Peter Jensen - The Virgin Couple

He wouldn’t have had it any ether way, since those were the weeks when his writing peaked to perfection.

As he stood now on the Phillips’ patio, Kim tugged at his arm and whispered, “Do you see that couple standing alone over by the pool? The tall, red-haired girl and the handsome man in the herringbone suit?”

“Yes,” Barry replied. “I see them, baby." “They look as if they’re as bored as we are.”

“They do, don’t they?”

Kim tapped one long fingernail against her gleaming white teeth thoughtfully.

“You know,” she said length, “that man looks extremely interesting, if you know what I mean.”

“I do, indeed,” Barry grinned. “And so does his wife.”

“I wonder,” Kim whispered, “if he’s hung as well as you, darling. I’ll bet he is, almost. I’ll bet he has a lovely long, hard cock.”

Barry grinned again. She was really working herself up, all right; she was going to throw him one hell of a fuck when they got home tonight. He said, “Why don’t we go over there and introduce ourselves?”

“That’s a fine idea, darling.”

Barry’s eyes slowly, languorously, began to undress the red-haired woman as he and Kim started across the patio. Maybe, he reflected, we’ll have something in common, a starting point. And then, later, when we’ve gotten to know them… well, we’ll see about that. Damn, but that red-head is nice! If, as Kim had projected, the tall man possessed a large cock, then it was a certainty the red-head had one hell of a tight, sweet pussy to accommodate it.

As it eventually turned out, Kim was right… and so was he…