Wives in torment

CHAPTER ONE

There were two young women in the store when Dan Jacobs entered.

He found them both attractive. He had been planning to stay in the small town but a few days, but he had already changed his mind. He had already seen a number of attractive women.

"Who is that?" Carolyn Merrit asked.

Julia Johnson tried not to look interested in the man who had just walked in. It was all right for Carolyn to act so crazy. Everyone in town, even her husband, knew that Carolyn was a big flirt.

But Julia had only been married a few weeks and it wouldn't do for people to notice her being interested in other men. Still, it was hard to keep her eyes from straying to the handsome features of the stranger.

"I don't know," Julia said sharply. "And you shouldn't be looking."

"Bosh," Carolyn said. "It's all right to look. I bet Jimmy does a lot of looking when he's not around you."

"I doubt it," Julia said.

Carolyn pouted. The pretty little blonde didn't look as if she believed Julia about Jimmy not looking at other women, but then Carolyn didn't know what a prude Jimmy was. He would seldom look at her completely naked and Julia knew she had a good body.

"Damn," Julia said softly.

She had been picking a can off the shelf and it slipped out of her fingers. Carolyn bent to pick it up and Julia was glad. Julia didn't want her friend to see the pained expression that crossed her face.

She didn't know for sure but she believed that Bobby and Carolyn's relationship was the perfect one. Carolyn seemed so free about sex talk and sometimes made crude remarks about men and their abilities.

Julia wondered what kind of crude remarks Carolyn would make if she knew the truth about Jimmy.

"That does it," Carolyn said. "Are you about ready?"

Julia had not finished half her shopping but suddenly she was in a hurry to be out of the store. Twice she had caught the stranger looking at her with obvious interest.

The two girls paid their bills and left the store. They packed the groceries in the back of Julia's station wagon.

"Just a second," Carolyn said. "I forgot something. I'll be right back."

Julia gave her friend a suspicious look, but Carolyn was already going back into the store.

Carolyn's heart was pounding as she walked back into the store again. She didn't really know why she felt she had to get to see the man again, but she knew she had to. She knew it could never amount to anything serious. She flirted with other men but she had never carried it any farther than that. This was going to be another flirting episode and she just didn't want Julia around spoiling her fun.

She found the man on the second aisle looking at some canned peaches. He smiled when he saw her.

"Maybe you can help me," he said. "I really don't know anything about peaches."

"That's a good brand," Carolyn said.

Carolyn couldn't think of anything else to say. She suddenly had a feeling that this was not the kind of man a girl could flirt with. He was the type who took things seriously.

"I have to be going," she said.

She started past him and he grabbed her arm. He didn't grasp her tightly but she couldn't seem to pull away.

"Where's your friend?" he asked.

"Julia?" she said. "She's waiting."

"Why don't you tell her that you have something important to do?"

"I don't know what you mean," Carolyn said.

"Yes you do," he insisted.

And she did know what he meant. Never before had anything happened so fast with her. It had taken her a long time to get really in tune with Bobby and even then her sex life wasn't skyrockets. She somehow knew this man could make skyrockets.

"I couldn't do that," she said.

"I have a room in the hotel across the street," he said slowly. "It's the only one in town. I'm sure you know where room number five is."

"You're crazy," Carolyn said.

The pretty blonde jerked her arm away and hurried away from him.

Dan Jacobs watched her jiggling buttocks disappear with a soft smile on his face.

He had felt her strong attraction to him. He knew she would come to him eventually. It was a shame that it wasn't the other girl, though, the brunette.

That girl was a fantastic looking piece with that long hair down to her fine ass and those big luscious titties. And that mouth. Dan was sure that that inviting mouth could chomp on his pecker all day long.

Dan sighed. Well, she could wait. There were other girls. Like the cute little blonde. She looked more like a high school cheerleader than a married woman. But her body seemed nice and he knew she'd be a good fuck.

Dan took the can of peaches to the cash register and paid the man for them.

He walked out into the bright sunlight and he noticed that the station wagon was gone. So the two young women had left. He wondered how soon it would be before the blonde would return.

He started setting up his camera equipment as soon as he got back to his room. He had three small movie cameras and a tape recorder hidden around the room before he heard the timid knock on his door.

He smiled. She was coming back quicker than he had thought she would.

He was not surprised to find the cute little blonde standing outside his door.

"I don't know why I came," Carolyn said. "I thought we could talk."

Carolyn brushed past him and looked for a place to sit down. She chose the chair farthest from the bed. Yet, she couldn't help giving the bed nervous glances.

"Are you from around here?" she asked.

"No," he said. "You seem nervous. Would you like a drink?"

"Yes," she said.

He mixed two bourbons and brought hers to her. She took the glass with trembling fingers. She took a sip. He had not moved away. Then she felt his hand touching her just below her knee. She was wearing stockings but the flimsy things couldn't hide the heat of his hand.

"Please," she said. "I shouldn't have come here. I've never come to a man's room before. I had to lie to my friend. I don't lie. I…"

He moved his hand to the inside of her leg just at the end of her skirt. She looked down at his hand petrified, as if it were some kind of insect on her.

He bent down and kissed her very softly on her lips. She felt his tongue brush her teeth but she wouldn't open up. She tried to make her body stiff but she couldn't control the shivers permeating her body.

"You shouldn't do that," she said.

"You came here for me to do this," he said.

She looked into his face and she knew his words were true. She had come here for this. She asked herself why. Bobby made her happy. He satisfied her. Then why did she have this big attraction to this man.

"I have to go," she said.

He kissed her again but this time it was a rough, demanding kiss and she had to open her mouth to him. She moaned softly when she felt his tongue slipping into her mouth and going into her throat.

His hand caressed her knees and thighs but he still hadn't gone up under her skirt.

He let her go and stood back from her. He finished his drink off in two hard gulps. She found her eyes drawn to his crotch where she saw the huge bulge forming there.

"You have pretty legs," he said. "I wonder if the rest of you is as pretty."

Her mouth was dry. She looked down at herself and saw that her short skirt had ridden up high on her thighs. Bobby liked garter belts and she had worn her pretty yellow one for him. She saw that it was partly visible.

"Nice," Dan said. "Nice touch."

She kept telling herself that she was a good wife, that she could get up and leave before things got started. She had done nothing wrong yet. Only a kiss. She could leave.

She knew she wouldn't as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Come here," he said.

She stood up and walked to him. He tugged her down into his lap and she felt his hard bulge pressing against her buttocks.

He kissed her throat softly, and then ran his tongue over her cheek and to her mouth. This time his lips were hungry and his tongue fondled her tongue roughly. She was breathing rapidly when he released her.

Once more she looked down at herself and saw the edges of her yellow panties. And his hand slowly crept up under her skirt and touched her pussy. "Oh no," she said. "You shouldn't do that. I shouldn't let you."

She put her hand on his arm but she didn't have the strength to pull him away. His fingers touched her cunt and felt her wet panties.

"You hot little momma," he said. "You're already coming. You sweet thing."

He pulled her back onto the bed on top of him. He bruised her mouth with hard kisses while his hands went underneath her skirt to cup her buttocks.

"Oh God," she said softly.

He pushed her over onto her back and his weight came down on top of her. His hands went to the buttons of her blouse. She put her hand out to stop him once more. It was too late. He peeled her blouse back to reveal her tits concealed in a yellow bra.

"Stop," she pleaded.

"You don't want me to stop," he said. "You want me to fuck you. You have nice tits. Very nice tits."

He lifted her back and easily unsnapped her bra. He pulled it off her and she felt the air against her naked flesh. He cupped one tit in his hand and began to softly massage it.

"Nice," he kept whispering. "Really nice."

He bent his head and his tongue flicked at her nipple. She felt it begin to ache with excitement. His hot mouth closed over it gently. She tried to tug at his head but her fingers just simply ended up running through his curly dark hair while soft, guttural moans escaped her throat.

He opened his mouth wider and more of her creamy flesh was drawn into his hot mouth. He used his tongue and lips on her skin until she could hardly stand it.

"Oh God," she moaned. "Stop. Please stop."

She was not saying it loud enough or forcefully enough to matter. His lips and tongue caressed her titties until they were both swollen with lust. Her skirt was up above her waist and she could feel his hard cock pressed against her thigh.

She knew it wouldn't be long before he took his cock out. She was right about that. He took her hand and pressed it against his stiff bulge.

"Like that, baby?" he said. "I bet it's going to be the biggest one you've ever felt."

She couldn't remember ever having been so hot. Even Bobby, with his good love making techniques, could not make her feel so hot and shivery.

He pressed her hand harder against him and she felt his cock jump through his trousers. She hardly knew what she was doing as she reached for his zipper. Slowly she tugged it down and then reached inside for his cock.

She found his hot cock bunched in his shorts and her small fingers laced around the stem.

"Pull it out, baby," he insisted. "Pull it out."

She swallowed nervously as she tugged his immense rod out through the opening of his trousers. Again she felt the stiff prick jump excitedly in her hot fingers.

She could suddenly feel her panties get even wetter, and her fingers were getting sticky as she moved them up and down on his cock.

"Fine," he gasped. "Baby, you've got a fine hand."

He rolled away from her and made her remove her hand. She wondered what he was doing but she didn't have to wait long to find out. He stripped out of his clothes quickly to reveal a hard, masculine body.

She let her gaze fall to his massive balls and she shivered again.

"Take your panties off, baby," he said. "I'm so hot I can hardly stand it."

"Please," she said. "I can't go through with this. I can't do it."

She kept saying the things she knew she should say but she was taking her panties off at the same time. She slid them down her legs and kicked them off. He licked his lips as he stared at her cunt.

"Hairy," he said. "I like a furry pussy. Spread your legs wide, baby. I'm ready to give you a sweet fucking."

Bobby had never talked to her that way but somehow she found that the words excited her even more. A sweet fucking was what she wanted. She found herself spreading apart her legs and allowing him to look into the pink lips of her pussy.

"You've got a fine looking cunt," he said as he leaned across her. She felt two of his fingers massaging her juicy cunt. She moaned as she felt one of his fingers slipping up inside her.

"I'm ready, baby," he said. "I'm ready to give you a good fucking."

"Yes," she said. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

He got between her legs and she felt the hard head of his cock pressed against her pussy. She screamed as he shoved his huge prick partly into her.

"Fuck me!" she yelled. "Fuck me! Please give it to me good!"

She knew she was loud and somebody might hear but at the moment she didn't give a damn who heard. She wanted to be fucked and fucked good.

He slammed his cock all the way into her and she breathed a sigh of relief. He felt so good inside her. So good. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his back.

"Give it to me, baby," she moaned. "Give it to me!"

He began to fuck her in quick, hard strokes. He was playing with her ass as he fucked her and she was loving it. She wanted to be abused and treated roughly. That was what she'd always wanted and he was giving it to her.

Her breath was coming in loud gasps as she realized she was coming. It had never been like this. She saw the skyrockets that she'd known he'd make her see.

"God," she moaned. "Oh fuck. It feels too good. Too good. I love it. Oh God, I'm coming. I'm coming. Oh Jesus. Oh Jesus! Oh fuck, I LOVE ITTTT!"

Her orgasm shook her body as she'd never been shaken before.

"Oh," she moaned. "It's never been like this. Never."

But his cock was still in her and still hard. He slowly pulled his cock from her and placed it against her, stomach.

"Turn over," he said. "Get up on your hands and knees."

"But what are you going to do?" she asked.

"Just do it," he demanded.

She turned over and got up on her hands and knees. Once more he slammed his cock deep into her pussy. He leaned across her and grabbed her titties as he savagely pounded his cock into her cunt.

"Fuck me!" he cried. "It feels so fucking fine! I love it! I fucking love it! OH JESUSSSSS!"

She felt him explode into her with his hot cum.