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After calling Henry to let him know that we’d be there and no, I didn’t want him to call off his pinochle game… I slowly stirred the crushed tab of ecstasy into Mary’s margarita. I knew I didn’t want her to stop tonight. Even if I did, it wouldn’t make a lot difference now. I knew the gloves were Tommy’s. I knew she refused to kiss me when I got back from the liquor store; then went, brushed her teeth and redid her lipstick. She hadn’t taken a shower until I told her what I had on my mind, so I didn’t think she fucked the little bastard. But I was pretty sure something had happened. I wondered if it was the X or if she had done it before. I didn’t want to think that she did. Besides, I was the one that opened Pandora’s Box.
Jealousy? Excitement? Anger?
I was going to find out.
Taking the drink to the bedroom, I looked through the closet and picked out the dress she bought for some friends wedding we went to last year. She looked good in the black halter styled dress. It showed off her tits and round, tight little ass. It was perfect for what I had planned. I didn’t bother looking through all the boxes of shoes she had, she’d know where the ones that went with the dress were…
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“How come so quiet Baby?”
I loved watching her do her toes, even in the car with her small feet on the dashboard. I reached across the seat, letting my hand settle on the top of her exposed thigh.
“Just a little nervous.”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm… that’s the first time you’ve touched me since we left the house.”
“I didn’t want to spoil your nails.”
“You like the red don’t you?”
“Uhuh.”
I squeezed the firm flesh gently.
“You still ok with this?”
She nodded and closed the polish after finishing the last tiny nail on her little toe.
“It’s what you want. Besides, I’ve never been paid before, even though twenty bucks is pretty cheap; it might be fun.”
She giggled.
“What made you decide you wanted to do it like this?”
“It was easier than saying I wanted to watch you get fucked.”
Her hand covered mine, guiding it between her slowly opening thighs.
“I want you to get me ready for Henry.”
The thin black silk was already damp. I pressed my fingers against the growing warmth.
She moaned softly, edging down in the seat a little more and tilting her hips up. Locating the little knot at the top of her swollen folds, I circled it firmly for a moment before removing my hand.
“D-Don’t tease David… Please…”
“Were here, it’s the eighth house on the left.”
“Damn you.”
I parked the car in the driveway behind his late model silver Cadillac. The porch light came on as I was opening her door.
“I love you David.”
“I love you too Kitten.”
She smiled brightly.
“You haven’t called me that in months.”
“Tonight’s special.”
Taking her hand, I led her up the sidewalk .She wobbled a little on the to high heels. She was definitely fucked up. Henry opened the front door as we crossed the porch.
“I see you found it alright.”
“Directions were perfect.”
“Evening Ma’am. I’m Henry.”
Mary stepped around his extended hand and kissed him on the cheek.
“I’m Mary.”
The old mans eyes were glowing.
“W-well come on in. I got you a margarita already made and some bourbon for you David.”
Henry’s place was a lot like Henry was. Older and a little run down.
“I know it ain’t much, but I call it home. You can have a seat if you want Mary and I’ll get your drink before I show David around.”
“May I use the bathroom?”
“You sure can. You got your own right on in here little Lady. I cleaned it up some for ya. It’s in here off my room. You come along to David and I’ll show ya how the place works. It’s just like I said it was.”
I could see the excitement in the old mans eyes as he led us through the small living room and into his bedroom.
“Your bathroom is right over there. Even got a lock on the door so you can have your privacy.”
He tried not to stare to hard at Mary as she passed him and closed the door.
“Gawd damn David, she’s even prettier than she was last night. I hope you don’t mind, but I called the other fellas and told them I was working a little late. I’d kinda like some time with her before they get here.”
“No problem.”
“I appreciate that. Now that’s the closet I told you about. It goes into my wife’s room where you can keep an eye on every thing. I took the wall out when she got sick so I could go back and forth easier. Them louver doors aren’t much more then decoration. You wanna take a look?”
“I will from the wife’s room.”
“Well come on then.”
I followed him back to the living room and into another bedroom. This one was smaller, but much nicer.
“This was her room before I lost her almost two years ago. That window looks into the dining room and that littler one near the door into the living room. She was sick a long time. I put those things in so she could always hear and see if she wanted too. The grand kids used to talk to her through that one there.”
He was pointing at the one that looked into the dining room.
“I put your bourbon and Coke and some ice on the other side of the bed. You look around and I’ll get Mary her margarita.”
“Just a sec Henry. How many you got coming?”
“Three for sure. I told ya we play pinochle every Saturday night. Maybe one or two more.”
“That’s great. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t say anything to Mary about that. She’s a little new at this.”
“Anything you say.”
I took a twenty out of my pocket.
“I want you to give this to her. She doesn’t need to know about you getting yours for free. Now you go ahead and get her that drink.”
Smiling, he slipped the bill in his pocket and left the room. I checked the closet first. It was a little narrow with all the clothes and things, but only six to eight feet from door to door. I could see all of the old brass bed in Henrys room through the generously spaced slats on the cheap louver closet doors.
The view of the dining room was even better. The sheer curtains let me see into the well-lit room and as long as the light in the wife’s room was off, I could see almost the whole room and no one would see me. The one into the living room wasn’t as good as the other two. I‘d have to be a little more careful not to be seen. Other than that, the whole thing was near perfect.
“Where’s David?”
I could hear her throaty purr pretty well as she walked into the living room.
“He’s still looking around.”
“Thanks for the clean towels in my bathroom. I left my purse in there. I hope that’s alright.”
“T-that’s fine.”
I knew he was way past ready. I went back to the living room. Mary smiled at me when I did.
“Hello Baby.”
“You ready to get the show on the road?”
She flinched at the tone in my voice.
“S-sure David.”
“Then show the man what you got.”
She looked from me to Henry before reaching behind her neck to loosen the tiny clasp behind her neck. The black material loosened a little when it opened.
“Face him.”
She did what I told her to. The old mans eyes widened as she slowly lowered the top of the halter style dress she was wearing, letting the top fall when her hands reached her waist. The dress clung to her hips.
“She’s all yours Henry. Where you want her?”
“T-the bedroom.”
She slowly turned and headed in the direction she had just come from. Her hard, raspberry nipples swayed on her heavy breasts. I slapped her ass she passed.
“Ughhh…”
“Anything you want Henry. Enjoy.”
He never took his eyes off her ass as he followed her, closing the door behind them. I chuckled at the act of privacy as I went into the wife’s old room and through the closet.
When I looked through the louver doors, he was sitting on the edge of the bed facing the closet. He had the twenty in his hand. I watched her take it and then look around the room before dropping it on the worn oak dresser. She started pushing the dress off her hips.
“N-no, not yet. I’d like it if you’d to stand over here in front of me.”
She did as he asked, facing him. He put his hands on her waist, his long fingers closing over her pale skin. Pulling her closer, his hands slid upwards, cupping her breasts. She groaned. He leaned forward. I could hear the wet sounds as his face moved from one side to the other. Mary cradled his head in her hands, pulling him tighter against her chest. She was panting now. He eased her back a step and turned her to face the closet.
“I-I want to see the rest of you now.”
With her eyes tightly closed, she slowly pushed the dress off her hips and down her thighs. The dress fell to the floor when it hit just above her knees. Her hard, plump nipples were wet and shone in the light from above the ceiling. When she bent to pick it up, he pulled her back onto his lap, his fingers closing on her erect, swollen nipples.
“Aahh-ahhhhh…”
I watched as he rolled and tugged and teased her nipples, making the rich pink tips turn almost red. Mary had worked her ass over his leg, straddling his thigh where she was grinding her still covered pussy against it. It wasn’t long before she was whimpering and her body tightened. Henry just kept enjoying her tits as she did.
“Oooohhhhhhhhhhhh…”
He slowed his play, letting her relax for a minute, one hand easing lower and under the wet and stained silk. Mary twisted away. I knew how sensitive her clit was after she came.
“I-I want to see your cock.”
He stood up, watching her tits move and her nipples dance as she stripped off her panties before kneeling in front of him. Her heels now gone, I enjoyed the way her red tipped toes spread against the area carpet around the bed. Henry must have been moving to slow for her. She pushed his hands away and opened the front of his slacks herself. The smile that spread over her face told me she was pleased at what she found when she reached inside.
“That’s nice Henry. I like a long, hard cock.”
When she worked it free, Henry pushed his ass forward. She wrapped her small fingers around it, her pink little tongue brushing over the swollen head.
“Mmmm… You taste good Henry.”
She rubbed the slender prick over her cheek, kissing and running her tongue over it. Henry just stared down at her, trembling with her efforts. He gasped when she plunged her full red lips over almost half its length.
“Damn Girl.’
Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed her head up and down for a minute before letting it pop free and looking up at him.
“Feels like some ones almost ready.”
She nursed the tip, her hands fumbling with his belt and the button at the top of his slacks. After they feel to almost his knees, she started tugging at his blue and green patterned boxers until they joined his slacks again. Lifting his throbbing prick, she pressed it against his belly, the wiry dark gray hair framing the base of his prick and the top of his balls. She began teasing the tightened nut sack with her tongue. Henry started moving his hips.
“Nooooooooo… Not yet, I want this cock inside me first Henry.”
I watched his hands grab her shoulders, urging her off her knees and on to the bed. She opened her thighs for him, her fingers rubbing the top of her very wet and open sex. I resisted the urge to free my now hard cock as he lined up his hips with hers. He rubbed the head of his prick up and down her pink slit until he found what he was looking for and eased forward.
