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CHAPTER ONE

Jim Meade knelt at the foot of the queen-size bed and stared at the girl lying on her back with her head propped on the pillows, her legs spread wide, her golden-haired cunt beautifully exposed.

He wet his lips in anticipation and enjoyed the sight of the naked girl. He was in no rush for action. At age thirty-six, he had learned to pace himself. He was humbly thankful that this young girl had married him. Alice, at age twenty-two, a good-looking blonde with a terrific, lush shape, and the only daughter of wealthy parents, could have had her pick of young guys.

Instead she had chosen him, a divorced man with two teen-aged kids. He had been mated to his boss' daughter for almost two years now, and loved her more than ever. He loved her not only because of the wealth and position he'd brought to their marriage, but also because she returned his love. There was nothing phony about the way she felt about him.

If ever there were a marriage that could be considered a true-love one, it was theirs. His marriage to this gorgeous young girl was far different from the tumultuous one he'd had with Linda, his first wife. That had been a disaster from the very beginning. That marriage had ended three years ago with Linda packing up and leaving home. She had run off with another man. She had divorced him. It had ended fifteen years of strife, discord, and living on a scale slightly above the poverty level, while trying to raise two kids.

All this had changed in the past two years. Since his marriage to Alice. Since she was the boss' daughter, his rise in the firm had been rapid. He was now vice president in charge of sales. A job he was handling quite well.

Seeing Alice staring down at him from her perch on the pillows, he pursed his lips and blew her a kiss. He ran his tongue over his lips suggestively. She nodded and her blue eyes lit up with eager glints. She spread her legs farther apart and humped herself up impishly. She placed her hands under her head and raised herself up to get a better view. Though almost fifteen years younger than her husband, she, too, had learned to pace herself.

From his crouched position on the floor at the foot of the bed, he eased his face forward along the sheet. He slid his chin forward and snaked his naked body up onto the bed. Reaching up, he placed his fingers on her feet. He felt of her slender ankles. He pulled himself forward and eased his tongue far out. He licked the front of her feet. He kissed her ankles. Gently he kneaded her creamy, pinkish-white calves. He licked his way up first one lovely leg, then the other. Up, Down. Unhurriedly he ran his tongue and mouth onto her creamy white skin.

He snaked his way upward onto the bed. He was now kneeling on the floor and bent far forward. This brought his face within smelling distance of her golden-haired cunt. He nibbled at her lush, creamy white thighs. He kissed them. He licked them. He fondled them. This action brought his huge cock to a surging hardness. He eased himself up slightly so his cock wouldn't be bumping against the footboard of the bed. He lay on his hard-on while applying his tongue and mouth to his wife's body.

From her vantage point above him, Alice watched her husband in action. A smile of contentment was on her face. She beat down an urge to hurry him, to get him to shove his enormous cock into her hot cunt. Inclined to be a nympho, she could never get enough of this wonderful guy she'd married. She had disregarded the advice of her friends, parents, and well-wishers who tried telling her she would be making a big mistake in marrying this older, divorced man.

Now, two years and many fucks later, she knew she'd made the right move. Smiling down at her handsome husband, she pursed her lips into a kiss and nodded. "C'mon, lover boy," she whispered, "do me good." She humped her snatch upward impishly.