Rod Strong - Dealing in adultery

I could understand Randall wanting to be rid of Joan. She was no prize, and after having spoken with her at great length the previous night, I saw she had a lousy disposition. And to top things off, she was the world's biggest fucking dummy. I'd had to explain things four different times to her, reassuring her in writing that her first month's premium would be free. Then, and only then had she been willing to take the insurance. And the odd thing was, Roberts was supposed to kill Joan Randall by fucking her to death, which was certainly a far better death than she deserved, while Judy was supposed to be fried. There's no justice in the goddamned world.

Once I was certain Roberts was gone, I walked up to the house and rang the doorbell. I must have rang a good three minutes before Judy answered. She was all bleary-eyed and wrapped in a cotton bathrobe which hugged her lovely curves. When she saw me she seemed a bit apprehensive, wondering if I'd already amassed all the evidence she'd need to divorce her husband. I nodded, showing her three stills from the videotape. In all three, her husband's face was clearly visible.

"That's the woman all right," she nodded, letting me in. "Now I suppose you'll be wanting the balance of your fee."

I handed her a list of the expenses which came to eighty three dollars if you included my meals, which I did.

"Is this all?" she asked, making out a check and handing it to me.

The look on her face was one of disappointment. She obviously had expected me to collect more of the fee I'd charged her yesterday.

"When do you usually take your bath?" I asked.

"How did you know I take a bath instead of a shower?" she wanted to know.

"I'll explain another time. Right now suppose you a answer my question."

"I usually get up at ten o'clock on Saturdays. That's about the time I take a bath."

That gave us an hour and a half, with a twenty minute safety margin. I mean, I don't think Judy Roberts would have been in the mood for fucking with a dead man around, and Ignatz Randall would either end up dead or ready to talk. And then I remembered I didn't dare let him talk to the cops. Someone on the force who was working with this murder group would be sure to get word back to them that I was the one who loused them up, and then I'd have a bunch of assassins coming after me. Contrary to the heroes in the movies; I don't relish a montage of murderers trying to wipe me out. What I'd done to their two hoods last night was enough to keep them from loving me. Ignatz Randall would have to die in his attempt to kill Judy Roberts.

I reached for Judy and she came running into my arms.

"You do like me," she whispered, kissing my face and mouth. "I was so afraid I was a disappointment yesterday."

"You were terrific," I whispered, between kisses. "You were great."

"Can you stay awhile?" she asked, leading me to the bedroom. I noticed only one side of the bed had been slept in. Apparently she made her husband sleep in a different room.

When I turned I saw she had removed her robe. Underneath she was stark naked, and looked lovelier than ever. Her lovely cunt was already soaking wet, and her pubic hair was damp. I could see the tiny clit already straining to stand up, beckoning to me. And oh those lovely thighs, so smooth and rounded. Her standing there as she did was an invitation I didn't dare refuse. I could feel my cock rising to the occasion.

We fell onto the bed and Judy's breathing began to intensify. I showered her neck and face with a dozen kisses, feeling her breath burn. I grabbed for her small but firm tits, lifting the twin handfuls, rubbing and squeezing their expanding nipples. My mouth trailed after my hands, sucking her white, soft flesh, feverishly lapping away at her surging nipples. I sucked each tit into my mouth, one at a time, letting my tongue lash those spiky nipples. After a while I began chewing on them, moving them around in my mouth. I could feel the leather-like texture of the skin as the nipples became even harder and longer.

As I gobbled her luscious boobs Judy pressed herself to me, letting her body luxuriate in the feel of my throbbing cock, pushing against my pants into her belly. I continued devouring her mastoids as she slid down and then up until my stiff peter was pressing into her soaking crotch. Her cunt juices would make a soaking mess of my pants. They were already beginning to simmer in her steaming slot. The temperature in her groin must have been near the boiling point. I stroked her shapely legs again and again, letting my fingers run from her tantalizing, slurping box, down to her knees, and back again. The way Judy writhed one would think her pussy ready to explode.

Now I began kissing my way across her smooth, flat plain of tummy. I paused only to dip my tongue into her sensitive navel, letting said tongue drill deeply into her. At the same time I continued rubbing her shapely thighs. She raised her legs, spreading those tender thighs as she wriggled and squirmed, jerking her torso this way and that under my sure caress. I could hear her wistful, ecstatic sighs.

"You're a fabulous female," I muttered heatedly.

My hand massaged the soaking V of her twat, making her arch her back to enjoy all the more the contact. As my head continued rubbing against her belly, I could feel her hands grasping my hair, almost ready to yank my lips down to her dripping cunt.

Jumping to my feet, I hurriedly undressed, leaving my clothes draped over a nearby chair in such a way I could get into them very quickly, if necessary. My rampant prong sprang away from my body, jutting out its full length. Then I returned to the bed, ready to enjoy the pleasure Judy's succulent body would impart.

I lowered my head to her firm breasts, kissing them again and again, feeling her encircle my neck with her arm. My fingers dipped into the delightful forest of her pubis, lightly touching the wet pussylips.

Once again I kissed my way south, determined to enjoy every bit of this tender-fleshed woman. I wanted to get my hungry mouth on her burning bush. When I got to her pelvis I began to lightly nip the soft flesh through her strainer of hair.

Judy lay back, spreading her loins wide apart, holding my head against her slithery sex. I kissed every spot on her puffy cunt and all along the tops of her thighs. My tongue dipped into the crevices where her legs were joined to her torso. I dined everywhere but in the hungering center of her fiery furrow. My titillating was a test of her willpower as well as that of my own. I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. My chin was soaking in the juices of her squirming quim, and now Judy grabbed me by the hair and forced my face deep into the heart of her pulsating muff. Her raging pussy lips surrounded my face completely, forcing me to breathe in the delightful smell of her deep cunt. I sucked, slurping in the tasty juices as my face parted her frothing cuntlips where no tufts of her curly bush could reach. I felt as if I were being swallowed up inside her creaming vagina as my tongue licked both sides. Then I speared it deep into the bottomless pit of her pleasure, moving it around and around before withdrawing it so I could suck on her now fully extended clitoris. The heady, cologned scent of her steaming pussy tried drawing me deeper into her exotic erotic center, intoxicating me with her sexual drippings.

Now my tongue began to lap furiously, my teeth nibbling on the tender pink, almost red flesh of her labia. It was obvious I was getting to Judy. She seemed on a whirling escalator to the ultimate peak of sexual pleasure. When I peered at her through the dense pelvic hedge I could see her eyes were closed as she jerked her pelvis back and forth. Her hips began to pump wildly and I had to wrap my arms around her waist to calm her down. Her vibes were impossible to control.