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But he promised himself he would be back… soon.

Oblivious to the fact that they had just been spied on, Sue and young John continued to fuck energetically on the floor at the end of her bed.

"Oooohhh, Johhhnny! More, Johnny, more!" she wailed.

The brunette was beside herself with excitement now. Her entire body was charged with an intense sensual energy that threatened to explode any minute. Her buttocks churned fitfully back to meet Johnny's skewering strokes. Her breasts bobbled wildly beneath her. Her long hair hung down on either side of her head as she stared unseeing at the headboard of the bed.

She could feel it building… building.

"Oh Gawd… oh Gawd… oh Gawd… I'm cumming-g-g-g!" she moaned suddenly. She could feel the hot tides of release flowing through every part of her being. It carried her off to some never-never-land, away from herself. "Aaaaaaahhh, won-n-n-derful!" she mewled.

Knowing that he had made the lovely older woman cum drove the boy to his own peak.

"Jeez, me too, Sue! Here I cum-m-m!" He could feel his semen squirting from the head of his prick, deep into her cunt. Her spasming cunt-muscles helped make his orgasm more intense. They were cumming together!

When they recovered enough strength, woman and boy crawled up onto the bed. They lay in a close embrace, arms around one another. They dozed for perhaps an hour.

It was Sue who woke up first.

She looked tenderly into the young sleeping face before her. He's such a wonderful boy, she thought. If only I were younger… or he were older.

But no! It wouldn't be the same if he were older, she decided. Then he'd be just like all the other guys trying to get into her pants. He wouldn't be able to appreciate her as much.

She knew she would have to ask him to leave when he awoke. But this time she felt sure he wouldn't be offended.

They had lived out their experience together. Now they could be content knowing that they had known each other completely for a few minutes, at least.

She squeezed her pussy-muscles happily. My body feels so good, she thought. I won't need to make love for a long time. This beautiful feeling inside me should last forever!

Or so she hoped.

She'd also heard the rumors about the better it feels, the more you want.

She sighed. Already she missed Johnny!

It was almost four in the afternoon by the time Sue got around to having breakfast.

As she had hoped, she and John had parted on good terms. He had accepted her decision when she said they couldn't see each other again. He'd even smiled about it – a slow, knowing smile that Sue didn't quite understand.

Now that the boy was gone, the brunette felt lonely and restless once again. His presence had really brightened up her life the last couple of days. She had never known so much pleasure. Her body had never felt so alive.

As she sat on the living-room couch, sipping a vodka and orange juice, she could feel her pussy still moist and tingling from the boy's lovemaking. She still wore her negligee and she parted the folds to look down at her naked cunt. Her pussy-hair was matted with his cum. The sight aroused her lust. She began to toy with the idea of playing with her clitoris.

Before she had a chance to make up her mind, the front doorbell rang.

Sue's reaction was mixed annoyance and excitement.

He's come back! she thought. She knew he shouldn't have. But her body was ready for him again.

Maybe she'd let him make lover to her just one more time.

She rushed to the door and flung it open.

"Jo…" she started to say.

But it wasn't Johnny. It was Ken Adler.

"Ken!" she exclaimed. Automatically her hand rose to her throat and pulled her negligee tighter.

She was mystified by the strange look on his face. Half angry. Half eager.

"Won't you come in?" she said.

As he headed into the living room, she surveyed him critically. So this was the man she had had such a crush on! This was the man who had fucked the office receptionist in the store room! Her response to him was dulled by her recent experiences with Johnny. She saw him more clearly now… she thought.

He was a good-looking man. His handsome face looked shallow to her now. He didn't seem nearly as honest or charming as young John.

As he stood quietly surveying the room, saying nothing, she felt obligated to speak.

"You'll have to excuse my state of half-dress." Her attempt to be light was a dismal failure. "I'm really being lazy today."

Still he said nothing. Her embarrassment was making her impatient.

"Ken… I assume you have some reason to be here. Would you mind saying something… anything?"

He looked at her and smiled. She felt better. In fact, she felt a return of the old butterflies in the stomach that she always used to feel when Ken Adler smiled at her.

"That orange juice looks good," he said. "Mind if I join you? I'd like a little extra bounce in it, too."

"Sure, I'll be right back." When she returned from the kitchen with his screwdriver, she was startled to find he was drinking hers.

"I see you like orange juice the same way I do, Sue," he said dryly. "Funny, I would never have imagined Miss Sue Walsh sitting alone at home on a Sunday afternoon, drinking orange juice spiked with vodka."

Sue blushed, and was mad at herself for doing so. After all, it was none of his darned business what she did in her own home!

"Every now and then, I like to give myself a little teat," she retorted, just as dryly.

"Yes, I know."

She didn't like the way he was smiling at her. It made her feel naked somehow.

"Ken, you're acting kind of strange. What's this all about, anyway? You've never come to visit me before… And now when you do, you act… weird!" She took a long sip of the drink she had prepared for him. His stare was making her nervous. She needed false courage.

"Well, you know something, Sue? I always used to be kind of in awe of you. I put you up on a pedestal. I was almost afraid to talk to you."

His confession made Sue blush once more. He had always acted so cool. She had had no idea he was so impressed by her.

"Ken, I didn't…"

"Then, this morning, I decided to come by and ask you once more if you'd go out with me." He paused. "But it seems I was a little early… the first time. You see… I was here about four hours ago."

The brunette's heart leaped to her throat. Oh Gawd, no! Don't tell me he knows about me and Johnny! He won't understand! He'll think it was just lust! It was special! I don't want him making it dirty!

She felt desperate. She couldn't stand the idea of somebody else taking that precious something she'd had with Johnny and making it seem nasty and unclean. Immediately, she became defensive.

"What are you talking about, Ken?" she asked impatiently. "So what? So you were here before!"

His excitement grew to match hers.

"So I accidentally happened to see you fucking that Goddamned office boy!"

Sue saw red.

"Don't talk about Johnny like that! You don't know him. You don't know what he's like!" She realized she was shouting, but she couldn't help herself.

"You know he's a Goddamned horny little bastard! He's always talking about how much he'd like to get into the pants of all the girls in the office – especially you!"

Sue felt numb. Her anger evaporated. She was all ears now. Could it be true? Did she mean nothing more to Johnny than a new conquest?

"I don't believe it," she whispered.

"Well, you Goddamned better believe it. That kid has a big mouth when he's around the guys. I already know about two of the other typists he's laid. I think you'll probably be his number-one trophy for a while." He smiled maliciously at her.

Sue was crushed. But she saw a light dawn. "You… you're jealous, aren't you!" she exclaimed with angry conviction. "You wanted to tell me all this to make me feel bad."