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Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 01

By: GeorgeTasker



Day 1 -- Friday

Los Angeles, California 2012 -- But not our universe

Raymond Williams breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors closed, finally signalling the end of a tough day at work. Ray was a happily married, thirty one year old accountant who pretty much hated his job. Just as things had been for Ray at high school, at work he felt bullied and the butt of all the jokes. Not only that, he'd snuck a peek at his colleague's payslip and the bastard was earning five thousand dollars a year more than him, despite the fact he'd graduated top of his class and worked his ass off around the office.

Ray sighed again as the elevator reached the lobby and he headed for the front door.

"Goodnight Jim," he waved to the security guard as he went past. 

Jim grunted unintelligibly in reply, he was a little distracted by the bobbing head in his lap as one of the hot secretaries from the law firm on level six was enthusiastically giving him head while he casually watched the security monitors.

Ray gritted his teeth as he stepped out the front door. That was another crappy part of his job, the secretaries at the accounting firm weren't all that attractive, at least not compared to the legal secretaries downstairs. Occasionally when he was particularly stressed he'd get a blowjob from Daisy the receptionist, but she was a little flat-chested for his liking and had a big nose.

Ray sighed as he started heading for home. At least he had Melissa. His lovely wife was the one good thing in his life.

Melissa was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. Way out of Ray's league in fact. For her to have even considered marrying him was a miracle. And with what the firm paid him he knew she wasn't after him for his money. She was absolutely perfect in every way, and she was all his. That was probably why, as much as possible, Ray kept Melissa hidden away. He didn't want to share her with anyone if he could help it.

With thoughts of Melissa cheering him up a little, Ray smiled to himself and started whistling as he headed down the sidewalk towards the bus-stop. 

Ray glanced at his watch. Five thirty-seven. He was running late as usual. He'd missed his bus and the next one wasn't due for about twenty minutes. Typical! His mood soured once again.

When he reached the bus stop he saw that perhaps his luck hadn't completely deserted him. Waiting at the bus stop was a rather beautiful looking young woman. She was tall, with long red hair and a slender, sexy looking body. She had generous looking breasts and a nice tight little ass. The woman was wearing a summery looking yellow dress, that was low cut over her ample breasts and short enough to display her long, nicely tanned legs.

Ray looked at his watch again as he approached the woman, the bus was definitely a long way off.

"Hi there," said the redhead, turning towards Ray as he stopped beside her.

"Hi," replied Ray, openly looking her up and down admiringly. He hesitated for just a moment, wondering if he should wait 'til he got home to Melissa. But it had been a crappy day and he knew he'd get bored waiting for the bus.

"Could I grab a blowjob?" Ray asked, turning back towards her.

Unsurprisingly, the woman cheerfully agreed, "Sure." After all, it would have been extremely rude to refuse. It was considered good manners for a woman to agree to any request from a man for sex. They didn't have to agree to things like marriage and commitment, but for any casual sexual requests it was unthinkable to refuse a male.

The beautiful young redhead knelt down carefully on the sidewalk in front of Ray as he unzipped his fly. Ray noticed she had a graze on one knee, probably from an earlier blowjob, but she didn't complain in the slightest as she knelt on the hard concrete beside the bus stop.

The woman reached into Ray's trousers and fished out his cock for him. He wasn't erect yet, but there was definitely a little swelling and hardening getting underway as the sexy redhead pulled him out and stroked him in her soft hand.

"Cute dick," she commented, giving his shaft a squeeze. The head of his spongy member just poking out from the top of her fist. Her hand felt great on his dick.

She leant forward and gave his semi-erect penis a lick, her tongue swirling around the head of Ray's cock.

"That's nice," breathed Ray, feeling the stress leaking out of him and the obliging woman sucked his cock into her wet mouth. He just hoped he'd be able to get off before the bus arrived, although he supposed she could continue on the bus journey if necessary. The other day Ray had been receiving a handjob from a lovely petite blonde when the bus had reached her stop and she had to leave him hanging. There hadn't been anyone else suitable on the bus, so Ray had gone home to Melissa with painful blue balls. Fortunately she had been more than happy to relieve him.

Ray sighed contentedly as the woman started to bob her head over his cock, which had now fully stiffened in her wetly sucking mouth. She was definitely a good cocksucker.

The woman briefly lifted her mouth off his prick as she regarded his now completely erect manhood. He was around four and a half inches long. Ray knew he was a little below average, but Melissa always told him he was a perfect fit for her mouth.

"Cute," repeated the redhead with a smile before plunging her mouth back down over his cock and starting to suck him in earnest, her cheeks hollowing and her tongue working on his hard shaft as she sucked.

Ray frowned, he wasn't completely sure he liked her referring to his cock as 'cute', but what the hell, she gave pretty good head. He glanced at his watch again, just over ten minutes until the bus was due.

Placing one hand gently on the back of the girl's head to keep her mouth in place, Ray shuffled over to the left a little so he could lean back against the side of the bus stop while she blew him. He closed his eyes and relaxed back, enjoying the feel of the redheads talented mouth sliding up and down his erection, the sounds of his cock wetly squelching in her throat filling his ears.

Ray let her suck his cock diligently for a few more minutes before deciding he'd better hurry up and finish off before the bus arrived. He reached down and grabbed her head in both hands and began to fuck her mouth in earnest. 

Ray moaned as he shoved his erection roughly into the redheads mouth, forcing his cock right into her mouth, her lips pressing right around the very base of his shaft and his balls on her chin. The one advantage of a slightly shorter dick was that most women had little trouble deep throating him.

The woman moaned slightly as Ray's hips thrust, his cock ramming it's way in and out between her soft lips, but she made no sign of objecting to his rough use of her mouth.

It didn't take much more than a minute of his vigorous fucking for Ray to cum. He gave a deep groan as his cock lurched in the woman's mouth and hot sperm spurted across her tongue. Ray moaned, holding her head down on his shooting penis as he spent himself into her agreeable mouth.

When he was finally spent he released her head and zipped himself back up, breathing heavily. "Thanks for that," he said. Even though a woman would never refuse a request for a blowjob, it was still good manners for the man to thank her. At least that's what his father had always told him.

"No problem," replied the redhead, standing back up with a wince as she brushed off her scraped knee.

"You give great head by the way," added Ray. He was tempted to give her boobs a squeeze, she had a really nice looking rack, but before he could help himself to her other charms the bus arrived.

Instead Ray thanked the woman again and followed her onto the bus. There were only a couple of other passengers and no one paid them much attention. Ray sunk into a seat near the door and settled in for the ride home. The blowjob had definitely taken the edge off his stress, but he was still looking forward to getting home to Melissa and giving her a good fucking. As hot as the young redhead had been, his wife was even more beautiful. Not for the first time, Ray thanked the lord that she'd agreed to marry him.

***

Ray arrived home to an empty house.

At first he feared the worst. His wife had finally seen the light and realised she could do better than him and left her. Then he saw the note.

Ray breathed a sigh of relief.

'Hi Ray. I've just gone out with Nick. Will be back by 7. Love Mel.'

Ray frowned. Nick? Who was Nick? Ray couldn't think of anyone called Nick. Melissa didn't have a lot of friends, and Ray liked to keep it that way. Who was this Nick fellow?

Fortunately Ray didn't have too long to wait. He just settled down in front of the TV with a beer when Melissa arrived back at the house.

Trying to hide his concern, Ray casually took a swallow of his beer as his stunning wife walked through the front door. 

Melissa was dressed casually, in a pair of hip hugging blue jeans and a tight fitting pink t-shirt that accentuated her large, firm looking jugs and looked great with her long, wavy blonde hair. She was walking a little strangely though, like she was sore or injured.

"Hi Ray, honey," Melissa greeted him breezily.

"Hi babe," replied Ray, trying to conceal his overprotective distress. "Where've you been? And who's Nick?"

"You know Nick," replied Melissa, causing Ray to be even more confused and concerned. "Nick Cooper. He said he was an old friend of yours. From high school."

Nick Cooper... Ray's blood ran cold at that name. Nick Cooper was the quarterback in the football team at his high school. He was a bully and a giant ass. He'd always treated Ray like shit at school. The ass.

In all the movies, the school bully grew up to be an unemployed loser, while the geeks inherited the earth. But not in Ray William's world. Nick Cooper had more than landed on his feet. He'd married the beautiful captain of the cheerleading team and gone on to become a famous actor. Rich beyond Ray's wildest dreams. What an ass.

Ray swallowed. "Oh right, I remember Nick...". The ass.

Melissa smiled happily. "Well Nick came over to visit you," she explained. "But when I said you were at work he came in for a drink."

Ray nodded, a sense of dread growing in the pit of his stomach. Why would that ass come and visit him?

"He was really sweet," Melissa continued. "I gave him a blowjob and then he asked me to come back to his place to meet some of your other old friends."

"Other old friends?" asked Ray numbly.

Melissa nodded, "Yeah, there were four guys from your old football team. You were on the team with Nick right?"

Ray nodded dazedly, he felt like his life was crumbling around him. He'd told Melissa he was on the football team, but in reality he was the team's waterboy, or more regularly the butt of their jokes and victim of relentless tormenting. They were all real asshole's to him.

"Well they were all really sweet, and very handsome," explained Melissa. "I ended up fucking them all."

"Fucking them all?" repeated Ray quietly.

Melissa nodded cheerily. "It would have been rude to say no. And it was pretty fun. After they were all done Nick had got himself all worked up again so I let him fuck me up the ass. He's got a really nice cock by the way. It's big."

Ray swallowed, trying to suppress his anger. It wasn't her fault. She was right, it would have been rude to say no their requests. Unless a woman was accompanied by a man it was absurd for her to refuse a request for sex. Even a married woman was not exempt, unless she was already with another male. It was just common courtesy for Melissa to let those four footballers fuck her and let Nick stick his apparently large cock into her tight little asshole. That probably explained why she was walking strangely.

Despite all that, it still bugged the hell out of him. This was the very reason he always tried to keep her away from other people, men especially. And Nick Cooper, of all the people in the world, why did it have to be him that buggered Ray's lovely wife? He was such an ass.

"I've never had sex with someone famous before," added Melissa, looking quite pleased with herself.

Ray sighed. There was nothing he could do about it, it had already happened. He swallowed his anger. "I'm glad you had a nice day honey," he said softly.

Melissa grinned and nodded and then waddled gingerly across the room. "I'm going to take a shower and get cleaned up," she said. "I'm a little sore from all those big footballer cocks, so if it's alright with you I'll just give you a blowjob tonight?"

Ray nodded miserably. He'd been looking forward to his wife's pussy all day.

Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 02



Day 2 -- Saturday

Los Angeles, California 2012 -- But not our universe

Ray Williams had gone to bed depressed and angry, but he awoke with a new sense of purpose.

Sure, his incredibly hot blonde wife had been gang banged by the very bullies that had tormented him in high school, culminated by the man he hated the most in all the world fucking her up the ass, but now he had a plan. His wife had only been being polite, but Ray Williams was going to get revenge.

Nick Cooper, school bully, quarterback, and captain of the football team had married the hottest girl in their high school -- the captain of the cheerleading team Christine Taylor. Every boy in school had lusted after the gorgeous blonde cheerleader, but only a few had been able to catch her alone to ask her for sex.

Even Ray had tried to catch Christine Taylor unaccompanied multiple times following his eighteenth birthday, but Nick had almost always been at her side. One time, Ray had gotten close. He'd spotted Christine coming out of the girls locker room by herself and quickly descended on her. Unfortunately, Mr Jackson, the school janitor had reached her first, and before Ray could make his request, she'd been on her knees sucking the old black man's large prick.

Christine was the key to Ray's revenge, and the fact he'd lusted after her at high school would make his revenge even sweeter.

Nick Cooper may have fucked his wife, but Ray would fuck Nick's wife. Then they would be even.

"Do you remember where you went with Nick yesterday?" asked Ray as he got out of bed and started getting dressed.

"Sure," replied his wife sleepily as she rolled over onto her back. She was naked and her ample breasts jiggled slightly on her ribcage like two mountainous peaks.

"Give me the address," instructed Ray. "I need to go and see him."

"Sure," yawned Melissa. "Do you want a blowjob before you go?"

Ray hesitated, although society expected a woman to agree to any and every request for sex from a man, and there was no such compulsion on him, it was still very hard to say no to such an offer.

Ray steeled himself. He had a job to do. "I don't have time sorry sweetie," he apologised, before grabbing a pad and pen to write down the directions to the scene of Melissa's orgy with Nick and the other footballers.

Ray left his beautiful, naked wife alone in bed and headed hurriedly out the front door. The way he figured it, he just needed to catch Nick's wife alone and then he could ask her to fuck him. It should be easy.

It had been almost twelve years since he'd seen Christine Taylor, or Christine Cooper as she was probably called now. Hopefully she still looked just as good now as she had looked in high school.

"Hey, Ray!" called out a voice, disturbing the memories of the sexy cheerleading captain that were filling Ray's mind.

Ray turned in surprise to see Bill Yates, his neighbour, standing by the front door of the house next door. Bill's young daughter Alice was standing beside him, looking particularly fine. The pretty young brunette was wearing a white blouse, knotted between her breasts and exposing her flat, tanned belly, and a tiny tartan skirt that left her long, slim legs bare. The outfit was completely by white ankle socks, black high heeled shoes and her long brown hair tied in pig tails. She was the perfect sexy schoolgirl. A walking wet dream...if she hadn't been only seventeen.

"Hi Bill, how's it going?" replied Ray, walking over to talk to his neighbour. He was a little annoyed by the distraction, he had a mission to complete.

"Pretty good," replied Bill. "You've met my daughter Alice right?"

Ray glanced at his neighbour's sexy teenager daughter. "Sure, of course."

"Well, it's her birthday today," said Bill with a big grin. "My little darling is eighteen today."

Ray smiled, "Happy birthday Alice."

"Thanks Mr Williams," she replied a little shyly.

Ray smiled, fuck she was gorgeous. And eighteen today, that meant...

"Would you like to be her first?" blurted out Bill, interrupting the conclusion that Ray was just coming to.

Ray swallowed. Although no woman would refuse a man's request for sex, this didn't apply until she turned eighteen. Society looked very harshly on underage sex. Likewise a man had no rights to ask for sex from an unaccompanied woman until he was eighteen himself.

Now that Alice had turned eighteen she would start getting requests for sex from men. And looking at the teenagers, tight little body it was likely that those requests would be coming thick and fast. Living right next door, it was inevitable that Ray would eventually have had the chance to ask Alice for favours, but to be offered her first, before anyone else was something special.

Ray bit his lower lip. As much as he wanted to get over to Nick Cooper's house and fuck his wife, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Well a once in Alice's lifetime anyway. He was already hard just thinking about it.

Ray reached out and took Alice's hand. "Thanks Bill, this is mighty neighbourly of you."

"No problem," replied Bill. "Treat her nice. And Alice, be nice to Mr Williams, remember your manners."

"Yes Dad," replied Alice, smiling shyly at Ray. He noticed a slightly wicked glint in her eye.

"Let's use your room," suggested Ray. His wife wouldn't complain if he brought her back to their place, but he thought it might be a little rude after he'd turned down a blowjob from Melissa only minutes earlier.

Ray's sexy eighteen year old neighbour led him back into her house, her tight ass swaying in her schoolgirl skirt as she walked. Bill's wife, and Alice's mother Jane was in the kitchen as they went past. She was a lovely looking middle aged woman that had given Ray a blowjob by the mailbox last Tuesday. He could definitely see where Alice got her looks from.

"Hi Ray," greeted Jane Yates as Ray was led by her daughter upstairs.

Alice's room was a small, pink painted room with a single bed and a few posters of some good looking actors and rock stars on the wall. Ray noticed a little bitterly that there was even a picture of Nick Cooper cut from a movie magazine near the eighteen year old's mirror. The ass.

"You're very beautiful Alice," complemented Ray as he kicked the door shut behind him.

"Thanks Mr Williams," she replied, blushing a little.

"Please, call me Ray," he replied, stepping up to her. Ray put his arms around the hot, sexy teenager and pulled her against him, kissing her eagerly. Alice obligingly melted into his arms, pressing her firm young body against his as her tongue slipped into his mouth.

Ray moaned into her mouth, running his hands down her back and cupping and squeezing her firm young bum through her short skirt. The hard bulge of his cock was pressing insistently against her thigh as they kissed.

When they broke off their kiss, his hands moved to her chest, untying the knot of her blouse and pulling it off her, revealing her perky young breasts. They were a nice size, not as big as his wife's of course, but still considerably more than handful, probably a C cup in Ray's estimation. Not that he knew a whole lot about bra sizes.

Ray cupped Alice's firm tits in his palms and squeezed them eagerly. Her skin felt so warm and soft and youthful, she was incredibly sexy.

"Undo my pants," he instructed as he squeezed her generous tits, rubbing his thumbs across her nipples and feeling them stiffen at his touch.

Alice unbuckled Ray's belt and then opened his fly, pushing his trousers down around his knees and then sliding her hands down into his underwear to take hold of his stiffy in her soft hands.

"Uh!" grunted Ray at the touch of her soft fingers on his prick. He was incredibly turned on, he'd have to be careful here or he would be cumming in her hand.

"Wow," breathed Alice, gently stroking Ray's four and a half inches. "It's so hard... and so big."

Ray smiled, that was the advantage of a virgin. Although she'd no doubt seen other cocks from the frequent public coupling that went on, she had limited first hand basis for comparison when it came to penises.

"Kneel on the bed," instructed Ray as he kicked off his shoes and stepped out from the trousers around his ankles.

Alice climbed up onto her bed and knelt on her hands and knees, arching her back slightly so that her deliciously round ass jutted out invitingly. Her soft rounds breasts swung beneath her and Ray reached out to cup and squeeze one round orb before kneeling on the bed behind her.

Ray moaned in admiration as he ran his palms up the fact of Alice's firm, tanned thighs. Her skin felt so soft. His hard cock was jutting out towards her, trembling in anticipation.

"You're very beautiful Alice. You're going to be getting a lot of attention now that you're eighteen." Ray lifted up the back of Alice's short skirt to reveal her spectacular ass, clad in a skimpy white cotton g-string. The firm round cheeks of her buttocks were absolutely flawless.

"Thanks Mr...I mean thanks Ray," replied Alice as Ray ran his hands over her ass, stroking the smooth globes of her buttocks.

Ray pulled down Alice's g-string, revealing the slit of her cunt, the lips moist in anticipation. Ray cupped a bare ass cheek in each hand and squeezed, glancing at the puckered entrance to her tight little ass. He was a little tempted to fuck her ass, but figured that could wait for another day. Her first time should be her pussy.

"This is great," he murmured as he guided the tip of his trembling erection to Alice's tight eighteen year old pussy. With a breathless grunt he slowly pushed forward, the lips of her cunt opening as he penetrated her, clutching at his shaft as he slowly pushed inside her.

"Oh Ray!" moaned Alice at his entry.

God she was tight. Ray moaned as pushed himself the rest of the way inside the hot young brunette, holding her by her slim waist as he gently started to fuck her. 

As far as Ray was aware he'd never fucked an eighteen year old girl before. Typically the younger girls would be accompanied in public by their father or boyfriend so there was little opportunity to approach them for sex, especially if they were pretty like Alice. This was a sweet moment indeed, almost enough to make Ray forget about Nick Cooper fucking his wife yesterday. Almost.

Both Ray and Alice moaned as he started to thrust against her from behind, his hips slapping against her firm posterior as he pumped his below average cock in and out of Alice's tight pussy. It felt amazing, Ray was definitely going to have to make sure he made frequent use of his neighbours hot young daughter.

Unable to resist the temptation, Ray reached out and grabbed Alice by the hair, a ponytail in each hand. He pulled on her hair for leverage as he fucked her doggy style, jerking her head up and causing her back to arch and her ass to push back harder against him.

"Oh Ray!" groaned Alice, clearly enjoying his thrusting cock as he pistoned against her from behind.

She was so tight and so hot that he wasn't going to last long. Fortunately, much like size, Alice didn't have a lot of reference in terms of stamina, so hopefully she wasn't going to be disappointed.

"Oh, that's it Alice!" he grunted as he humped against the perfect eighteen year old. She felt so good.

"Oh Ray!" gasped Alice, her breathing hard and fast as he bucked against her, shunting her forward on the bed with each thrust.

"Is it okay if I cum inside you?" asked Ray, yanking on her pig tails as he slammed into her. 

"Yes, fill me up," gasped Alice, clearly enjoying the feel of his cock in her tight pussy. "I'm on the pill." Ray was nothing, if not polite. With the possibility, or in the case of someone that looked like Alice probability, of getting asked to have sex whenever they walked down the street alone, most women were on the pill. But in Alice's case she had only just turned eighteen so Ray thought it would be best to ask first.

"Oh fuck!" groaned Ray, his hips madly jackhammering against the teenagers perfect bum. "Here...it...comes!" With a loud cry Ray exploded inside the beautiful eighteen year old's pussy. Thick ropes of his seed flooded her snatch as Ray orgasmed wildly.

Alice herself cried out in pleasure as her older neighbour shot his load into her cunt. Whether she was genuinely climaxing, or just being polite Ray didn't know, and didn't really care truthfully either.

"Yeah, that was good!" groaned Ray as he left go of Alice's pig tails and squeezed the firm cheeks of her ass, rolling his hips and squeezing the last drops of his sperm inside her.

"Wow," breathed Alice, pushing her butt back against her neighbour's crotch. "That was great Mr Williams."

"Yeah," breathed Ray in agreement. "But call me Ray."

Ray pulled out and rolled onto the bed beside the pretty brunette, catching his breath. As sweet as that had been, he had a mission to complete, and someone else to fuck. Hopefully he wouldn't have any trouble getting it up again.

***

A couple of hours later, following a shower and then a coffee with Bill and Jane Yates, Ray got back in his car and drove to the address that his wife had given him from her encounter with the football team the previous day.

It was a nice split level house in the suburbs, way nicer than Ray's house, but perhaps not quite as fancy as he'd been expecting from a celebrity actor.

Ray approached the front door and knocked determinedly. He prayed that Nick wasn't home and he'd catch Christine alone.

The door swung open and he was greeted by a gorgeous brunette. She was still beautiful then. Perhaps not quite as amazing as he'd remembered from high school, and her blonde hair was now dyed brown, but still very attractive.

She was dressed like she was just on her way to the gym, it a pair of clinging black sweat pants, that were low slung on her hips, revealing a hint of a toned flat stomach and the sides of her pink g-string straps. Her top was a skin-tight orange tank top that clung to an impressive pair of beautiful round hooters that thrust out from her chest demanding attention and seemingly defying gravity.

"Can I help you?" she asked in surprise, showing no sign of recognising him from twelve years ago.

Ray looked over her shoulder into the house. "Are you alone?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yes, my husband is at football practise..."

"Good," said Ray, inside he was whooping with joy. "I want to have sex with you."

"Oh," the woman seemed surprised at this. "Sure, I guess I can help you out. My husband will be back soon though so we'll have to be quick."

She stepped back at let him step past her and into the house.

"So, um, what do you want to do then?" she asked as she followed him into the lounge.

"I want to fuck you up the ass," growled Ray. "Get your clothes off."

She raised an eyebrow at that. "Okay then, whatever you want."

She reached for the bottom of her tank top and tugged it up over her head. Beneath she was wearing a black sports bra that was restraining her impressive rack. 

As she bent forward to unlace her sports shoes, Ray moved behind her and ran his palm across the smooth expanse of her buttocks, feeling the firm cheeks through her sweatpants. She had a nicely toned ass and obviously kept in shape. Perhaps not quite as firm as Alice's, but still very impressive for a thirty year old woman.

"You're very eager," she commented as she peeled off her pants, revealing her pink g-string panties and long, nicely-toned legs. "Were you just passing by or did you see me on my way home from the gym?"

Ray unzipped his pants. "I know your husband. I used to be on his high school football team."

"Really?" she replied, looking him up and down more deliberately. "You don't look like a footballer, and I don't remember you from school."

Ray scowled. That pissed him off a little, not that there was any reason she should remember him.

"Just shut up and get naked!" he snapped.

"Hey!" she protested. "Be polite!"

Ray swallowed. She was right, here she was being all nice and letting him fuck her in the ass, and he was acting like a rude prick. "Sorry," he quickly apologised. "I had a rough day yesterday."

Her anger immediately softened at his change of tone. "That's okay. So, um, we'd better get on with this."

Still wearing her bra and panties, she stepped forward and reached inside the open front of Ray's trousers. His cock was already hard, despite the workout that his neighbour's eighteen year old daughter had given it. Probably the anticipation of fucking the one and only Christine Taylor was motivating him into stiffness.

"I see this little man is polite and at attention," she grinned as she pulled out his erection and stroked it in her cool hand.

Ray grimaced slightly at the term 'little man', but didn't let it put him off the mission in front of him. He reached up, running his palms up her sides, over her ribs and cupping her ample breasts through her sports bra, giving them a firm squeeze.

It might have been the sports bra, but her tits felt amazingly firm. Ray moaned and squeezed them again, this time harder, letting his fingers sink deep into the ample round melons. She gasped slightly as he roughly mauled her big jugs, his cock lurching in her soft hands.

"You said you wanted anal right?" she asked him for clarification.

"That's right," breathed Ray. He was so looking forward to tapping the sweet ass he'd lusted over through all his teenage years.

"Fine," she agreed. "But I'd better go get some Vaseline from the bathroom. Back in a minute."

She pried his hands off her big tits and hurried off towards the bathroom. Ray admired the sway of her g-string framed buttocks as she left.

He quickly stripped off the rest of his clothes before she returned, a small tub of Vaseline in hand. She handed him the tub and with her other hand stroked his erection.

"It's been a while since I've done anal so make sure you use plenty," she advised, glancing down at the four and a half inches in her hand. "At least you won't rip me up with this little man though."

"Lie down on the couch," instructed Ray as he popped the lid off the Vaseline and scooped some out onto his fingers. He ignored the comment about the size of his cock.

She peeled off her g-string, but left her bra on as she lay face down on the couch. Ray caught a brief glimpse of her neatly trimmed landing strip, he couldn't help be a little disappointed it wasn't blonde as he'd always imagined it in his high school masturbation fantasies. But maybe she dyed it like she'd done with her hair.

Ray straddled the back of her thighs and used one hand to grab hold of her ass by her left buttock. His other hand liberally applied the Vaseline to her tight asshole, tentatively probing a few fingers inside her causing her to gasp in slight discomfort.

"Are you sure you don't just want to use my pussy?" she offered.

"No, this is what I want," grunted Ray, sawing his index finger in and out of her ass, it felt nice and tight, like Alice's teenage snatch had been.

Ray scooped out some more Vaseline and rubbed it on his cock for good measure before positioning himself on top of the gorgeous cheerleader. He ground down with his hips, his erection sliding up through the crack of her ass as her soft buttocks sheathed his shaft.

"Here we go Christine," he breathed in her ear, reaching down between them and guiding the head of his lubricated cock against her anus.

"Huh?" she asked, then suddenly cried out as Ray pushed his dick into her ass.

"Oh fuck!" she gasped, burying her face in the pillow of the couch.

"Shit that's tight!" groaned Ray as he pushed more of his cock into her tight bum. Only about half of his length was inside her vice like passage.

"Uh!" she gasped as Ray shoved again, wedging more of his stubby length inside her. She was become slightly more used to his presence, her ass relaxing somewhat and the Vaseline working wonders to ease his entrance.




Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 02



Ray rolled his hips, shoving the full length of his prick into her tight ass, his balls pressing against her buttocks as he bottomed out.

"Ah!" she gasped. "I didn't think you were that big," she moaned in discomfort.

Ray grinned as he started to fuck the gorgeous brunette up the ass. He was lying on top of her, his crotch up firmly against her round buttocks and his back arched up to improve the angle and sink himself deep inside her. 

Ray panted as his hips pumped and pummelled the gorgeous cheerleader down into the couch from behind.

"That's it Christine, take that cock!" he groaned, shoving hard and deep inside her.

She cried out, her protests muffled with her face down in the couch cushions.

"Oh God!" groaned Ray. She felt amazing. Clutching his cock so tightly. If he hadn't already spent himself in teenage pussy a few hours earlier then he'd probably have already cum. This way he could stretch it out and enjoy his revenge.

She moaned beneath him as he drove his erection in and out of her clenching orifice. She writhed beneath him, her hips rolling with his thrusts so that it felt like she was squeezing his cock in her ass each time he bottomed out.

It only took a few minutes for Ray's stamina to be spent, with a victorious shout of pleasure he exploded, pumping his hot seed up the cheerleader's tight ass, drilling her down into the couch.

"Fuck yeah! That felt like triumph!" he moaned as his spent cock slipped out of her flawless ass.

Just as he climbed off her the front door opened and a hulking footballer stepped through the front door. He was still wearing his football gear and Ray recognised him straight away.

"What the fuck is going on here?" asked Tommy Malone, linebacker from Ray's old high school football team. It was not Nick. So that meant.

"Hi Tommy," said the brunette as she sat up on the couch, ignoring Ray's cum leaking from her ass. "I told him you'd be home soon, but he wanted a fuck." She turned to Ray. "Why were you calling me Christine anyway?"

Ray swallowed as it all fell into place. Nick hadn't taken Melissa back to his house, but Tommy was definitely one of the footballers that had fucked her. So the brunette wasn't Christine Taylor...

"Ray? Ray Williams?" said Tommy in surprise as he recognised the skinny accountant.

"Hi Tommy," replied Ray quietly. He reached for his clothes, it was definitely time to get out of there.



Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 03



Day 3 -- Sunday

Los Angeles, California 2012 -- But not our universe

Fortunately for Ray, Tommy Malone had been too surprised to protest much when he'd walked in on Ray fucking his wife in the butt. The huge linebacker had been a little pissed off with Ray of course, but she'd been alone at the time so technically Ray had done nothing wrong and Tommy had no cause for complaint.

Jill, Tommy's wife had also gone to school with Ray, Nick, Tommy and Christine and had in fact been on the cheerleading team with Christine. That was probably why Ray had recognised her and assumed she was Christine. He was actually a little annoyed that Jill hadn't recognised him, as she'd once given him a handjob during maths class back in their senior year of high school. But then again, Ray had thought she was Christine so he could hardly hold a grudge.

Ray was pretty sure that Tommy and Jill wouldn't think there was anything strange about his arrival and tip off Nick about the incident. He'd even managed to get Nick and Christine's correct address from Tommy under the guise of wanting to catch up with old friends. All in all, it wasn't a complete disaster after all.

After fucking both Alice, his eighteen year old neighbour, and Jill, Ray had decided he might be pushing his stamina too far if he confronted Christine as well, so instead he'd gone straight home after leaving Tommy's house.

That evening, his wife Melissa had even offered him anal sex, to make up for her soreness on Friday night. He tried to take her up on the offer, but just hadn't been able to get it up. He was completely spent.

***

On Sunday morning, following his mistaken identity run in with Jill, Ray woke up to the delightful sensation of his wife Melissa's talented mouth on his cock.

It seemed that his fatigue from the previous day was gone, as he was hard as a rock, and responding rather excitedly to Melissa's warm lips sliding up and down his morning wood.

"Good morning baby," he breathed with a grin as Melissa's tongue swirled over the underside of his trembling erection.

"Morffphnig hohfey," came Melissa's muffled reply around her mouthful of cock.

Ray sighed in contentment and stared up at the ceiling as his dutiful wife sucked on his penis. He briefly wondered if he should give up on his quest for revenge and spend the day in bed screwing the gorgeous creature that was currently orally worshipping his manhood.

Then he remembered the way Melissa had been walking when she'd got back from Nick using her, and the apparent admiration she'd had for the asshole's supposedly big cock. No, he was determined to have sex with Nick's wife Christine. He had the right address this time and there was no stopping him!

Ray reached out and gently took hold of Melissa's head, lifting her up off his prick. He pulled her up slightly so that he could look her in the eyes, his dick, slick with her saliva, slipping between her heavy breasts and sliding snugly into her cleavage. That didn't help his resolve.

"Sorry sweetie, but I've got to head away early this morning," he told her. He wanted to save his load for Christine today, he was determined not to get sidetracked like yesterday, no matter what was on offer. His cock did feel pretty nice lodged between Melissa's ample jugs however.

Melissa pouted. "But it's Sunday honey."

"I know," he replied apologetically. "The auditor needs to see me urgently at work."

"We can't leave you all hard and unattended," replied Melissa with a smile, she slid her smooth body against him, pressing her ample tits up against his erection. "You now how your balls get all sore when they're not properly milked."

Ray winced, he wished he could just fuck her right then and there, but he had to stay focussed on his mission.

"Don't worry baby, I'll find someone on the bus to give me a blowjob or something."

Melissa pouted again. "Aw, that's not fair, I get you all worked up and someone else gets to drink the cream."

Ray grinned. He really was lucky to have such a loving wife. "I promise I'll save you some for tonight."

"You'd better!" Melissa relented, rolling off him and letting him get up.

***

According to the address that Tommy Malone had given him, Nick and Christine Cooper's house was about an hours drive away from where Ray lived, in the much more expensive and upmarket area of the city.

Ray had just pulled to a stop for a red light when there was a loud crunching noise and his car was shunted violently forwards. Ray's head snapped forward and smacked against the steering wheel.

"What the fuck.." he murmured as he rubbed his forehead where it had struck the wheel. Feeling slightly dazed he opened the door and clambered out of the car.

Behind him was a bright red sports car, the front of which was crumpled in slightly. Ray glanced back at his own car as saw there was very little damage, the brunt of the impact had been taken on his tow bar.

"Oh shit, I'm soooo sorry sir," said a young woman's voice as she got out of the sports car, a look of horror on her face.

She was blonde and looked to be in her early twenties. She was wearing a tight red mini-dress and matching high heeled shoes. She had a hot looking body, the dress clinging to her generous curves. She was definitely the perfect blonde Californian babe.

Ray swallowed. If he hadn't been in a rush to get to Christine he would have loved to have asked her for a blowjob.

"Are you okay sir?" asked a second voice as the passenger door opened.

Ray blinked in surprise as an equally attractive busty blonde emerged. This one was wearing a black mini-dress and looked very similar to the first babe.

"Twins?" he breathed in surprise, his throat going dry.

The first girl, the driver in the red dress grinned. "Yeah, I'm Danielle and this is Devon, my sister."

Ray licked his lips. "Are you alone?" Like any red blooded male, Ray had always wanted to sleep with twins. He'd never, ever imagined he would get a chance, especially with one's as hot as these two. Even in a world of free sex, this was quite an opportunity.

Danielle smiled in resignation. "I knew you were going to ask that."

"Well you did crash into his car Danielle," cut in Devon.

"Sorry," apologised Danielle. "We were in a hurry to get across town. If we stop for too long anywhere we tend to get sidetracked by someone."

Devon nodded. "Yesterday we even got flagged down by a cop who wanted us to give him a double blowjob. We were about half an hour late to work as usual."

Ray nodded, feeling a tingling in his crotch.

"Look, I really am sorry I ran into your car," said Danielle. "It's probably only fair we give you a threesome to say sorry."

Ray's eyes widened, was he really hearing this. He felt like he should pinch himself to check if he was dreaming. He chewed his lower lip and glanced at his watch. He figured he still had plenty of time.

Devon nodded in agreement to Danielle's suggestion and approached Ray. She put an arm around his shoulder. "We do owe you one, that's for sure."

Ray's hand reached out with almost a mind of it's own and slid around Devon's slim waist, pulling her in against his side as Danielle approached from the other side. He felt great having a gorgeous blonde twin on each arm.

But wait! What was he thinking? Yesterday he'd been distracted by his neighbours teenage daughter and look how that had ended up. He had a job to do.

"Look girls, as much as I appreciate the offer..."

Danielle slid her warm hand across his chest as she pressed her soft curves up against his side. "Have you ever been with twins before?" she asked him.

Ray swallowed. "No," he managed to squeak. 

"I bet you'd love to have two mouths on your cock at the same time," Devon whispered into his ear from the other side.

Ray's hands slid down to cup and squeeze both twin's bums simultaneously. They were firm and beautifully rounded.

"We'll even kiss and eat each other's pussies," offered Danielle. "Guys always want to see us do that."

Ray swallowed again, squeezing their asses in his palms. "I really do need to get going girls..."

"How would you like my mouth on your cock while Danielle licks your ass?" suggested Devon.

Danielle frowned at this. "Why do I get his ass?"

"You're the one who crashed into him sis," Devon reminded her.

Danielle shrugged. "Fair enough. So yeah, I'll even stick my tongue up your ass while she blows you."

Ray groaned. His mind was about ready to explode. "I can't," he moaned.

"Aw, come on," urged Devon, she cupped his crotch, feeling the bulge of his erection in her palm. "It certainly feels like someone wants to come out and play."

"You can do anything you want to us," said Danielle. "Anything."

"You can even tie us up and spank us," breathed Devon, massaging Ray's crotch as he again squeezed both their asses.

Ray shook his head. He had to focus.

"No. Look, sorry girls," he said pushing them away. "I appreciate the offer and all, but I've really got an important... thing I need to do."

The blonde twins pouted in mock disappointment. "Okay then big boy. Your call," said Danielle as they headed back to the car, leaving him behind.

"That's one for the record books," he heard Devon remark.

"Maybe he's gay?" suggested her sister as the twins climbed back into their dented sports car and sped off at high speed.

Ray shook his head in amazement as he watched them leave. "Why do I feel like I'm making the biggest mistake of my life?" he murmured allowed.

"Twins..." he muttered, shaking his head as he climbed back into his car and continued on his way.

***

Sure enough, Nick Cooper's house was impressive. In fact it was more like a mansion than a house, set on a large section with several majestic looking trees and an entrance that was framed by two rather grand pillars.

"The bastard is definitely rich," Ray grumbled as he stepped up to the front door and knocked. He hated the bully more than ever.

Ray was determined not to make the same mistake as yesterday, this time he would be careful to confirm Christine's identity before fucking her up the ass.

To his surprise it wasn't Christine or even Nick that answered.

"Good morning sir, can I help you?" asked a well groomed older man dressed in an expensive looking three piece suit.

"Um..." Ray stammered a moment in astonishment. "Is this the Coopers?"

The man briefly looked Ray up and down. "Yes, I'm the Coopers butler."

"Oh, I see," replied Ray. He couldn't believe that Nick Cooper actually had a butler. The rich prick. "Is Christine home?"

"Unfortunately the Cooper's are currently vacationing in Florida," explained the butler.

"Shit," swore Ray in annoyance. He'd missed his chance. "You don't happen to have an address for them there?"

The butler frowned. "And your name is?"

"Ah.. Lee, Lee Baker," replied Ray, using the name of another kid from their high school. For some reason he thought it might not be a good idea to use his real name. "I went to school with Nick and Christine."

The butler nodded. "I see. Unfortunately I am unable to give out that information Mr Baker."

"Oh, right... of course," Ray grimaced. "Thanks anyway."

He turned and headed back to his car in disappointment. Florida? It didn't seem he'd be banging Christine today.

Ray swore as he started his car's engine. He realised that he just turned down the chance to have a threesome with those hot blonde twins for no reason. Idiot!

Temporarily forgetting his problems with his revenge victim being on the other side of the country, Ray hurriedly drove off towards the scene of his earlier fender bender. Even though there was little chance that Danielle and Devon were anywhere near there, he'd kick himself if he didn't at least take a look.

Ray cruised the streets around the area, but unsurprisingly was shit of out luck. His balls were a little sore by now, from Devon rubbing his dick through his pants and also from the build up and anticipation of his failed attempt to fuck Christine. He briefly considered driving around to look for a pretty, unaccompanied female, but decided that his beautiful wife was probably missing his attentions. After all, he'd pushed her head off his dick that very morning, not very polite.

***

Ray arrived home to an empty house and immediately spotted the note on the kitchen bench. At first he was filled with a sense of dread. The last time he'd arrived home to find Melissa out, she'd returned with the news that she'd had sex with Nick and football mates.

'Dear Nick. Got a call from mom. Dad's had a stroke so I've flown up to San Francisco to visit him in the hospital. Will be down there for a few days I think. Love Mel.'

"Shit!" swore Ray, rubbing his frustrated cock through his pants. He'd been all day without a blowjob or fuck now and he was starting to get twitchy.

On the plus side, with Melissa out of town he'd be able to go to Florida to get at Christine without having to make up any excuses.

Ray called the airline to book himself on a flight for tomorrow morning, and then gave Tommy Malone a call. It was surprisingly easy to convince the big linebacker to give him the address of Nick Cooper's beach house in Miami. But Tommy wasn't exactly the smartest guy in the world.

After making arrangements Ray went next-door and knocked on the front door. His neighbour Bill Yates answered.

"Hi Bill," said Ray with a smile. "Is Alice home?"

Bill smiled back. "Sorry buddy. She's gone to fuck Ted from next-door," he explained, referring to Bill's other neighbour. "Ted said not to expect her home 'til late."

Ray sighed in disappointment. Looks like he'd been beaten to his sexy teenage neighbour. Too late was the story of his life these days.

With a disappointed sigh, Ray went back home, stiff and frustrated.



Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 04



Day 4 -- Monday

Los Angeles, California 2012 -- But not our universe

Ray Williams woke up with a raging erection to the sound of his buzzing alarm clock. He fondly wished his lovely wife Melissa wasn't away in San Francisco visiting her sick father, and was instead here in LA sucking his painfully hard prick.

The rather vivid dream he'd been having of the two hot blonde twins he's met yesterday, Devon and Danielle, giving him a dual blowjob, hadn't helped matters either. His balls were aching!

Ray didn't have time to go and find an available female to relieve him however, he had a plane to Florida to catch.

Faking a cold, he called in sick to his office and then rang for a taxi to take him to the airport.

As the taxi pulled in to the drop off area near the departure lounge he quickly paid the driver and jumped out. 

A few metres away a young husband and wife were hugging goodbye. The husband kissed his wife's cheek tenderly and then grabbed his suitcase and headed inside the terminal to catch his plane.

The wife was an attractive brunette dressed in a smart grey business skirt, a white blouse and high heels. She looked to be in her late twenties.

Rubbing his crotch, Ray quickly approached her. Her husband had barely disappeared through the automatic doors as he spoke. "Excuse me ma'am, I really need a fuck."

The brunette blinked in surprise, looking at the disappearing back of her husband and then back to Ray. "Oh... of course sir," she agreed politely, however she looked a little put out.

"Thanks," said Ray, descending hungrily on her, pushing her back against her car door and wrapping his arms around her slender body. "I had a tough day yesterday and I really need to get my rocks off."

Ray's cock was painfully hard inside his pants as he pressed himself up against her curvy body, fervently covering her mouth with his and forcing his tongue between her lips. The woman moaned around his invading tongue, awkwardly kissing him back as he squashed her up against the car with his body.

Ray moaned into her mouth as he slid one hand down her side and reached around to cup and squeeze her ass through her skirt. As he kissed her, he was rubbing his hard crotch against her thigh, pretty much humping her up against the car through their clothing.

They broke off their kiss and Ray reached down and tugged up the woman's skirt, bunching it around her waist. She was wearing black stockings with suspenders, and had on a skimpy pair of lacy black panties.

"Nice," breathed Ray as he rubbed her lace covered mound with one hand, feeling her warmth against his palm.

Ray unbuckled his pants and pulled out his rigid cock. A good fuck was just what he needed and he couldn't wait to get his dick inside her.

Ray pushed himself between the woman's thighs, lifting her up so that her legs were around his waist. He tugged aside the crotch of her panties and thrust himself up inside her. Ray let out a deep groan of satisfaction as his cock sunk deep into the stranger's cunt.

"Oh fuck yes!" hissed Ray in the woman's ear as he started to fuck her up against the side of her car. The woman moaned, her thighs squeezing around his hips as he bucked between her legs.

Ray groaned, his hips twitching and his buttocks clenching as he pumped his dick into the woman's pussy. He was fucking her hard and fast against the car, not interested in finesse or taking his time, just wanting to get off. Ray's hips slapped roughly and loudly against the inside of her thighs and he grunted and moaned, greedily rutting against her.

Within less than two minutes it was over. Ray surged deep inside the brunette's pussy, letting out a loud cry of pleasure as his cock spurted, thick ropes of his spunk flooding her pussy. Ray moaned, bucking against her several more times as he emptied himself satisfyingly into the stranger.

"Oh, thank you," he breathed as he slipped out of her. The woman's legs slipping down from around his waist as she leant back against the car.

"It seems like you really needed that?" remarked the woman.

Ray nodded, breathing hard. "My wife's away in San Francisco," he told her.

The woman smiled at that. 

Ray stepped back and pulled his pants back up. "I'd better get going," he told her. "I've got a plane to catch."

***

Ray arrived in Miami after a rather boring five hour flight. It was very rare to find an unaccompanied female on a flight and although they were typically very attractive, the few stewardesses on board were quickly claimed by the more eager and quicker thinking male passengers. Fortunately for Ray, the woman in the car park had satisfied his most urgent urges.

Ray took a taxi across town and booked himself into a motel not too far from the beach where Nick and Christine were supposedly staying.

When he stepped into the motel's reception area, a chubby looking middle aged guy was ploughing a hot young blonde doggy style behind the front desk.

Ray tentatively cleared his throat. It had been a long flight and didn't really have the patience to wait for the clerk to finish. "Er, I'm looking for a room."

The overweight clerk looked up from the blonde, but didn't stop thrusting into her from behind, his substantially belly quivering and shaking each time he thrust against her nice looking posterior.

"Oh, sorry there buddy, didn't see you come in," the clerk said, he was short of breath from his vigorous thrusting. "Ms Smith here was just checking in so I thought I'd take a quick fuck-break."

Ray nodded tolerantly. "Good for you. Are there any vacancies?"

"Sure thing," the man replied. He reached onto the desk and grabbed a key, throwing it towards Ray.

Ray surprised himself by catching it without dropping it. He'd never been able to do that in high school football practise.

"We can do the paperwork later. Room 17," the clerk turned his attention back to the blonde in front of him, slamming himself eagerly against her from behind as Ray stepped back out of the office and headed for his room.

Ray headed to room 17 to settle in. He decided that he should probably wait until tomorrow to check out the Coopers' beach house. Chances were that Christine wouldn't be alone this late in the afternoon; it was almost dinner time.

Instead Ray gave his wife a call at her mother's house. He decided it was better to call Melissa himself rather than have her try and call him back at home in L.A.

"Hello?" it was Melissa who answered.

"Hi Mel, it's Ray."

"Hey honey, how are you doing? Not getting too lonely I hope?"

"Everything's fine here. How's your father?" Ray asked with genuine concern. He wasn't sure Melissa's father completely approved of her choice in husband, but he'd always been polite and generous to Ray despite that.

"He's not too good at the moment," admitted Melissa. "But he's in good hands. Dr Ross who's looking after him seems a really competent doctor."

"That's good to hear."

"He's also very handsome," continued Melissa. "He looks a bit like one of those TV doctors, off ER or Grey's Anatomy."

Ray frowned, he knew Melissa loved her medical dramas.

"I gave Dr Ross a nice long blowjob this afternoon," Melissa told her husband. "He was looking pretty stressed from all the hard work he was doing helping out Dad."

"Mmm," murmured Ray through gritted teeth, hating the thought of his wife sucking another man's cock, even though he knew it would have been unthinkable for her to say no.

"He actually had a really nice cock," continued Melissa sounding pleased with herself. "Not quite a big as Nick Cooper's was, but still it was quite a mouthful."

"I see," replied Ray trying to conceal his annoyance.

"His penis tasted really clean though, but I guess he is a doctor so that's to be expected."

Ray was starting to regret coming to Florida. He should have followed Melissa to San Francisco and then she wouldn't have been alone up there and wouldn't have been sucking that handsome doctor's prick.

"I think I definitely prefer the taste of a nice clean cock like Dr Ross's," added Melissa, clearly not sensing Ray's displeasure with the topic of conversation. "One of those footballer friends of yours I fucked on Friday had a dick that tasted of stale sweat, that was a bit yucky."

"I'm glad you're having a good time up there," said Ray, wanting to end this conversation as quickly as possible. It was not going as well as he'd hoped and he didn't want to get angry, it wasn't Melissa's fault that he was so jealous and possessive after all. "I hope your father's feeling better tomorrow."

"Thanks Ray," said Melissa.

"I'll call you tomorrow. Bye baby."

"Bye honey."

Ray did his best to resist the urge to slam the phone down as he carefully placed it back on the cradle.

Ray took a deep breath. Tomorrow was his big day. He was going to fuck Christine Taylor, hottest girl from his high school and the subject of all his teenage crushes. And he was going to get his revenge on her bully of a husband, all in one fell swoop. 



Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 05



Day 5 -- Tuesday

Miami, Florida 2012 -- But not our universe

Ray slept in late the next morning, finally getting up at around 11am and heading down to the beach to check out Christine and Nick's beach house. 

It was a relatively overcast day so the beach was pretty quiet, with only a handful of swimmers and surfers around. Ray probably looked a little out place, wearing grey suit pants and a short sleeved shirt, but he was an accountant after-all, so his casual, beach-going wardrobe was pretty much non-existent.

Ray made his way along the beach to the address that Tommy had given him. Nick and Christine's beach house looked expensive. It was directly overlooking the best part of the beach, with a big swimming pool and a very modern looking house. The sight of the flash house reminded Ray how great life had worked out for the former high school bully Nick Cooper, whilst nerdy Ray William's life was mired in mediocrity.

Ray figured that what bothered him most about Nick screwing his wife was that Melissa was the one good thing he had that Nick Cooper didn't. By fucking her up the ass, Nick had everything once again. Ray was more determined than ever to take something back, to get a little piece of Nick's perfect life. Fucking Christine, Nick's wife, was the perfect remedy to Ray's unjustified anger.

Ray squinted at the beach house from his spot on the beach, unfortunately he couldn't see much from this distance. He had to get closer. Ray looked around the beach and saw the nearby lifeguard tower was manned. That gave him a great idea, they were bound to have binoculars in there.

Ray hurried over to the lifeguard station just as the lifeguard was emerging, and he stopped in his tracks. She was absolutely gorgeous. The lifeguard was a blonde Californian bombshell, with a slim, well toned and deeply tanned body, bleached hair and a massive set of knockers that would rival even Melissa's. She was wearing a bright red one piece swimsuit and looked quite a lot like Pamela Anderson.

Ray had been quite a fan of Baywatch as a teenager, so the sight of this Pamela Anderson lookalike lifeguard caused an immediate stirring in his nether regions.

"Wow," he breathed in admiration, she was hot enough to almost make him forget about Christine Taylor, or Cooper or whatever she was called now. He knew that it would be a risky diversion, but after missing out on those twins back in L.A., Ray was reluctant to turn down another one of his fantasies. "Can I get a blowjob?"

"Sure," replied the lifeguard with an indifferent shrug. "But you'll need to keep an eye on the swimmers while I suck you off," she told him, passing him a pair of binoculars.

Ray grinned, "Perfect."

As the busty lifeguard knelt down in the sand at his feet, Ray lifted the binoculars and pretended to look out to sea.

He gave a satisfied sigh as the Pamela Anderson lookalike unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi-erect penis, giving it a few quick strokes in her soft hand before leaning in and taking it into her warm mouth.

"Ahhh," he gave a sigh, patting the top of her blonde head with one hand as she started to suckle on his half-mast pole.

While the lifeguard started to bob her head and slurp noisily, Ray turned the binoculars on the beach house behind them. He twisted the focus dial and zoomed in on house.

As he spied for any sign of the bully and his hot cheerleader wife, his cock started to respond to the blonde lifeguard's oral attentions, rapidly thickening in her mouth.

"You're good," complemented Ray as she sucked his cock dutifully.

The busty lifeguard lifted her mouth off his penis, stroking in a few more times in her hand, the saliva coated shaft gliding smoothly between her fingers. "Is this as big as it gets?" she asked as she peered critically at Ray's four and a half inch dong. 

Ray frowned at her comment, "just keep sucking."

The lifeguard gave a shrug, her impressive melons jiggling inside her red swimsuit. "Don't forget to keep an eye on those swimmers," she reminded him, and then plunged her mouth back down over Ray's cock causing him to swear vociferously in appreciation.

The blonde sucked forcefully on Ray's erection, bobbing her head rapidly in an effort to get him off as quickly as possible and let her get back to her duties.

Ray moaned and almost unconsciously started to sway his hips, his cock slowly thrusting to meet the lifeguard's enthusiastic sucks.

He again turned the binoculars back on the beach house, zooming in through the kitchen window to see none other than Nick and Christine Cooper having lunch. Bingo.

This time he recognised Christine right away. There was no mistaking that angelic, beauty queen face and long golden blonde hair. The sight of her gorgeous face brought the memories of his high school dreams rushing right back to him and caused his cock to swell even harder inside the sucking mouth of the lifeguard kneeling in front of him.

Suddenly he was distracted by a few shouts from back on the beach. Ray lowered the binoculars and twisted back around to see what was going on.

"Shit!" the lifeguard popped her mouth off Ray's erection. "I thought you said you'd watch the water for me?" she snapped angrily. It looked like someone was in trouble a short distance out in the surf.

The Pamela Anderson lookalike jumped to her feet and raced out towards the water, leaving Ray standing there with his pants around his ankles and his erection bobbing in the wind, still glistening with her saliva.

"Damn it," he muttered under his breath as he pulled his pants back up and tucked away his painful erection.

Instead of waiting for the lifeguard to come back and finish his blowjob, he decided to go and take a closer look at the beach house. Maybe he could get Christine to finish him off.

There was a low, white picket fence around the edge of the property that Ray hurriedly stepped over. He crouched low as he jogged past the swimming pool and crept up the nearby kitchen window, as much as possible trying to stay low and out of sight.

His stealth turned out to be unnecessary, because as he peeked through the kitchen window he saw that Nick and Christine were very much distracted.

Nick was lying naked on the floor of the kitchen, straddled by his stunning, and equally naked wife. Christine was riding him reverse cowboy style, her ample breasts cupped in her own hands as her hips rolled, grinding herself down on her husbands reportedly sizeable cock.

"Wow," breathed Ray in admiration as he watched Nick's wife ride him. The beautiful blonde was bouncing enthusiastically on Nick's cock, squeezing her own big tits and pinching her nipples. She had her eyes closed and was moaning ardently in apparent pleasure as they fucked. Ray briefly and bitterly wondered if his wife had moaned like that when Nick had rogered her. 

Ray glanced back towards the beach to check no one was looking at his peeping tom antics. He saw that the lifeguard had pulled a young man out of the surf and was now giving him mouth to mouth on the beach. Ray smirked and wondered if the poor guy could taste Ray's cock on the blonde's breath.

"Oh Nick!" came Christine's loud moans from the house, bringing Ray's attention back to the fucking couple.

Christine looked absolutely gorgeous as she rode Nick's cock. Her body was flawless, flexing as she ground herself down onto her husband.

"Fuck," moaned Ray, rubbing his erection through his pants. He would have given anything to trade places with Nick.

Ray shook his head in irritation, he hadn't cum since the previous morning when he'd fucked that woman outside the airport. He was well overdue for some relief.

Ray slowly and quietly moved away from the window and glanced over at the house next door. He was pleasantly surprised to see a very attractive woman standing in the bedroom of the neighbours' house.

She had long black hair and looked to be in her late thirties or so, but in a well preserved, MILF kind of way. The woman was getting dressed and had just put on a lacy white bra over a substantial pair of knockers, meaning that Ray had just missed the chance to see those beauties.

Ray glanced briefly back towards Nick and Christine's place, but he knew it was no use trying now, Christine was clearly not alone and available.

"Fuck it!" he muttered, rubbing his bulging crotch through his pants as he hurried over to the neighbour's front door and knocked eagerly. 

Ray's heart sank as the door was opened by a middle aged man smoking a tough looking middle aged man smoking a cigarette.

"Can I help you?" the man asked, looking Ray up and down suspiciously.

Ray sighed. "Never mind," he muttered dejectedly as he turned away from the confusing looking man and headed back down to the beach. Hopefully Pamela had finished resuscitating the swimmer.

Sure enough, the lifeguard had finished her mouth to mouth. Now however, she looked like she was performing mouth to cock. Her talented mouth was bobbing over the young man's erection, his swimming trunks down around his ankles.

Ray shook his head in disappointment. This was not his day.

Ray looked up and down the beach, scanning for a solo female. There had to be some pretty surfer chick or topless sunbather down here without a husband or boyfriend in tow.

Before Ray could search too far he heard the sound of a loud car engine starting up behind him. He spun around to see a car pulling out of the driveway to Nick and Christine's place. It was his chance!

Ray clapped his hands together in his excitement and flat out ran back up the beach towards the house, his heart hammering in his chest and his balls tingling in anticipation.

He didn't even bother running around to the front of the house, but instead banged urgently on the back door beside the pool.

"Ray fucking Williams!" greeted Nick Cooper in surprise as he pulled open his door. "What the fuck are you doing in Florida?"

Ray's eyes went wide in surprise. He'd been too excited to even check who it was that had left the house. No it seemed he was alone, but with Nick and not his sexy cheerleader wife. A disaster!

Ray swallowed. "Hi Nick, how's it going?" Memories of getting beaten up and bullied by the quarterback were quickly flooding back into his mind.

"Fuck me! The damn waterboy!" remarked Nick, still clearly surprised, he reached out and clapped Ray painfully hard on the shoulder. He was still as strong as ever, and as rough. 

"Er, I was just passing by and thought I'd say hi..." murmured Ray meekly. He was still a little horrified to be face to face with his old tormentor.

"Small world," said Nick. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Ray in a headlock, squeezing his neck violently and rubbing his knuckles on the top of Ray's head.

"Ow!" yelped Ray, he'd always hated it when Nick did that to him. Nothing had changed.

"Shit, who'd of thought it. Ray fucking Williams," murmured Nick. "It must have been about ten years since I've seen your scrawny little carcass."

"Twelve years," correct Ray. His mind was racing for an excuse to leave. "How's Christine?"

"Smoking hot as ever," Nick said with a broad grin. "You know, I bumped into your wife last week."

"Oh really?" replied Ray, feigning surprise, but feeling a sense of dread in his gut.

"Yeah, she's a babe. You did well for yourself waterboy."

"Thanks," murmured Ray quietly.

"She's got one of the tightest snatches I've ploughed in years. Like an eighteen year old virgin," commented Nick. "Probably on account of your needle-dick. But don't worry, me and the boys gave it a good stretching. She's got a sweet little ass on her too. What's her name again?"

Ray gritted his teeth. "Melissa."

"Yeah, that's it. Sweet girl," Nick looked past Ray. "I don't suppose she's down here with you is she?" he asked hopefully.

"No."

"Shame."

Ray took a quick breath, "Well, I'd better get going. Good to see you again Nick."

"You too waterboy."

Ray turned to leave and suddenly felt Nick's strong hands on his sides. His eyes went wide and then the breath rushed out of him as the former quarterback gripped the sides of Ray's underwear and yanked upwards, giving him a painful wedgie. 

Ray yelped in pain as his underwear was ripped upwards, digging hard into his already painful balls and uncomfortably far up into the crack of his ass.

Nick was laughing his head off as he pushed the door shut.

After Ray had extracted his ripped underwear from his ass he staggered back onto the beach, heading away from Nick's place. He officially hated Florida.

Ray was about to head back to his motel to drown his sorrows with a bottle of wine when he saw that the buxom lifeguard had just finished up with the swimmer and was on her way back to her post.

Determined not to be too late yet again, Ray ran down the beach towards her, stumbling a couple of times in the sand.

The pretty blonde lifeguard gave him a slightly annoyed look as he raced up to her. "I thought you'd gone," she remarked simply. It didn't seem that she'd forgiven him for taking his eyes off the water earlier on while she was giving him head.

"Can you finish me off, we got interrupted earlier on," Ray unzipped his pants and yanked down his ripped underwear. His cock had softened after his run in with Nick, but he was pretty sure the voluptuous beach babe would have little trouble inspiring him back to stiffness.

The lifeguard glared at him and for a moment Ray thought she was going to do the unthinkable and refuse his request. After a strained pause, the blonde sighed and got down on her knees in front of him. Ray breathed a sigh of relief as she sucked him back into her wet mouth. That was crazy thinking she was going to turn him down, it would have been terribly bad manners on her part.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely watching the water this time," Ray assured the cocksucking lifeguard, patting her on the top of her head.

It didn't take long for the Pamela Anderson lookalike to work her magic and suck the stiffness back into his cock. As Ray grew to his full four and a half inches, he reached down, running his fingers through the lifeguard's soft blonde hair and starting to thrust himself into her mouth.

The busty blonde seemed to have no trouble taking his full length as he tightened his grip on her head and fucked her face in earnest. With each vigorous jolt of his hips he slammed his cock in to the hilt between her soft lips, his over-stimulated testicles slapping against her chin.

This went on for several minutes, until the lifeguard sped things up considerably by peeling down the top part of her red swimsuit and exposing her ample funbags. Ray shifted his grip from her head to her jugs, squeezing and kneading the firm round melons as he continued to drive his erection in and out between her sucking lips.

Ray has always had a thing for Pamela Anderson's impressive tits, so the feel of those perfect norks filling his palms quickly became too much for him. With a throaty grunt of lust, Ray exploded in the blonde's mouth, his thick salty cum spurting across her tongue as he squeezed hard on her breasts.

The lifeguard dutifully swallowed down his load and made sure to suck him clean before letting his spent organ slip from her mouth.

"That was awesome, thanks a lot," said Ray in appreciation. He gave her impressive boobs one last grope before pulling his pants back up and heading back to the motel. At least his day hadn't been a complete write off after all.

Back at the motel, Ray gave Melissa a call.

"Hi Mel, how's it going? Is your father any better?"

"He's much better Ray," replied his wife. "He even got the nurse to give him a blowjob just after lunch. Me and mom were so pleased."

"That's great," said Ray. "When are you coming home?"

"I'll probably stay one more day and head home on Thursday," Melissa told him. "I miss you so much and can't wait to see you again."

Ray smiled. "I've missed you too." Thursday was perfect; it would still give him a couple of days to work out how to get at Christine.

"Oh, one of dad's old work buddies came to visit him in the hospital today too," added Melissa. "He asked me to give him a blowjob while the nurse was sucking off dad."

"Really?" asked Ray with a scowl. He was starting to dislike these phone calls to his wife.

"Yeah, it was funny sucking an old man's cock," Melissa elaborated. "He didn't get as hard as you get, or Dr Ross did yesterday, and afterwards I found a couple of grey hairs on my tongue."

"Is that right," murmured Ray, trying to be as polite as possible.

"But he seemed to cum a lot. I almost choked on his load," she added.

"Mmm," murmured Ray.

"It made me miss your penis though Ray," added Melissa tenderly, immediately softening Ray's anger. "I can't wait to get home and get your lovely cock back in my mouth where it belongs."

Ray swallowed. "I can't wait either."



Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 06



Day 6 -- Wednesday

Miami, Florida 2012 -- But not our universe

The next morning Ray had a new plan of attack.

He woke up early and headed into town to rent a car. This time he was going to stake the beach house out from the road instead of the beach. When Christine went out in the car he'd be ready and could follow her. This time, nothing could go wrong. 

Ray grinned as he parked the rented car a couple houses down from Nick and Christine's place and began his stakeout. Today was the day he was going to catch the gorgeous cheerleading captain alone and fuck her brains out. He was sure of it.

A couple of hours later and Ray was starting to get seriously bored. He wished he'd brought a book or something. There was absolutely no sign of life from Nick and Christine's beach house.

Another hour later Ray saw the neighbour's wife coming out to check the mail. She was wearing a short black silk robe that left her long tanned legs bare and on display, and Ray could see the swell of her bust and a hint of cleavage even from the next house down where his car was parked.

Making a quick decision, Ray jumped out of the car and approached the woman.

"Hi there," he greeted her warmly.

"Hi," said the woman suspiciously in surprise. Ray had to admit that it probably looked like he was stalking her from his parked car, but after several hours of sitting there he was bored and needed a diversion.

"I like your robe," Ray told her coming closer. "I just want to have a quick look..."

"Um, okay then," agreed the woman as Ray reached up and pulled open the front of her short silk robe. She wasn't wearing a bra beneath the robe and Ray was rewarded by the sight of her ample bare breasts. They were impressive, firm, high placed and well rounded.

"Are they real?" asked Ray as he licked his lips, staring at her big boobs.

The woman shook her head. "My husband bought them for me a couple years ago," she glanced back over her shoulder towards the front door to her house. It stood open but there was no sign of her husband.

"Nice," breathed Ray, reaching up and cupping the woman's ample melons in his hands. He gave them a squeeze, feeling the firm flesh well up between his fingers, her nipples hard against his palms.

Ray gave her big tits a shake, watching the flesh jiggle across her chest. Keeping a plump breast in one hand, he reached down with his other hand, running his fingertips up the inside of the woman's bare thigh, making his way up the soft skin to the juncture of her thighs. 

She was wearing panties and his fingertips brushed across her cotton covered mound, feeling the heat there. Ray gave a small moan as he gave her bare breast another firm squeeze.

"Um, what the heck is going on here?"

Ray looked up to see the woman's husband coming out from the front door of the house. Just like yesterday he was smoking a cigarette and didn't look too happy to see Ray. Perhaps Ray wasn't the only jealous husband in the world.

Ray dropped his hand away from the woman's crotch, but kept his other hand on her tit. He knew his rights here. "Hi there, I was just wandering past and saw this lovely lady alone at the mailbox." Ray squeezed the woman's boob, enjoying it's firmness. She looked up sharply at him.

"He was waiting for me in the car Dave," she told her husband. "I didn't really want to, but it would have been rude not to let him have a feel when he asked me for one."

Her husband Dave frowned grimly and started walking down the path. "Don't you think it's a bit rude sweeping in like this? She's with me today."

Perhaps he had a point there, it was considered very rude trying to steal a woman away from someone, which was why it was always unaccompanied women that were obliged to provide sex on request. If a woman was with a man then she was off limits. But even a married woman would agree to sex if she was alone, and technically Dave's wife had been alone when Ray started feeling her up.

Ray ran his thumb across the woman's nipple before reluctantly releasing her big breast. He was about to apologise to the man when he heard the sound of a car engine from next door. Christine was on the move! Shit! Why did he always miss her?

"Sorry...I've gotta go," Ray said hurriedly as he saw Christine's car pull out of the driveway and a flash of her blonde hair in the drivers seat.

Ray hesitated for one moment, reaching up and giving the neighbours boobs a quick squeeze before running back to his car and jumping inside. He didn't want to lose her this time.

As he pulled out he saw Christine's yellow Corvette disappearing left around the corner at the end of the street. Ray slammed his foot down on the accelerator and gave chase, zooming past the Cooper's neighbour Dave who was glaring angrily at him as he sped away.

By the time Ray got to the intersection on the corner, Christine's car was well off in the distance. Ray was forced to wait for two cars and a truck to go past before he could pull out in pursuit and by then she'd disappeared out of sight. She was headed in the direction of the small boutique shopping area not far from the beach house so Ray prayed that was her destination. 

His heart racing with the thrill of the chase, Ray floored it and dodged through the traffic to try and make up some ground. 

He slowed a little as he reached the small township, his eyes scanning parked cars and side streets. If Christine had continued past the shops or turned off onto another street he would never find her.

Fortunately, about half way down the main street he spotted Christine's distinctive yellow sports car parked by the curb. As Ray drove past he saw the gorgeous blonde disappearing into the shop she'd parked outside.

Ray quickly found a park of his own about twenty metres down the street and jumped out. Christine was definitely alone so this was his big chance. He didn't care if he ended up fucking her on the shop counter, he would have his revenge.

Ray took a deep breath to settle his nerves and approached the shop. He was surprised, a little bit excited to see that the shop she'd entered was a lingerie store. With a grin Ray entered.

The bell chimed as Ray entered and scanned the shop for Christine. He quickly spotted her standing outside the changing rooms holding a couple of lacy items of lingerie. Unfortunately she was not alone. The gorgeous blonde was chatting casually to a chubby looking middle aged man with a shaggy brown beard and a pony tail.

Ray cursed silently to himself, it wouldn't be polite to interrupt and have his wicked way with the former cheerleader. Ray stood there in the doorway, staring intently at his prey. He would have to wait until she parted ways with the fat old guy.

"Can I help you sir?" asked a husky voice from his left.

Ray turned to see a busty sales clerk, beaming warmly in greeting. She was dressed only in lingerie, a sexy crimson satin bra and g-string, complete with black fishnet stocks and suspenders. Very sexy.

"Um, I'm just browsing," murmured Ray in reply, he was unable to help himself from glancing down admiringly over the voluptuous shop assistants impressive figure.

"Perhaps I can help you with your purchase?" purred the woman, "Something for your girlfriend of wife is it?"

"Ah, yeah, something like that," replied Ray brusquely. Over by the changing rooms he saw that the middle aged guy was now groping Christine, fondling her big hooters through the tight fitting blue blouse she was wearing. As Ray watched, the bearded man moved one hand up under the hem of Christine's skirt, reaching up between her legs as he continued to grope her big tits with his other hand.

"You really should try our new spring collection," the busty, lingerie-clad sales clerk told him, bringing Ray's attention back to her.

The clerk reached out and took Ray's hand, bringing his fingers between her thighs to the silky satin crotch of her g-string. "Feel the material of my panties, it's incredibly soft."

"Mmm," murmured Ray distractedly as he stroked the woman's crotch with his fingertips. "Very nice."

"The brassiere is very supportive as well," continued the clerk. Without needed to be asked, Ray reached up with both hands and cupped the girl's ample breasts, feeling the smooth texture of her bra against his palms.

"Nice," he muttered as he squeezed the clerk's substantial boobs.

"What size is your wife?" asked the clerk, smiling affably as Ray started to massage her breasts through her bra.

"Umm..." Ray shook his head, snapping himself out of his daze. He released the girl's breasts and glanced back over towards the changing room. Christine was gone!

"Shit!" swore Ray, leaving the confused young clerk and hurrying across the shop to where he'd last seen Christine and plump guy with the pony tail that had been feeling her up.

Ray yanked open the changing room curtain. Inside a startled older woman gasped in surprise. She'd apparently been trying on a bra as she stood there topless, holding a lacy black bra in one hand. She looked about forty, but was in pretty good shape, with a nice sized pair of probably fake knockers.

"Oops!" said Ray in surprise, he'd been expecting to find Christine.

To cover his mistake he reached out and gave the woman's breasts a quick squeeze. They were definitely fake, but still felt pretty good. Nice and warm and soft against his palms.

Ray winked at the older woman and then pulled the curtain shut again, moving over to the next changing room.

Ray yanked the second curtain open and was greeted by the sight of Christine on her knees with her top off and the middle aged guy's cock in her hand. They both looked at Ray in surprise.

The guy frowned at the interruption, clearly not happy. "What the fuck?"

"Shit, sorry, I thought the stall was empty," stammered Ray, kicking himself for being so impatient and jumping the gun.

"Well fuck off, because I was just about to get a blowjob," snapped the man angrily. He looked like he was about to punch Ray.

"Martin?" the woman from the other changing room, the one that Ray had previously interrupted and groped opened her curtain. She was still topless. "What's going on Martin?" she asked the bearded man.

"I was just grabbing a quick blowjob from this young lady," explained the man called Martin, nodding down at Christine, who was still on her knees holding Martin's penis in her hand. His big belly was overhanging his waist making it hard to see his cock though.

"Why on earth did you ask her to suck your cock, when I'm right here and available?" snapped the woman irritably.

"Well..." the man stammered a little, shooting Ray a black look, clearly pissed off about his blowjob getting interrupted.

Ray stared down at Christine, the topless cheerleader looked even more gorgeous than he remembered. He took a step towards her but felt a soft hand on his arm.

"Look sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." It was the lingerie-clad sales clerk.

"Hang on," protested Ray, not happy at being told what to do by a woman.

"Sorry sir, but you can't go barging into the changing rooms like that," said the woman. It didn't look like she was going to back down. "You need to leave the store."

"Wait!" protested Ray, reaching up and grabbing her right boob and giving it a hard squeeze, causing her to wince in surprise. "I still want to buy something."

The girl narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "I'm going to have to call security, and you'd better be gone by the time they get here."

Ray released her tit. "Fine! I'm leaving." He'd have to wait outside for Christine.

Muttering angrily under his breath, Ray left the store. In truth he was pretty mad at himself for rushing in and messing things up. If he'd just waited for Christine to suck the fat guy off then he'd probably have his cock in her ass by now. As he headed out the door he heard the sounds of the husband and wife still arguing. It sounded like the fat guy was not quite ready to give up on his blowjob from Nick's gorgeous blonde wife.

Apparently today was not his lucky day though. As soon as he stepped outside the lingerie store he saw that his rental car was being ticketed by a parking warden. He'd neglected to put money in the meter in his rush to catch up with Christine.

"Damn it!" he swore, hurrying over. Hopefully he'd be able to stop her before she issued the ticket.

The warden was actually a rather pretty young brunette, and as Ray got closer he couldn't help but admire the tight fit of her parking warden uniform, especially how it stretched taut across an expansive chest and clung to a deliciously round looking posterior.

Ray had always wanted to fuck a parking warden. After all, how many times in the past had they fucked him with their expensive tickets? To actually come across an attractive one was a first for Ray. A very attractive one indeed. 

"Excuse me miss!" called out Ray as he got close. He saw that she had just tucked the ticket under his wiper blade.

"Sir?" asked the warden. She was quite short and petite, but had a decent sized rack and a trim little body. Over one ample breast was a nametag reading 'Warden Betty'.

"I was only parked there five minutes Warden Betty," he complained.

"I'm sorry sir," Betty replied professionally. "But you need to put money in the meter, even for five minutes."

Ray scowled. "Fine then. But I'm going to have to fuck you back."

"Excuse me?" asked the pretty warden.

"I want to have sex with you Warden Betty," clarified Ray, undoing the front of his pants. He'd have to make this quick if he was going to catch Christine on her way out of the lingerie store. But he was pretty sure he'd have no problems there.

"Oh, very well," agreed Betty as Ray grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around.

Betty gasped as Ray pushed her forward, bending her over the hood of his car so that her nice round ass jutted out towards him, clad in her tight fitting parking warden uniform pants.

Ray gave her lovely round ass a hard slap, the smacking noise causing a passing couple to look over at them in surprise. "That's for giving me a ticket," snapped Ray, spanking her other buttock even harder.

He saw a young guy, about twenty or so arrive at the pickup truck parked behind Ray's rental. The guy cursed as he saw the ticket on his windscreen. He looked over at Ray with the parking warden bent over his hood and gave him an approving nod and grin.

Ray turned back to the warden and yanked down her pants and underwear, unveiling a very nice looking round ass. Her buttocks were smooth and flawless, her soft, olive skin slightly reddened on both cheeks from his slaps.

"I'm going to enjoy this," he murmured as he reached down and gave the young warden's ass a firm squeeze.

Ray gave the young parking warden's firm ass another hard slap and then lined his cock up with her cunt, rubbing the head of his erection against her moist pussy lips.

Just as he was about to penetrate her he spotted Christine down the street leaving the lingerie store. 

"Shit!" he swore, momentarily torn between fucking the hot warden and chasing Christine. But his revenge won the internal struggle. 

Ray hurriedly stuffed his erection pack into his pants and hauled the young parking warden off his car. She stumbled backwards with her trousers and panties around her ankles, almost tripping over.

"Sorry, I've gotta go," he told her as he hurriedly got into his car.

The young guy in the truck behind him approached the warden just as she pulled her pants back up, and as Ray started his engine he saw the young brunette again dropping her trousers and bending over. "I'm never going to hit my ticket quota!" she complained as the guy grabbed her by the hips and started to thrust into her.

Ray couldn't help but chuckle at the wardens misfortune as he drove after Christine's yellow Corvette, turning down a side street a couple of blocks along the road.

Christine pulled into a park about a hundred metres along the street, outside a shoe shop. There were no other parks so Ray was forced to do a quick U-turn and park not far from the main street. At least he knew exactly where she was this time.

His heart racing from the thrill of chase, Ray quickly made his way back to the shoe store, praying she wasn't already getting jumped by another horny customer like she had done at the lingerie store. Ray promised himself he wouldn't make the same mistake this time and cause a scene this time though. 

Inside he quickly spotted Christine. She was talking to a young, pimple faced teenage shoe salesman who was holding out a strappy black stiletto heeled shoe and explaining something to the lovely blonde cheerleading captain.

Grinning to himself, Ray purposefully strode up to Christine. "Excuse me ma'am, but can I please have a..."

"Hold it buddy!" interrupted the young salesman, holding up one hand. "She's with me right now."

Ray's eyes narrowed angrily. "I think you're a little young son. You've got no rights here."

"I'm eighteen buddy!" retorted the clerk, waving one of the high heels heatedly towards Ray.

Ray frowned, looking the kid up and down. "No way."

The teenager raised one eyebrow in challenge. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet, flipping it open to display his drivers license.

Ray's frown deepened as he squinted down at the license. Sure enough, the salesman was eighteen, he'd had his birthday just a couple weeks ago from the date on the license.

Ray was about to argue the point when he remembered what had happened back in the lingerie store.

"Fine. I'll wait," he snapped sullenly. Ray sat down on a nearby bench intended for customer's trying on shoes.

The eighteen year old shoe clerk grinned in victory, putting an arm around Christine's waist. "Would you like to try these on perhaps miss?"

"Definitely," agreed Christine as the salesman led her over to another bench. She sat down as he knelt at her feet, helping her remove her current heels.

As he placed the black heels on her dainty feet, Ray jealously watched him slide his hands up her smooth calves, admiring the silky skin of Christine's toned legs.

"They're nice," said Christine, twisting her ankles to admire the shoes side on. "Do you have them in red?"

"Certainly miss," replied the clerk, walking over to grab another pair of shoes.

As he retrieved the second pair of heels, Christine looked thoughtfully over at Ray. "You were in the lingerie store too right? Do I know you?" she asked. "You look kind of familiar."

Ray nodded, he didn't see any reason to deny it. "Ray Williams. We went to the same high school."

Christine's brow furrowed as if trying to recall him. "Oh yeah, that name sounds kind of familiar."

The clerk returned and knelt down again at Christine's feet, swapping her black heels for the red one's.

"How are you anyway Ray?" asked Christine as the clerk ran his hands up her smooth calves and along her firm looking thighs.

"I'm great," replied Ray. "I'm married, no kids. I still live in L.A., but I'm here on vacation."

"That's nice," Christine replied with a warm smile as the eighteen year old shoe salesman ran his hands up and down her bare legs. "I married Nick Cooper from high school. He's become and actor now and we're really rich. It's great. We've even got two houses."

"How are these one's miss?" interrupted the clerk.

Christine looked down at them critically. "I think I prefer the black. Have you got another style in the red?"

"Sure," he nodded, moving off to collect another pair of shoes.

"I was in the lingerie store buying my husband a treat," explained Christine. "Were you there getting something for your wife?"

Ray's cheeks reddened a little. "Um, yeah, that's right," he lied.

The clerk returned with another pair of shoes and started helping Christine try them on.




Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 06



"So, did we fuck in high school or something?" asked Christine.

Ray shook his head. "No, never."

Christine looked surprised. "Really? I was pretty popular back in high school, I think just about all the boys there asked me at least once."

"I didn't get a chance to," muttered Ray bitterly.

Christine glanced at her watch. "I'd better get moving," she said. "Nick's expecting me back soon."

"Would you like to take this pair?" asked the clerk hopefully as Christine stood up.

She nodded, "I'll take all three."

"Excellent!" the young salesman grinned excitedly, clearly happy to make such a good sale.

They went over to the cash register to ring up the sale, Christine paying for the three pairs of heels with a platinum credit card Ray noticed.

"So do you want a blowjob or something now?" Christine asked the young clerk.

He shook his head. "Nah, I'd better not. I'm meeting up with my girlfriend after work so I'm saving myself for her."

Ray gritted his teeth. The little prick was only cockblocking him so he could make a sale, he didn't want Christine after all.

The salesman handed Christine her new purchase and she turned to Ray. "What about you Ray? You've been waiting patiently so I assume you want me to suck your cock or something?"

Ray nodded, suddenly nervous. It was finally going to happen. Him and Christine Taylor, the hottest girl in school. His sweet revenge in her sweet ass.

"I want to fuck you up the ass," Ray announced.

Christine blinked at his bold request. "Oh? You are keen. Okay then."

Ray stepped forward, reaching for the sexy blonde.

"Hang on!" snapped the teenage salesman, once again interrupting them.

"What!?" hissed Ray furiously. He was quickly getting sick of this punk.

"You can't do it in here. I've gotta close up the shop."

Ray glared at him.

"Don't worry," Christine said to Ray, placing a soft hand on his elbow reassuringly. "We can go outside and do it in my car. I've got leather seats, they're really comfortable."

Ray nodded sullenly and followed Christine out of the shop, shooting a black look back over his shoulder at the young shoe salesman.

As they stepped outside Christine stopped in her tracks and gasped in horror, lifting her hand to her mouth.

"What's wrong?" asked Ray in concern.

"My car!" gasped the busty blonde cheerleader.

Ray looked up in surprise. She was right, the car park in front of the shop was empty. Her car was gone.

"Don't worry," said Ray. "We can fuck in my car instead."

Christine barely seemed to hear him. "My Corvette! Nick is going to kill me!"

She glanced up and down the street, hoping vainly to spot her car.

Ray tried for a moment to regain her attention, but she suddenly spotted a police officer walking along the sidewalk towards them.

"Officer!" she yelled, running up to him, her big breasts jiggling inside her blouse. "My car's just been stolen."

The officer smirked as the gorgeous blonde rushed up to him. "Don't worry ma'am I'll take care of it."

Ray was forced to stand back and wait as a frazzled Christine gave the cop the details of her stolen Corvette. As much as he would have liked to step in and claim his rights with Christine, there was no way he was going to interfere with police business.

Once the cop had taken down all Christine's details and called the theft in on his radio, he put his arm reassuringly around Christine's shoulders. "Now come with me and I'll give you a ride home ma'am," said the cop, leading her towards his police cruiser.

Ray looked on, open mouthed, as he watched his revenge once again slip from his grasp. He wanted to curl up and cry at that moment.

As the policeman helped Christine into his car, Ray watched the cop's hand slip down to grab and squeeze at her nice round bum. He had no doubt that the cop would enjoy returning the buxom blonde to her husband. The bastard.

Dejected and deflated, Ray returned to his motel room in defeat. He'd been so close and yet still failed. And to top it all off, he realised he hadn't go his rocks off all day. What was wrong with his luck?

Feeling rather sorry for himself, Ray gave his wife Melissa a call in the hopes of brightening his spirits.

"Hey honey, how's your father?" asked Ray, trying to mask his bad mood as much as possible.

"Things are good here," replied Melissa. "Dad's doing much better, so I'll be flying back tomorrow afternoon."

"That's great baby," said Ray.

"I know. It'll be amazing to see you again. I can't wait to show you this new trick I learnt off a young Asian guy today."

"New trick?" asked Ray, regretting the question as soon as it passed his lips.

"Yeah, it's this thing he asked me to with my tongue," she explained. "It's hard to describe, but I'm sure you'll love it. He'd just fucked me in the waiting room and I thought there was no way he'd be able to get it up again so soon, but he got me to do this thing and he was hard again in no time."

"That sounds fun," said Ray in a very un-fun tone of voice.

"It's been an interesting few days," added Melissa. "I don't think I've had this many strange cocks in me since we've been married. Unless you count those four football guys that Nick introduced me to last week."

"Mmm," grunted Ray.

"I hope you've found a few nice girls to keep you satisfied while I've been away?"

Ray frowned. Since he'd been in Miami he'd had a whole lot of interrupted liaisons, the only time he'd actually cum since landing was with that lifeguard chick. Today in particular had been very frustrating.

"I've missed you Mel," replied Ray, not trusting himself to answer her question.

"I've missed you too baby. See you tomorrow."

"I love you."

"I love you too."



Revenge (Parallel Universe) Day 07



Day 7 -- Thursday

Miami, Florida 2012 -- But not our universe

Ray Williams awoke alone in his motel bed with a raging erection. He probably shouldn't be too surprised, yesterday had been filled with interrupted sex and his balls were now aching. Fortunately, that meant that he would have a substantial load of cum to shoot up the ass of Nick Cooper's wife.

Determined not to take any chances missing Christine Cooper, he headed out straight away, quickly brushing his teeth and getting dressed.

As he stepped out the front door of his room he almost collided with a buxom Latino dressed in a sexy black and white maid's uniform.

"Oh, very sorry sir," the maid said hurriedly.

Ray chewed his lower lip in frustration. The way his balls were feeling he would have liked nothing more than to bend her over her cleaning trolley and give her a sound rogering. After the last few days he figured he'd probably regret it, but he took a deep breath and left the curvy maid untouched, driving straight to the Cooper's beach house.

As Ray settled in outside, hoping that their angry neighbour Dave wouldn't spot him again, he saw Nick and Christine emerge from the beach house carrying their luggage. Damn it! They were leaving!

Staying low in his car seat, Ray watched as Nick opened the trunk and loaded up their suitcases. They pulled out and drove off, this time Ray was ready for them and pulled in right behind them. He wouldn't be losing them today. Hopefully he'd find an opportunity to split them up so he could have his way with Christine.

They drove right across the city to the airport, and Ray followed them inside to the checkin counters to confirm they were indeed on their way back to L.A. At least that meant he'd arrive back ahead of his wife's return home.

Ray queued up and purchased a ticket on the same flight as he'd seen Nick and Christine check in on. Unfortunately there were only a few seats remaining and he'd been forced to buy business class tickets. It had cost him a pretty penny, but no doubt the rich Cooper's would be travelling business as well.

Ray was seated in the very front row of the plane. As he was clipping up his seat belt he saw Nick and Christine come past him down the isle. Nick was in front and fortunately didn't spot Ray, but Christine paused and gave him a friendly greeting.

"Hi Ray!" she said socially. "I'm so sorry about having to run off without fucking you last night. The cops still haven't found my car I'm afraid."

"That's too bad," muttered Ray, conscious of the fact that she was with Nick.

"I'll see you later," she said with a friendly grin, moving off and taking her seat beside her husband, about four rows behind Ray.

A couple of minutes after takeoff the stewardess leant over towards Ray's seats. "Can I get you anything sir?" she asked welcomingly. She was quite beautiful. An attractive brunette who looked to be in her late twenties, with immaculate makeup and her shining brown hair tied up in a tight bun. She had a nice looking body, slim, with a generous looking rack straining out against the pale blue blouse of her stewardess uniform.

Ray was quite stunned. He'd never actually been offered anything on a flight, the stewardesses were usually quickly put to work by the fasted moving male passengers. The contained space and limited female options putting the lovely hostesses in hot demand.

"Yeah, can I get a glass of wine please?" he asked. Ray glanced around the business class cabin and saw that there were a lot of stewardesses. Clearly the extra cost of the ticket allowed for a much higher stewardess to single male passenger ratio. 

There was an old guy in the seat on the opposite side of the isle who already had a pretty asian stewardess bent over into his lap, her mouth bobbing over his vertical erection.

The brunette stewardess returned a moment later with a glass of merlot. As she passed it to him she slid one hand into his crotch, squeezing his cock through his trousers.

"Can I get you anything else Mr Williams?" she asked, licking her lips teasingly.

Ray quickly calculated the chances of Nick needing a toilet break and leaving Christine alone. "No thanks. The wine will be fine."

"Of course," nodded the stewardess, she looked a little insulted. No doubt she didn't get turned down very often.

Ray settled back in his seat, sipping his wine and watching the in-flight movie. It was some boring true-story about a kid with some terminal illness, but he needed something to take his mind off his sore balls. About mid-way through the flight he strongly considered calling the stewardess back, but there was no sign of her, no doubt he had missed his chance and she'd moved off to economy class where she was sure to find a passenger in need.

Ray unfastened his seat belt and headed for the bathroom. As he passed Nick and Christine's seat he saw the busty blonde bent over her husband's lap, assiduously bobbing her head over his lap. Nick was leaning back with his eyes closed contentedly, his hand resting on the top of Christine's head.

To Ray's surprise there was also a stewardess crouched down between Nick's legs, licking his testicles as his wife sucked his cock. Lucky asshole.

Ray scowled and continued on to the toilets. Typical of his luck they were all in use. He had to stand there for about ten minutes, dancing from leg to leg to avoid pissing his pants.

Finally one of the doors popped open and Ray was surprised to see the beautiful stewardess that had first propositioned Ray emerge from the toilet. She looked a little dishevelled, her previously immaculate hair was coming loose from her bun and her lipstick was slightly smudged. Following her out of the bathroom was a chubby looking young man, about eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a Hawaiian shirt that was unbuttoned, revealing his protruding belly.

If Ray wasn't so desperate for a piss he would have taken the chance to shag the stewardess, but instead he rushed passed them, hurriedly shutting the door behind him and then letting out a long satisfied moan as he relieved his stressed bladder.

On his way back to his seat he saw that Nick hadn't progressed much. His wife had swapped positions with the stewardess now however, so Christine was munching on her husbands balls as the stewardess slurped on his cock.

Ray returned to his seat, jealously glancing over at the old guy in the opposite row who was being ridden by the now topless Asian stewardess, his wrinkled old hands squeezing her perky tits as she bounced in his lap.

Ray returned to his boring in-flight movie as the stewardess orgy continued all around him in the business class section.

Much to Ray's disappointment, Nick didn't leave Christine's side throughout the entire flight. At one point, Ray heard Nick's loud moans as he exploded. But whether it was Christine or the stewardess swallowing the former quarterback's spunk, Ray didn't know.

Depressed, Ray disembarked in a miserable mood. He was returning home a failure.

It wasn't until he was almost all the way through security and customs that he cheered up. Just in front of him he saw a ginger haired young customs officer pulling aside a pretty young blonde. The customs officer was wearing a rubber glove on his right hand. Ray could barely suppress a smile.

***

Approximately fifteen minutes later, Ray watched as Christine Cooper emerged from the security and customs area alone.

"Hi Ray," she greeted him, obviously a little surprised to see him waiting there.

"Hi Christine. Where's Nick?"

Christine cringed a little at his question. "He got pulled aside by customs," she explained. "I'm not sure why, but they said the interview could take a couple of hours."

Ray grinned. "Fancy that...you need a ride home? It's on my way."

Christine brightened at his offer. "That'd be great Ray. I don't fancy waiting alone here at the airport, and Nick's got the car keys."

Ray's smile was unpreventable as he led Christine back to his car. As they drove out of the airport car park, he pulled the lovely blonde's head down into his lap to tend to his impatiently erection penis. The feel of her soft lips sliding down his hard shaft almost made him swerve off the road.

By the time they reached Christine's mansion, Ray had already cum heavily into the former cheerleader's mouth and she'd then spent the rest of the journey licking him back to hardness once again.

"Thanks babe, that took the edge off things so I should last a bit longer in your ass," he told Christine as he pulled her head up out of his lap.

Ray took Christine by the hand and led her up to the front door where they were greeted by the Cooper's rather surprised looking butler.

"Mrs Cooper?" he murmured in surprise at the sight of Christine arriving home without her husband Nick.

"Hi Jeeves," greeted Christine as Ray's hand slipped down behind her to squeeze her firm ass through her skirt. "Mr Cooper will be another couple of hours away and I'll be busy giving Ray here anal sex in the meantime. Can you make sure we're not disturbed?"

"Yes ma'am," the butler watched in amazement as Christine led Ray upstairs, the accountant's hand slipping up under her skirt to squeeze her ass as they departed.

As soon as they were upstairs Ray threw Christine onto the bed and stood over her, kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning his shirt. "I've been wanting to do this for the last twelve years," he breathed heavily as he looked down in awe at the gorgeous woman lying in front of him. He was finally about to fuck THE Christine Taylor. The hottest girl in high school. Captain of the cheerleading squad. The quarterbacks wife.

Christine smiled up at Ray as he threw off his shirt and started to take off his pants. "You are rather persistent Ray Williams," she told him as she kicked off her shoes.

Ray dropped his trousers and stood naked over the still clothed beauty, his hard four and a half inch cock jutting out towards her, still erect from her prior oral attentions. He was pleased that Christine didn't make any comment on the size of his member.

His small cock was almost quivering in excitement as he climbed onto the bed and straddled Christine. He reached out and started to unbutton her blouse, revealing a hint of a very sexy black lace bra.

"Is this the lingerie you bought for Nick?" asked Ray as he pulled open her blouse. Christine's ample boobs thrust upward from her chest, the bra holding her breasts together into an impressive cleavage.

"Yeah, I was going to surprise him with it when we got home," admitted Christine.

"I guess I get to enjoy it first," Ray grinned as he reached down and grabbed hold of Christine's delicious bra-clad tits, giving them a firm squeeze. He moaned softly to himself as he massaged them for a few moments through her bra before leaning over and running his tongue up her cleavage, tasting her soft flesh.

Ray moaned again as he moved up her body, pressing his lips tenderly against hers. Christine kissed him back as his tongue slid impatiently into her mouth. He couldn't believe he was kissing Christine Taylor. 

Ray ground his exposed erection against the front of Christine's skirt as his tongue explored the inside of her mouth and the lace of her bra rubbed against his chest. They made out for about five minutes before Ray finally lifted himself up, he was eager to see the rest of her.

He climbed off, noticing a slimy smear of his pre-cum on the front of her skirt. Ray pulled down the zip on the side of her skirt and stood up, pulling it off her so that she was left wearing only her brand new lingerie, a very sexy black lace bra and panty set.

"Poor old Nick is really missing out on something special," murmured Ray as he admired the quarterback's incredible wife. Her body was perfect. He briefly wondered if the customs agent had put on the rubber glove yet.

Ray reached out and stroked Christine's panty-clad crotch, feeling the heat of her pussy against his palm. He leant over her and began to kiss her mouth again as he slipped his fingers down inside the waistband of her new panties.

Christine moaned into his mouth as his fingers slid down, rubbing across her clit and the moist lips of her pussy. She let out a moan as his middle finger penetrated her. This was certainly more intimate than the typical public shag she was used to from strangers.

Ray's finger moved slowly in and out of Christine's pussy as he rubbed her clit firmly with the heel of his palm. At the same time he greedily kissed her mouth and rubbed his hard cock into her hip. Christine moaned louder as he slipped a second finger inside her, they were soaking wet from her juices and slid smoothly back and forth into her cunt.

Christine arched her back and reached underneath, hooking the piece of lacy lingerie and pulling it off, unleashing her big tits. Ray immediately dipped his head down and swiped his tongue over the closet nipple, sucking it into his mouth as he continued to work his fingers at the juncture of her smooth thighs.

"Oh Ray!" moaned Christine as he nursed on her nipple, rubbing his face into the soft melons of her chest.

Christine reached down between them and grabbed hold of Ray's hard shaft, stroking it in her soft hand as his fingers pushed into her pussy. 

Ray moaned, licking his way across Christine's chest to taste her other nipple, feeling the dark bud harden against his tongue.

"You should hurry up and stick it in me Ray," breathed Christine.

Ray's fingers slipped out of her cunt and she gasped at their sudden absence. He reached down and peeled off her soaked panties, spreading her legs wide and slipping between her silken thighs.

Christine moaned loudly as Ray suddenly surged forward, his rock hard erection sliding smoothly into Christine's wet pussy.

"Ah! Oh Ray!" she gasped as he moved against her, his cock sliding as deep as his length would reach, her glorious body writhing beneath him.

"Fuck you're so beautiful," breathed Ray, holding Christine's face tenderly in his hands and kissing her mouth once again.

Christine gently bit his lower lip as they broke off their kiss, then gasped as Ray gave a hard pump of his hips, shoving his cock deep within her.

"That wasn't the hole you wanted Ray," she murmured, punctuating the comment with a moan as Ray's hips pumped between her thighs.

"What's that?" he asked distractedly, sliding one hand down to squeeze a bare breast and rub his thumb across her hard nipple.

"I though you were going to fuck my ass?"

"Huh? Oh, right," Ray was enjoying making love to Christine so much that he'd almost forgotten the whole point of his revenge.

Ray pulled out of Christine causing them both to gasp at the sudden separation. Kneeling between her perfect thighs, Ray lifted her long legs up, balancing them on his shoulders. The position lifted her bum slightly and as he leant back over her, her tight ass was lifted.

Ray reached between them, positioning his hard cock against Christine's anus. He was already well lubricated from her sodden pussy so slowly pushed forward, penetrating the blonde's tightest orifice.

"Oh fuck!" cried out Christine as Ray slowly stuffed himself into her ass. She felt so tight. It was amazing, even better than he had imagined.

Christine bit her lower lip as Ray pushed down, forcing his erection deeper into her tiny hole. She let out a small whimper and her breathing quickened as Ray slowly started to pump his hips, sawing his hard cock in and out of Christine's perfect tight ass.

"Oh yeah!" he gasped as her tight back passage adjusted to his invading member and he was able to start thrusting into her. He was finally fucking Christine Taylor up the ass.

Ray moaned, he couldn't believe how tight she was, and he wasn't sure if he'd last long. He remembered how he'd felt when his lovely wife had told him that Nick Cooper had fucked her up the ass.

With a half lustful, half angry grunt Ray began to pound Christine's ass. He'd teach that quarterback bully to bugger his wife. 

The bedroom was filled with the sound of slapping flesh and Christine's sharp and shallow breathing as Ray stabbed his dick hard and fast into Christine's snug anus.

"Ah! Fuck Ray! Fuck my ass!" cried out Christine as Ray's hips jackhammered on top of her. Her legs were up, almost over her head as Ray pummelled her ass with his cock, each thrust driving her down into the bed. 

"That's it Ray, fuck me hard!" she gasped. With each thrust, Ray's dick bottomed out in her tight ass.

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" Christine was writhing beneath Ray as he bashed her ass, her whole body spasming as she came.

"Fill me up Ray! Pump your cum in me!"

Ray gave a grunt and his cock surged deep into her ass. He felt her ass clutching against him as he tensed up and exploded, shooting his semen deep up her ass. Wave after wave of cum blasted out of his twitching dick, flooding Christine's ass with his sticky jizz.

"Oh wow," breathed Ray as he slipped sloppily out of her hole and rolled over. "That was magnificent."

Christine was breathing hard beside him. "I've never cum from anal before," she admitted. "I didn't even realise it was possible."

"I needed that," he groaned, sitting up and turning to look at the naked beauty beside him once again.

"We should do this again sometime," said Christine, surprising Ray.

He grinned back at her. "I'd better get going before your husband arrives," he said. "You should tell him all about this though."

Christine slumped back on the bed, breathing heavily and barely moving.

Ray got dressed and left her lying naked on the bed, his cum leaking from her ass. On his way downstairs he winked at the butler before heading out the front door of the mansion.

To his surprise he saw Nick Cooper walking up the driveway towards him. Nick looked like he was in a fair bit of discomfort, waddling slightly as if he'd just been probed up the ass. Nick looked very surprised to see Ray leaving his house.

"Ray..?" he murmured in shock, stopping in his tracks.

Ray grinned broadly. "Don't worry buddy," he told him. "Your wife will be walking the same way too."

THE END