Nick Eastwood - Widow on the make

She looked away from the photo and forgot everything but the incredible fuck Dick was giving her. He was pounding his cock into her with lightning speed now, shaking her whole body with the impact, and she knew she couldn't keep from coming much longer.

"Unnnnhhhh, yesssss, I'm almost there!" she moaned. "But I hate to stop, Dick, it's so damned good!"

"I hear you, honey," he groaned, "but I'm about to come myself."

Dotty got the message. If she wanted to get off, she'd better do it soon. She let herself go completely, taking his massive cock to her hot pulpy depths, letting the pleasure build in her pussy till she could hardly contain it.

"Ooooooh, fuck, ooooooh!" she squealed. Here she was taking another man's cock and loving it. She was doing it in the bed she'd shared with Hank for ten years, doing it with Hank's picture staring at her. Now she knew her guilt was gone. She'd always love Hank, but she was free to live again.

She closed her eyes tightly and forgot everything but her deep pleasure as Dick's pile-driving cock took her over the edge and into a violent body-shaking climax. Her cunt clamped vise tight around his deep-driving prick, and the intense friction brought both of them off like crazy.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessssss, whaahhhhhhh!" Dotty screamed.

"Take my load, baby, awwwwwww!" Dick bawled.

They rocked and groaned together for almost a minute, and then Dick flopped down on his back, panting and drained. Dotty felt totally satisfied for the first time in months.

"Thanks, Dick," she smiled. "You were right. I needed that."

Dotty really meant what she told Dick. She'd been married all her adult life, and she'd never fucked anybody but her husband until now. She'd never had a chance to fool around and try sex with other men. Now it was time to experiment.

Maybe some day she'd get married again. She liked being married, and she wanted kids, something she and Hank had never gotten around to doing. But for the time being, she wanted to be free, free to get it on with anybody who attracted her.

But she had to be practical, too. She had to support herself, and her job with Dick didn't pay much. She started looking for work again, and she came across a Help Wanted ad that sounded perfect for her.

The ad was for a housekeeper, and it offered room, board and a very good salary. This was something Dotty could do easily. She knew how to cook and clean. She phoned and arranged to be interviewed for the job.

The next day she drove out to the suburbs and was very impressed to find herself at a beautifully-kept brick mansion. An elderly woman in uniform let her in and ushered her to the study.

"Please wait here," the woman said. "Mr. and Mrs. Winters will be along in a moment."

Soon Dotty was joined by an attractive couple in their early forties, Frank and Andrea Winters. Frank was tall, lean and tanned, his dark hair silvering at the temples. Andrea was a slim graceful brunette.

"Dotty," Frank smiled, "you must wonder why we're offering such a large salary for this job."

"Why, yes, Mr. Winters," Dotty said. "I am curious."

"Please, call us by our first names," Andrea said warmly. "I think you may be just right for the job, but we have to ask you some questions. We need a very special person."

How could they tell she was right for the job without asking her about her qualifications? Dotty was puzzled, but she liked the friendly couple very much.

"We want a woman who's very liberated in her thinking," Frank went on, "somebody who isn't easily shocked."

"Well, I guess I'd qualify," Dotty said, recalling her wild sexual adventures of the past few weeks. "I believe in live and let live. I don't judge other people."

"Perfect," Andrea said. "You see, Dotty, we lead a kind of unusual life. We need a housekeeper who won't get uptight about it."

Dotty didn't have any idea what they were talking about, but she sure wanted the job. Did they run around naked? Did they show dirty movies on their VCR? None of that would bother her.

"I'm not shocked by much," Dotty said, "and I know I can be a good housekeeper. I'd really love to have this job."

"Okay, we'll try it out," Frank said. "You can move in today. You'll have your own room with private bath, of course."

It sounded too good to be true. Dotty moved into the lovely room they'd prepared for her. She discovered that she was to replace the old woman who'd answered the door. There'd be nobody living in the house but her and the Winters.

After cooking and serving dinner, Dotty retired to her room for the evening. She even had her own TV, so she wouldn't be bored. The only thing she lacked was a man, but she could worry about that later. She put on her nightgown and stretched out on her bed to watch television.

Soon there was a knock at the door, and Andrea Winters slipped into the room. She was wearing a see-through negligee that showed every curve of her nice body. She was carrying a couple of martinis.

"I thought you might like a nightcap, Dotty," she smiled.

"Oh, Andrea, how nice of you," Dotty exclaimed. "A drink would be great."

Andrea came and sat on the bed next to Dotty. She sat very close, so close that Dotty could feel the heat of her body and smell her nice cologne. Andrea certainly was a beautiful woman. Somehow Dotty couldn't keep her eyes off her. They chatted as they drank, and Andrea kept inching closer, till finally their thighs were touching.

"You're just what we wanted, Dotty," she said. "You're so attractive."

Wait a second, Dotty thought. What's going on here?

Maybe she was just imagining things, but it seemed like Andrea was coming on to her. That had never happened to Dotty before. She didn't know what to think. Then Andrea reached out and put a hand on her leg, gently caressing.

Dotty turned red. "Andrea, what are you doing?" she gasped.

Andrea grinned. "Dotty, you told us you wouldn't be shocked by anything unusual," she said.

Dotty turned even redder as she finally got the picture. The Winters had wanted a "very special person" as their housekeeper because apparently Andrea swung both ways. Now what to do? Dotty wanted this job very much, but could she make love with another woman?

"Easy," Andrea purred. "It can be very nice."

Dotty gulped. "I-I've never done this before," she said.

"Oh, good," Andrea said. "That's going to make it even more exciting."

She took Dotty's glass and set it aside. Then she leaned close and kissed her on the mouth. Dotty wasn't prepared for that, and she just sat there stunned as Andrea slid her hot little tongue into her mouth and probed around. To her astonishment, Dotty felt a hot rush of excitement, and she began to cream.

Andrea eased her down on her back, still wriggling her tongue in Dotty's mouth. She started running her hands over Dotty's tall curvy body, and Dotty felt another blast of desire. She'd never imagined she could get the hots for another woman.

But Andrea was so good at it. Gently but sensuously caressing her, kissing her hotly, she got Dotty worked up fast. Dotty found herself squirming with horniness in just a few minutes.

Her pussy was swollen, hot and creamy, and her heart was pounding. Finally Andrea came up for air.

"There," she purred, "that wasn't so terrible, was it?"

"No," Dotty admitted with a blush, "but I don't know how to act, Andrea."

"Just enjoy," Andrea laughed. "Whatever feels good, do it. Of course if you're really shocked, you can quit the job. We don't want someone who doesn't approve of our way of life."

Dotty thought fast. This was probably the best job she'd ever get, since she had no other skills besides housekeeping. And she really liked Frank and Andrea. Was it really so evil for two women to make love? She decided to give it a try.