Mark Carver

Two-way wife

CHAPTER ONE

When Laura Wilson came home from work at twelve-thirty that night, the ripely curved nurse had a surprise for her husband. The surprise had long blonde hair, huge, sexy blue eyes and a deliciously budding young body.

The surprise was also young, drunk and very belligerent.

"Who in the hell is that?" Laura's husband said, staring.

"She's only going to spend the night, Don," the nurse said quickly. "It was either here or the Detention Home. I had a bitch of a time talking the Sheriff's Deputy out of putting her away. She's a runaway and her name is Cindy. Are you feeling any better, honey?" Laura asked the girl tenderly.

"Fuck you," the blonde muttered sullenly. She tossed her gleaming hair out of her face and stared at Don with wild, luminous eyes.

"Watch your mouth," Don said sharply. "Any more crap out of you and I call the Sheriff's office. You don't talk to my wife like that, understand?"

The girl averted her eyes, but nodded slowly.

"How about a sandwich, Cindy?" Laura asked her. "You must be starved."

"Naw, I just wanna crash," Cindy mumbled. "Either that or give me a drink. Or some grass."

"You go to bed right now," Laura said firmly. She quickly made the living-room sofa into a bed and when Cindy started to strip, the couple went into the kitchen. Don got a fresh beer from the refrigerator, aware that the hotly curved blonde had given him a tremendous hard-on. She was an animal, but a tawny, fantastically sexy little bitch.