"Well, I see Helen hasn't gotten back," Bob said, smiling at Kathy as he closed the door behind him.
"No. She said something about getting my costume," Kathy said off-handedly, trying to fight down the rising passion that had almost brought her off in the hall. She wondered if Bob could smell the vaporizing pussy juice that filled her nose and, she was afraid, that was beginning to fill the room.
"Oh, she'll be gone for a little while," Bob said, winking slyly at her.
Suddenly Kathy realized what was happening. The wardrobe mistress didn't have to go anywhere to get her costume – that was probably right here in the room. Bob Decker had probably told her to get lost for a while until he'd…
"Well, maybe I should go over my lines again," Kathy said nervously, brushing back her hair as she started for the door.
"No need for that," Bob said huskily, reaching behind him as he flipped the lock shut on the door. "We could go over the lines together later. Right now, let's just see how good you are at impromptu acting," he said, staring hotly into her eyes.
"I-I don't understand," Kathy said, backing slightly way from him as she shifted her eyes down to his crotch. She saw a long, thick, hard bulge throbbing at his crotch. Kathy realized now what Bob Decker wanted. And she wasn't so sure if she didn't want the same thing.
"Come on. This sort of thing goes along with the part. It's show biz," Bob said, reaching down and squeezing the growing bulge with his powerful hand.
"Show biz?" Kathy said, almost breaking out laughing. "This isn't Hollywood."
"So what? It's a good excuse for plain old fucking, anyway," Bob said, shrugging his shoulders and breaking out into a broad, sexy smile.
His smile was lewd. Kathy knew that she should be outraged. She should stand up for her fidelity to her marriage vows and tell Bob Decker to go to hell with his big, stiff cock and his come-filled fuck sacs. But the brunette and Dane in the other room had fired up her cunt to an uncontrollable level of heat. Her nipples begged for a male body to sand their sensitive, stiffened tips. Her steamy, mushy pussy ached for a big cock to ram up its sucking hole. Kathy inhaled sharply and closed her eyes. This was going to be the first time she cheated on Joe. And she wasn't going to ruin the experience with a package of guilt. If that came, let it come later. Right now, she wanted to strap on Bob Decker as badly as he wanted to fuck her.
"It's my first time," Kathy said hesitatingly, smiling back at him. "I mean, with anybody else besides my husband," she corrected herself, noticing his smile broaden.
"Then you should be hot for a change," he said as he walked slowly up to her. Kathy thought her heart would pound through her rib cage as she felt Bob's thick, hot lips clamp against hers. She opened her mouth and let his wet tongue slide in while his hands roamed freely over her grinding body. She felt every square inch of her firm body growing warmer as Bob's fingers probed her ass, her crotch, and her boobs.
"Ohhh! Fuck! Fuck!" Kathy heard herself moan as she felt his fingers mash in her nipples. The room spun around crazily as she gripped his zipper. With one quick movement, she pulled the zipper down and slid her hand in.
"Come on and let's cut out this crap," Bob groaned as Kathy wrapped her slender fingers around his stiff prick. She almost cried out loud when she felt the heat from his cock sear through her skin. Joe's cock was longer, but Bob's had a thickness that she knew would please her steamy snatch.
"Oh, shit!" Kathy said as Bob started to unbutton her blouse. Before she knew it, Kathy felt her blouse slip off her shoulders and Bob's hand slip around behind her. He was fumbling, trying to find the snap for her bra.
"Fuck!" he cried in frustration, wrapping his fingers over the cups of her bra. With one powerful pull downward, he tore off her halter.
"Ohhhh!" Kathy groaned, tilting her head back as she felt her big tits, pop out and flop down on her heaving chest. Bob backed away slightly and reached into his pants, pulling out his big, thick cock. Then he moved forward again and lowered his head, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue. Tenderly, he started lapping at Kathy's jutting nipples while he unzipped her skirt. Kathy rolled her head from side to side and moaned almost as loudly as the woman in the other room as Bob laved her tits with spit.
"Ohhhh!" Kathy moaned as she felt her skirt slide down her firm thighs to the floor. She backed away slightly, stepping out of the garment.
"Jesus, you're wet!" Bob exclaimed as he stared at the big dark wet spot on the crotch of her panties.
"Unnnghhh!" Kathy groaned shoving her fingers under the tight elastic waistband of her panties.
"Come on, babe. Let's see those pussy lips of yours," Bob hissed as he stared at her quivering crotch.
"Ohhhh," Kathy cried as she pulled her panties down to her knees. The cool air of the room wafted against her hot labes, making her cunt contract as Kathy stepped out of her panties and kicked them into the far corner. Kathy put her hands on her naked, creamy thighs and faced Bob, throwing her long blonde hair back as he moved his fingers through the thick jungle of blonde hairs that covered her box.
"Aiyeee!" Kathy shrieked as Bob suddenly moved his hands over her cunt-lips. He worked his fingers over her fat, slippery labes. Bob squeezed them together, rubbing the hot, slick edges together while he rubbed his thumb over her blood-engorged clit.
"Oh, Kathy, I'm gonna have some fun with you," Bob groaned as he backed away from the woman and pulled his polo shirt off his powerful chest. Kathy opened her eyes and gasped when she saw his muscular, hairy chest. It wasn't as impressive as Joe's. Few men's bodies were. But Bob's was better than average.
"On the floor?" she said as she watched him open the top of his pants.
"There's plenty to cover the floor with," he said, looking around at all the costumes. "This ought to do," he said, pulling off three dresses and throwing them down in front of Kathy. "Get down on those. I'll be with you in a sec," Bob said, shoving his pants down to his ankles and lifting his giant, quivering prick into the air.
CHAPTER TWO
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhhh fuckin' Jeeesus, fuck meee!" Kathy screamed as she squirmed on the dresses. Her ass was on fire! Kathy felt her pussy drool out cunt-juice like a broken dam. Her clit throbbed like a big bass drum, beating crazily against her swollen labes as her tits ached and twitched for relief. She never thought that she'd do this for any man except Joe. But now she was spreading her legs and hunching up her hot, steaming snatch for Bob, producer of a show that her husband had practically forced her to join.
Moving quickly Bob kicked his pants into the corner of the room and walked slowly toward Kathy. The woman watched his thick, heavily veined cock sway from side to side with each slow step. Kathy thought she could see the blood pound through the thick veins circling his prick, pulling the reddening skin tighter and tighter as pre-come droplets began to ooze out of his expanding piss-slit.
"Oh babe, you're as hot as a pancake griddle," Bob said, looking down at Kathy, obviously enjoying her writhing, snaking contortions on the floor.
"Jesus, you gonna talk or fuck?" Kathy moaned. She couldn't believe that she was talking like some massage parlor slut. Her pussy was all that mattered now. All she could think about was Bob Decker's cock and her straining, aching clit. They had to fuck, put out the fire that was burning up her quivering snatch.
Bob sank to his knees and crawled between her widely splayed legs. Bob moved up until he was straddling Kathy, and started nuzzling her jutting tits. He licked the hot flesh of her tit, jabbing his tongue hard against the tip. Then he engulfed her hard nipple with his hot, wet mouth.
"Fuck!" Kathy groaned, hunching up her knees even harder as she felt Bob's teeth sink gently into her sensitive nipple-flesh. She could feel the tip of his hot prick bang against her ass-cheeks, crawling up higher and higher until it finally brushed against her swollen cunt-lips. Kathy wriggled her ass desperately, trying to lower her ass slightly so that she could suck in Bob's cock with her slippery pussy lips.