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CHAPTER NINE

Tom came home the next day. At first Judy was so glad to see him, she forgot the terrible dilemma she was in. But as Tom hugged and kissed her, she remembered that at any moment Tony might show up with the incriminating photos – and her marriage would be over. What was she going to do?

She'd thought about it all night, and she'd finally come to the conclusion that she'd have to tell Tom everything, tell him herself. That could end their marriage, too, but at least it was better than letting Tony break the news that she'd been a hooker. It almost killed her to have to tell Tom so many things that would hurt him, but thanks to that rat Tony, he'd find out anyway.

"Tom," she said uneasily after their hugging was over, "I have to tell you something."

"A little later, okay, honey?" Tom said with, a grin. "Right now I got something else on my mind. Let's go in the bedroom."

Judy blushed with shame. Obviously Tom had been faithful to her during the week he'd been away, because all he could think of now was sex. HE hadn't played around, hadn't seen any reason to stray. She felt so guilty she could hardly meet his eyes as they walked down the hall to their bedroom. She was going to have to tell her awful story now, before Tony got there.

"Tom, please listen," she said as they sat down on the edge of the bed. "This is very important."

"Ummm-hmmm," Tom murmured, kissing her neck. "Can't it wait a few minutes? I really want you, Judy."

Glancing down at the crotch of his pants, she saw that he wasn't kidding. His aching erection grotesquely tented his fly. She wished she could just forget everything else and make love with Tom – and then she remembered that she'd be doomed to disappointment. Tom was a lousy lover. Maybe the shock she was about to give him would make him change. In any case, she didn't dare put it off any longer.

"Tom," she said grimly, "I've been unfaithful to you. I've been with several other men while you were gone."

He jerked away from her as if he'd been stung. His face went pale and his erection withered. Judy saw a look of disgust and hatred coming aver his handsome face as she slowly and haltingly told him the whole story – about how she'd gone out alone, connected with Tony, and then found herself forced into prostitution. She could hardly keep back the tears as she watched Tom's love turn to revulsion.

"So that's it," she concluded dismally. "I'm not apologizing, Tom. That wouldn't be nearly enough. It just happened, that's all, and I thought you had a right to know."

Tom leaped to his feet and raised his arm as if to strike her. Judy waited feeling she deserved it, but the blow didn't come. Instead he lowered his arm again and gave a deep sigh. The look on his face was icy cold.

"No, I won't hit you," he said wearily. "That would be too easy. I have a better idea, whore. I'm horny, you've learned a whole bunch of new tricks – so why don't you just give me a little demonstration? Treat me just like your other customers."

Judy wished she could sink through the floor.

So this was the ugly ending to her beautiful marriage! Tom stood sullenly before her, not making a move to touch her. She was the hooker, she was in charge. Miserably, Judy stood up, went to him, and started to remove his clothes.

"Part of the service, I assume," Tom said coldly. Judy couldn't reply. She was too close to tears.

She gently helped Tom out of his clothing, once again seeing the tan muscular body she loved, the crisp mat of black hair on his chest, the pure clean pale flesh of his cock, his flat hard belly and trim ass – this body would never be hers again. This would be her last time with Tom.

"Do you want to undress me?" she asked mechanically, just as a call girl might ask her client.

"No thanks," Tom snapped.

"Then go lie down," Judy said, "I'll be right with you."

She switched on the little bedside radio and got some rock music. She began dancing to it as she undressed. Just part of the service, like Tom said. Yet secretly she hopes to arouse just a spark of warmth in those cold blue eyes. He watched her with interest but not, with love. He watched her like an interesting but not very important toy.

Judy slithered out of the sexy pink negligee she'd worn to greet him in. She stood in matching pink bra and panties, tiny lacy things which she'd hoped would excite him. He was excited, all right, but not in the way she wanted. He didn't give a damn about her any more. He only wanted her cunt. She picked up the tempo of the music as she reached around to unhook her bra.

"Very good," Tom said sarcastically. "You sure have learned a few things, Judy. I hope you have a very happy career."

He wasn't even hard. He lay there naked, gorgeous to Judy's eyes, watching her expert striptease, but all he felt was anger and resentment.

Well, she'd do her best to change that. She flung aside her little pink bra and let her big round boobs swing and jiggle with her dancing, the small reddish-brown nipples jerking wildly. Tom's eyes got wider.

Still keeping up the fast tempo of the music, Judy started wriggling out of her tight pink panties. Tom pretended to be lazy and indifferent, but she could see him straining for a better look as she inched the skimpy panties down over the top of her glossy black muff. She proceeded with tantalizing slowness till at last she stepped out of her panties and kicked them aside.

"I never even knew you could dance," Tom gulped.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me," Judy said, smiling grimly.

For instance, even though he was her husband, he'd never bothered to find out how she liked to make love. They always did it his way, whether she liked it or not. Suddenly powerful resentment flared up in Judy's mind. Damn him, he had his faults, too. She wasn't the only guilty party. If he'd treated her right in bed, she would never have gotten mixed up with Tony and the other men.

Wantonly, Judy danced nearer and nearer the bed, her big pale breasts wobbling wildly, her cute little black muff brazenly thrust forward with just the moist red tip of her clit poking out. She saw Tom's eyes settle hungrily on her crotch. She might just be able to use that hunger to teach him a lesson.

She swung close to him and actually brushed his face with her soft furry muff. Tom reddened but didn't draw back. He was definitely interested now. He made a grab for her, but she danced out of the way, she stuck out her saucy little ass in defiance. Tom looked shocked at her lewd performance.

"Uh, that's enough of the dancing," he said, trying to sound like a bored customer. "Why don't we just get it on?"

"Sorry," Judy said calmly, "but you said I was supposed to show you my tricks – and I've hardly started. You're going to get the whole show, so be patient."

His face went tight and angry again. For a moment she'd caught him off guard, made him reveal his need, but he seemed determined not to weaken again. He watched her with cold eyes as she again approached the bed in her wanton tit-wobbling dance. She poked her belly forward, almost into his face, then away again, taunting him.

She could see he was torn between shock and lust. Good old uptight Tom was no doubt shocked out of his mind to see his dear little wife acting like a whore – but he asked for it, damnit and he was going to be a lot more shocked before she was finished with him. So shocked, perhaps, that he'd wake up and started living in the Twentieth Century, get rid of his old-fashioned inhibitions.

Judy crawled onto the bed beside him and gently but firmly drew his muscular legs apart.

Tom was trying to look cool about it, but he blushed deep red all over. Judy grinned mercilessly as she crawled between his legs. He wanted to see a whore in action? Then by God he was going to see the real thing.

"J-Judy," he stammered as she started to dip her head into his crotch, "I don't think that's necessary."

"Oh, yes, it is," Judy said. "It's part of the service you requested, sir. I'm just doing what you asked."

That shut him up. He didn't want to appear weak. He settled back on the pillows, but he looked very very nervous as Judy once more prepared to go down on him. No wonder – in the years they'd been married, he'd never permitted her to do that. He didn't think it was "natural".

Judy almost chuckled with glee as she bent over his crotch and slipped her hand under his soft pale cock. She'd been longing to go down on Tom since the clay she met him, and now he was going to have to let her do it to her heart's content. She knew he was cursing himself for his angry request that she act like a hooker, but that was just too damned bad. She salivated heavily as she lowered her flushed face towards his handsome milky-white prick.

"My God," Tom muttered.

Yes, he was shocked, all right. She heard him gasp as she stuck out her little pink tongue and started to lick his warm flaccid cock-meat. She did her lewd best, running her slick tongue tip swiftly up and down the delicately-salty meat, licking from his crisp brown bush right up to the rosy soft head of his prick. She, could hardly keep from drooling. She'd wanted to taste his cock for years.

When the flaccid meat was glistening with her spit, Judy licked even lower, through his tight-curled bush and onto the hot seething surface of his nut sacs. Tom gasped with surprise and, no doubt, disapproval, then went grimly quiet. He seemed determined to prove that he could be cold and indifferent. Well, let him try to stay cool for her next trick!

"Awwwwww," Tom yelped as Judy popped one of his soft rosy balls into her mouth.

If her mouth hadn't been so full, she would have laughed. She sucked strongly, taking the round ball of flesh all the way inside her mouth, applying a wet vacuum pressure that, made Tom groan with helpless excitement. She sucked his nut, licked it, lashed it with her tongue. She could feel it swelling up hard and throbbing in her mouth. When it was fully distended, she spat it out and sucked in his other red furry nut sac.

"My God, my God," Tom chanted softly.

Of course he'd never had his nuts sucked before. He was a good boy, a highly moral person, a believer in just plain, old-fashioned sex with no fancy additions. In short, she was a fool. Judy intended to prove that to him. Today she was going to show him all the wonderful things he'd been missing because he was a prude. Like having his balls sucked – she was willing to bet he wouldn't want to miss that again.

"Uhhhhhh," Tom groaned, "ahhhhhh."

In spite of himself he couldn't help moaning with pleasure as Judy sucked his flaccid balls into round, taut fullness. When she'd finished that task, she dipped her curly head even lower in his hot crotch and applied the tip of her tongue to the tight wrinkled mouth of his asshole. As she pushed her tongue tip into his searing-hot brownie, Tom seemed to rise right off the bed.

"Awwwwwww!" he wailed. "Judy – no. No, it's – Ohhhhhhh."

He meant to protest, of course. It was inconceivably wicked and "unnatural" of her to stick her tongue up his ass. She knew just what he was thinking. But he couldn't say it, because the breathless pleasure of having his asshole licked was overwhelming – just as Judy had planned.

Chuckling wickedly, she shot her slick tongue far up his red-hot bittersweet bumhole, poking and probing as deep as she could. Tom was panting and whimpering as he took the incredibly delicious inner strokes, felt his sensitive asshole reamed and tickled by her silky wet little tongue. When she finally drew her tongue out of his brownie, he just lay there wide-eyed with disbelief.

Hardly containing her glee at blowing his puritan mind, Judy again picked up his flaccid warm cock and went to work on it. She'd saved the best for last, the thing shed always wanted to do more than anything else. With a hungry excited moan, she took her husband's handsome limp dick and stuffed the whole thing into her wet fiery-hot mouth.

"Judy, my God, NO," Tom gasped. "That's not right, it's not – ohhhhhh, Jesus, ohhhhhh!"

Again his prudish shock was washed away in a powerful flood of pleasure, and he lay back panting and goggle-eyed as he experienced yet another kinky and delicious new aspect of love-making. Judy drew his cock into her mouth all the way to his swollen spit-soaked balls, gurgling greedily as the soft fleshy weight settled on her tongue. It was a dream come true, having Tom's dick in her mouth. She'd meant to go slowly, but she was so excited, she started sucking his meat hard and fast, like a starving woman.

"Judy," he moaned, "I can't believe this is you."

Judy thought, of course you can't, dummy – you never let me have any fun with you before.

But of course she couldn't reply because her mouth was happily stuffed with his silky salty meat. She sucked away ravenously, making lewd wet sucking and slurping noises, while poor mind-blasted Tom lay there gawking and groaning. She could imagine the turmoil in his mind-strong disapproval of oral sex versus the dizzying pleasure of having his cock sucked.

"Judy, stop, for God's sake," he groaned hoarsely.

He sounded like he really meant it – and Judy quickly discovered why. His cock was getting hard. Rather than admit cocksucking could turn him on, he was ready to give up the pleasure of it. Well, not while Judy was in charge. She applied just the edge of her teeth to his ballooning meat, not enough to bite but enough to show him that he'd damn well better not move. Tom got the message, lying still and blushing as his dick grew hard and long and stiff in Judy's eagerly sucking mouth.

She felt the great hard knobby head poking into her throat, but it didn't gag her like it had with Tony. She felt no revulsion. She wanted all of this gorgeous cock she could get. As she sucked strongly and swiftly on the stiff slick meat, she reached out and tickled his swollen furry balls. Again Tom almost rose off the bed in helpless ecstasy.

"Judy, enough," he moaned. "Awwwww."

Judy decided it was enough cock-sucking, too, but for different reasons. She wanted very much for him to come in her mouth – but not today. She had other plans for that fantastic erection, and she wanted to save it. With a wistful sigh she let his stiff throbbing cock slide from her mouth. She stared at it in hungry admiration. It was the handsomest cock she'd ever seen, even after all her adventures with other men. It was the only cock she really wanted.

"My God," Tom panted, "what were you trying to prove? I can we just ball now, for Chrissake?"

"Sorry," Judy said coolly, "but the show's not over yet. You wanted a demonstration, and you're getting one. I wouldn't think of short-changing a client."

Tom looked almost defeated. "Judy, I take it back," he said. "I don't want you to act like a whore. Hell, I'll even forget what you did, this week, let it pass. I just want you back the way you used to be."

It was the hardest decision of Judy's life. She wanted so much just to fall into his arms and not struggle any more, just have their marriage back. But she knew she couldn't do that because she'd go crazy if Tom went on making love to her in the same old dull inhibited way. He was too embarrassed and repressed to try changing, but she wasn't. She either had to get him to change – or leave him.

"No, Tom," she said firmly, "I can't go back to the old ways. Our sex life was boring me to death. That's why I did what I did – I was driven to find somebody who could turn me oh. You've got to become a better lover, darling, or I'll have lovers. Take your choice."

They looked at each other for a long tense moment, and then Tom sighed and said, "All right, Judy. You win. I'll try."

Judy could barely contain her excitement. This was the ultimate test. If he passed, she'd have everything she wanted in life. "All right, Tom," she said, "if you really mean that, go down on me. Give me some head."

Tom blushed hotly and said, "Honey, I don't even know how. You know I never did anything like that before."

"I'll tell you how," Judy said. "Just get started."

Blushing beet red, Tom gently separated Judy's legs and lay down between them, bringing his flushed face right up to her steamy little crotch with its delicate ring of black curls and its rich red flesh. Judy wordlessly opened the furry lips of her mons and displayed the tiny scarlet nub of her clit. Tom got the message. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick her hotly horny little button. Judy fell back with a gasp of delight.

"Oh, yes, darling," she squealed, "yes, that's it. Lick my clit, Tom. That feels wonderful."

Encouraged by her obvious enjoyment, Tom licked faster and more industriously on her tender red button. In a few moments Judy could tell he was actually getting off on it. Dizzied and blinded with the pleasure of having her clit licked, she found it hard to pay attention to his reactions, but she felt eagerness in the way he began to press his lips against her throbbing moist clit, kissing and sucking it.

"My God, Tom," she moaned, "that's GREAT."

She wasn't lying. Her puritanical uptight husband turned out to have a natural talent for pussy eating. As she guided him through the things she liked best, he caught on quickly and even invented kinky little variations of his own. Soon his eager tongue was lapping and tickling all over her wet excited pussy, sucking her dainty pink cunt lips, reaming her flooded little box, poking into the tight-clenched mouth of her ass.

"Tom, you devil," Judy laughed, "you're the best pussy-eater I ever had."

His only reply was a muffled chuckle as he burrowed into her steamy red slit and used his tongue to tease every sensitive creamy spot. Judy lay back in utter bliss, her long legs open lewdly wide, moaning and squealing as Tom licked and sucked her pussy like it had never been sucked before. At last he was the lover she'd dreamed of. There'd be no more frustration in their bed.

There was a little frustration right now, though. As marvelous as his tongue felt, after a few minutes of that delicious teasing and arousal, Judy was ready for stronger stuff. She, ached to feel his big stiff cock inside her demanding creaming twat. For the first time in their marriage Tom had aroused her so powerfully that she was ready to beg for his prick.

"Darling," she sighed, "that's enough. I have to have you now. Please, Tom, fuck me!"

Tom used to get angry when she used bad words like "fuck". Now he just raised his cream-soaked face and grinned wickedly at her. Then to Judy's delight he was crawling onto her, eagerly poking his hot erect cock into the slick seething flesh of her pussy, seeking out her cunt. He hit the mark quickly, and they both moaned with pleasure as he quickly and deeply penetrated her. He started to fuck her in quick hard lunges, just the way she wanted and needed it.

And then the doorbell rang.

"Oh, my God," Judy gasped, remembering. "Tom, that must be Tony. He took pictures of me, awful pictures, and he said he'd show them to you if I didn't go on working for him. He…"

"Never mind, honey," Tom said grimly. "I get the idea."

He crawled off her anti headed for the door, and Judy followed nervously behind him. Tom flung open the door, and sure enough, there was Tony, sneering and holding the envelope full of incriminating photos.

"Hi, asshole," Tom said pleasantly.

His fist shot out so fast, Judy hardly saw it. Certainly Tony didn't see it. It smashed into his face, and he went staggering backward, blood streaming from his nose. Tom snatched the envelope from his hand – and Tony had nothing left to threaten them with. He slunk away, holding his hand to his bleeding nose.

Tom closed the door and walked back to the bedroom, opening the envelope as he went. Judy trotted nervously after him, sure that he'd be furious with her when he saw the pictures. But when they reached the bed, he was grinning.

"Hey, these are a real turn-on," he said, glancing through the photos. "We'll have to have some taken of us."

"I agree," Judy chuckled, "but right now I think we have some unfinished business, lover."

She glanced hungrily at his still erect cock and settled back on the bed with her legs open. Tom grinned, put aside the pictures, and crawled over to her, his stiff swollen cock leaking big bubbles of juice. At the last minute Judy got an impish notion and rolled over onto her hands and knees, sticking her pert round butt into the air.

"Woman, you're shameless," Tom laughed. "You want to do it like dogs?"

"And every other position we can think of," Judy said. "But right now I've got a little surprise for you, lover."

As Tom poked the creamy hard head of his cock into the mouth of her cunt, Judy reached back and gently but firmly moved it till the knob-like cock-head was pressing into her tiny hot asshole. She waited for her husband to gasp in shock, move away, lecture her for her wickedness, tell her that NO WAY was he going to do anything so vile as to fuck her in the ass.

But all she heard was a happy sigh.