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Lydia Gray: Little boys and Laura

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Lydia Gray


Little boys and Laura

CHAPTER ONE

When Jack Norton climbed into bed, Laura moved over close to him and reached out to take his limp prick in her hand affectionately.

"Not tonight, Laura," Jack sighed, moving away. "I had a bad day and I'm really bushed. Goodnight, dear."

Laura was so mad she wanted to scream at her husband! She wanted to dig her fingernails into his useless, rubber like cock until he bled! It was the same damned thing night after night, month after month, year after year!

She dug her fingernails into her palm, took a deep breath to control her temper, turned away, and whispered, "Good night."

Within minutes, Jack was snoring. Laura adjusted her pillow and changed positions in her search for sweet Morpheus. Her pussy itched, burned with frustration and desire, but she forced herself not to think about her physical being. She turned again, desperately seeking sleep, but it continued to elude her.

Finally, Laura gave up and slipped out of bed. She thought about getting a robe out of the closet, but the house was warm and she didn't want to wake Jack. Somehow, walking naked through the house tonight seemed terribly inappropriate!

Closing the bedroom door, Laura walked into the bathroom and turned the light on. The first thing she saw was her naked body reflected in the full length mirror.

Laura stood appraising herself for a long moment. At the age of forty-two her body was well preserved. She had never had to worry about her weight. Laura was as slender today as she had been in college. She was tall, almost too tall at five-nine, and her body was full without being angular.

Her breasts, which had always been her best feature, were full and heavy. Laura studied them in the mirror. They were perhaps sagging a little now, but they were still proud spheres on her chest. She reached up and cupped her breasts in her hands to lift them and the contact reminded her of the strong need in her body.

How she needed a hard cock driving into her cunt! How she would love to have one in her mouth, sucking it for all she was worth!

She shook her head and drove these thoughts from her mind and began studying her face in the mirror. The wrinkles in her forehead and the tell-tale crow's feet around her eyes were where her age told the most.

Laura Norton was an attractive woman. In college she had often been called a brunette Debby Reynolds and the resemblance was still evident. She wore her jet black hair shoulder length and it had retained its natural silky softness over the years.

Sighing, Laura walked into the living room and began searching for a cigarette. She found one in a crumpled pack on the end table and lighted it.

For some reason this thing with Jack had reached the crisis point tonight. They had been married for twenty-one years. The first seven or eight years had been a prolonged honeymoon. At that point they had fallen into a routine that made the next seven or eight years pleasant.

The past seven years had been a living hell for Laura. Jack had simply lost interest in her sexually. Or was it that he was indulging himself in a series of affairs? Laura often wondered about that. Was he getting his sex outside? She had suspected a number of times that he was playing around, but she had either forced that ugliness out of her mind or been unable to find anything in the way of evidence.

Laura wondered if she was oversexed. Was it normal for a woman her age to think about and yearn for sex so much? The male sex organ was so much on her mind she often caught herself studying mens' crotches as she walked along the street!

Her thoughts returned to her husband and her suspicion that he was playing around. She searched her brain for any new woman in his life. There was no one! Except Candy Delany, the seventeen-year-old daughter of their friends, Mike and Mary Delany. As a favor to Mike and Mary, Jack had hired Candy for the summer. She had started out as a file clerk, but now she was acting as Jack's secretary while Betty Morrow was on vacation.

Laura had always thought it absurd to name anybody Candy, but she had to admit that Candy Delany certainly lived up to her name. She was a gorgeous, auburn-haired girl with a luscious face and figure. But Candy was seventeen! Much too young for Jack. And there was no one else!

She stopped her nervous pacing of the room and returned to the end table to take the last cigarette from the pack and light it as she sat down on the couch.

Laura hated to face it, but it seemed obvious that she was simply no longer desirable sexually. What other explanation could there be? How unfair it was when her desires and needs were stronger than they had ever been in her life!

Maybe my new career will help turn me around, she said to herself. Laura had volunteered to help with the foster children program the year before. She had always wanted children, but Jack would have none of it, not even when she suggested that they become foster parents. Jack simply didn't want children around the house.

So Laura had volunteered to help in what they called the transition stage when the children were between institutions and foster homes. She had worked hard and she initiated a program of taking a small group of children home during the day to teach them the proper attitudes about living in somebody else's home. The program had ended last summer and little had been said about Laura's contribution. Then after several sociologists had made surveys and analyzed the results it was learned that the children Laura had worked with had an infinitely better rate of adjustment in foster homes.

Laura had been approached two weeks ago and offered a permanent position with full salary. She was to begin work the next day and she was both excited and apprehensive about the prospects. Maybe it will take my mind off the seemingly constant crisis I'm faced with, she thought.

Just the thought of her crisis brought her mind back to her body. She reached over to stub the cigarette out and accidentally brushed her arm against her breast. The contact of her flesh against her sensitive nipple sparked the banked coals between her legs.

What she wouldn't give for a nice, hard prick! She closed her eyes for a moment and let her imagination fix on a male penis. She could see the shaft gracefully curving upward toward the swollen pink head. She could see the blue veins pumping their hardness through the gorgeous organ, the hairy balls hanging beneath a tear of lust forming in the eye at the tip.

Laura opened her eyes and shook her head in an attempt to cast off these erotic longings. Her eyes carefully swept the room and the hall. Her ears listened to the night sounds of the house. After a moment she heard the rhythmic cadence of her husband's snoring in the bedroom.

Jack is still asleep, she told herself with a sigh of relief. The itch between her legs had become a desperate burning now and Laura reached down to touch her heavily matted pussy.

The contact of her finger on her sex sent a shock wave of desire coursing through her body. She shook her head telling herself over and over – not again! – but all the time her finger worked its way through her pubic hair and into her slit.

Why not? she asked herself.

Laura spread her legs wide apart and slid her fingers into her already moist slit. She began rubbing up and down the length of her crack and then began caressing her erect and quivering clitoris.

"Ooohhh!" she moaned as she began masturbating in earnest.

CHAPTER TWO

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