“How about Sheila?”
“She’s been impossible since last weekend.”
“You know, I was kind a afraid of that. She was acting a little up-tight about it all. It wasn’t anything all that obvious, but you know how we women are. Our intuition and all.”
“Apparently you picked up on it before I did.”
“That’s too bad.”
“I heard that Mickey left today for North Carolina.”
“That’s right. I was getting tired of all that travel. I decided to sit this one out.”
“I’m glad you did.”
“Why is that?“
“Because now we can get together.”
“Do you really think we should?”
“I’ll let you answer that. Didn’t we have a beautiful rapport?”
“I did love every second of it.”
“Then let’s do it again.”
“For God’s sake, we sure can’t meet over at my place.”
“Or mine. I’ve got an idea. Why don’t you meet me at this little motel, the Outpost. It’s just a few blocks from the track.”
“All right, my dear. I’ll see you there in about a half an hour.”
As he hung up the phone, he felt his cock hardening even more. The only problem would be containing himself for another half hour.
Joel ordered another beer, which he sipped, nervously passing the moments.
Every few seconds he would look up at the clock, wanting the minutes to pass more rapidly so that he could go over and meet Faye.
He finally finished the beer, getting up from the stool and walking out into the parking lot. He got into his car and drove over toward the motel where he was slated to meet Faye.
He parked in the lot, waiting pensively, tapping the fingers of his right hand against his right knee.
A few moments later he observed Faye pulling into the driveway behind the wheel of a light brown Mustang.
She had a scarf completely covering her beautiful blond hair, and, in an even further attempt to disguise her identity, she wore thick dark glasses.
She got out of the car, wearing a sparkling white pants suit. As he observed her beautiful construction, her body fitting snugly into the pants suit, his hard throbbing joy stick subbed more briskly than ever against the outline of his trousers.
Faye immediately observed his huge erection.
“I guess we’d better get started fast,” she smiled, “because otherwise you’re gonna have a hemorrhage.”
“I know I’ll shoot off my juice.”
They walked side-by-side toward the office, signing in, then walking toward their room.
It was a dusty room that had seen its better days long before, but as far as Joel was concerned it was a palace. Anywhere he could be alone with Faye would serve the purpose.
“I’ve got an idea,” Faye smiled, pulling off her scarf, then removing her dark glasses.
“I’m always interested in any idea you’ve got.”
“Let’s take a shower together. That would be very romantic.”
“I’ll say it would.”
Faye watched as Joel immediately began to tug at his clothing. He tore off his shirt, then pulled his T-shirt over his head. He undid his trousers, removing them, after which he took off his shorts.
When she saw just how hard his penis was, she walked over toward him briskly.
Her anxious fingers reached out and grabbed a quick feel of his cock. At first she was content to squeeze just the tip of his erect member, but soon her curiosity extended itself to the point where she was working her fingers up and down the full length of his organ. She then let them go to work on his balls, which she tickled.
“Take your fingers off,” he gasped. “Otherwise I’ll juice right now.”
“You really are horny Sir.” 'You're damned right I am. Horny for you, baby. I’m really sorry I didn’t meet you when we were both single. I wish I was married to you right now.”
“Don’t say that, Joel. That’s a terrible dig to poor Sheila. She’s a beautiful girl, even if she might have a few hang-ups about sex.”
“She’s getting me real irked with her hang-ups. I’m getting sick of it, honey.”
Joel reached out and began to unbutton her pants suit. He undid the buttons then tugged at her arm, pulling her over toward the bed.
As she sprawled out on the bed, he began to remove her garments.
When he got his first look at her under wear clad body, his first such opportunity since the past weekend, he thought he would have to orgasm immediately. In order to restrain himself, he had to turn his head away.
When he resumed his finger movements, he reached out and undid her bra.
His fingers moved resolutely at the straps that held her bra together. He pulled off the bra, watching as it dropped down toward the floor.
When her ivory breasts dropped forward, falling and giving him an opportunity to gaze upon them, he knew he had to toy with her breasts immediately.
But first he would finish the act of undressing her by removing her panties. He sank his fingers underneath the white lace, touching her firm, warm, highly inviting skin.
He found himself pinching out at her flesh, enjoying, the reaction he received when her whole body started to quiver.
His fingers went back to the elastic around her panties. He pulled down on them swiftly. Sometimes he liked a longer, more ceremonial undressing act, but this wasn’t one of those occasions. When he was that starved for sex, be was short on formalities and long on immediate action.
He removed her panties, then moved his body upward toward her breasts.
As she lay on her back, wondering what his next course of action would be, Joel brought his cock downward toward the shadowy valley which separated her ripe, pendulous breasts.
Joel liked exercising his cock briskly over her firm flesh, and as he thrust his body forward slowly, he felt the sensations gathering within him. It was like the precipitation of an earthquake. A few hot strokes into the act he could feel the burning itchiness in both his cock and balls. He was convinced that it wouldn’t be long before he would have to erupt, to explode his juices.
Following a few firm, brisk strokes between her breasts, he lifted his cock and brought it into immediate contact with her left tit.
He circulated his cock up and down, letting the throbbing pace develop with a great eagerness as he kept up the dynamic rhythm.
While his cock continued to briskly clash with her hot breast, he reached out with both hands and fondled her left breast and nipple.
After he kept up his steady grinding movements a little while, he removed his cock from her left breast and worked it over toward her right.
‘The searing impact continued as he kept up his thorough pace, driving his cock up and down steadily over her breasts. Every time that they made decisive contact he felt that much closer to climax.
Joel timed his movements very carefully, and, when it appeared that he was on the verge of unloading his juices, Joel quickly released his cock from her breast.
“What a workout,” she giggled.
“I thought you’d like that kind of friction.”
“Should we get into the shower now?”
“I can’t think of a better time to do it,” Joel nodded.
He watched as Faye slowly lifted her beautiful nude form upward from the bed.
He could see the soft sensuality in her calves and thighs as she eased herself to her feet.
