"Lonely wife" - читать интересную книгу автора (LeChance Adrian Noel)

CHAPTER EIGHT
A STRANGE BODY IN BED

When the students had finished their beers and dressed and prepared to leave, they each asked for permission to come back, in a group or one at a time to visit Randi. She was especially pleased to have them express their desire for her. The loneliness and depression that she'd felt with the departure of her husband was gone. The use that she'd made of her cunt in the last hours was something that she'd only longed for in the past; she had practically given up on finding anyone who would make her happy as the students had done – and as Alex had done before them. Alex! Oh shit!

With the realization that Alex would soon be home from work Randi bolted from the chair where she still sat and ran to the bathroom. She showered quickly and washed her hair. She dried and oiled her skin and blow dried her hair in record time. She rushed into the kitchen and stashed the dirty dishes in the dishwasher; then she hurried into the bedroom. She straightened the sheets on the bed and when all was in readiness she dressed for Alex's arrival with nothing but a couple of dabs of perfume.

In naked splendor, Randi was ready for her more mature lover. She dashed out a note to pin on the front door for Alex.

I'm in the bedroom. I'm expecting you. Please come in, was all the note said.

Randi worked a long pin through the mesh of the screen and with the note in place she went into the bedroom again and lay down. She wanted to be ready for her sexy neighbor when he got home.

What Randi had no way of knowing was that Alex was going to be late getting off work. Since they'd only recently met, he did not yet have a phone number to call her, so she was not going to have the encounter she anticipated.

Randi lay quietly on the bed for quite a while. Her thoughts ranged over all the sex positions she'd enjoyed over the past days with her newly found lovers.

As she thought about the sexual thrills she'd had, she slipped into a light slumber. Finally, she was fast asleep.

In the meantime, a magazine salesman was working his way down the side of the street that Randi's house was on. He'd called on several housewives during the day, he'd found them in various stages of dress and undress. He was getting hornier and hornier. With each new door, he was seeing a new and different kind of woman. Some were beasts but most of them were sexy enough that he would gladly have accepted an invitation into any of their homes. He was walking the street with a half-hard on; he wanted to find some place where he could get off by himself if he couldn't find a woman to accommodate him.

He looked down the street and saw that he had two houses left on the block and he told himself that he would call on the two and then call it a day.

"Shit," he thought, "I can go back to the hotel and diddle myself. A handjob is better than nothing."

The next house brought him nothing. There was no one home. He walked across the lawns and stepped on Randi's porch. He stopped short when he found the note. He read it. Then once more he read it. The thought that registered with him was that a lady was home, alone, and waiting in the bedroom for someone. But why the note?

He didn't want the lady to be frightened because that was not what he had in mind. He simply needed to get down, get it up and get it off and he wanted a lady to do it with.

The salesman stood there for long moments and considered the silent message. At last he decided that he would go in. He could always say he assumed the note was left for anyone who happened along.

He opened the door and allowed it to close with a thump so that his presence would not scare the woman who was at home. He heard no sound in response. Then he walked through the house expecting his footsteps to be heard and still there was no sound from whomever had written the note.

When he came to Randi's room he stopped short and stared. There, in the pale light from the bedside lamp, lay a naked lady. She smelled like a lady, that was for sure. Her perfume filled the air with delightful fragrance. But the sight of her, spread out, naked and asleep on the bed was too much for the horny man.

He set his briefcase down and quietly stripped off his clothing. Once he too was naked he walked, silently now, into the bedroom. He stopped next to the bed and stared down at the beauty, fast asleep. His cock was raging hard and standing straight out from his body.

Unlike the young studs that Randi had had in the recent sex sessions, this man was in his forties. He was tall but well-built, his torso thick and muscular.

His physique was that of a good looking, older man. Naked, he presented a lot of skin because he was a big man. His chest, stomach, crotch, legs and arms were covered with thick hair. The fur around his crotch was dark and thick too.

He leaned over and turned off the lamp. The switch made a snapping sound and it was enough to rouse Randi from her sleep.

She stretched and yawned and then remembered that she'd left the lamp on. "Oh, baby, is that you?" she asked in a sleepy voice.

The stranger only made a sound to confirm what she asked, "Um, hmm."

"Gosh, I'm glad you're hear. I've been so horny all day. Hurry up and get in bed. I need that big cock of yours. Real bad." Randi had given away her secret to the stranger.

He sat on the side of the bed and touched Randi only with his fingertips and lips. He kissed her tenderly on each of her tits and roved back and forth with his tongue. His hand was wandering downward to find a resting place in the warmth between her legs.

Randi was excited by the tender kissing and caressing she was the recipient of. She sighed and spread her legs to allow the hand that was down there to enter her. She laid her arms out at her sides and felt that she was ready for the sex that she believed would be coming from Alex.

The stranger wondered how long it would take before this hot looking woman realized that she was with someone other than her expected sex partner.

Randi allowed the lips and fingers to arouse her to a heated pitch before she spoke. "Oh that feels so good. I want you inside of me. Get around here and fuck me honey," she whispered.

The book salesman complied at once. He stood and then positioned himself over Randi. He placed his hands on the bed at her sides and his knees between her legs. When he was in place she raised her legs to give him a clear shot at her already drooling cunt.

The stranger lowered his cock to her at once and he brought himself into a kneeling position rather than the on-all-fours as he had begun. He placed his hands under Randi's ass and lifted her. When he felt the wetness of her pussy against the underside of his big cock he pushed forward.

Randi was shot through with the wonderful feeling of being full of hard cock.

She could still only whisper, "Oh that's good. So good. Do it to me baby. Push it all the way in and fuck me good."

With the invitation spoken aloud, he did as she asked and plunged his cock into her, clear to the base. His big balls slapped against her ass; he lowered his torso then to embrace Randi.

It was still not evident to Randi that she was getting a great fuck from someone she did not know.

When a couple of minutes had passed the realization came to her that the body she was holding close was too big to be Alex. The thick hair on his chest and back registered; she thought for a moment that her husband had come home.

Randi didn't speak, though. She was too far gone with the big cock inside of her to try to start conversation. She gave herself freely to the man who was on top of her. She clamped her legs around him harder and held him closer with her arms.

Thoughts were crashing around in her head. She knew somehow that the man who was making love to her was not her husband, it wasn't Alex, and it was neither Dave or Clay. Whoever it was, he was one terrific fuck partner!

The stranger rode Randi long and hard. He shoved his cock deep and when it was as far in as he could get it, he ground his hips in circles that created a stirring sensation deep within her. He remained silent through the entire fucking except for his heavy breathing. And Randi thrust upward to meet each of his pushes. Together they collided at their sex spots over and over again until they both reached a climax at the same time. Both groaned in the luxury of fulfillment.

The stranger leaned his head forward and planted a passionate and silencing kiss on Randi's already open mouth. She was consumed by the man, his kiss was long and it lasted throughout their combined orgasms.

When the head of his cock had become too sensitive to continue fucking; he finally stopped. Randi also slowed and then discontinued her upward thrusts. The kiss lingered for a few more seconds and then they pulled apart.

In the way that people sometimes just know something, Randi had known that whoever it was who had mounted her in the darkness of her bedroom and fucked her so lovingly and completely, was well hung; but not until he began to withdraw did she comprehend fully just how big this man's cock was.

It seemed that it took a long time to get the cock disengaged from her still quivering cunt.

The final plop sound and the rushing sensation told her that he was out. The stranger still held her close and breathed deeply to expel his hot breath against her neck a couple of times before he spoke.

"Could I interest you in a subscription, ma am?" he asked softly.

Momentarily Randi was startled. The realization was becoming very clear. She did not know this man!

Randi placed her hands against the man's chest and pushed him upward. She reached for the lamp at the bedside and when she switched the light full on she saw that it was a man she'd never seen before! Fear took hold of her; she almost screamed but his smile and kind words put her at ease.

"Lady don't be sore at me. I saw your note on the door and I came on in, just like the note said. Then I saw you laying here, naked and sleeping, I just got so hot I couldn't leave," he explained.

The salesman's facial expression was not threatening; she still held him close. She had not been had. She had participated; the stranger had fucked her so well and with such affection that she could only be confused. Anger and fear left her.

In spite of the man's attitude, Randi realized that Alex could come along at any moment, she definitely did not want to have him discover her in the sack with someone else.

"My husband will be home soon," she lied.

"I'll go. I'll get out real quick, lady. Don't be mad at me, please. And don't be frightened," he said.

The man got up and dressed quickly. While he moved about the room, Randi watched him closely; she was impressed by what she saw – as much as by what she had felt. He had a big cock: she regretted having to send him away.

"Look, can you leave me a number where I can call you?" she asked.

"Well, yeah. Sure. That is, I don't know the number but I'm at the Airport Inn and I'll be there for three more days. Then I may have to be on the road again," he told her.

"I'll call you. I promise I will call. Maybe I could come out to see you at your room," Randi said.

Soon he was fully clothed again and he left quietly after one last kiss.