The more Sally Jean considered the idea, the funnier it became. She made up her mind and pushed herself to her feet. She was going to do it. She was going to go right in the bedroom and suck Roger's cock to see what would happen.
Sally Jean giggled all the way to the bedroom. She walked with exaggerated care, tiptoeing through the soft pile of the rug. In her mind she was being very quiet, gilding into the bedroom on air until she was standing right next to Roger's sleeping body.
'Oh, boy! Have I got a nice treat for you!' Sally Jean whispered. She whipped the covers off Roger's body and pulled down his pajama pants with one smooth motion. She didn't even notice that Roger hadn't moved.
Sally Jean giggled again as she spied Roger's cock lying small and soft on his thigh. She sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned over so far she almost fell right on top of him.
'Let's see if you can sleep through this!' Sally Jean giggled. She reached out with her fingers and grabbed the soft length of Roger's cock. Then she tickled it all over with the tips of her fingers, trying to make it hard.
'Oh, shit!' Sally Jean muttered. Her light stroking was having no effect at all on Roger's sleeping cock. That struck her as being terribly funny and she had to let go to giggle some more.
'It's going to take more than that to wake you up,' she sighed. Her fingers closed around his soft cock once more and she lowered her head. It was hard to aim her mouth at Roger's prick because she was seeing double. Sally Jean struggled for a moment and blinked until his cock came into focus. Then she popped it right into her open mouth before it could turn into two cocks again.
'Mmmmmm,' Sally Jean moaned. This was kind of fun. Roger's cock was so soft that all of it fit into her mouth at once. She rolled it around with her tongue and started to suck.
Roger was still out cold but his cock was beginning to stir. Sally Jean's eyes widened in surprise as it began growing in her mouth. She sucked a little harder and it stretched out and began to stiffen. Roger's cock was getting hard and he was still sound asleep.
Sally Jean gave a choked little giggle as Roger's prick began to fill her throat. It was awfully funny. She must be doing it right or it wouldn't get hard. His cock was waking up but he was still sleeping.
Sally Jean began to swirl her tongue around the tip of Roger's swelling cock. It jerked a bit in her throat and grew stiffer. He was getting nice and hard now but he was still out cold. Roger was going to sleep right through it. She was sure of that now.
'Mmmmmmm!' Sally Jean groaned. She clamped her lips down a little tighter and began to move her mouth up and down on Roger's prick, just like she was fucking him with her throat. She sucked it in and out for a moment and then she grinned as Roger groaned.
'More,' Roger sighed. He didn't wake up though. He seemed to be talking in his sleep.
Sally Jean sucked harder. She jacked his cock up and down with her lips as fast as she could. Maybe Roger really would wake up. That would be a blast. It would be fun to see the expression on his face when he saw what she was doing.
'That's it, baby,' Roger muttered. 'Get it nice and hard.'
Sally Jean sucked harder and faster. She felt a thrill deep in her pussy at Roger's words. He really liked what she was doing to his cock. She liked it too. As Roger's cock got harder and harder, Sally Jean's pussy began to get sticky with cream. Sucking on Roger's cock was making her pussy twinge in a very pleasant way. She could hardly wait for Roger to wake up and fuck her.
Roger moaned again. He muttered something under his breath. His cock was almost hard enough to fuck with now. Sally Jean quivered with excitement as it began to dribble cream out of the end.
Roger muttered again. Then he opened his mouth wide. 'Suck it all out, Joy,' he said clearly. 'Make my big cock come right in your mouth.'
Sally Jean's eyes flew open. She couldn't have heard Roger right. He had called her Joy. That was the name of his secretary.
Suddenly Sally Jean's head cleared. She felt like she'd been struck by a bolt of lightning. Her head wasn't fuzzy any more and things weren't funny either. She sucked Roger's cock harder and harder, trying to get him to say something else. She still wasn't sure that she'd heard him right.
Roger moaned. He twisted a little under Sally Jean's body and sighed in pleasure.
'You sure know how to suck cocks, Joy! Don't forget to lock the office door. We don't want anyone to walk in while you're sucking my cock.' Sally Jean pulled back so fast that Roger's cock popped out of her mouth with a wet sound. She stared at Roger in shock. This time she was sure that she'd heard him right.
Sally Jean jumped to her feet with a violent motion. She ran out of the bedroom and huddled on the couch. So it was true after all! Roger was fucking another woman. He'd been playing around with his secretary, Joy.
Sally Jean trembled in anger. Her worst suspicions were true. Not only was Roger cheating on her, he was doing things with other women that he wouldn't do with her. Joy had sucked his cock. She had probably squealed and moaned when they were fucking too. Roger expected her to stay at home and act like a proper wife, an innocent little baby, while he went out and did all those wild things she wanted to do with another woman!
The effect of the wine was completely worn off now. Sally Jean was so mad she was fit to be tied. Joy was having all the fun with Roger while she was forced to be prim and proper at home. That wasn't fair at all!
Sally Jean was so mad her hands were shaking. She wanted to go right out and find another man to fuck her. If Roger wouldn't let her do the things she wanted to do, she'd find someone else to appreciate her charms.
Sally Jean headed for the kitchen. She put on a pot of coffee to clear away the last fuzzy effects of the wine. She was going to go straight out and find a lover. Just as soon as she was in condition to drive.
When the coffee was ready Sally Jean gulped two cups, scalding hot. That ought to do it. She slipped on her sexiest outfit and grabbed the car keys. She was going to go out and have fun. The hell with Roger!
Sally Jean didn't glance at her watch until she got into the car. Then she groaned in frustration. It was two o'clock. All the bars would be closed. There was nowhere to go at two o'clock in the morning. She'd have to wait until tomorrow.
It was so dark in the car that Sally Jean couldn't find her purse. She groped around for a moment and then she groaned. She had forgotten it upstairs and her house keys were inside. There was no house key on the ring with the car keys. She always kept the house key in an inside flap of her purse.
Sally Jean got out of the car and headed back upstairs. She'd just have to wake Roger up to let her in. Then she stopped halfway up the stairs and frowned. There was no way she could wake up Roger. He certainly wouldn't wake up to her knock on the door when sucking his cock hadn't brought him out of his sleep. She was locked out and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.
Sally Jean sat down on the stairs and stared at the carpet. She was really in a fix now. Then she sat forward suddenly and listened. There was the sound of a television coning from Nita's apartment. It sounded like they were still up. She hated to knock at this time of night but she didn't really have much of a choice. It was getting cold on the stairs and everyone else was asleep. They'd probably let her spend the night on their couch if she explained the situation.
Sally Jean tiptoed to Nita's apartment door. She could hear Nita's voice. She was definitely still up. She would have to knock and ask to spend the night on their couch.
Sally Jean knocked. She waited for a moment and knocked again. She didn't even think of what she was going to say until the door opened and the most handsome man she'd ever seen gazed at her curiously.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sally Jean swallowed hard. She cleared her throat nervously. 'Uh, hi!' she said, blushing. 'I'm Sally Jean from upstairs and I locked myself out of my apartment. Uh, could I come in and get warm?'
Allen blinked in astonishment. This was the strangest thing that had ever happened to him. He could understand why Sally Jean was cold, though.
The dress she had on was cut down so low in front that he could see a peek of her nipples that were threatening to pop out. The dress was short too. His eyes feasted on inch after inch of tanned thigh before he recovered enough to stand aside and usher her in.
