“When I kissed the bride was the first time.”
“But not the first time you tried,” she said, wrinkling her nose at him.
“Come on, Beth, a little kiss between friends can’t hurt anyone. A kiss for old time’s sake.”
He put his glass on the desk and had both arms around her. He kissed her softly, holding it gently for a long time. Beth felt it through her whole body. The excitement started in her belly and came up until her mouth was filled with it. She kissed back, only not softly. Her mouth opened and her tongue dug urgently between his lips.
She felt drunk, relaxed, and terribly excited and wasn’t sure how he got his hand inside her blouse, or got her brassiere pushed up. She only knew that he was stimulating her nipple with his fingers and it was hard and excited and she could hardly breathe. She had liked it when Andy played with her tits.
“God, Beth, your tits are so soft and nice, and your nipple is so big, gets so hard. Can I kiss it… just a little?”
“Oh, God, Doc, no, no, no… you mustn’t,” she cried, but she didn’t pull away.
She knew he was pulling up her blouse, and her head fell back when she felt his mouth close over the red capped tit. Her nipples were a dark reddish brown and very large. The one in Doc’s mouth responded instantly and grew even larger.
“No, Doc, please… oooooh, that feels so nice, honey. Suck it just a little, but we’ve got to stop, this is wrong.”
She arched her back to make her tit push against his face.
She pressed her thighs together when she felt his hand under her skirt. She hadn’t worn pantyhose and his hand felt so warm and wonderful on her bare thigh.
“Ohmygod,” she cried, running her words together. He was so much older than she, so much more experienced. “Please, Doc, don’t, ohh, honey.”
Her legs opened a little, just enough to let Doc’s fingers slide in. Her bra was pushed up above her tits and he was working on her other nipple while his hand moved slowly but steadily higher.
Beth couldn’t think now. She was so confused, and excited. And… and in need. Her legs came open a little more, enough more to allow the tips of his fingers to feel the crotch of her panties, to feel how wet they were.
“Oh, Doc, you’ve really got me going. We’d better stop before we do something we’ll both regret.” She brought her head down and rested her cheek against the top of his head. “Doc, Doc, Doc, oh darling that feels so nice.”
Her legs were far apart now and he had his hand inside her panties. He could almost hear the juices squish when he pushed his finger into her cunt. She moved her hips, rolling her pussy tightly around his finger.
Doc raised his mouth from her turgid tit. “Let’s do it, Beth, let’s fuck,” he said.
“No, no, no!” she wailed.
“It can’t hurt Andy because he’ll never know, and it’ll feel so good. Come on, just this once.”
“No, Doc, we can’t… I won’t, won’t…”
He had her on her feet and led her to the big leather couch.
She let him push her panties down, even stepped free when they got to her feet. He held her skirt up around her hips and eased her down to the couch.
She saw his pants slide down his legs and then his shorts and then his long cock.
“It’s so big,” she said.
“Is it bigger than Andy’s?”
“Lots bigger,” she said.
“Take hold of it, Beth.”
“No, Doc,” she cried, but her fingers were already tightly around the shaft.
“It’s so big,” she said again and lay down on her back, still holding his prick.
Doc got between her open legs and felt her hand guiding him in. She was so wet, so ready. Her cunt swallowed him up with ease. He felt the soft, warm folds of her pussy close hungrily around him. He wished he had eaten her a little first. It had to be the sweetest pussy in the world.
Her knees came up to make it easy to get all the way in. She was moaning and grunting. Goddamn, she really dug it. Andy had broken little Beth in just right.
She came once, hard, puffing and panting, and then lay still while he fucked steadily, drawing in and out with long, easy strokes.
She started moving again, sliding her hips from side to side, lifting her ass each time he went in deep.
“Yeh, yeh,” she grunted, “it’s getting good again, honey.”
“I’m close, honey,” Doc cried, “I’ll have to pull out.”
“No, no, not yet. Oh, Doc, fuck hard, just a little longer, don’t pull out yet. Fuck me a little longer. I’m so close again!”
“I can’t hold out much longer. If I don’t get out I’ll cum.”
“Don’t stop… keep fucking. A second more, just a seco… OH, darling, I’m coming, I’m coming!”
“Me too,” Doc cried.
The stuff came up from his nuts and poured into her belly in hot spurts. He jerked his cock in and out, squeezing gob after gob of hot seed into her snatch.
Beth was coming hard, her cunt squeezing his cock, each spasm of pussy muscle closing tighter around his prick. She milked him with her cunt, sucking the stuff out until there was no more to take. She fell back then, exhausted.
“Did you cum inside me?” she said softly.
“You know I did. I tried to warn you.”
“I thought I felt it. You were so deep I couldn’t be sure. I hope you didn’t knock me up.”
Doc didn’t answer.
After Doc got to his feet, Beth lay for several minutes before she sat up. Doc was standing by his desk wiping off his cock with a tissue. She watched him clean himself, self-disgust swirling through her brain. His cock looked big even now that it was soft.
How could I? How in the hell could I let it happen, she thought. I fight the good looking bastard off for four years, ignore his many advances, then get married and let him fuck me. The day I get back to work I let him fuck me. I’m so ashamed, can I ever look Andy in the eye again?
Her body still felt good, all warm and tingly, but her mind rebelled. It sickened her to think she had enjoyed it so much. It had felt so good. Fuck fever had taken control of her senses and all she wanted was to fuck. Well, she felt different now that it was all over. It was wrong, wrong, wrong! Married a month and already cheating on her man. She felt so ashamed of herself. She loved her husband.
“That was marvelous, Beth. I don’t think I ever enjoyed anything more,” Doc said.
“I hope the memory is a good one, Doc, because it’s the last time. The first and last time.”
“What are you talking about? It was too good to be the last time. I’m having a party Saturday night. I was hoping you’d come.”
“Without Andy, I suppose.”
“Of course.”
“No way, boss.”
Doc knew he’d have to work on her. She was turning him down and she didn’t even know what kind of a party it was. The big redhead would be there, Beth’s bridesmaid, and Evelyn, and a lot of other broads. She’d come around sooner or later. She dug fucking too much not to, and she liked money. Both she and her husband liked money.
Beth wondered how Doc could do this to Andy. After all, it was through him that they’d met. Andy was a draftsman, and a damn good one, and had worked on Doc’s shopping center design.
He was just out of college and only twenty-four, but he knew what he was doing and Doc had known it.
Beth got to her feet. “Did I really do this thing?” she said, and knew immediately that she had, the evidence was running down the inside of her leg. She felt a little sick.
“I thought you liked Andy,” she said.
“I do, honey, but this didn’t hurt Andy. I’m sure not going to tell him. How’ll he ever know?”
Beth bent over and picked up her panties. She lifted her skirt and brazenly wiped between her legs with the garment.
