things for a moment.
Once again Nancy's eyes blurred with tears as her mind went over the nightmarish events three days ago. Everything had gone exactly as she had planned. The dinner was perfect, and by the time they had finished their brandy and coffee, both of them were feeling relaxed and mellow.
Rick went into the living room to read the paper while Nancy cleared the table. Then she slipped into the bedroom and changed into a clinging pair of blue satin lounging pajamas that he had given her for their anniversary, daubed some of her sultriest perfume behind her ears, and loosened her shoulder-length blonde hair so that it fell in soft shimmering waves around her face. Satisfied with her appearance, she went back into the living room and snuggled down next to her husband on the couch.
'Mmmmmmmmmmm, you smell good,' he murmured, burying his lips in the softness of her curly blonde hair. 'What's all this?' he asked, as he opened his eyes and took in her seductive appearance.
'I thought tonight would be a good time to have some fun,' his wife replied, to his delight.
'I think that's a great idea,' Rick whispered, taking her in his arms and running his hands over the enticingly smooth surface of the clinging pajamas. Her body was soft and yielding underneath, and his prick leapt hungrily to life for he knew that beneath the shimmering garment she was wearing no bra. Her huge tits rose and fell excitedly under his caressing fingers, her nipples tightening into hard pyramidal points. Gently he pushed aside the folds of her tie-front jacket so that the pearl-white mounds, tipped with the softest coral color, were nakedly revealed to his gaze.
Nancy could feel her husband's mounting desire in the trembling of his muscular body as he touched her, and in the sudden quickening of his breath as he bent to take her tingling nipples into his mouth. She leaned back on the couch and let her fingers twine in his sandy hair, trying to communicate with her yielding body all the love and tenderness she felt for him.
She, too, began to feel a rising excitement as he buried his face between her softly billowing tits and reached around to stroke the silky plane of her naked back. Her heart beating faster, almost as though this were their first night together, she accommodated her supple young body to his, arching her back upward to meet his increasingly passionate lips and hands.
'Oh Nancy, I want you so much,' the lean-bodied young reporter whispered. 'Sooooo much.'
'Then take me, Rick darling, fuck me now!' she heard herself murmuring in reply.
Their eyes met, and a galvanic current of love and excitement passed between them, igniting a potent spark of desire that licked greedily at the blonde bride's loins as they moved into the bedroom. Quickly, Rick unbuttoned his shirt and flung it aside. His voluptuous young wife ran her red-tipped fingers up and down over his naked chest, savoring the sculpted hardness of his muscular arms and shoulders, sunburned from their weekend trip to the beach. Standing up to embrace him, she let the top of her satin pajamas slip off her arms, so that her upper torso was completely naked as she pressed herself lovingly against him, her huge tits crushing against the warmth of her husband's strong hard chest.
Covering her shoulders and neck with warm kisses, Rick ran his hands down over the rounded hillocks of her smoothly curved asscheeks, squeezing and kneading them until they glowed with a pleasant heat beneath the cool satin material. He bent her body backwards over his arm so that he could snake his tongue in a lewd wet line from her smooth white neck down between the gleaming mounds of her tits, to the soft flat expanse of her belly to the waistband of her blue satin pajamas. Still supporting her with one strong arm, he used his free hand to untie the drawstring at her waist, and with a rustling sound, the satin pajama bottoms slid to the floor, leaving Nancy completely naked in the half-light of the bedroom.
Rick stepped back far enough so that he could look at his wife for a minute, drinking in the sight of her lush nakedness as though he were dying of thirst. Nancy, scarcely daring to look him in the eye as he gazed with open desire at her young vulnerable body, could see the thick bulge made by his aroused cock inside his pants. It looked as hard as an iron pipe as it pulsed visibly against his thigh, and the experienced young bride felt a thrill of lust course through her lithe young body at the thought that soon the enormous staff would be fucking deep into her tiny pussyhole all the way to the hilt.
Rick, too, was seized with the same thought, as his eyes roved up and down her naked flesh from the golden halo that framed her face and made her eyes look an even deeper blue than usual, over the delicate curves of her neck and shoulders to the enticing fullness of her sensuously ballooning tits, then the indentation of her tiny waist which blossomed outward into the softly rounded contours of her hips, and finally over the length of her long, perfectly shaped legs. He found his eyes returning, as if drawn by a magnet, to the downy triangle of softly curling cunt hairs at the juncture of her thighs.
His tumescent cock throbbed almost painfully with the desire to fuck into her wet pink cunt, to lose himself inside her cunt depths as if her pussy were a cave, a place of refuge from all the storms that seemed to be gathering around him. Harsh masculine lust thundered through his twenty-two-year-old body, and it took all his willpower and control to restrain himself from throwing Nancy down on the floor and assaulting her vulnerably inviting nakedness with all his strength. But that would be a mistake, he knew. Maybe later. But not yet. Not tonight, tonight he was going to take it slow. Now Rick picked her up in his arms, and began carrying her onto the bed, while his naked wife clung to him happily.
He set her down gently on the bed, and then, never taking his eyes from her lushly inviting nakedness, unbuckled his belt and stepped out of both his pants and shorts. Nancy gasped as his thickly throbbing prick sprang free from the confines of his clothing, standing out perpendicularly from the tangle of his brown pubic hair.
He walked over to the bed, his hard, lust-swollen balls bobbing against his hair-fringed thighs as he moved. Lowering himself onto the bed beside her, he again took his wife in his arms, and Nancy thrilled as she felt the vein-ridged surface of his huge cock surge wildly against the smooth skin of her naked thigh. Soon they were locked together in a wordless embrace, their hands eagerly exploring each other's body as they rolled about their wide double bed with rapidly mounting abandon.
Rick could scarcely believe the intensity of his young wife's responses to his lovemaking, for she twined her arms and legs around him eagerly and pressed her full red lips against his own with a longing that was freer than anything she had ever ventured before. Finally he could restrain himself no longer. He had to have her! Now!
Rolling over on top of her naked, enticingly outstretched body, he propped himself up on one elbow and began positioning the heavily pulsing head of his thick cock at the hotly welcoming entrance to her cunt, relishing the fur- like softness of her pussy curls against his sensitized hardness.
'Mmmmmmmmmmm,' Nancy sighed as the smooth blood-filled tip of his cock began to penetrate slowly up inside her, widening her tightly gripping cunt little by little as it advanced. It felt so good, so wonderful up between her legs, at once satisfying and heightening the desperate longing there. Fearfully, but with less and less resistance, she wound her arms around his neck, inviting him to thrust all the way into her slippery cum-drenched pussy.
Suddenly their idyllic fucking was interrupted by the sounds of a harsh knocking on the door. For an instant they stared at each other, frozen in position. Nancy could still see Rick's face as it was in that moment, his brow furrowing with annoyance as the pounding on the door was repeated.
'Open up in there!' a stern male voice demanded. 'Police!'
The rest of the evening flashed rapidly before the troubled young wife's eyes like a movie montage – Rick hurrying to the door after slipping on his pants, while she quickly pulled on her dressing gown, the police's efficient search of the apartment after producing a warrant, culminating with the find in the bookshelf, nearly a kilo of marijuana packaged for sale, after which they took Rick off to the police station with Nancy following by taxi.
It was unbelievable to the naive young girl that such a thing could happen to them. Her childhood had left her totally unprepared ever to deal with being suddenly on the wrong side of the law. Of course, it was ridiculous to arrest Rick. The marijuana had obviously been planted in his bookshelf by that dark-haired Spanish girl who had paid such a mysterious visit earlier that day. But she had no proof, only her own word, and that wasn't enough for the police. If only they could find the girl again and force her to tell the police what she knew! But as Rick said, that might be nearly impossible.
With a helpless sigh, Nancy walked a few more steps before she decided to go back to the car, but as she looked up to see where she had walked, however, her mouth fell open in astonishment and disbelief. On the street, scarcely fifty feet away from her, was the very girl the police were looking for, walking toward her! There was no mistaking it.
Nancy would know that close-cropped dark hair and thickly made-up face anywhere.
