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CHAPTER TWO

Judy and Tom hardly spoke to each other the next morning as he left for his trip to Florida. They were still angry at each other. But as the day wore on, Judy began to think she'd made a bad mistake, that she really should have gone with her husband. Now she'd be alone for a whole week, missing him, wondering if he'd forgive her.

By evening the feeling was unbearable, and Judy decided to go out for awhile just to get her attention on something else. She went to the neighborhood cocktail lounge that she and Tom usually patronized, Tony's. She felt a little odd about going in there alone, but she was prepared to deal with any man who tried to make a pass at her.

There was no problem, because at that early hour of the evening, there was nobody in the place except the owner and bartender, Tony De Franco, a handsome dark-haired man who was built like a bull. Judy had always liked Tony, and she flashed him a big smile as she sat down at the bar.

"Hey, Judy," Tony said, returning her smile, "where's Tom?"

"On a sales trip," Judy sighed. "I'm afraid we had a little fight, Tony, and I'm here to drown my sorrows." She tried to make it sound like a joke, but it must have come out serious, because Tony hastened away from the TV set to look more closely at her. He seemed very much concerned, reaching out to pat her hand.

"Hey, kid, that's really too bad," he said. "You guys are a great couple. But don't worry. I'll bet Tom will be more than ready to make up when he gets home."

"I hope so," Judy said.

"What can I bring you?" Tony asked.

Judy decided to have whatever would relax her fastest. "A martini," she said.

Five martinis later, the bar was full of noisy patrons, but Judy hardly noticed them. She was lost in thought. Nobody had bothered her, thanks to Tony, who steered away all the leering drunks making in her direction. Occasionally Judy looked up and watched Tony, admiring his broad shoulders and the soft cat-like way he moved in spite of being such a big man. She wondered what he'd be like in bed.

Stop that! she told herself. She felt mere than a little attraction to Tony, but she was never going to cheat on Tom, and she had no business ogling the handsome bartender like a dirty old woman. Nevertheless she found it hard to take her eyes off Tony. She also found it difficult not to think about being in bed with him, his cock hard, moving into her. Perhaps unlike Tom he'd bring her off as many times as she wanted.

She couldn't stop thinking about it, wondering what kind of lover he'd be – so it was obviously time to go home. Go home and masturbate, that was the answer, get rid of her dangerous lust. No more bar-hopping, either. Booze just brought out the feelings of horny longing that she was trying to suppress. Judy climbed off the bar stool and started to take a step, only to find that she was very drunk.

"Oops," she gasped, stumbling.

Tony happened to be passing by, and he almost spilled a tray of beer as he lurched to catch her. One big hand got her by the arm, and Tony steadied her, keeping her from falling. Judy blushed beet red. She felt like an idiot, getting drunk, not even able to walk to the door. She sat down on the bar stool again and waited for the room to stop spinning.

"Thank you, Tony," she said.

"It's okay," he said, "but don't try to go anywhere till I can help you, Judy. We'll be closing in just a few minutes, and then I'll walk you home."

Judy didn't like putting him out, but she knew she wouldn't make it back to her apartment without assistance, so she sat and waited while Tony cleaned up the bar and turned out the lights. Clinging to his huge strong arm, she managed to make it to her apartment. He walked her right to her door.

"Tony, how can I ever thank you?" she said. "I feel like such a fool."

"Hey, everybody's entitled to tie one on now and then," he laughed pleasantly. "As for how you can thank me, how about asking me in for a drink?"

"Of course," Judy said.

She finally managed to get her key in the door, and she let Tony into the small but attractively furnished apartment. She started for the kitchenette to make drinks, but again she stumbled, and Tony caught her. She fell against him, her breasts flattening against his big hard chest. When she felt the warmth of his body and his good masculine scents, she experienced a wave of lust so powerful that she almost moaned.

"God, I'm clumsy," she laughed nervously, wriggling out of his embrace.

"You just had a few too many martinis," Tony laughed. "Sit down, and I'll make the drinks."

Judy sat on the couch, and in no time at all Tony was beside her, pressing a drink into her hand. She took a swallow, and he got settled next to her. He seemed to be very close. In fact their thighs were touching. It made Judy more excited thaw she wanted to be. My God, she had to remember that she was a married woman and loved her husband!

"So Tom's gone for awhile?" Tony said softly as he slipped one big brawny arm around her shoulder.

"Y-yes, to Florida, for a week," Judy stammered.

She tried to lean forward to escape his arm, but he simply curled his powerful fingers around her and held her in place. Judy gave up the struggle and leaned back against him. Hell, there was nothing to worry about. Tony was an old acquaintance, and he was just being friendly.

"So what are you gonna do with yourself for a whole week?" he said.

"I don't know," Judy answered. "The usual, I guess. Cook and shop and clean, watch TV, do a little reading."

"Sounds pretty dull," said Tony. "I could think of a lot more exciting things for you to do."

"Like what?" Judy said.

"Oh, like this," said Tony.

He leaned down and kissed her. Her reaction time was way down from all those martinis, and she didn't even move her face aside. She felt Tony's firm warm lips pressing aggressively, then his slick hot tongue creeping into her mouth. She knew she should put a stop to it right away – but she was overcome with such horny, dizzy longing that she felt paralyzed. She gave a little gurgling sound, half lust and half fright.

Tony's tongue seemed to be halfway down her throat. She tried to push away, but there was no fighting that big brute of a man. He held her and kissed her for as long as he wanted to, and her feeble efforts got her nowhere. But she had to fight it, because she was in real danger. She wanted this man. Her heart was knocking, and her pussy was growing hot and swollen and wet with juice. Oh, God, how she wanted him!

But she loved Tom. How was it possible to love Tom so much and yet have the hots for Tony? She didn't understand. She only knew that if she didn't get away from Tony, she was going to do something she'd regret the rest of her life. She was practically lost already. The crotch of her panties was soaked with her horny cunt cream, and she ached to surrender, to feel his cock inside her.

At last Tony paused for breath, and Judy jerked her flaming face away from his.

"Tony," she gasped, "I'm shocked. I thought you were Tom's friend."

"I am," he grinned. "I'm looking out for his interests, baby. I'm teaching you a lesson. I'm teaching you what happens to foxy little chicks who go out drinking alone."

This was a Tony she'd never seen before. He was actually leering at her – big gentle Tony who'd always been so polite and soft-spoken at the bar. It was like she'd created a monster. Horrified, Judy started backing away from him on the couch. He grinned and moved right along with her, his eyes focused hungrily on the big firm rounds of her tits.

She wished now that she hadn't worn such a provocative outfit. She had on tight pink stretch pants and a matching jersey that clung, outlining every curve of her body. As she'd gotten aroused by Tony, her nipples had gone stiff and pointed, and they were apparent now even through her bra.

Tony was ogling her luscious figure like a starving man at a banquet.

"Tony, please," Judy said weakly, "I love my husband. I never want to be unfaithful to him."

"Then why did you go out alone?" Tony said. "You were asking for this, Judy. I saw you looking at me all evening. I know when a woman wants me. What's wrong, you and Tom not making it enough?"

Judy blushed furiously. Tony had hit her problem perfectly, but she wasn't going to admit it. That would just be inviting more trouble. She kept backing up till the arm of the couch stopped her. Tony moved in till their knees touched and she could feel the radiating heat of his big muscular body. He was licking his lips.

"There's nothing wrong with Tom and me," she said defiantly. "I just missed him and wanted to get out of the apartment for awhile. Damnit, that doesn't mean I was looking for someone else. Please, Tony, I think you ought to leave."

He laughed as he reached far her. The next thing she knew, he'd dragged her down on the couch, onto her back, and he was half lying on her, kissing her, licking her, and panting. His strength was incredible, and there was no way she could move his massive weight off her. She was in real trouble now. She burst into tears and started pummeling his huge shoulders with her little fists – to no avail, of course.

"Oh, Tony, no, no," she sobbed. "I don't want to hurt Tom."

"What he don't know won't hurt him," Tony panted. "I've had the hats for you a long long time, Judy. I've been dying to get into your pants. Why don't you just relax, honey and let me make you feel good?"

Oh, God, she was tempted. She wanted him desperately, and she had years of frustration to make up for. There'd been times during her marriage when she would have done anything for a decent fuck. But the image of Tom kept popping up in her mind. Her marriage was already in trouble. If she balled Tony, she'd probably destroy it beyond repair.

"No, Tony, I can't," she wept. "Please, get off me. You're not going to rape me, are you?"

He snorted with contempt. "I never raped anybody in my life," he said. "I never had to. And. I won't have to rape you, either, doll. I'm gonna make you BEG for it."

He pushed her tight jersey up over her bra, and then he reached under her and found her bra catch. Judy gasped and struggled, but his huge weight pinned her in place. Impatiently Tony literally ripped her bra in half, then pushed it up out of the way. Her gorgeous big round tits were just inches from his flushed and sweaty face, the light brown nipples standing up erect and saucy. Judy blushed hotly.

"Christ, you got beautiful boobs," Tony sighed. "It ain't fair for one guy to monopolize these knockers, baby. They oughta be a national monument."

Judy was so mortified, she couldn't even reply. No man but Tom had ever seen her naked breasts before now, and no man but Tom had ever fucked her. She felt shy as a schoolgirl as Tony stared at her tits. Then he was lowering his face, and she felt his hot slick tongue tickling over the tender pale surface of her jugs, rimming the sensitive nipples. In spite of herself she felt hot excitement.

"Tony, noooo," she whined, "for God's sake, think what you're doing. I'm a married woman."

"So what?" he laughed. "Come off it, Judy. I know you want me to make love to you. I could tell by the way you were acting at the bar. Just relax and enjoy it, for Chrissake."

Had it been that obvious? Had every man in the bar been able to tell how lonely and horny she was? Judy moaned with humiliation. Tony chuckled and started licking her tits again. His slippery tongue sailed around and around the reddish-brown buds of her nipples. Tom had never done that to her, never used his tongue on her tits. It felt wonderful.

"Ohhhh, God, noooo," Judy moaned, knowing how close she was to surrender.

Far from stopping, Tony clamped his smooth lips around one rigid nipple and started to suck it. The surprise and pleasure made Judy gasp, and she involuntarily arched her body up against his. She felt the hard long line of his cock right through his pants. Oh, God, he had a hard-on for her, and she knew he didn't intend to leave till he'd done something about it.

"Tony, stop, stop," she sobbed.

He just went on sucking her nipple noisily, sending maddening ripples of pleasure through her body. This was the kind of naughty, delicious foreplay she'd always wanted, but she hadn't expected to get it from another man. If only Tom had done this to her, she'd never have gone out alone to Tony's bar. Things hadn't turned out right at all.

"You dig that," Tony chuckled, "I can tell. I can feel it in your nipple. Now I'll do the other one."

Before she could protest, he left the spit-soaked rigidly erect nipple and moved to the other, sucking it swiftly into his mouth, bathing it with his blazing-hot saliva, tickling it with his tongue. Judy felt a powerful helpless spurt of juice from her long-deprived cunt. Oh, God, she had to do something before she completely lost control of herself.

"Tony," she gasped, "If you don't let me go right now, I'm going to have to tell Tom what you did."

"No, you won't," Tony laughed. "He'll ask you how you ever got into such a fix, and you'll have to tell him you went out alone. He ain't gonna like that. No, baby, you're not gonna tell ol' Tony anything?"

Damn him, he was right. Tom would be horrified to know she'd gone out drinking by herself. He'd say that she asked for whatever she got. He'd probably leave her. So what was she going to do? Tony's big hard body was pressing down on her, harder all the time, and his erect dick was rubbing her tender mons. He was sucking her responsive nipples into stiff points, making the big creamy globes swell up tight and hot. She was almost beyond the point of no return.

"Tony," she wept, "I'll never forgive myself if I cheat on Tom. I couldn't live with that."

"Bullshit," Tony laughed.

He suddenly ripped her pink stretch pants right down the front. It was nothing for a man, of his strength. Judy gasped with shock as she felt him pulling her tight pants right off. He tossed the ruined garment onto the floor. Now she was wearing nothing but a tiny pair of pink bikini panties.

"You promised!" she wailed. "You said you wouldn't rape me."

"I ain't gonna," Tony said. "I'm gonna persuade you, baby, not rape you."

"Like hell," Judy spat. "By tearing my clothes off, you ape?"

"No," Tony replied softly, "by doing this."

He slid one big hand down inside her panties and cupped the dainty fur patch of her mons. He pressed ever so lightly, and Judy felt a burst of lusty excitement that made her blush scarlet. Her whole muff was in his big hand, and he was squeezing and releasing, stimulating her mons. It felt terrific. With horror, she realized that she was starting to cream rivers of hot juice. She'd be so embarrassed if he noticed.

"You got a small snatch," he said appreciatively. "I like that. I don't like to struggle through some damn jungle to find what I want."

"Thanks loads," Judy said coldly. "Now will you please take your hand out of my pants? You're not persuading me to do anything."

"Oh, I will," Tony chuckled, "I will. For instance, here's something you're really gonna dig."

He eased a big sausage-like finger between the furry lips of her mons and touched the hot little button of her clit. The moment he touched it, Judy knew she was in the worst danger yet. Her one experience with masturbation had taught her how exquisitely sensitive her clit was. If Tom had ever played with her there, she'd have had no complaints about theft sex life. But instead it was Tony who was touching her there for the first time.

"Noooo," she wailed, "no, no, not that!"

Tony chuckled. He began to stroke her clit with the tip of his finger. It was a very delicate movement, very light, and yet it gave her instant wild pleasure. Her whole belly seemed to melt with it. Her cunt spewed out a flood of hot juice, and she couldn't hold back her shrill cries of delight. She was only human, damnit, and having her clit stroked was the greatest thing she'd ever felt in her life.

"Ahhhhhh," Judy squealed. "Ahhhh, no, no, Tony, please, don't do that! Oh, my God,ohhhhh!"

Tony just chuckled and went on playing with her clit. He seized the slippery little lump between his thumb and forefinger and started kneading it. Judy screeched with pleasure and practically rose off the couch. More steamy rivers of juice gushed from her cunt, soaking her panties. If he didn't stop doing that to her, she was lost for sure.

"Let's see what kind of box you've got," Tony murmured.

He stopped the almost unbearably good movements on her clit and slid his hand down lower into her hot steamy crotch. Judy just lay there gasping for breath, too overcome to move or speak. She felt him easing one big stiff finger between her swollen cunt lips and then into her cunt itself. She moaned hoarsely as his finger slowly crept into her, exploring the seething wet interior of her twat. If only she could have his cock like that.

"Tight," he said excitedly, "real tight – and hot as hell. Jesus, you're almost as tight as a virgin, Judy. Don't ol' Tom ever ball you?"

"That's none of your damned business." Judy said angrily. "I want you to get out of here, Tony, get out right now."

He just laughed.

"I ain't going nowhere till I get me some of this sweet pussy," he said.

He began to thrust his finger stiffly in and out of her wet hot cunt, like a miniature cock, and Judy bit her lip to quell her cries of pleasure. Damn him, damn him, he was getting her so frantically aroused, she could hardly stand it. Yet she still thought of Tom and her marriage, and she knew she couldn't stand the guilt of adultery.

"Oh, please, Tony, let me go," she sobbed. "You can have other girls."

"I want you," he said, "and I know you want me, Judy. You want me real bad. Shit, you're creaming right into my hand."

To her mortification, she was. She could feel it now, her steady hot cunt cream pouring out into Tony's palm. She blushed deeply and closed her eyes, unable to meet his leering, knowing gaze. He pumped his finger in her twat a moment longer, then withdrew it. She heard a zipper opening, and in alarm she looked at him again.

"Here's what you want, doll," he said, displaying his naked erect cock.

Judy gawked. The man was hung like a horse. She hadn't known cocks could be that big. Tony sported nine inches of incredibly thick meat, a great pale blue-veined giant of a cock that ended in a huge purple head that looked as big as a doorknob to Judy. Looking at that fantastic prick, she almost fainted with longing.

Tony seemed to be able to read her mind. He chuckled and said, "Yeah, it's a big one, ain't it? Just the kind you been dreaming about. Well, be patient, baby, 'cause you're gonna get it in just a second."

He reached down and ripped her panties off. His pants were already down to his knees. He let himself down on her, his huge hard erection poking eagerly against her steamy pussy. Judy screamed and tried to close her legs, but it was too late. He used his powerful legs to open her thighs effortlessly. She felt the enormous rock-hard head of his prick butting the mouth of her cunt.

"No," Judy screamed, "Tony, please, no!" He clapped a hand over her mouth, and then she felt her small cunt being slowly invaded by the enormous length and thickness of his cock. He pushed and grunted, stretching her small box almost to bursting. She pushed at his shoulders, but it was no use. He was all the way into her, impaling her on his great sausage of a prick – and she was lost.

"Ummmmmm," she mumbled under his hand.

It felt plainly and simply terrific, and when he started moving in her, she knew it was the kind of fucking she'd been longing for all these years. She gave herself up to the deep hard strokes, creaming furiously all around his slamming dick. She threw her legs around his waist and moaned. Tony took his hand off her mouth.

"No more bullshit now?" he panted. "You dig it, don't you, Judy? You like me to ball you?"

"Yes," she whined, "Oh, God, yes! I love it, Tony!"

He fucked her harder, faster. "You love my cock?" he hissed.

"I love your cock," Judy babbled.

His huge dick was raping her tiny hot box, plunging in and out savagely, but she was going crazy with pleasure. She tightened her legs around his waist, digging his meat even deeper into her hungry cunt, and she clawed his big shoulders. Her voice got hoarse because she couldn't stifle her delighted cries.

"Tell me, tell me," he gasped, "tell me how you love it, baby. I wanta hear it."

"Ohhhhhh, God," Judy shrieked, "fuck me, fuck me, Tony, don't ever stop. I love it. Ohhhhhhhh!"

It went on and on, just like in her wildest fantasies, and she came again and again. She could hardly believe she wasn't dreaming. This was the way she'd always wanted to be fucked, the way she wanted Tom to make love to her. She was sorry about Tom, but all she could think of just then was Tony's super prick banging her into crazy dizzying joy.