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CHAPTER TWO

The loud humming of the lawn mower had awakened Susan earlier than sac had planned.

Looking out of her window she saw Will, the gardener, pushing the mower a few feet from her window. The man had frightened her since the first day she had seen him. She didn't like the hungry look in his eyes when he looked at her. She suspected that he spent more time than necessary working around the guesthouse. She kept her curtains drawn tight for fear of his prying eyes.

Pulling the curtains tighter Susan remembered that she had more pleasant things to think about. She had called Judy at home the night before to say she wouldn't be at the library today. She wanted her day to be free for the delicious plans she had in mind.

Susan looked at the seductive clothing she had chosen to wear today. She picked up the tight torts and studied them for a moment. A smile appeared on her lips as she pictured the expression on Mark's face when he saw her in them. She hoped he would be as interested in her as she was in him.

After slipping the tight shorts up over her hips, she remembered that she had forgotten to put on panties. She decided not to wear any. The less she had to take off when the time came, the better. She decided against a bra, also. She put her blouse on and tied it in a knot at her midriff, exposing the smooth flesh around her waist.

Susan was pleased as she examined herself in the mirror. She looked good, and she knew it. Her long, brown hair added to her seductiveness as it cascaded over her shoulders and framed the lush cleavage of her tits. No one would ever know that she was a librarian.

As she stepped into her clogs she could feel the heat growing in her twat. It wouldn't be long now. She must find him alone. This just had to be her lucky day. She knew his usual routine. If things went well for her he would be taking her regular morning swim at about this time. If she could find him by the pool, alone, then all she had to worry about was getting him to come with her to her house.

Anxiously she walked to her front door and opened it. She didn't step outside, though. She was afraid she would be seen by Sam, the handyman. Why did he have to choose this morning to work on the holes in the drive? Those same defects had been there for weeks and the slothful man had ignored them until today.

Susan looked through the crack in the door and silently cursed the big man. She put him in the same class with Will. She felt uncomfortable around both men. They both stared at her in the same manner. She wished the man would find some reason to return to his tool shed. She was anxious to go find Mark at the pool. But she couldn't leave now. She wouldn't give Sam the pleasure of seeing her so scantily dressed.

Her luck was better than she had hoped. Sam put his shovel back into the wheelbarrow and walked down the drive. Perhaps he was going to find a secluded spot and take a nip from the bottle Susan had seen him hiding in various places. But she wasn't concerned with his reasons far leaving. She quickly slipped out of the doorway and, after a furtive glance around, headed for the gate in the fence by the pool.

Cautiously, she opened the fence gate. If she didn't find Mark there, and alone, she would have to wait for a better opportunity.

Her heart beat faster as she saw the handsome teen swimming in the pool. He was alone. She knew not to hesitate. She might lose her nerve. She walked to the side of the pool and waited for him to swim to the end.

"Mark," she said when he finished the length of the pool.

The startled teen gasped the edge of the pool as he turned to see who was calling him. His mouth dropped open in surprise as he looked at his neighbor.

"Miss Lawrence!" he blurted.

"I didn't mean to startle you, Mark," Susan smiled sweetly.

"Oh you didn't… I… I just didn't…" he stammered as he tried to cover his embarrassment.

"Didn't recognize me?" Susan smiled. The teen didn't answer. He was too busy staring at the barely-dressed woman's astonishing body.

Susan continued. "I suppose you're used to seeing me all dressed up. I am more than a librarian, you know. I'm also a woman."

Susan could see that he was very aware of that. She had chosen well in deciding to wear the revealing blouse and shorts. The desired impact had been made. His eyes told her that.

"I came over to ask a favor of you, Mark," Susan said as she thrust her boobs out even further, "I hate to interrupt your swim, but I need a man's strong hand for this job," she smiled.

"Sure, Miss Lawrence. I'll be glad to help," he offered eagerly before she could even say what she wanted help with.

"I do appreciate this, Mark. It's rather silly. Just a stubborn cap on a coffee jar," she said sweetly, as her hungry eyes studied his half-submerged body.

"No problem," Mark said as he swung his muscular legs over the side of the pool and stood.

Susan stared for a long moment at the teen. She almost forgot to speak as she gazed hornily at the teen she intended to screw.

"I do hate to take you away from your swimming," she lied as he dried his body.

"I don't mind," he grinned. "Let me dry off so I don't track any water through your house."

Susan waited while he toweled his body. She felt the heat and moisture in her cunt. Her nipples were hard. Surely he could see them through the thin blouse. She hoped so.

"Don't worry about a little water. I think you're dry enough now," she mid with a trace of impatience in her voice.

Mark dropped the towel and automatically followed his sexy neighbor.

Susan led the way to her place. A confident smile tugged at her pretty lips as she congratulated herself on the success of her plan so far. She was also pleased to see that no other people seemed to be around to see her with Mark.

Mark was hypnotized by her undulating ass as she walked ahead of him. His cock was twitching as he stared at her swaying hips and long, sleek legs. He still hadn't recovered from the shock of seeing her in such a different way than he was used to. What was probably more shocking than her revealing clothing was the change in her personality. Had he imagined it, or was she really trying to be sexy? Not that she had to try! He glanced down at his trunks and saw the lump his cock made.

"Here, we are. Come in, Mark," Susan said as she opened her door and walked inside.

Mark walked in behind her and closed the door.

Susan turned and looked deeply into his eyes. "Let's go into the kitchen and you can do that favor for me, Mark," she said, knowing that the favor she wanted was different than the one he expected to perform.

The thought struck Mark hard. He was alone now with a beautiful woman. He felt awkward. He knew how to act around girls, but most of them were silly. He wasn't sure how to talk to an older woman. The way Miss Lawrence was dressed didn't make things any easier. He decided to help her with the jar and get out of there as quickly as he could. He stood next to the breakfast table and watched her as she took the coffee from the shelf over the sink.

"See what you can do with this," Susan said as she handed the jar to him.

Mark was sure her fingers had remained longer than necessary against his when she passed the jar to him. His hands were slippery with sweat as he twisted the cap. Stun, it came off easily.

"Now isn't that just like a woman!" Susan laughed as he gave the opened jar back to her. "I guess there are times when a woman can't do anything without a man around," she smiled at the teen.

Mark enjoyed being called a man. He stood a little straighter.

"I'm not in the mood for coffee now, though."

"Would you like to have a beer with me instead, Mark?" she said, noticing that he was having trouble keeping his eyes off her barely-covered tits.

"Er… I'm not supposed to drink it," Mark said.

"I'm sure there are many things you enjoy doing you aren't supposed to do, Mark," she winked, amused at his blush.

Without waiting for him to say anything more, she opened the refrigerator door and brought out two cans of beer.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you, Mark," Susan said as she gave him a can.

"You didn't," he gulped, and tried to look her in the eyes.

"Oh, I think I did," the horny woman teased as she stood very close to him.

The nervous teen could feel the heat of her body as he took a sip of the beer and tried to act casual. He wished she would suggest they sit down, or something. He was very uncomfortable standing so near her.

Susan didn't bother to open her beer. She was hungry, not thirsty. Her cunt was boiling. Her tits ached. She could hardly resist touching him. His body was so strong. She could see the outline of his cock against his bathing suit. She wanted that hard dick!

"Are you uncomfortable being alone with me, Mark?" she said in a husky voice.

"…Naw!" Mark said defensively.

"I think you are, darling," the hot woman said as she stepped even closer to him. "I think you are used to seeing me all dressed up," she said as she placed the can on the table.

Mark was trembling. He didn't like the way she was teasing him. She was having fun with him, and he knew it. She wasn't interested in him. She just wanted to embarrass him and laugh a lot when he left. He put the beer down and began to speak. He wanted to get out of there.

"You've only seen before with a lot of clothes on, Mark," she spoke quickly, not giving him a chance to say a ward. "Why, I don't think you even noticed me before," she said throatily, sounding almost hurt.

"No… I did," Mark said.

She decided it was now or never.

"You didn't realize I had such big titties… did you, Mark?" she boldly said, her hands on her hips and her chest thrust outward for emphasis.

The stunned teen thought he was going to shit in his pants. "Huh?" he asked incredulously, as he stared at the mammoth boobs a few inches from his face.

"They're bigger than Kathy's. Aren't they, darling?" Susan said, smiling at the shocked reaction on his face. "I saw them too, darling. I saw her naked yesterday, and I saw you fuck her," the calculating woman huskily added.

"Oh, shit, Miss Lawrence. You won't…"

"Relax, darling," she said with a soothing voice, "I wouldn't tell your father. You didn't do anything wrong. You were just putting that beautiful cock to good use."

She laughed softly at his nervous movements when the mention of his prick hit his confused brain.

"Of course I saw it, darling! I saw the way Kathy looked when you put it in her pussy, too. She loved it. I can't blame her either. I'll bet that big, hard thing feels good!" Susan rasped, as her cunt quivered at the thought of being filled with his thick cock. "Don't you think my cunt would feel good wrapped around your cock, darling?" she asked without hesitation.

He couldn't speak. It had all happened too suddenly for him to comprehend what was going on. He gaped at the brazen woman who was so boldly speaking to him.

"How about my tits? Wouldn't you like to see them? Wouldn't you like to see my big tits, Mark?" she relentlessly questioned as her hands worked on the blouse.

Mark was having trouble breathing. He stared at her as her fingers rapidly loosened the blouse and slipped it off her gorgeous body.

"Christ!" he finally blurted when her gigantic boobs popped into view.

"Like them, Mark?"

It was a needless question to ask. The teen couldn't imagine a more beautiful sight. Hot flashes moved along his body as he gaped at the half-naked woman. He couldn't think. He was completely under her spell.

"Kiss me!" Susan rasped. It was a command.

Mark had no wish to disobey. His arms seemed to move with their own will as they reached out and drew her hot flesh against his shaking body. His mouth found hers and she answered by thrusting her wet tongue between his lips.

Susan wrapped her arms around his neck and mashed her mouth on his, nibbling at his lips with her teeth. She squirmed the upper half of her body against his naked chest. She was the aggressor. She dug her fingers into the back of his neck as she bruised his lips with her own. She was mad with desire. Her hard nipples scraped across his muscular chest and her big tits were squashed between their bodies.

She sucked on his tongue while she ground her hips into his crotch. She could feel the hardness of his big cock through her shorts and his trunks. She had to free that wonderful dick! Her hot, wet cunt had to have it!

"Oh, baby! You're beautiful!" the hot-assed woman hissed when she finally pushed away from him. "I can't wait a second longer! Fuck me, Mark! Fuck me!" she cried as she reached down to desperately tug at his trunks.

Mark watched in amazement as she pulled the trunks down his body. He was in a daze as he stepped out of them.

Susan squatted on the kitchen floor and looked up at his cock.

"Oooooohhhh, baby! It's so pretty up close!" the gawking woman squealed with delight as she admired his big, stiff cock.

She wanted to suck on it for a while, but her cunt was too hungry. She had waited too many years to have a big cock in her twat. Later she could play with it and lick and suck on it. Now was the time for hot fucking.

Wordlessly she rose and stood in front of the naked, trembling youth. Her eyes locked on his prick she undid the snap of her shorts and slid them down her body. She impatiently kicked them away and stood erect for a long moment. She was proud of her body and wanted to display her down-covered cunt for his astonished eyes to see.

"Let me feel that big thing!" she hissed as her hand reached out and grabbed his jerking prick.

"Unnnnhhhh!" Mark grunted with pleasure as her warm fingers enclosed his hard pole and stroked it.

"Like it, darling?" she rasped as her other hand cupped his tight, hot balls and squeezed them. She felt the hot, sticky tip of his cock as it jabbed against her stomach.

"My cunt wants your cock, Mark! My wet pussy wants to be fucked by that big thing! God I need it! Let's not wait any longer! Let's fuck now! Here! On the kitchen floor! I want you to fuck me like you did Kathy! But fuck me harder! Come on, baby! Let's fuck!" Susan cried.

The awed teen watched the naked woman as she released his dick and sat down on the hard tile floor. He clenched his fists at his sides and stared as she stretched out between the sink and table. His cock lurched violently when she spread her luscious legs and gave him a beautiful view of her hot pussy. His prick lurched again when he saw the pink cunt-lips, flared and glistening with twat-juice.

"Don't just stand there letting ill this hot pussy go to waste, Mark! Get on top of me and fuck me! Hurry up. Ram that fat dick in my match! Do it now!" Susan hissed as she looked up at his lean body.

She desperately reached down and spread her cunt-lips with her fingers, letting him see what waited for him. She wriggled her hot ass around on the slippery floor as she begged with her body for him to screw her.

Mark may have been a little shy, but he wasn't stupid. He wasn't about to pass up a chance like this. He awkwardly put his knees on the floor and crawled up aver her writhing body.

"Yessss! Oh baby! Yes!" Susan hissed as she looked down between her tits at his swaying cock.

She reached up and pinched at her nipples as she waited for him to shove his cock in her.

Mark was scared, excited, and dazed. He had never seen a body like this. He looked at her big boobs and down at her cunt and felt his cock throb and his balls burn. With a dream-like motion he gripped his prick and pointed it at her pussy. He closed his eyes and blindly shoved hoping to get it in.

"Ooooooohhhh! Fuck!" Susan's moan signaled his success.

The teen couldn't believe he was really in her. He lay motionless on her hot body for a moment and enjoyed the wet, gripping feeling of her steaming gash.

"Fuck me! Goddamn it! Don't stop! Move your ass! Hump it hard! Damn you, give it to me! Mark! Oh God! Fuck me now!" Susan desperately shouted as she dug her sharp nails into his ass and shoved up with her hips.

Mark did. He pulled almost out of her cunt and then slammed down hard again. She moaned out her gratitude as she continued to dig her nails into his hard ass and meet the brutal thrusts with her ravenous cunt. Her ass slapped noisily against the tile floor as she lifted off the surface and came back down with each movement.

Mark almost felt seasick. She was tossing him around with surprising ease as she bucked and writhed. His knees hurt as they bounced up and down on the hard floor and he had trouble bracing his hands on the slippery tiles. It seemed incredible that the thrashing slut beneath him was the same quiet librarian he had never really noticed much. He renewed his efforts and tried to keep up with her wild fucking.

It was an impossible job for the teen. He couldn't possibly understand the hunger burning within Susan. Even she couldn't fully comprehend it. It was just there, and she was doing something about it. She was fucking! At last! Her cunt was stuffed with cock. The squishing noises made by the plunging and withdrawal of the thick shaft filled the room. Mark was gasping for breath and Susan was moaning and mewling her pleasure.

"It's good, sooooo good!" Susan moaned as she wrapped her long legs around his ass to take him even deeper into her gushing twat. Her teeth sank into his shoulder. She was no longer human. She was an animal. A bitch! A slut!

She wanted to hear it. "Call me names, Mark!" she gasped into his ear.

"Huh?" the pumping teen grunted.

"Call me names! Tell me I'm a slut! Tell me I'm a whore! Anything! I don't care! I want to hear it!"

"But Miss Lawrence… I…" he stammered, embarrassed and excited by her request.

"This is no time to be polite, Mark! Tell me! Tell me I'm a whore! Please!" the lust-consumed woman begged.

The idea excited him. His cock gave a sharp jerk.

"You're a… whore!" he whispered into her ear as he plunged into her cunt.

"More! Louder!" Susan screamed as her body boiled with his words.

"You're a slut!" the teen said, louder and with more emphasis this time.

He immediately felt her cunt contract. She fucked back harder.

"Yesssss! More!" the humping woman pleaded. His degrading words were heavenly to her ears.

Mark was getting into it. "You fucking bitch! You cunt! You… cocksucking tramp! Whore! Slut! Tramp! Whore! Cocksucker! Bitch!" he chanted as he rammed his big cock into her gripping pussy with each word.

Susan had heard what she wanted to hear. Now she was going to get what she so desperately needed.

"I'm gonna come, Miss Lawrence! I'm going to shoot my load in your pussy!" the humping teen shouted as his nuts burst and shot gob after hot gob of cum from his throbbing cock. He felt as if his body was suspended on his cock. A powerful explosion started in his balls and spread through his pumping dick.

What joy! What wonderful joy! Susan hadn't been prepared for anything so wonderful. She felt the hot own splatter against her cunt-walls. She felt the beginning tremors. She felt the tender rumbles, then the growing hot ripples. Vibrations shook her body. Her pussy contracted on his emptying cock and held on. Her tits burned. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her cunt boiled over. Her body arched off the floor, supported by her heels and her shoulders.

"At last! Oh God at last! It's happening! It's happening to me!" was all that Susan could get out before the sheer force of her come knocked her speechless.

It was a long time before either of them moved. Susan was the first.

"Roll off me, Mark," she whispered, helping him by shifting to her hip.

"Poor baby. It's all soft," she cooed as she looked at his limp cock while he lay on his back. "I know a delicious way to get it up again, though," she smiled as she lifted the sticky shaft with her hand.

Susan enjoyed the anxious look on his face as her head hovered over his prick. Her hand began to rub her clit as she lowered her mouth to the musky-smelling cock. She tasted their combined juices on the shiny cock-head with her tongue, and then plunged her hot mouth downward. She took in as much as she could.

It seemed the natural thing to do.