'Yeah, a guy sitting at the table next to ours. He looked over just as I was ready to come. He knew instantly what I was doing. But there was no way I could stop. I had to come by that time. He got a big bulge in his pants, then ran out as soon as I stopped playing with my pussy.'
'Do you think he went somewhere and jacked off?'
'I'm sure of it. What else could he do? I hated to think of him wasting all that nice come. Too bad I couldn't have followed him and sucked him off.'
'Would you have done that? What would Sam have said?'
'Congratulations, probably. You have to understand, Nita, that Sam wants me to be happy- wants me to feel free and easy about everything in life.'
'I've heard there are men like that, but I'd never met one until now. Are there any more like him around?'
'I'm sure there are. You just have to look. By the way, how's Billy?'
'You know how he is,' Nita replied, surprised by the question. 'You saw him just a little while ago.'
'That isn't what I mean. Is he a good fuck? Does he eat pussy? And do it well? Does he have a nice cock?'
Nita blushed deeply, turned her head to the side for a moment, then sighed. 'Are you reading my mind or taking a shot in the dark?'
'More like a shot in the dark. I just thought that you would have found out by now. I could tell the other night when Sam fucked you that you really liked sex, but you just had to learn to loosen up. What better way than to get it on with someone else, and Billy's handy.'
'Haven't you ever had his cock in you?'
'No,' Mary replied wistfully. 'I'm forty, don't forget. Twice as old as he is.'
'Well, you're more than twice as old as I am. That doesn't make any difference.'
'Yeah, but it's different with another female. I've always found it that way, at least.'
'Are you really interested in him? Would you like to fuck him?'
'Oh yeah! I'd like to do everything with him! I love young cock!'
Nita knew then how she would repay Mary. She removed the double-dido from her cunt and put it aside.
'I hate to break up the party,' Nita said softly, 'but I'd better get my work done or the lady of the house will fire me. I remember her saying something about not trying to take advantage of the situation.'
'I hate to leave, too, but I've got to meet some of the girls for a game of bridge. Thank you, Nita. I really enjoyed this.'
'So did I, Mary. Can we do it again?'
'Oh, yes, baby! Lots of times!'
Chapter Seven
Nita decided to begin that night with her project of getting Billy's cock in Mary's pussy. If Mary was afraid of asking because of their age difference, she'd do it. Besides, she thought it would be a real blast to watch Mary and Billy fuck. That thought surprised the hell out of her, too
During dinner, she dropped enough subtle hints to Billy that he couldn't miss understanding that she wanted him to come to her room later. And sure enough, he was knocking on her door after Mary had gone to her room.
'Hi,' Nita said gaily, opening the door wide for Billy to enter. She was dressed for the occasion-a long T-shirt with nothing underneath. 'Come on in. I thought we could watch a little TV and maybe get better acquainted.'
'Okay. That sounds fine to me. Is that your TV?'
'No. I can't afford one. Mary furnished that one. She said she didn't want me to get bored at night and leave. She's really a nice lady, isn't she?'
'Yeah, I guess so. I can't figure her out, though.' He sat down on the couch in front of the TV.
Nita joined him, sitting fairly close to him. 'Oh? In what way?'
'Well, sometimes I think she's coming on to me and other times she seems like a snob-like she doesn't want me near her. I know she… plays around when Sam isn't here.'
'Are you being critical of her? Her private life is none of our business, is it? If she wants to fuck other men, that's between her and Sam. Besides, maybe Sam knows.'
Billy gave her a startled look. He hadn't expected her to use that particular four-letter word. He'd almost used it, but it surprised him that she casually uttered it. He was also surprised by her defense of Mary.
'Do you really think so?' he asked. 'That Sam knows, I mean. Wouldn't he be upset if he knew?'
'I don't know for sure, but I don't think he'd be upset. Mary's dropped a few hints here and there. She has to explain what those men are doing here, doesn't she? Explain to me, I mean. I do work inside the house, after all. What am I to think if she has a parade of strangers going to her bedroom?'
'Is there usually a parade?'
'Oh, sort of. I don't mean she spends all of her time in there on her back, but she does get fucked on a pretty regular basis, even when Sam isn't here. Would she do that if Sam didn't like it?'
'Sure she would. Lots of women cheat on their husbands. That's been going on for as long as there've been people.'
'Well, maybe it isn't cheating unless the woman gives away something she won't give her husband. How about that? Do you think Mary does something with those other men she won't do with Sam? Or does she leave him wanting while she goes out and fucks other men?'
'How the hell do I know? What gives here, anyway? What the hell are we doing?'
'We're having a conversation. The subject just happens to be Mary.'
'Well, you've surprised the hell out of me! Somehow I didn't expect you to be… well, so open. I thought you were a lot more reserved. You ran away last night before we had a chance to… '
'Before we had a chance to fuck again? Maybe I was timid and reserved. Maybe I thought it was about time I grew up. Maybe I've changed.'
'There are an awful lot of maybes being thrown around. Do you know what this kind of conversation does to me?'
'I can guess. And I know what I hope it does.' Nita ran her hand over the bulge in his pants. 'Yep, that's what it's doing. You aren't going to let that go to waste, are you?'
Nita was surprising the hell out of herself, too. Her boldness, her directness, was far out of character for her. Or for the girl she used to be, anyway. She hadn't been telling Billy a lie. She had decided to grow up and enjoy life. As soon as she learned all about life. She'd gone pretty far along that road, but there was still a long way to go.
'You know I'm not,' he answered softly, his breathing already getting rapid.
'Good.' Nita opened his zipper and fished his prick out into the open. I
Billy pulled her T-shirt over her head, pausing while she changed hands on his cock so he could get it all the way off. Her hand slid up and down the shaft of his prick as he undressed himself. She thought about taking it in her mouth, hesitated because she didn't know what to do with it once she got it there. She made a mental note to ask Mary about sucking cock.
Billy sensed her problem. He was wise enough not to push the issue now. There would be plenty of time for that later on. He could frighten her away if he went too fast, no matter what she said about changing. It was far better to bring her along slowly and train her the way he wanted her to be.
Holding onto his prick, Nita got over Billy's legs, facing him, her cunt just inches away from the head of his prick. She guided the head to her wet cunt lips and then lowered herself slowly. Her eyes were clenched shut. A soft, dreamy smile spread over her face.
Billy squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples while she slid down on his cock, engulfing it to the hilt in her tight, hot cunt. She was so tight and hot and wet that Billy thought he'd go out of his head. When she began to ride him in long, steady strokes, he gasped and squeezed her tits harder.
'I like for you to play with my tits,' Nita whispered. 'Suck my nipples. I like that, too.'
