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Chapter 10

"Shit!" Linc exclaimed into the telephone, and leaped from his chair.

Bea looked up from her packing. (They hadn't bothered to bring a maid along.) "What is it?"

"Ted, that asshole, got himself tossed into jail!"

Bea blanched. "What for?" she was almost afraid to ask.

"For some kind of scuffle. I don't know the details." He resumed speaking into the telephone. "Yes, I'll be right down. No! I can't, uhh… " Bea said, "What is it? Ted has to be bailed out? Let me take care of it!"

"Are you crazy?" Linc said, his hands covering the phone. "That would be as bad as me going down there. The newspapers would have a field day. I'll send Sam."

He passed the word to whomever he was talking to at the police station, evidently not Ted himself, and hung up. It was understandable to Bea why Ted hadn't wanted to make the call personally. But later, when they met, would he tell Linc why he had gotten into a fight which had caused him to end up in jail? Bea was as sure as she could be without actually hearing it that the fight had been with Ronnie, over her picture. Had Ted gotten the picture, she wondered. If so, had the police taken possession of it? Was it even then being passed around?

Regardless of what had happened, she was in deep trouble. She should have told Linc the truth at the beginning, she decided… too late.

She fretted while Linc took off to find Sam. Her anxiety increased as they waited for Sam to report back or to bring Ted with him. In the meantime, Linc refused to answer the telephone, fearing it would be a reporter asking for comment.

When Sam did appear, with a chagrined Ted who immediately looked at Bea, her sense of foreboding reached such a pitch that she could feel it in her throat.

"What the hell happened to you?" Linc demanded of his young press-aid.

"I was, uh, calling on this guy and… well, we had a disagreement," Ted faltered, his handsome face showing the effects of the altercation. He continued to stare at Bea.

"From the looks of you," Linc said, "I would say it was more of a brawl. Who was the guy who beat you up?"

"He didn't exactly beat me up," Ted replied. "He got the worse of it, in fact. It was when he took off down the hall and I followed that we attracted attention and somebody called the cops. Those bastards got there faster than I've ever seen them do before."

"You didn't answer my question," Linc said coldly. "I don't care who won or lost. I want to know why you got mixed up with the fellow. Who is he?"

"Uuuuuuh… "

Bea wished to God that Ted wouldn't keep staring at her.

"Do you know what it was all about?" Linc asked Sam.

"I've got an idea," the campaign manager said as he chewed a soggy cigar.

"Well?"

Sam also stared at Beatrice. "Do you wanta tell him?" he asked her.

"Oooh, shit!" she exclaimed, and turned to stride to the windows. With her back to the other occupants of the room, she said, "Ted was doing something for me. The guy he went to see was blackmailing me. He had a picture. Ted was trying to get it away from him." She whirled to confront the young man. "I don't suppose you succeeded."

"No, Bea. The bastard wouldn't give it up."

Linc walked up to her, his eyes blazing. "How come somebody in this town was blackmailing you? What happened here?"

Bea rolled her eyes fretfully. "Ooh, Linc, can't we talk about it in private?"

"We'll talk about it right now!" he roared.

"All right! I picked the guy up yesterday. His friend took a god-damned picture of us after he found out who I am."

"You stupid, hot-pants slut!" Linc cried, and slapped her so hard across the cheek that she lost her balance and plunged onto the sofa. He sprang after her. The other men stared, not daring or perhaps even wanting to come to her defense, as Linc knelt next to the sofa and pressed her fully onto her stomach, holding her down. She was sobbing, because her cheek burned and she feared her husband's wrath was not yet fully expended.

She was right.

Linc's right hand began to smack her quivery, buxom buttocks, and she yelped, her hips jerking. Sam and Ted fidgeted, glancing at each other, then back at Linc and his wife. Linc's rage only seemed to intensify as he slapped her, burning her bottom, and he jerked her skirt up.

The other men gazed at her opulent ass in lacy black briefs.

Linc slapped her on the panty-seat, making her yelp louder and causing a vibration of her rear globes which made her panties shake and shimmer. Even this humiliation and stinging pain didn't satisfy him and, after spanking her on her panties a number of times, he gripped the flimsy elastic at the top of her briefs and yanked it down, turning her panties inside-out at her thighs.

He smacked her bare bottom, causing sharp, fleshy sounds which were erotically arousing. The way her buttocks jumped and trembled was even more stimulating. Sam and Ted squirmed as they watched, both acquiring hard-ons.

Finally, from sheer fatigue in his arm, Linc stopped spanking his wife, and he rose. Leaving her panties at half-mast and her rosy-swathed bottom exposed, he strode from the room, a hump visible at the front of his trousers.

Giving no thought to this, he marched down the hotel corridor, fortunately meeting no one on the way…

Melanie was seated in her room, reading. She looked up when Linc entered and, noting the fierce expression on his face, rose from her chair.

"What is it?" she asked, alarmed.

"God damn you!" he snarled. "What did I tell you when I hired you for this job?"

"Uuh… uuh… " Her cheeks reddened. "Well, you told me several things."

"About Bea!" he prompted, his eyes blazing.

"Well, you wanted me to watch her… to make sure she didn't… "

" Exactly! And you screwed up!"

Melanie gulped. "You mean she… got involved with some stranger?"

"You bet your ass she did! And now I'm on the hook for a blackmail payment as well as a criminal charge against a member of my staff!"

"My God… " Melanie murmured.

"Can you think of any reason why I shouldn't fire you?" Linc demanded.

"Yes." Her lips quivered. "I'm getting along very well with Scotty."

"Shit!"

"Well, that's important, isn't it?" Melanie asked.

"Sure. But the world if full of teachers, most with more experience than you."

"Then why did you hire me?"

"Because you turned me on, if you must know the truth. And because I figured you could get close to Bea and keep her from lousing up my campaign. Damn it, if I don't win this election, it will be her fault… and yours!"

"All right then, I'll quit!" she said, sniffling.

Linc watched her rise and turn toward her suitcases, which were already packed and resting on the floor. He eyed her pleasing bottom.

"Wait," he said in a softer, more considerate tone, and she turned to face him.

He moved up to her. "You still turn me on do you know that?"

Melanie's pulse gave a little surge. She had been wanting him to make another play for her, though she hadn't come right out and admitted it to herself.

"I, uuh, didn't know," she said.

"Oh, come on!" Linc chuckled, and took light hold of her bare arms. His fingers crawled along them, giving her pleasurable goose bumps, then he suddenly grasped her fiercely at the waist, hauling her hard against him. She felt the sizable bulge of his penis, backed by his large balls.

Her knees went a little weak.

Do I dare just kneel right here, right now, and service him? she wondered. I would like to!

His lips pressed crushingly to hers, and he spread her sweet mouth for the thrust of his tongue. She imagined it was his penis, and she clamped onto it with her tongue and lips, groaning as she sucked. She felt a tremor pass through him. His cock started to rise.

With her brain seeming to spin, she sank to her knees, and Linc uttered a cry of surprised delight as she quickly opened the fly of his trousers. She brought out his penis, which was like a curved salami, meaty and thick. It was the first cock she had ever seen, she recalled, and it was still the biggest arid best, by far. Her cool fingers encircled his semi-turgid shank, and she waved his cock to and fro, bobbling the purplish head.

"Do it, you sweet baby!" he husked as she lifted his curving appendage higher and bent toward glans, which hung like a big chunk of fruit.

"Aaaaaahhbhng… " she groaned as she licked his cockhead, bobbling it about.

He tasted fine, very manly, and his scent pleased her also. She let her glistening rosy lips open wide. She became very excited as she fitted her mouth over the head of his cock and began to suck him.

"Aaaaawwwww!" he groaned pleasurably, and his prick immediately fattened, the knob filling her mouth and his thick shaft holding her lips wide apart. This was the most cock she had yet sucked, the others scarcely even comparing.

She champed on his meaty cockhead, drawing juice from it, and her own eager saliva seeped out from between her lips and his shaft to trickle down her chin.

"Ghaaawwwwwwh!" she said greedily, and began to pump her encircling lips on his rigid, throbbing pillar.

His cockhead surged far back on her restless tongue, and she couldn't let it go any farther, because it was too large for her throat. She concentrated on stroking the silken circle of her lips across the hard-ridged collar of his cock while she licked his bulging glans, tasting its juice. She reached into his pants and brought out his balls.

It would have been a marvelously stimulating sight for anyone looking On, to see the young, fresh-faced blonde kneeling before the middle-aged man, her pink mouth widely spread around his horse like prick. She obviously enjoyed it a great deal as she moved gingerly but smoothly forward and back, taking then relinquishing some shaft, but keeping his cockhead in her mouth at all times, except for just the ridge which rhythmically appeared and disappeared as she pumped her head.

Her mouth made lubricious sounds as it stroked around his very thick, meaty member. Her throaty moans were muffled by his manly plug and gave way to gulping gurgles every now and then. Her senses swirled.

She loved his big balls, which were warm and heavy with lust. She rolled them in her hand, like eggs sacked in velvet.

"Let me fuck you!" he begged, looking down and watching his brownish shaft gliding in and out between her pink lips.

She backed up and released his cockhead with lip-smacking slowness. His immense organ whipped upward to stand quivering in turgid fullness, mixed saliva and male sexual fluid dangling from its wetly glistening head.

"Will it hurt me?" she asked, not really wanting to be a virgin any more but fearing the size of his monstrous member assaulting her small sexual orifice.

"I'll try to keep it from hurting," he promised, and she thought that was all he could be expected to say.

She would settle for it, she excitedly decided. But there was one other problem!

"I don't want to have a baby!"

"Of course not," Linc said, and chuckled. "We will see that doesn't happen."

She got up, weak-kneed, and fumbled with the fasteners on her dress. She was blushing. Linc began to slowly remove his garments as he watched her.

Down to brassiere, pants, and stockings, she stretched out on the bed. She had washed and donned fresh undies after Phil had diddled with her.

Lincoln's prick remained high and hugely turgid as he completed disrobing. Then he knelt beside her on the bed. This was the moment which she really had been waiting and hoping for, she realized, although fear had kept her from admitting it previously.

Linc stroked her nylon-cupped titties, her bare waist, and her panty-sheathed hips. He petted her thighs, which were full and smoothly firm between her panty elastics and the tops of her stockings. He seemed to like to run his hands along her garters, enjoying the tactile contrast between those straps and her satiny skin.

Today she wore multi-colored minibriefs, with her garter belt atop them, and the man was forced to unfasten her stockings before he could remove her pants. He worked deftly, releasing her garter clips one by one. Melanie let her fingertips dance lightly along his uplifted rod.

"You've got such a big, beautiful cock!" she purred. "I really want to feel all that inside me!"

"Don't worry," he replied. "You will."

She shivered a little, because she was still afraid. But all women got fucked sooner or later, she assured herself-or all but an unfortunate few-and they seemed to survive it to fuck again. And again.

Linc brushed the nylon stocking down Melanie's left leg, removed her high-heeled shoe, and took the stocking off. He then denuded her right leg after which, he unclipped her garter belt and drew it away.

She still had her bra on, and he sat her up to get at its hooks. He brushed the bra forward, its cups dropping off her pink-nippled promontories, and he glided his hands toward him, underneath her arms, his thumbs extending along the shallow creases beneath her breasts. His fingers wrapped around the sides of her jutting knockers, and his thumbs and fingers squeezed, testing the girlish flesh. Her pink nipples thrust forward, more pointy than ever. Her breasts were exquisitely smooth and firm.

Linc bent his handsome dark head, protruded his tongue, and tasted the tip of one titty.

"Oooooooo!" Melanie said, and shivered pleasurably, her nipple quivering against his lingual caress.

He turned to her other breast, which he continued to hold as well, and licked that one. He caught her nipple between his firm lips and tugged on it. He let the rubbery stem snap back, giving her a tingly thrill, and caught it again. He rolled the tiny girl prick between his lips and waggled his tongue across its end.

Melanie's tits had never felt so good before. The other males she had been with hadn't really known how to treat them. Even Bea hadn't pleasured them so intensely. The young virgin became more and more convinced that she was doing the right thing in surrendering to Linc. It certainly was what she wanted to do.

He let her titties go, and they quivered, delectably while remaining perfectly erect. He eased her down onto her back once more, and the mounds on her chest remained high and shapely. She watched him take hold of the top of her bikini briefs and slowly pull the sexy little panties down.

Her blonde fluff popped out at him, then the beginning of her plushy slit. He saw only the top of it before raising her legs so that he could remove her panties.

At last she was nude before him, and his cock remained at high, rigid salute.

He propped her knees up, then spread them wide apart. Her lightly furred petals parted just enough for him to glimpse a slash of juicy pinkness.

His thumbs made her exposure complete, opening her puny like a ripe peach. The nectar fairly spurted.

"What an adorable little twat!" he said… and Melanie wasn't sure if she liked that. Twat wasn't one of her favorite naughty words.

"I prefer pussy," she told him.

"Then pussy it is," Linc replied, wiggling the soft, delicate folds so that he could study her to his heart's content. His uplifted packer twitched.

He bowed, stuck out his tongue, and licked the tip of her clit.

"Ooooooh!" she moaned, full-throated, and clamped her legs around his head.

Linc had to struggle like a man fighting a boa constrictor in order to extricate himself.

"Good Lord!" he exclaimed, surprised by her immediate and vehement acceptance of the cunnilingus. "You must have had your little jigger licked before."

"Yes," she admitted. Her eyes were hot, and she was breathing hard, her firm breasts rising and falling.

"You virgins!" he said. "You let guys go down on you, and you suck their cocks, but you won't let them fuck your sweet pussies! What sense does that make?"

"I want you to fuck my pussy now," Melanie said.

"I like to hear you say it." He smiled down. "Say fuck again."

"Fuck," Melanie carefully pronounced, blushing a little.

"Again"

"Fuck!" she said, more urgently.

"Again," he teased.

"Oooooh, shit!" she said. "Fuck me now, God damn it!"

Linc swarmed forward atop her, grasping his cannon-like cock, and Melanie knew that her remaining moments of virginity were numbered, She hadn't intended to lose her maidenhood this way, certainly now. But things that were important never happened according to plan, she supposed.

All that mattered was that she truly wanted Linc to fuck her.

She could hardly wait…