Young pussy(24)

As he walked into the large office he remarked to his secretary, "It sure is a beautiful day, today. I hope it doesn't rain, because if it rains, I'll get wet. I left my umbrella home the other day when it rained and I forgot to bring the spare one back here again."

"Oh, Mr. Silver, you're always spoofing me," as she turned and gritted her teeth. She muttered under her breath, 'He is the dumbest, most impossible son-of-a-bitch and the biggest pain in the neck that I have ever met. He deserves to eat shit. How I had the rotten luck to be his secretary, I'll never know.'

The five o'clock quitting bell jangled at Elton's thoughts. He realized that the afternoon had flown. 'I must have daydreamed the entire afternoon away. I wonder if I dare to call Sandy. She only lives a few blocks from here. No, I'd better not, if I did she would only get very angry and I love her. I love her and that is why I do everything she says I should do.'

Elton looked out the window and saw that it was not raining. He clocked out and walked towards the subway, still dragging his feet. The ride would be hot and he tugged at his tightly drawn up tie and loosened it on his collar. The beads of perspiration formed on his brow as he went down into the subway hole. He was unaware of the dankness of the air. His thoughts flashed always to Sandy… her lovely gaping pussy. 'Oh, if she'd only let me suck her pussy. I wish she would phone me.'

He allowed himself to be jousted into one of the steaming crowded subway cars and four stops later, when the train ground to a halt, the crowd ejected him onto the subway platform. He climbed the steps, with the paper under his arm and hoped fervently that his wife Sandy would call him tonight.

He picked up the same kind of TV dinner that he always bought. The supermarket was the same. Nothing changed. Elton walked, looked downwards and thought.

For some reason or other it seem like the TV dinner cooked very quickly. Elton gulped it down, licked his fingers, sucked at his teeth and laid down to rest.

Elton's floating dream of Sandy was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone. Elton got up, looked at his watch and remarked out loud, "Gosh it's two o'clock in the morning." His heart began to beat faster and his breathing was heavy with anticipation. Sometimes, Sandy called him at odd hours.

Elton picked up the phone and said, "Hello."

"Elton!"

Elton's heart leaped. It was his wife. It was his love… "Yes dear."

"You God damn son-of-a-bitch. You bastard. What took you so long?"

"But dear…"

"Oh, Elton shut up and listen to me. Dumbo, are you listening to me?"

Elton felt his peter rise as Sandy berated him.

"Elton, are you listening Dumbo?"

"Yes, dear."

"Now listen, Elton. Put your clothes on. Get down and get a taxi and come over to Susan's house. You have the address on your memo pad. Get your arse into gear. Elton! Are you listening to me?"

"Yes dear. I was listening to you, but this taxi…"

"Dumbo, do you or don't you want to see me? Now get the lead out of your pants and move. I expect you here in less than an hour. Do you understand Dumbo? You remember don't you dear, what happens when you are late or don't listen to me?"

"Okay dear. I'm coming right now. Goodbye."

Sandy banged down the receiver and turned to her girl friend and lovemate Susan. "When the Dumbo gets over here we'll throw this flour sack over his head and tie him to the bed post. Then we'll strip his clothes off of him and poke at him lightly. I want him to watch how beautifully I suck you off. Do you suppose that Jim and Pete could come down later and fuck my pussy, make me scream and fill me up with their hot wet sperm. You know the two black studs. I think they are groovy. They have such fierce cocks. Susan, do you remember when you were kissing me while Pete had his cock in my cunt and Jim ripped my arse hole?"

"Let me call them now and set it up for later." Susan wore long mid-thigh length red fisherman net stockings. Her flat shoes were severe in cut and design. She sat almost nude on a brown maple colored stool. Her nude buttocks and milk white flesh made the black garter belt that she wore stand out. She hiked her left leg up and hooked her heel on the edge of her seat exposing her almost hairless pink tinted slot.

Susan's breasts were full and hard. Her pink aureoles made her firm large boobs seem larger than they really were. She had a way of smiling a question. Susan dialed a number, sat back and listened to the phone ring at the other end.

Sandy could not resist the pink trench that Susan without words had asked her to suck. Sandy fell to her knees and licked her lips. She pointed her tongue and placed her lips inside of Susan's inviting hot trench.

"Hello, Pete. Is Jim around?" Susan felt her cunt being sucked.