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Vicki's cuntmouth gaped open wide. She could see how pink and wet her pussy was getting. That bearing the sounds she made, caused Vicki to shudder in passion. Her fingers were making shameful sounds of sucking and squishing as they dove into her moist pussy.

Suddenly Vicki's legs tensed. She moaned softly and plunged her fingers iii even harder. Dizzying waves of orgasm tore through her lusty pussy and made her shudder wildly. It felt like her pussy was turning inside out the way it was clinging to her fingers.

Vicki tossed her head back and forth on the pillow and her titties jiggled wildly. She was so excited that she never even noticed Pete's eyes flicker open.

Pete had been sleeping peacefully when the bed started shaking. He thought it was part of his dream at first. He was dreaming about driving the truck and it fit perfectly with his dream.

Pete wasn't sure when he had really awakened. He just knew that suddenly he had become aware of a raspy breathing sound next to him. He opened his eyes quickly, thinking that Vicki was probably having a nightmare.

Pete blinked rapidly. He pinched himself to make sure that he was really awake. Then his eyes focused on the sight next to him and his breath caught in his throat. He just couldn't believe what Vicki was doing. It was absolutely disgraceful. He could hardly stand to think about the sinful thing his own, sweet wife was doing.

Pete felt a shudder of revulsion run through his body. He couldn't stop watching, though. He just had to see everything that Vicki was doing. He could see her fingers bunched together, jamming into the pink mouth of her pussy. He watched her other hand do something to the top of her pussyslit. She was jiggling her fingers and moaning at the same time. At first Pete was sure that his wife was possessed.

Suddenly Vicki smiled widely. She closed her eyes and whispered something. Pete couldn't hear her the first time but she said it again more clearly.

"Fuck me!" Vicki hissed. "Please fuck me! I want your big cock to make my pussy come!"

Pete held his breath. He wondered if he should say something to Vicki. He didn't know if he had the nerve. If Vicki really woke up and realized what she was doing, kite would probably never get over being embarrassed. Maybe it would be better to just lie there and see what she was going to do. She wouldn't be able to keep this up for long. Her fingers must be getting tired, jamming them in and out of her pussy that way.

Vicki groaned again. Her pussy spasmed wildly and she plunged her finger in, all the way to the knuckles. It felt so good that she could hardly keep from yelling right out loud.

"Yessss," she hissed. "Oh, yes Pete… that's so wonderful. So much better than before."

Vicki's head jolted back on the pillow. She pulled her fingers from her pussy with a quick snap and jerked the sheet up around her shoulders. Now that it was over she was embarrassed. She never should have taken the chance on being caught by Pete. Playing with her pussy was one thing, but doing it in front of her husband was even worse. Vicki was almost certain that Pete never guessed she played with her pussy after they fucked.

Vicki tried to stay calm. She peeked out at her husband and sighed gratefully as she saw his eyes were closed. Thank God Pete didn't know about her lewd little vice. He'd never understand… never!

Stella giggled as Hank presented her with the box that contained his going-away present. She was just about to unwrap it when they heard a knock on the front door.

"That must be Pete," Hank said, jerking the box out of Stella's hands and putting it under a pillow on the couch. "Don't open that now, Stella… I don't want you to open it in front of Pete. That's all I'd hear about for the next two days if he saw what was in that package. Pete'd be convinced that both of us were going to hell in a handbasket."

"I'll go let Pete in," Stella said, hurrying to the door. "You get your suitcase and I'll drive you both down to the truck."

Stella's mind wasn't exactly on her good-byes when she waved the two men off in the truck. She was in a real hurry to get back home and open the present. She couldn't imagine why Hank hadn't wanted her to open it in front of Pete. It must be something really personal for him to act that way.

When Stella pulled into the driveway she saw Vicki's battered VW there ahead of her. Vicki was sitting in the car waiting for her. Stella frowned slightly. That was odd. Vicki usually had some sort of church thing to go to on Monday mornings. There must be something wrong or she wouldn't be here this early.

"Have… have you got time for a cup of coffee?" Vicki called out, getting out of the car. Her voice sounded kind of strange and Stella noticed that her eyes were red, as if she'd been crying.

"Sure," Stella agreed quickly. "Come on in, Vicki. It's always good to see you."

"I… I would never have bothered you this early," Vicki said as she sat down at the kitchen table. "This is sort of an emergency though. I… I just couldn't stand to stay home another second!"

"Sounds like you need a good shoulder to cry on," Stella murmured, patting the young girl on the shoulder. "I ought to kidnap you for the day and take you down to the truckstop. I could sure use an extra pair of hands right now. I'm short a waitress on the night shift."

Vicki's hands stopped trembling. "Gosh! Do you think I could help you out?" she asked. Her voice sounded excited and a little smile flickered across her face.

"I think that's part of my problem," she confessed. "I'm bored at home. There's nothing to do except that stupid church work and I just hate it!"

Stella didn't remember the box waiting for her in the living room until she and Vicki had arranged for a uniform and discussed the shift that Vicki would work. Then she started giggling when she remembered.

"Hank gave me a present before he left," Stella said, running to the living mom and coming back with the box. "He said I couldn't open it in front of Pete. You won't tell if I open it now, will you?"

"No," Vicki promised. "I wonder what it is. Hurry and open it Stella. It sounds mysterious."

Stella untied the ribbon and loosened the paper on the package. Both of them stared at the long box for a moment.

"Hurry up," Vicki urged. "The suspense is killing me. I want to see why Hank wouldn't let you open it in front of Pete."

Stella lifted the lid on the box. Her eyes opened wide and she blinked, in astonishment. Then she howled with laughter and held out the box so Vicki could see.

Vicki stared at the plastic thing in the box for a long time. She didn't know what to say. She couldn't figure out what it was but it must be something funny because Stella was laughing so hard she was almost crying.

"Uh… what is it?" Vicki asked, blushing a little. "I don't get it, Stella. What's it for anyway?"

Stella put her hands to her face. She was laughing so hard she couldn't even talk.

"You… You don't know what that is?" she gasped. "Oh, Vicki! It's funny! That's a dildo and Hank must have figured I needed it while he was gone!"

Vicki's face turned red. She knew what a dildo was but she'd never seen one before. She stared at the object in the box with amazement and then she giggled slightly.

"I never thought they'd look like that," she blurted out. "It looks pretty big, doesn't it?"

Stella laughed even harder. She pulled a paper out of the bottom of the box and read it silently. Then she howled with laughter again.

"It says this is the super-deluxe model," she chortled. "It's supposed to satisfy every urge. It's battery powered. Look!"

Stella grabbed the bright pink shaft and turned the end of it. The obscene thing started to whirl away vibrating and buzzing.