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CHAPTER FOUR

Two days later, Norma met Tina and Liz downtown at a pleasant sidewalk cafe. The three long-time friends enjoyed a casual, lengthy lunch, complete with lots of juicy gossip. Throughout the lunch, Norma couldn't quite let herself relax. Her two friends chatted easily, their banter the familiar talk of lifelong companions. But Norma kept seeing Liz and Tina through different eyes for the first time.

She made an effort not to let the other women see her subdued mood, but it was a struggle. Norma realized she knew things about her old friends that they didn't want known.

During the lunch, Norma would glance at Liz and recall the wild images of her fucking and sucking Tina's husband. Now, Liz was sitting beside Tina, casually chatting with her as if they were all back in high school sharing giggly news and gossip.

As for Tina, Norma had to wonder if she realized her Clay, the father of their children, was fucking around on the sly. Norma felt like the spy who knew all the secrets, and the feeling was disturbing. These were her best friends, and she suddenly felt as if she didn't really know them at all.

The long lunch finally broke up when Tina had to dash off to pick up her children at school, Liz lingered for another glass of wine, then she too left, saying she had a beauty shop appointment to keep. Norma couldn't help wondering if Liz was really meeting Jerry. Or, perhaps, she was hurrying off to meet another man.

Finally, Norma was sitting all alone, gazing out at the busy traffic, her mind wandering. Was she depressed because Liz hadn't shared her secret love affair with her? After all, hadn't they always traded secrets? Why had Liz not told her about the affair with Clay Harris? The questions plagued Norma even after she accepted the fact that Liz obviously didn't trust her with such delicate information. Perhaps Liz was afraid Norma would tell Tina about it. Her mind reeled with the questions until a man's voice broke into her thoughts.

"May I join you?" the voice said.

Norma glanced up and saw a smiling, handsome man in his mid-thirties. He was wearing a conservative business suit. The trimmed mustache covering his upper lip matched the sandy-blond hair on his head, and his brown eyes twinkled with alert mischief as he openly appraised her.

"Why not?" Norma said.

"My name's Wayne," he said, puffing out a chair and sitting across the table from her. "Care for another bottle of wine?"

"No thanks. I'm already feeling the two gasses I had with lunch," Norma said. "I'm not used to downtown lunches and bottomless wine bottles. I'm Norma."

He extended his hand and winked at her. "Forgive me, but I don't usually table hop and offer to buy ladies bottles of wine. Of course, I don't usually see such a beautiful lady sitting alone and looking so sad."

Norma smiled. This guy was as smooth as his looks, she thought. And that wasn't so bad. She quickly decided there wouldn't be any harm in sharing some wine with him. He seemed like a pleasant man, and he certainly was handsome.

They chatted until the waitress brought more wine and another glass. Wayne told her he was a businessman from Tampa and had been admiring her from a nearby table.

"You and your friends were having a good time," he said. "I'm afraid I couldn't take my eyes off you."

"That's very flattering, but I'm sure you enjoyed watching my friends as much as anything. They are quite lovely."

"I hardly noticed them," he said. "You were the prettiest woman in the place. I couldn't believe my good luck when your friends left and you stayed. Sort of like destiny, you know?"

"I'm embarrassed," Norma said, sipping her wine.

"What I want to know is, are you about to rush off somewhere and shatter all my hopes of getting to know you better?" he said, moving his chair closer to Norma's.

"Now I'm really embarrassed," Norma said. "Don't be," Wayne said, "Unless, of course, you want to drive me even crazier."

"I don't understand."

"It's simple," he said. "You're the sexiest lady I've ever seen. And when you blush, you're even sexier."

She gazed down at her wine glass and bit her lip. "That's just because you're lonesome, away from home and you probably miss your wife."

"Hey, it sounds like you understand lots of things," he said. "I bet your husband travels in his business. That right?"

Norma nodded. "Yes, and I know what it's like to be alone most of the time."

He toyed with the stem of his wine glass and their fingers accidentally touched. "I'm not kidding about you," he said softly. "I think you're one gorgeous, sexy lady."

"My friends are just as pretty. You'd be saying that to one of them if I had left early."

"Not true," he said, taking her hand and turning it over to gaze at her palm.

She pulled her hand away. "I really must go now," she said.

"Not yet," he said, his voice insistent. "It's late," she said, pushing away from the table. She glanced around the cafe. There was only one other couple occupying a distant table.

Suddenly, Wayne grabbed her hand and held it tightly as she stared at him. "Reconsider," he said. "You won't be sorry."

"Listen, it's been nice, but I really do have to going."

"If you leave, I'll probably throw myself out into the sheet, right in front of a big, speeding truck," he said, his brown eyes dancing and twinkling with amusement. "Do you want that on your soul?"

She leaned back in her chair and giggled. "All right. You win," she said weakly.

He ordered more wine and by the time they finished it, Norma was feeling quite a buzz. This time when Wayne took her hand, he turned it palm up and kissed it.

"I'm really very turned on by you," he whispered.

"I'm glad," she smiled.

"I'm staying at a motel not far from here," he said, nibbling her fingertips with his lips.

"But I'm a married woman," she said as her heart pounded and her pulse raced.

"Congratulations," he chided. "I still think you're perfect."

"I don't know if I should," she breathed. "You're a stranger. I don't really know anything about you."

"If I told you I was a rapist who chopped up his victims, would you believe me?" he said, smiling and winking. "Listen, we've got the right to give each other a little pleasure. No one gets hurt, and we share a little happiness. What's the crime?"

His soft words made sense to her. Besides, wasn't this what she had in mind the day young Bobby Roberts sidetracked her? This was even better than she had expected. Wayne was handsome, charming and apparently very capable of soothing a passionate woman's needs. She found herself thinking he was right.

Everything became a blur after that…

The next thing she knew, they were in a motel room and Wayne was kissing her. His mouth and lips were covering her face and neck and his hands were busy exploring her back and shoulders.

"Please be gentle," she whispered as he held her tightly.

"I wouldn't dream of hurting you, honey," he said. "You're like a beautiful, delicate flower."

The familiar tingling in her pussy and tits began. She'd been turned on at the cafe, but now this man was making her blood boil as lust raged throughout her body.

"Let's get undressed," he murmured in her ear, releasing her from the intimate embrace.

Norma hesitated a moment. She would have preferred it if he had taken the lead and stripped her. That way she wouldn't have had the responsibility for what was sure to follow. She could always reason he had overpowered her and taken her. But when she gazed at him and saw how nice his body was, it didn't matter. She grazed her fingertips over his chest and felt herself tremble.

"You like what you see so far, don't you?" he said.

She smiled. "Sure of yourself, aren't you?" she retorted.

She slipped off her shoes. He placed his shirt neatly on a chair. He smiled at her, then leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. Sparks flew immediately and what began as a light kiss evolved into one of hot passion.

In a moment they were breathing hard and an urgency had engulfed them. Norma's lips parted and they kissed again and again. When they finally broke apart, Wayne gazed at her and licked his lips.

"I bet you do everything as well as you kiss," he said.

Norma's knees felt like jelly. "You inspire me to do my best," she said.

She quickly stripped and when she was stepping out of her panties, she heard the rustling of Wayne's clothes as he undressed.

Then, there was no more hesitation. They turned to each other and embraced. He grabbed her asscheeks in his hands and squeezed them as they French-kissed. Their tongues tangled and they panted with arousal.

"You're driving me wild," he gasped.

"Yes, oh, yes!" she breathed.

He lowered his face to her tits and dragged his lips over her round tit melons. "These look good enough to eat," he whispered as he caressed her tits with his gentle hands.

"Now you're driving me wild," she cooed. She eased her hands down to his crotch and slowly cupped his balls. They felt warm and heavy, and a shudder of excitement thrilled her senses. She threw her hair back with a toss of her head and wet her lips. She couldn't stop wondering how his cock would feel inside her.

Suddenly, he captured the tip of one tit in his mouth and sucked gently. He whipped his tongue over the imprisoned nipple, making Norma pant and moan as a flurry of pleasure sizzled her nerves.

When he lifted his head, he took her hand. Once again he cupped her asscheeks and kissed her as she squeezed her fingers around the thick base of his rigid cockshaft. He groaned and pulled her asscheeks apart and stroked the crevice separating them. Then, without warning, he lifted her into his arms and carded her to the bed. He sat her down gently on the bed and helped her peel back the covers, his eyes feasting on her luscious nudity. Norma took this opportunity to examine his prick. It was rock-hard and stood up from his balls like a strong, young tree. She couldn't take her eyes off his crotch. It amazed and fascinated her that every cock was slightly different.

He chuckled, took her right hand and placed it over his balls. "See how excited you make me?" he said.

"You're so hard and hot," she whispered.

"Suck it, honey," he said, pushing her head down. "Make him feel welcome."

Crawling on her hands and knees, Norma settled within an inch of his prick. With a guttural gasp, she lowered her head and placed a series of moist kisses over his fuckmeat.

She curled her fingers around his fuck shaft and lightly rubbed her lips back and forth over his piss-slit. He tangled his fingers in her hair and sighed with contentment.

"Oh, baby, this is heaven," he said. "Having a beautiful woman suck my cock just makes life worth living."

Norma worked her mouth over his engorged cockhead and sucked gently on the smooth, slick skin. She lathered his fuck-knob with hot saliva and thought how nice it was having a big prick between her lips.

"Keep sucking, baby," he sighed. "Just keep doing what you're doing. It feels great."

She obeyed, wanting to eat his prick as much as he wanted her to. Her moist lips parted and in a moment closed over half of his fuckmeat. He grunted softly as she sucked. She wrapped her tongue around his cockshaft and licked the juice out of his pisser. She washed his balls with her tongue and wet down his bristly cock-bush.

At intervals she returned to his rubbery cockhead and when she had him groaning, she slid the ring of her lips halfway down his cockshaft, making him squirm and moan.

"Now that's cock-sucking, honey," he said. For Norma it was a labor of love. Not that she had any real affection for Wayne. After all, she hardly knew him. But she loved cock and she knew that the wanton craving for a stiff cock was something she would have to live with. She knew now that she loved cock as much as most men loved pussy. Her husband's prick was still special to her, but she had no intention of ever apologizing for craving any cock as a steady diet.

She began to mouth-fuck him, taking more and more of his fuck pole into her throat. He pumped his ass and began thrusting. She almost gagged when his cockhead rammed against the back of her throat. Puffing back slightly, she regained her composure and went back to work.

"Oh, baby, this is the best!" Wayne murmured, stroking her hair and writhing his ass on the bed. "You're fucking turning me inside out! I love the way you suck my cock!"

She met his eyes when she took nearly his entire prick into her throat. He blew her a kiss and she released him, and held only his fuckknob in her hot, wet mouth.

"Suck it, honey!" he rasped. "Suck that cock!"

She sucked in a frenzy. A steady stream of saliva dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Hot waves of pleasure engulfed her and he groaned steadily now.

She knew if she kept it up he would come soon. She wanted to get fucked by this handsome stranger, so quite abruptly she spit his cock out. He growled and tried to force her mouth back down on his prick.

"Suck!" he ordered gruffly.

"No," she snapped. "I've got a pussy, or haven't you noticed? Give me a little action."

Wayne grinned slowly, then snickered. "You're quite a lady, you know that?" he mused. "I admire that about you. You know what you want and you don't take any crap about getting it."

"Maybe, but I just want to be fucked," she said sweetly.

He continued to grin at her. "I guess that's the least I can do for you, pretty lady," he said with a wink. "I really do like your style, baby." He pulled her on top of him as he fell back on the bed. They embraced and, wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed and rubbed together. His cock wedged inside her hot thighs and her tits ground into his chest.

"I bet you like it best on top," he said with a lewd grin.

"Not always, but right now it seems like a good idea," she said.

He laughed as she kissed him all over his chest and throat and shoulders. She paused at his belly and dipped her tongue into his navel. She stretched out and lay on top of his body and he held her face in his hands as they kissed. When she lifted her head, she raised herself to a sitting position and squatted over his crotch.

His prick nestled against her cunt. She raised her ass and guided his cock to the mouth of her pussy. Lowering her ass, she inserted his cock in her succulent cunt inch by inch.

When his prick was fucked all the way inside her, she leaned over and offered him her tits. He gobbled one tit into his mouth and squeezed the other.

"Mmmmmm, you feel great, baby," he said. "You've got a tight little pussy that just chokes the fuck out of my prick. I love that. Your old man must be crazy to spend his time on the road."

Norma felt a momentary stab of guilt at the mention of her husband. He must have sensed this from the change in her expression because he quickly patted her ass and started thrusting his prick up hard into her clutching pussy. The flicker of guilt vanished just as quickly as it had appeared, and now she savored the way he craned his neck and licked all over her tingling tits.

Norma fucked him, moving her ass slowly up and down and directing his fuck shaft over her clit. As the wild sensations in her pussy raged through her, she began riding his cock faster and faster. His balls jumped around and he sucked gluttonously on her tits.

"You fuck as good as you suck," he rasped.

"Oh, God, Wayne, this feels so good!" she purred.

"Enjoy it, sweetheart. There's plenty more to come," he hissed.

"Yes, yes, oh shit yes!" she gurgled. "Give me more. Fuck me, baby. Don't stop fucking my pussy! Give me your cock!"

Her tits flopped around as she bounced around on his prick. He grabbed them in his hands and roared as his balls erupted. He dug his fingers into her soft flesh as his jism gushed into her body and filled her cunt.

She gyrated and contorted on top of him, screaming out her own pleasure as a massive orgasm shook her body. Her greedy pussy gobbled up every drop of his steamy spunk, then she rolled off his body and rested her cheek on his chest. He pushed her head down and she knew immediately what he wanted. She grinned as she took his limp, nectar-glazed prick into her mouth and slowly licked it clean. She opened her jaws as wide as possible and managed to suck his soft prick and drained balls into her mouth. She munched carefully, loving the way Wayne squirmed and complemented her actions.

By the time she released his cock and balls from her hot mouth, his prick had ballooned into a near-rigid state. She licked her lips and flashed him a wanton smile.

Wayne chuckled as he reached for her. "You're ready for round two, aren't you?" he whispered.

She nodded eagerly. "Yes," she sighed. "Lately I seem to stay ready."

She moaned happily as he eased between her thighs and poked his cock into the juicy socket of her pussy. She humped her ass up to meet the thrust of his cock as it fucked into her cunt channel. She closed her eyes and savored the sensations exploding throughout her pussy.

Suddenly, Norma knew the true meaning of an afternoon delight.