been suggesting dawned on her, and she suppressed a gasp, not wanting to hurt him even more by showing her revulsion at the thought.
'When I first suspected what was happening, I thought it might relieve Grace's tensions with me a little,' Fred put in, a thoughtful expression on his face. 'But now she acts like maybe she would like to leave me, and I couldn't stand the idea of her running away with another man. Not after all these years.' He clenched his fists in a gesture of helpless anger. 'God, why do things have to be so difficult!'
'M-maybe we could try what you suggested,' Linda said warily, putting her hand on his arm to calm him down. She had thought it over quickly, and she decided that there could be no harm in making Tommy and Grace think there was something between them, especially if Fred was impotent and unable to really do anything to her.
'Y-you mean you'd go along with trying to make them jealous?' Fred asked in pretended astonishment.
'If there's no other way,' Linda answered. 'We can't just sit back and let it happen.' As she thought of the sense of desertion and injustice she would feel if her husband of only a little more than three weeks should go off and leave her for another woman, she broke down into tears.
'Jesus, don't let it get you down completely,' Fred consoled her, moving to stand over her shaking figure and placing his hands tenderly on her shoulders. 'There's still a chance that they'll regret what they're doing and change their minds.' He could feel the softness of her flesh through the flimsy material covering her shoulders, and he let his fingers stroke soothingly across to the smooth bare skin of her slightly bent neck. 'Maybe all we need is to let them see us being tender to each other and they'll see what it's like on the other side of the picture.'
Gently, before she could realize what he was doing, he gripped her smoothly rounded upper arms and forced her to a standing position. Just as he had thought, as soon as she was upright she let her head fall forward against his chest. He could feel the soft warmth of her gently heaving breasts against his shirt, their full ripe firmness evident even through her dress and brassiere beneath. He let her rest her head where it was, under his chin, and slowly rubbed his fingertips up and down her arms. Little by little his body edged closer to hers until he could feel the feminine heat against him, and he longed to crush her loins up tight against his. He could feel his cock jerking eagerly in his pants as the smooth tautness of her belly and thighs came into gradual contact with his own. It was all he could do to keep from groaning out his excitement and the anticipation of what was to come if everything worked according to plan.
Finally she was relaxed against the full length of his body, letting him move his arms around behind her back to hold her like a weeping child in his embrace. Without seeming to do so, he deliberately let his right hand move lower and lower over the curved indentation of the small of her back until it rested on the place where her buttocks began to swell out behind. Under her dress he could feel the narrow elastic band holding her panties up around her hips. Her softly resilient buttocks were vibrating slightly from her persistent crying and he grinned lewdly to himself as he thought of squeezing the luscious half-moons in his fingers and evoking little squeals from her throat. Then she gasped for air after a particularly long and uncontrollable sob, making her youthfully firm belly jerk into full contact with his now aching penis. It was almost more than he could stand and he suddenly gave her a tight crushing squeeze, placing his lips sensuously against her silken blonde hair. Then he felt her stiffen her whole body as if in surprise and fear, and he quickly pushed her away from him to look earnestly into her eyes. He had felt his pulsing cock jerk farther upward toward full erection at the enticing closeness of her body, but he didn't want her to sense his rising excitement yet and be frightened away by it. He still had a few minutes to work with before Grace would arrive with Tommy, and he wanted to work on Linda carefully so as not to spoil the advances he had made so far.
'Then you think we ought to do it?' he asked, referring to the plan of trying to make their marriage partners jealous.
'I-I just don't know,' the confused innocent wife stammered. Then, as if she too were afraid she would change her mind if given half a chance, she quickly added, 'All right, I'll do it… If you think it's the only way,' she conceded in a faltering voice. Her sobs had gradually ceased to take her breath away and she lifted her hands to both sides of her face to push her long blonde hair back into place. The crying had flushed her cheeks to a bright pink, and her full sensual lips were moist and swollen even though she tried to pull them back over her teeth in a grimace of desperate resolution.
'It's the only way,' Fred Furness stated with firmness. He let his eyes wander down hungrily over her young innocent face and on over the enticingly voluptuous contours of her body as she stood hopeless and helpless before him. Her eyelids were closed over the blueness of her pupils, small crystal tear droplets hanging in the long curling lashes, and for that reason, she missed seeing the tiny sensual smile playing over her neighbor's lips as he took in the delicious feast he was about to taste for the first time. The sense of impending triumph over this unsuspecting young bride filled him with obscene, unbounded joy – this was his greatest pleasure in life, and Linda Singleton was by far the best prize he had ever gambled for.
Man, he thought to himself, what a ball you're going to have when you cradle those soft white tits in your hands!
CHAPTER FIVE
In the parking lot where Grace Furness had told Tommy Singleton to wait for her, in a different part of the complex of buildings from where both of them lived, Tommy was sitting in his car, nervously smoking another cigarette. She had told him not to wait after two o'clock if she didn't come, and it was almost that now. He had already set his mind on another exciting afternoon in bed with her, and he was trying to decide how much longer he would wait past two o'clock. He decided to stay an extra fifteen minutes in spite of what she had told him, and at the very moment he made the decision, he saw her wending her way toward his car. She had to make her body twist and turn as she passed among the closely parked cars in front of him, and he gritted his teeth, hissing his breath out between them as he saw her fully mature breasts and hips undulating back and forth from her efforts. He abruptly decided it would be worth it to keep this thing going with her for the time being, despite his initial reservations about agreeing to let her husband try his luck with Linda. Nothing he had ever experienced could compare with the promise of pleasure her body offered him over and over again every time he caught sight of his gorgeous blonde neighbor. He flipped his cigarette away out the window and opened the door to greet her, not even glancing around first to see if anybody they knew was observing him.
'Hi, honey,' she smiled as she came close. 'Sorry I'm a little late, but I couldn't get away from the neighbor next door until now.' She lifted her face up to his and he pressed his lips down over the moist softness she offered to him. Without hesitation her tongue slipped wetly between his lips and probed deep into his mouth, her eager body pressing full length against his sending surges of urgent heat soaring down into his loins.
'The neighbors suspect something is going on,' she almost whispered to him when they finally separated. She looked carefully around the parking lot as if to see if they had been watched.
'So what?' Tommy asked, emboldened by the lustful sensations rushing through his body and his previous success with his friend's wife. 'If it's all right with Fred, who cares about the neighbors?'
'We still have to live here,' Grace explained a little curtly. 'Believe me, it can be awfully uncomfortable if the local gossips get started on you.'
'Are you trying to back out on me now?' Tommy said, surprising himself with the masculine forcefulness in his tone.
'I wouldn't do that in a million years, lover,' she replied, playfully digging her fingers into his ribs. 'But I think I ought to go up to the apartment first, and after a few minutes you come up as quickly and quietly as you can. Don't use the elevator. Somebody might hear it stop and look to see who's coming onto the floor.'
Feeling a sense of relief that she wasn't canceling him out that afternoon, Tommy agreed and watched her leave in the opposite direction from the way she had come. He glanced at his watch and timed himself.
A few minutes later he emerged at the top of the fire stairs and opened the door as softly as he could. To his surprise, Grace was waiting outside her door with a tight smile of complicity on her face.
She put her finger to her lips in a sign for him to keep quiet and then they entered the foyer of the apartment. When the door was shut behind them, Grace put her lips tantalizingly close to his ear and whispered, 'Let's not make a sound until we're in the bedroom with the door closed. Why don't you go into the kitchen first –
