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CHAPTER FIVE

Now that Vince Roberts knew what his wife Trudy wanted, he was really burned up, and he decided there wasn't going to be any instant replay of what he had been through.

"You know, honey," Vince told her the next morning at breakfast, "you really burn the hell out of me."

"Oh, I am sorry I got you upset," she smiled.

Even as she mouthed the words, he knew that she didn't mean a word of it.

"More toast, dear?" she said, as she seemed to derive joy, and strength from his predicament.

"No, I don't want another thing," he said, "except maybe some coffee. Black."

"Of course," she said, "just like your mood."

After she had prepared the coffee for him, she went into the other room and waited for him to leave. He stepped out of the house without bothering to say goodbye.

When he had gone, she was happy, for now she decided there would be other people to conquer. She decided she would call her girlfriend Judy and see what was happening in her life.

"Judy," she began as she awakened the sleeping Judy.

"What are you calling me at this hour for?" Judy demanded.

"Well," she told her, "I just thought I'd give you a buzz and see if everything is alright."

"Sure it is, baby," she said, "I've been out of town for a long time and I just blew back from a fabulous vacation. Maybe we can get together."

"I would love that," she said. "When?"

"Well, you could come over this afternoon," she said, "after lunch would be fine. Perhaps around two."

"Around two would be great," she assured her.

When she got to Judy's place, she was amazed at how tired she looked.

"You look beat, baby," she told her. "Did you have a vacation or what?"

"Wild," Judy smiled. "What a vacation."

"Great," she told her, "I'm so glad you had a god time?"

The two women sat down and then Judy told her a few surprising things about what she was doing.

"You didn't go on that trip you took to Europe and all over alone, did you?" her girlfriend asked her.

"No, baby," she told her, "I went with my sugar daddy."

"So you have a sugar daddy," she laughed.

"Yes baby, I do," she said, "and he is quite an irregular man. You see, he is too old to make it, so he likes me to hire young studs and watch us fucking."

"That's a riot," she said "It's like the impossible dream."

"Right on" Judy insisted, "and Trudy, baby, I tell you, it was wild."

"Knowing how you've always been," she told her, "I imagine it would be."

Judy began telling her about the good times she bad.

"You know, baby," she said, "the different time zones are something. We would fly so many places that I would get exhausted just changing time zones. That's why I am exhausted today."

"Where were you last?" she asked.

'Well our last stop was Acapulco. We had a good time when I would find a young Mexican stud to ball me, and my marvelous husband could watch."

"You mean you married the sugar daddy?" Trudy asked.

"Of course not," she said, "I wasn't married at all. But he likes to sign us in as man and wife. It makes it all seem so sanitary."

"Nice guy," she said.

"Well," she continued talking, "he pays the bills. He pays plenty. I picked up this young stud on the beach. He was muscular as hell, and was going with a movie producer's daughter. I told him he could tell her goodbye, and come with me. That was wonderful, as it gave me an opportunity to seduce someone that someone else wanted. Stolen fruit always tastes the sweetest."

"You little bitch," Trudy laughed.

"Yes," she told her, "I guess I am. It was marvelous, as this beautiful stud Manuel would eat my pussy, and my sugar daddy would jerk off watching."

"Sounds a little revolting," Trudy told her.

"Not at all," she said, "he was really something."

"Tell me about some of your other adventures," she asked her.

"Well, dear," she said, "there was a marvelous man in Panama. He really had a cock on him. I will never forget it. I was staying at one of the big hotels right on the beach. They have marvelous hotels there, you know, and my sugar daddy used to go to the big whorehouses there. But that, is all over and now it's up to me to out and be the aggressor and find a young stud to play with so he can watch. I don't have too much difficulty of course, because I guess I am a very appetizing looking woman"

"Well you •do, have that delicious look about you," Trudy complimented her.

"Why thank you, Trudy," Judy smiled.

She continued telling her about her Panama adventure.

"There was this marvelous man, Carlos," she said, "and I just saw him as I was crossing the street near the Pan American Building. He walked right up to me and he smiled."

"Well what did his smile indicate?" asked her friend.

"I knew he wanted to ball me," she said, "and I suggested that we talk."

"And?" Trudy smiled.

"Well I talked him into balling me," she smiled.

As the two women exchanged their adventures, Judy gave some of her various experiences that fascinated the mind of her girlfriend.

"There was this real sharp cat that I met over in France," she said, "and he loved to fuck my armpits. Do you find my armpits sexy?"

For a moment Trudy thought she would play it straight and not laugh at all.

"Well let me see, dear," she said "Well I'll raise them, up and let you lock at them both."

"Oh, they look real sexy," Trudy chuckled.

"Oh, you're putting me on," she said. "But seriously, baby doll, I think my armpits must be sexy because he just went wild when he got the opportunity."

"Well how on earth does anybody fuck armpits?" Trudy asked.

"Honey," she said, "the man sort of straddles you and then you raise your armpits up and down quickly. Use your armpit like a vagina."

"That is not easy," Trudy said. "You really have done everything."

"I certainly have," she said, "and there was that man in Brussels, Belgium, who fucked me upside down."

"Upside down?' Trudy asked her. "Why on earth did he do it that way?"

"Something different," she chuckled, "and big daddy thought it would be fun to watch. You should have seen him getting his jollies."

"You poor darling," Trudy observed. "You haven't had it easy. You had to put up with all of this fucking nonsense."

"Oh I don't look at it that way at all," Judy said. "I consider myself a sexual gourmet."

"I guess you are," she said. "Did be ever try stabbing It up your asshole?

That's what my husband is always trying to get me to do."

"Well," she said, "I would say that I have a tremendous ass. My last lover tried it and he loved it."

"Is there anything that you won't do?" Trudy asked frankly.

"Well, I guess there isn't much," she said. "I've had it with an animal, and I've had it with a woman. And, I've taken it every which way. You name it, I've done it."

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself at times?" her girlfriend asked.

Judy looked at her innocently, and then she let out a blast.

"What the hell are you talking about?" she demanded. "Haven't we gone beyond guilt?"

"Oh yes, yes," Trudy said nervously now.

Suddenly she realized that she had opened a can of worms and she didn't care to pursue that line of conversation further.

"Now, Trudy, tell me what you've been doing in Dullsville. Don't tell me you're still being loyal to that good for nothing husband Vince."

"You shouldn't speak of him like that," Trudy insisted.

"Because it happens to be the truth," she said.

"Yes," she admitted. "I suppose it is the truth. He is such a difficult, impossible person."

"I really feel sorry for you living with a man like that," she said.

"It isn't easy," she admitted.

Then she finally decided that she might as well admit she was having some fun swapping.

"Of course my life isn't completely dull had a few good times swapping."

"Oh, I just love to swap," Judy laughed. "I will never forget the time I went over to a friend's place. I was about to swap with this stud, when I got a look at his son coming in going up to his room. I begged his father for one chance at him. And you know what?" she giggled.

"Tell me," Trudy insisted. "I'm all ears."

"He let me fuck the son," she said.

"And he didn't get any for himself?" Trudy asked, not completely understanding how this could be.

"Of course the old cat did,"' she laughed. "He fucked me too.

"That put an idea in her mind. Perhaps, she thought to herself, she could get some man with a young teenager son. Then she could get some young cock as well as old.

"There's a marvelous thing about young men," she smiled.

"Yes, Trudy," Judy nodded. "Tell me, have you had any young cock lately?"

"I did," she said gleefully. "He was the gardener. Oh, excellent."

"Good for you, honey," she said.

"Well I must hurry along now, honey," Trudy told her, "I've got so much to do."

"Why is life always busy-busy?" she demanded.

"That's a good question and I don't have the answer," her girlfriend smiled, as she hugged and kissed her goodbye.

Once she was driving on the freeway, Trudy began thinking. Who was there that she might meet who would have a young son that she would enjoy having sex with?

She went over and over it in her mind, and finally she thought of some. one.

There was Clair and Mark Conroy. Their young son, Jerry, had just won some prizes for swimming. How exciting it would be, she thought to herself, to seduce Jerry Conroy. Of course it would be a dangerous thing and her husband would die if he ever got wind of what she had in mind.

She had to think of some way that she could approach the subject that would get her husband going for it. She knew that he had a fondness for Clair, and she decided, the wisest thing to do would be to mention things about Clair that would turn her husband on.

That evening when Vince came home, she began suggesting, "Why don't we try to get together with Clair and Mark Conroy?"

"Have you got the hots for Mark Conroy now?" he asked sarcastically.

"Well I thought it might be fun to have another swap meet," she said.

"Now look, baby," he told her, "I'm not going over and ask Mark Conroy if my wife can fuck him. I'm sorry I'm not pimping for you."

"I didn't ask you to pimp," she said. "It's a swap, an exchange. That's different."

"Maybe it is in your book baby," he told her, "but it's not different in my book. I'm not interested."

"Now come on, dear," she said, "we could just do it this way. We could suggest that we all go over there for swimming and I'll fix the food and take it over."

"You are too much," he said. "You're going to pester me and pester me till you get your way."

"Well I wish you'd do that for me," she smiled.

"Alright," he told her. "I'll tell him."

He called up his friend Mark, and suggested they get together for a Saturday night buffet. He said that his wife wanted a little socialization.

Mark listened to what he had to say and replied quickly. "Well your wife deserves some socialization," he said. "Trudy is a great gal, she has a lot of zest."

"I know," Vince Roberts said. "Lots of zing."

"Zowle?' Mark. Conroy chuckled. "Yeah, we would love it. Just a minute. Let me ask Clair."

Covering the phone with his hand, he asked Clair, "How would it be to have Vince and Trudy Roberts over next Saturday night? Vince is suggesting that they come over, and Trudy wants to bring some food. We could all get together and have, a good time."

"Well I'm not too fond of that wife of his," Clair said. "She's always had eyes for you."

"That's a lot of baloney," he shot back.

"No," she shook her head solemnly. "I think know when another woman is after the man love."

"Thanks for the admiration, baby, but your observation is not accurate."

Mark returned to Vince.

"Well, sure, Vince," he said. "Clair thinks it's a great idea. Then we can count on you next Saturday night around seven or so?"

"Beautiful," Vince replied. "I'm sure we'll have ball."

"I'm sure," his friend said as he hung up. Trudy did her best to fix some marvelous food for their orgy dinner.

"All this bother," he said, "because we're going to have a swap meet. You never fix up food like this around the house anymore."

"Why should I?" Trudy said, "look how you've treated me lately. I know that you are carrying on. And you still won't admit it."

"What difference does it make now? he asked her.

"Plenty," she said.

"Well you want to carry on, don't your he shot back at her.

"Sure I do," she said, "but I don't do it on the sly. I come out and let you know what I want. Then, it's all on the up and up."

"Does doing it openly make it any, more moral?" he smiled.

"I think so," she said.

When they got over to Clair and Mark Conroy's house, Clair was all dressed up and looked as if she was deliberately trying to turn on Vince Roberts.

"Well, well, Vince," Clair said, "I haven't seen you in a long time."

"Hi there, Trudy," Mark smiled.

"Oh look at all that good food you brought, Trudy," Clair observed.

"Oh, just a few things I whipped up, honey," she said.

Soon they were involved in eating a delicious dinner. After the dinner, Clair got to talking about what was happening to youth morals.

"You know I feel terrible about my son Jerry," she confided.

"Oh, what about him?" Trudy asked eagerly, dying to know anything that she could about him.

"Well," she said, "he has been carrying on at school with practically all of the girls."

"That's terrible," Trudy said. "Can't you stop him?"

"It isn't easy, dear," she said.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean this," Clair said frankly. "The girls at that school are putting out with all the boys. And of course Jerry has to follow suit. I wish one of them would rebel."

"That's funny," Trudy said. "A while back they were all rebelling against the morals. Now, they are all doing the same thing."

"Well you can't blame them," Mark said. "We didn't have much fun when we were young. I never got a chance to explore around much."

"Why should you?" Clair asked angrily.

"I think everybody has a right to a little sexual adventure," he said.

"Oh stop that, Mark," Clair said. "Before I listen to any more of this crap.

The next thing I know you will, be asking if we can swap."

"Not a bad idea," Trudy said. "Mark, would you like to have sex with me?"

"Trudy Roberts," Clair said angrily.

She was looking at her husband steadily as he was glancing down at Trudy's large breasts.

"I wouldn't mind balling you, baby," Mark said, "not If Clair wouldn't care."

He turned back to look at Clair who was green with envy.

"Oh I wouldn't give a damn," she said, "if you feel the need of a fuck, go ahead and get her."

"Do I have something to say about this? Vince Roberts asked slyly.

"We should do something together," Clair said huskily.

"What a great Idea," Trudy said. "Now you two run along to a bedroom and enjoy yourselves."

That did it. She had gotten Clair so angry that Clair was willing to give up her husband for a night.

"Now Mark," Trudy said, "I'm not used to this sort of thing. You'll probably have to break me in."

Clair overheard what she was saying, and commented on that.

"Oh I think you'll do alright, honey," Clair said. "I'm sure you can teach him a few things."

When Trudy and Mark were alone, Mark confided, "You know I've been loyal to my wife all my life."

"You poor darling," she exclaimed, "how dull."

"I'm ashamed to admit it," he said, "it has been dull. You see, my wife Clair is a bit frigid."

"What do iron mean by frigid?" she asked.

"Well," he explained, "she will just fuck one way."

"How awful,"' she said. "You mean she doesn't have any sexual adventure in her?"

"No," he complained. "I tried to get her to go down on me time and again but she won't."

Reaching in his pants, she felt his, hard cock.

"Well you won't have to worry about getting me to go down on you," she said.

"As a matter of fact, honey, I'd like to sixty-nine with you."

"Do you like to sixty-nine?" he asked eagerly.

"I just love to sixty-nine," she said. "It's great to feel that huge cock sliding into my mouth, and you will love sliding your tongue into my pussy.

It's tremendous!"

"Well, baby," he said, "I'll do that. Sure, why not?"

Mark was peeling off his clothes and Trudy got out of hers swiftly. When he got a look at her naked body, he slapped her on the ass.

"You sure have a great shape," he commented.

"Well thank you," she told him.

Now, he was really eager to get in there.

"Come on, baby," he told her. "Let's get going."

They got on the bed and soon they were angling their bodies so Mark's cock was even with Trudy's mouth. She gripped his proud penis, and slipped her mouth over the head of it.

"Oh, that's super," he told her, "I really dig that."

The pleasure was becoming more and more exciting.

"Come on, baby doll," he said, "let me slide it all the way down."

As the rock hard cock slid down her throat, she felt his tongue slipping into her vagina.

"Oh that's beautiful," she panted. "That's just what I like, keep that going, baby, keep it going."

Harder and faster he jabbed it into her.

"Give it to me," he begged, "give it to me."

The pleasure was mounting every moment, and he enjoyed it more and more.

"Oh yes," he told her, "that's what I like."

Soon they were a couple of fucking animals as the hot tongue stabbed into her vagina, and her mouth grabbed his cock.

"Come on, fuck it," he panted, as he slid it down her throat all the way.

The pleasure built and built, as their bodies entwined around each other. She wrapped her legs around his neck and he enjoyed it more every moment.

"Keep that up," he begged, "keep that up, baby."

This intimate connection really got her going. As his hard tool slammed down her throat, she loved the insistent urgency of his tongue as it stabbed into her vagina. Quickly Mark was developing a rhythm with his penis thrusts. He had always wanted to jab his cock into a woman's mouth and feel it sliding down her throat. Yet, with his wife Clair making such a fuss about any unusual kinds of sex, he'd never gotten a chance.

Now he had it in spades. Grasping his asscheeks, Trudy Roberts held on to his cock with her mouth. Her lips fastened tightly around it, and she could hardly wait for the juice to explode. She wanted it all.

"Oh baby," he panted, "that's it. I'm almost there. Oh baby, you're going to get it too. Gobble it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, keep doing it."

Suddenly the hot sperm shot into her mouth. She gulped eagerly, swallowing a river of sperm. Every drop of the sperm tasted delicious to her.

Now she was ready to climax. And he could tell it. His tongue slid back into her pussy, and he went on slipping it around. Quickly be flashed it across her clitoris and then she juiced.

"Oh wow!" she panted, as she pulled her mouth off his penis. "That feels fantastic. Keep eating me, baby, lick it all up, lap it. Oh yes baby, wiggle your tongue around in there, that's how I like it. Come on, honey," she begged him, "that's the way I love it. Love Trudy, baby, oh yes, Trudy wants it."

She urged him on with such insistence that he could hardly believe It. It was a woman whose pussy was on fire and his tongue was flicking the fire out.

When he had finished eating her, he withdrew.

Then, the two of them lay there looking at each other's loins.

"Oh baby," he smiled, "you are beautiful."

"You don't know how good this has been to me," she said. "I need some enthusiasm."

"Well' doesn't Vince take care of your needs, baby?" he smiled, a bit puzzled and perplexed why she was so hot for his body.

"To be perfectly frank," she said, "Vince is impotent. Can't do a damned thing.

It's rather disappointing, you can be sure. I've been used to plenty of action, and I haven't been getting it for years."

"Well why do you stay with him?" he asked frankly.

"For a very good reason," she said, "he pays the bills."

"Life has to be more than getting the bills paid," he said.

"Well," she said, "I'm not so young any more. So I figured that the best thing for me to do is just to put up with it."

"That's too bad," he said, "because there isn't any reason in the world why you should have to put up with this crap."

She glanced down at Mark's cock and quickly realized that he could have some more sex.

"Mark baby," she suggested something quickly, "how would you like to thrust that great big cock of yours into me? I would just love to wrap my legs around you."

"Baby," he said, "I'd love to thrust it to you. Turn over."

She lay there and spread her legs magnificently. Then reaching down she grabbed his penis and fit it into her pussy.

"Give it to me," she begged, "come on, give it to me."

He thrust it into her, and the pleasure accelerated as he kept it up.

"Fuck me," she cried passionately, "give it to me, Mark baby, give me all that cock."

Vigorously her vagina muscles worked around the sliding penis.

"Keep it up," he begged. "That's beautiful. Come on, baby, keep it going."

Faster and faster the fucking continued, and as her hot hands played with his asscheeks he got more turned on. When she finally slid her finger up his asshole, he could hardly stand it.

"Fuck me," he cried, "fuck. Oh, ah, yes baby, yes baby, I haven't had it like this in ages."

She brushed her breasts over his chest, and he got more and more excited.

"Oh sweetheart," he said, "I've been missing this juicy fucking."

His penis was well lubricated in her juices as she became more and more excited. Her legs began wrapping around him, and he loved the feeling of her hands grasping his ass.

"Fuck it," he cried passionately. "Fuck, fuck baby, fuck!"

She loved seeing him stimulated like this. His jaw hung slack and his mouth had a happy look.

"Kiss me," she cried passionately.

He pressed his mouth over hers, and then his tongue found hers. They Frenched like this while they fucked away.

"Keep it going," he begged. "That's what I want, keep fucking me. Faster, baby, faster. That's the way I like it. Give it to me."

The intense delight that they were enjoying now, increased with every cock stab. They went on like this like a couple of fucking animals. Her legs squeezed tightly on him now, as he thrust faster.

"That's it, darling," she told him, "all the way in there. Oh, ah, yes baby, yes baby!"

Her heart was pounding rapidly as "she realized what a fantastic fuck Mark was.

And Mark loved the feel of, being wanted. He liked the idea of her vigorously working her vagina muscles around his sliding shaft. He loved her hot hands on his back, clawing at his asscheeks as he continued pounding it into her.

"Oh baby," he said, "I haven't fucked anybody like this since I was a teenager."

"We needed each other, Mark," she said, "it's a shame that you and I can't make it. Then, my impotent old husband could give his fucks to whoever he wanted to.

Because they're not worth a tinker's damn."

"Forget him," he said, "focus on, me."

She smiled up at him and then she began kissing the side of his face. He loved that and be grabbed her head and kissed her passionately. His tongue pumped into her as his penis ploughed into her pussy.

"Fuck it, baby," he told 'her, "fuck. Keep doing it, baby, keep fucking. Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's the way I like it. Fuck it baby, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Suddenly she juiced, and this triggered his cuming.

As he slid in her slippery juices, his penis exploded.

"Oh, I'm cuming," be cried, I'm cuming!"

As the juices flooded her pussy, she grasped him tightly.

"Kiss me," she begged. "Kiss me."

Their passionate kissing ended when young Jerry Conroy burst into the room.

"Hey, what's going on here?' he asked. "What's happening?"

His father was so embarrassed, he pulled out of her quickly. And then she was left alone.

"Well, well," Jerry laughed, "I guess Dad had a pretty good idea."

She looked at him and smiled.

"Want a little action, Jerry?" she said. "How'd you like a quickie blow job?"

"0h I'd like that fine," he said. "I'll just brush my ass over your breasts and sock it to you."

It didn't take Jerry long to get out of clothes, then he straddled her lowering his smoothly over her breasts.

"Come on, baby," she begged him, "and fuck."

She loved the feel of his naked body and the aroma of his loins. She thrilled to the touch of his giant sized shaft. Opening her mouth, she eased it in slowly. All the time Jerry was slowly going up and down on her bosoms with his buttocks.

"Oh keep it up," he told her, "keep it up."

The pleasure was intense now as her lips fastened on the penis shaft.

"Eat me," he panted, "eat me."

The pleasure was enormous now, as she realized that the son was longer and harder than the father.

"Eat my meat," he begged, "that's what I want you to do. Gobble it!"

Opening her eyes, she watched the saliva-slickened shaft slipping in and out.

"Oh baby," he panted, "I love to bounce my balls oh your chin."

The hard cock slid in farther now, and he was driving it down her throat, savagely. Grabbing her head, he held her in place.

"Eat me," he panted, "get that sperm load. Go after the juice, now, baby, now!"

Pulling his cock from her throat, he let it lodge in her mouth, and then his juice exploded.

"Oh baby," he gasped excitedly, "I'm cuming. Grab it!"

When he said grab it, her lips fastened tighter on the head of the shaft and, she gobbled his cream. At the same time, she gripped his asscheeks, massaging them wildly, as she let her hands slip all over him.

"Massage my balls too" he said. "Maybe you'll get some more juice out of them."

Reaching around to play with his testicles, she massaged them roughly. Sure enough, that excited him. More juice was erupting out of the head of his shaft.

"Oh, that's it," he cried passionately. "Eat it. Gobble it. Oh baby, get it!"

As the hot juice surged into her mouth, she was thrilled.

"That's what I call a double shot," he told her.

She learned once more that sex with a younger man could be fantastic, and she was delighted that she had managed to get Jerry Conroy. She was glad that they had all had a few drinks except Jerry. He was cold sober and still enthusiastic about it all.

When she had finished gobbling his stuff, he slowly eased himself out of her.

He looked at her and chuckled.

"The first time I've ever known Dad to bring a whore home," he said.

She got off the bed quickly.

"I'm no whore," she said. "We were having a little swap meet."

"You mean mom is having sex with somebody else?" he asked her.

"Yes," she said, a smile forming on her face. "Your mother is screwing my husband."

"And you mean you don't object?" he asked her.

"Why should, I?" she said. "It was a fair exchange. Just think, I not only got your father, but I got you in the bargain."

"Oh," he said, "and my mom and dad have been objecting to me balling chicks at school. That's a riot. You see, they're all a bunch of hypocrites."

"I know," she said. "Why don't you call me up? I'll tell you what. I'll give you my number. There isn't a reason in the world why we can't make it again."

"Not a bad idea," he said. "But don't mention it to my folks. Even though they obviously have their fun swinging sexually, they don't want me to get in on the action"

"Of course not," she said. "Older people are always like that. They don't want the younger people to do the very things that they have done."

"I know," he said. "Now you just give me your phone number and we'll get together."

She hastily scrawled out her phone number and then she warned him, "Better get dressed. We don't want to cause any more commotion. I'm sure your father knows what happened but your mother would have ten fits."

"I know," he said, as he slipped into his shorts.

Glancing down at her pussy, be said, "It will be fun to get together and teach you what I can do with my tongue."

"Are you a tongue man?" she winked.

"You bet I am," he said. "What do you think they teach us in high school these days?"

"Well, I was hoping they were giving you pussy lessons," she said. "That's so much more practical than a lot of other things they teach."

"That's the truth," he chuckled.

"I wish more women were like you," he told her. "You're so frank and honest."

"Why, thank you, love," she said, "I always try to level even when I'm not on the level."

"I, read you," he smiled.

She slipped into her clothes and hurried out of the bedroom. She met his father in the hallway and he begged her not to tell what bad happened.

"Don't worry," she assured him. "Your wife would kill, me. And I've got a lot of mileage yet, baby."

"Of course you mean sex mileage," he chuckled.

"Yes," she said. "That's right."

When she got back to her husband he looked at her with anger flaring in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Vince?" Trudy asked.

"Nothing,' he said suspiciously.

"Well don't be that way," she said. "I've just had a good time with Clair's marvelous husband."

"She's quite a lover," Mark complimented her.

"You see, there's a testimonial to my sexual ability,", she smiled.

"My son went up those stairs a little while ago." Clair said nervously.

"Why, I didn't notice him," she said quickly.

"I hope he didn't hear what was going on in that, bedroom," Clair said quickly.

"You don't have to worry about him at all," she said. "He probably went into another bedroom and was reading a book or something."

"Well, there was plenty of noise, coming from up here," Clair said angrily.

"Sorry," she said. "When you're passionately in love, you do hear a few noises now and then."

"You're kidding, of course, aren't you?" Clair said to her.

"Of course," she replied with a small laugh.