never done anything even remote like that before and she couldn't believe that she was doing it then. Her head was bobbing up and down and he was arching up and pushing his cock at the back of her throat as he moaned, "Yes, yes, yes." Out of the corner of her eye she saw the sliver of light that told her they were almost out of the dark tunnel. She went to lift her head, but the man moaned: "Please, oh God please, I'm so close." She clamped her lips tight around him and bobbed her head faster and he moaned, "Oh yes," as his cock erupted in her mouth. Two quick gulps and she lifted her head from his cock just as they roared out into the daylight. Fifteen male passengers watched as she wiped the trace of cum leaking from her lips with the back of her hand. She looked each one in the eye and grinned as she stood up to get off at her stop. As she stepped off the train she was thinking, "Oh God, was Rick going to be in for it that night. She was going to fuck him to death." That night for the first time in her married life Kathleen fell asleep sexually unsatisfied. Rick had, for the first time ever, said: "Enough Kath, enough. For God's sake woman, I'm only human." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She woke up and reached over for Rick. She may have gone to sleep unsatisfied, but she could start the day out right. But Rick wasn't there. She got out of bed and pulled on a robe and headed downstairs. Rick was in the kitchen making the coffee and he was already dressed. She wasn't going to get anywhere with him that morning. She got the kids up and then fixed breakfast. Rick kissed her goodbye and left for work and she fed the kids and got them out the door on time to meet the school bus. As she was getting herself ready for work she thought again of what had happened on the train. That wasn't her! None of what had been happening lately was the real her. She didn't know what had happened to cause her to be the way she was behaving. It had to stop! She needed to get control of herself. She selected the most sever looking business suit and the most unflattering pair of shoes she owned. Minimum make up and her hair up in an unbecoming bun and she was ready to go. She was ignored on the ride into town and she didn't see anyone look at her as she went from the station to the school, but she was barely inside the door when her cell phone beeped. She answered it and heard: "It's too late," said the voice that sent shivers down her spine. "You can dress down, but we both know that you are a slut. I'm out here slut, and I'll have my chance." She heard him disconnect and as she stood there looking at the phone in her hand she became aware of something. Her left hand was caressing a breast. Good God what was wrong with her. That evening on the train ride home she kept her eyes on the floor. She didn't want to look up and see if any of the faces present were some of the same faces that had watched her wipe the cum off of her mouth with the back of her hand. She especially didn't want to see the face of the man who had pushed her mouth down on his cock. She closed her eyes and forced her mind to concentrate on practical things. The new house should be completed within the month and she needed to make lists of what to do, what to keep, what to give away to Goodwill and what needed to be done to the house to help it sell. There had been a ton of walk throughs, but no offers and Carol, the real estate agent, had given her a list of things that people hadn't liked about the house. She had worked off most of what was on the list, but she still had a dozen or so items left to do. She felt someone settle on the seat next to her, but didn't think anything of it until arms went around her to hold her and hands grabbed her head. She opened her eyes to see that they had just entered the tunnel and then there was a man standing in front of her. She opened her mouth to demand to know what the man was doing, but as soon as she opened her mouth she had the answer - a cock was pushed into the open hole and as the hands held her head the man fucked her face. The man who had his arms around her was rubbing her tits and even through the jacket, the blouse, the slip and the bra she could feel her nipples harden. A hand slid up her skirt and fingers poked, probed and pushed at her pussy. She felt the crotch of her panties forced to the side and then fingers were pushing into her pussy. She moaned and spread her legs and surrendered her pussy to the hand. The cock in her mouth was pistonning fast trying to get off before the end of the tunnel and she moaned again and clamped her lips tight around the cock. A voice moaned, "Oh Jesus" and she felt his cum spill into her mouth. She gulped it down and then licked the cock as it was pulled out of her mouth. Suddenly the arms holding her released her and the hand was withdrawn from her pussy. She sat there with her eyes closed until her stop was called and then, with eyes still on the floor, she got up and moved to the door. As soon as she got home she stripped off her clothing and using the handle of her hairbrush she got herself off. She couldn't believe what had just happened to her. An unknown faceless man had fucked her mouth and as she moved the hairbrush faster she knew it would happen again and she also knew she wouldn't fight it. To be continued. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 03 It was a Saturday morning. Rick was out playing eighteen, the kids were at the pool for their swimming lessons and she had an hour before she needed to go pick them up. She had just gotten home from shopping at Wal-Mart and she was horny and hotter than hell. She had worn what she considered her "slut suit," short skirt, low cut blouse with no brassiere on under it and high heels. She got a hell of a kick out of slowly walking the aisles and generating hard dicks and knowing that every man who saw her wanted to fuck her. She wondered if the day would come when one of them would. She knew one who wanted to and who was determined to. At least she thought he did. She hadn't heard from The Watcher in three weeks. She was in her kitchen looking out her window at Billy who was busy cutting the grass in her backyard. Billy was the eighteen year old son of their next door neighbors and Rick had hired him to take care of the yard so Rick would be free to play golf on the weekends. She watched him as he moved back and forth across the yard dressed in only shorts. She wondered if he had boxers or briefs on under those shorts. It didn't seem fair that he could get away with walking around in only shorts. It didn't seem at all fair to her that men could walk around almost naked while women had to cover it all up. She grinned to herself as she thought, "Well, not all women. Some of us let a little of it hang out" as she remembered her train rides and her visits to Wal-Mart." She wondered again where her exhibitionist streak had suddenly come from as she wondered if Billy had ever seen naked beasts, ass or pussy. She wondered what Billy would do if she let him see her like The Watcher saw her. She got a warm and fuzzy feeling as she thought of letting the young lad see her goodies. What would he do? How would he act? She giggled as she realized that she knew exactly what he would do. He would find a private place where he could get rid of the hard on she had given him. Could she make it happen so she would be where she could watch him stroke himself? He was a good-looking boy and she wondered if he was still a virgin. Had he played with any of the young girls he knew? If she let him see her would she be his first naked woman? Oh my God, wouldn't that be a rush. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to make it happen. She wanted to expose herself to him. Oh my God she thought as she realized that the idea had her pussy dripping. She looked at her watch; she had enough time before she had to pick up the kids. She wouldn't let him see her nude that day, but she could tease him a little. That's what she would do, tease and escalate. A little that day, a little more the next time and even more the time after that. Make him want to see more. Make him sneak around, looking in windows, peeping to see if he could see more of her. All she would have to do was find things for him to do around the house and then 'carelessly' and 'accidentally' let him see more and more until she let him see her in all of her naked glory. No better time to start then right then. She hurried upstairs to her bedroom and dug through her drawers until she found just what she wanted. She undressed and put on the short skirt that she wore on the train and then put on the worn halter-top she had taken from the dresser. She leaned forward and got the effect she was looking for - her breasts were fully exposed. Next she took off her panties and sat down on the bed across from the dresser and looked in the dresser mirror as she moved around to find what position she needed to be sitting in for Billy to be able to see up the skirt and get a glimpse of her clean shaven pussy. She combed her hair, put on some fresh makeup and headed back down to the kitchen. She made a pitcher of lemonade and then went out to get Billy. He had finished the backyard and was doing the south side of the house when she walked up to him. He was a tall boy, at least four inches taller than she was and he had to look down when she was talking to him. He couldn't help but notice her breasts and she did notice his eyes widen a bit when she leaned a little forward and the loose halter top let her breasts float free. "It's hot out here Billy and I noticed that you are all sweaty. I've made some lemonade so come on in the house and take a break and cool off." She turned and headed for the back door and she could feel his eyes on her tight little ass so she put a little more wiggle into her walk. She had him sit at the kitchen table and then she poured him a glass of lemonade and bent forward at the waist to hand it to him. That gave him another chance to see her breasts. Did he notice how hard her nipples were, how they stuck out like stiff miniature erections? She took the chair on the side of the table rather than the seat across from him and sat down with legs wide to give him a chance to look up her skirt. She leaned forward, giving him another look at her breasts and then asked: "As a teacher I'm curious; what are your favorite classes in school." "Math and chemistry I guess. I like the lab work we do in chemistry." "How about science or biology? Don't you do lab work in those classes?" "Yeah, but it is yucky. Who wants to cut up frogs." "What about sports? You going to go out for any?" "I'm going out for football." His glass was empty and she leaned forward to take it from him. She grinned as she saw his eyes lock onto her exposed melons and saw the tent in his trousers. She yearned to reach out and touch it, but she didn't dare. As she refilled his glass she thought about the men on the train and giggled as she remembered what one of the men had whispered to her one night. "We are going to rename the tunnel for you love. It will be called Blow Job Alley." But what she had been doing with them over the last few weeks she couldn't do with Billy. The men on the train were grown adults while Billy was just a boy. She could tease, but she didn't dare touch. But she did want to see his young cock and she did want to expose her naked body to him so she would just have to find a way to make it happen. She was just getting ready to sit down again when the pone rang. She took the call and suddenly everything changed and there was a sense of urgency to make what she wanted to happen with Billy happen. Suddenly she had a limited window of opportunity. The phone call did give her another opportunity to tease Billy. She got up and sat on the kitchen counter while she talked and when Billy looked her way he could see straight up her skirt. He could see her pussy and she wondered if he could see how damp it was and would he know that his looking is what was making it damp? Was the lump in his trousers more pronounced? She thought it was and she shivered knowing that she had caused it. She really, really wished she could see his cock and maybe even touch it just once. When her phone call ended she slid off the counter, hung up the phone and then turned to see Billy getting up. "I need to get back to cutting the grass. I have to be done by eleven-thirty because I promised my dad I'd help him move some things. Thank you for the lemonade." "You're welcome Billy," she said as he went back outside. She watched him go and she was already planning the next time. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ When Rick got home she told him about the phone call. "We have an offer on the house. The couple that looked at it last Saturday have offered our asking price if we replace the cracked patio or get an estimate for having it done and subtract that much from what we want. Also, we need to finish working off that list of items she gave to us, that's part of the deal also. I told Carol I'd have you call her back on it." "Why didn't you just tell her to consider it a done deal?" "I did, but you have to call her and let her know which way you are going to go. You talked about doing it yourself, but if you don't and we use a contractor we need to have a time frame for him getting the job done. If we go the estimate route we need to get Carol the figure so she can get started on the paperwork. And, we have to start pushing to get the new house finished because our agreement with Carol is that we would be out within forty-five days of closing." "I'll go call her now." "Oh, and I need you to talk to Billy for me." "Why? What did he do?" "It's what I want him to do. I'm going to have to start packing and I'm going to need some help getting things down from the attic and up from the basement. See if you can hire him to help me." "Shouldn't be a problem. Kids his age are always looking for a way to make some spending money." "One of the items on the list that Carol gave us was cleaning up the ratty looking flower beds across the back of the yard. Can you get Billy to weed them?" "I'll have him do it tomorrow. I'm going to the boat show with Ted. You interested in going?" "No. I've some things I need to get done here. Things I have to do before we move. Ask Billy to check with me when he comes over. I might have some things I want moved." Sunday, as soon as Rick had left for the boat show she had gone to the bedroom to get ready for Billy. She put on her tightest T-shirt and the same skirt that she'd had on the day before. Again she went with no bra and no panties. With no bra her nipples poked the T-shirt and made sexy little pimples for anyone to see. She knew the pimples would be bigger by the time Billy arrived; the excitement she was feeling would see to that. They would be positively stiff. The doorbell rang and she looked through the spy hole and saw that it was Billy. She rubbed her nipples one more time and opened the door. She said, "Hi Billy" and watched as his eyes locked onto the peaks trying to poke through her T-shirt. "Come on sweetie," she said as she turned and walked away from him, "My list is in the kitchen." She knew his eyes were on her ass and she put some extra wiggle in her butt. In the kitchen she picked up her list and then 'accidentally' dropped it. Her back was to Billy and she bent at the waist to pick it up. Her short skirt rode up and at the very least Billy got a good look at her partially exposed buns. She picked up the paper and turned to face Billy and was gratified to see from the bulge in his trousers that she was having the desired effect. She looked at the list and then said: "The real estate people are bringing a couple by to look at the house so the first thing I'd like you to do is clean out those flower beds at the back of the yard. While you are doing that I'm going to take a shower. I've been working up in the attic and I'm all sweaty and yucky. By the time you get done with the flower beds I should be done and we can take a look at some of the other items on the list." She hurried upstairs and pulled the drapes open and pulled the blinds up on the window that looked out onto the back yard and then stood back out of sight until she saw Billy at the flower beds. She moved to the center of the window and presented herself in profile and as she did it she remembered the last time she had done it and felt an electric charge surge through her as she thought of The Watcher. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Billy and as soon as she saw him turn his head towards the house she threw her arms up and, as she had hoped, the sudden movement caught Billy's attention and he looked up at the window. She slowly pulled the T-shirt up over her head and arched her back just a touch to push her breasts out. She let the Tee fall to the floor and then she cupped her breasts with her hands and rubbed the nipples with her thumbs. Still in profile she raised her arms and ran her fingers through her hair. Billy hadn't moved. He stood there staring up at the window and she saw him rub the front of his trousers and she gloried in the knowledge that she had given him a hard on. Her knees were trembling as she moved away from the window and fell on the bed. As she attacked herself with her fingers she knew she had to find a way to let him see her totally nude. Looking up from the yard at the bedroom window would only allow him to see her from the waist up. If she were naked in the family room he could see all of her through the large glass patio door, but what reason could she have for walking around nude in the family room? Then again, did she really need a reason? No, she did not! So what if Billy figured out she was deliberately flashing him. That would make him look all that much harder. Yes! The next time he cut the grass she would prance around the family room naked for him. But that wouldn't be until next weekend and she didn't want to wait that long. What could she do between then and the next weekend? She was staring up at the ceiling trying to get herself off with her fingers when the idea came to her. It might work. It could happen. She put on a robe and hurried down to the basement. Rick had built a small locked closet where he kept his hunting rifles and shotguns. He had built it out of scrap lumber and a lot of the boards were warped so when he installed the pre-hung door he ended up with some gaps. He had never gotten around to finishing the installation by putting trim around the door when he sheet-rocked. She unlocked the closet and went inside and looked out through one of the gaps and saw that she could see almost half of the basement. It should work! There was a small ladder behind the furnace and she used it to stand on while she piled up a couple of boxes so the top ones were too high for her to reach without a ladder and then she put the ladder back behind the furnace. She went back up to the bedroom and stood where she could watch Billy work. When it looked like he was almost done she went back downstairs and called him into the kitchen. She was holding her robe closed with one hand and it was allowing the robe to show the upper slopes of her breasts and if she leaned just a bit forward Billy could see all of them including the nipples. When Billy came in she bustling around the kitchen and several times she moved by him and gave him a quick show. "I have something I need you to do for me in the basement," she said. "Come on down and I'll show you." She led him over to a pile of boxes and said, "When we move a lot of this will go out with the trash and some will be given to Goodwill. I can't reach those top boxes so I need for you to get them down for me so I can go through them. Then I will need you to carry the stuff I'm going to toss up to the garage. I'd like this one first." As she said that she reached up to point at one particular box and when she did she let go of the robe and it opened up. She saw Billy's eye go wide as he got the full front view of her body. He saw her breasts with the stiff, oh so stiff nipples, the flat tummy and the freshly shaven pussy before she said, "Oops, sorry about that" and closed her robe. "Can you do that for me as soon as you are done with the flower beds?" Billy said he could and then they walked back upstairs. She had noticed the hard lump in his pants and now all she could do was wait and hope. She watched Billy from the window and when she saw him put the tools back in the shed where the lawn mower was stored she hurried down to the basement and got into the closet. Five minutes later Billy came down and walked over to the pile of boxes. He looked at them for a few seconds and then walked back over to the stairs and looked up as if he were listening for something and then he went back to the boxes. Apparently satisfied that he would hear if anyone started down the steps he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Kathleen had a clear view of Billy from the closet and she caught her breath as she watched him pull on his cock. It was a nice looking cock and she wished she was out there in front of him on her knees and offering him her mouth, but he was only fifteen and she just did not dare. Her fingers went to her pussy as she watched him work his cock. She thought of all the cocks she had sucked on the train and she wondered what a young boy would taste like. God but she wanted so bad to find out. Billy was stroking himself hard and fast and Kathleen's fingers were plunging into her pussy and rubbing her clit and then she saw a rope of cum shoot out from the head of Billy's cock and fall to the floor. The sight of it set her off and she bit her lip to keep from screaming out as she had her own orgasm. She watched him milk the last drop from his cock and then he pulled a hankie out of his back pocket and wiped his cock off and put it away. He knelt down and used the hankie to wipe up what was on the floor and then he put the hankie back in his pocket. He took the three top boxes down and set them on the floor and then went up the stairs and she heard him go out into the garage. She came out of the closet and was headed for the stairs when something caught her eye. She went over and looked and saw that some of the cum that had spewed out of Billy's cock had hit one of the boxes. She reached out and scooped it up with her finger and brought it up to her nose and sniffed it. It didn't smell any different than Rick's and without even thinking she put her finger in her mouth and sucked it clean and then she suddenly realized what she had just done and she moaned and then rushed up to her bedroom. She was lying on the bed and using the hairbrush to fill her aching pussy when the phone rang. "Hello?" "Hello slut," said the unmistakable voice of The Watcher, "Have you missed me? I was out of town for a bit, but I'm back and still looking for my chance. I won't join the line for the tunnel because I going to take your cunt and your ass. Soon slut, I'm going to have you soon." He disconnected and she dropped the phone on the bed, moaned "Oh God, he knows about the train. Is there anything about me he doesn't know?" and went to work with the hairbrush. To be continued. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 04 Kathleen went over the list of things she had to get done with an eye to those items where there was a possibility of being able to expose herself to Billy. She had no idea why she got such a rush from letting the boy see her, she just knew that it turned her on and she loved that turned on feeling. The item she was giving the most consideration to was the wall between the upstairs bathroom and the kid's bedroom. The kids at one time had done a number on the wall with crayons and finger paint. She had scrubbed and scrubbed the wall, but had never gotten it totally clean so it was going to have to be painted. Her bedroom door was just opposite the wall and if she had Billy paint the wall she could be in the bedroom with the door opened just a crack and give Billy a show. The wall would need two coats of paint and that meant she could tease him for hours. But she was running out of time. She needed to get it done soon. She put the list down and got ready to go to work. Sever cut business suit and shoes with a two-inch heel. Hair up in an unbecoming bun and almost no make up. A last minute smile as she put her underpants in her purse and then she left the house. There had been a change over the last week. It was almost as if the men who rode the train with her every day knew that she would be moving soon and wouldn't be taking that train anymore. Three days ago, for the first time, the men had moved in on her on the morning ride and she had given her first west to east blow job as they went through the tunnel. It was as if there was a sense of urgency on the part of the male riders in her car to get as much as they could in the time remaining. Now she had a cock pushed in her mouth going to work AND coming home. Other than the very first one she had done she didn't know who was using her. She had no idea if every man in the car had pushed his meat in her mouth or if some turned away in disgust. She kept her eyes on the floor when she entered the car and closed them and kept them closed after she was seated. And she smiled at the thought that there ALWAYS was a seat for her. She could tell when they got close to the tunnel because the men on either side of her would move closer and she would sense someone moving in front of her. Her ears heard the sound of the zipper and it was like Pavlov's bell, the sound made her mouth open and seconds later it was filled with cock. Hands went up her legs and she spread them wide to let the fingers find her pussy and then she was finger fucked as she sucked off the unknown man. Sometimes the man shot off a blast of cum down her throat and sometimes he didn't get off, but the unwritten and unspoken rule was that the cock had to be put away before the train surged out of the tunnel bore. Her eyes stayed closed until her stop was called and then, eyes to the floor, she got up and left. That morning had been like the prior three days. The man hadn't gotten off, but the fingers working in her pussy had gotten her off. There would be no east to west blow job that night because Rick was going to meet her after school and they were going to a cocktail party put on by one of Rick's customers. She kept several changes of clothes in a locker in the girls locker room and when she got to school she changed into something a little nicer than her sever "cock sucking suit." She touched up her make up in the mirror and headed for her classroom and sat down at her desk just as the bell rang. Students came into the classroom and took their assigned seats and her work day began. She looked out over the classroom and thought of how much she disliked her first hour. The class was eighty percent female and she got no enjoyment out of teasing girls. Her second and third hours weren't much better. Her favorite class of the day was her fourth hour - seventy-five percent boys. Plus she had an hour break between her fourth hour and her last class of the day and when the 'mood' struck her she would ask one of the boys who didn't have a class the next hour to help her 'do some things'. If the boy were at all observant she would see to it he got an eye full. She was looking forward to the afternoon and she had already picked out the lucky boy and was making plans when Becky from the front office came and got her. "You have a call in the office." She followed Becky back to the office and Becky told her that the call was on line three. "Hello?" "Hello slut. Just wanted you to know that I haven't forgotten you. Make sure your cell phone battery is charged. I'll be calling you tonight." Her plans for the day were shot. She could barely concentrate on her classes as she wondered about The Watcher's call and why he would be calling her that night. ++++++ She caught a cab to the address Rick had given her. It was a hotel and the cocktail party was being held in one of the ballrooms on the basement level. There were some people there she knew, people who worked with Rick and who she had met at his company Christmas parties and other cocktail parties. She and Rick circulated and socialized and she was introduced to a half a hundred people who she promptly forgot since she knew she would never see them again. She had been at the party for an hour and a half when she heard her cell phone beep. She knew who it was before she even took the phone out of her purse. She looked at the display and it read "Private call." She just wouldn't answer it. She would not play his sick games; she just would not take the call. But as the phone continued to beep she felt her pussy dampen and with a sharp little cry of what was probably despair she pushed the button and said: "Hello?" "Good evening slut, are you ready?" "Ready? Ready for what?" "You know what you little cock-sucking whore. Go to the elevator and take it to the fourth floor." "Why?" "Because I will be waiting for you slut. It is going to happen. You and I both know it will happen, so let's get it over with. Take the elevator to the fourth floor. Do it now slut." He disconnected and she stood there looking at the phone in her hand. He was there! He was there in the building and somehow he had known that she would be there at the cocktail party. Who was he? How did he know so much about her? The answer of course was on the fourth floor. She glanced around the room and saw Rick in conversation with a couple of men. She dropped her cell phone in her purse and walked over to the doorway to the ballroom. Just opposite was the bank of four elevators, any one of which could take her to the fourth floor, take her to the answers to her questions. Her pussy tingled, she could tell that her nipples were stiff inside her bra and in her minds eye she could see the form in the window across the alley with his hand on his cock as he watched Rick fuck her on the hotel bed. So simple, just walk the twenty-five feet and push the button. She remembered his hot breath on her neck and the way his fingers felt in her pussy and she shivered when she remembered the way he had called her "slut." She had just taken her first step toward the elevators when from behind her she heard: "There you are. Are you ready to go?" She turned and saw Rick walking toward her. She cast a glance at the elevators and then said: "Yes dear, I'm ready if you are." On the way home she told Rick, "There is no school tomorrow and I've already asked Billy to help me around the house. Do you have anything you need done?" "No. Just clear Carol's list is all I can think of. I've decided to go the estimate route on the patio. I have a contractor coming to give me a bid on it Saturday. I should be home from the golf course before he gets there. What are you going to do to morrow? "Move some things from the attic out into the garage and sort through them and have Billy paint the wall between the bathroom and the kids room." She slid over next to Rick and her hand went to his fly. She pulled down his zipper and worked his cock out and then bent her head to take it in her mouth. She almost giggled at the thought that she was giving out her going home blow job after all. ++++++ She had the area taped off and a plastic drop cloth covering the floor when Billy got there. She was wearing a pair of cut-off jean shorts that were cut so short that her pussy hairs would have stuck out had she not been clean shaven. With the shorts she wore a very loose halter top and she wasn't wearing a bra. Billy would definitely get an eyeful that day and that would just be BEFORE she took her shower. When the doorbell rang she ran to open the door and let Billy in. She gave him a big smile and a big surprise when she took his arm and practically pulled him into the house. She pulled him to her and gave him a tight hug. She pressed her breasts into his chest and hoped that he could feel her rock hard nipples and then she pulled back and kissed him on the cheek. "I just want to thank you honey. I really do appreciate all the help you are giving me. Let me grab my list and we can get started." They spent the next hour moving things from the attic and the basement out into the garage and then she showed him where the paint and brushes were and took him upstairs and pointed out the area she wanted painted. "While you paint the wall I'm going to take a quick shower." She went into her bedroom while Billy went back out to the garage to get the paint. She very carefully left the door open so that there was about a two inch gap between the door and the door jamb and then she went to the middle of the room and looked back at the gap. If Billy could see as much looking in as she could see looking out he was in for the tease of his young life. She took a quick shower and when she came out she could see him setting up to paint. She walked out to the center of the room and stood there, in profile, as she used a towel to dry off her body. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him standing there, still as a statue, as he looked through the gap at her. Moreover, she could see him rubbing the lump in his pants. She thought back to the day she had watched him jack off and she wondered how she could arrange to see him do it again. Her body dry she went to work toweling her hair. Standing there with her arms up as she toweled her head she knew that her breasts were thrust out and she could feel his eyes devouring her. She tossed the towel aside and walked over to the dresser and got the body lotion. Moving around as if she was totally unaware that the door was open she opened the lotion bottle and then started rubbing lotion on her body. First her arms. Slowly, taking her time, she did one arm and then the other. A glance out of the corner of her eye showed Billy rooted in place and staring through the gap between the door and the doorframe. Her arms done she started on her upper body, paying particular attention to her breasts as she slowly rubbed the lotion on. She cupped her breasts in her hands and tweaked the nipples and then moved down to her belly. Another corner of the eye glance showed that Billy hadn't moved an inch from where he was standing when she started. She caught her breath as she saw he had taken his cock out and was slowly stroking it. She needed to move so she could see without him knowing. She turned her back to him, spread her legs and bent at the waist to rub lotion on the backs and fronts of her legs. She looked back through her spread legs and she could see him working his cock. "Oh my God" she thought, "This is so hot" as she ran her fingers through her pussy lips as she moved her hand to spread lotion on the cheeks of her ass. She closed her eyes as her fingers stroked her pussy and imagined herself on the train going into the tunnel with Billy standing in front of her. The thought sent shivers through her body. She heard a sound and opened her eyes and saw that Billy was no longer in the hall watching. The door was wide open and Billy was in the room and coming toward her. No!!! This was not the way it was suppose to happen. She needed to get up and run into the bathroom and lock the door behind her. He moved toward her, but she could not make herself move. She looked back through her legs and saw his hands reach for her. She felt him grab her hips and the, "No Billy, don't" died in her throat as she felt the head of the young boys cock push at her pussy and she let out a long, low moan as his cock slid into her already hot and dripping pussy. He pushed into her a half dozen times and she felt him spurt. "No," she moaned, "No, not yet" but it was too late because he already had. She turned and went to her knees in front of the boy and took his cock in her mouth. "I'll get you back" she moaned as her lips locked around him, "I'll get you back". She had him hard in no time and she stood up and pulled him over to the bed. She got on her knees and moaned, "Hurry honey, hurry" and was almost instantly rewarded as Billy's hard cock lanced into her. She was naked and he still had all of his clothes on, but she didn't care. All she cared about was the stiff dick plowing her pussy. She urged him on, begging him to fuck her harder, to make her cum, and he plowed away at her. She did have one orgasm before he came and when he did she pushed him off of her, spun around and went after his cock with her mouth again. It took a little longer to get him back up that time, but as soon as he was hard she mounted him and fucked him again. She was lying there and folding him while he sucked on her breast and she said: "You know that no one can ever know about this right?" "Yes ma'am." "I'm serious Billy, no one, not even your best buddy can ever know. If word gets out it could get back to my husband and he would put a stop to it. He would probably throw me out of the house. We don't want that do we? We wouldn't be able to do it anymore and you do want to do it some more don't you?" "Yes ma'am." "Go paint the wall honey. I'll wait here for you." He got off the bed and rushed out to do the wall and through the open door she watched him as she fingered herself. She had to keep it warm for him, didn't she? She fingered her pussy as she watched Billy through the open door. He looked so cute as she watched his naked body move back and forth as he moved from one end of the wall to the other. He kept glancing in at her lying on the bed, fingers busy in her pussy, and she could see his erect cock bobbing as he walked. Twice he had put the brush down and headed for the bed, but both times she had stopped him and had told him not until he had the first coat on the wall. As she watched Billy work she wondered at the changes that had come over her since that night in the hotel room. She had never teased anyone before in her life. She had never felt any need to exhibit herself before then either. She damned sure never thought of giving head to faceless strangers on a train. She never had intended to cheat on Rick either. The thing with Billy was never supposed to be anything but teasing and exhibitionism. She still didn't understand why she hadn't run for the bathroom and locked herself in or why she was lying on the bed eagerly waiting for him to finish putting the first coat on the wall. And what about her mystery man, The Watcher. Would she really have taken the elevator to the fourth floor if Rick hadn't come along when he did? She broke off her thoughts as Billy came into the room. "The first coat is on." "Then come over here and get paid for it honey" she said as she opened her arms and legs to accept him. ++++++ She dressed and sent him back to the wall to apply the second coat and then she went out into the garage and began going through boxes and sorting out what she was going to keep and what she was going to throw away. She was bent over a box when Billy came up behind her and put his hands on her hips. She looked at her watch and saw that they had time and said: "Go ahead baby. If you really want it go ahead and pull down my shorts and give it to me." He took her from behind as she bent over the box and after giving her two orgasms he came. She turned, hugged him and kissed him and then said: "Rick leaves for golf at seven. If you get here early enough we can work some items off my list and maybe find some time to play. Would you like that?" The smile on his face was all the answer she needed. He hadn't been gone five minutes when the phone rang. "Hello?" "I saw you slut. I saw you start for the elevator. There will be another time and you know it. When I call you will come and you know that too" and he hung up. Would she? Would she really go to him if he called and told her to? She remembered her first hesitant step toward the elevator that night and she shivered as her pussy started to tingle. ++++++ Kathleen wondered if she should see a shrink. There had to be a reason for the turn her life had taken, but even if she sought out professional help would she be able to tell a stranger what she had been doing? Could she tell anyone - even a mental health professional - how big a slut she had turned into? She doubted it. She looked back at the past week and wondered how someone would take a description of it. On Monday she sucked off two nameless, faceless men on a train and once at school she managed to flash a couple of different boy; giving one a nice look down her blouse and the other a pretty good look up her skirt. One Tuesday, Rick's bowling night, she and Billy moved a half dozen boxes from the basement to the garage and then they had fucked for two solid hours and earlier in the day she had given out her two train blow jobs. On Wednesday she rode into the city with Rick so she only gave out the one blow job on the way home. She was able to tease a few boys and then just before she'd left work Rick had called her and told he would be working late so she had called Billy as soon as she got home. She didn't waste anytime on the list, just pulled him into the bedroom where the two of them spent the next two hours fucking. Thursday and Friday were a repeat of sucking cocks on the train and teasing boys at school. And then there was Saturday. How could she ever explain Saturday to anyone? There were several really heavy items in the basement that needed to be moved up into the garage and Billy had brought his eighteen year old friend Todd along to help. She had been disappointed because she had planned on some play time with Billy, but with Todd there she had to behave. When they were done and getting ready to leave she had called Billy back into the house for a moment. Billy told Todd to wait a minute, that he would be right back, and then he had followed her into the dining room. She had sat him down on a chair. "We don't have time to do what I want to do honey," she had said as she pulled down his zipper, "But I can give you a quick blow job." Her head was bouncing up and down on Billy's cock when Todd walked into the room. He had gotten tired of waiting and had come back in the house to ask Billy how much longer they were going to be there. He took one look at what was going on and had seen her gulping Billy's cum down and he had taken out his cock, walked over to her and put it in her face. She hadn't even hesitated - she had leaned forward and had taken him in her mouth. Five minutes later she was on her knees on her bed with an eighteen year old in her mouth while a eighteen year old was getting rid of his virginity in her from behind. How in the hell could she tell anybody, even a shrink, about something like that? She knew she was out of control and that she needed to do something to get her life back on track. The move to the new house would be the first step in getting straightened out. The new house would take her away from Billy and her commute would be different so that would eliminate the train rides. She would satisfy her urges by teasing the boys in her class and fucking Rick's brains out. She didn't think either would complain. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 04 To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 05 The next several weeks were busy ones for Kathleen as she spent her days in the classroom and her evenings and weekends getting ready to move. Anyone observing her during that period would think she was organized, well ordered and efficient, but she wasn't 'well ordered' at all. Her life was anything but. In the last few months she had unleashed something that she had never known she had inside her. One hour in an eighteenth floor hotel room with the drapes open had let loose a sexual being she had never been aware of. From loving wife and prim and proper school teacher to slut in one hour and she didn't understand where it came from. She didn't understand it, but someone did. He had looked at her from a distance of thirty feet and had immediately known she was a slut and four hours later he had pinned her to a wall, shoved his fingers into her pussy and had told her that when the time came he was going to fuck her until she bled. At the time she didn't know of The Thing that was inside her, but she knew it now. She was still a loving wife, but the prim and proper schoolteacher was long gone. She now knew that that a loving wife could also be a cheating wife. She had taken other cocks into her body, but it hadn't decreased her love for her husband. All her cheating had done was increase the sexual aspect of her love for Rick. She was constantly horny and pulling him into the bedroom. He had wondered where the "new sexual Kathleen" had come from and she had told him she had switched the brand of her birth control pills and it had changed her hormonal balance. The prim and proper schoolteacher had disappeared in a dark tunnel one day. She had gone into that tunnel a confused woman who didn't understand what she was doing and she had come out of that tunnel into the light of day a slut. What else could you call a thirty-three year old woman who daily sucked off faceless strangers on a train and who had two teenaged boys as lovers? No, her life was anything but well ordered. Her days were spent sucking off strangers on a train and teasing the male students in her classes. On Tuesday nights as Rick rolled his bowling ball down the lane at the bowling alley she was rolling the balls of her two teenaged lovers in her hand as she sucked them off and they used their youthful exuberance to fuck her senseless. On Saturday morning while Rick was lining up his putt to push the ball into the hole her two teenage studs were pushing their cocks into her holes. +++++ She and Rick had timed their move to coincide with the start of her spring break. She had mixed emotions as she looked toward the move. She was eager to be in the new house, but moving would take her away from Billy and Todd. The new house would also put and end to her train rides and the slut in her would really miss those trips through the tunnel. There was something terribly erotic and exciting about taking the cock of an unknown and faceless stranger in her mouth. Why she had done it the first time and why she had let it continue she didn't understand any more than she understood why the men did it since two-thirds of them were never able to get off before the trip through the tunnel was over. She looked at her watch and saw that it was almost eight. The kids were over at Rick's moms for the weekend so she didn't have to worry about them getting in the way. Rick had borrowed his cousin's twenty-four foot enclosed Haulmark trailer and pick up truck and they were parked in the driveway already hooked up and ready to go. They had been loading boxes into the trailer all week and Billy and Todd were supposed to be there at eight to help her load a few more boxes and then they were going to go over to the new house with her and unload the trailer. By the time they got back Rick would be home from playing golf and he and the two boys would begin loading the furniture. She sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee while waiting for the boys and as she waited she thought about her last week on the train. Monday and Tuesday were typical, but Wednesday morning she had changed the game. She still kept her eyes on the floor and closed them when she sat down, but Wednesday when she heard the zipper go down she reached for the zippers of the two men sitting next to her and got their cocks out. She stroked them while the man in her mouth fucked her face. She did the same thing going home that night and again going to work and coming home on Thursday. Friday morning she changed the game again. As soon as the man on the right had his cock out she stood up, pulled her skirt to her waist and sat down on the man's cock. It was so wicked, erotic and exciting that she came as the cock lanced upwards inside her. She bounced up and down on it as she sucked on the man standing in front of her. When the man she was sucking started to pull back from her she got off of the man whose cock she was riding and sat back down on her seat. She had been so hot thinking about her morning train ride that it had been hard to concentrate on her classes. But if she had surprised them that morning, that night she had blown them away. They didn't know that she was riding the train for the last time and their jaws dropped as she strutted down the aisle to take her seat. She looked like a two-dollar whore in a short skirt, low cut blouse and five-inch "fuck me" heels. She had no bra or panties and when she sat down her skirt had ridden up and she had spread her legs wide so that anyone who wanted could take a look at her pussy. She did not keep her eyes on the floor nor did she close them. She looked around at the men and let her glance linger on each one for a second or two as she wondered if he had been one of the ones to enjoy the use of her mouth. The tunnel was coming up and the men on either side of her moved closer. She had liked the looks of the man sitting on her left so she reached for his zipper and was groping for his cock before they even got to the tunnel. Just before they entered the tunnel, while it was still light enough for everyone to see she stood up, turned and bent at the waist and spread her legs wide. With her hands on his thighs for support she lowered her head, swallowed his cock, and her head started bobbing up and down as she waited to see if anyone would accept her open invitation. She smiled as she heard the zipper and just as the train entered the tunnel she felt the hard cock enter her pussy. Before the train came out of the tunnel she came, the man in her mouth came, but the man fucking her hadn't. "Finish it" she moaned and she held her position as the train shot out of the darkness into the light. "Finish it, cum in me, give me a baby" she hissed. She looked around the car and saw all eyes on her as the man behind her stabbed himself into her in a frantic effort to get himself off. Jesus, it had been just so hot and slutty as she had looked from man to man as her fucker groaned and she felt the hot wetness fill her. The man pulled out and she stood up and turned to face him and kissed him and forced her tongue into his mouth. "Hopefully you just knocked me up" she told him even though she knew that it was impossible for him to have done so. Her stop was called and she pushed her skirt down and strutted over to the door leaving them all wondering if they would be the lucky one to fuck her next. They would think of her all weekend, but they would never see her again. She was hot enough to melt when she got home. Poor Rick never knew what hit him when he walked in the door. Luckily his parents had picked up the kids from school to keep them for the weekend so she didn't have to hold back. She was surprised he had enough strength left to get out of bed that morning. She heard the doorbell and got up to let the boys in. +++++ She was driving the pick up and Todd and Billy were on the seat next to her with Billy in the middle. She was wondering if they could get the trailer unloaded in time to get back to the old house in time to have some fun when Billy reached over and tugged on the zipper of her jeans. She pushed his hand away and said: "Behave yourself young man, we can't be doing anything in public." She smiled when she said it because she knew full well that if he was driving she would have had his cock in her mouth by then. That was another change in her since the night in the hotel room. Before that night she had always been lukewarm about oral sex and when she had sucked Rick she had never let him cum in her mouth. Now it seemed like cocks were a magnet for her mouth and she must have swallowed a gallon of sperm in the last two months. She was just sorry that none of it had been Rick's. She would eventually swallow his, but first she had to get him used to her new oral talent. She hadn't dared go from one partial blow job every two or three months to sucking on him every time they made love, from never letting him cum in her mouth to swallowing every drop. Rick was not a stupid man and he would wonder about the sudden change and she didn't need that. She was bringing him along slowly. He was getting more head now than he had ever gotten before, but she still hadn't swallowed any of his cum. She had set the stage the last two times they had made love. She had let him cum in her mouth and she had swished it around a bit before spitting it out. She would swallow him the first time they made love in the new house and then tell him she did it to make their first time in the new house special. And of course once started there would be no reason to stop. She heard a zipper and she looked over to see Billy pull out his cock. He stroked it a couple of times and then took hold of her right wrist and pulled her hand down to his cock. She wrapped her hand around it and jacked it a couple of times before taking her hand away. "Put it away Billy. Not in public and not in broad daylight. I'll take care of your problem later, I promise." +++++ It had taken them an hour and a half to unload the trailer and when they were done she went into the kitchen ands was washing her hands at the kitchen sink when Billy came up behind her and reached around and cupped her tits in his hands. She felt his erection pushing against her butt and she decided not to wait until they returned to the old house. There was no bed but she thought back to the day before when she had been taken from behind while standing up. "Pull my jeans down Billy" she said, "Hurry baby, I need it." The youngster wasted no time in getting her jeans and the thong she was wearing off her. She bent over the sink, spread her legs and waited for Billy to shove his hard cock into her. She moaned as his dick slid into her hot, wet hole and she hissed: "Oh yeah lover, fuck mommy, fuck me hard." Todd walked in and saw what was going on and he said, "Cool" and stripped off his jeans and boxers. He jumped up on the counter and said to Billy: "Move her on down here so she can suck my cock while you fuck her." Without removing his cock Billy shuffled the two of them sideways until she was in front of Todd. His cock was jutting up out of his lap and she lowered her head and started licking it. Billy fucked her hard while she braced herself with her hands against the counter top and her head bobbed up and down on Todd. Todd came first and she swallowed his offering and kept on sucking on him. He was just starting to grow again when Billy grunted and she felt him cum. Todd took his fresh hard on and moved behind her while Billy got up on the counter and pulled her head down to his slimy dick. Todd drove into her and she started licking, kissing and sucking Billy's limp meat. Through the window she could see into the neighbor's backyard and she saw the two young brothers doing yard work. The tallest one glanced her way and then said something to his brother and his brother also looked in her general direction. Did they know? Could they see what she was doing? Oh God, that would be so hot! Not even knowing them, but them already knowing that their new neighbor was a slut. She was tempted to wave at them just to see if they would wave back. The thought that they might be seeing their new neighbor being fucked by boys no older than themselves inflamed her. "Fuck me honey, fuck me" she moaned as Todd banged away at her. "Push your cock deep baby, make me cum." It took him almost five minutes to bust his nut and then he swapped places with Billy again. Billy moved behind her and pushed his hard cock at her asshole. She usually didn't care for anal sex, but she was hot, so very, very hot and she doubted that she would ever fuck Billy again. She grabbed the bottle of Dawn dishwashing liquid and handed it to Billy. "If you are going to do me there honey use this and your fingers to loosen me up real good" and then she went back to working on Todd's cock while Billy worked on her butt hole. Through the window she saw that the two boys in the backyard next door kept looking over at her house and the more she thought about it the more she thought they just might be able to see what was going on in her kitchen. Billy had three fingers in her butt by then and she was moaning around Todd's cock. She took her mouth off Todd long enough to tell Billy to soap up his cock real good and then went back to kissing, licking and sucking on Todd's root. She gasped as Billy pushed his cock into her butt and her eyes teared a bit from the initial pain, but she knew from experience that the pain would soon turn to pleasure and all she had to do was endure it and the discomfort for a minute or two. "Slow down and go easy lover; don't go too fast and hurt momma" she told her young lover and then went back to work on Todd. In minutes the pain faded and she started pushing back at Billy and when she did he started fucking her tight little tush just a little faster. Todd pushed himself off the counter and started sucking on her left breast. She was hot, oh God was she hot. Todd sucking on her breast, Billy pounding into her ass and the neighbor boys knowing - she just KNEW that they knew - that she was being fucked in her kitchen. She had to know! She couldn't leave the house without knowing so she raised her right hand and gave a little wave. For seconds nothing happened and THEN BOTH OF THEM WAVED BACK! Oh my God! They DID know! They knew that their new neighbor was a slut for teenage cock! That thought blew her mind and she had a shattering orgasm. She stood there leaning against the counter, body spasming, and she barely noticed when Todd pulled her down to the floor and on top of him. Billy's cock pulled out of her ass as she was on the way down and when Todd pulled her on top of him he pushed his cock up into her pussy. Billy put a hand in the middle of her back and pushed her down so she was lying on Todd's chest and then he pushed his dick back into her ass. She screamed and cried out: "Oh fuck yeah! Oh my God yes, yes yes. Fuck me you animals, fuck me. I'm your whore! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." The two boys soon worked out a rhythm and she cried, yelled and screamed as they fucked her. She was just on the edge of another orgasm when she looked up and saw the two boys from next door looking in the window at her. Oh my God! An eighteen year old in her pussy, an eighteen year old in her ass and an eighteen and nineteen year old watching. It pushed her over the edge and she screamed as her orgasm took her. The scream scared the two boys and they took off running for their yard as she moaned and cried her way through her climax. Billy came first and then Todd and as she gathered her wits she looked at her watch and saw what time it was. "We need to get going guys. Rick is probably there waiting for us." As they walked out of the house she saw the two neighbor boys standing by the fence and she gave them a little wave. She saw them smile and hesitantly wave back. +++++ It had taken four trips, but by ten PM everything was moved. She went up to take a shower while Rick ran the two boys home. Just before they left, while Rick was down in the basement, she had given each of her young lovers a passionate kiss and then had told them that she would find a way to see them again even though she knew she wouldn't. That night she had reduced Rick to ruin. She had sucked his cock to completion and then had surprised the hell out of him when she swallowed his load and kept on sucking him until he was hard again. Once up she had mounted him for the first of several times and had fucked him and sucked on him until he just could not get it up anymore. When she finally gave up trying to get him back in action and fell to the bed beside him he had asked: "What got into you tonight?" "I just wanted your first fuck in your new house to be memorable." "Well it was and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for that beautiful blow job. But how about you? Was the first time memorable for you too?" "Oh yes lover, my first fuck in this house will stay with me forever" and she had smiled at that memory as she and Rick cuddled up and fell asleep. To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 06 It was a slow week for Kathleen. She spent most of spring break moving into her new house, unpacking boxes and moving furniture to where she wanted it. By Wednesday she was going through withdrawal. No students to tease, no tunnel to suck her way through and no Billy or Todd to help her take the edge off. Rick had reached the point where he was pushing her away and coming up with excuses as to why he couldn't make love. It was the first time that she had ever heard of a man using, "Sorry honey, not tonight. I have a hell of a headache" to get out of having sex. She hadn't even been able to check out the boys next door and maybe get a little teasing done. She hadn't seen them since that Saturday that they had seen her going at it with Billy and Todd in her kitchen. They must have gone somewhere for spring break. She thought of driving back to the old neighborhood to see if she could hook up with Billy or Todd (or both) but in the end she talked herself out of that and for two very good reasons. One, she could think of no legitimate reason for being there if anyone asked and second, she needed to put that destructive behavior behind her. She needed to get her life back on track. Anyway, that is what she was thinking when her cell phone beeped. When she read "Private call" on the display she knew who it had to be. "Hello?" "Good morning slut" said the voice that sent shivers running down her spine. "Have you been out on your front porch yet today?" "No. Why do you want to know?" "I just wanted to know if you've seen your housewarming present yet. Go out on the porch and look down at the bottom of the steps." She walked out onto the porch as she was saying, "Okay, I'm out on the porch, now what?" "Have you looked at the bottom of the steps yet?" "No." "Do it slut, and tell me what you see." "What am I supposed to be looking for?" "Your housewarming present slut. Do you not see the two rose bushes I planted - one on each side of the steps?" She looked down and did see the two bushes that hadn't been there yesterday. Damn! He already knew her new address. "They are yellow roses slut. Do you like yellow roses?" She loved yellow roses! Who was he? How did he know these things about her? "Rest easy slut. I'll be out of town for the next five days. It will be next week sometime when I come back. Think of me slut. Think of me and what I'm going to do to you every time you see those roses." He disconnected and she turned and went back into the house. The Watcher's voice had a strange effect on her. Every time she heard his voice her pussy started to tingle. She went upstairs and threw herself down on the bed and grabbed her hairbrush and as she used it on herself she promised herself she would buy herself a real dildo the first chance she got. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Kathleen woke up Thursday morning with nothing to do once she had Rick off to work. She was unpacked, moved in and she had everything where she wanted it. She had the curtains, drapes and blinds all hung and the kitchen cabinets organized. All she had left to do was hit the store for groceries. During the period the house was being built she and Rick had spent hours driving around the area and getting familiar with what was available and where it was. As she took her morning shower she planned out her day. She had to do the shopping and then be home by one because someone from the cable company was supposed to be there between one and four and then she had to drive over to Rick's parents house and pick up the kids and then get home in time to fix dinner. Not a really busy day, but it would keep her occupied. As she ran the wash cloth over her breasts she thought of the night before. Rick had tried to beg off by claiming that he'd had a hard day at work and that he was beat, but she had a new weapon in her arsenal now and she used it. Once her hot mouth wrapped around his cock he stopped complaining. Damn!! Why did she have to go and think about that; now she was horny again. She climbed out of the shower and a vigorous toweling did not help things any. As she rubbed the rough fabric of the towel across her breasts and pussy it just made her hotter. She glanced over at the counter top and next to the sink she saw her hairbrush and she considered grabbing it, but she knew that she didn't have time if she was going to get the shopping done and get home by one to meet the person from the cable company. She debated dressing slutty and giving the males at the store a show, but decided against that also. She didn't need to be any hornier or hotter than she already was. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ As she pushed her basket up and down the aisles she was surprised at the attention she was drawing. She was wearing jeans, a sweatshirt and a pair of sandals and she was still being scoped out. Of course the jeans were tight and they did show off her tight butt and she wasn't wearing a bra so her breasts did do some interesting things to her sweatshirt when she moved. It just wasn't fair. She had dressed down because she didn't want to get any hornier, but men were still looking at her and sending out signals (like tented pants) that they wanted her and she was getting hotter and hotter with every aisle she went down. It got so bad that in the produce section she was eyeing the cucumbers with the thought of getting a nice seized one and using it on herself as soon as she got back to the car. She picked up one and was holding it and thinking that it was just about the same size as Rick's cock when suddenly, from out of nowhere, came the scene from "Animal House" where the dean's wife was holding the cucumber and the student said, "Mine's bigger." She quickly dropped the cuke, blushed and looked around to see if anyone had noticed. There was one man looking at her and she saw his tented trousers and she wondered what he was thinking. He was fat, old and bald, but right then she wasn't sure that if they had been alone in the store that she wouldn't have gone to her knees in front of him. The cucumber was still on her mind as she turned the key in the ignition. Why hadn't she bought it? It would have been ten times more fun than her hairbrush. She saw the time on the dashboard clock. She had two hours before she had to be home. She thought of the hairbrush and then the cucumber and she was on the verge of getting out of the car and going back into the store and getting that cucumber when she remembered something from when she and Rick had driven the area scouting out where things were. She looked again at the time, saw she had enough, and she pulled out of the parking lot. It was a twenty minute drive once she got on the Interstate and five minutes to the Interstate, but she could still get there and then get home on time. Half an hour later she pulled up to the building next to the truck stop and parked. She walked into the Pink Pussycat adult book store and arcade and the eyes of a dozen men turned to look at her. Before the night at the hotel those looks would have made her blush and she would have turned and fled. But that was then and this was now and the woman who had sucked off strangers on a train wasn't about to be put off by the lust in their eyes. She walked over to the area where all the sex aids were displayed. Lifelike vulvas, blow up dolls (both male and female she noticed) and dildos of all sizes, shapes and colors. Some were plastic, some were molded rubber and some were battery operated and as she stood there trying to make up her mind she heard a low voice an aisle away say: "Think she might like to try the real thing?" Another voice said, "Wanna try and get her in the backroom and find out?" There were more whispers and her pussy got wet as she imagined them actually pulling her into the backroom. Would it be dark like the tunnel? "Oh my God, get a grip" she told herself, "Buy what you came here to get and get out and go home." She picked out two: a battery operated vibrator and a molded rubber dildo just a little bigger than Rick's cock. She took them to the counter and as she was paying for them she saw the entrance to the arcade off to her right. She had never been in one and she looked at her watch and saw that she still had some time. She paid for her fake cocks, bought some tokens and went into the arcade. There was a line of booths along each wall and she went into one of the booths, closed and locked the door behind her. She noticed that there were holes in the walls of the booth and she wondered if they were what she had heard called ‘glory holes'. She sat down and fed the tokens into the machine and immediately the screen in front of her came to life and she saw two men in a sixty-nine. Not her cup of tea at all so she reached out and pushed one of the buttons on the machine and the scene changed to a transsexual sucking a cock while a man sucked his tit and another man sucked on his cock. She hit another button and saw a big titted blond sucking of a black man. She watched it for a bit and then hit another button and the scene on the screen was a redhead doing what she, Billy and Todd had been doing Saturday morning. The scene on the screen and the memory made her so hot that she unzipped her jeans and started rubbing her pussy, but rubbing wasn't enough so she stood up and wiggled out of her jeans and thong. She spread her legs wide and her fingers went to work. She moaned and it attracted attention and she saw movement at the ‘glory hole' to her left. She looked and she saw eyes looking through the hole at her. "Oh God" she moaned and drove her fingers into her pussy harder. It was just like the night The Watcher had seen her; a faceless stranger seeing her most intimate parts. She looked at the eyes staring at her pussy as her fingers rubbed her clit and she almost cried out, "No! Don't go" as the eyes left the hole. Almost immediately a cock came through the hole and as she looked at it part of her wanted to stop what she was doing and kneel down and take it in her mouth, but the other part was screaming at her to get herself off. She kicked off her sandals and turned her body so her back was against the wall for bracing. She twisted her body so she could take the cock between her bare feet. She pushed the feet along the cock until they were planted on the wall with the cock held tight between them and then she attacked her pussy with her fingers while the unknown and faceless stranger fucked her feet. She was moaning as she furiously fingered herself and she felt her climax coming. She was looking at the cock she was giving a foot job to when it suddenly spit out a rope of cum that just barely missed her ankles and fell to the floor. The sight of the sperm shooting out of the cockhead was enough to send her over the edge and her body trembled at the strength of her orgasm. She sat there panting for a minute and then she bent down to pick up her jeans and thong and as she bent to retrieve them a cock came through the hole on her right. She looked at it. Another cock attached to a faceless stranger, just like the cocks on the train. She reached out and touched it and it throbbed. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it a couple of times and was leaning forward to take it in her mouth when she caught herself. "No damn, no!" she thought, she had promised herself that she would take her life back once she was in the new house. Teasing and exhibitionism only. No cock inside her but Rick's. She let go of the cock and stood up and put on her jeans. The cock stayed where it was, hoping perhaps that she was just repositioning herself before coming back. She looked at it sticking through the wall and she wanted it, God but did she ever want it. She reached down and took it in her hand and stroked it. What would it hurt? It wasn't like she'd never done it before. She saw a drop of pre-cum appear at the pee hole and her resolve weakened. No! She wouldn't suck the faceless man off, but even though she was a tease she wasn't mean. She had given the man encouragement by handling him so the least she could do for him was get him off. She began working his cock with her hand and in only minutes she was rewarded by spurts of sperm shooting out of the cock and splashing down onto the floor. The cock pulled back from the hole and seconds later she heard to door of the booth open. She sat back and waited a bit for the man to leave the arcade section. He would know who she was when he saw her go back into the store proper, but she wanted him to remain faceless. While she sat waiting for him to get clear she heard the door close and seconds later another cock came through the hole. The second cock was shorter than the first, but much fatter. She glanced at her watch and saw that she really needed to be going, but something drew her to the cock and she took it in her hand and began jacking it off. It took her a little longer to make it shoot and then it pulled back and she heard the man leave the booth. "That's it" she said to herself, "No more. Get yourself out of here and get on home." She stood up to leave and was reaching for the door latch when another cock came through the hole. She caught her breath as she looked at it. It was black. The only black cock she had ever seen before was the one on the screen when she first came into the booth. She knew that she had never had a black one on the train and as she stared at it she wondered if it would taste different. She could see the veins pulsing and she reached down and touched it and felt it throb. She grasped it and stroked it several times and it didn't feel any different than any of the other cocks she'd had her hands on. She noticed the pre-cum on the head and she ran her thumb over the head and then brought it to her mouth and sucked on it. It seemed to taste the same as other pre-cum she had tasted. She might never have a chance like this again and honestly now, it would only be one more in a long line and it would satisfy her curiosity. She was already on her way to her knees when she caught herself. She let go of the black cock and rushed out of the booth and practically ran from the store to her car. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She had spent more time in the adult bookstore than she had meant to and it was after one when she got home and saw the truck parked out front. Wouldn't you know it? They give you a three hour window of from one to four and if you stayed home waiting the would probably show up at a quarter to five with a ton of excuses, but leave the house and come back five minutes late and there they are waiting for you. She got out of the car and headed for the front door and as she went up the front walk toward the porch she saw the rose bushes and her pussy tingled. She unlocked the front door just as the cable guy came up on the porch behind her. "I've hooked up everything outside" he said, "I just need to do the inside stuff. Since you had the house wired for cable when it was built it shouldn't take me long." She let him in the house, showed him where all the outlets were and then went back out to the car and started carrying the shopping into the house. She was carrying the last of the bags into the house when she tripped on the rug in the entry way. She managed to catch herself and kept from falling, but she dropped the bags she was carrying and when they hit the floor one of the broke open. It was the bag from the adult bookstore and the fake cock slid across the floor and stopped when it hit the shoe of the cable guy. He bent, picked it up and looked at it. "Pretty real looking, isn't it?" he said as he stepped toward her and handed it to her. She just knew that her face had to be beet red as she took it from him. He bent and picked up the vibrator. He looked at it and then at her. "Why does a gorgeous lady like you need two fakes? I can't believe you can't get enough of the real thing, not someone who looks as sexy as you do." She just looked at him speechless, to embarrassed to speak. He handed her the vibrator and when she reached for it he took her wrist and pulled her to him. His mouth covered hers and his tongue pushed at her lips and parted them. She dropped the dildo and the vibrator and put both hands against his chest to push him away, but she just could not seem to summon the strength to do it. His mouth was alive on hers and all she had to do to break the kiss was pull her head back from him and her brain sent the signal to her body to do it, but she didn't; she just stood there and let him kiss her. No, she was doing more than that - she was kissing him back. Her tongue pushed back at his. She was hot! She had been hot and horny all day. Her pussy had been wet before she left the house to go to the store and everything that happened after that had only made her hotter. The men at the store with their tented trousers, the thoughts she'd had while holding the cucumbers, the overheard comments at the bookstore, the eyes watching her as she got herself off with her fingers. And the cocks, oh God yes, the cocks! She remembered the feel of them, hot and throbbing in her hand and the way the cum shot out of them and splattered on the floor. She remembered the last one, large and black, and how bad she had wanted to taste it. All those memories flooded her mind and her body was screaming for a cock. She felt the cable guy run a hand over her breasts and she moaned. Their tongues wrestled as his hands roamed over her body and she heard his zipper go down. Seconds later his hand took hold of her right wrist and he moved her hand to his hard cock. Instinctively she grasped it and started to stroke it. She felt his hand go under her sweatshirt and a second later he was toying with her left nipple. "Let's take this to the bedroom" he said and his voice cut through the fog of her lust and reached her brain where it tripped the switch that brought her back from the edge of the lust pit she had been about to fall into. If he had just put his hands on her shoulders she would have sunk to her knees and taken him into her mouth. If he had just picked her up and carried her to the couch or the bedroom he would have had all the pussy he wanted. But the sound of his voice had pulled her out of the trance she had been in and she broke away from him. "Please leave" she said as she backed away from him, "Please, just go." He stared at her for a couple of seconds and then he snarled, "You fucking bitch!" and he turned and left the house slamming the door behind him. She walked over to the door and locked it and then she gathered up her new ‘toys' and headed for her bedroom. She stripped off her jeans and thong and threw herself on to the bed. It would have to be the dildo because she wasn't going to waste the time it would take to find batteries for the vibrator. She moaned as it slid into her and then one hand was driving the cock and the other was rubbing her clit and she screamed as she came and came and came. She lay there looking up at the ceiling and smiled. Definitely better than a hairbrush - much, much better. She got off the bed and took her new toys into the closet and hid them in one of her shoe boxes. No sense letting Rick see them and start thinking that he wasn't able to take care of her properly. She looked at her watch and saw that she was going to have to hurry if she was going to pick up the kids and get back in time to have dinner ready when Rick got home. To be continued. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 07 The rest of the week flew by as she hadn't seen the kids in almost a week and there were games to play and stories to be read. And there were the nights; nights when Rick was reduced to a quivering wreck. But even though the rest of the week was fun and family time there was always a little of the 'new' Kathleen awake and in her mind and it was kept awake by two rose bushes that she saw everyday. When had he planted them? What had she been doing while he was outside digging the holes? Was she inside the house at the time? Alone? Could he have come inside and taken her then? She shivered at the thought. And then there was the thought that had come to her as she had been lying on her bed pounding her pussy with her new dildo: Was her obsession with the cocks of nameless men a hidden desire on her part to have The Watcher? Was he not the ultimate faceless man? Would the day he finally made good on his promise (and she had no doubt that he would) be the end of her new found sexuality or simply a new beginning? Would putting a face to the form in the window put an end to her playing with the cocks of faceless men? True, she had said she was going to put that behind her once she was moved into the new house, but she was in the new house and the adult bookstore still had happened. Not only had it happened, but she had not even gotten clear of the stores parking lot before she had thought about going back some day. +++++ One of the things that the move made more difficult was Saturdays. The kids still had seven more weeks to go on their dance classes and nine more weeks before their swimming lessons ended. She still had to get them to dance and pick them up at the pool which meant that she needed to leave the house forty minutes earlier. That wasn't really all that big of a deal, but where it got sticky for Kathleen was that the extra forty minutes or so of travel time coming home, combined with the fact that the course where Rick played golf was closer to the new house than the old, meant that Rick would be home when she got there. That meant that even though she could leave the house dressed to tease at the store when she went shopping, she could not come home that way. She was going to have to find someplace to change after she left the store, but before she picked up the kids. And she was going to dress to tease. She had given up Billy and Todd, and she wasn't riding the train anymore, but she wasn't, just was not going to give up the feeling she got when she strolled through the store letting men look up her skirt and look down her blouse. She really didn't need to go shopping that weekend since she had gotten most of what she needed on Thursday. What she did need though, was the feeling she got when she saw the tented pants she left in her wake. She dropped the kids off at dance and drove over to the Wal-Mart parking lot and parked toward the end of the lot. She enjoyed the walk into the store almost as the walk through the store. She smiled as she remembered the man who couldn't take his eyes off of her and ran his cart into the side of a parked car. She also liked the dirty looks she got from the other women as their husbands and boyfriends stared at her. She did her usual, slowly walking the aisles and stopping in the aisles where men and boys were shopping and bending over to take things off the bottom shelf. Her short skirt would ride up and if the males were lucky they got to see her thong. Her low cut blouse would hang open and show her breasts, totally unfettered by a bra. Several men unobtrusively followed her through the store and she would stop now and then and do something that would cause them to strain their eyes and then she would smile to herself and move on to the next aisle. She was in "Women's Shoes" when a man came up to her. "How much for a blow job?" he asked. "What?" "You heard me. You have to be a hooker. No one else would dress and behave like you do. How much for a blow job?" At first she was offended, almost outraged, but then she thought, "Isn't that just like I've been behaving?" and she decided to go along. "Depends honey. You want it here in the store or outside in your car or are you going to spring for a motel room?" "What's the difference?" "This time of day outside in your car might be risky. Some bluenose might see us and call the cops. Likewise here in the store. The only place to do it would be the changing rooms and the clerks in the area might notice and call security who would probably call the cops. When it is risky the price goes up. Price would go down if we went to a motel room, but then you would have the cost of the room on top of whatever I might want so it could be a wash." "So how much for risky and how much for a room?" "Oh come on honey, you know I'm not going to commit to anything until I know you aren't a cop." "How do I prove that?" "Follow me over to the changing rooms." She walked away from the man and went over to the changing rooms and he followed. On the way she grabbed a pair of pants off a rack and when they got to the booths she handed the pants to the man and in front of the attendant she said: "Try these on honey; I think they will look good on you." As they walked toward the end booth she whispered, "When you go inside leave the door open so I can see. Take out your cock and stroke it a couple of times for me. No cop would do that." The man went into the booth, unzipped and took out his cock. It was limp, but as he stroked it it began to come to life and soon it was hard and erect. "Are you satisfied I ain't no cop?" "Yes, I'm satisfied." "So, how much for a blow job?" "Here in the booth or in your car two hundred. In a motel room one fifty and you pay for the room." "What? Are you crazy? I can get it for fifty bucks over on 12th street." "Then I guess that is where you need to go" and she turned and walked away leaving him standing there with his cock hanging out. She loaded her groceries into the Suburban, got in and headed for the pool to pick up the kids. She stopped at a gas station and after filling the Suburban she went into the restroom to change. She was hot! The trip through the store and then the encounter with the man had her almost dripping and she sat down on the toilet and began fingering herself. Fucking her hot pussy with her fingers, rubbing her clit while thinking of actually being on her knees sucking off that man in the changing booth got her off in only minutes. She washed her hands, changed out of her "slut suit" and headed off to pick up the kids. That night she pretty much destroyed Rick. +++++ She hated the first day back to school after a little time off. It didn't matter if it was spring break, summer vacation, Christmas break or something as short as a one or two day teacher's conference, it always took the students one or two days to get their heads back into having to be there. She smiled to herself as she thought that she wasn't helping matters much - at least for the boys who sat in the front row in front of her desk. Her desk was one of the few desks in the school that didn't have a modesty panel. Before her transformation in the hotel room the lack of a modesty panel on the front of her desk meant nothing since she usually wore pants suits to class. Since that night in the hotel room when her exhibitionistic tendencies were awakened she had taken to wearing skirts and dresses to work. That meant that whoever was sitting directly in front of her desk could look up under her skirt and see what ever it was that she chose to display. She could control what the boys saw by how much she let her skirt ride up when she sat down and how she positioned her legs. Luckily, she was assigned one of the "short" rooms. Most of the rooms had platforms in the front of the room which raised the teacher and the blackboards so that those in the back rows could better see what was going on. The rooms without the platforms were referred to as "short" rooms. If she were in one of the rooms with a platform - a "tall" room - she couldn't do what she was doing because then the entire class would be able to see up her dress. In a short room only those in the front row and directly in front of her desk could get a look. The problem of how to make sure that she got boys instead of girls in the front seat was solved by a couple of girls. The two were constantly disrupting the class by whispering and passing notes to each other and so she announced she was going to have assigned seating from then on so she could separate the cliques and knots of friends. Somehow it seemed that boys ended up in the seats directly in front of her. She was careful in her selection of who got to sit in front of her. She picked the boys who appeared to be shy and who the girls didn't pay much attention to. She did not want one of the more experienced boys sitting in front of her and maybe getting ideas. For her it was all about exhibitionism, about teasing and nothing else. She had seen the photos of female teachers being led away in handcuffs because of sexual affairs with students and she did not want to become one of them Granted, most of them were caught playing around with younger boys and not the eighteen year olds she had in her class, but a student was a student. Teasing, but no, absolutely no touching. As long as she kept it to teasing the worst that could happen is that she might be called into the office and told that she needed to be a little more modest in her manner of dress. Then she would gasp and say, "I had no idea. Oh Lord, I am so mortified" and then go back to wearing her pant suits. No, she would be fine. Some boys were going to get a treat and she would get her thrill and then go home and fuck Rick to death. +++++ It was her fourth hour and she had just given the class a pop quiz. While the students chewed on their #2 pencils and tried to think of the answers she sat at the desk and looked out over the class. She looked from boy to boy and wondered which of them had gotten hard ons looking at her and thinking about her. She knew that several of them had because she had seen the tents in their trousers. Her eyes settled on Frank Dinsmore. She had given him a woody several times and that was back before she decided to tease. She had held him after class to discuss an essay he had turned in. She was sitting at her desk and he was standing next to her and she could see that he was doing his best to look down her blouse without being obvious about it. The top she was wearing that day allowed him to see the upper slopes of her breasts and out of the corner of her eye she had seen the lump grow in his trousers. She remembered wishing that she had gone bra less that day. Sam Barkley in the back row was another one she knew she had made stiff a time or two. She had asked him to stay and help her move some desks one afternoon and before they were done she saw that his pants had bulged a good bit. She remembered thinking that Sam must have been pretty well endowed if the size of the lump in his jeans meant anything. She also remembered wondering if he would have bent her over her desk and taken her if she had been brave enough to make the offer. She was looking forward to the end of the hour. She had already asked Thomas Sutler to help her move some books during the break between her fourth hour and her final class of the day. She had chosen Thomas because she had noticed him trying to look up her dress and she had seen the lump in his jeans. She smiled to herself as she thought of how hard she was going to try to make him burst through his pants. Thomas had helped her before but that had been back before she had been changed by her night in the hotel room. +++++ The school was an old one, built during the days following World War Two and when it had been built they had built floor to ceiling bookshelves into the room. These shelves had accumulated books over the years and she had never understood why the books hadn't all been moved to the library, but they hadn't and they collected dust. It didn't seem as though any of the custodial staff figured dusting the books was part of their job description so she had taken on the duty herself. She got a ladder from Jim, the day custodian, and when Thomas got there she climbed the ladder, took the books off of the top shelf and handed them down to him. Once the top shelf was cleared she wiped the shelf down with a dust rag and then got off the ladder and wiped down the books. When the books were all wiped clean she went back up the ladder and had Thomas start handing the books up to her. Thomas was maybe two feet from the ladder when they started and she watched out of the corner of her eye as each time he handed her some books he moved closer to the bottom of the ladder until he was standing right at the bottom looking up. She knew he could see up her skirt and she pretended not to notice as she took the books he handed her. As she set the books back on the top shelf she felt that little tingle that told her that her pussy was getting wet. She was turned on knowing that the boy was seeing her panties and she wondered if they had a wet spot on the crotch band and if so, did Thomas know that he was the cause? She knew he was excited because she could see the bulge in his trousers. She was so turned on knowing that her could see her panty covered pussy, but couldn't touch it that she just had to stop what they were doing so she could go to the bathroom and masturbate. She asked Thomas if he could help her the next day and he said he could and she thanked him and as soon as he was gone she rushed to the women's bathroom and fingered herself to a powerful orgasm. She cleaned herself up and then hurried back to her room for her final class of the day. The next day she was still so wired about what she had done with Thomas that she spent most of the day thinking about what she was going to do again that afternoon. At the end of her fourth hour she went to the bathroom and removed her panties and put them in her purse. That afternoon started out much the same as the previous day had with Thomas standing just a little away from the ladder, but as he had the day before he inched closer and closer to the ladder until he was at the very bottom and looking up. She saw him looking, but again pretended that she didn't. She could see his hard on throbbing inside his trousers and she knew he could see her pussy so open and with the lips swollen with desire and she adjusted her stance on the ladder to spread her legs wider to give him a better look and she overbalanced and the ladder wobbled. Thomas stuck out his hand to keep her from falling and he touched her leg just as she moved down a step and his hand slid up her leg to come to rest on her bare pussy. She froze! "Oh my God," she thought, "A student actually has his hand on my pussy." That thought galvanized her into action and she scrambled back up the ladder just as Thomas jerked his had away. As soon as Thomas had his hand clear she hurried down the ladder. Thomas was trying to stammer out an apology and while she was turned on almost to the point of screaming she tried to settle Thomas down. "It wasn't your fault Thomas; it was strictly an accident. And you did keep me from falling so I thank you for that. But you know that we have to keep what happened here to ourselves. We could both be in trouble if anyone ever found out that you touched me, even accidentally. Do you understand?" "Yes ma'am." "Good. I think we had better stop for the day. I need to settle my nerves before my last class. And again Thomas, thank you for keeping me from falling." As soon as he was gone she hurried from her classroom to the bathroom and masturbated over knowing that one of her students had not only seen her naked pussy, but had touched it. When her last class had ended she was still so turned on that she had to stop at the bathroom for one more finger session before heading home. That night she went after Rick so hard that she left fingernail scratches on his back. +++++ Thursday she managed to curb her urges and outside of letting the front row boys see the tops of her nylons she behaved herself. She had just turned off the lights in her classroom and was getting ready to leave when the custodian stopped by her room. "Miss Kathleen? I found something in the hall that I think you should see." "What is it Jim?" "I'm not rightly sure Miss Kathleen, but it has something to do with you and I need for you to see it and tell me what you think." "Where is it?" "In my office." "Well let's go take a quick look. I need to be getting on home." She followed him to his little office off the gym and when she walked inside she saw Hank sitting on the edge of Jim's desk. Hank was a physical education instructor and he was also the coach of the baseball and basketball teams. Jim closed the door behind her and she heard the sound of the deadbolt being thrown. She turned to Jim and said: "Just what is it that you thought I needed to see?" "This" said Hank and she turned back to him and saw that he had his cock out of his pants and was sitting there looking at her while stroking it into an erection. She backed up and was getting ready to turn and run from the room when Jim grabbed her and said: "You just hold on now missy. You need to hear what we got to say and then if you want to leave you just go on and do it, but I'll tell you up front I don't think prison orange is your color. I don't think you would look good in one of them orange jump suits at all." "What the hell is this about?" "Well missy, I just happened to be walking down the hall the other day and as I passed by your room I looked in just as Thomas Sutler ran his hand up your leg and played with your pussy." "He did no such thing! The ladder wobbled and I almost fell and he put out his hand to steady me." "Up your skirt? That steadied things? I notice that he didn't jerk it back like he'd touched a hot stove and I didn't notice you swatting his hand away or pull away from him. I didn't stick around to see what happened next cause I didn't want to draw no crowd, but I told Hank here what I seen and asked him what I should do about it." "And I told Jim that we needed more information," Hank said, "So I called Tom into my office and had a long talk with him. He doesn't remember the incident happening quite the way you do. To him it seemed like you climbed up that ladder for the specific purpose of enticing him. He said you deliberately positioned yourself on the ladder so he could look up your skirt and see your cunt. What other reason would you have for not having any panties on? "But we like you and don't want to see you get in any trouble so Jim and I have decided not to report you and we talked Thomas into believing that he was mistaken. All we want is for you to show your appreciation by coming over here and sucking my cock while Jim fucks you from behind. You do that and Jim and I won't go to the administration and as long as they don't know they won't call the police." She looked from Hank to Jim and then back at Hank and shook her head as she said: "You can't possibly think I'll fall for that? You have no proof that anything happened because nothing did. The ladder wobbled and Thomas stuck out his hand to keep me from falling. It was strictly an accident." "That may be true and in fact, I'll give you that it probably is, but you know as well as I do that once the accusation is made people will be looking at you for the rest of your life. Half of them may believe your side of it, but the other half will believe that you are as guilty as sin and just managed to get away with it. Of course Thomas will say that he did have his hand up your dress. And it will be on everybody's mind when it comes time to renew your contract and if your contract doesn't get renewed people will just know that it is because the school board didn't believe your story so the stigma will follow you wherever you go. Just give us what we want and you can go on, business as usual, and have no problems." The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 07 She knew that what Hank had just said was true. Just the accusation alone would be enough for the school board. She could tell the board that the only reason that the accusation was made was because she refused to let them blackmail her, but it wouldn't matter to the board. In the current climate, with all the other student/teacher cases in the news, they would take no chances. She was trapped - she had to do it. She could see no other way out other than to just quit her job and she couldn't bring herself to do that. She looked at Hank's cock sticking out of his trouser fly and she took a deep breath and walked toward him. She looked into his eyes hoping for a last minute reprieve and saw nothing but expectation. She leaned forward and put her hands flat on the desk on either side of Hank's legs for support and then she lowered her head and took his cock in her mouth. Jim moved up behind her and pushed her skirt up to her waist. She spread her legs and braced herself for what was coming and felt the head of his cock pushing at her pussy. He pushed against her a couple of times and then his cock split her lips and he began thrusting at her to work his way in. She was determined that she was just going to stand there and do whatever the two men wanted without responding to them, but that thought went out the window as soon as Jim's cock touched her. She was wet from teasing the front row boys and Jim's cock didn't find much in the way of resistance once he was inside her and she moaned as he drove himself into her his full length. He started fucking her and she moaned as she rocked back and forth on his cock and adjusted her bobbing up and down on Hank's cock so that there was a rhythm to it. Hank's cock wasn't attached to a faceless stranger, but it was a nice cock and she liked sucking cocks so she gave him her best even though he was blackmailing her. She licked and sucked on it and all the while Jim was driving into her pussy like a man possessed. He had already given her one orgasm and Jim's pounding had her near a second climax and when Hank grabbed her head and held it she knew he was going to shoot. She tried to pull her head off of him but he forced her head down and held it and when the first spurt hit the back of her throat she was forced to swallow and was disgusted at having her climax as Hank's cum slid down her throat. Hank started to soften and she again tried to lift her head up, but he again forced her to stay in place and told her to work at getting him up again. She did as she was told and in a couple of minutes she felt him start to harden. Meanwhile Jim was pounding hard at her pussy and he had her close to another orgasm when he finally had his. He pulled his limp cock out of her and she whined at being left hanging, but Hank got up from the desk and moved behind her and slid his cock into her and began to fuck her hard. Jim moved around to the desk, sat down and pulled her head to his cock. The two men swapped twice more before they told her that she could leave. She had been well fucked by the two men and she thought that there was a good chance that Rick might get a night of rest for a change. Just as she was opening the door to leave Hank said, "Same time, same place every Monday and Thursday from now on. That means you need to be back here tomorrow, understood?" She looked at him for several moments before nodding her head "yes" and leaving. Thursday she hadn't felt like getting someone to stay and help her, but she did pull her skirt up and let the boys in the front row see all the way up to her panties. After class she had gone to Jim's office and he and Hank had taken turns on her for two hours. When they finally let her go, after giving her several orgasms, she headed home to give Rick another night of rest. +++++ As Kathleen was driving home from her meeting with her two blackmailers she gave thought to another problem she was having. Driving to school in the Suburban every day was expensive and with gas passing three dollars a gallon it was going to get worse. She was going to have to do something, but she didn't know what. The Suburban was paid for and she needed something that size when she was carting kids around. They couldn't afford a third car so buying a smaller car with great gas mileage was out of the question and there were no buses or trains that ran from where she lived to the school. Driving to the train station and taking the train made no sense because the distance to the station wasn't that much less than the distance from the school. That night she talked it over with Rick over dinner and he suggested that she find a car pool that went that way. If she could find three others to pool with she would only have to drive the Suburban one week out of four. Friday at school she hung a note on the bulletin board in the teacher's lounge asking if any one lived out in her neck of the woods and would be interested in car pooling. She was surprised that by the end of the day five people had looked her up and said they were interested. One of them was Hank. She suggested that they all meet on Monday and sit down to discuss the idea. +++++ She was fixing dinner when the phone rang. She grabbed the cordless and said, "Hello?" "Good evening slut. Just wanted you to know that I'm back and thinking of you. I'm thinking that next week might be a good time to fuck you senseless. What do you think?" "I think you have an inflated ego. No way one man is going to be able to fuck me senseless. If anyone got wasted it would be you in trying to keep up with me. But that is neither here nor there because you are never going to get me" and she hung up on him Rick came into the room and asked her who was on the phone. "Another one of those damned telemarketers." "We need to get on that "no call" list. What's for dinner?" To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 08 "Have you been taking your vitamins sweetie?" Kathleen asked her husband when they climbed into bed that night. "Why?" "Well sweetie, I gave you a pass on Wednesday and Thursday so tonight you have to play catch up?" "What has gotten into you lately Kath?" "You sweetie." "Well yeah, but why have we suddenly gone from two or three times a week to every time we are alone together?" "Hormones sweetie. I had to change my birth control pills and the new ones have had an effect on my hormones." "Why did you change birth control pills?" "Our new HMO will only pay for the generic equivalent so I had to change. I've been told that it will level out after a bit" she said as she reached for his cock. It was as good an excuse as any she thought as she took his cock in her mouth and it wasn't likely that he would look into it. As long as he never found out the real reason she would be okay. She took her mouth off of him and looked up at him and smiled. "If the pressure is too much for you sweetie I could always take a lover or two to help you out. Would you like me to do that?" "Get back to what you were doing woman." She giggled and said, "Somehow I thought that might be your response" and she went back to sucking his cock. +++++ That Saturday she switched from Wal-Mart she usually went to to a K-Mart. The reason for the change was that she had found that the particular K-Mart she was going to had curtains instead of doors on the changing booths. She found that if she left the curtain open about six inches on the right side and then stood in front of the mirror changing, the men shopping for pants and shirts in Men's Clothing could see through that six inch gap and see her in the mirror. She pushed her shopping cart through the store and let the men check her out in her short skirt, low cut blouse and five inch heels. When she had the interest of several she headed for the changing booths. She had two skirts and three blouses to try on and it should make for a hell of a show since she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. She went into the booth and adjusted the curtain the way she wanted it and then looked into the mirror. She could see through the gap into the men's clothing section and she kept her eye on that gap as she took off her blouse. She smiled as she saw one of the men who had been following her through the store standing next to a rack of trousers and looking her way. He had a pair of trousers in his hands, but he was not looking at them like a real buyer would. No, he was looking at her and she tingled as she cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples. He was there and he was hooked and so she turned her attention to giving him an aching hard on. She caressed her breasts and then moved her hands down to unbutton the skirt. She slowly pushed the skirt down and stepped out of it. She looked at her self in the full length mirror knowing that the man could see her standing there in only her "Fuck Me" heels. She turned to look at her left profile and then her right and then she started trying on the clothes she'd brought into the booth with her. She dressed and undressed as she tried on the skirts and blouses and each time she took off a blouse she cupped her braless tits and pinched her nipples to keep them hard and erect. She twisted and turned as she looked at herself from all angles in the mirror and a couple of times she spread her legs wide and bent at the waist to pick up a blouse or skirt she'd let fall on the floor. A glance at the mirror showed three men at the rack supposedly looking at slacks, but she knew where their eyes were and it made her hot and wet. When she had been in there as long as she felt she could get away with she dressed in her own clothes, gathered up the other clothing and left the dressing booth. She made it a point to push her cart past the three men standing at the pants rack pretending to be looking at slacks. They were behind the rack so she couldn't see their tented trousers, but she knew they had major hard ons and that is all that mattered to her. That night Rick was again reduced to an exhausted wreck. +++++ Monday at lunch break she met with the others and they discussed car pooling. Mike decided that it really wouldn't work for him so that left Hank, Steve, Harry, Ralph and her. They looked at a map of the area and decided that the Sears parking lot at the Pine Valley Mall would be the most central place for all of them to meet. They would all drive to the mall so to be there by seven, park at the back of the lot and drive to school from there. They decided to start the very next day and then they drew lots to set up the rotation. She ended up being the first, followed by Steve, Ralph, Hank and then Harry. When lunch was over and everyone got up to return to work Hank had held her back. "This changes some things, but one thing hasn't changed and that is our little Monday and Thursday meetings. I'll be driving my conversion van so I'll get mine when we get back to the mall parking lot. How you will take care of Jim is up to you. See you tonight." Hank's reminding her of what was expected of her put a damper on her desire to pick a boy to tease during her free hour and as a result she was sitting in her classroom alone and grading papers when Jim came into the room. She looked up at him and he said: "Hank tells me you won't be staying after school any more so here's what we're gonna do. After tonight I'll expect you in my office at this time every Monday and Thursday from now on. You got that?" All she could do was nod a yes and Jim turned and left. She pushed the papers aside and sat there, staring out over the empty classroom, and tried to think of a way to get out from under the thumbs of Hank and Jim. She met the two men in Jim's office after school and both men fucked her twice. She hated letting them see it, but they gave her three orgasms before they were done. She left the room sexually satisfied and so Rick got a free night out of it. +++++ Tuesday she was at the Pine Valley Mall parking lot at ten to seven. Steve was already there and within the next five minutes the other three showed up. It was a new experience for her being the only woman in such close proximity with four men. The were able to spread out in her Suburban and she wondered what it was going to be like with all four of them in something smaller, like Steve's Honda Accord. The four men spent the trip talking about baseball while she concentrated on her driving. It didn't take her long to realize that the trips were going to be dominated by male conversation and she was going to be pretty much a spectator. She had no interest in any of the balls: base, foot or basket, and hockey (pardon the pun) left her cold. She also wasn't going to be able to contribute when it came to hunting, fishing, golf or car talk. She decided that she had better remember to bring a book to read on the days it was her turn to ride instead of drive. She had a bad day that day and she didn't spend any time teasing the boys in the front row. All she could think about was being forced to have sex with Hank and Jim and it soured her. As she steered the Suburban toward the mall she thought about ways to get out from under the blackmail of Hank and Jim. The one she would have loved to do was to shoot both of them in the cock and balls, but as much as she would have enjoyed that she didn't really want to go to jail because of it. +++++ Hank managed to ruin her Wednesday without saying a word. He sat on the front seat, leaning against the door and just watched her. She knew he was planning something and she was certain that she wasn't going to like it. Thursday is when it was sprung on her. Her fourth hour ended and she went into Jim's office and locked the door behind her. Jim came out from behind his desk, took his cock out of his pants and sat down on the edge of his desk. "Come on missy, give me some mouth." She took a deep breath, let it out and walked over to him. She was just bending to take him in her mouth when she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She looked and saw Thomas standing there and starting to unzip his trousers. "What is he doing here" she demanded. "That was the deal. He only agreed to talk with Hank because we promised him a taste." "No! There is no way I am going to do that." "Missy, you don't have a choice. You do it or we go to the office on you." "So go asshole, because I'm not going to do it and since you are going to go to Admin anyway I don't have to be here." She turned and headed for the door and Jim hollered after her, "You best rethink this missy." "Fuck you" she snarled as she stalked out of the room. That evening when the rest of the car poolers were gone Hank told her to move over to the van. "No." "Jim told me I might have trouble with you tonight. We need to get something straight here Kathleen. You are in no position to be giving me and Jim grief. I will follow through on my threat. You will fuck us when we say or I will report you to administration." "And you think that I care? If I had let you get away with what tried to do this afternoon I could end up in jail. I'll take my chances on losing my job, but I will not chance going to jail for having sex with one of my students. In fact, the more I think about it the more I think that the suspicion angle plays both ways. You tell your story, I'll explain what really happened and tell them about you and Jim blackmailing me. That will put you under as big a cloud as me. Now get out of my car; I need to get home to my family." "Speaking of home, how well do you think your husband will handle knowing that you have fucked both Jim and me?" "About as well as your wife when I tell her about the two times you forced me to have sex with you." "She won't believe you." "It won't matter to me if she does or doesn't. I'll have planted the seed and she'll be on you like stink on shit from then on. Now get out of my car." He opened the door to get out and as he was getting out he said, "This isn't over yet." +++++ The next morning Hank sat in the back and talked about the baseball games coming up on that weekend. When they got to school and she parked she timed her exit from the car to put her next to Hank and she handed him a cassette tape. "What's this?" "A copy of the tape that the recorder in my purse made when we talked in the car last night. Take a listen and decide if you want the school board or your wife to hear it. If you decide that you would rather not let anyone else hear it I would suggest that you leave me alone from now on." She had an unbelievably good day that Friday. Darrel Johnson, sitting in the front row of her first hour class was treated to the sight of her stocking tops and he unwittingly showed his appreciation with the 'woodie' he sprouted. Second hour she had Jake Schneider work a problem on the board and while he was doing that she "accidentally" dropped an eraser and when she went to pick it up he saw a generous amount of her breasts. He rewarded her with a lump in his jeans. Third hour was Phillip Reed's best in a long time as he was able to see all the way up her dress and see what color her panties were. Fourth hour was disappointing because she had two student teachers monitoring the class so she had to be careful. She had asked Benny Kotlarz to help her during her free period between her fourth hour and her final class. At the end of fourth hour she went to the bathroom and took off her bra and panties and went back to the classroom and waited for Benny. The two of them had moved several things in the classroom and it seemed like everything they did had to be done with her leaning forward with her tits almost falling out of her blouse. When she let poor Benny go she just knew he headed straight for the bathroom to take care of his problem. Her last class put the icing on the cake as far as the day was concerned. Harry Short and Albert Hiss were sitting on the front row in front of her desk. She had allowed her skirt to ride up and she sat there and crossed and uncrossed her legs and watched as they strained to see what they thought they just might be seeing - her naked pussy. The members of the car pool were waiting for her when she got to the car. She was a little late because she had been in the ladies room getting herself off. It was too bad that Hank was such an asshole. If he had been nicer to her she probably would have gotten into his van with him when they got to the Sear's lot. Poor Rick had to take up the slack and when she was done with him she didn't know if he would have enough strength to get out of bed in the morning, let alone enough strength to go out and play golf. +++++ Friday's good mood carried over into Saturday. She woke up horny, but Rick had already gotten up and had left for the golf course to play his eighteen. She was hot enough to do something wicked, but she didn't know what. She was dressed for her usual Saturday tease at Wal-Mart or K-Mart, but for some reason neither one of those appealed to her that morning. Maybe she needed a change of scenery, like maybe hit a mall and see how many she could get to follow her around. She dropped the kids off at dance and headed for the mall, but when she hit the exit for the mall she kept on going. She knew where she really wanted to go; it had been lurking in the back of her mind for over a week. She was going back to the adult bookstore. She pulled up and parked in the lot and took a deep breath before getting out of the car and heading for the door. It would be different this time. This time she had on what she thought of as her "slut suit." Just seeing her in her five inch "Fuck me" heels would have been enough, but short skirt, low cut blouse and breasts not covered by a bra should cause havoc among the degenerates hanging around inside. The men might even fight to get into the booths next to the one she chose. She walked in the door and looked around and heard someone mutter, "Oh my God!" She smiled and walked over to the wall where the sex aids were displayed. She took her time checking out everything that was there and twice she bent at the waist to look at something on the bottom shelf and heard a man gasp as her tits almost fell out of her blouse. She picked up a life-like dildo and turned it over and over in her hands while licking her lips and she heard someone emit a low moan. She put the dildo back and then sauntered down the aisle looking at the video tapes and CD's on display. She spent the better part of fifteen minutes walking up and down the three aisles looking at all of the books and magazines on display and turning on the seven men in the store. When she felt that she had accomplished all she could in the store proper she went to the counter and got some tokens and headed for the booths in the arcade. She looked for an empty booth that had booths on either side of it and when she found one she went inside and locked the door behind her. She fed all the tokens into the machine and started pushing buttons until she found the movie she wanted - two men and a woman - and she then sat down, leaned back on the seat and started fingering her pussy. As she stroked her fingers into her pussy she remembered her Saturday with Billy and Todd and it didn't take her long to where she was breathing hard and moaning. She never saw eyes at the glory holes watching her, but she knew there were men in the booths on either side of her. She knew because cocks came into her booth through both of the holes. She looked at them and tried to decide what she wanted to do. She decided that she wanted both of them. She reached out a hand for each cock and grasped them and started to stroke them. They felt hot and hard in her hands, but what she needed was to get herself off. She remembered what she had done on her last visit and she let go of the cocks and arranged herself so that she could take the cock on her right between her feet and the cock on her left in her left hand and then she settled back on the seat. Then, while she used her right hand on her pussy the man on the left fucked her fist and the man on the right got a foot job. After a couple of minutes the man on the right came, but this time it was different from the previous time; this time the cum didn't fall on the floor, it splashed out on her feet and her ankles. The cock pulled back through the hole and she turned her attention to the cock on her left. While she was jacking it off another cock came through the hole on the right. She rearranged herself and took the cock on her right between her feet and went back to fingering herself. The cock on her left spit out a stream of ropey cum and then it pulled back and in less than a minute another cock came through the hole. Oh God she was so hot, so fucking hot. Her fingers pounded her pussy and rubbed her clit. She let go of the cock on her left and her cum covered feet feel away from the cock on the right as she concentrated on reaching her orgasm. "Oh God, oh God, oh God" she moaned as she pushed and probed and brought her orgasm closer and closer and then it hit and her body shook as it washed over her. When she settled down she saw the neither cock had left. She reached out and took hold of both of them, grasped them tight and then let the owners fuck her fists. She leaned to the left and lowered her head and blew her hot breath on the cock head. She felt the man strain to get even more cock through the hole in expectation of getting a blow job and then she did the same to the man on the right. For the next couple of minutes she alternated between the two until, finally, the one on the right blew. It caught her by surprise and a glob of cum hit her on the chin before she could jerk back out of the way. The cock spit out two more spurts, both of which fell to the floor, and she turned her attention to the cock on the left. She blew on it and stroked it and as soon as she felt it pulse she pulled back and the man's cum arced through the air and splattered on the floor. She let go of the cock and took a tissue out of her purse and wiped her chin and the she sat back in the chair to give the two men time to leave the arcade. She did not want to see their faces. She new that if they loitered in the store section they would see her when she came out and they would know that she was the one who had relieved them, but she wouldn't know who they were and that was what was important to he - they had to remain faceless. She was sitting there while she waited making a list in her mind of what she needed to do after she got home that day when another cock came through the hole on her right. It was throbbing and it was black. She stared at it and wondered, same as she had last time, if it would taste any different than any of the white cocks she had sucked. It stuck through the hole and it twitched and she saw the veins throbbing. She might never have another chance to satisfy her curiosity and after all it was only one more faceless cock and for some unknown reason she got immensely turned on by faceless cocks. She reached out and took the black piece of meat in her hand. She held it in her hand and felt the heat of it travel up her arm and into the rest of her body. She bent her head toward it as she slowly stroked and blew on it. She had a silly thought as she flicked her tongue out and licked the cock head, "Would it taste like chocolate?" She opened her mouth and leaned forward, but at the last second she stopped. "I can't do this," she thought, "I have to get control of myself." But she couldn't bring herself to be a heartless bitch. By the very act of taking him in her hand she had promised him that she would get him off. She kept blowing her hot breath on his cock head as she jacked him off and when she felt him throb she pulled her head back and watched the thick rope of cum shoot from the pee hole and drop to the floor of the booth. She milked his cock until no more cum appeared, but she didn't let go of the cock. The man might think she was going to play with him and get him hard again, but her real reason was to keep him from pulling his cock out of the hole and leaving the booth. Unless there were more black men in the store she would be instantly be able to put a face to the cock she had just gotten off and she didn't want that. She wanted the cock to remain faceless. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 08 While she held the cock with one hand she got herself ready and then she let go of the cock and was out the door of her booth and on her way to her car before the man could pull his cock back out of the glory hole. As she drove off the parking lot she told herself that she was never going to go back there again. +++++ She was half way to the pool when her cell phone rang. "Hello?" "Hello slut, miss me? Thinking about me shoving my hard cock into that hot, wet cunt of yours?" Oh God, she thought about it all the time, but she would never tell him that. "Who are you and why do you keep bothering me?" "Because I intend to fuck you slut and that's all the reason I need to keep bothering you. You don't want to be bothered anymore? Pick a time and a place slut and we can get it over with. I AM going to fuck you. A time and a place slut, think about it" and he disconnected. To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 09 Monday it was Steve's turn to drive and his Honda Accord wasn't near as roomy and comfortable as her Suburban had been. Hank sat up front with Steve and she ended up in the back between Harry and Ralph. Anticipating that the men would be talking about the outcomes of the weekends sporting events she brought a magazine to read. She had trouble concentrating on what she was reading because she kept thinking of the thoughts she'd had over the weekend. Following her visit to the adult bookstore she had realized she was on the edge of being out of control. Her classroom behavior was fast approaching the outrageous and it didn't matter how much it excited her and turned her on she was going to have to rein it in. She could still tease the front row boys as she sat at her desk, but there would be no more going without her panties. And she had to stop being alone in a room with a student following her fourth hour. She was just going to have to get by on her teasing the boys in the front row. It would be hard, but she was going to have to do it. The day flew by and while she made no overt attempt to tease, the boys in the front row still got to see some stocking tops and she did get to see a lump or two form. She was sitting in her classroom grading papers when Jim came into the room. "You didn't show like you was supposed to missy. I waited and you didn't show and I ain't happy bout that." "Oh gee Jim; I'm just so sad to hear that you are unhappy. Get used to it asshole and get out of my room." "You seem to forget we got you by the cunt hairs bitch. You best get rid of that attitude if you know what's good for you." "Have you talked with Hank since last Thursday?" "No." "Well then I'd suggest you go do it before you find your worthless ass in jail for blackmail. Now get out of here so I can get back to work." "You ain't heard the last of this missy." "You better hope to hell that I have" she said as she got back to work on the papers in front of her. The trip home that night she was in the back sandwiched between Ralph and Hank and she was becoming slowly aware of the disadvantages of being in a car pool with Hank. He kept dropping his hand on her leg and she kept pushing it away. She was going to have to find some way to avoid sitting next to him without making a big deal out of it. +++++ Tuesday she planned on getting to the mall early enough to be able to sit upfront with Steve, but the kids were slow moving that day and by the time she arrived Ralph had the front seat so she had to get in back. Hank was the next to arrive so she ended up between him and Harry. As he had on the previous day he kept putting his hand on her leg and she kept pushing it away. She spent the entire trip to school trying to deflect Hank's unwanted attentions. When she got out of the car at school she was determined to be out of school and at the car early enough to get the front seat. The day went by and she pretty much behaved herself and only once, during fourth hour, had she let her skirt ride up high enough so that when she spread her legs her stocking tops could be seen. She was rewarded by seeing a boner on one of the boys in the front row. At the end of her last class she grabbed her purse and was headed for the door of her room and hopefully for the front seat when Thomas Sutler walked into the room. "Yes Thomas, what is it?" "I need to talk to you." If it were anyone other than Thomas she would have told them to see her the next day, but she couldn't do that with Thomas. For one thing she wanted to know what he had to say and she needed to know who else he had told other than Hank and Jim. She reached inside her purse and clicked on her recorder, sat down behind her desk and motioned for Thomas to take a seat in the front row. "All right Thomas, what is it?" He looked down at the floor and then said, "I'm sorry. I didn't want to say anything to them, but they told me if I didn't they would take me to the principal and call my parents." "They told me that you said I deliberately gave you a come on." "No I didn't. I told them just how it happened and how it was an accident and all." "And then what happened?" "You know." "No I don't Thomas." "They told me if I went along with them that I could, you know...what we were going to do the other day." "Coach Martin and Jim Gamble promised you that when they blackmailed me you could have sex with me?" "Well...yeah." "Why would you want that?" "Because you are a fox. All the guys want to have sex with you." "Who else have you told?" "No one, honest, I didn't tell anyone else." She looked at him sitting there in front of her and she help but notice he had a stiffy. Even as stressful as his coming to tell her he was sorry must have been on him she still turned him on. She wondered what his cock would look like, taste like, and then she caught herself. "Thank you Thomas, I appreciate your telling me this and for apologizing. But please, no one else ever knows, okay?" "Yes ma'am." "All right. I'll see you in class tomorrow." Thomas got up and left and she reached into her purse and turned off the recorder and then she got up and headed for the parking lot. Everyone else was already there and she ended up in the back with Hank and Harry. Hank started with the hand on the leg bit before they were even out of the parking lot. While she was busy trying to fight off Hank she noticed that Harry had grown a sizeable lump in his trousers and a quick glance showed that he was watching what Hank was doing. Was Harry getting turned on? Did he think that Hank was going to get anywhere? While she was wondering what Harry was thinking and looking at his tented trousers Hank managed to get a hand on her leg up under her skirt and was moving toward her pussy. She quickly reached for his wrist and grabbed it and tried to pull Hank's hand out from under her skirt, but he used all of his strength to keep his hand where it was. She reached over and tried to use both hands to try and stop Hank and while she was doing that Harry started playing with her tits. Up to that point she had been keeping silent so as to not attract the attention of the two men up front, but with Harry's hands on her tits and Hank's fingers only inches from her pussy she finally yelled: "Damn it you two, stop that!" Ralph turned and looked into the back at them and she saw the sudden interest in his eyes. Then Hank pulled his hand out from under her skirt and she turned her attention to Harry and tried to push his hands away from her tits. She was so busy fighting off Harry that the sound of the zipper didn't register on her until it was too late. She heard Hank say: "I've got something here for you you prick-teasing little whore." She turned to look at him and saw that he had taken his cock out of his pants and it was sticking up out of his lap. He grabbed her head in both hands and started pulling it down as he said: "Come on you little slut; you liked it well enough the last time I fed it to you." "Oh my God," she thought, "He's just told everyone in the car that he's had me. What are they going to think? Duh...stupid question, they are going to think they are next." She stiffened her neck and clamped her jaws shut and tried to turn away, but Hank was just too strong. She was determined that she would not do what he intended and she refused to open her mouth. She hoped that the others would see her fighting it and that they would help her, but that hope was dashed when Steve said: "You want me to find some place to park?" "No need," said Hank, "I like the idea of getting sucked off in broad daylight and with a chance of people driving by seeing going on. Pinch her tits Harry, or run your hand up under her skirt and play with her cunt." Harry did both. He ran his right hand up her leg and ran his left inside her blouse and bra and pinched a nipple. She yelped when he pinched her and that gave Hank the open mouth he needed and he pushed his cock inside. "Suck it sweetie. You do it and you get to control how it goes. Don't, and I just hold your head and ram it in and if you choke that's just too bad. Come on sweetie, you sure seemed to like it the last time." He was pushing her head down hard and forcing his cock to the back of her throat and she was going to choke if she didn't do what he wanted. She used her right hand to tap him twice on the leg to let him know that he had won and he released the downward pressure. She started sucking his cock, bobbing her head up and down, her tongue bathing his hard cock and as she sucked on him she knew that Steve was watching in the rear view mirror and Ralph was looking over the back seat at her. She doubted Harry was watching because he was busy pushing up her skirt, pushing her panties aside and pushing his fingers into her pussy. She moaned and her body tingled the way it always did when she knew she was being watched. Harry got tired of just fingering her dripping pussy and he grabbed her legs and manhandled her up onto her knees. She didn't bother trying to fight because she knew it wouldn't do any good. She heard him say: "Don't move; I don't want to cut you." She felt something cold against her pussy lips and it sawed back and forth a couple of times and then she felt the pressure of her panties against her crotch give way and she knew that Harry had used a knife to cut her panties away. She heard a zipper being worked and she braced herself for what she knew was coming. She felt the cock head pushing at her pussy and then he was inside her and pushing deep. She moaned and pushed back at Harry. "God, what a hot little slut," Ralph said, "Who knew? Hot, available pussy and we just never knew. My turn in the back seat tomorrow." "You won't have to wait until tomorrow," Hank said, "When we get to the mall we will take her into my van." "Oh my God," she thought, "They are going to gangbang me, make me pull a train." "You guys got an audience," Steve said, "That semi was passing us and all of a sudden it slowed down to keep pace with us. You guys are being watched." She lifted her mouth off of Hank and looked up and right into the eyes of the man looking down from the passenger window of the big truck. He smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up and she moaned, "Oh my God" and had her first orgasm. "Get back to it baby," Hank said and she obediently went back to sucking his cock. Two blasts came from the air horn on the truck and it started to pull away from them. Steve laughed and said: "He must have put out the word on his CB radio because here comes another one." She looked up just as another semi pulled up alongside them and then slowed to match speeds. A man looked down at her and he blew her a kiss and she moaned and went back to sucking Hanks cock. The truck paralleled them for another two minutes or so and then it sounded its air horn and pulled away. While the business with the trucks was going on Harry had been pounding away at her pussy hard enough to give her a second orgasm while at the same time getting him closer and closer to his. Ralph was watching and was saying: "Fuck her Harry, fuck her hard. Oh Jesus what a hot little slut." She heard Harry moan, "Oh God" and then she felt him spill inside her. Harry pulled out of her pussy and Ralph said, "I'm next." Steve said, "I don't know about that. We'll flip to see who gets her next." "Make it shoot sweetie," Hank said, "Make it shoot." She worked a hand into his fly and got her hand on his balls and he lurched up from the seat, driving his cock deep in her mouth and then he blew his load against the back of her throat. His cum slid down into her belly just as Steve said, "We're here" and pulled up and parked next to Hank's van. Hank said, "Let's get her into the van" and he pulled her out of the Accord and over to the van. Once inside she was pushed down on her back and as Harry pulled her ruined panties off of her Steve and Ralph flipped a coin to see who was going to fuck her next. Steve won the toss and Hank laughed as he told Ralph that Ralph hadn't lost. "You won her mouth, and believe me it don't get any better than that." Steve pushed her legs apart and drove his cock into her as Ralph knelt down beside her head and pushed his cock into her mouth. And then the three men used her. When Steve came and pulled out Ralph moved between her legs and Hank took her mouth. Ralph finished and Hank took her pussy while Harry used her mouth. Next she was put on her hands and knees and Harry fucked her doggie while she sucked on Steve. Harry came and Steve moved behind her and buried his bone in her, but when Ralph moved to take her mouth she turned her head aside. "No more. I can't do anymore. I have to get home. I have to pick my kids and I have to start dinner so no more." Ralph backed off and she put her head down on her arms as Steve plowed into her. She'd had half a dozen orgasms and she didn't think she could have another, but Steve's hard driving cock proved her wrong and she had another climax just as he shot his juice into her. While she was wiping her dripping pussy with her ruined panties she listened to the three as they discussed her like she wasn't even there. "No fucking her on the way to school and on the way back here. It is kinky and it is exciting fucking her as we roll along with truckers watching us, but sooner or later the cops will catch us at it. All the fucking will take place in the van, okay?" He got murmurs of ascent from the other two and then he went on. "Blow jobs only. We will set up a rotation for her to follow as she gives head to and from school." Harry asked, "What about when it is her turn to drive?" "I don't think she should drive anymore," Ralph said. "Good idea," Steve said, "It's fair. We drive, we supply the gas and she keeps us all happy." She was just opening her mouth to protest and Hank saw it and cut her off. "No sweetie, you don't have any say in the matter. Show her Ralph." Ralph smiled at her and held up his cell phone and there on the screen was a picture of her on her knees with her mouth on Harry and Hank shoving his cock into her from behind. "I've got eleven pictures of you having fun. That's eleven pictures I'm sure that you don't seen by anyone else. So you behave, keep doing what we all know you like doing and everything will be cool." As she drove home she wondered why she hadn't told the three of them to go fuck themselves. They were all married and if they showed those photos of her they would also be showing themselves as well. Even if Ralph downloaded them onto a computer and used a PhotoShop program to remove their faces she could still tell their wives that it was their husbands who did her. As she pulled into her drive she realized why she hadn't told them to fuck off and die. She wanted to do what they wanted her to do. It was no different than what she had done while riding the train. It wasn't so much sucking the cocks, although she did love a hot, hard cock in her mouth, no - it was everyone else there knowing and straining to see it going on. The thought of sucking a cock on the way to work and on the way home while people in higher vehicles were looking down and seeing her do it was hat she wanted. What she wanted and what she needed. +++++ On the Sunday at the end of spring break the Robinsons, her next door neighbors had come over and introduced themselves. Rick and Charlie discovered a common interest in old cars and golf and they soon left to go over to the Robinsons garage and look at the 1966 Pontiac Catalina the Charlie was restoring. As she and Sarah talked it came out that Sarah did home daycare for several other mothers in the surrounding neighborhoods and before Sarah went back home Kathleen had arranged for Sarah to keep her kids when they got home from school. Just as she was getting out of the Suburban to go over to Sarah's to get the kids her cell phone beeped. The screen said, "Private call" so she knew who it was. She pushed the button and said: "What do you want?" "Silly question slut, especially since you already know the answer. I want you slut, and I'm going to get you." "No you aren't." "Oh yes I will slut and you can bet the house on it. I could even tell you when, right down to the day, but I want to leave you in suspense. Get ready slut. I'm going to use all three holes and you are going to love it." She started to say, "You are out of your mind" but he had already disconnected. He knew the day? Who was he and how did he know so much about her. As she walked toward Sarah's she thought about another problem - Sarah's two teenaged sons. She had yet to speak to either of them, but she couldn't forget that they had seen her on the kitchen floor with Billy and Todd. To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 10 Thursday morning the four men were waiting for her when she pulled up and parked at the mall. Steve and Hank were already sitting on the front seat and Ralph was already in the back. Harry was standing there waiting so she knew she was expected to take the middle of the back seat. She got in the Accord and Harry got in after her. As Harry closed the door Hank said: "We set up a rotation sweetie. We drew for position and the way it came out is Ralph, Harry, Steve and then me. Ralph gets you on the way to work this morning and Harry gets you on the way home. You sit up front with Steve tomorrow and make him smile on the way to school and I'll get mine on the way home. Monday the rotation will start over." While Hank was speaking Ralph was pulling down his zipper and taking out his cock. She looked at the hard piece of meat sticking up out of Ralph's lap and then she looked from man to man and saw that they all expected her to go along without protest. "If I do this, no more pictures. If I see one camera or camera phone pointed at me it is over and I'll do my best to take you all down with me if you ever show those pictures. Is that understood?" "Whatever you say sweetie" Hank said as Ralph put a hand behind her head and began pulling it down to his cock. She opened her mouth and Ralph pushed his cock in it and she started sucking. She was concentrating on getting him off and didn't notice when he took his hands away from her head. "She likes it" Hank said, "I told you that she liked it. We got us a winner here." "We also have company" Steve said. She looked up to see a high setting pick up truck cruising along beside them and two guys were looking down into the car and watching her suck off Ralph. "Oh God" she moaned and had a small orgasm just as Ralph pulled her head back down onto his cock. "Watch this" she mentally said to the guys in the truck, "Watch this and want it." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She spent her free time during the day trying to find a way out of the predicament that the four men had her in. Not that she minded sucking their cocks - she loved the feel of a cock in her mouth - but being forced to do it pissed her off. She hadn't been forced on the train and as a result she had looked forward to her train trips to and from work. She wasn't deliberately teasing her front row students anymore. They were still being teased, but it was automatic now; she did it without even thinking about it. In fact, the only time she was aware of it anymore was when the bell rang and the students got up to leave. It was then that she saw their hard ons pushing their trousers trying to get out. More than once the sight of those lumps had sent her to the girl's restroom to masturbate. She had been so pre-occupied with what had been going on lately with Jim, Hank, the car pool and being worried about what Thomas might have said and to whom, that she hadn't set up any fun for her free period in the afternoon. She felt the need to really light a fire in a student. She looked out over her third hour class trying to decide if she wanted one of them to help her clean shelves when her eyes settled on Mike Bruner. He was sitting in the front row straining his eyes trying to see up her skirt. He would do; yes, he would do nicely. The bell rang and everyone got up to leave and she said: "Mr. Bruner, would you wait for a moment please?" He stepped up to her desk and waited to see what she wanted. "Mr. Bruner" she asked, "You don't have a fifth hour class do you?" "No ma'am." "I need some help moving some books this afternoon during fourth hour. Any chance that you could give me a hand?" "Yes ma'am, I'd be happy to." "Thank you Mike, I'll see you then." At the end of fourth hour she hurried to the bathroom and took off her bra and then left the top button on her blouse unbuttoned. She didn't have to pinch her nipples; they were already stiff with anticipation. Back in the classroom she set up the ladder and when Mike got there she explained to him what she wanted him to do. "Take those books off the second shelf and hand them down to me. Then, while I dust the books you can dust the shelf and then I'll hand the books back up to you." For the next thirty-five minutes, while she pretended to be oblivious to what he was doing, Mike looked down and saw her braless tits, stiff nipples and all, as he handed books down to her and as she handed them back up to him. He had major wood when she told him that they were done for the day. "Can you help me finish this up tomorrow?" "Yes ma'am, I sure can" he said as he hurried off to his next class or more likely the boy's bathroom to take care of his 'problem'. She was hot enough to fuck, but she had waited to long to end it and she hadn't left herself enough time to get to the bathroom, get herself off and be back in time for her last class of the day. When she climbed into the Accord after school she had already stopped at the girl's bathroom and removed her panties and by the time the door had closed behind her she had her skirt up to her waist. As she reached for Harry's zipper she said: "Finger me Ralph, get me off. Please get me off." There were no semi trucks and no jacked up pick up trucks around that evening, but she didn't care that no one saw her sucking Harry's cock. All she cared about was Ralph's busy fingers in her pussy and she found herself wishing they were traveling in Hank's van so one of them could fuck her. She managed to get Harry off and Ralph got her off - twice - by the time they reached the mall parking lot. Steve and Hank tried to get her to go into the van with then, but she said no, that she had to get home and pick her kids up from the baby sitter. Friday she sat up front and had her head in Steve's lap for most of the trip to school. The day flew by as she anticipated her free period with Mike. It was a repeat of the day before except that this time she undid the top two buttons of her blouse. There was one other difference. Where Mike was standing on the ladder put his cock on exactly the same level as her head. When she leaned forward to hand him the books her mouth was only six inches from his tent. She hoped he wasn't so locked onto her tits that he didn't notice. Did he see it? Was he wishing he could lean forward and cross that six inch gap and put his hard cock in her mouth? Her body shivered at the thought. They finished early enough that she was able to go to the bathroom and finger herself to an orgasm before her last class. On the trip home that night she wondered, as she sucked Hank's cock, if she might not be better off finding a new job. Maybe something away from teaching. Her behavior was becoming more and more outrageous and a school was no place for it to be happening. Hank still hadn't come by the time they reached the mall and when he told her to finish him off in his van she went with him. She hadn't expected the other three to follow, but they did and minutes later she found herself naked, on her hands and knees, with Hank's cock in her mouth and Steve sliding his stiff pole into her pussy from behind. Hank came and after she had swallowed his juices Harry took her place. Steve came and Ralph took his place. Her head was bobbing up and down on Harry when she felt a cold wetness and a finger pushing at her asshole. She lifted her head and looked back to see Hank. He smiled at her. "I haven't done this hole yet." "I don't want to do that." "Haven't you yet learned that we don't care about what you want? What matters is what we want to do and what we want is to use all you have and that includes your butt." She gasped as he pushed a finger in her ass and then Harry grabbed her head and pulled it back down on his cock. "Get back on the job baby, suck it." She groaned around Harry's cock as Hank worked a second and then a third finger into her butt. She hated the fact that they were in her, but she didn't want them taken out because she knew what would follow there removal. Harry was just saying "Here it comes sweetie, suck it all down" when she felt hank pull his fingers out and put the head of his cock against her asshole. It was going to hurt, even with the prep it was going to hurt, and she had a sudden thought - she didn't have to hurt alone!! She forced her head down taking as much of Harry's cock as she could and she clamped her lips tight and sucked hard to get all the juice he was spitting out. When Hank pushed his cock past her sphincter she bit hard with her teeth and then jerked her head up, dragging her teeth along the length of Harry's cock and her, "Ow, that hurts!" was drowned out by Harry's loud, "Mother fuck, what the hell are you doing?" "That hurt damn it, that hurt" she cried. "What the fuck Hank? Why didn't you warn me so I could get my dick out of her mouth? She damn near bit my cock off." "Sorry, but it will feel better when you soak it in her ass. Damn she is tight. Must not take it in the ass much." "We can cure that" Ralph said. "Oh yes indeed we will" Steve said. Hank was holding her hips and fucking her ass and Harry moved and started rubbing his cock where she had bit him and while she watched that with some small satisfaction Steve took his place at her mouth. "If you decide to ram her hard you had better fucking tell me Hank. I don't want her biting my cock. He pulled her head down on his cock and told her to start sucking. Hank's pounding was starting to feel good as the pain receded and she pushed her butt back at him. "That's it baby doll, I knew you would like it." He fucked her hard for another two minutes or so and then said, "Hot sauce coming baby doll" and then she felt his spurt. He pulled out and Ralph moved in behind her. "I want to do something different," Ralph said, "I've read about it, but I've never tried it. Slide down Steve and shove it in her pussy." "What are you going to do?" Steve asked. "Two hole her. Take ass and pussy at the same time." "No!" she cried, "You can't." "Oh yes we can sweetie, and we are going to so you might as well relax and enjoy it." The two men manhandled her into position and then Steve drove his cock up in to her and then put his arms around her neck and pulled her down so she was lying on his chest. Ralph worked his cock into her ass and the two men began to work her between them. She had never felt so full and in spite of not wanting it she began getting into it. The sensations were overwhelming. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning when hands took hold of her head and turned it to the side. She opened her eyes and saw Harry's cock at her mouth. "You hurt it" he said, "So you get to kiss it and make it better." All four men took part at keeping her "air tight" and when they were done with her and she was lying on the mattress watching them dress she said: "Don't any of you feel guilty about this? How about you Steve, don't you feel bad at forcing me to do this?" "I'm not forcing you." "No, Ralph is the one blackmailing me, but you are going along with it. How would you feel if you found out that your wife had this happen to her?" "My wife would never do anything like this." "She would if she wasn't given any more choice in it than I was. You proud of yourself Ralph? Using your cell phone to take pictures of Hank forcing me and using the pictures to force me to have sex with all of you?" "Pride has nothing to do with it honey. My wife doesn't like sex and I do. I saw a chance to get some and I took it." "You are also a dirt bag Ralph. I saw you sneaking a picture with your cell phone while Harry, Hank and Steve were doing me. I said no more pictures, remember?" "I remember, but you seem to have forgotten that we have already told you that what you want doesn't mean shit to us." "How about me baby doll" Hank asked, "Aren't you going to ask me how I could do this to you?" "No Hank, you are lower than pond scum as far as I'm concerned and I can't stand to look at you, let alone talk to you." She reached for her clothes and started dressing as the men left to go home. "See you Monday baby doll" Hank said as she was getting out of his van. "Fuck you asshole." Rick got a break from her that night and she wasn't sure, but she thought he looked relieved. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She was busy getting the kids ready to go to dance class when the phone rang. It was Sarah asking her if she would mind dropping Chris and Bobby off at their soccer game. She didn't really want to because it meant she would have to dress conservatively and then find a place to change into her "slut suit" before heading over to K-Mart. But, Sarah was doing her a big favor in watching her kids when they got out of school so she could hardly say no. She made general conversation with the boys as they drove toward the soccer field and she found out that Chris, the nineteen year old, wanted to be a firefighter when he got out of school and that he had a seventeen year old girlfriend. Bobby, the eighteen year old hadn't decided what he wanted to do when he got older. She wanted to sound them out on what they had seen the day she moved in, but the kids were in the car so she couldn't. She dropped them at the field and then dropped the kids off at dance class. She hit a gas station and while the gas was pumping into the Suburban she changed clothes in the restroom. Things went well at K-Mart and she was able to flash her braless tits to several men and young boys and she collected a few followers before she went into the changing booths for what she considered "showtime." She adjusted the curtain the same as last time and then she did the same strip she had last time, but this time instead of trying on several outfits she took her dildo out of her purse, spread her legs wide and started playing with it. She rubbed it slowly over her ass cheeks and watched the gap in the mirror until she had an audience at the trouser rack and then she brought the fake cock around to the front and began sliding it in and out of her pussy. She worked it until it was in as far as it would go and then she slowly drew it out and moved it up and down her body until it was between her breasts. She moved her arms to press her breasts together and then tit fucked herself with the rubber dick. She lowered her head and licked it, tasting herself, and then she slid it back down to her pussy, put it back in her purse and then dressed. She was standing in line at the check-out stands when the man behind her leaned forward and said in a low voice: "That was incredible what you did in the changing booth. Can I buy you a drink?" She turned and saw a tall and very good looking man. She looked at her watch and then said: "Sorry, not today. I have to meet a customer in an hour and then my husband expects me home by three. Same time?" "Oh yeah, I can do that." The line moved up and she placed her items on the conveyor belt and while she waited she looked the man over and noticed that he had a rather sizeable bulge. She looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to her and satisfied that no one was she reached out and touched the large lump. Even through his jeans it felt hot and she felt it twitch. "Did I do that?" "You know damned well you did." "What a pity I can't have it today." And then it was her time to check out. Just as she was leaving the checkout stand she leaned toward the man and whispered: "Same time, same place and bring money. It's two-fifty for four hours" and then smiling at the astonished look on his face she turned and pushed her cart out of the store. As she loaded her purchases into the car she wondered if the man would show up next Saturday with the money in his pocket. No matter, this K-Mart store was going on the list with the adult bookstore as a place not to return to. But as she turned the key in the ignition she had the thought that she'd never fucked for money and she wondered what it would feel like. Maybe she would come back to the K-Mart one more time - just to see if the man did show. Another thought occurred to her as she drove over to the swimming pool to pick up the kids. The Watcher hadn't called her. Had something happened to him? Or was he close and getting ready to pounce? And why did the thought of him pouncing make her pussy wet? Poor Rick was destroyed that night. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She woke before Rick in the morning and was sitting up in bed looking at him and wondering how she had lucked out in landing such a marvelous man and superb lover. She loved him and didn't ever want to be with anyone else, but if she didn't get herself under control he was going to eventually find out about her activities and she didn't think he would be pleased, not even a little bit. She promised herself that she would put an end to what she was doing. She fed the kids their breakfast and then made up a tray and took it up to the bedroom. She woke Rick up with a slow, sensuous blow job and then fed him breakfast in bed. "What's up Kath? Why the special treatment to day?" "I've got to pamper you stud. Keep you wanting to give me more of what you gave me last night." "Is that all you think of anymore is sex?" "Why, you don't like sex anymore?" "Well yeah, I like sex as much as the next person." "Then you better take all you can get while you can get it. Those hormones that the birth control pills scrambled are starting to level out. I left you alone three nights this week. Enough sex talk. I've got to get dressed and get outside and figure out how I want to landscape the back yard. Summer vacation is not far off and I plan to be up to my elbows in dirt putting in flowers, plants, fruit trees and whatever. You just lay there and rest up. You might need to be well rested when I climb into bed with you tonight." She was standing next to the fence drawing the layout of a flower bed when Chris came up to her on his side of the fence. "Hi" he said. "Good morning Chris." "Whatcha doing?" "Figuring out where to plant my flowers and shrubs." "Want to see something cool?" "Sure." He took something out of his pocket and held it up. "It's my cell phone and it takes pictures. Here, look." She did and she saw it was a picture of her on her kitchen floor with Billy and Todd. "It looks like fun" Chris said, "Me and Bobby would like to try it. What do you think of the idea?" What could she say? As long as he had that picture she was at his mercy so she said: "I think that's a cool idea." To be continued. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 11 The boys were waiting when she got to the mall Monday morning. It was Ralph's turn to drive and according to the rotation that the guys had set up he was also the next one in line for the blow job. She got in front with him and the other three got in the back. As soon as he was out of the parking lot Ralph unzipped and took his cock out and she reached over and took it in her hand. She stroked it until it was good and hard and then she let go of it and reached into her purse and took out the mini-cassette recorder and hit PLAY. She sat there and looked from face to face as the four men listened to what took place in the van on Friday. When the tape ended she said: "If you would like your very own copy of this tape I will see to it that you get one. I'll drop it off at your house and leave it with your wife." She looked over at Ralph and said, "What happened to that nice hard cock you had a minute ago? It was so stiff and erect that it was just begging for a hot mouth and now it is all wilted and pathetic looking. Why is that?" She reached over and took Ralph's limp cock in her hand and then looked into the faces of the other guys in the car one by one. She gave Ralph's cock a gentle squeeze and then said: "My rules. No pictures, not a one. All the pictures you have get deleted before the end of the day. No one other than the four of you knows about this. Absolutely no one; do you understand what I'm saying Hank?" He nodded that he understood that Jim was never to know. "Blow jobs only unless I decide I want to walk over to Hank's van and that will depend totally on how you treat me. If I do get in the van with you, you will respect my wishes. If I say no to something you will remember that no means no." She looked from man o man and then said, "And when I finish giving a blow job I expect to hear "Thank you." Do you all understand?" She got a yes from all four and then said, "I like sucking cock. I really enjoy a hot, hard dick in my mouth and being watched while I do it is a major turn on for me. I expect that whomever is driving will find me lots of semi trucks and pickup trucks that set up high enough that the driver or passengers can look down and see what I'm doing." She looked at all of them again and then she turned back to Ralph. "Come on Ralph, let's see if we can make it big again" and she bent her head and started sucking on him. +++++ She made her first big change that Monday at school. She still wore short skirts and high heels, but she stopped deliberately teasing the boys in the front row. She still crossed and uncrossed her legs a lot and she occasionally spread them wide, but she stopped deliberately pulling up her skirt and she stopped taking off her bra. She did wear half-cup push up brassieres and did wear blouses that showed some cleavage, but she stopped deliberately bending at the waist in front of her students to give them a really good look. She wouldn't pass up an opportunity if it came naturally, but she would no longer try and set up situations (except for her bookshelf cleanings). She had even made the decision to limit her free hour teasing to once a week. The changes had nothing to do with a slackening of desire on her part; it was because she knew she was on the edge of being out of control and if she didn't control herself she was going to get caught. The changes wouldn't matter all that much. Over the last two months she had shown enough that it had primed the pump and it had the effect of making the boys strain to see if they could see more and they would keep straining. Just knowing that was a turn on for her. The week flew by and she heard a lot of air horns as the men in the big rigs watched her suck off her male carpoolers. Three guys in a pick up had even followed them all the way to the mall parking lot and asked her how much she would charge to do them. She declined, but the idea made her so hot that after they had pulled away she said: "Anyone want to get in the van with me?" It turned out that all four did and when they were through with her (or she them) Rick was guaranteed another night off. But the three guys in the pick up truck offering her money to take care of them reminded her of the previous Saturday at K-Mart. She thought of that morning and wondered if the man would be there looking for her. And would he have the two hundred and fifty dollars? She had decided that she wasn't going back to that particular K-Mart anymore, but maybe just one more time? Just to see if he was there? Just to see if he was really willing to pay two-fifty for her? She wouldn't of course, but she was curious. After dinner and while they were doing the dinner dishes Rick told her that he was going to have to go out of town the next week to attend a four day seminar. "I'll have to lave Sunday night so I can be there when it starts Monday morning. It ends Thursday and if I can I'll catch a late flight home. If not, I'll be home sometime Friday." "Is our health insurance paid up?" "Why would you ask me a question like that?" "You just told me that I'm going to have to go almost a week without making love. You don't think I'm going to leave you alone when you get home, do you? I'll probably hurt you trying to play catch up. As it is you are in for a long hard weekend because I'll have to see if I can get enough to hold me until you get home." "I thought you said the change in your hormones would balance out." "The doctor said it would happen, but he didn't say when. Besides, if I know you, and I do, when things balance out you will probably start whining that you aren't getting enough loving. Best take all you can get while you can get it." After her time in the van that day she had intended to give Rick the night off, but hey; a girls got to do what a girls got to do. +++++ Saturday found her in the K-Mart parking lot staring at the front door as she steeled herself for what she was going to do. She had on her shortest skirt and her highest heels and she had no brassiere on underneath her tight low-cut blouse. She had debated not wearing any panties but found that she had too; she was dripping wet with excitement and without panties her juices would be running down her legs. She took one last look to make sure that everything was in place and then she got out of the Suburban and headed for the store. She was whistled at twice and she smiled when she saw one woman swat her companion when she caught him staring. Inside the store she grabbed a cart and started cruising the store. She looked for the man, but didn't see him anywhere. She saw lots of other men and more importantly, they saw her. She had several following her, pretending to be shopping, but somehow always seeming to be in the aisle she was in. She debated doing the changing room thing again, but really didn't want to. The only reason she was in that store on that particular morning was to see if the man had come expecting to see her. After forty-five minutes of slow browsing she decided that he wasn't going to be there. She was standing in women's wear debating on making one more tour of the store and putting everything in her cart back where she found it or just walking away from the cart when a voice behind her said: "I wondered if you would be here." She turned and saw the man. "Is your offer still good?" "Yes and no." "What does that mean?" "I've been here for over an hour so the four hours is out." She looked at her watch and said, "Three hours is all I can give you." "How much does that reduce the price?" "It doesn't." "Where will we do it?" "The parking lot of course; unless you want to pop for a motel room and waste another hour in going to one and checking in. Parking lot or motel my time limit is twelve-thirty. After that I have another engagement." "But the parking lot?" "Trust me, it will work." "Lead the way." They both abandoned their shopping carts and the man followed her out of the store. She couldn't believe she was actually going to do it. Actually sell her body to a stranger. She was so excited, so hot that her panties had to be soaking wet. She was surprised she wasn't making a squishing sound when she walked. She opened the door and motioned him inside. He entered the van and then stopped in surprise when he saw Hank sitting in the driver's seat. "Don't mind my husband sweetie. He's okay with what I do, but he worries about my safety when I'm not with one of my regulars. Give him the money so we can get started." The man looked from Hank to her and then back to Hank and then he took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to Hank. Hank opened the envelope, counted the money inside and then nodded to her and she started undressing. "Come on sweetie, let's get naked and get it on." The man stripped and she had him lay down and then she started sucking his cock. She licked the head and then ran her tongue down to the base and then drug it back up to the head. She took his nut sack in her hand and then she deep throated his cock. After a couple of minutes mouthing the man's cock she said: "It's your money sweetie; you want me on the top or on the bottom?" "Both. Start on top and then we can change." She moved over him and took his cock in her right hand and guided him into her pussy as she pushed down on him. She placed her hands on his shoulders to brace herself and then she started riding the man's cock. Up and down she moved as the man reached up and played with her breasts and behind her Hank was saying, "Ride him you beautiful fucking slut, ride him." After a couple of minutes the man wrapped his arms around her and rolled her over onto her back and then he started fucking her hard. She wrapped her legs around him, her nails dug into his back and she shoved her pussy up at him as she had her first orgasm. Another two minutes of hard fucking and the man came with a groan. She held him until she felt him go soft in her and then she pushed him off of her, swung around and went after his cock again with her mouth. It took her almost five minutes of sucking, but she got him hard again and he got her up on her hands and knees and started fucking her dog fashion. He fucked her for about two minutes and then he asked: "Can I fuck your ass? My wife won't let me do that?" "Sure you can sweetie, but we need to get it ready. Move around so I can suck your cock while my hubby gets my butt ready for you." She turned to Hank, "Get the KY out of my purse honey and get my ass ready for him." "Whatever you say dear" Hank said as he got the KY and lubed up his fingers. She captured her customer with her mouth and started sucking on him while Hank used his fingers and plenty of KY Jelly to loosen up her butt hole. After a few minutes Hank said: "Okay baby doll, that ought to do it. You are fairly loose back there now." She took her mouth off the man's cock and said, "Okay sweetie, move behind me and go get your prize." The man moved behind her and she felt his cock pushing at her asshole. "Go easy big guy, go slow and easy until I get used to you." The man did what she asked and after several minutes she started pushing back at him as he stroked into her. She moaned, "Oh God sweetie, that feels so good. Your wife doesn't know what she is missing. Fuck me sweetie, fuck my ass, fuck my ass hard." The man started fucking her a little faster and a little harder and she was moaning, "Yes, yes, yes, yes" when Hank said, "Any other things you might want to try while you have the chance? My wife is a pretty hot slut and she'll do most anything." "There is one thing" the man gasped out, "But I'll need help." "What is it?" "I've always wanted to do a threesome." "Oh God" she moaned, "You want to watch me suck my hubby's dick while you fuck my ass?" "Oh yes, please" the man asked as he kept plowing her Hershey Highway. "Get over here honey and let's give the man his money's worth." Hank dropped his trousers and offered her his cock and she took it in her mouth and then both men fucked their respective holes while she shook her way through an orgasm. After a couple of more minutes Hank said: "I don't want to come in your mouth baby doll, I want your pussy." "Lay down baby" she gasped, "And slide under me." Hank told the man to pull out of her ass long enough for Hank to get into her pussy and then plug back in. Once the two men were in her they began to work her between them and after a minute she had another orgasm and seconds later her customer dumped his load in her rectum. He pulled out of and Hank rolled her over onto her back, lifted her legs up onto his shoulders and began to pound her. Her five inch heels were up against the headliner of the van and Hank was driving into her as hard and as fast as he could. She had another orgasm and it was so strong that she screamed. The scream frightened the customer and he bolted form the van and ran off leaving the door open. Her body was shaking and she was moaning as she became aware of the two women standing there looking in the open door at Hank fucking her and seeing them triggered another small climax. She dug her nails into Hank's ass cheeks and pulled him as deep into her as she could and Hank let go his load. She felt his cum flood into her and she moaned. When he started to go soft he pulled out and it was then he noticed the two women for the first time. "Well don't just stand there" he said, "Come on in." The two women looked at each other and then they turned and hurried away. "Damn" Hank said, "That was intense. Can we do it again tomorrow? "No. I just wanted to try it once to see what it would be like to do it for money." She dressed quickly and said, "I have to hurry or I'll be late to pick up my kids." He handed her the envelope and said, "Keep me in mind the next time you want to try something different." As she drove to pick up her kids at the swimming pool she thought about what she had just done. It had been fun, but there hadn't been the excitement she wanted, at least not until she had seen the two women watching. Fucking for money would join the adult bookstore and that particular K-Mart on the list of things she wouldn't do again. +++++ The kids were outside playing and Rick was in the garage changing the oil in the Suburban. She was in the kitchen looking through the pantry for the can of condensed milk she was sure she had when the phone rang. She answered it and heard the voice that sent shivers down her spine and made her pussy tingle. "Hello slut, miss me?" She almost said, "Where have you been?" but caught herself in time. "What do you want?" He laughed, "I thought you knew by now. I want you slut and I'm going to have you" The Watcher said. "I had a particular time and date in mind, but now that your hubby is going out of town for almost a week I thought I might move things up a bit. Pick a day slut, and I'll make it happen." She was tempted to do just that - pick a day and get it over with - but instead she said, "It is never going to happen - no way - so will you stop bothering me? Just leave me alone." "Not a chance in hell slut. I'm going to take you. Get used to the idea. I'm going to have you in all of your holes and I'm going to make you love it." She pushed the button to end the call and wished she had an old fashioned phone - one the she could have slammed down into its cradle to end the call. Who was he? How did he know that Rick was going out of town and what had he meant when he said he had a particular time and place in mind? Could he actually know where she was going to be at a particular time and place? Oh God, she thought, now I have to go and change my panties. To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 12 It was a beautiful Sunday and Rick had taken the kids to the park to play on the swings and slide. She was in the backyard working on her landscaping plan and trying to figure out what she want to do with the north corner when she heard, "Hi neighbor." She turned to see Sarah coming toward her. "What are you up to?" "Trying to come up with a landscaping plan for the yard." "The soil here is pretty acidic so keep that in mind when choosing plants. When you get ready to do the work I'll loan you my boys to do the heavy lifting." "Thanks, but no thanks. Part of why I do this is that I like to do it all myself. I like to look at the finished product and know that every last bit of it was me. I won't even let Rick help." "I wondered why I didn't see him out here with you." "He took the kids to the park." "Well, if you change your mind let me know. You can use the boys whenever you want. Got to go; talk with you later." As Sarah walked away she thought, "Me use them? Little do you know it Sarah, but they want to use me." A half hour later she was throwing a load of laundry in the washing machine when the doorbell rang. When she answered the door she found Chris and Bobby standing there. "Yes?" "Can we come in?" "Why?" "We saw your husband and your kids at the park and we knew that you would be here all alone." "And?" "Well, you know, we thought it might be a good time for us to...you know." Oh yes, she knew all right. "Sorry, this would not be a good time." "Why not?" "Because they might come home at any minute." "So when would be a good time?" Never if I can help it she thought, but even as she had the thought she knew she was kidding herself. As long as Chris had that picture on his cell phone she was at risk. Better to just get it over with. "Rick will be out of town tomorrow night. Why don't you come over around nine after the kids have gone to bed and we can talk about it." "Talk about it?" "Yes Chris, talk about it. And then we will see." "Okay. Come on Bobby" he said pointedly, "Let's go look at the pictures on my cell phone." "Little shit head" she thought as he and Bobby walked away. And then it hit her! He said pictures, not picture. How many did he have? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was Hank's week to drive and it was also his turn to enjoy the trip to work. Since his van only had the two captain's chairs up front he was driving his Taurus. She was busy doing her best to get him off when he suddenly said, "Oh shit!!" and she felt the car start to slow down. "What's wrong" Steve asked. "The cops are pulling me over." She hurriedly sat up while Hank pulled over onto the shoulder and parked. "Damn it, I was almost there" he said as he quickly put his cock away, zipped up and the got his wallet out so he could get to his driver's license. He rolled down the window as the officer walked up and asked for his license, registration and proof of insurance. Hank leaned over and got an envelope out of the glove box and handed it and his license to the officer. "The reason I stopped you sir, is that you were driving 56 in a 45 miles per hour zone." "I didn't notice. I guess I was distracted talking baseball with the guys in back." "With the guys in the back or the lady in front? I'll be back in a few minutes." "Oops" Steve said, "I think he knows what was really distracting you." She sat there red-faced as the guys joked about it. "Hey Kath, you have a new nickname. We will call you Miss Distraction from now on, or Miss Dis for short." The officer came back in five minutes and as he handed the documents back to Hank he looked right at her as he said: "I'm letting you go with a warning this time. You need to pay a little more attention to your driving and avoid the ...um...distractions." As they pulled back out into traffic Hank said, "Since I was interrupted I get to finish tonight right?" She grinned and said, "That isn't up to me. You need to ask the rest of them if they are willing to have the rotation changed." "Ralph, who was next in the rotation said, "I don't know about that Hank. It was your own fault that you were driving too fast. Why should the rest of us have to pay for you being...er...um...distracted by Miss Dis." "What do you mean "The rest of us?" I'm just asking you." "If I move from this afternoon to tomorrow morning that means that Harry has to move from tomorrow morning to tomorrow afternoon and it is a ripple effect that moves everybody. Hey, what do the rest of you guys think? Should we have to pay for his bad driving?" The four men were still debating when they pulled into the parking lot at school. "What is your position on this Miss Dis" Steve asked as they were getting out of the car. "I don't have a position. I'm the doer; you doees get to decide. I'll see you tonight" and she headed on inside the school. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ As she worked through the day she thought about how turned on she had gotten knowing that the cop, even though he hadn't seen it, knew that she had been going down on Hank. She wondered how he could have known until she realized that she had told him by suddenly sitting up. He had seen her pop up and had figured out what it meant. She remembered the look on his face as he looked right in the eye and told Hank to pay more attention to his driving. The cop wanted her!!! She could see it in his eyes. She wondered what it would be like to be handcuffed in the back of his cruiser as he and his partner did a full body search on her. Oh my God would that be so hot! Her mind had wandered and suddenly she woke up to the fact that she was still in front of a class and she pulled herself back to he task at hand. "Miss Abbeg, would you please show us the problem on the board?" When she got to the car after classes she found Harry, Steve and Ralph already in the back seat so it looked like Hank had won the day. As they pulled up to their cars in the mall parking lot Hank said: "Since I'm not driving the van this week is there any chance we can have some fun in the back of your Suburban? It has tinted windows." "No chance at all. I have a ton of things I have to do tonight and I need to get home. Besides, I don't mind leaving traces of what we do in your van for you to clean up, but I don't want to have to clean up the Suburban. I might miss something and hubby could find it. You guys will just have to settle for head until you drive the van again." As she pulled out of the parking lot she wondered how she was going to handle Sarah's boys when they came over. She needed to get those photos deleted off that phone before it got into the wrong hands. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The evening went a lot faster than she thought it would. She had expected time to drag as she looked forward to what was going to happen with a certain amount of dread. Not over what she was going to have to do - there was something deliciously wicked about having sex with young boys - but about the fact that they were young boys. Young boys who would be so full of themselves over what they had done that the temptation to brag about it might be just too much for them to keep quiet. She'd had the same doubts when it came to Billy and Todd, but she had been able to control the situation by promising them they wouldn't get any more of her if they breathed a word to anyone. She could make that promise because she was moving and they wouldn't be getting too much more of her anyway. But it wouldn't be the same with Chris and Bobby - she wasn't going to move away. She fed the kids and then put their favorite tape -"Free Willy" - in the VCR and left them to watch it while she did the dinner dishes, cleaned the kitchen and put a load of laundry in the washing machine. She sat down and watched the tape with the kids and when it ended she got them ready for bed, tucked them in and kissed them goodnight. She looked at her watch and saw that it was eight o'clock. That would give the kids an hour to fall asleep before Chris and Bobby arrived. The doorbell chimed at exactly nine o'clock and she took a deep breathe and went to answer it. She found the two boys standing there with big smiles on their faces and she couldn't help but notice that their trousers were already tented. She had to fight herself to keep from reaching out and stroking them through their pants. She knew she would see them soon enough and she didn't want to seem too eager. She let them in and led them to the living room and had them sit down on the couch as she took the easy chair opposite. She took a deep breath and then went straight at it. "Okay, I know what you want, but we need to talk about what I want. I want those pictures to disappear. I want them deleted, destroyed, obliterated, totally gone. I want you to give me the phone and I'll buy you a new one; just tell me what kind you want." Chris, the nineteen year old, looked over at his brother and then said, "Okay, but what do we get in exchange besides a brand new phone?" "Isn't what I'm going to have to do tonight enough?" "No. We had had kind of planned to make a habit of it." "What do you mean, "A habit?" "A couple of times a week from now on." "No way. The longer it goes on the more likely I will get caught and if I'm going to get caught anyway I might as well get it over with now. And a couple of times a week would be out of the question anyway. I can't get out in the evenings so that means the only time we could do it would be Saturday morning and even then it could only happen between the time I could get back here from taking the kids to their lessons and then having to go back and pick them up." "Okay then, I guess we are just wasting our time here. Too bad it has to be this way. Come on Bobby, let's go." She watched the boys get up to leave and she knew she had to do something to stop them. "Wait, don't go yet. Let's see if we can't find a way to work this out." The boys sat back down and she said: "We can do Saturday's and any other time that my husband is gone. It may not be twice a week, or it could be more. It just wouldn't be a set schedule." "What do you mean?" Like this week for example. Rick will be gone for four days so you can have those three nights and Saturday. Next week you might only get Saturday, but the week after you may get two nights and a Saturday or maybe one night and a Saturday. It should average out to twice a week. But I am serious about long term. If I'm going to get caught I might as well get it over with right now." "How long?" "Since we are dealing in averages here let's say the equivalent of two months. Twice a week for two months would be sixteen times so we make sixteen times the goal. Once we reach sixteen times it is over." "You said you don't want long term, but sixteen times if we only do it on Saturday will take months." "Maybe, but most likely not. Take this week for example. You get all the nights my husband is gone plus Saturday. That is four times right there. You might only get one or two next week, but you might get four the week after that. If it worked out that way that would be ten times in three weeks." Chris turned to his brother, "What do you think Bobby?" "I think we should take the sixteen times." "Okay" Chris said, "We have a deal. Are you ready?" "As I'll ever be." She stood up and led them into the bedroom. They sat down on the bed and watched her strip for them and then they stripped and climbed on the bed. She was moving to join them on the bed when the phone rang. She picked up the cordless on the bedside table and said: "Hello?" "Oh hi darling." Miss me?" "I miss you too baby." "Oh that is so sweet of you." "No baby, don't look at it that way. You don't have to worry about me being alone because I'm not." "No baby" she said as she looked at the two young boys waiting for her on the bed, "I'm not alone because I have the kids with me." "No baby, I'm sorry, but you can't." She looked at the boys and said, "The kids are already in bed and I'm getting ready to get in bed too." "I love you too baby, good night." She hung up the phone and got on the bed with the two kids. "How do you want to do this?" "Just lie back and relax" Chris said, "You will know what to do when it is time." He bent his head and took her right breast in his mouth and his eighteen year old brother did the same to her left. Both boys reached down to her pussy and one found her clit and began rubbing it while the other slid his fingers in her pussy and started working on it. It was obvious to her that the boys were not novices at this; they had done it before and more than once. She moaned and spread her legs wider and pushed her pussy up at the hands working on it. In only a few minutes the boys had her unbelievably hot and she was writhing and moaning and Chris asked: "Are you ready?" "Oh God yes, I'm ready." "Then tell us what you want." "Fuck me, please fuck me, I need it." Bobby, the eighteen year old, left her tit and moved down to get between her spread legs and as he pushed his cock into her she moaned and pushed her pussy up at him. Chris was still working on her right breast and was rolling the nipple of the left one between her fingers. Her body felt on fire and she felt so deliciously depraved to be getting off on having a eighteen year old fuck her while his nineteen year old brother worked on her tits. Bobby pounded into her and she felt the start of an orgasm and she yelled out as she climaxed and Bobby kept slamming into her. He was fucking her hard and gasping for breath and then he made a guttural sound, pushed hard into her and then she felt the spurts leave his cock and bathe her insides. He kept driving until his cock was soft and then he pulled out and his big brother moved down to replace him. As Chris slid his cock Bobby knelt by her head and dangled his cock over her mouth. She knew what he wanted and she opened her mouth and let him put his cock in it. While she sucked on him Chris was busy fucking her and she raised her legs and clamped them around him. She felt so depraved. My God, she was almost twice their age, but they obviously didn't care and as Chris fucked her to another orgasm she realized that she didn't care either. Chris came in her and by then she had Bobby stiff again and he moved to take his brother's place between her legs. Chris laid down and she rolled over, got on her hands and knees and took his limp cock in her mouth. Bobby slid his cock into her pussy and started fucking her from behind. The boys gave her two more orgasms before they said they had to be going home and she was disappointed that she couldn't keep them with her for the night. She thought it would be a kick to wake up with two horny teenagers in bed with her. It would have been a great way to start the day. She lay there on the bed, staring up at the ceiling and feeling that warm, fuzzy feeling she got when she was sexually satisfied, and she wondered if the two boys had ever done a double penetration. They were obviously more experienced than most boys their age and she wondered where they had gotten that experience. She fell asleep wondering what it would be like riding up and down on Chris's cock while his eighteen year old brother was pushing his cock up her ass. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She was horny as hell that morning when she got in the back seat of Hank's Taurus. She pulled up her skirt to show she had no panties on and said: "I'm horny and I need to get off Harry, so please use your fingers on me while I do my duty with Ralph." Ralph had his cock out and ready and she wrapped her lips around it and went to work on it while Harry's fingers sought out her clit and began working on it. She got Ralph off and Harry got her off about a block from the school. "Stay hot sweetie" Harry said, "I want you wound up when you do me tonight." She was in a good mood and the day flew by and she didn't know if she caused any front row hard ons or not. Her mind was on what she would be doing after putting her kids to bed. She giggled as it occurred to her that she would be putting kids to bed and then going to bed with kids. The good mood carried into the ride home and she went after Harry's cock like a starving woman. Half way home a semi pulled up on the right and matched speeds with them and the trucks air horn blared. She sat up, undid her blouse and flashed her tits at the driver before blowing him a kiss and then going back down on Harry's cock. Harry rewarded her about two minutes later and she swallowed it all and then licked him clean. As they pulled up to where their cars were parked Hank said, "If you won't let us use your Suburban can we at least get a motel for a couple of hours?" "No Hank, you are just going to have to wait until you can drive the van again." "Come on Dis," Steve said, "Have a heart." "Sorry boys, but no. Just think of it as having something to look forward to." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The kids were in bed and asleep and the nightly phone call from Rick was out of the way when the boys arrived at 8:45. She was already naked under the robe she was wearing and she led them straight to the bedroom. It started out the same as the night previous with both boys sucking on her tits while they played with her pussy, but when she started moaned and pushing her pussy up at their busy hands Chris left her tit and slid down until she felt his hot breath on her pussy. An instant later she felt his tongue slide down the center of the crease and seconds later it split her lips and probed inside her. "Oh yes, oh yes baby, like that. You do it so good." "Yes he does, doesn't he?" She jerked her head up and saw Sarah standing in the doorway to the bedroom. Panic swept through Kathleen and she tried to push the boys away, but they were holding her down. Sarah laughed and said, "I taught them well." The panic that she felt started to fade when she heard that. "You taught them?" "Oh yes honey, I taught them all they know." "But you're their mother?" "Yes I am honey, and who better to prepare them for life than one who had to learn the hard way. I understand from what they told me about last night that you found them adequate?" She looked from Sarah to the boys and then back at Sarah and decided that she might as well be honest. "They were more than just adequate and I was sorry to see them leave. They told you about last night?" "Who do you think set it up? I knew as soon as I saw those pictures of you rutting on the kitchen floor with those young boys that we were going to be good friends." "You saw the pictures?" "Honey, I was looking at them less than twenty minutes after they were taken. We have just been waiting for the right time to make our move." "Why are you here?" "To make sure that you treat my boys right and to make sure that they treat you right. You are only their second. I want them to learn that all women are different so I decided to come over and help out as it were." "So far I haven't seen that they need any further instruction." "Okay, so I stretched the truth a bit. I wanted you to get used to me being around." "Why would I need to get used to you being around?" "The boys really do have their hearts set on twice a week with you so I'm going to ask you over for some reason or other on Charlie's bowling nights. Rick won't think anything about it. Why should he? You'll just be next door with me." "I already have a deal with Bobby and Chris." "Yes you do and I will make sure that they honor their end of it, but they would still rather have a sure twice a week rather than a hit or miss sixteen times. If they get more, like this week, it will be over sooner, but they will still have a sure twice a week until they hit sixteen. Besides, if I read you right you like young stuff and I'm betting you won't want to stop when you get to sixteen. I could be wrong, but we'll see. And there is one more reason why I'm here." The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 12 "What?" "I'm horny and I haven't been laid since last Thursday and you will have the boys until the day after tomorrow. I thought I'd ask you to share. Can I have one?" "What about Charlie?" He has some sort of erectile dysfunction and can't get it up. He tries to take care of me with his fingers, mouth and a dildo, but I just have to have a hard cock now and then. The boys keep me from having to go out whoring." "And Charlie doesn't care?" "Oh God would he ever if he knew. No, we make sure that Charlie never finds out." Kathleen thought for a minute and then said, "Take Bobby. Chris is already doing a marvelous job of eating my pussy and I don't want him to stop." Sarah stripped, got on the bed and then said, ""Come on Bobby, come to mommy." Chris moved over to Sarah and swung over her in a sixty-nine. Kathleen watched in amazement as Sarah took her son's hard cock in her mouth. She watched for a minute as mother and son went after each other and then she pushed Bobby away and said: "I want to do what they are doing." Bobby moved over her into the sixty-nine position and then he dove headfirst back into her pussy as his hard young cock plunged down into her open mouth. The two couples mirrored each other for several minutes and then Sarah rolled out from under her son and got on her hands and knees. Chris moved behind her and slid his cock into his mother's waiting cunt and Sarah moaned: "Oh Jesus baby, you feel so good. Fuck mommy, fuck mommy hard." She pushed Bobby away and got on her hands and knees and then Bobby moved behind her and copied what his brother was doing to his mother. The room rang with cries and moans as the two young boys pounded away at the two older women. Sarah was a screamer and she screamed her way through two orgasms before Chris moaned: "Here it comes momma, here it comes." "Give it to me baby, give it to me. Shoot it in me baby, give it to mommy." Kathleen cried, "Hurry Bobby, hurry" and she dug her nails into his ass cheeks. "Cum when Chris does Bobby, cum together Bobby, cum when he does." Chris came and was pulling his cock out of his mother when Bobby came. He held himself inside her until he was soft and when he pulled out of her and fell to the bed Sarah rolled over and took her son's spent cock into her mouth. She watched mother sucking son and then she looked over at Chris. She had to get out of the bed and walk around it to get to Chris, but she did it and she went to work trying to get him up again. By the time she had Chris hard Sarah was on her knees with her head on a pillow and Bobby was slowly working his cock into his mother's ass. "Come on Chris, butt fuck me" she said as she got up on her knees and put her head down on the bed. Chris took his time working his hard cock into her ass and when he felt her push back at him he started fucking her at a steady pace. She lay with her head on the bed looking to the right and into the eyes of Sarah who was looking left. She smiled and Sarah smiled back and reached out a hand. She took Sarah's hand and the two women held hands while the two young boys plowed into them. As Sarah and the boys were getting dressed to go Kathleen said, "There is part of he deal that you guys haven't taken care of yet." "What" asked Chris. "The cell phone. You are supposed to give me that cell phone." "You don't need it honey" Sarah said, "I deleted those pictures right after Chris showed them to you. We just used them as a way to broach the subject with you. If you had told Chris to go pound sand in his ass we still would have deleted them." "Thank you. You don't know how much of a relief that is to me. You coming over with the boys tomorrow?" "No. The boys still want to reenact what you were doing in the kitchen and I would only be in the way. I'll get them back the day after tomorrow. That's Thursday and Charlie bowls on Thursdays so I will be able to play with them. You are more than welcome to come on over and join us." "I don't know if I can. Rick said he would try and catch a late flight out on Thursday if he could." "Well, just let me know." When they were gone she took a shower and as she soaped herself up she thought about what she had done on the kitchen floor with Billy and Todd. She had enjoyed it and she looked forward to do it again with Chris and Bobby. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She had just gotten the kids out the door and headed for the school bus and was reaching for the keys to her car when the phone rang. Thinking for sure that it was Rick calling to say good morning she picked up the phone and answered: "Good morning lover." "Oh?" said the voice that sent shivers down her spine. "That sounds like you have picked a time and place. Have you slut? Are you anxious to play with me?" "No damn it, I thought this call was from my husband." "Oh that's right, he is gone on business isn't he? This would be a good time slut. I could come over and spend the night. Wouldn't that be fun?" "In your dreams." "Oh no slut, what is it Walt Disney used to say? "Dreams are wishes your heart makes?" My fucking you isn't a wish, it is a certainty and I even know the day it is going to happen. Get ready for me slut, your day is coming." As he disconnected she realized that The Watcher had slipped up. For a brief moment there, when he said, "wishes a heart makes" he had gotten away from using his disguised voice and used his real voice - his normal voice. She knew that voice, but from where? It had to be someone she knew, how else would he know so much about her? How else would he know Rick was out of town? Who was he? To be continued. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 13 Authors note: All teenage participants are eighteen or older. * It had been a good day by her standards. She'd had fun flashing her boobs to men in semi trucks as she gave Steve his blow job on the way to work. The day at school hadn't been bad either. For the first time in a while she had let her skirt ride up giving her front row boys a glimpse of her black lace panties and she had been rewarded with tents and bulges. On the way home, as she was polishing Hank's knob, a jacked up 3/4 ton pick-up kept pace with them while the driver begged Hank to pull over and let him have a shot. "Should I do it Miss Dis? Should I pull over and let him have a taste?" "Don't you dare" she had snarled, "I have to get home and pick my kids up from the baby sitters." She went back to sucking on Hank's cock, but she did wonder how much of a kick she could have gotten sucking off the guy on the shoulder of the highway as cars whizzed by. +++++ When she picked the kids up at Sarah's Chris had answered the door and he had asked her what time she wanted him and Bobby to come over and she told him nine. The kids were in bed and she had just spent half an hour on the phone with Rick. She missed him and she wished he was home and not in Seattle. Of course if he were home she wouldn't be able to play with Chris and Bobby, but so what? She would rather have Rick in her bed than Chris and Bobby any day. Chris and Bobby were just a wicked sexual interlude, just like the guys in the car pool. She gloried in the wicked, erotic, exciting and extremely enjoyable sex, but if she had to choose between it and snuggling up and cuddling with Rick, her husband would win hands down. Fortunately she didn't have to choose. As long as she was careful she could have both. When the door bell rang she went to the door and let Chris and Bobby in. As soon as the door closed behind them she dropped the bathrobe she was wearing to the floor and let the boys see her in her high heels, garter belt and nylons. "Your mother told me that you wanted to re-enact what you saw me doing in my kitchen on the day we moved in. Is that right?" "Oh yeah" Chris said. "Okay boys, follow me" and she headed for the kitchen. She turned and saw the boys standing still and she said, "Come on boys, time is wasting." "But the bedroom is over there" said Bobby as he pointed toward it. "Maybe so, but you wanted to do what you saw when you took the pictures and that means we do it on the kitchen floor." The boys looked at each other, shrugged and then followed her into the kitchen. When they reached the kitchen she turned to the boys and said: "Okay, who wants my pussy first?" She saw the two exchange glances and then she said, "No, wait a second. We are re-enacting what happened and Billy was the oldest and he was the one who fucked me first so it gets to be Chris because he is the oldest. Get up on the counter Bobby." Bobby climbed up on the counter and she unzipped his jeans and took out his hard cock. As she bent to take him in her mouth the same as she had taken Todd's cock in her mouth so many months ago she remembered what she said to Billy so to Chris she said: "Oh yeah lover, come on and fuck mommy, fuck me hard." Chris fucked her hard while she braced herself with her hands on the counter top. Her mouth was clamped on Bobby's cock as she bobbed her head up and down. Just like with Billy and Todd the one she was sucking came first and she swallowed Bobby's cum and kept on sucking on him. He was almost hard again when Chris pumped his load into her pussy and then Bobby and Chris swapped places. Bobby gripped her hips and plunged his cock into his brother's leavings and she said: "Fuck me honey, fuck me. Push your cock deep in me and fuck me. Make me cum baby, make me cum." Bobby pounded her until she felt him spill and then pulled her mouth off Chris and reached for the bottle of Joy liquid dish soap and handed it to Chris. "You know what to do baby." Chris soaped up his cock and after spending a minute or two on her butt hole with soapy fingers he eased his cock into her ass. "Slow and easy baby, slow and easy. Don't go too fast and hurt mommy. Wait for mommy to let you know when to turn it loose." Chris slowly worked his cock back and forth in her butt until she started pushing her ass back at him. She locked her lips tight around Bobby and was trying hard to get him to send his next load down her throat. Chris slammed his cock hard into her and she had a huge climax. Just like with Billy and Todd she stood there, leaning on the counter, body shaking, and then the two boys pulled her down onto the floor. Bobby lay down on his back and pulled her on top of him and his young cock lanced up into her cunt as Chris shoved his cock back into her asshole. Her body shook with another orgasm as she remembered the last time and she shouted out the same words that she had on that previous occasion: "Oh fuck yeah!! Oh my God yes!! Fuck me you little animals, fuck me. I am your whore, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Chris came first and then Bobby and as Bobby splashed her insides she had her fourth or fifth orgasm. The three of them separated and stood up and she said: "Okay, now we can go to the bedroom and its Bobby's turn in my ass." As they were leaving Chris said, "Mom wants to know if you want to come over tomorrow night." "Tell her no sweetie. My hubby might be home tomorrow night and if he is I have a feeling that he will keep me quite busy." "See you Saturday then?" "Oh come on sweetie. Aren't you boys getting tired of an old bag like me?" "Hell no!" "Okay, Saturday morning it is." When the boys were gone she remembered something that she had forgotten to do earlier. She went to her purse, got out her cell phone and opened her phone list and got Ralph's number and called it. When he answered she told him that she wouldn't be car pooling the next day. "I'll have to drive the Suburban because I have to pick up my husband at the airport." "Damn it Miss Dis! Tomorrow is supposed to be my turn." "You'll get over it Ralph. You have gotten more head in the last month than in the previous two years. Going without might make you appreciate it a little more." +++++ The day seemed to drag as she waited for the end of classes. It was always that way when Rick was due home from a trip. She was anxious to see him, to hold him and to make mad passionate love to him. She kept looking at her cell phone for the text message that would tell her what time his flight would be in. The phone vibrated in the middle of her fourth hour and a quick look dashed her hopes for being in Rick's arms that night. "Won't mk flt." Shit!!! She had been so looking forward to his coming home. Damn it! Just thinking about what she had planned on doing to him had her horny. It looked like one of her fake cocks was going to get one hell of a work out when she got to bed that night. And then she remembered being invited to join Sarah and her boys once Charlie left for bowling. She remembered being on the bed next to Sarah as Sarah's two sons took turns fucking her and Sarah. Her pussy got wet at the thought. She would have to stay home until Rick called and she hoped he would call early enough that she would be able to go over to Sarah's for some fun before it was time for Charlie to come home. By the end of her last class she was horny enough to consider driving to the mall and being there when Hank, Steve, Ralph and Harry got there so she could have some fun before going home to await Rick's phone call. She almost did it, but at the last minute she decided that she didn't want to give Chris and Bobby pussy that was sloppy because four men had just finished using it. She pulled into her drive just as Charlie was backing out of his and she waved to him. He waved back as he continued on his way to the bowling alley completely unaware that his two sons were getting ready to fuck his wife. She wondered how many minutes it would be before one of Sarah's sons mounted her once Kathleen had taken her kids on home. Kathleen bet herself hat she wouldn't even have her kids in the front door of her house before one or both of Sarah's sons were in the saddle. She rang the doorbell and Sarah answered it. Sarah stepped aside and let her in and said: "They are ready to go honey. You going to come over after you put them to bed?" "I'd love to, but I have to wait for Rick's phone call before I can." "How about we come over to your place? Nothing says we have to do it here. You run on home and take care of your kids. Just give us a call as soon as you have put them to bed and we will be right over." She fed the kids, gave them their baths and then played with them until it was time for them to go to bed. She read to them until they became drowsy and then she gave them a half hour to fall asleep before calling Sarah. Ten minutes later she had Bobby's cock in her mouth and was watching Chris slide his hard cock into his mother's ass. She sucked Bobby's cock for a while and then she got on her back and spread her legs. The teenager wasted no time moving between her legs and pushing his cock into her. She clamped her legs around him and moaned as his hard young cock drove as deep as it could into her hot pussy. Meanwhile Chris had pushed a load into his mother's ass and had gone into the bathroom to wash his cock. When he came back he knelt by Kathleen's head and let his limp cock dangle in front of her face. As she opened her mouth and let him push his cock in the open hole she wondered what it was about young boys that was such a turn on. Bobby was pounding into her trying to get his nuts off and she was rushing toward an orgasm when the phone rang. "Oh Christ!" she cried, "Not now, not now, I'm almost there." "Not to worry honey" Sarah said, "I'll handle it. You just go right along with what you are doing. Get her off Bobby, make her cum." She picked up the bedside phone. "Hello?" "Oh hi there handsome. Calling me for a date?" "No silly, you didn't dial my number by mistake. I'm at your house visiting with your wife. She gets lonely when you aren't here" she said as she watched her son trying to get Rick's wife off. "No sweetie, you are stuck talking to me for a bit. Your lovely bride is occupied right now" she said as she watched Kathleen grab a pillow and put it over her mouth as her orgasm washed over her and she screamed. "She's in the bathroom sweetie; she should be out in a minute." She watched as Bobby pulled his cock out of Kathleen and as Chris moved down to take his place. Kathleen pushed Chris away and moved across the bed to take the phone. Chris was not to be denied however and even as Kathleen took the phone and said. "Hi baby, miss me?" Chris was pulling her up on her knees. She bit her lip to keep from moaning as Chris pushed his cock into her. "I miss you too baby. What time is your flight tomorrow?" Chris gripped her hips and fucked her with slow, easy strokes so Rick wouldn't hear anything that might make him think that his wife had a cock in her. "What time should I pick you up at the airport?" Bobby moved over and started sucking on her tits, going from one to the other, as she tried to concentrate on talking to her husband. Sarah moved so she could get Bobby's cock in her mouth and started licking and sucking on it. "Are you sure" Kathleen asked, "I can get someone to cover my last two classes for me." "Well okay. You will be home when I get here, right?" "Why do you think silly? It has been almost a week. I'm climbing walls here" she said as she pushed her ass back at Chris. Chris took that as a sign that she wanted him to fuck her harder. She didn't want to, but she needed to end the phone call so she could get the full benefit of the pounding she was getting from Chris. "All right baby; hurry on home and plan on a hard weekend, okay?" "I love you too baby, bye." She hung up the phone and Chris drove really hard into her and she moaned: "Oh God yes Chris, fuck me, fuck me hard." By the Bobby's cock was hard again and he rolled over onto his back and waited as his mother swung over him and pushed herself down on his cock. Bobby reached up and played with Sarah's tits as she slid up and down on his dick. The four of them were lying on their backs, staring up at the ceiling and trying to get their second wind when Sarah said: "I want to watch the boys doing you like you were being done in the pictures they took of you." Both boys sat up with expectant looks on their faces and she looked from one to the other and then she giggled and said: "Who wants my ass?" They both did so Sarah told the boys to pick a number between one and twenty. Chris was the closest to the number so Bobby fell back on the bed and Kathleen lowered herself down on his cock and then bent forward so Chris could get a straight shot at her butt hole. The three of them fucked hard until Chris came and then Bobby pulled out of her pussy and moved behind her to take her ass and Sarah sat there and cheered her sons on. When Bobby came Sarah told the boys that it was time to get on home. "Tomorrow is a school day and I know that both of you have homework so let's get on home and get to it." After Sarah and the boys had gone she showered and as she washed her pussy she was already looking forward to Saturday morning when the two young studs would be fucking her again. +++++ She didn't have to pick Rick up at the airport so she headed for the mall in the morning. Her fellow car-poolers were glad to see her and she watched them watch her walk toward them. She wondered what she was going to do for illicit cock when school let out for the summer. She walked up to them and said: "Miss me? Whose turn is it?" "Mine" said Ralph and she had his cock in her mouth before they were even out of the parking lot. She had a good day at school and her front row boys were treated to some very nice "up-skirt" shots and she was rewarded with some very nice looking tents. She wished she could have them all join her in her classroom during her free period so she could submit to all of them, but alas, that was just wishful thinking. It was Harry's turn on the way home and as she was deep-throating him Hank said: "Got a new member for your fan club sweetie and I think he wants some." She looked up and saw a semi cruising alongside and the guy looking down at her was holding up a hand-written sign with a phone number printed on it. She laughed and got out her cell phone and called the number. "Like what you see?" she asked when the call was answered. "I don't know? What's in it for me?" "That big huh? And this poor little girl is supposed to believe that?" "You will?" "I don't know; I've never done it in a sleeper cab." "Maybe, but not today. Are you local?" "I'll think about it. I've got your number." "Oh really?" "Okay, I'll give you a call sometime next week" She disconnected and put her phone backing in her purse. Harry asked what that was all about and she giggled and said: "Silly question. They want to fuck me. Asked me if I have ever done it in a truck's sleeper cab." "Have you?" "No, but I might change that next week." "You haven't fucked any of us all week, but you'll do a stranger?" "A couple of strangers. He has a co-driver and he says that they are both well endowed." "What does he mean by "well endowed?" "He said that they were both nine plus." "You going to become a size queen on us?" "Never know. This little girl has never had anything that big." "You really going to call them?" "The only reason I didn't tell them to pull over now and have you drop me off is that my hubby will be home when I get there and I do not give my hubby sloppy pussy." Hank laughed and said, "He wouldn't even notice sloppy pussy sweetie; after a couple of horse cocks that big he wouldn't even be able to feel the sides when he slipped it into you. And that might just make him curious." "Well yes, there is that." Just then her cell phone chimed and she saw that it was a text message from Rick. "Mssd flt will call." "Shit!" she exclaimed. "What's the matter?" "Change in plans." She punched in the number the trucker had shown her and when her call was answered she said: "You still want a taste?" "Okay then. Get ahead of us and pull over on the shoulder." To Hank she said, "Pull up behind them and wait until I talk to them, okay?" "You really going to fuck them?" "I guess it will depend." "On what?" "On if they will take me to my car at the mall when we are done." "I don't think that this is a good idea Kathleen. What if they get you in the truck and then just keep on going to where they were headed?" "That's why you will write down the plate number, unit number and the name of the company. If they try anything like that I'll tell them I'm supposed to call you at seven and if you don't hear from me you are going to call the cops and report me kidnapped." "I still don't think it is a good idea." "But it might be my only chance at seeing a nine inch cock so I have to try." "But what about me" Harry asked, "You just going to leave me hang?" "I'll make it up to you baby. Hank will have the van Monday and I'll take extra good care of you." Hank pulled up behind the semi and she got out of the car and walked up to the passenger side of the truck. A stocky, rugged looking guy stepped down from the cab and as his feet touched the ground he said: "I don't believe it. I thought for sure you were playing a game and that you would just breeze on by and laugh at us sitting on the side of the road. I told Morrie that you were pulling our leg." "Were you pulling mine about having nine inches?" "Well, kind of. It is really closer to nine and a half and Morrie's is probably ten." "Okay then, here is the deal. One can do me in the sleeper while the other drives the rig to the Pine Valley Mall. When we get there the second man gets his turn." The man hollered out, "Whatcha think Morrie? We got time to do that?" "Oh come on Roy, you know damned well for something as prime as that we will make time." She nodded and then stepped away from the side of the truck until she could see the guys in the car and she waved good-bye to them. Hank pulled out into traffic and drove off. She stepped back over to the side of the truck and said, "Help me up." Roy helped her up into the cab and she got her first look at the driver. He wasn't what she would call ugly, but he wasn't all that appealing either. He was bald, heavyset and looked to be about fifty. Oh well, it was too late to back out; Hank and the others were long gone. There was a large hump that separated the driver's seat from the passenger seat and she was told to climb up on it. She did and then Roy climbed up in the cab and pulled the door closed. There was a leather curtain just behind the seats that ran the full width of the cab and Roy pointed at a zipper and told her to pull it down and then climb into the sleeper. As she pulled the zipper down Morrie put the truck into gear and pulled the big rig back out into traffic. Once the zipper was down Roy reached past her and turned on a light. There was a mattress with a couple of blankets on it and two pillows. At the end opposite where the pillows were placed there was a shelf with a small TV/VCR combination on it and underneath the shelf there was a clothes pole with a couple of shirts hanging on it. She crawled in and Roy followed. Roy didn't say anything, he just started undressing. She wasn't going to get undressed, but she did pull her skirt up to her waist and take her panties off. As Roy took off his pants she caught her breath - he hadn't lied! His cock was huge. Soft and just hanging there he was as big as any other cock she'd ever had and as she stared at it it started to grow and as it swelled she had doubts that she would even be able to take it. As if reading her mind Roy said: The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 13 "Don't you worry none honey, you will be able to handle it. Come on over here and get it wet." "I've never seen one that big before." Roy took her hand and placed it on his cock and she tried to close her fingers around it and couldn't. She slowly stroked it and it caused a drop of pre-cum to seep out of the pee hole. "I can't do this" she said, "It's too big; it's way too big for me." "Yes you can honey, not one woman who has ever tried has failed. Just relax and I'll go slow and together we will get it done." She stuck out her tongue and licked the large head and using the tip of her tongue to scoop up the drop of pre-cum. She opened her mouth wide and took in the first two inches of the monstrous thing and she could go no farther. She brought up her other hand and using both hands she gripped the shaft and started to stroke him. She pulled off of him and said: "I'm sorry, I can't do this. It just won't fit." "Okay honey, just lie down and spread your legs." He reached down to the foot of the mattress and lifted the blanket to display a small shaving kit. He opened it and took out a tube of KY Jelly and spent the next minute or so working on her pussy with fingers coated with the jelly. He applied some to his cock and then he moved over her and smiled. "We will take it nice and easy honey. You are going to love it once we get going." He pushed the head of his cock at her opening and she panicked. "You're too big. You'll tear me open." "It will be all right honey; I promise I won't hurt you. This isn't the first time I've done this." He pressed the head of his cock against her pussy lips and gently pushed forward. She felt like a tree trunk was being pushed inside her. He entered her and began pushing her open and she winced. The head was in her and she decided that she had gotten that far and she was going to go the rest of the way. She tried her best to relax her vaginal muscles and he felt it and pushed just a little more of himself in stretching her even farther. Slowly, inch by inch by inch he eased himself into her and when he had half of his cock inside her he began to slowly and gently fuck her. She was lying there, gritting her teeth when she suddenly became aware that the pain was disappearing and being replaced by immense pleasure. She planted her feet on the mattress and lightly pushed back up at him. Another inch of his cock sank into her and she pushed a little more and took a little more. She felt the heat building in her center and her nails dug into Roy's back as she gave herself over to the orgasm. He pushed a little harder and another one or two inches entered her which pushed her toward another climax. She was like a rag doll shaking to pieces on the end of a stick in a wind-storm. Flying down the Interstate at seventy miles an hour while having orgasm after orgasm and all of it caused by nothing more than size. She was still recovering from that mind-numbing orgasm when Morrie steered the truck into the Sear's parking lot. She directed him to the section where she was parked and when he pulled up and parked next to her Suburban she noticed that the guys were already gone. Roy climbed out of the sleeper and Morrie crawled in back with her and started taking off his pants. Her eyes opened wide in amazement at the size of his cock. She knew without a doubt that she would never have been able to take him had Roy not opened her up with his huge log. Morrie wasn't interested in a little head before fucking, which she was thankful for since she didn't think she could get him in her mouth. Morrie lay down on his back with his huge pole sticking straight up and he said: "Climb on honey, you drive. See how much of it you can take." She got up and moved over him and took hold of his dick. It throbbed in her hand and even though Roy had opened her up she was still a little afraid and uncertain. She placed the head of his cock against her opening and pushed herself gently down. His stiff spear penetrated and she gasped at the feeling. She stopped for a couple of seconds to allow herself to get used to his size and then she slowly rocked back and forth and took a little of him in at a time. She had a good bit of him in her and while she didn't think she was going to be able to get all of him in she was going to get as much in her as she could. It felt like it was going to go all the way up through her and end up in her throat. She began to moan as she raised and lowered herself. There was some minor pain, but it was rapidly fading and being replaced by extreme pleasure. She felt an orgasm rushing toward her and she pushed down and took another inch of Morrie's cock. Between Morrie and Roy she had never felt so full. Slowly another inch disappeared into her and a second orgasm hit her and made her body shake. Morrie was pushing up at her as she was pushing down and she felt the head of his cock brush her cervix. "Oh Jesus" she moaned, "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes" as a third orgasm washed over her. Morrie wrapped his arms around her and rolled her over onto her back. He began thrusting into her as she cried: "Fuck me, fuck me, don't stop fucking me, oh please God don't stop." Morrie fucked her, but she knew that as experienced as he was he knew that he could not pound her as hard as she might have liked. Maybe after a half dozen times to really get her open and used to him he could but she knew that he knew that a really hard fucking on her first time would probably hurt her. "Here it comes honey" he said just as he gave he a fourth orgasm and she felt his hot juices flood her pussy. As he pulled his cock out of her she knew that she was going to do this again and soon, but no need to tell them that and let them get possessive. As she got ready to get down from the cab Morrie said, "Any chance we can do this again?" "Maybe. I've got your number and you might hear from me. +++++ The kids were in bed and she had talked to Rick. At the last minute there had been some problems and by the time he had gotten them ironed out he had missed his flight. The next flight out that he could get on wouldn't get him home until three in the afternoon on Saturday. She tried to watch some TV, but couldn't really get into anything that was on. She was still horny. Even after being done by those two huge cocks she still wanted more. She had called Sarah to see if Chris and Bobby were available only to be told that they had gone somewhere with Charlie. She wanted to scream in frustration. She had so looked forward to spending the night in Rick's arms. She finally turned of the TV and went to her bedroom and got her vibrator out of its shoe box hiding place and started using it on herself. She had her eyes closed and was imagining that it was Rick making love to her - not fucking her like everyone else did -but making love to her. She was starting to feel the little tingle that told her an orgasm was building when the phone rang. She hoped it was Sarah calling to say the boys were back and did she still want them to come over. She picked up the phone and said: "Hello?" "Hello yourself slut" said the voice of The Watcher, "Thinking of me?" "Of course not." "Oh look, now you have gone and hurt my feelings. I was sure that by now you would be aching for me to fuck you." "Okay." "Okay?" "That's what I said. You know where I live so get over here and let's do it." "Oh my, what a sudden turn around." "You keep telling me that it is inevitable. You keep telling me that it will happen whether I want it or not so get over here and let's get it done." "Sorry, but I'm busy with something else tonight. I just called to let you know that I haven't forgotten you." "Yeah? Let me see if I have this straight. You call me at least once a week telling me that you are going to fuck my brains out. So here I am, naked on my bed, legs spread and working on myself with a fake cock. I'm hot, I'm horny and I'm willing and I say "Come on over and let's do it" but you say "Sorry, I'm busy?" Let me tell you what I think. I think you are a dickless pervert who gets his jollies calling women and talking trash to them. You are probably forty years old and still living with your mother. You are probably a virgin and you are probably playing with your teeny, tiny wee wee right now." She disconnected, put the phone down and resigned herself to the fact that she wasn't going to get laid until she got together with Chris and Bobby in the morning. To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 14 She was still horny when she woke up Saturday morning. She got the kids up and dressed and while they were eating their breakfast she called Sarah. "Are the boys up yet?" "A little eager are you?" "I'd say no, but you would know that I was lying. What I wanted was for them to go with me when I take the kids to dance class. I want to drop the kids and then take a motel room instead of driving all the way back here and then turning around and driving all the way back to pick up the kids. A motel will give me more time with your babies." "Damn! I wish I could go with you, but Charlie has already made me promise to go shopping with him. I'll get them up. Don't wear them out. If Charlie goes to the boat show this afternoon I'm going to want to do a little playing of my own." "You old slut you." "Yeah, ain't it grand? What time do you want them there?" "I need to leave by nine." "They'll be there." ++++++ She dropped the kids at dance and then headed for a motel about a mile away. She got a room and as soon as they were in it she was stripping off her clothes. She sat on the edge of the bed urging the boys to hurry and undress while fingering her pussy. Chris was the first one naked and he came over to her, knelt down and pushed her hand away from her cunt. "Scoot up" he said and she moved forward so that only half of her ass was still on the bed. Chris pushed her legs wide and then he started eating her pussy. By then Bobby was undressed and he walked over and offered his hard cock to her mouth and as she took it in she again thought of how depraved she was being - sucking off a nineteen year old while a eightteen year old ate her pussy. For several minutes she worked on Bobby while Chris attacked her clit and then she pushed both boys away and spread herself out on the bed. "What I need boys - what I really need - is a hard cock in my pussy. Who wants to be first?" Bobby giggled and said, "Your pussy is nice, but your blow jobs are great" and he crawled up on the bed so his cock was back at her mouth. She opened her mouth to lick the head of Bobby's cock as she felt Chris push her legs apart. She moaned in pleasure as Chris drove his stiff dick into her and then she just turned herself over to the two teenagers. They each fucked her three times and she always had a cock in her mouth trying to get it hard again. The last fuck was the classic double penetration - pussy and ass - that the two boys seemed partial to. At least they seemed partial to it; they had done it almost every time the two of them had fucked her. She remembered the ones she had done with Billy and Todd and she silently thanked them for doing it to her in her new kitchen on move in day. It was them fucking her on the kitchen floor that had made the lusty couplings with Chris and Bobby possible. When the two boys had squirted their last loads into her pussy and rectum the three of them had showered together and the soaping and washing of each other's bodies got her hot again and more than anything she wanted to get back on the bed with both boys, but she couldn't because she had to pick up the kids. She had come prepared so while the boys were dressing she douched herself thoroughly to get all of the teenage cum out of her cavity. It also cleaned out all of the spermicide she had packed into her pussy before leaving the house. She smiled to herself as she wondered if she could apply for a discount since she was using so much of the stuff. With all of the sex she had been having since the night at the hotel she had probably gone through a gallon of the stuff. She was counting heavily on the spermicide, her birth control pills and her diaphragm. She gave both boys a passionate kiss just before leaving the room and she promised them she would try and see them on their father's next bowling night. ++++++ Rick was standing by the curb with his bags as she pulled into the passenger pick-up zone. She got out of the car and threw herself into his arms before he could even pick up the bags to put them in the car. She kissed him hungrily and passionately as a couple of people watched and cheered and still others honked their horns angrily for her to load up and move out of the way. Rick pulled away from her and said: "We had better get out of her before your wild sex drive gets us in deep trouble." As she pulled away from the curb she asked, "How did you know?" "Know what?" "That I was mere nano-seconds from going to my knees and sucking your cock in front of all of those people." "I didn't know, but from the way you have been lately I wouldn't have put it past you." "You want me to pull over and let you drive? I could give you some great head on the way home." "Good God woman, is that all you think about any more?" "What do you expect from me lover? You've been gone six days and even before my hormones got scrambled we made love two and three times a week. I'm ready lover; hell, I'm more than ready." "Well just try and control yourself until we get home." They were no sooner in the front door than she was tugging at his zipper and working his and working his pants down. "What are you doing? Where are the kids?" "I arranged for Sarah to keep them for a while." She took hold of Rick's cock and started leading him to the bedroom. "As for what I'm doing, I'm sure that you will figure it out soon enough. After this little welcome home party I'll go get the kids, we will have dinner, and then you can play with the kids while I go and make myself look really sexy for after they go to bed. Plan on a long night lover." ++++++ During dinner Rick said, "I talked to my dad while I was gone. He will be in town for two weeks working on the addition to McCaffery's. I told him he could stay with us. Will that be a problem?" "Of course not" she said while thinking, "Hell yes it is a problem. How the hell am I going to take care of Chris and Bobby with your father here." "Also" Rick said, "I might as well tell you now. I have to go back to Seattle the week after next to oversee the installation, set-up and break in of the new system." "How long will you be gone this time?" "If everything goes right I should be home on Friday." "So you will be gone another six days?" "Hopefully no. If I have good luck I can be home early Thursday, but this trip has taught me that I need to allow for glitches." She was looking at him and thinking, "Shit! He will be gone and I could get five or six of the times in that my deal with Chris and Bobby call for, but I'm going to be saddled with his dad. Shit! Shit! Shit!" "When is your dad going to arrive?" "Tuesday afternoon. Why?" "I'll need to get the spare room ready for him. Just wanted to make sure I don't have to do it tonight. I have plans for tonight in case you have forgotten. So, go play with the kids while I do the dinner dishes and then go and prepare myself. I plan on reducing you to a puddle of sweat by morning. And I'll tell you now, you are in for a very hard Sunday and Monday and possibly Tuesday morning." "Why?" "You know how you are when your dad is here. I need to stock up." She had washed and dried the dishes and was putting them away when the phone rang. She picked it up on the second ring: "Hello?" "You disappointed me slut. I drove over to your house, but you didn't leave the light on for me. The house was dark inside and out. Too bad. We could have had an entire night to do the things I promised you that I would do to you." "You should have rung the doorbell." "What, and take a chance on waking up the children?" "You apparently know me well enough to know which bedroom is mine. You could have tapped on the window." "And have the neighbors see me and call the cops? Or maybe you wanted me to do something like that so you could call them." "Whatever. You missed your chance. Why are you calling me on this number at this time of day? Don't you know that my husband could have answered?" "I would have just hung up." "Oh great, the old "If a man answers hang up" ploy. Just what I need to get him to start being suspicious." "Honey, you are a slut. He will find out eventually." "Fuck you asshole!" As she hung up the phone Rick asked from the living room, "Who was on the phone sweetie?" "It was Sarah. She wanted to know if I was free On Tuesday night to help her with a quilt she is making. I told her no because your dad will be here." "Don't you worry about that. He and I will have a lot of catching up to do so I'll be keeping him busy. You go on and help Sarah." She finished putting away the dishes, looked into the family room to see Rick sitting on the floor playing with the kids and the sight gladdened her heart. It was so good to have him home with her. She went down to the basement and tossed a load of laundry in the washer and then went upstairs to the bedroom and started digging through her chest of drawers looking for what she wanted to wear. She found what she was looking for and then she showered, dried off and then worked on her hair and make up until she was satisfied and then she dressed. By the time she had moved the clothing from the washer to the dryer Rick had put the kids to bed and when she got back upstairs she looked in on them and kissed them both goodnight. She walked into the bedroom and found Rick lying on the bed with his hard cock rising from his groin and pointing at the ceiling. "A little anxious are we?" "Hey lady, it has been six days for me too." She eyed his erection and the said, "Oh pooh! I guess I went to all of this trouble for nothing" and she let the robe she was wearing slip from her shoulders to the floor. She stood there, posed in front of Rick in a white baby doll, ivory thigh highs and white strappy sandals with four inch heels. "I wouldn't say it was for nothing. It should work to inspire me to get it up again quickly." "Oh baby, aren't you the silver-tongued devil. How about I come over there and let you put that tongue to use." She climbed on the bed and opened her legs for her husband. He ran a hand down her flat belly and teased the lips of her pussy with a finger. His fingers found her clit and pressed on it bringing a moan from her. He slid a finger into her slot and worked it for several seconds and then he lowered his head and planted his mouth over her pussy and pushed his tongue inside her. He licked and sucked on her until she couldn't stand it any more. "Do me baby, do me. I'm ready, don't make me wait." As she was coming down from the orgasm that Rick's mouth had given her Rick lifted her legs up on his shoulders and slid his cock into her. She moaned as he drove his full length into her hot cavern and her hands clutched at the sheets as she tried to push her hips up to meet him. She was looking up at him and she saw something flicker across his face and she wondered what it was. Rick closed his eyes and he reached under her to cup her ass cheeks in his hands and he started ramming his cock hard into her. He gave her two orgasms before pushing hard into her and then holding still as his cock shot streams of his hot juice into her cunt. He held himself in her until he was soft and then he pulled out. He was leaning over her and looking down at her with a strange expression on his face so she asked him what he was thinking. "You feel different. You are looser than I remember; not as tight." Oh shit she thought, she hadn't even considered that Morrie and Roy had stretched her out some. Oh she knew that they had, but she had expected that she would have closed up after a day. Bobby and Chris hadn't mentioned it so she hadn't given it a thought, but she knew that she needed to do some quick damage control. "Sorry" she said, "I thought I would have closed up by now. I didn't realize that it might take longer than I thought." "Closed up? Take longer than you thought?" "Well baby, it was a pretty big cock." Rick's face went pale and then started the other way as some red indicated that anger was starting to appear. "Stop that silly; don't go getting all pissed off macho on me. It isn't what you are thinking." She got off the bed, went into the closet and came back out with her fake cock. She was very glad that it was bigger around than her husband. "Rick, meet Ricky. Rickey keeps me company when you are gone. I spent all week anticipating fucking your brains out last night and when you missed your flight I was so horny and frustrated that I think I may have overdone my usage of Ricky last night. I must have gotten myself off six times. As you can see, Ricky is a pretty big guy and he does open me up a little, but I thought normal elasticity would have closed me up by now. I'll know better next time." "I can be replaced that easily?" "Don't be silly baby, Ricky can't replace you. He can't cum and I don't know if you know it or not, but rubber cocks don't taste all that good. He can't replace you baby, but he can keep me from climbing walls." She made a mental note to get an even bigger one before she saw Morrie and Roy again. She tossed "Ricky" aside and slid down to take Rick's cock in her mouth. She sucked on it for ten seconds or so and then took her mouth off him long enough to say: "Yep, definitely tastes better than a rubber one" and then she went back to sucking on him. As soon as Rick was hard she mounted him and rode him 'cowgirl' until he came and then after that it was suck, fuck, suck and fuck until poor Rick just could not get it up again. ++++++ Sunday was a slow day as far as she was concerned. Rick spent most of the day playing with the kids. She tried sending them outside to play so she and Rick could stay inside and play, but Rick shot that down. "I know your evil intent woman, and I refuse o fall for it." "Spoil sport!" "Be reasonable woman. Let me get breakfast, lunch and dinner under my belt to help me build up some strength before you hurt me again." It killed her to leave him alone when he was so close, but she had to admit that he had a point. It would be a lot better if he had enough strength to stay with her for a while. Rick took the kids to the park to play and she took advantage of his absence to call Sarah and ask if she could join Sarah and the boys on Tuesday when Charlie was off bowling. Sarah told her she would be more than welcome and then Kathleen said: "If you don't mind, I may be able to come over on Thursday also." "Oh my goodness honey; it sounds like you are getting a mite attached to my babies." "Well, I do have to admit that Bobby has a magic mouth and I am becoming addicted to the way he eats my pussy, but the real reason is that I'm trying to see to it that I live up to my end of the bargain to give them twice a week. I won't be able to give them Saturdays for the next two weeks." "That's a shame honey; they both had such a good time yesterday." "I did too Sarah, but Rick's dad is going to be staying with us for two weeks and that is going to make it hard on me to get free." "Don't you worry about it none honey. The boys knew going in that there might be times it would be hit and miss. You are always welcome on Charlie's bowling nights - always!" As she hung up the phone she thought that it was too bad that Rick's dad was going to be there. With Charlie's two bowling nights and Saturdays she could get the sixteen times out of the way in a hurry. She was honest with herself; she knew she would continue to see both boys after the sixteen times were over, but it would be when she felt like it and not on a schedule. ++++++ As she pulled into the mall parking lot she saw her "posse" waiting for her and her pussy tingled knowing that before the day was over some trucker was going to see her with her mouth on a cock. Why was being watched such a turn on for her? Why had she not had an exhibitionistic streak before that night in the hotel? No matter; she had one now and she had it with a vengeance. As Harry was unzipping his fly Ralph reminded her of her promise that she would make it up to him in Charlie's van for leaving him hanging when she went off with Roy and Morrie. She had forgotten that and it was a problem. She decided to take it head on. "I'm sorry, but I can't do it tonight. It will have to be tomorrow." "But you promised and it is all I have thought about all weekend." "I know I promised, but things change. My husband's father is coming tomorrow and will be staying with us for two weeks. Rick is old fashioned about some things and he won't make love to me with his father in the house. That means tonight will be the last time we make love until his dad leaves and since I absolutely refuse to give my husband a loose and sloppy pussy tonight in the van is out." "But damn it, you prom..." "Oh shut the fuck up Ralph! One more fucking word out of you and I'll cut you off completely. I don't need your shit! My life is complicated enough so just shut up." That little tirade seemed to turn the car into an ice box and Harry's dick wilted. The rest of the ride to school was in silence. The day started out as a drag. The atmosphere in the car carried over into the classroom and it bothered her. Why was she letting a whiner ruin her day? At the end of her first period she went to the bathroom and took off her panties and put them in her purse. The front row boys in her second period got a real treat. She let her skirt ride up some and sat with her legs spread wide and she knew that Barry Taylor was getting a beaver shot. She saw the sweat beads form on his forehead and she knew when he stood up he was going to have a hard bulge under his trousers. Sure enough, when the bell rang and he stood up she saw the tent and smiled to herself. Might as well take it a little further she thought and as the class filed out of the room she said: "Mr. Taylor, could I have a moment of your time please?" When he stepped up to her desk she asked, "You don't have a fifth hour class do you?" "No ma'am." "I could use some help in here moving some books during fifth hour. Do you suppose you might be able to give me a hand?" "Oh yes ma'am; I'd be glad to help." "Thank you Mr. Taylor. I'll look for you at the end of fourth hour." After that the day flew by as she anticipated the teasing she was going to do with Barry. At the end of her fourth hour she went into the bathroom, removed her brassiere and undid the top two buttons on her blouse. She leaned forward and checked herself in the mirror - perfect! She could see the full slope of her breasts and just a touch of nipple. As a final touch she rolled up the waist band of her skirt and raised the hem six inches. Barry was there when she got back to her classroom and she had him get out the ladder. "I'm going to get the books off the top shelf and hand them down to you. Just stack them on the desk next to the door." She climbed up the ladder and stood on the top step, the one that had the warning label that said, "Do not stand on or above this rung" and when the ladder wobbled she said: "Please hold the ladder steady for me Barry" and he stepped over to do it. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him looking up her skirt and she wondered if he could see how wet her pussy was. She let Barry look up her skirt for the ten minutes it took to get the books down and the top shelf dusted and then she said: "It probably wasn't very smart of me to stand on the ladder in high heels so I'm going to let you put the books back up there." She saw the disappointment register on his face and it lasted just long enough for her to hand him the first stack of books. He had to look down to take them and she saw his eyes widen as he got his first look at her naked breasts. Standing on the ladder his cock was almost on a level with her mouth and she ached to unzip him and take it out and suck on it, but of course she didn't. She did pretend to trip and fall forward and her mouth briefly touched the hard lump in his trousers. She pulled back quickly and commented on how clumsy it was to work in high heels and then she hurried things along so he would have time to go to the bathroom and relieve himself before his next class. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 14 Getting him out of the room in time for him to take care of himself also meant hat she had time to get to the girls bathroom and relieve her own tensions. As her fingers worked furiously at her pussy she tried to imagine Barry with his cock in his hand. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming when she had her orgasm. As she walked toward the car she saw her male companions watching her approach and she knew that they were wondering what the ride home was going to be like. Would it be as frosty as the ride in or would things heat up a little in the back seat? She saw the smiles appear when she said: "Harry I'll do you first since this morning wasn't your fault." She turned to Steve, "I know tonight is supposed to be your turn so after I do Harry I'll do you. We can finish up in my Suburban if need be. And Ralph? Tomorrow I promise you that I will make you feel especially good." ++++++ The kids were in bed and she was lying on her bed wearing nylons, garter belt and high heels when Rick came into the room. He took one look at her and said: "You are going to hurt me tonight aren't you?" "Well, you know how you get when it comes to making love when we are at your dad's house or he is here. I'm not going to get any for two weeks so you have to pay the price tonight." ++++++ Rick had done her proud and she was in a grand mood Tuesday. Hank and Ralph had gotten enthusiastic blow jobs, Hank on the way to work and Ralph on the way home. True to her promise she had climbed into Hank's van and had given herself over to the four men and they had fucked her and cum down her throat until she had to make them stop so she could go home and fix dinner for her family. Rick had picked up his dad at the airport and they were sitting at the kitchen table sipping beer and talking when she and the kids came in. The kids cried out, "Grampa, grampa" and ran to him while she (thankful that she kept Coca-Cola in the Suburban to rinse out her mouth after being in the van) gave Rick a kiss with just a touch of tongue. She kissed his dad on the cheek and said: "Welcome Frank, it is good to see you." She started on dinner and when dinner was over and the dishes done she kissed Rick again, told him to make sure that the kids were in bed by 8:30 and then she went next door to help Sarah "work on her quilt." She was no sooner in the door than Sarah asked her which boy she wanted first. "You can't have them both honey because I'm horny and I'm going to use one. I'd suggest Bobby since it has been about ten minutes since I got him off. He should be about ready." "Where is he?" "In the bedroom stroking himself trying to get it back up." "Oh my, we can't have the poor boy doing that. No boy should have to do himself when the two of us are available. Let's go see if we can help." In the bedroom she pushed Bobby's hands away from his cock and went after it with her mouth. When he was hard she mounted him 'reverse cowgirl' and rode his hard young cock while she watched Chris pound his cock hard into his mother. And then the two women swapped the boys back and forth for the next two hours. As she was walking back to her house she again wondered why before the night at the hotel she had never had even the remotest thoughts about what she was now doing and since that night she had thought of nothing else. Before that night in the hotel room what she had done this night would have turned her off, not on. No way she would have ever believed that she would she would be on her knees with a teenaged boy butt fucking her while the boys mother was on the bed next to her being butt fucked by her other son. The fact that the two of them held hands and smiled at each other while having their asses plundered by young cock was mind blowing just by itself. As she entered the house and heard Rick and his father laughing in the kitchen she was glad she had Chris, Bobby and her car pool posse to fall back on because she knew she wouldn't see Rick's cock again for two weeks. ++++++ The rest of the week seemed to rush by. She gave her daily blow jobs, exposed herself to quite a few truck drivers, teased the hell out of several boys in her classes and did another session with Sarah, Chris and Bobby on Thursday night. The bad part was that because of Rick's dad she was going to have to go without sex for the entire weekend. She couldn't take Bobby and Chris to a motel again because she couldn't afford it. It would be Monday's car pool before she would be able to get her hands on a cock again. And then on Friday night she caught a break. Rick told her he was taking his dad golfing with him. She immediately let Sarah know that she could give the boys a couple of hours and Sarah told her she would have the boys primed and ready Saturday morning. "I'll have them on their way to you as soon as we see you pull in the drive." Saturday was a rush to get the kids to dance class and then get back home. Chris and Bobby came running out of their house before she even was out of the Suburban and as she watched them run across the lawn she smiled as she thought again of how eager young boys could be and also how energetic and long lasting. Five minutes later she had Bobby in her mouth and Chris in her pussy. Fifteen minutes later she had Bobby in her pussy and Chris in her ass and that was when Frank walked into the room and said: "Is this a private party, or can anyone with a hard cock join in?" Her heart had almost stopped when she heard his voice and the boys had frantically tried to disengage, but then she noticed that Frank was naked and stroking his cock. "You boys just keep on doing what you are doing and I'll just take the open hole." As he moved toward the bed the boys were looking at her for some sign. She looked from them to Frank and then back to them. She was caught and there was nothing she could do about it so she nodded a yes to the boys and waited for her father to push his cock in her mouth. As her lips closed around his hardness he said: "I'm really glad I didn't feel like getting up to go with Rick. I think I'm really going to enjoy my visit with you Kathleen; especially when Rick leaves on his trip." "We can have a lot of fun Frank, as long as you keep this from Rick." "Then get ready for a lot of fun Kathleen, because I'll never breathe a word." She clamped her lips tight around her father's cock and pushed her ass back at Chris and then she let the three of them give her orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. She was so hot and horny that she wasn't paying attention to the time and it was Bobby who finally brought her back. "Don't you have to pick up your kids pretty soon?" She looked at the clock and then jumped out of bed and raced for the shower. The boys were gone and she was getting dressed to go and pick up the kids. Frank was sitting on the bed watching her and playing with his fourth erection of the morning. "I haven't had sex since Estelle died. Just couldn't bring myself to have that kind of contact with another woman and now look at me; I can't seem to stop. You sure we don't have time for just one more?" "No dad, I'm running late as it is." "Damn it girl, I don't want to wait until Rick goes on his trip." "Tell you what old man, you drive and I'll suck you off on the way to get the kids, but that is it until Rick leaves. Come on; I'll give you directions between sucks." As soon as Frank was out of the neighborhood she slid over next to him and unzipped his trousers. She had a little trouble getting his hard cock out of his pants and then she giggled and said, "Ready or not, here I come" and she bent her head and circled Frank's cock with her lips. She licked with her tongue as she bobbed her head up and down over Frank's swollen dick. She took him deep into her mouth as she did her best to deep-throat her husband's father. His cock was throbbing and she heard his gasp of breath and she readied herself for what she knew was coming. She clamped her lips tight around him and gulped and swallowed until every last drop of his juice was in her belly. She tucked his limp cock in his pants and pulled up his zipper and then said: "Try to hold on dad. Rick will be gone tomorrow and then you will have most of the week." "Do I have to share you with those boys?" "You seemed to enjoy what we did." "Yeah, I guess, but can we give them my sloppy seconds instead of me getting theirs?" She grinned to herself as she thought of all the sloppy seconds that Frank would be getting over the week. Even if she let him have her before Chris and Bobby he would still be following the car poolers. She knew how Rick was when it came to sex with his father in the house and so she had told her 'posse' they could look forward to spending a lot of time in the van. Now, with Frank running around with what seemed to be a perpetual hard on she was suffering an embarrassment of riches; the four guys in the car pool, Chris and Bobby and now Frank. She doubted that she would find time to call Morrie and Roy that week and that was too bad because she really wanted to try those huge cocks again. Her poor pussy might be worn out by the time Rick got home. ++++++ As they climbed into bed that night she told Rick she wanted to leave five hours early for the airport. "Whatever for?" "Because I've gone most of this week without and I'm looking at going all next week without so I want to stop at a motel on the way to the airport and scratch my itch. You won't do me with your dad in the house so a motel it is." "Are you ever going to get over this nympho period?" "I can always stop taking my birth control pills. You said you didn't want any more kids. You want me to pitch my pills in the trash and gamble?" "Oh God no. No gambles, please!" "I don't understand you hubby dear; most men would love being married to a sex fiend." "They probably would until they got one and had to try and keep up with her." "Oh you poor abused baby. Remember this conversation when my hormones finally stabilize and I only want to make love once every other week or so." ++++++ The three hours at the motel had been very satisfying. She saw Rick off and headed for home. She would fix dinner, play with the kids until their bedtime and then shower and get ready for Frank. That plan did not survive her walking in her front door. Frank met her at the door and pulled her straight into the living room. He bent her over the back of the couch and was pulling her pants down while she struggled and cried: "Stop it! Stop it Frank. Stop it before the kids walk in on us." "Not to worry. I made a deal with the boys from next door. They took the kids to the park and will keep them there until I call them on their cell phone." While he was explaining he had gotten her panties off and had pushed her skirt up to her waist. As he slid his cock into her cum filled cunt he said: "My part of the deal is that I take the kids to a movie so the boys can have their turn at your hot pussy. They get to play in my sloppy seconds." With the knowledge that the kids were accounted for she relaxed and let her father have his way with her. She giggled and Frank asked her what was funny. "You and sloppy seconds. Do you realize that you are getting sloppy seconds right now? That's your baby boy's juices you are sliding in right now. You didn't think that was my natural wetness did you? Did you think I was so hot for you I was dripping? No Frank; Rick and I stopped and spent some time in a motel before his flight. That's his cum you are sliding your dick in right now. How does it feel Frank? How does your son's cum feel around your dick?" "You bitch!" "Oh yes Frank, that's me. I'm your bitch for a week daddy, so fuck me, fuck me hard." ++++++ Frank had just left with the kids to go see "Happy Feet" and Chris and Bobby were at home having dinner which gave her a few minutes alone. The phone rang and without even picking it up she knew who it was. She answered and he said: Not very nice of you to say what you said and then hang up on me slut." "Are you ever going to leave me alone?" "Not until I fuck you. Which, by the way, will be soon. I could tell you the time and place, but I keep hoping that I won't have to wait until then. Why don't you just pick a time and place and we can get it on. You want to and we both know it. You are a slut and I know that the idea of fucking me, of fucking someone you don't have any idea of who it is, is making your pussy wet. I'll bet you are dripping right now wondering who I am and what fucking me is going to be like. Admit it slut; you want it, don't you?" "Leave me alone!" she cried as she disconnected. She stood there and shivered as she admitted to herself he was right. Her pussy was dripping and she did want it. She did want to meet him in a dark room, fuck him and then leave without ever knowing who he was. To be continued... The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 15 Frank and the kids were gone for three hours and that was enough time for her to be thoroughly fucked by Chris and Bobby. She was in a very mellow mood when the kids had been put to bed and Frank had come into her bedroom. She smiled up at him: "Want some pussy daddy? Want to fuck your baby boy's wife? Come on daddy; bring your slut her cock." She was deep-throating her father when the phone rang. She eased her mouth off of Frank's cock and as she reached for the phone she said: "It is probably your baby boy daddy. You want to be fucking me while I talk to him?" She got up on her hands and knees and looked back over her shoulder at Frank as she picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Oh hi lover. How was your flight? "That's good to hear." She was not surprised when she felt Frank's hands on her hips and the head of his cock pushing into her. "Nothing much lover, just trying to keep your dad entertained." "What?" "He's in bed right now. He took the kids to see "Happy Feet," that film about penguins. I think young people wear him out. "Oh God honey, I don't know. I don't think I know any one we could set him up with." "I wouldn't worry about that baby. He is still a good looking man and I'd bet money that he is getting laid." Frank wasn't fucking her very hard and she needed for him to be slamming his cock hard and deep in her. "I love you honey. Take care and I'll talk to you tomorrow. Bye baby." She put the phone down and moaned, "Harder daddy, harder. Fuck your slut hard daddy, fuck me hard and make me cum." She woke up with Frank's arms around her and she looked over at the bedside clock. She had time before she needed to get the kids up so she slid down and took Frank's cock in her mouth and started sucking on it. It started to firm up and by the time Frank was awake she was easing herself down on his stiff rod. "Just lie there daddy while I start my day off right." She started riding him; sliding up and down and rocking back and forth. She felt an orgasm coming and she pounded down on her fathers pole until she felt the explosion and then she rolled off of him and onto her back. "Come on daddy, fuck your little boys wife and send her off to work full of your cum." Frank moved between her legs, slammed his cock into her and gave her another climax and then blew his load into her clutching cunt. She gave him a passionate kiss and then got out of bed to go wake the kids up and get them ready for school. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Fucking Frank started her day out right and set the tone for the rest of the day. She gave out two blow jobs, one going and one coming home. She teased the front row boys and then spent two hours in Hank's van before going home to feed the kids, play with them until bedtime and then spread herself out on her bed for Frank. Tuesday was a repeat of Monday (including the two hours in Hank's van) until the kids were in bed and asleep and then she called for Chris and Bobby. She was on the bed with Frank pounding his cock into her ass (he just loved anal) when Chris and Bobby came into the room followed by Sarah. "I heard that there was a new cock in town to play with so I thought I would join you tonight. Care to introduce me to your stud?" "Sarah, this is Rick's dad and Rick's dad is getting off on fucking his little boys wife. Dad, this is Sarah and she gets off on fucking her little boys. Now that everyone knows everyone lets fuck." All three guys fucked both women at least twice and she watched the look on Frank's face as he saw Sarah take on both of her sons, one in her pussy, and one in her ass. He couldn't believe it. She giggled as she grabbed his hard cock and said: "Never mind them daddy. Your daughter wants your cock in her butt." She got up on her knees and buried her head in a pillow and then moaned as Frank pushed his cock into her ass. He fed her long hard strokes and after a bit she felt an orgasm coming on. The phone rang and she didn't want to answer it, but because it might be Rick she had to. She picked up the bedside phone: "Hello?" "Good evening slut. Thinking of me?" "No I'm not." "Well I'm thinking of you and making my plans to fuck you in all three of your holes. Looking forward to that?" "No" she said as Frank gripped her hips and started fucking her harder. She moaned and The Watcher laughed and said: "Oh ho, the little slut is getting some dick even as we speak. And I know it isn't Rick because I know he is out of town. Oh sweet slut, I should have called earlier and maybe it could be me pushing a cock into you." "Leave me alone!" She hung up the phone and when Frank asked her who had been on the phone she told him it was one of those pesky telemarketers. "You should have let him listen to you crying when you have your orgasm." "That would be just about now" she moaned as she came and five seconds later Frank sent his fluids into her. After Sarah and the boys left Frank asked, "She is really their mother?" "So they say." "Damn. That is really way out there." "No farther out than you fucking your baby boy's wife. Speaking of which, have you got one more left in you?" He did, and then they fell asleep together. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ For the next couple of days it seemed like all she did was fuck and suck. A morning quickie with Frank, two blow jobs in the car, two or three hours in Hank's van and then home to take on Chris, Bobby and Frank after the kids were asleep. Even though the boys came over every night Sarah had to stay home. She could only come when she could tell Charlie that she needed to help Kathleen with something and she couldn't do that every night. Frank kept asking her when Sarah would be coming back. "Why daddy? Are you losing interest in me already?" "Not hardly. I'll be spending most of my time trying to figure out ways and reasons to get back here or get you to visit me. But I do have to say that if Sarah wasn't married I'd be working hard on her to get her to come home with me." "Well daddy, even if she wasn't married you wouldn't be able to separate her from those randy sons of hers." "I wouldn't want to. I'm not as young as I once was and I'd need help in keeping her happy." "You are that kinky?" "Sweetie, you don't know the half of it. Rick's mother was an absolute slut. I can't even remember how many times I had to stand in the closet and watch while she fucked her way through half the men in our town. She wouldn't let me come out and join in because she was afraid I'd scare her lovers away. With Sarah I bet I wouldn't have to spend one minute in the closet or standing outside looking in the bedroom window." She started laughing and Frank asked her what was so funny. "Rick thinks his mother was a saint and here you are telling me that she was as big a whore as I am." "You are not a whore Kathleen. You are a slut, not a whore. Sluts give it away; whores charge." Little do you know father dear as she remembered that Saturday in the K-Mart parking lot. She reached out and took hold of his limp cock. "Got one more for your little slut daddy?" "If you can get it up I can drive it home." "Well then, let's see what I can do." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Wednesday morning, for the first time since that night in the hotel that started it all, she had no desire to suck a cock. She looked over at the limp one lying on Frank's leg and didn't even consider reaching over and touching it. She wondered if that was the way it was; that there was a limit on how long something could drive you. She liked sucking cock, she always had, but she knew it wasn't the cock sucking that had been driving her - it was the being watched. She didn't mind sucking off the guys in the car pool and she didn't mind fucking them, but it was the watching that drove her. Would she have sucked off Hank in his van every night if there were only the two of them? She knew she wouldn't, but put the other three in there to watch her do it and she got right into it. Everything she had done since that night in the hotel had been the result of being watched. True, she had put herself in situations where she would be watched, but so what? But suddenly she didn't want to be watched. She slipped out of bed and closed the bedroom door behind her so the kids wouldn't see grandpa in mommy's bed and then she went to get them up. While the kids were eating breakfast she called Hank and told him she was running way late and wouldn't be able to car pool. It was a fib of course; she just didn't want to suck a cock and she didn't want to fight about it. On the drive to school she wondered if the urge to be watched had run its course; if it had gone just as suddenly as it had appeared. It certainly seemed that way. She didn't even feel like letting her front row boys see anything. Even when Barry asked her if she would like his help in finishing the work on the shelf she no. Driving home that night she wondered what she would do if Frank wanted to climb in bed with her. Then she realized how silly the question was; if Frank wanted to? He was probably already hard waiting for her to get home. And then there was Chris and Bobby. They were expecting to spend every night with her that Rick was gone and she HAD made that damned deal with them. Everything changed when she went to Sarah's to pick up the kids. Bobby answered the door when she rang the bell and the smile on his face when he saw her started a stirring in her loins. Damn! What was it with her and young boys? He hollered out: "Mom, Kathleen is here." "Send her back here to the kitchen." She walked into the kitchen and Sarah smiled at her and said, "Do you want them tonight or are you ready for a break?" "If you had asked me that this morning I would have said I needed a rest, but that mood went away when Bobby answered the door and smiled at me. Frank keeps asking me when you are going to come back over." "Me?" "Yes, you. He told me if you weren't already married he would try to get you to go home with him." "He did? Well mercy me." "When I told him that even if you weren't married he wouldn't be able to separate you from the boys he said he wouldn't want to. Said he would need their help to keep you satisfied." "He said that did he?" "Oh yes Sarah girl, he definitely has the hots for you." "I guess that I will have to find some excuse to come over then. You sure you won't mind my horning in on your fun tonight?" "Just bring the boys and come on over." She put the kids to bed at eight and by eight-thirty they were sound asleep. She called Sarah and ten minutes later she and the boys were in her bedroom and five minutes after that she had Bobby's cock in her mouth and Chris was fucking her from behind. Next to them on the bed Sarah was sucking Frank's cock as he munched on her pussy in a sixty-nine. Chris came and Bobby was moving to take his place when the phone rang. It was Rick making his nightly check in phone call. They talked while Bobby worked his cock into her wet pussy and Chris laid down where Bobby had been so she could suck his cock when she hung up the phone. While she talked to Rick and while Bobby slowly fucked her she fondled Chris's cock with her free hand. When she and Rick had exchanged their I love you's and their good-byes she hung up the phone and said: "Okay guys, make it good. Hubby will be home tomorrow afternoon so this is our last night this week." Then things got busy. She sucked Chris hard and by then his mother had fucked Frank and was sucking his cock to get him hard again. Chris got up and went over to Sarah and slid his cock into her from behind. Frank left Sarah's mouth and came over to her and pushed his cock into her while Bobby went over and offered his cock to his mom's mouth. As Frank fucked her he was looking over at Sarah being worked over by her two boys and she wondered what he was really thinking. Frank came and got up to go to the bathroom and while he was gone Chris picked up where Frank left off. When Frank came out of the bathroom Sarah pushed Bobby away and told him to go help Chris. "This is Kathleen's last night so you and Chris take good care of her." Sarah got off the bed, took Frank by the hand and led him out of the room. It took about ten minutes for Chris and Bobby both to cum and by then she had had enough. She told them to go on home, got off the bed, took a quick shower and then walked into her kitchen to find Frank and Sarah, still naked, sitting at the kitchen table and holding hands. They looked up as she came into the room and Sarah smiled at her and asked her to sit down and join them. When she had Frank said: "How are you going to feel about having Sarah as your step-mother?" "What?" "I'm going home with him" Sarah said, "and as soon as I can divorce Charlie I'm going to marry Frank." Her jaw dropped as she sat there looking from Frank to Sarah and trying to make sense out of what she'd just heard. Sarah went on, "My marriage to Charlie has been over for some time now. He doesn't go bowling honey, that is just his excuse to get out of the house and see his girlfriend. His story about having some kind of erectile dysfunction was just an excuse so he didn't have to make love to me. He wouldn't leave me because he knew I would rape him in a divorce. I didn't leave him because by then Chris and Bobby were doing his job for him and I couldn't give them up and where and how would I ever find a man who would accept the three of us? But thanks to you I have found him." "Thanks to me?" "Yes honey, thanks to you. If you hadn't moved into this house and set in motion everything that has happened I never would have met Frank." "When are you leaving?" "I'm going to rent a U-Haul tomorrow" Frank said, "and while Charlie is working tomorrow we are going to move her out. We will spend tomorrow night in a motel and hit the road the next day." "How are you going to tell Chris and Bobby?" "They all ready know the truth about Charlie and his girlfriend. I'm just going to ask them if they are going with me or staying with Charlie." "What do you think they will do?" "Well honey, Charlie doesn't have a pussy and I do and I doubt very much that Charlie will share his girlfriend with them. My guess is that they will go with me." "The only thing left to figure out," Frank said, "is how we can get you to come visit us at least once a month." "Why daddy, are you sure you want to play around in pussy that belongs to your little boy now that you are going to have a full time one of your own?" "You know it. Besides, your two new step-brothers are going to want to see you." Sarah said, "I've got to get on home. I've got a lot to do before tomorrow" and she got up and went into the bedroom to get her clothes. As soon as Sarah was out of the room she asked: "How do you think Rick is going to take this?" "He isn't going to like it, but it is my life." "You got a couple left in you before you leave me tomorrow?" "Let's go find out." "I'll meet you in the bedroom. I have to make a call first." She called Hank and told him she wouldn't be car pooling the next day and then she headed for the bedroom and her waiting father. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The day seemed to drag and every time she looked at her watch it seemed that only a minute or so had gone by since the last time she looked. She hated it when Rick was gone; she just did not feel complete when he was not around. She did not sleep well when he wasn't in bed with her. She could barely wait for him to get home. She had arranged to have her last class covered and as soon as fourth hour was over she was out of the school, in the suburban, and on her way to the airport. As she turned into the passenger pick up lane she saw Rick standing close to the curb. She pulled up, put the Suburban in PARK and then got out and ran to him. She threw her arms around him and gave him a kiss that should have made him weak in the knees. "Let's hurry baby," she said as he loaded his suitcases, "If we hurry we can have an hour before the kids come home. You drive." It was a little awkward because of the center console, but as soon as they were out of the airport and heading for the highway she leaned over and reached for his zipper. "What are you doing Kath?" "I don't want to wait until we get home. I want to welcome you home now." "Stop that! Someone might see." "No they won't. As soon as I get your pee-pee out my head will disappear below the dash. No one will even know I'm in the car." "It will be a distraction." She smiled inside as she thought of the nickname that the boys in the car pool had given her and she said: "That's me sweetie, Miss Dis." "What?" "Miss Dis sweetie, short for Miss Distraction. Just you pay attention to your driving and little Miss Dis will take care of the rest." "No Kathleen; I do not want to do it while I'm driving." "Oh come on honey, don't be a spoil sport" she said as she worked her hand inside his fly. "Damn it Kathleen, I said no!" and he pushed her hand away from him. She sat up and looked over at him. "What's the matter Rick? You seem a little out of sorts. I thought you would be happy to get home to me." "I am happy to get home to you." "But?" "It's nothing." "Obviously it is something. What's wrong?" "Nothing is wrong Kathleen." "Rick, you know me well enough to know that I'm not going to leave this alone. What is bothering you?" "Your attitude toward sex lately and the way you are so quick to want to get to it." "You all of a sudden don't care for sex?" "That's not it. It is just that it is reminding me of something I'd like to be able to forget." "And what is that?" "Do you remember Andy Milliken?" "Of course. We had him and his wife Kathy over for dinner a half dozen times before they moved." "He was staying in the same hotel I was staying at and we had dinner together one night. We had a few drinks and got to talking. He caught Kathy cheating on him with another man. And get this - she got pissed at him because he got mad. Her attitude was, "So what? It was only sex." She claimed she loved Andy to death and didn't want to live her life with anyone else. She didn't love the other guy, it was just sex." "So what did he do?" "Nothing. The two of them are in counseling to try and find a way to mend their relationship. When I heard that I wanted to scream at him, "You stupid ass!" If I were him I would have taken a baseball bat to the bitch, broken both of her arms and legs and then tossed her out onto the street. I can't believe that he bought that stupid "I love you, it was only sex with him" bullshit. You are a faithful wife or you aren't and it is as simple as that. She wasn't faithful so toss her ass out." She sat there staring at Rick. She had never seen him that worked up about anything AND it was about something that didn't even concern him! It was a wake-up call!! All the time she had been doing what she had been doing in the back of her mind there was the thought that it was only sex and there was no love involved in it. She loved Rick and she couldn't even begin to think of him not being in her life. She loved Rick and she knew that he knew it. He had her love - all of it! And she knew he loved her just as deeply. She knew that she would never get caught at what she was doing, but on the off chance that she did get discovered she had her "get out of jail free" card - their love for each other. He would know that she loved only him and he would forgive her. Rick had just snatched that card right out of her hand and had torn it to shreds. For the first time since that night at the hotel that had sent her down the path she had been traveling she realized that her behavior put at risk everything that she valued most. If she got caught Rick was NOT going to accept the, "You are the only one I love, it was only sex with him" defense. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 15 She had never worried about being caught because she gave Rick no reason to suspect anything. There was no reason to believe that that had changed, but now the cold, hard reality of what would happen if by some chance he did find out anything grabbed her by the throat. She sat up and looked out the window at the passing scenery as she went over in her mind what she had to do. No more car pool for a start. It would only be six weeks until the end of the school term and she could handle the expense of driving the Suburban that long. Chris and Bobby would no longer be a problem if Frank and Sarah went through with what they planned. She would know how that turned out as soon as they got home. Oh shit! Frank and Sarah. Should she tell Rick about what his father was doing? No, better let Frank explain that. What else? Oh yes, get rid of Roy and Morrie's phone number before she was tempted to call it. Anything else? Not that she could think of. Just get back into the groove of being a faithful wife. To be continued. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 16 It had been three weeks since she had received her wake up call and a lot had happened in that time. Frank and Sarah had followed through on their plan and Sarah and the boys had moved out. That night Frank had left Sarah and the two boys at the motel and had come to the house and explained to Rick what he was doing. Rick had not taken it well. He seemed to feel that his father was being disrespectful to the memory of his mother. She found that curious because it had only been a couple of days since he had asked her if she knew anyone they could have fixed Frank up with. The fact that his mother had been dead for six years and that his father still had a life didn't seem to occur to him. Frank listened to Rick and then said, "Sorry you feel that way" and he had gotten up and walked out of the house without another word. Then Rick got on Sarah. "How could she do that to Charlie? What kind of slut is she that she could leave her husband and take up with a man old enough to be her father?" She had explained about Charlie and his girlfriend and that Sarah really didn't have a marriage to break up and then Rick got upset with her. "You are taking their side in this? You condone my father taking up with that slut?" "If that is what makes him happy then yes, I do condone it." Things were cool between them for a couple of days and then Rick got over his funk and things smoothed out. The car poolers did not let her go easily. The four men kept after her and it didn't matter how often or how firmly she said no they still kept trying to get her to get with them. She told them that her husband had gotten suspicious and she wasn't going to risk it. They could beg and plead with her all they wanted, but she was not going to risk her marriage for a little illicit sex. It didn't seem to register with them and not one day went by that one of them didn't approach her. She had put an end to her teasing the front row boys. She now wore slacks and pant suits to school and all of her low cut blouses were banished to the back of her closet. She cleaned and dusted her book shelves by herself even when some of the boys looked in on her and offered to help. There was only one thorn left over from her "Raging Slut" period and that was The Watcher. He still called her at least once a week and his voice still made her spine tingle and more than once while talking to him she found her that her hand had moved down to her pussy. His chant was always the same; he was going to fuck her and he knew where and when it was going to happen. But he would like to make it happen sooner so would she please pick a time and place. The disturbing thing is that she wanted to. She wanted his cock. She missed what she had been accustomed to getting. She missed Chris and Bobby. She missed Frank. She couldn't get Hank, Harry, Steve or Ralph out of her mind and every time she saw a semi her pussy tingled as she thought of Roy and Morrie and their huge dicks. The fact that she had given up all the extra cock she was used to getting was playing hell with Rick. She could not leave him alone and he was getting to the point that he was pleading headaches just to keep from having to make love to her and she was wearing out the batteries in her vibrator on an almost daily basis. But regardless of all the pressures she was determined that she was going to be faithful to Rick from then on. She just would not - WOULD NOT - do anything that might cause her to lose him. +++++ The work that Rick had been doing in Seattle had resulted in a promotion to regional manager and he was now at a level where he was invited to cocktail parties and business dinners and he was encouraged to bring his wife. She got to where she was going to two or three a week with him. Baby sitters were staring to cost a small fortune and all the food and drink was starting to play hell with her figure so she finally dug in her heels and said no more. Rick wasn't happy about it, but she was adamant, no more. Maybe once a month if it was a very, very important function, but that was it. Rick finally accepted that she meant it and said: "All right, but we do have one party we have to attend even though it isn't all that important a one. We promised Ron that we would be at his open house when he finished building his new place. It is next Thursday so make sure we have a sitter lined up for it." Given her 'druthers' she would skip Ron's open house. Ron was one of Rick's closest friends. They worked together, stopped after work for drinks a couple of times a week and Ron was a member of the foursome that Rick played golf with every Saturday morning. She did not care for him at all. There was just something about him rubbed her the wrong way, but he was Rick's friend so she did her best to hide her dislike and as far as she knew she was successful. The night of the open house as she was laying out what she was going to wear she said to Rick: "Don't drink too much tonight baby. I'm going to need you ready, willing and able when we get home tonight." "Good grief woman, don't you ever get enough?" "The answer to that is no, but you needn't worry. Your rest period should be here in the next day or so." "Rest period?" "Period is the right word baby. Mine is due and that means you get to stand down for a bit. Think about this as we walk around socializing - I'm not going to wear any panties. Think maybe we can sneak off into a dark corner and play a little 'stink-finger." Maybe christen one of Ron's rooms?" "I sometimes wonder what I'm going to do with you." "Making love to me is always going to be my first choice if I have any say in the matter." "Get dressed woman; we are running late." +++++ She hated parties like this. She knew that she wouldn't know half of the people there and of the ones she did know she wouldn't like half of them. She especially didn't like the 'hard-bodied' soccer moms. They spent half of their spare time at a gym working at keeping their bodies hard and firm and the other half flaunting it at gatherings like this. The men drank too much and then lost all common sense. They started thinking they were God's gift to women and tried to get every good looking woman they could find off in a dark corner. Before her wake-up call she might have let one or two of the less obnoxious get away with it, but not now. No, she didn't like these parties, but Rick did and so there she was, drink in hand, smiling and following Rick's lead as they circulated and socialized. Rick got to talking football with a couple of guys so she wandered away looking for someone she liked enough to stand and talk with. She'd had several long conversations with Mae Corling, Susan Wilkes and Jenifer Baron and was at the makeshift bar building herself a drink when Ron came up to her. "Rick stupid enough to walk away and give the wolves a chance at separating you from the herd?" "What can I say? He is talking football with the guys. Can't say he doesn't have his priorities straight." "You ready for a tour of the place yet?" She looked around and didn't see Rick so she said, "Sure, why not. It is what we came here for, right?" As they walked through the downstairs and Ron pointed out some of the custom features the he had built in she wondered what it was about him that made her dislike him so. He had never made a pass at her, done anything off-color or untoward, but she just didn't care for him. It was just a feeling that she had. He walked her through the upstairs and when they got to a door at the end of the hall he said: "I've saved the best for last. Most people would put there den or home office on the first floor or in the basement, but I put mine up here. The window looks out on a great view of the mountains and since I will spend most of my time in this room I wanted it to be perfect." He opened the door and stepped aside to let her enter. The room was dark and she waited for him to turn on the light. Instead the door closed behind them and left them in the dark. He moved up behind her, put a hand in the middle of the back and pushed her. She stumbled forward until she came up against a table or a desk. "What the hell are you doi..." she started to say as his hands grabbed her shoulders and he pushed her down until she was leaning across the flat surface of the piece of furniture she was against. In a voice she knew only too well he said, "I told you that I knew the time and place slut and here you are." He forced her legs apart and lifted her dress up to her waist. He ran his hands over her ass and she heard him chuckle and then say in his disguised voice, "Looky here, no panties. The slut planned on getting some dick tonight." She felt his cock probing, searching for her hole and then he found it and pushed. His cock slid by her pussy lips and he chuckled again. "You are wet slut; wet and ready for a hard cock." And she was. She was wet and ready. She had been since she left the house and anticipated making love with Rick when they got home. But she was also honest enough to admit that the sound of his voice and the way he was treating her was making her wetter. But even so she knew she had to stop it from happening - she had promised that it would only be Rick from now on. She tried to squirm away, but Ron kept her pinned down as he worked his cock deeper and deeper into her. "Stop this Ron; you can't do this. Rick is your friend." "Yes he is and because he is my friend I feel honor bound to fuck his wife. Better his friend get it than someone else. Twisted logic, but good pussy is good pussy." He had his full length in her and he started fucking her with long, hard strokes and as much as she hated to admit it he felt good in her. She moaned as he pushed hard into her and he said: "I was in my brother's office and I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked across that alley and saw you naked in that hotel room. I saw you notice me looking and I watched while you deliberately put on that slutty show for me." As he talked he continued to fuck her hard and even though she had promised herself that it would only be Rick from then on she was getting into it. Her body was humming with the onset of an orgasm and she was standing on the toes of her high heels trying to push her ass back at him. "At first I thought you knew that it was me and that you were letting me know you were a slut and that I could have you if I wanted you. It was only later that I realized you only saw a form in the window and didn't know who it was. But I knew who you were and I knew that you were a slut and that sooner or later I was going to fuck you no matter what." He kept pounding into her and she cried out as her first orgasm hit. She was moaning and pushing back at him as her body shook with the strength of it. He laughed. "I knew you would like it slut" and he slammed his cock into her several more times and then he grunted and came just as she had another small climax. She felt his sperm hit her insides and then he pulled out of her, spun her around and pushed her down onto her knees. "Clean me slut" and he pulled her head toward him and she opened her mouth and took him in. He let her lick and suck on him for about thirty seconds and then he pushed her away. "I want you back her in this room in thirty minutes. If you aren't here I will have to show Rick the camera phone picture that I have of you sucking a strange man's cock on the train on your way to work. Half an hour - be here!" He turned and left the room leaving her on her knees with cum leaking out of her pussy. She was screwed, both literally and figuratively. She had no choice but to do what he wanted. She didn't even have to ask to see the photo; the fact that he knew told her everything. She stood up and all of a sudden she was very sorry that she hadn't worn panties. She could feel Ron's cum running down her inner thigh. Thanks to Ron's tour she knew where the nearest bathroom was and she hurried to it and cleaned herself up as best she could. She wadded up some toilet paper and packed it into her pussy to stop the leakage and then she returned to the party. She looked around for Rick and saw him talking to Ron, but he was smiling so she figured that things were all right on that front, at least for now. She prayed that Rick wouldn't remember their bedroom conversation before they left the house. The last thing she needed right now was for him to take her up on her offer to find a dark corner and play stinky-finger. She decided to play it safe and maintain a little distance between her and Rick. It shouldn't be too much of a problem because that is the way it usually worked out at parties. He had his collection of friends to visit with and she had hers. She especially didn't want to be with Rick when it was time for her to go back to Ron's den. How would she explain having to walk away from him? She got a fresh drink and circulated; stopping here and there and engaging in conversation, always with one eye on Rick and the other on her watch. When it was time she headed for Ron's office stopping at the bathroom on the way to remove the toilet paper from her pussy. He was waiting for her when she walked into the room. The lights were on this time and he was sitting on the edge of the desk with his pants off. His cock was hard and he was stroking it as he said: "Lock the door and then get over here and suck my cock. While you are doing it I want you to think about where you want my next load. I told you I was going to fuck all three of your slutty holes and we have gotten your cunt out of the way. Do you want this load down your throat or in your ass?" As she walked over to him and bent at the waist to take his cock into her mouth she thought about her choices. If she let him do her ass it would have a little more time to return to normal by the time she got home. On the other it was getting on in the evening and maybe she could talk Rick into leaving. Ron couldn't hold it against her if Rick took her home. She knew he would still want her butt, but maybe by leaving she would be able to arrange a better time for him to take it. It would be exciting to do it with Rick so close by, but that also meant he could come looking for her and that could be a problem. She decided to gamble and she took her mouth off Ron long enough to tell him she would take the load down her throat. She hated the fact that she was being forced to give Ron a blow job, but she did love the feel of a throbbing cock in her mouth and she did love giving blow jobs. And, there was the added wickedness of doing it when Rick was so close. She licked the head as one hand slowly felt the length and she used the tip of her tongue to lick up the drop of pre-cum seeping out of the pee hole. She wrapped her lips around his cock and then slowly took his length deep into her mouth. She used her lips and her tongue as her head slid back and forth on hi, and she took him in so deep that her nose nestled in his hair. She felt his body tense and she increased the pressure her mouth was placing on his dick and when she felt it throb she clamped her lips tight around him and swallowed as the cum pulsed out of the end on his cock. Ron stood up and put his soft cock away and walked around behind the desk and opened a drawer. He took out a tube of KY Jelly and handed it to her. "I want you back here in thirty minutes. We will be pressed for time so I'm going to go right at it. It is up to you if you want to do some prep to get ready for it. But, you are a slut so it is possible that your hole is always ready for a cock. Remember slut, thirty minutes." She watched him unlock the door and leave the room and then she got to her feet, put the KY in her purse and when to the bathroom to clean the off the few drops of cum that Ron had gotten on her face. As soon as he was cleaned up she went looking for Rick. +++++ "I'm horny baby, and I want to climb your bones. Let's go home." "In a bit sweetie. Rob, Sam and George have set up a pool tournament and I promised I would play." "But I want to leave now." "Hey babe, aren't you the one who is always saying that anticipation is a good think? That it heightens feelings? Be patient my love, who knows, we might end up on the back seat of the car before we even get home." She knew that any further pleading would only upset Rick so she kissed him on the cheek and said: "Okay baby, I'll anticipate. Have fun playing pool." She walked over to the bar and got herself another drink and then looked at her watch. She had some time to kill so she went looking for someone to talk to. She had a ten minute conversation with Sally Moore about the dance classes she had her kids enrolled in and then she went to the bathroom, got out the KY out of her purse and sat down on the stool. She put some KY on her fingers and reached under and with her left hand she spread herself so she could get the fingers of her right hand working on her rectum. She soon had three fingers working in and out of her ass and she felt herself beginning to get off on what she was doing to herself. She spent another two minutes working on her ass and she almost brought herself off doing it. She was hot and more than ready for the real thing. She looked at her watch and saw that it was time. She entered the room and the light from the hallway illuminated him sitting on the edge of his desk waiting for her. "Lock the door" he said. "I don't want the lights on for this. I want to imagine that it is the night at the club when I pressed my cock against your ass and told you that I was going to fuck you. I felt you push your ass back at my hard cock and that is when I knew that you were a slut. Get over here and assume the position across the desk." She did as she was told. She walked over to the desk, lifted the hem of her dress to her waist, spread her legs and then bent over the desk. She supported herself with her elbows and waited. "Did you prepare your ass for me slut?" "Yes." "I'll bet you got yourself all hot and bothered doing it, didn't you." "Yes." "Is your hole ready for me?" "Yes." "You really do want my cock in your ass don't you?" She knew the game he was playing and fighting against him on it would not help her any, and - truth be told - after working on her ass with her fingers she was more than ready for a cock in her ass. "Admit it slut. You want my cock in your ass." "Yes damn you, I do want your cock in my ass." He moved up behind her and she felt the head of his cock poke her. "Reach back slut. Reach back, take my cock and line it up for me." She reached back, took hold of his throbbing dick and lined it up with her anal rosebud. "Tell me slut, tell me what you want." "Fuck me; push your cock into me and fuck me." She felt the slight pain that always came when a cock pushed by her sphincter, but the pain was only momentary and then the pleasurable feeling began to creep in. His cock slid into her ass inch by inch and she moaned. His thrusts were short and easy to begin with and then they became harder and went in deeper. Her fingers went to her pussy and she started rubbing her clit and she started pushing her ass back at him to take him in even deeper. He increased his speed and the hardness of his strokes and she started moaning, "Yes, yes, yes," as she felt the orgasm. She cried out and he laughed: "You are such a slut. I knew it all the time. You are just an easy piece of ass. Tell me what you want slut." "Fuck me" she moaned, "Fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck my ass, fuck my ass" and then she cried out as she came again and he suddenly exploded in her. She felt every pulse of his cock as he shot his sperm into her ass. She stood there on tip toes as her body shook with the force of the orgasm and tried to will his cock to stay hard and keep fucking her. She pushed her ass back at him as he started to withdraw and he chuckled: The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 16 "My cock not enough for you slut? You want more cock don't you?" "Oh God yes. Stay there, don't pull out. You'll get hard again." "You really are a slut aren't you?" "Yes damn you, yes!" "My slut? You going to let me fuck you whenever I want to?" "Yes, your slut, I'm your slut" and as she said that the lights came on and she saw Rick standing there. To be continued? The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 17 The look in Rick's eyes was murderous as he walked from the light switch over to where she was leaning across Ron's desk with her skirt bunched up around her waist and Ron's cum leaking out of her ass. He never took his eyes off of her as he advanced toward her. She heard Ron chuckle and say: "I told you the bitch was a slut." He chuckled again and was starting to say something when Rick hit him and knocked him to the floor. "Get over by the door" Rick snarled at her. She stood up and hurriedly dropped her skirt and went over and stood by the door. Ron was starting to stand up and he was saying: "What the hell did you do that for? Jesus, that hurt. You knew what I was going to do so why the fuck did you hit me?" "I hit you, you fucking asshole, because you were supposed to be my friend. A friend wouldn't do what you just did to me." "Then why did you bet me that I couldn't do it if you didn't expect me to try?" "You weren't supposed to win that's why. I wouldn't have taken your money if you had lost, but you just had to win the bet, didn't you?" "She's a slut Rick. I knew she was a fucking slut and as your friend I thought you needed to know." "Bullshit Ron. If you were a friend you would have alerted me so I could check it out. A real friend wouldn't have done what you did. You fucked her so you could rub my nose in it. Only an ass-wipe would have me come into the room so he could show me." Rick turned to her and asked, "Is this the first time you fucked him?" She couldn't find her voice so all she could do was nod a yes. Maybe if Ron stayed intimidated he wouldn't mention the earlier fuck and the blow job. The anal sex had been bad enough, but if it was all Rick knew about it would be better for her when she tried to talk with him. That hope was dashed when Rick said: "This dirt-bag says he fucked you over an hour ago and a half hour later you came back and sucked his cock. Is he lying?" For just a second she considered lying and saying yes, but what if Ron had some way to prove it. Lying would only make it worse. She looked away from Rick and said, "I meant that tonight was the first time." She saw the look of disgust on his face as he reached into his pants pocket and took out some money. He handed it to Ron, but Ron wouldn't take it. "No man, I don't want your money." "Want has nothing to do with it asshole. We bet, I lost, take the money." "No" Ron said and Rick quickly grabbed Ron's wrist and jerked Ron toward him. She saw the look on Rick's face and it scared her. She had only seen it once before. She and Rick had stopped at a convenience store on the way home from dinner one night and Rick had seen six guys picking on a homeless man. His eyes got very dark and scary and he got out of the car and he walked right into them and they took one look at him and took off running. She knew he was in some special kind of unit when he was in the service, but he never talked about it. If you asked him about what he did he said he was a glorified clerk. But she didn't think a clerk would have gone after six guys the way Rick did. He had that same look in his eyes as he grabbed Ron's wrist. Rick placed the money in Ron's hand and then he forced Ron's fingers to curl around the bills. And then Rick did something so fast that she wasn't even sure she had seen it and Ron screamed and went to his knees with a broken wrist and a dislocated shoulder. He was crying in pain when Rick leaned down and said: "That is just a sample of the hurt I'll bring down on you if you ever tell another living soul about what went on here tonight and if I hear a rumor about her I'll know where it started and your life won't be worth spit. You will forget you even know her name. You had better stay out of my way from now on. You see me walking toward you, you had best turn and go the other way. I'll have to be civil to you at work, but I catch you any place away from work I will not promise to be good. Do you understand me?" Ron shook his head yes and Rick said, "No head nods ass-wipe, I want to hear you say it. Do you understand what I just told you?" "Yes" Ron hissed through pain clenched teeth. "Good" Rick said and then he turned to me and said, "Get your cheating ass out of here and get in the car." The venom in his voice made her hesitate for a moment and she showed some of her usual spark. "Why? So you can take me home and break some of my bones?" "You choice you cheating cunt. Get in the car or stay here with ass-wipe, but I'm leaving now with or without you." She knew that her only hope to save her marriage was to stay close so they could talk so she unlocked the door and headed for the car. She sat in the car and waited for Rick and it was all she could do to hold the tears back. It wasn't fair! She had quit! She had rededicated herself to her marriage because she didn't want to lose Rick and now this. She shook her head at the very irony of it. She fought off all the attempts of Ron to get together with her. If she had just said to hell with it and named a time and a place it would have been over and done with before she got her wake-up call and the night wouldn't have happened. What could she say to Rick? How could she salvage anything out of the night's disaster? She knew she had to try. She couldn't lose Rick; she just couldn't. It was about five minutes before Rick came out and got in the car. As he put the key in the ignition he said: "Not one word Kathleen; not one fucking word. If I hear you say, "Honey, I can explain" or "Baby, it's not what you think" I swear before God I will not be responsible for what I do. Just sit there and keep your mouth shut. The only thing you have going for you right now is that you are the mother of my children. Or at least I hope to God they are mine." The trip was made in silence and once they were in the house and the babysitter had been paid and sent home Rick said: "Get everything of yours out of the bedroom and into the guest room. You will be staying there while I decide what I am going to do." She felt a little sliver of hope when he said that. At least he hadn't gotten home and then put her out of the house. She moved what she needed for the night and morning and left the rest for when Rick went to the golf course on Saturday. The kids were done with dance and swimming lessons so she would have time to get it all moved. Hopefully he would take out most of his aggression on golf balls and would be somewhat calmer and settled when he got home. If she could just get past the next day. +++++ She did not sleep at all that night. Even if Rick did come home a little calmer on Saturday what could she say to him? He had been in the room when Ron had taken her so she couldn't deny it. It was obvious that Ron had set her up for what happened, but why? To make her suffer for making him wait so long? If she had given in earlier would he still have exposed her to Rick? What could she possibly say to Rick when he demanded to know why she had given Ron the sex that she had? She could tell the truth - that he was blackmailing her - but then Rick would want to know what she had done that Ron could hold over her head. She couldn't tell him that. No way could she ever tell and she hoped to God that Ron would believe all that Rick had said to him and that he would give Rick a wide berth. If he stayed away from Rick and took the warning about starting rumors to heart Rick would never know about the cell phone picture. Damn! She didn't know what to do. And what was Rick going to do? She was sure that he would not physically hurt her, but she knew him well enough to know he wasn't going to shrug it off. He wouldn't say, "Okay Kathleen, water under the bridge. Let's move on." No, Rick was not a wimp. He would not sit still for being made a cuckold. He would take some action, but what? Did his statement that the only thing she had going for her was that she was the mother of his children mean that he was going to let her stay? +++++ She was still awake when she heard the alarm go off in the master bedroom and she laid there and listened to Rick get ready to go to work. She didn't get out of bed until she heard the garage door opening and then close. She busied herself with her normal morning routine, getting the kids up and getting them off to school and then she called work and told them that she was sick and wouldn't be in that day. She sat at the kitchen table, sipped her coffee and stared out the window at the back yard as she tried to think of what she could do. After an hour of thought she finally decided that she had lie to Rick to have any chance at all of saving her marriage. She had to give him a reason he could accept for her having done what she had done with Ron. If he went to Ron to verify what she said she would be toast. But if she didn't come up with something he could believe she was toast anyway. All she could hope for was that he would believe that she wouldn't paint so bad a picture of herself if it wasn't true. Once she had decided on what she was going to do she went into the master bedroom and started moving her stuff out and into the spare room. When Rick got home that night she had dinner ready and as soon as dinner was over she did the dishes, put them away and went to play with the kids. She stayed with them until it was time to put them to bed expecting that Rick wouldn't tear into her while they were still up. Once she got them to bed she went right to the spare bedroom and closed the door. She hoped that Rick would wait for Saturday before talking with her. She hoped that by staying out of his sight it would give him a little more time for his rage to fade some. It wasn't to be. Rick gave the kids time to fall asleep and then he came into the room and said: "Get your cheating ass down to the kitchen." She followed him down the stairs and into the kitchen and he pointed at a chair and said: "Sit!" She took a seat on the chair he pointed to and then sat down across from her. He looked at her without saying anything for almost a minute and then he said: "What do you have to say for yourself?" "I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I love you Rick, you know I do." "That didn't keep you from fucking Ron." If Ron had told Rick about what he had a picture of - her sucking a cock on the train - then she was cooked. Her only chance was to hope Ron hadn't told Rick why he knew she was a slut, just that he did and could show Rick. She took a deep breath and launched her lie. "He blackmailed me. He knew something about me and he threatened to tell you if I didn't give in to his demands." "What did he have that was so bad that you would fuck him to keep me from finding out?" "He caught me giving Dave Holbrook a blow job at Helen Catron's birthday party." The disgust was obvious on Rick's face as he said, "My God, it just gets worse. How many other guys have you had sex with?" "Just last night with Ron and the one time with Dave. Dave was more of a rape than anything else, but that wouldn't have mattered if Ron hadn't seen it. If Ron hadn't seen it I would have told you about it, but Ron did see it and he told me if I didn't put out for him he would tell everybody. I couldn't let that happen. If only you and Dave and I knew, I knew you would take care of Dave. But everyone we knew knowing about it? No, I couldn't let that happen. Even though Dave forced me I wouldn't have been able to face people. "You know how people think Rick. Half would believe that it wasn't rape and that I did it willingly and I would be hit on for the rest of my life. I told Ron I would have to think about it. I stalled him for a couple of months and when Dave was killed in that auto accident I thought I could tell Ron to fuck off and leave me alone. Without Dave around to smirk when Ron told the story I thought no one would believe him. Ron told me that he didn't care if people believed him or not and he gave me a deadline. He told me I had to have sex with him by the night of his open house or he was going to spread the word that I liked giving blow jobs at parties. I knew he was going to do it so I gave in. He promised me if I let him have me all three ways he would never mention what I did with Dave again." "You say Dave raped you. How did that happen?" "You know I don't hold my liquor very well. I'd had too much to drink at Helen's party and I was feeling woozy. You were in the basement shooting pool and Dave offered to walk me outside for some fresh air. We were standing at the back of the patio and Dave told me that I was a very sexy woman. I thanked him and then he said it was a shame that I was wasted on just one man. He told me that he liked my mouth. He said it looked like it was made for sucking cock and then he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees and stepped in front of me. I hadn't noticed, but while we were talking he had taken out his cock and it was hard. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled it toward his cock and I opened my mouth to yell and he shoved his cock in my mouth. Then he held my head and face fucked me while I tried to push him away. He came quick and let go of my head and I jerked back from him just as Ron walked out and saw us. As I was pulling back Dave's cock shot one more spurt and it hit my face and when Ron asked if he could be next I turned to look at him and he saw the cum running down my chin. I saw him smile and start to unzip his pants and I got up and ran to the car, got in it and locked the doors. I used some Kleenex from the glove compartment to clean my face and about twenty minutes later I went back to the party to find you and tell you I wanted to leave." "Dave and Ron and that's it?" "Yes." "I'm having a hard time believing that Kathleen. You seem to forget that I was in the room and I heard you begging for Ron's cock. I heard all of that slut talk about how you were his slut and he could fuck you whenever he wanted. It sure didn't sound to me like you were being blackmailed." "You know me Rick. You know how much I love making love to you and you know how I get when I'm having sex. Yes, I did say those things to Ron, but that was my body talking. I was having orgasms and you know how I am when that happens. God knows you've heard a lot of that kind of talk from me when you have brought me to orgasm. Rick, I'm sorry. I should have told you about Dave and I should have told you about what Ron was trying to get me to do, but I was afraid. I was afraid that Ron would tell everyone and that my life would become miserable. And I'm sorry to have to admit that I was afraid that you might even believe that it wasn't rape if you heard about it." "You were afraid that I would believe it?" "Just think about some of the things you have said to me since my birth control pills screwed up my hormones. Why wouldn't I think that you might suspect that I wasn't getting enough from you at home? I was scared Rick. I was afraid and I stupidly thought that if I did what Ron wanted it would all go away." "Well it isn't going to go away Kathleen. It not only isn't going to go away, it is going to get worse. You know why Kathleen? Because you are a lying, cheating whore. No one but Dave and Ron? One a rape and the other blackmail? What about the guy you were sucking off on the train?" At the mention of that she turned pale and felt her blood start to run cold. He knew! Dear God, he knew the worst. She felt the pain of her betrayal stab her in the heart. The one she loved most in the world she had hurt and she did not think she would ever be able to heal that hurt. "Just how stupid do you think I am Kathleen? Did you really think that Ron could come up to me, tell me you were a slut, and that I would just say, "Okay, show me?" When he called you a slut he was only seconds away from being stomped into a puddle and he knew it so he pulled out his cell phone and showed me that picture. Cell phone pictures from a distance aren't all that great and it did look like you, but it possibly could have been someone else and that's when Ron said he would prove it. That is why I was in that room with the lights off Kathleen. I was there so I could watch you slap Ron's face, knee him in the balls or something like that, but none of that happened, did it. You just spread your legs and said, "Fuck me Ron, I'll be your slut." You did it so easy, so natural, that it looked like something you did a lot of. I want to know it all Kathleen, every last little bit of it." She had never seen him so grim, so determined, and the worst part was that she could sense the steaming rage he was keeping bottled up inside himself. He had sworn at her. In all their years together, no matter how bad the argument, he had never sworn at her. That fact alone told her how bad she had hurt him and that knowledge caused a pain in her soul she didn't think she could bear. "Oh my God" she thought, "What have I done to him." The look on his face and the pain she saw in his eyes made her want to curl up right there and die. The man had put her on a pedestal; he had worshipped the ground she walked on and she had betrayed him. For the sake of some sexual excitement she had driven a stake through his heart. She had never given any thought to how he would feel if he ever found out, because she knew he never would. Her sluttish ways were just that - hers - and he would never know. Except that now he did and the pain that he was feeling at her betrayal was tearing at her heart. Dear God, she had never meant to hurt him, to cause him the pain he was now enduring, and even at that he didn't know the half of it. And the bad part, the really horrible part, was that there wasn't anything she could do that would make things better, that would drive away the hurt and pain he was suffering. Well, there was one thing she could do. It wouldn't ease the pain, but it would remove the cause. But at what price? It would maybe help him, but it would absolutely destroy her. But then, wasn't that the definition of love? Being willing to die if it would help the one you loved? The only way to remove Rick's pain was to remove herself from his life, but there was the rub. She loved him too much to leave him. She just could not do it on her own so he had to be made to push her out of his life and there was only one way to do it. She took a deep breath and then said: "The one thing you have to know and believe above all else is that I love you. I have always loved you and I always will love you. What I did was wrong, but it was not done because I no longer cared for you. I'm still not even sure why I did it other than for the pure sexual excitement. It fed on itself. The more I did it, the more I wanted to do more of it. You saw the outcome. I couldn't leave you alone. I kept wanting more and more." "I never did anything with Dave. I made that up knowing that he was dead and couldn't deny it. I had hoped that telling you that lie would be enough, but now I see that it isn't going to help me." And then she told him how it had started and then how each encounter had driven her to the next. The train, the blackmail at school, the car pool and everything that had come about while car pooling. She told him what she did while he played golf on Saturdays and she told him of the constant calls from The Watcher who she came to find out was Ron. She did not tell him about Billy and Todd and she made no mention of Sarah, Chris, Bobby or Frank. She would not be responsible for poisoning the relationship between him and his father - not on top of all the other pain she had caused him. Even with the ones she omitted the picture she had painted of herself was not pretty. In fact, it was downright ugly. "And then you came home from that trip and told me about Andy Milliken and that was my wake-up call. Until then I had convinced myself that you loved me enough to forgive me if I got caught, but after hearing how you felt about Andy's situation - how you felt about something that didn't even concern you - I could no longer believe that your love for me would be a 'get out of jail free' card. I quit cold turkey and promised myself that never again would I do anything that might cost me you. The Adventures of Kathleen M. Ch. 17 "And then we went to Ron's open house. It was then I found out that he was The Watcher and when he told me I had to give in to him or he would tell you about me I had no choice. He promised me that it would be that one night only and then he would delete that picture and I would never hear of it again. And yes, before you bring it up again, I did say all those things you heard while he was using me, but that shouldn't have come as a huge surprise to you. I've said the same things to you when you had me in the throes of passion and having orgasm after orgasm. It is the way I am when I'm having sex. The major difference is that I didn't mean a word of it with Ron, but I always meant it with you." She finished her confession and got up from the kitchen table. "Where are you going?" "Up to my room." "We aren't done here." "What's left? You know how big a slut I've been. Your disgust with me is all over your face. All that's left is for you to tell me what you are going to do to me and you can do that in the morning. I'm exhausted and I'm going to bed." "Not until you give the names Kathleen; I want to know who they are. I want the names of every last one of them." "Why? So you can look them up and hurt them. Make them pay for fucking your wife? I don't think so Rick. Not that I care beans for any of them, but I do care about you and I won't be responsible for causing you anymore grief than I already have. I saw what you did to Ron and you would want to do the same to the men I let fuck me. Sooner or later you would end up in jail when one of them turned you in. I've done enough to you and I will not have your sitting in a jail cell on my conscience." She turned and left the room, went up to bed and then cried all night. +++++ Author's footnote: The story ends here. I've not heard from Kathleen since late October and she has not responded to any of the dozen or more e-mails I've sent her. Based on her last few e-mails to me it would appear that she destroyed two lives, hers and Rick's. But did she really? I don't know and I honestly don't want to know. Her love for her husband shown through in everything she sent me. Even when she was at her worst (or best?) her love for Rick was obvious. I have no way of gauging his love for her, but if he had any at all the romantic in me wants to believe in the old saying, "Love conquers all" and that somehow Kathleen and Rick were able to work it out. That is what I want to believe. JPB, Denver, March 2007