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CHAPTER FOUR

Monica stood in the shower. Warm water beat against her naked flesh. "Unnnnn," she moaned. The steady spray of water relaxed her.

She spread her legs and rubbed her hand over the swollen lips of her cum-filled cunt. "Oh, Kenny… you will make a fine husband."

She shuddered. Steve had been a fine husband, until his job became more important than his home.

She became filled with a violent hate. "You bastard." She spat out the words, their sounds echoing in the tiled shower. "Rotten fuckin' cheating bastard."

The calming effect of the shower spray had lost its usefulness.

A half-hour later, dried and filled with a jealous rage, Monica hurried downstairs to the living room. The hem of her clinging silk dress licked at her knees as she crossed the room to the leathered bar Steve had built before he had become so wrapped up in the office.

"Office, hah," she said, pouring vodka into a tumbler. "It's a damn whore secretary that keeps him working late every night and almost every weekend."

She gulped the potent liquid. It burned a path to her stomach, spreading its heat throughout her insides. She took another gulp. It helped. She heaved a sigh and set a bucket of ice and the bottle of vodka on top of the bar.

The doorbell rang just as Monica was about to prop her silk-covered ass on a barstool. "Jeff, maybe… Kenny?" She giggled. Drink in her hand, she headed for the door.

"Hi, Monica." A woman's dazzling green eyes greeted Monica. Her neighbor was standing on the step.

"Lois. Come on in. I was just having a drink."

"I see." Lois smiled. "Lead me to the bar." Without waiting, she went to the front room, spotted the bottle. "Got everything ready. You must have known I was coming." She eased herself up on a stool and poured herself a healthy portion over ice.

Monica grinned, glad for the company. It would keep her mind off Steve. "I planned on getting drunk."

"Now you can have company." Lois looked over Monica's lush body as she sipped vodka. "You're dressed for action. Anyone I know?" There was a glint in her eye.

Monica blushed, surprised she looked so obvious. "I might be," she said, her tits bouncing loosely under her dress as she climbed up on the other stool.

"Oooooo, I can tell," Lois said, admiring the joggling of Monica's tits. "No bra, probably no panties." She licked her lips. "Steve working again?"

It was like pouring salt into an open wound. Monica winced, then recovered nicely. "He'll be home later. Probably around dinner time."

"Gives you plenty of time to enjoy. Right?"

"Maybe," Monica said, crossing her legs.

Lois noticed the smooth creamy complexion of Monica's skin. Her heart skipped. "I noticed you didn't stay long last night at the party."

"I had a headache."

Lois couldn't help but giggle. "I guess Jeff had a headache too."

Monica choked on her drink. Her face turned red. "I don't… know what you're talking about."

"Sure you do, Monica. I'm not a dummy. Neither is Frank."

"Your husband? I don't understand." She wasn't sure she wanted to either.

Casually, Lois sipped her drink, holding Monica in suspense. "I noticed Jeff leave, then you. I got curious and slipped out the back door. I was surprised too… saw you sneak into the garage."

Monica let out her breath. There was no sense denying it. "So? I'm not the first woman to cheat. Besides, Steve is cheating on me."

"Hey, I don't care." Lois grinned. "I enjoyed watching."

"Watching?" Monica was shocked.

"Frank too," Lois said.

Monica's mouth dropped. "Frank? Jesus Christ! How… where?"

"After I saw the light go on in the garage I walked over and peeked through the window. Once I saw what was going on, I went back and got Frank." She paused, enjoying Monica's embarrassment. "Frank thinks you're fantastic."

Monica shivered. "You both… watched… everything?"

"Everything worth seeing. You can really use your mouth." Lois' voice was throaty, the tone subtle, taking on a sexy quality. "I saw the pleasure all over Jeff's face."

The conversation was affecting Monica. She found herself growing hot. Knowing someone had watched her fucking with Jeff did something she had never thought possible – it made her hot and excited.

Lois noticed this and decided to capitalize on it. "You gave Frank a hard-on that nearly busted through his pants."

In spite of her embarrassment, Monica giggled. She took another long pull on her drink. "I should be mad, but I'm not."

"The idea appeals to you, huh?" Lois licked her lips, making her full mouth glisten.

Monica nodded. "What did Frank say?" Her voice had turned breathless. Her heart was skipping wildly. She wanted to know all the details of her neighbor's spying.

"He wished he were Jeff. When Jeff was fucking you on the hood of the car, Frank almost creamed. I did too. You're gorgeous naked."

A lump clogged Monica's throat. She didn't know what to say.

"Frank fucked me like crazy once we got home. I think he was pretending I was you. We talked about you and it turned us both on."

Monica was shocked. "Doesn't it bother you, what Frank was thinking?"

"Shit, no," Lois said. "It turned me on. In fact…" She lowered her voice. "While Frank was tonguing my pussy, I pretended it was your mouth."

Monica became dizzy from what she was hearing. "You know what you're saying?"

"Ooooo, I know," Lois sighed, blatantly staring at Monica's tits as they appeared to swell. "Seeing you naked and making it with Jeff gave Frank and I the hots. We both want you." She let the knowledge sink in, saw that it had, then continued. "Maybe even share you."

Monica's head was spinning. She stared at her friend, trying to see if she was joking. She wasn't. "Whew, I don't know what to say."

"What to say?" She gave Monica a hot sizzling smile. "You never made it with another woman?"

Breathless, Monica shook her head. "Never."

"How about with two people?"

The questions boggled Monica's mind. "Except for Jeff, Steve's the only man I've ever done anything with."

"Holy shit. You're practically a virgin." Lois squirmed on the barstool. "I'm creaming just thinking about it."

Monica blushed. "Did you see the boy working in our garage?"

Lois' eyes flickered with lust. "Yes. Nice looking hunk."

"I sucked him off in the garage."

Lois laughed. "There's hope for you yet." She polished off her drink. "Do you have this thing with making it in garages? First Jeff, now this kid?"

Monica, high on passion, giggled. "I don't think so. I brought Kenny up to my bedroom, and we fucked."

"How is he in bed?"

"Built like a man. He drove me crazy."

Monica stood, stretched, her huge tits straining against the loose-fitting blouse she was wearing. She combed her fingers through her thick red hair. "Maybe I should try him. I've never done it with a kid." She winked. "Except when I was one myself."

Monica couldn't keep her gaze away from Lois' bulging tits. Her mouth was dry, and she quenched it with more vodka. "He's a little shy."

"Oh, I can fix that." Lois noticed where Monica's blue eyes were staring. "If you think the kid drove you crazy, wait until you have Frank shoving his cock up inside you."

Monica was stunned. "You wouldn't care? I mean… wouldn't it make you jealous?" The idea of making it with Frank had her pussy pulsing.

"Why should I mind?" She winked, then saw the way Monica continued staring at her. "I'd have fun with you, too, right?"

Monica was speechless. Her mouth dried up again, and she swallowed the rest of her vodka. The room reeked of sexuality. She saw Lois' nipples harden beneath her blouse. She felt dizzy.

"You keep staring at my tits. You want to see them?"

Unable to stop herself, Monica nodded. "Yes," she said weakly. She licked her lips, wondering, secretly hoping Lois would take off her blouse.

Lois sauntered to the center of the large living room, her hips swaying provocatively. She turned, faced Monica, her green eyes glowing. "I think we're going to have a ball today," she sighed.

Monica was mute. Her hazy blue eyes were fixed on Lois nimble fingers as she worked the buttons open. Her breath caught in her throat.

Lois had her blouse open. She slipped it off her shoulders, let it fall to the floor. "Mmmmmm, Monica. I always get hot when I strip." She brought her hands up, massaged her own fleshy tits. "I'm as big as you."

Monica gazed hotly at her horny neighbor. "They're beautiful."

"How about you, Monica? You didn't seem to mind stripping for Jeff. How about giving me a treat?"

Booze and passion, laced with neglect and jealousy, caused Monica to stand. Boldly, she eased the zipper down her back. As if by magic, her clinging silk dress peeled from her body and melted to the floor. She stood naked, primed for anything sexual. "Is it better than peeking through a window?"

"Much better," Lois gasped, dining on Monica's lush naked body. She stepped close, spanned Monica's tits with her hands and squeezed. "Unnnnn, much better!"

"Oooooo, yes," Monica moaned, dizzy with passion as her friend fondled her tits. Without thinking, she brought her hands to Lois' large fleshy globes. "Ummmm, I like playing with your tits. It's so… erotic sexy."

"Mmmmmm," Lois purred. "Frank is going to love you." She released Monica's tits, pressed her body against her and wrapped her arms around her. "You're so soft and hot."

Dizzy, her head in the clouds, Monica circled her arms around her friend. Lois' perfume, soft sizzling flesh, and whimpering sighs drove Monica insane. "God, Lois. I never thought this could be so much fun."

"We haven't even started yet," Lois moaned, her lips touching Monica's ear. She squiggled her thigh between Monica's legs, pressing it up against Monica's wet inflamed cunt. "You're soaked."

"Unllll," Monica moaned. Her hips, working on their own, humped her cunt against Lois' thigh. "Ohhhhh, Christ, I'm going to fall."

Lois held her. She wormed her tongue into Monica's ear, panting heavily. "Ooooo, will Frank love fucking you."

Monica heard the words, but didn't understand. Her legs grew progressively weaker, and slowly, with Lois holding her, they melted to the floor a heap of exquisite hot flesh.

Lois, keeping Monica swirling in a cloud of passion, leaned over her friend. She stared at Monica. "You're going to love having Frank fuck you."

Dazed, Monica batted her eyelashes. "How can you let him?"

"We share," Lois explained again. "Sharing keeps our marriage together. When Frank sees a woman he wants, he brings her home and we both enjoy her. If I see a woman he might like, I bring her home." She giggled. "Togetherness."

Monica writhed on the floor. She brought her hands up and squeezed Lois' dangling tits. "What about you and other men?"

"Frank's enough for me." She pressed her tits into Monica's squeezing fingers. "I get my extra kicks making it with Frank and other women at the same time."

The images Lois words conjured up in Monica's mind had her crazy-hot. "I don't think I'd be able to control my jealousy."

Lois leaned forward and swished her tits over Monica's mouth. "You'd be surprised. It's better than having him out cheating on the side… look at the fun you'd have. It's great."

Monica gobbled on Lois' fleshy tits. She sucked, mauled, and chewed on the beautiful pulpy flesh.

"Ohhhh, Monica," Lois gasped. "I knew your mouth would be exquisite." She rocked on her hands and knees, her pussy creaming, soaking the soft flesh of her inner thighs. "Ooooo! Ohhhh!"

Monica gobbled hungrily. Lois had a point. She was having a jealous fit now over what she believed Steve was doing on the side. If he did it at home, she could enjoy, too, like she was now enjoying Lois… and she was really enjoying Lois.

"Oh, Monica," Lois gasped, parting her thighs. "Finger-fuck me."

With her mouth stuffed with tittie meat, Monica explored, for the first time, the wet juicy hole of another woman's pussy. Deep stabbing thrusts, twisting fingers, and gouging nails had Lois squealing with pleasure.

Lois rocked on her hands and knees. She rotated her hips, her green eyes sparkling with fire, a fire Monica's fingers were stroking deep in her cunt.

Monica was out of her skull. She pulled her mouth off Lois' tits. A craving to put her mouth where her fingers now explored overwhelmed her. "Let me eat you."

"I thought you'd never ask." Lois sprawled herself out on the rug, legs spread, pussy ready to be devoured. "Get me the phone first."

Puzzled, Monica obeyed, putting the phone next to Lois. "Why?"

A lewd smile spread over her full sensuous mouth. "Frank likes it when I tell him what's happening to me."

Monica's eyes popped. "You're… going to call him?"

"Un, huh… and tell him everything you're doing to me. It will drive him crazy."

Monica swooned. "Then what?" Her heart was racing, pounding in her ears. She suspected the answer, but wanted to hear it from Lois' mouth.

"Then he'll come over here to join us. Now lick me while I give him a call."

Monica's heart leaped into her throat. Her gaze fell to the red seeping gash of Lois' pussy.

Her cunt was trimmed in dark red curly hair, the slit oozing a white froth. She licked her lips, the scent of Lois' overheated pussy coming up to caress her senses.

Lois squirmed on her back, the phone against her ear. "Frank," she sighed, once she heard his voice. "Guess where I am?"

Monica listened, her gaze riveted to Lois' reddish pussy. Without thinking, she dropped between Lois' outstretched legs and fused her mouth to the red glistening gash of her pussy. "Ooooo, Frank. She's sucking my hole. Ohhhh, what a mouth!"

Frank listened, his prick already throbbing and stiff like tempered steel.

Monica sucked deep, drawing the fleshy folds of Lois' velvety pussy into her mouth. Fuck juice greeted her. Gently, she sucked and chewed on the delicious pussy meat.

"Oh, Frank," Lois moaned into the phone. "She's sucking and chewing my cunt." She humped up into Monica's mouth. "Unnnn, Frank. Her mouth is wonderful."

Lois heard her husband's deep raspy breathing on the other end of the line. It added to her pleasure. Knowing Frank was having fun too made it a blast, like always. She rotated her hips, soaking Monica's face in warm sudsy pussy-cream. "Tongue me, Monica. Tongue-fuck me!"

Monica heard and obeyed. She darted her tongue out and explored the entrance to the steamy insides of Lois' pussy. Creamy froth flowed over her tongue and into her mouth.

"She's tonguing me, Frank." She lifted her head, the phone clamped to her mouth and ear. I see her blonde head. It's between my legs. She's bare-assed naked too, just like when Jeff was fucking her. I'm staring at her ass. Her head fell back with a thud as Monica's tongue fucked deep into her scalding pussy.

Monica heard each word. It kept her crazy hot. She reamed the spongy wetness of Lois' pulsing pussy. Deep lunging stabs with her tongue into the soupy goo thrilled her. Lois' cunt muscles, beating against her elusive tongue, excited her, made Monica's own pussy overflow with a warm buttery cream.

Lois writhed en her back. Her large tits jiggled, appearing as if they were floating on her chest. Her large nipples, brownish-pink, swelled and ached, making her whimper with delight. "Frank, she's so damn good. Tonguing me… OOOO so deep."

Monica slurped on Lois cunt. The more Monica chewed and sucked, the hotter she became. Knowing Frank was listening on the phone blew her mind. It was exciting, bizarre, a fantastic fantasy.

"Listen… to this," Lois gasped into the receiver. She took the phone away from her ear, dragged it down her body, and pushed it close to Monica's sucking mouth. "Suck me, Monica. Suck me loud so Frank can hear!"

Monica obliged and sucked noisily on Lois' overheated pussy. Loud slurping noises, whimpering gurgles, and lapping slaps with her tongue were carried over the wire to bombard Frank's ears.

"Did you hear her, honey?" Lois groaned as she brought the phone back to her mouth.

"Yeah, Lois," he rasped, his voice gravelly. "Sounds fantastic." He rubbed his cock through his pants. "I can't wait until it's my turn." He closed his eyes, picturing Monica between his wife's legs. "Christ, baby. Cum. Let me hear you cream."

"Soon," Lois promised. "Soon." She worked her hips in a tight circle, soaking Monica's face with cream. "Bite my cunt. My clit. Chew it!"

Monica groaned, pussy juice flowing into her mouth, over her lips, and down her chin.

She rocked her hips, her own clit exposed and surging with blood scraped against the nap of the thick-piled carpet. Spasms ripped through her pussy. The friction was fabulous. She kept her hips rolling, her passion growing more intense by the minute.

Slamming her mouth tight against Lois cunt, she found Lois' blood-engorged clit and sucked it into her mouth. She used her tongue like a whip, lashing Lois' clit repeatedly as Lois squealed her delight.

"She's chewing my cunt, Frank. Ohhhh, Christ. She's gonna bite it off!"

Frank listened, seeing, in his mind, his wife getting her cunt sucked by their luscious blonde neighbor. "Cum, baby," he rasped into the phone. "Cream her face."

"I will," Lois shouted into the phone. "Oooo, I will!"

Monica heard and prepared for Lois climax. She sucked hard, almost tearing Lois' cunt from her twisting body. She chewed the blood-crammed clit, making Lois howl. Cream drenched her face as she waited for Lois' body to explode.

"Keep tonguing me. Chew me!" Lois was delirious. She humped her red-thatched pussy violently, into Monica's mouth. "Bite, Monica. Make me cum!"

Monica gurgled, her mouth and throat filled with pussy-cream. She used her tongue, her teeth, and her lips. She sucked, chewed, and lashed her tongue over Lois' exposed pulsing clit.

Lois screamed into the phone. "I'm cumming, Frank. I'm cumming!"

Frank heard. His balls rumbled as he listened to his wife's screaming voice. "Drown her," he rasped. "Cream the hot little bitch!"

Lois heard her husband's raspy voice urging her on. She twisted violently, grinding her pussy into Monica's hungry mouth. Her body jerked. Her legs lifted and spread. Her ass thumped the thick carpet. She mangled her own tits. "Ooooo, Monica. Suck me! Chew me! Oooooo!"

Greedily, Monica sucked her own pussy was on fire. Lois screaming voice echoed in her lust-sopped brain. She grabbed Lois' humping, rotating hips, sunk her fingers into the pliant flesh. More gooey cunt-cum washed over her face.

Lois creamed again and again. She writhed like a snake on the floor, her legs slapping against the carpet. An ocean of hot buttery cunt-cream gushed out from her cunt with each pulsing beat of her spongy pussy hole. "More, Monica. I'm still cumming. Bite! Bite!"

Monica used her teeth. She gnawed on the throbbing blood-filled clit. She slapped her tongue over the sensitive tip. She sucked hard, heard Lois wail. She gulped, drinking the flowing cunt-cream as it poured from Lois' exploding pussy.

"Ooooo, Frank. She's biting my clit off! Frank! It's heaven!" She dropped the phone, concentrating all of her efforts on grinding her climaxing pussy into Monica's hungry mouth. "Oooooo, Monica!"

Monica used her teeth and tongue rhythmically, keeping her screaming neighbor in bliss. She held Lois' clit between her teeth and shook her head. The action turned Lois into an animal.

"Aghhhh!" Lois jerked her tips, almost ripping her clit from her own body. Spit dribbled from her open mouth. Her green eyes, glassy with lust, rolled up into her skull. Pussy-cum flowed from her hole, saturated Monica's face, then oozed down the crack of her ass. "Ooooh, Monica, I'm in heaven!"

Monica gulped the warm flowing cunt-cum, sucking hard on the pulsing clit. Cum flowed over her face and into her throat and nose. Monica was drowning in the pungent juice and loving every second of it.

Lois arched her back. Her tits rolled like Jell-O, her hips jerked violently and her green eyes focused on the ceiling. Orgasms whipped through her pussy. "More, Monica. Ooooo, suck! Suck!" It felt as if Monica were sucking out her guts. Lois snapped her head from side to side, her nails clawing the carpet, her legs spread, stiff, trembling as she crashed over the peak.

Monica knew from the frenzied movement of Lois' body that she had reached the peak and was coming down. She renewed her efforts. Her tongue lashed over Lois' clit. Her hands roamed Lois' flesh, caressed her hips, found the jiggling cheeks of her ass. Monica gurgled as more pussy-cum flowed into her mouth.

Lois shuddered. Her mind was reeling. She twitched, squirmed, and jerked her hips. Whimpering cries came from her open mouth as she gasped for air.

"No, more." Lois squealed. "No more!" she twisted away from Monica's greedy mouth. "Save some for Frank."

Dazed, Monica came up from between Lois' juice-stained thighs. Cum covered her face, along with a hot dirty smile. "I'm hungry for more."

Lois giggled, saw the phone on the rug. She picked it up. "Did you hear it all?"

"Everything," Frank rasped. "When do you want me to come over?"

Lois looked at her friend. Her green eyes danced. With Frank, the party would be even more fun. "He wants to know when to come over."

Monica shivered. "Ooooo, Lois. I'm creaming." She reached for the phone. "Let me talk to him."