husband's stepfather really was. He just sat there, grinning, not volunteering to come to her aid. Apparently he was enjoying her embarrassment.
'Would you dance with me, Mister Barker,' she asked, calling him mister in the hope that it might keep things formal between them and prevent him from getting any ideas of his own about her. That would be all she'd need-to have some average-looking fifty-year-old man calling her up and dropping by the house when both Doug and Hub were gone and from what she'd seen of him so far he was the type who might try to make a play for her.
'All right with you, pal?' Barker asked.
Hub laughed and nodded his consent while, his actions hidden beneath the table, he patted Sue's Abused knee then ran his hand up between her legs, under her short skirt, and cupped her crotch. 'Long as you don't try to maneuver her into a dark corner and slip the meat to her,' he said, hooking the crotchband of her panties to one side with his thumb. 'After all, Jack, she is my daughter-in-law and I have to watch out for her well-being while my stepson is gone.'
As he spoke, all the while looking directly at the man across the booth from them, Hub rather roughly inserted his large, knobby-knuckled middle finger into Sue's blond honeypot. A Lack of precoital moistness caused his unexpected invasion of her privates to hurt. However, this pain had a sexual overtone and, added to the other pain and humiliation she was already suffering, she responded almost immediately. She couldn't help herself. Hub had this strange power over her that she didn't understand at all but was totally unable to protect herself against. Beads of clear feminine lubricant popped out on the walls of her small vagina in copious abundance, coating his finger as he stroked it rather absently in and out of her hair-ringed slit.
Nervously Sue sipped at her drink. She scooted a bit lower in the booth and spread her legs wider apart for the brute of a man who was more her master than her lover. Out of shame over what was being done to her in a public place with people all about, she lowered her head and dropped her gaze. Now she could inadvertently see as well as feel the sinful manipulations of her loins. Her skirt was bunched up at the top of her thighs. Sparse, curly blond tufts of pubic hair were visible as she caught sight of Hub's thick finger dipping in and out of her clefted mound.
In mortified fascination she watched herself being finger-fucked. She wished Hub would stop this lust- inciting insanity, but she couldn't even ask him to quit without giving away the secret, at least to Hub's friend and she would simply die if that nasty old man found out.
The men were talking about past events which held no interest for Sue, so she ignored them as best she could. Jack Barker had said he wanted to wait for a slow tune to dance with her because he didn't like the new dances where no one touched anyone else. She dreaded having to dance with the man. He would probably try to feel her bottom and nibble her earlobe. He looked like that type. Maybe they wouldn't play any more slow songs, she hoped. Maybe Hub would feel the urge and take her home soon, and give her what his passion-provoking finger was making her want in spite of her protesting conscience.
Emitting a soft sigh of surrender to the sensual pleasure being secretly pumped into her, Sue squirmed her rump about and snuggled her furry nest tighter against Hub's naughty hand. She closed her eyes in order to more fully savor the sinful sensations. He was getting to her. A wicked little smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Absently she ran the tip of her pink tongue all around the oval of her soft full parted lips.
Just when she was starting to really enjoy it. Hub withdrew his finger, wiped it on her skirt and said, 'Time to go home.'
Blinking open her eyes, Sue found herself looking across the booth into the leering face of Hub's friend.
'Those little catnaps are great, aren't they?' Barker quipped.
Sue frowned at him.
'Come on,' Hub said. 'Finish your drink and let's get out of here.'
'I don't want any more of it,' she replied, suppressing a giggle because now she wouldn't have to dance with Jack Barker.
'Drink it down.'
Sue shrugged and finished her drink even though her mood alerted her to the fact that she'd already had one too many. There was no point in arguing with Hub, she reasoned almost happily, since she always wound up doing what he wanted her to do anyway… And besides, she didn't want to argue at a time like this, when he had her all worked up and was about to take her home.
Hub's obnoxious buddy followed them outside and across the parking lot. 'Where's your car?' Hub asked.
'I didn't bring it,' Barker said. 'Figured to load up on the free booze and then take a cab home.'
'Safer that way,' Hub agreed, 'if you're gonna get stinko.' But the man wasn't 'stinko' and Sue couldn't understand why he was walking along with them toward Hub's pickup. 'Let me get that door for the little lady,' Jack Barker said and he hurried around the pickup ahead of Sue.
'Why, thank you.' she said, surprised by his gentle-manly act.
He not only opened the door for her, he also took her arm and helped her climb up into the cab of the truck.
'That was very thoughtful of you, Mister Barker she said, smiling sweetly at him as she waited patiently for him to shut the door.
Hub got in on the driver's side, shut the door and then patted the seat beside him. 'Put it here, Suzy Baby.'
Obediently she slid over to the middle of the seat. As soon as she did, Jack Barker climbed in and shut the door. Sue shrugged mentally, figuring that Hub was going to drop his friend off somewhere. She hadn't heard them mention it, but then she hadn't paid too much attention to their conversation. She resented his riding in the truck with them, though, because now she would have to act like a lady and she had this wild, wanton desire to unzip Hub's fly, pull out that big beautiful phallus of his and caress it all the way home.
When they stopped in front of Hub's house his friend was still with them. Sue didn't know what to think. The ride home from the party had been strained and strangely silent. Neither of the men had said a word to each other or to her. The only personal contact of any sort had been when Jack Barker had attempted to play kneesies with her shortly after they'd pulled out of the hotel parking lot. She'd jerked her leg quickly away from his and thrown him an icy glance that had evidently made him know she wasn't interested in that sort of thing, with him, at least.
'What's going on here?' Sue demanded, when Hub swung open the front door of the house and motioned for her and Barker to go on in.
Whack!
'Ouch!' Sue exclaimed, rubbing her stinging asscheek which Hub had just swatted as she hurried through the door. She noticed the sex-hungry look in Jack Barker's eyes as he and Hub followed her inside. Neither of the men were joking and carrying on now. 'Why did you have to do that… in front of him?' Sue whined.
Ignoring her, Hub shut and locked the door. He stood beside his friend, at least a head taller and fifty pounds heavier. Both men were staring at her, looking her up and down. They were making Sue feel uncomfortable, naked almost.
Finally Hub told her to make drinks, explaining that his friend lived only a short distance away and that he'd invited him to join them for a nightcap. Breathing a sigh of relief, Sue made drinks and served them to the men. She went back to the kitchen for her drink and, returning to the living room, made her way toward the easy chair, since both the men were on the couch, one sitting at either end of it. Before she could sit down, however, Hub patted the couch between himself and Barker.
'Put it here.'
'Please, Hub, I'd rather sit over here… if you don't mind.'
'I mind.'
'Hub!' she whined.
'You want a spanking?' he threatened.
'Hub, hush! You're embarrassing me to death!' Sue scolded. 'What will your friend think?'
'He'll probably think that you're a sassy little cunt who deserves getting her butt beat. Now get over here.'
'Hub, please!' she whined, as she hurried over and sat down between the two men. 'You shouldn't talk to
