and turned his back to her.
As Sue drifted down little by little from the sensuous heights to which Hub had transported her, she became more and more ashamed of the lustful manner in which she'd responded to him. No matter that she'd done so after being manhandled and spanked into submission, for she'd thoroughly enjoyed that part of it too, and this both worried and puzzled her. Now she was an adulteress and, besides feeling guilty, she was angry at Doug for putting her in the, situation which bad resulted in her cheating on him with his own stepfather.
'Now that you've had what you want,' she snapped, venting all her anger and resentment on Hub, 'will you please get the hell out of my room!'
He just laughed at her. A moment later he reached down and pulled the covers up over himself, then turned off the bedside lamp and settled down for the night.
'Of all the unmitigated gall!' she huffed. 'Where do you get your nerve!'
'The same place you get your sassiness,' he chuckled. 'Now shut your sweet little cocksucking mouth and let's get some sleep.'
For long moments she lay rigid and tense beside him, staring up at the darkened ceiling. Her mind was in a turmoil. One thing was clear, however-Hub intended to be sleeping with her whenever he pleased while her own husband was out of town working. There was no denying that he could satisfy her sexually much better than Doug had ever done, and part of her was attracted to the older man because of that; but the decent part of her still wanted none of these I sinful goings on. She seemed to have no choice in the matter, though. He was taking her over!
Hub began to snore.
Shortly, against her better judgment, Sue gave in to her baser nature. She snuggled up to the warm, hairy I backside of her husband's horny stepfather and went to sleep.
Chapter 7
It was not exactly the sweetest music this side of heaven, but it wasn't bad and the dancing couples seemed to be enjoying it. Sounds of merriment filled the ballroom of the respectable old hotel. The party was being thrown by the city's largest wholesale building materials dealer. It was an annual affair. Contractors large and small were invited, and any guests they cared to bring were more than welcome.
Sue hadn't wanted to come at first, but Hub insisted that she go with him and so, here she was. This was the first date she'd had since she and Doug had got married. It was wrong, of course, to go out with another man while her unsuspecting husband was out of town working, but she couldn't seem to refuse Hub anything any more. Besides, she'd reasoned, going to a party with him couldn't be as wrong as staying home and having sex with him, as she'd been doing for the last several nights.
'Having fun?' Hub asked, as he returned from the bar with fresh drinks for them both. She nodded and smiled at him as he sat down in the booth beside her. 'I can't help feeling guilty, though, going to a party while Doug is off working.'
'Screw Doug,' he said. 'He doesn't have to know about tonight, does he?' He laughed. 'Or last night? Or the night before?'
'He mustn't know,' she said, and took a nervous sip of the drink he'd just brought her. 'I'd die if he found out about us, Hub. I'd just die.'
'What if I decide to kick him out and keep you all to myself?' he asked.
'What?!' she gasped. 'You're not serious!'
He met her frantic gaze and looked her right in the eye.
'Are you?'
He shrugged. 'I don't know if I am or not, but I kind of like having you all to myself.'
Sue blushed. She felt a surge of warmth toward him. 'Are you trying to tell me you love me?'
'Don't go putting words in my mouth, little girl,' he warned. 'All I said was-'
'Copeland!' a male voice boomed. 'Hub Copeland!'
A man of about fifty was walking toward them with his right hand extended. Sue had never seen him before. She noticed that although Hub shook hands with the man and motioned him to sit down with them, he appeared to be slightly annoyed by the intrusion of their privacy.
'You old devil you, how've you been doing?' the man asked, smiling broadly as he took a seat across from both of them. 'I haven't seen you for… must be six or seven months now! Too long, pal. Old friends ought to get together every now and again, if for nothing more than to swap lies!' He slapped the table and laughed uproariously, as if he thought he'd said something extremely funny. Then he turned his attention on Sue. 'This your new missus? Little young for you isn't she?' he asked, winking slyly at Hub. 'Pretty tough. Real pretty girl. Introduce us, man, where's your manners?'
'Jack Barker; Sue Fletcher,' Hub said, with a wave of his hand from one to the other. 'She's my stepson's wife.'
'Oh?' Jack Barker arched an eyebrow and looked at Sue, his manner making her feel uncomfortable. 'And where is he?'
'Doug's a salesman for a correspondence school,' Sue explained. 'He's working out of town at the present.'
'Oh!' Jack Barker exclaimed, his facial expression turning absolutely impish as he shifted his gaze from Sue to Hub and back again.
'You don't understand,' Sue told him, wondering how this stranger had put her on the spot like this, and why she felt it necessary to explain anything to him in the first place. 'You see, my husband is going to college on the G. I. Bill. Only it's summer now and he's working instead… and we're living with Hub for the time being because we're short of money.'
'You're living with Hub,' Jack Barker said. 'And your husband is out of town working? Ooo, la, la!'
Sue's cheeks turned crimson. She looked to Hub for help but he was grinning across the table at his friend. Obviously he was amused. The two men burst out laughing simultaneously. It was more than Sue could graciously take. Glaring at them, she muttered something very unladylike and then took a deep pull on her drink. She already felt tipsy, and knew she was drinking too much.
'Hey, come on, sugar,' Jack Barker coaxed. 'I was just putting you on a little bit, that's all. Honest. I didn't mean anything by it.'
'I don't appreciate being the butt of an off-color joke such as you were making,' Sue told him.
'I'm sorry,' he apologized.
Sue gave him a stony glance and went on sipping her drink.
'Jack's just a fun-loving guy who likes to kid around with people,' Hub said. 'Isn't that right, Jack, old buddy?'
'Hell right,' Jack replied. 'Specially pretty women.'
'The nice man just paid you a compliment, Suzy Baby,' Hub said, as he reached under the table, ran his hand up then down her nylon-encased thigh and gripped her knee. 'Don't you think you ought to thank him?'
Beneath the table Hub was gripping her knee tighter and tighter, applying pressure to force her into saying what he wanted her to say. She winced and then begrudgingly muttered, 'Thank you.'
'Smile and say it again, like you mean it this time.' It was all she could do to keep from crying out, for his powerful fingers were like a vise clamping down on her knee. Forcing a smile, she said, 'Thank you.'
'Would you like to dance with the nice man?' Hub asked.
'If you wa-want me to,' Sue stammered, 'I wi-will.'
'I asked you first,' Hub said, looking nonchalant and innocent as below the table he increased the pressure on her knee.
'Yes, I'd li-like to… dance with the nice man.' she managed to say, grimacing with pain.
'Then ask him for a dance.'
Sue's cheeks flushed with humiliation. To make it even worse, Jack Barker's lewd expression told her that he had the situation pretty well sized up now and could guess what the relationship between her and her
