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Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 01

By: D.C. Roi



"Ohhhh, Milt!" Heidi Tate cooed while the man sitting next to her on the sofa tickled her neck with his fingertips. Warmth and delight began to spread through her. Her companion was Milt Bingham, the assistant principal of Jamestown High School, where Heidi was employed as school nurse.

The assistant principal was about five-six, balding, and somewhat portly. He had been very attentive to Heidi ever since he assumed the assistant principal's position at the beginning of the school year. He had been asking her out for quite a while, but she declined at first. Once she knew him better and came to regard him as a friend, she accepted his invitation to dinner.

He took her to a nice restaurant where they enjoyed a delicious meal. Heidi found she enjoyed spending time with Milt more than she thought she would and, when he asked, she agreed to accompany him to his apartment for an after-dinner drink.

When they got to Milt's tiny, but neat, apartment he mixed them each a drink, then they sat down on the sofa and chatted for a bit.

Then Milt set his drink down and began tickling Heidi's neck. "Your skin is so soft," he murmured as his fingers trailed over her.

Heidi, a divorcé, wasn't sure what to do. She'd been worrying all evening about what she would do if something like this happened. She was in a quandary because she wanted this to happen, yet she dreaded it, too.  It had been a long time since she'd known loving, she was vulnerable, and she knew that in the past she had made ill-advised decisions when she was in that state of mind.

"Heidi, you are so beautiful!" Milt whispered as his hand slid lightly over the nurse's neck. He'd been trying to get her to go out with him for so long, and now she was in his apartment and, so far at least, she wasn't resisting his advances. Like his attractive companion, he had been alone for a long time. While he touched Heidi, he felt himself rapidly traveling down the road to arousal.

Milt felt a powerful attraction for the pretty school nurse almost from the moment he set eyes on her. He thought she was one of the prettiest women he'd ever encountered. She was very pleasant and friendly toward him, more so than most of the women he met. And when he found out she was divorced he made up his mind that at last, he'd found the woman he could marry. The pudgy assistant principal had little experience in relationships, but felt that, after many years, he was developing one with Heidi Tate.

Heidi, blessed with genes that made her look ten years younger than she really was, had a very pert face, with startling green eyes. She was about five-seven, weighed just under one-thirty, and her lean body was wonderfully curved. She had lost a few pounds and the weight loss helped make her look even younger. She had white-blonde hair, which she wore straight, cut about ear-length. Tonight she had on a double-breasted tan suit that clung delightfully to her curvy body. The suit had a short skirt, which displayed her finely-formed legs.

Heidi felt Milt's hand cup her chin and she let him tug her face toward his. She still had misgivings about what was happening, but the gentleness with which he'd been tickling her neck had desire starting to glow inside her. When their faces moved toward each other, she gazed into his blue eyes and saw the longing in them. When their lips met a warm glow began to form inside her. She heard Milt groan softly and a soft thrill rippled through her. "This evening has been so nice, and it's getting better," she thought as the glow inside her intensified. "I'm glad I finally agreed to go out with Milt. He's really a sweet, gentle man."

Heidi had divorced her self-absorbed, philandering husband three years earlier. During the time her marriage was crumbling, her vulnerability led her into affairs with two students from the school where she worked. She knew sleeping with students was wrong, but she didn't have the strength to follow the dictates of her conscience. The affairs, which remained known only to her and the young men, still caused her feelings of guilt.

The first affair, with a young man named Bobby Draper, bothered her mainly because of how wanton she'd acted. He came to her office one day because he had sprained his ankle and...

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She was sitting in her office, distracted by thoughts of her sex life, or lack of one. Her husband hadn't made love to her in months and Heidi, a warm-blooded woman by nature, sorely missed the satisfaction the man she'd once been married to was no longer giving her. The soft knock on her office door snapped her out a delightful memory of a time early in her marriage when her husband wouldn't let her alone. The memories had aroused her but, unfortunately, she had no way of doing anything about that. She sighed softly, shook her head to clear it, and said, "Come in!"

Bobby Draper opened the door and hobbled in. She smiled at him. Bobby was a good student and was always very pleasant and polite. He was also kind of cute. He had taken an Emergency Medical Technician's course she'd talked the school into offering.

"What can I do for you, Bobby?" she asked. She saw him limping when he walked in and assumed he had hurt his foot or ankle. "What happened?" She got out of her chair and walked over to him.

"Ah...Nothin'...nothin'," Bobby said and blushed.

"From the way you're limping, I'd say it's something," she commented. For some reason, it was very warm in her office, warmer than it usually was.

"Aw, I just twisted my ankle on the steps," Bobby said. "Really, it's nothing. Mr. Davis made me come up here. If it was broken, I wouldn't be able to walk on it, right?"

"Maybe," she said. "But you took the EMT course, so you know that's not always the case." She took his arm and led him to the cot that sat along one wall of her office. "Sit down here, Bobby," she said. "Maybe your ankle isn't broken, but you might have sprained it. Why don't I take a look?"

She knelt on the floor, took Bobby's shoe off and manipulated the ankle. It moved without causing him a lot of pain. "Maybe it isn't sprained," she said. "Maybe you just strained it."

"Do...you have a...girlfriend, Bobby?" she heard herself inquiring. She had no idea where the question came from, or why she was asking it. She kept caressing his foot and it kept getting warmer in her office.

"Ah...I...I'm...sorta going with Paula Wilton," Bobby replied.

She was so wrapped up in how the bare skin of the young man's foot fetlt that she didn't hear his choked reply. "His skin is soft!" she thought. She continued to caress his ankle and leg absently. "Touching him feels so nice. God, how long has it been since I've touched someone? Someone male?" Need, which had been smoldering in her, began to flare and, as it did, it began to push reason and judgment aside. "It's been so long since I've had anyone make love to me, and to make love to," she mused. Her hand slid farther up the young man's leg. "I wish there was someone who wanted me!" She took a deep breath. "Do...do you have...a...a girlfriend, Bobby?" she heard herself asking again. She didn't realize that she had already asked the young man that, and he'd responded. She was so addled by carnal feelings that she wasn't aware of what she was saying or doing.

"Ah...yeah, Paula Wilton, like...like I said," Bobby replied. 

"Do...do you and she...do you make love, Bobby?" she heard herself whisper. She had no idea why she was asking the young man such intimate questions. It was almost as if someone else was asking them using her voice. She was trembling and her heart was pounding. Her hands continued to steal lightly up and down the boy's leg.

"Ah...ah...sometimes..." Bobby stammered.

"Bobby, do you think I'm pretty?" she heard herself ask. She felt disconnected from what was happening. It was as if she was watching a movie in which someone who looked like her was doing these lascivious, forbidden things. "What you're thinking about doing is wrong, terribly wrong!!!" a small voice inside her head warned, but her need-inflamed body and mind quickly banished the cautioning thoughts.

"Yeah, I...ah...I think you're real pretty, Mrs. Tate," Bobby replied.

A bell rang, then shortly afterward, another. "I...I guess...I guess school's over," she said softly. Her voice sounded dreamy. "Do...do you have to...to leave...Bobby?"

"Ahh...no, I guess not," the young man stammered.

She got to her feet and, walking like a zombie, went to the office door. She locked it, then she walked back to where Bobby lay on the cot and stood in front of him. "I...I'm glad you...you...don't have to...to leave," she said softly while Bobby stared at her, looking befuddled.

Her trembling hands moved to the neck of her uniform and she opened the first button. "Have...have you ever seen a...a woman naked, Bobby?" she whispered. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself.

Bobby gaped at her and nodded.

Oblivious to the young man's response, she unbuttoned another button. "Would you like to?" she murmured.

Bobby gulped and nodded again.

She continued to unbutton her uniform slowly, one button at a time, pausing each time she opened one. When all the buttons were opened, she shrugged her shoulders and the white garment whispered to the floor.

Bobby sat transfixed, staring at her while she stood in front of him wearing only a bra, panties, and white pantyhose. His eyes were wide and his face was red.

"Do you like what you see, Bobby?" she murmured, her voice husky. Her mind was a whirl of unbridled emotions.

Bobby nodded. "I...I sure do!" he croaked.

She reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and held the garment in her trembling hands for a few seconds, then she let it drop. She stood there, gasping for breath while Bobby stared at her exposed breasts, then she bent and slid her pantyhose and panties down and stepped out of them. Nude now, she straightened. Her chest heaving was heaving and her heart was pounding. What she was doing was something completely alien to everything she believed! She had taken off her clothes in front of a student! If what she'd done were ever discovered, she'd be fired in disgrace. Since nothing else she could do would get her in any more trouble, she rationalized, she might as well get what she needed.

"Would...would you like to...to touch me, Bobby?" she murmured while, stiffly, she moved closer to the wide-eyed young man.

Bobby nodded again and raised his hand slowly. She took his hand, kissed it softly, then she pressed it, palm-first, against her bare breast. Indescribable delight filled her when the young man's hand touched her. Her legs began to quake. "Go ahead, Bobby! Feel them, it's all right! I want you to!" she whispered urgently as both of the boy's hands closed gently around the swollen mounds on her chest. The young man cupped her firm breasts and squeezed them gently while she uttered soft moans of joy.

Exquisite sensations were permeating her. She felt a tickle on her thighs and realized she was flooded with the effluent of excitement. When the young man pulled gently on her rigid nipples it felt as if electric shocks were going through her. Wonderful electric shocks! Exquisite electric shocks!

"Ohhhh!!! That's nice! That's very nice, Bobby!!!" she murmured. "You have...Annhhh!!!...such a gentle touch!!!" It was wonderful! He treated her as if she were fine china. She quivered and moaned softly. She wanted this young man desperately, wanted to feel his hard penis in her, moving, thrusting deeply, making her come! She didn't care if the whole damn school walked in while it was happening, she had to have this boy's cock! 

Bobby continued caressing her breasts. Her nipples were now fully erect and straining out from the dark circles that surrounded them. He licked his lips. She knew what he was thinking. "Yes!!!" she whispered, "Kiss them, Bobby!" She sank onto the cot next to him. "Kiss my breasts!"

Bobby leaned forward and began to suckle her rock-hard nipples. Feelings of delight began to fill her. "Ohhh!!!! Yessss!!!" she exclaimed. He was nursing on her and it felt wonderful, so wonderful it felt as if she was about to... 

Out of nowhere, an orgasm exploded through her. "Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!" she groaned, "Oh, Goddddddd!!!! Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Don't stop!!! Don't stop!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh...Bobby!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Feelings of ecstasy swept over her and she leaned forward, clutching the lad's head to her heaving breasts.

Tingles of delight continued to radiate from her breasts after her orgasm passed. "That was wonderful! Oh, Bobby, that was incredible! Nothing like that ever happened to me before!" she gushed, hugging him. What he did to her was wonderful, but she wanted more! "Stand up, Bobby," she urged. "Let's...let's take your...your clothes off. I...I want you naked!"

 The trembling young man got to his feet and she tugged his rugby shirt over his head. She dropped the shirt on the floor, then she opened his pants and pushed them and his under shorts down. Finally, she removed his shoes and socks. He stood next to the cot shaking, his erection jutting in front of him.

She stared at the young man's erection for a few seconds, then she reached out and touched the swaying, jerking pole. Bobby gasped. Her fingers wrapped around the swollen organ and began to slide up and down the vein-encircled sides. Tiny, opalescent droplets seeped from the slit in the purple, arrow-shaped tip as she stroked it.

"Ohhhh!!!" Bobby moaned.

She continued pumping the young man's swollen organ and the more she did, the more her hunger grew. Her attention was totally focused on the throbbing, erect penis in her hand. In the thrall of lust, she began moving her head toward the young man's erection. Then her lips moved touched the swollen, dripping, purple tip. She heard him man gasp and a shudder went through her. She licked some of the sticky fluid from the tip and thought, "It really doesn't taste as bad as I thought it would!" Then she slid her lips around the head of the shaft and began to take more and more of it into her mouth. While she did, she stroked Bobby's legs and bottom and could feel the muscles in his buttocks begin to tighten and relax as she did.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Bobby groaned. "Mrs. Tate! It...feels...tooo...good. I'm...I'm gonna come!!!"

She heard the young man's impassioned warning but she ignored it and continued licking and sucking his cock, and massaging his balls. She found what she was doing delightful and didn't want to stop. Then the penis in her mouth begin to throb, his ass, which was clutched in her hand, clenched, and his hips jerked forward. She had never done anything like this before, even with her husband, but when she felt the penis throbbing against her lips, she she knew what was going to happen and, she realized, she wanted it to! "Come, my darling boy!" she thought, "Give me your come! Fill my mouth with your lovely hot juices!"

"Annnnnnhhhhhhh!!!!!! Annnnnhhhhh!!!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhh!!!" Bobby moaned as he exploded gobs and gobs of his hot, sticky fluids into her mouth.

The force of the young man's explosion surprised her. "Ohhhh!!!" she moaned.  When the first gobs of his juices blasted into her mouth she almost gagged. Then, because her mouth was so full, she began to swallow the hot juices spewing from him. Even though she was gulping them down, some of Bobby's essence seeped out of her mouth, ran down her chin, and dripped onto her breasts while she nursed on him.

When the penis in her mouth was totally limp, she let it slide from her mouth and looked up into the young man's passion-flushed face, grabbed him, and pulled him down onto the cot next to her. "I want you, Bobby!" she whispered. "I want you to make love to me! I need you! I want you as badly as you want me!" She laid back on the cot. "Please, Bobby, Touch me!"

Bobby slid his hand up between her legs and his fingers began probing the slick folds of her vagina. "Ohhhh!!!" she moaned. "Yesss!!! That's it, Bobby!!! Touch me there, there!!!" Maybe this was forbidden but it felt unimaginably good! She loved the way he was touching her!

Bobby, who was a far more skilled lover than she expected, soon had her writhing on the vinyl covered cot while ecstasy flooded her. Moans of delight poured from her in an almost unending song of joy. He slid one of his fingers inside her.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Heidi groaned. What the young man was doing to her felt so wonderful she could no longer speak. "Ohhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yesssssssssss!!!!!!"

Bobby increased the tempo he was using on the finger he was thrusting into her.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she moaned. Her hips, moving of their own volition, rocked up and down.

Bobby bent his head and began to kiss her inner her thighs. Eventually his tongue began to explore her puffy pink labia. Then he found her clit and sucked on it.

"Oh, God!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" she groaned when a stupendously powerful orgasm erupted through her. "Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

She looked at Bobby after her orgasm ended and, as her eyes traveled down over his body, she saw his erection. She, smiled and held her arms out to him. "Make love to me, Bobby!" she murmured.

Bobby got on the cot between her legs. She grasped his erection and, as he lowered his hips, she guided it into her warm, wet cavity. His entry sent a a shudder of delight through her. It felt incredible! He began plunging his engorged shaft into her with rapid movements of his hips.

Heidi was finally getting what she had missed for so long. She was jubilant as the young man's organ began to probe deep into her. "Ohhh!!! Bobby!!!" she moaned, her hips rising and falling. "My God, Bobby!!! Yessss!! Give it to me! Give it to meeee!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" She clutched the young man's bottom, pulling him tighter against her.

Bobby began moving his hips more and more forcefully, shaking her with his thrusts, making the cot thump against the cement block wall.

She felt herself approaching the bursting point then, suddenly, something let loose inside her and wild, wonderful sensations began sweeping over her. "Bobby!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!" she cried she shuddered through the second orgasm she'd experienced in less than an hour. "Take me, Bobby!!! Take me!!! Ohhhh!!!! Yesssss!!!!! Yessssss!!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

Bobby groaned when he came, filling her quavering channel with as his fiery cream.

Spent, they people lay in each other's arms on the small cot in her office. "That was so wonderful, Bobby!" she told the young man. She knew what she'd done was wrong, and she felt very ashamed of herself, but she couldn't deny that she also felt wonderful.

"Ah...thanks," Bobby replied. He felt himself blushing.

She kissed him tenderly. "You really are a sweet boy," she murmured.

Bobby blushed.

**********

Neither of the affairs lasted very long. Bobby got involved with a girl closer to his age, which ended that affair. The decision to end the affair with Tim Jackman, who she'd come to care for very deeply, wound up being more difficult than her decision to end her marriage. Tim had been getting very serious, and so had she. That scared her enough to break off with him.

Her affair with Tim had been over for three years, but there were still times when she missed the young man who made her feel like no man before or since ever had. The fact that she continued to remember him so fondly helped convince her that ending the affair was the right thing to do. She knew there would have been future for them. "It was better to end my relationship with Tim when I did," Heidi told herself over and over again. "If I hadn't ended it then, it would have been even more painful for both of us."


Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 01



All Milt knew was that Heidi was responding to his advances. He had no idea she was recalling what she'd done with her teenage lovers and that those recollections were arousing her as much or more than what his caresses were.

Too late, Heidi realized she was responding to Milt's caresses more powerfully than she anticipated. "Oh, God!" she thought as her arms slid around the assistant principal.  "Why am I letting this happen? What is wrong with me? Why am I so out of control?"

Milt realized Heidi was allowing him to go much farther than he expected. Excited, he allowed his caresses to grow bolder. He began to unbutton her suit jacket.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Heidi cooed when she felt Milt opening her jacket. She didn't intend to allow him to go this far on their first date, but her body, denied satisfaction for so long, seemed to have other ideas. The glow inside her continued to grow brighter and brighter and was threatening to become an open fire of need.

Once Milt got Heidi's jacket open his hands stole onto her breasts, which were encased in a silken bra. He felt the nurse trembling and the pace of his journey down the highway of eros hastened. He squeezed her breasts gently for a time, then his thumbs began to rub his thumbs over her nipples through the bra.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!!" Heidi thought. The fires of passion inside her were blazing ever more brightly. "I haven't felt this good in so long!"

Emboldened by Heidi's lack of protest, Milt tried to find the clasp that held her bra closed. He fumbled around for a while before he found it, in front, between her breasts. He managed to open it and his eyes widened when two of the loveliest breasts he'd seen in a long time were exposed to his avid gaze.

"Ohhhhh!" Heidi murmured when she felt her bra loosen. "Oh, God! I shouldn't let him do this! Not on our first date!" she thought, but she had neither the strength, nor the will, to ask him to stop. She needed a man! Badly. It had been too long since she'd known satisfaction.

Milt couldn't stand seeing those lovely breasts and not touch them. He bent his head and began to suckle the elongated tip of one breast while he took the tip of the other one between his thumb and forefinger and began to twirl it. He felt Heidi shudder and heard her groan softly.

"Godddddd!!!!" Heidi gasped when the assistant principal's lips and fingers began to caress her breasts. "Oh, Milt! Oh, God! That feels heavenly!" She felt tingling in her middle, an insistent tingling which became more and more intense as his lips and fingers continued to work on her.

Milt paused briefly from what he was doing to Heidi's breasts. "You are so lovely!" he whispered reverently. Then he resumed his erotic activity and heard her groan even more fervently.

Heidi shuddered when she felt Milt's hand fall onto her leg. It slid down, then began moving up under her skirt. Her conscience told her she should make him stop but her need-inflamed body overruled her better judgement. He was a nice man and, so far, his loving had been tender. And she did need what wanted to give her!

Milt's heart thudded as his hand slid up the slick surface of Heidi's nylon-covered leg. She groaned softly when her legs parted. He was more turned on than he could remember being in a long, long time. She was the prettiest woman he'd been with in ages! And she was acting as if she wanted him as much as he wanted her!

Tremors of delight rumbled through Heidi while Milt caressed her leg. His hand moved higher, ever higher, forcing her skirt ahead of it. She hadn't felt this good in so long! "Ohhhhhh!!! Milt!!!" she groaned. Then he began to stroke her vagina through her pantyhose and panties and her hips jolted. "Ohhhhhhhh!!!! Godddddddd!!!" she moaned. His touch felt heavenly!

Milt couldn't believe how quickly, or powerfully, Heidi had gotten aroused. The gorgeous school nurse was moaning and clutching him and her hips were squirming on the sofa. He could feel the heat and dampness of her passion as he caressed her middle. He had no idea she would be this hot! He kept rubbing his fingers up and down over her middle and she kept jolting and groaning. While he teased her vagina, he resumed suckling her nipples, first one then the other.

Heidi's reaction grew even more impassioned. She could barely contain herself. Milt was caressing her middle, his fingers rubbing over her labia and clit through her undergarments, and his lips were doing maddeningly wonderful things to her breasts. She wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to stand all this wonderful feeling without...

"Milt!!! Oh, God!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she moaned. Without intending to - or realizing she was about to - she exploded into an orgasm, driven beyond control by her desperate need and her date's avid caresses.

"She's coming! My God!" Milt thought when Heidi's body began to spasm and loud passionate cries erupted from her. He continued his caresses until she lay quiet on the sofa.

Heidi, spent by the sudden, powerful orgasm Milt's caresses had evoked, lay on the sofa, her eyes closed, barely aware of what was happening. She hadn't expected to come so soon, and the unexpectedness and intensity of her coming left her stunned. She felt the sofa move and opened her eyes. Milt was standing in front of the sofa, taking off his clothes. Before she could move, he knelt on the sofa and tugged off her panties and pantyhose.

Milt, gasping for breath, laid on top of Heidi and felt his erection prod her belly. He couldn't wait. His cock was so swollen he thought it would explode. He needed her! He groaned softly when he felt her hand encircle his cock. He groaned even louder when he felt his swollen tool begin to sink into her.

Heidi sighed with delight when the man's tool slid into her. "Take me! Yes, Milt, take me!" she murmured. She had been without this far too long. A shudder of joy raced up her back.

"Oh, God! Heidi!! Oh, God, Heidi!!!" Milt cried. He was experiencing sweet delights he could barely stand. His hips began to move of their own volition, driving his cock into the nurse lying under him. "Too good!! Oh, God!! This feels too good!!! I...I...I can't wait!!! Oh, God!!! Forgive me, Heidi, I...I can't wait!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" His loins uncoiled and copious amounts of his hot sauce gushed from him. His hips continued thudding against Heidi until there was nothing left in him. Finished, he collapsed atop her and clung to her.

When Heidi felt Milt coming a small shudder of delight went through her. She was disappointed that he hadn't been able to keep going until she was satisfied, too, but she did feel compassion for him. She knew he didn't date much and he had obviously been highly aroused. Having him want her so much he was out of control was kind of heady. She looked at him and was touched when she saw tears rolling down his cheeks.

Milt lay on top of Heidi, gasping for breath. He felt so ashamed. He'd failed. He wanted this night to be so good but instead he went off like a teenager making it for the first time! "Heidi...I...I'm sorry," he sobbed. "I...it felt too good, I...I'm so sorry!"

Although Milt had left her unsated, Heidi felt sympathy for him. She caressed his balding head. "That's all right," she said softly, "I understand. I really do." She put her arms around the sobbing man and held him. "It really is all right. After all, you did take care of me before we started, didn't you?" The orgasm he'd given her with his lips and hands had been nice, but it only left her wanting more.

Milt finally got himself under control, rolled off Heidi, and sat on the sofa next to her, watching her re-arrange her clothing. "Heidi, I...I really am sorry," he stammered. "I...it wasn't supposed to be like that, I..."

Heidi laid her fingers on the man's mouth. "Shush," she said. "It is all right, Milt. I'm not angry." After all, he had given her one orgasm which was more than her husband gave her in the last year of their marriage. She leaned over and kissed the red-faced assistant principal. "I think you're very sweet," she said.

They chatted for a few minutes and it became clear to Heidi that nothing more would be happening that night. "Tim always satisfied me," she found herself thinking as she and Milt talked. "Making love with younger men does have advantages." She shook off the thought. Why couldn't she stop thinking about Tim?

"Ah...I...I'll get dressed and drive you home," Milt said. "I...as soon as I go to the bathroom."

After they got cleaned up, they went out to Milt's car and, a little while later, he stopped his car in front of Heidi's house. He turned to her. "I...I really am sorry, Heidi," he said, "I..."

"Milt, it's all right," Heidi said. "Really!"

"Would...would you go out with me again?" Milt asked. He was surprised he had the courage to ask after his failure. "Ah...dinner next Friday and..."

Heidi smiled at him. "I think that would be nice, Milt," she said. "Maybe next time things won't get so out of hand," she thought.

"Really?" Milt asked, surprised she wanted to see him again.

Heidi nodded. "Really," she replied, smiling. She slid across the seat and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. "I did have a good time tonight," she said softly. "You're sweet. In fact, instead of going out, why don't you come over to my house. I'll make you dinner."

"I'd love that," Milt said. He watched Heidi get out of the car and walk up the sidewalk to her house. When she was safely inside, he put the car in gear and drove off, smiling. She was willing to give him another chance. He liked that.

Inside her house, Heidi leaned against the closed front door. "God!" she thought, "I had no idea how horny I was! Maybe next time I can help Milt make things a little more satisfying for both of us."

She went to her bedroom, got in bed, and tried to fall asleep. She didn't get to sleep for a long time, though, because she kept having more troubling memories about Tim Jackman.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 02



Passion In James County IV: Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 2

Tim Jackman finished putting on his uniform in the locker room of the Jamestown police station. He was a good-looking young man of twenty-one who stood six feet tall, had brown hair and blue eyes, and weighed one hundred and ninety pounds, thirty pounds more than he'd weighed in high school. He was also more muscular than he'd been in high school because of the hours he spent daily working out to keep himself in shape for his job.

After he had his uniform on, Tim joined the other officers working night shift in the roll call room to await their nightly briefing from the sergeant who was the night shift supervisor.

Tim was finishing his first year as a patrolman on the Jamestown Police Department. After he graduated from high school, he attended a local community college and got an associate's degree enforcement, then he joined his hometown police department. He was still attending community college at night, working toward his bachelor's degree in law enforcement.

He told his parents, who weren't thrilled by his choice of careers, that he intended to become a lawyer eventually but now, after a year in uniform, he knew he never wanted to be anything but a working cop. The only career change he contemplated was promotion to sergeant and assignment to the detective division.

He found a seat near the back of the roll call room and, along with the rest of the night shift, waited for the sergeant to appear and give them their patrol assignments for the night.

Sergeant Dawson, a bulky man with dark hair and a bushy moustache, who wore his wire-rimmed glasses perched on the tip of his pointy nose, walked into the room carrying his clipboard in his hand. He looked around at the officers who comprised his shift and nodded. "Listen up, people," he said. He glanced down at his clipboard. "Here are your assignments for the night."

Ten minutes later, Tim and his partner and field training officer, Lex Dumont, walked out of the station, headed for their patrol car.

"You mind being recorder again, college boy?" Lex asked. He was the senior member of the two man team, a fifteen-year veteran of the streets. Normally the junior officer was the driver but Lex, who was computer-phobic, hadn't managed to master the intricacies of the computer terminals the department had installed in all of the cruisers. That meant Tim was passenger officer ever since they began working together.

Tim laughed. "No problem, old-timer," he said. "You know where all the donut shops are better than I do, anyhow." He liked his partner who had earned the reputation of being one of the best patrol officers on the force. He learned a lot from Lex; every night brought new lessons which helped him improve his police skills.

"Damn smart-assed kid," Lex muttered. "You know I don't eat donuts."

"Yeah, I know," Tim shot back. "It's those cheese Danish at Flossie's you're addicted to."

They stowed their gear in the car, got in, and Lex started out of the parking lot while Tim put them in service using the computer terminal.

"I don't see why we have to have those damn computers in the cruisers," Lex grumped as he headed for their patrol sector. "There's nothing wrong with radios far as I can tell." He snorted. "Actually, I never minded using call boxes, for that matter."

Tim didn't respond to his partner's comments. He and Lex had the radio versus computer argument at least once a month and he wasn't in the mood for it tonight. "Be nice if we had a quiet night for a change," he ventured.

"Yeah," Lex agreed. "Actually, seeing as how we're patrolling the high-rent district tonight, maybe it will be quiet." Their patrol area, known as the East Sector, consisted of mostly high-value residential properties. There was little or no criminal activity in the East Sector, other than an occasional prowler complaint, and those almost always turned out to be unfounded.

They had been assigned to Central Sector, the downtown area. It was a busy district, filled with rowdy bars. Working there helped keep their arrest statistics up, but left them drained at the end of the shift. Despite the heavy workload, Tim liked working Central Sector because the action gave him the experience he knew he'd need.

They managed to get half-way through their shift without having any calls. The only police work they did was issue one traffic ticket for speeding and a warning for the same offense.

"Working this sector sure is boring," Tim commented after he gave the second driver, an older woman, her warning.

"Yeah, it sure is," his partner agreed. "I'll talk to Dawson, maybe I can get him to reassign us to Central Sector again."

"I sure hope he does it," Tim said. "Jesus, for all the calls there are up here, you could cover this sector out of headquarters."

Lex turned onto a shadowy residential street and the patrol car cruised slowly past the huge, dark homes. The officers peered out the windows of the police car, surveying the darkened houses, looking for anything that might be out of place.

Tim spotted a house he knew only too well. "That's where Heidi used to live," he thought, experiencing a funny feeling in his stomach. "I wonder if she still does."

He could finally think about Heidi Tate, his former lover, without too much pain, but it took quite a while for him to get to that point. He remembered the last time he saw Heidi, three years earlier. He'd gone over to her house - the one they'd just cruised by - just as he had several times before...

**********

Heidi met him at the door and they shared a long, passionate kiss.

He grabbed her bottom and pulled her against him, pressing his swollen member against her. He felt her go slack in his arms.

"Let's...let's go upstairs," she gasped when the kiss ended.

The minute they got to Heidi's bedroom, he began to strip her clothes off. Her fingers worked on his clothing at the same time. He loved helping her undress, and found having her undress him incredibly exciting. He found having her want him as much as she obviously did a very intoxicating experience.

Once their clothes were off, the lovers tumbled into Heidi's king-sized bed. His lips immediately went to her protruding nipples, and her hands sought his erection. Then, together, they slowly, joyfully, explored, caressed, and excited each other.

He caressed Heidi, watching her excitement rapidly build to a level of near-frenzy.

She rolled on her back and pulled him on top of her. "Oh, darling, please!" she groaned. "I need you. I...I don't want to wait! Take me, Tim!"

He felt his erection slide up his partner's belly between them and didn't have to be asked twice. He needed the ravishing nurse desperately. He felt her rigid nipples, hot points of need, jabbing into his chest.

"Take me!" Heidi urged, "Now!" Her voice was filled with urgency.

He raised his hips, then lowered them, and felt his rigid shaft slide into her warm, damp opening. He was in her!

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Lover!!! Yessssss!!!!" Heidi groaned, "That's what I need!!!!"

He began to move his hips and, together, the couple rode breaking waves of jubilation. Their bodies strained together while they exchanged lustful feelings.

Heidi's passion reached a crescendo, then blossomed into sweet, joyful explosions of bliss. "Yessssssss!!!! Yesssssss!!! Darling, yesssssss!!!!!"she cried as she came. "Take meeeeee!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!! Take meeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!"

When Heidi came, so did he. His loins uncoiled in a burst of delight, exploding his juices into her rocking, twisting body. "Heidi!!!! Oh, Godddd!!!!!!!" he cried. 

Afterward, still glowing from their shared joy, they lay in each other's arms.

Heidi kissed him. "I can't believe it!" she exclaimed breathlessly. "Every time we make love it's different, and each time it's more wonderful than the last!"

"It is, isn't it?" he replied. He took her in his arms and their lips locked in a longing, passionate kiss. "Want to go again?" he asked when the kiss ended.

Heidi shook her head and a serious look formed on her face. "Tim there...there's something we need to talk about," she said hesitantly.

"What?" he asked. He caressed her face lightly with his fingers. He didn't understand why she'd gotten serious and looked so sad.

Heidi took a deep breath. "Tim...I...I don't know how to tell you this..." she said, "...but...I...I have to...to stop seeing you."

He felt tears welling up in his eyes. "No!" he exclaimed. "No! You can't mean that!"

Heidi gazed into his eyes and nodded. "I do, my love," she said softly. Her eyes were wet, too. "I have no choice. I...what we're doing is wrong. If anyone finds out, I'll be fired from my job and I could be prosecuted."

"I'm not going to tell anyone," he protested. "You know I'd never do that!" He felt more pain than he believed it was possible to feel.

"I know you won't, but I've made up my mind," Heidi said. "I have to do this. I really do."

He couldn't keep anger from flaring up inside him. "So...so that's it, huh?" he asked bitterly. "I suppose now that you've got what you want, you want me to leave, huh?" The minute he said it, he was sorry. The pained look on Heidi's face hurt him almost as much as what she'd told him.

"Tim, I..." Heidi said. "That's not the way it is. I...what I'm doing...it's...it's best for both of us."

He got out of bed. "Yeah, sure," he retorted. "Sure it is." While tears streamed down his cheeks, he climbed into his clothes. Once he was dressed, he turned and started for the door. Before he went out, he stopped and turned to face Heidi, who lay on the bed, crying. "Have a good life, Heidi," he snapped.

"Tim..." Heidi said, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Tim..."

**********

"Tim! Hey, partner," Lex said, "The goddamn computer's beeping. Do something about it, will you?"

"What?" Tim said, snapping out of his reverie, "Ah...OK." He glanced at the computer. "We got a call. Possible prowler, 1245 Westmont."

"Shit!" Lex said, "Jesus, I remember that address from when I worked this area ten years ago. That's old Mrs. Burke. There's no prowler. She's just lonely and wants someone to talk to. Oh, well." The car speeded up. "Where the hell were you, partner?" Lex asked. "You went away on me there for a while."

"I...I was just thinking about something," Tim replied. Would he ever be able to get Heidi out of his mind? He hoped so.

"When we get through with Mrs. Burke," his partner said, "how about we go get some coffee?"

"And a cheese Danish?" Tim asked. "Maybe at Flossie's?"

"Goddamn smartass kid!" Lex grumped.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 03



Passion In James County IV: Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 3

On Friday evening, Heidi busily prepared for her second date with Milt Bingham. Their first date was a disaster, but she hoped tonight would be better. She and Milt were both lonely and they both needed someone. She hoped her relationship with Milt might develop, and might lead to her being sexually satisfied for the first time in ages. She had been alone far too long.

While she prepared for her date with Milt, Heidi couldn't keep herself from thinking about Tim Jackman, although she didn't understand why he was so much in her thoughts.

"Tim was such a wonderful lover," she mused as she worked on the meal she was preparing. "I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't broken off with him. Is it possible we could have had a future?"

Milt Bingham was pacing in his small apartment, holding a drink in his hand, taking frequent gulps from it. Actually, it was the third drink he had fixed himself since he got home from school. He was trying to calm his nerves so this evening wouldn't turn out as disastrously as his last date with Heidi had.

Milt, a bachelor, was quite shy. He had dated very little over the years and wasn't very sexually experienced. His sexual failure with Heidi had preyed on his mind ever since the night it happened and he was determined not to let it happen again. She was gorgeous, the prettiest woman he'd ever dated. He never dreamed he'd get to go out with someone as pretty as she was. He had failed once, he didn't want it to happen again.

"I have to keep control of myself tonight," he told himself. He finished his drink and looked at the clock. He still had an hour before he had to be at Heidi's house. He fixed himself another drink.

Heidi checked the food which was cooking on, and in, her stove; then she wiped her hands and headed for her bedroom. It was time to get ready. "What should I wear?" she thought. She had a considerable wardrobe and reviewed the possibilities in her mind. "I think I'll go casual," she decided finally. A loose blue plaid shirt with a ruffled collar and loose jeans would be good, she concluded. Having made her clothing decision, she took off her clothes and got in the shower.

"Tim and I used to take showers together," she thought as the hot spray pelted down on her. "God, was that ever wonderful!" Memories of their shared experience in the shower filled her mind and warmed her body.

**********

Exhilarated by the love-making she and Tim had just shared, she stretched luxuriously. She was very aware of the fact that he was watching her avidly as she did. She felt his hand slide over her body and the now-familiar reaction of her body to his tender caresses.

She laid her hand on his. "Before we do anything else, I need a shower," she said. She climbed out of bed. "Want to take a bath with me, Tim?"

Tim grinned. "OK!" he said and jumped to his feet.

When they were in the shower, Tim grabbed a washcloth and soap. He soon had her body covered with foamy lather and filled with intense heat.

"Tim! My God! I don't believe this! You're turning me on again!" she gasped. She felt her body begin to quiver as he "washed" her vagina thoroughly. Her legs were rubbery. "Oh God!" She clutched him for support. "I've never been washed...Ohhhhh!!!!...like, like...Ahhhhhhh!!!...like this."

Tim smiled at her. "Here..." he said and handed her the sudsy washcloth. "You can wash me now."

Quaking with desire, she took the cloth and reached for the soap. It squirted out of Tim's hand, falling to the floor of the shower. She turned to pick it up and was taken completely by surprise by what he did next. The minute she bent over, he grabbed her hips and shoved his cock into her.

"Tim!!" she exclaimed, thrilled by his unexpected action. Super sensations flooded her as his penis plunged deep into her.

"Want me to stop?" he asked.

"Don't...don't...Oh God!!!...don't you...Ahhh!!!...don't you dare!" she replied. She'd never dreamed it was possible to make love in the shower and that it would feel so good! She clutched the faucets and began to rock back against him, thrill after thrill racing through her.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Tim moaned. His thighs slapping against hers, "My God, Heidi!! You're incredible!!!"

Tim continued to lunge into her and she felt her orgasm approaching. Her insides were knotting and she knew release would come soon.

"Ohhhh!!!!! Heidi!!! Heidi!!! Aggggghhhhhh!!!!!" Tim cried, "I'm comingggggggg!!!!!" 

When his torrid fluids blasted into her she lost control. "Yessssss!!!!! Yesssss!!!" she cried, her hips jolting, "I'm cominnnnggg, tooo!!! Yesssssssss!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her insides felt as if they were in a blender.

**********

Heidi hugged herself and shuddered. "God!" she thought. Her body was filled with heat. "I've got to stop thinking about things like that. That time is over. I need to start living in the present. Living in the past won't solve the problems of the present."

She pushed her memories of Tim to the back of her mind, finished her shower, dried off, dressed, and went back downstairs to finish preparing for Milt's arrival. She got out a bottle of wine, opened it, and set it aside to breathe. The doorbell rang.

She headed for the door. "Well..." she thought, "...here we go. I hope tonight turns out better than our last date did." The memories of Tim had stoked the fires of need in her, so now, more than ever, she wanted the evening to be satisfying.

When she greeted Milt at the door, she smelled alcohol on his breath when he bent to kiss her on the cheek. She wasn't encouraged because she knew what effect alcohol had on people's ability to function sexually. He followed her to her dining room, and they sat down to eat.

She was very aware of the fact that Milt drank four glasses of wine during dinner. "He's half-drunk," she thought despairingly. "Damn! That's not a good sign."

After they finished their meal, they went into the living room and sat down on the sofa. Milt slid over, put his arms around Heidi, and they kissed.

They continued to neck for a time and Heidi was pleasantly surprised to find that things were going quite well. Milt was gentle, if a bit clumsy, and she was getting turned on. Finally, she leaned back and looked at the red-faced man. "Let's go to my bedroom," she said softly.

"Yesssss!!!" Milt replied, "Oh, yessss!"

When they were in her bedroom, Heidi and Milt removed their clothes and got into bed. She felt Milt move against her, then he cupped one of her breasts in his hand and tingling warmth began to spread. "Tonight!" she thought while excitement began to flood through her, "Tonight it's finally going to happen! Tonight I'll be satisfied!" He caressed her breast, her nipples stiffened and passion began to smolder in her compact, lovely body. She'd needed this for so long, nothing could have kept his touch from exciting her. When she felt his swelling penis pressing against her leg she knew he was turned on, too!

Milt's hand slid across her belly, then he cupped her vagina. She gasped when his finger began to probe her wet opening. Her body bucked upward. "Yesss! Oh, Yesss, Milt!!" she murmured. Her hips began to undulate in counterpoint to the thrusts of his finger. "That's good!! Oh!!! Oh...Milt!!!! That's it!!!! Oh...God!!!!!"

Milt rolled on top of her, between her legs and his hand fumbled between them, seeking his cock. Once he had it in his hand, he placed the tip at Heidi's vagina, then he drove into her.

The intrusion of Milt's hard, hot, flesh sent thrills rippling through Heidi. Her passion continued to grow and she felt her middle tightening, the signal of approaching orgasm. "Yesssss!!!" she groaned. While he continued to plunge into her, the protestations of joy she uttered grew more impassioned. "Take...meee!!!! Oh, Milt!!! Take...meeeee!!!"

"Unnnnnhhhhh!!!! Unnnhhhh!!!" Milt grunted as his thrusts became more and more urgent.

Stunned, Heidi realized what was about to happen. "Noooooo!!!!! Please!!! Milt!!! Nooo!!!!!" she cried. He was going to come, but she wasn't ready yet! If he'd just keep going a few more seconds, she'd be there. Then his hot sperm was jetting into her. Milt's movements stopped and, almost immediately, she felt his penis begin to soften. She couldn't stand it! She needed more! Just a little more! She pulled at him, beseeching him, "Please, Milt, don't leave me like this! Please!!!" she moaned.

But her protests were in vain. She felt his limp penis slide from her still-craving opening then he rolled to the bed next to her. She continued to plead, ashamed to hear herself, but unable to stop. "Please, Milt, don't leave me like this!" she implored him. "Please! Don't leave me hanging again!"

"Heidi, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Milt said, his voice soft and tremulous. "I...you...you're so exciting and..."

"Please!!" Heidi groaned. She was desperate. She needed to come!

"Heidi, I...I don't know what to say..." Milt replied. Ashamed, he got out of the bed. "If...if we wait a while, maybe we could try again and..."

Heidi's body shook with unasated need. She hadn't had an orgasm with a man in so long! For the second time, he'd aroused her only to leave her hanging. She couldn't keep the anger she felt in check any longer. "Milt, I think it would be best if you left," she said.

"Heidi, I..." Milt protested.

"Please, Milt, I...I want to be alone," she said.

"All right," Milt said. He began to put on his clothes, glancing at Heidi as he did. She lay on the bed, curled up, the covers pulled over her. Once he had his clothes on, he sat down on the bed. "Heidi," he said. He laid his hand on her shoulder, but she pulled away from him. "I'm sure...I'm sure if we tried again..." he began.

"Milt, please leave," she said.

Dispirited, the man stood up, looked at her one more time, then he walked out of the room.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 04



"Thanks for a wonderful evening," Barbara Loomis told Tim Jackman when they pulled up in front of her apartment building late Saturday evening.

Barbara worked at the Jamestown Police Department, as the secretary for the chief of detectives. She'd wanted to go out with Tim since the first time he'd come into her office to drop off crime reports from his shift for the detectives, and was delighted when he asked her to go to the movies with him. She accepted his invitation immediately.

"It's not that late. Would you like to come up for a cup of coffee?" she asked.

"Sure," Tim said. He studied at his companion. Her honey-blonde hair, which looked thick and soft, fell just below her shoulders and framed an attractive face that held a pair of arresting blue eyes. She also had a very kissable pair of full lips. She was tall, about five-nine, weighed maybe one-thirty-five, and every ounce of that weight was well-distributed from what he could see. She had on white cable-knit cardigan sweater and a snug ribbed white skirt that allowed him to see how we--formed her long legs were.

Barbara's apartment was on the second floor, and following the lovely girl up the stairs provided Tim with quite a pleasing view. Her alluring bottom moved wonderfully as she mounted the stairs. His cock was half-hard by the time they reached her door.

When they got into the apartment, Barbara directed Tim to the sofa in her living room and she headed for the little kitchen area adjoining it to make the coffee. "Do you take cream or sugar in your coffee?" she asked as she started getting the coffee going.

Tim said, " I take it black."

Barbara smiled. "All you cops drink your coffee black, don't you?" she said.

Tim nodded. "It's a necessary evil if you're working night shift," he replied. "Got to do what you have to so you can stay awake."

Barbara started the coffee pot, then she walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa next to him. She laid her hand on his. "I really did have a nice time tonight, Tim," she said softly.

Tim wasn't prepared for the sensations that shot up his arm when Barbara's hand touched his. They were a lot stronger than he anticipated. "I, ah, I had a nice time, too," he admitted. He smiled at the pretty blonde.

Barbara blushed, got up, went to the counter and filled two cups with coffee. Then she carried them to the coffee table, set them down, then sat down next to Tim again. "Do you like being a cop, Tim?" she asked.

Tim nodded. "A lot," he replied. "I guess I've always wanted to be a cop, actually." He put a hand on her arm.

Barbara was leaning forward to put down her coffee cup when he touched her. When she felt his touch, she turned toward him.

Barbara's sudden turn caught Tim off guard. He didn't have time to pull his hand away and it wound up resting on the side of one of her firm breasts. When he realized where his hand was, he jerked it away quickly and turned bright red. "I...I'm sorry, Barbara," he stammered, "I...I didn't mean to...ah...."

Barbara reddened and smiled at her date, enjoying his discomfiture. "I know, Tim," she said, softly, "if I hadn't moved so fast, it wouldn't have happened. But...but I...I don't mind..." She blushed again and kept looking at him, then she leaned forward and put her arms around him. "I'm not sorry it happened," she whispered. "It...it felt nice."

Tim's throat tightened, his cock leapt in his pants, and his arms went around her. It felt awfully good to have a woman in his arms again. It had been quite a while.

Barbara tilted her head back and looked up at Tim, her lips parted ever so slightly. Then he covered her lips with his. The kiss grew more ardent the longer it persevered.

Barbara's tongue caressed Tim's lips and, tentatively, his tongue came out, seeking contact with hers. Her arms slid around his neck and, with a muffled groan, she strained against him, showing an urgency that surprised him.

When the kiss ended, Barbara looked at Tim with wide eyes. Her chest was heaving and she was trembling. "Oh, Tim," she whispered. "I...I feel so strange. I...I..."

"I do, too," he said, caressing her face. Then he started to comb his fingers through her soft, silky hair. She pressed against him and continued to gaze into his eyes.

Over Barbara's shoulder, Tim saw the open door to her bedroom. He stood up, took her hand, pulled her to her feet and into his arms. Barbara moved against him and again their lips met in a kiss just as passionate as their first one. When the kiss was over, Tim led his trembling date toward the open doorway.

"Tim, what...what are you doing?" Barbara asked softly.

"I'm going to make love to you," he told her.

"Oh, yessss!!" Barbara murmured.

Tim's heart thudded like a pile-driver and his legs were shaky as, holding hands, they walked into her bedroom.

Inside the room, they faced each other. Barbara's chest was heaving and her eyes were squeezed shut. Tim began opening her sweater and she stood there trembling, offering no resistance.

When he had the sweater unbuttoned, Tim peeled it from her and dropped it to the floor, then he ran his fingers lightly over the silky, warm skin he'd exposed. He felt goose-bumps rise on her soft flesh.

"God, Tim, that feels so wonderful," Barbara whispered. "You...you're so gentle..."

Tim loosened her skirt then pushed it down, leaving her wearing only a bra and panties. He continued caressing her, then he slipped his hands behind her and he undid the clasp of her bra.

When she felt her bra loosen, Barbara raised her hands to her chest and held the flimsy garment in place, looking at Tim wide-eyed.

He slid his hands down her sides, hooked the waist of her panties and dragged them down, then began caressing her buttocks.

Barbara opened her mouth as if she was going to say something, but only a soft moan came out. Tim pulled her against him and she let herself be drawn into his strong arms. Soft murmurs continued to pour from her.

Tim could feel his pretty companion trembling as he held her against him. He took her hands from her chest and her bra slid down her arms, then fell to the floor, leaving her nude. Her breasts sagged only a little, and her nipples - surrounded by large, dark areoles - were thick and beginning to emerge. Her belly was a smooth, flawless rounded expanse of skin. He gazed at her, finding her even more stunning than he expected her to be.

He urged her onto the bed, then he knelt next to her, leaned over her, and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Barbara grasped his head and moaned. His lips ventured from one breast to the other, sucking the splendid, swollen tips. While he suckled the lovely blonde's breasts, her body twisted and turned and the magnitude of her moans increased. He let his hand roam over the rest of her lovely physique.

Barbara pressed up off the bed against Tim's caresses, then she began to moan when his lips began moving down from her breasts, headed for her gently rounded belly. He slid his hand between her thighs, onto her vagina. Her clit was hard and erect and, as his hand slid over it, the pretty blonde jolted as if she'd been given an electric shock.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" she cried. "Oh, God, Tim! That feels so wonderful!"

When his companion's legs parted Tim began tracing the outline of her wet opening with a single finger, feeling the silken softness of her labia. After a while, he inserted his finger between the well-lubricated slips. Her hips rocked upward when his finger moved into her, seeking the penetration that was clearly giving her pleasure.

"Yesssss!!! Do it!!! Oh, Yesssss!!!" Barbara begged.

Tim's lips traveled across her belly to the patch of sparse pale pubic hair at her middle. He continued kissing and licking her there. It was obvious she desperately wanted to be made love to and that was exactly what he intended to do. He moved between her shapely thighs, bent, and sucked her clit between his lips.

"Ahhhhhh!!! My Goddddd, Timmmmmm!!!" Barbara cried. Her hips rose off the bed and her hands pulled at the bed covers, then her body went rigid and she began to quiver violently.

Tim heard his companion's high, keening wail, felt her vagina rippling along his finger, and continued doing what was so obviously giving her pleasure.

Barbara finally calmed and lay still. Tim took advantage of her state to get off the bed and strip off his clothes. Then he laid down next to her and took her in his arms.

Barbara lay in Tim's arms, looking at him, her eyes large and fluid. "I...I can't believe you did that!" she said. "It...it was so wonderful! But...but what about you?"

Tim kissed her softly, then he rolled atop her. "That was my gift to you. Now..." he said, "...now we share pleasure."

Barbara opened her legs, slid her hand between them, grasped his rigid shaft and guided it to her still-wet opening.

When he felt Barbara's fingers wrap around his erection and position it at the portal of her body, Tim lowered himself slowly, forcing his blood-engorged rod into her. Her hips rose to meet his invasion, drawing him into her. The excitement he felt as he sank into her was almost overwhelming.

Barbara's arms wrapped around his neck, she pulled his face down to hers, and pressed her lips against his. "I knew it would feel this good to make love with you!" she exclaimed. "I knew it would!" She began to move her hips.

Tim thrust deep, aware he was incredibly aroused and wouldn't be able to stand the delectable grip of Barbara's snug channel for long. It thrilled him when he felt her body begin to quiver again. The rippling raced up and down his embedded erection and he knew it was fruitless to try holding back any longer. He let himself go and began spewing one powerful blast his hot seed after another into her, filling her to overflowing. Waves of pleasure broke over him and it was his turn to moan with ecstasy, and as he did, Barbara's wails of joy blended with his. She was coming again!!!

Afterward, they rested in each other's arms, feeling warm and wonderful. Barbara snuggled against Tim, put her arm around him, and began stroking his back. She smiled at him. "You are so wonderful, Tim! How am I ever going to thank you for the pleasure you've given me?" she asked as she continued to stroke him tenderly.

"You don't owe me anything," Tim told her, "But I'm not going to complain if you keep doing what you're doing!" He rolled onto his back to give her better access to his body. He wasn't sure he'd be able to make love again, given the intense pleasure they had just shared, but what she was doing sure felt nice, so he decided to let her keep doing it.

Barbara slid her hand across Tim's belly, into his pubic hair which, she learned was matted and damp, and grasped his limp penis.

Tim felt a pleasurable stirring deep inside him. Maybe what they'd just done wasn't the finale of their evening of love-making after all!

Barbara kissed his ear, then traced it with her tongue, making him shudder. "It...it felt so huge when it was in me," she whispered. "How...how did you do that?"

"You keep that up and you're going to see huge again, real soon!" Tim croaked.

Barbara did keep doing what she was doing, and his cock did get hard again. It took a surprisingly short time doing so, too. Soon she had it standing proudly again, while Tim, twisting and turning, moaned softly.

"I..." Barbara murmured, "...I want to kiss it." A flush spread across her face and chest as she told Tim of her intentions.

Tim was barely able to talk because waves of ecstasy were again crashing over him. "Go ahead, do it! I'd love it if you did!" he gasped.

Barbara got to her knees and bent over him. When she did, her mass of soft, silky hair tumbled over Tim's middle, giving him a totally new experience, inflaming his passion more than he thought was possible. She wrapped her warm hand around his throbbing pole, brought the tip to her lips, and kissed it. Then she kissed it again, looked up at him, and smiled. "I kind of like the way it tastes," she whispered, her voice filled with yearning. She licked his cock, then she let her tongue slide up and down the swollen, veined exterior.

Jolts of excitement shot through Tim. Warmth and wetness engulfed him when Barbara took the ribbed, throbbing wand into her mouth. At first, she held the tip between her lips, then she took a deep breath and lowered her head, swallowing almost all of him. The sensations he experienced were so powerful he thought the top of his head would come off.

Barbara kept sucking him and, as she did, she began to show signs that she was becoming aroused, too. Tim began pulling on her nipples, inducing gasps and squeals of delight.

Just when Tim thought he wouldn't be able to stand what Barbara was doing any longer, she sat up, leaving his straining wand waving in the cool air.

"I want you again," she announced breathlessly. "I have to have that wonderful thing of yours in me again!" She swung her leg over his body and settled atop him, her thighs caressing him, her damp opening trapping his rigid shaft between them. She rocked her hips, rubbing her slit against his swollen club. After doing that for a while, she reached between them, grasped his rod, raised her hips, then she lowered herself onto him. She sighed with joy as he slid into her. "Oh, yessss!!!" she moaned. Then she began to rock her hips.

Tim grasped her bobbing breasts, his thumbs stroking her rigid nipples, and her head rolled back. Once more the bedroom was filled with the sounds of their shared passion. Soon Tim felt Barbara's body begin to tremble and heard the sounds that announced her incipient orgasm.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, God, Tim!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!" Barbara cried. Her body went wild. "Nowwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!"

Tim held on to her breasts, his thumbs teasing the delightfully firm tips, as her body shook and her cries of ecstasy got louder.

Barbara's violent orgasm triggered Tim's. His fluids bubbled up from deep inside him and filled her to overflowing. He could feel their mixed juices trickling down between them and dripping onto him.

Slowly, Barbara's spasms of joy passed. She collapsed onto his chest and didn't move. Tim held her a little longer, then he gently rolled her onto the bed. She lay in his arms, breathing regularly, her eyes closed. "What the hell...?" Tim mused. "Well, I guess she won't mind if I stay the night." He pulled the covers over them, turned off the light, and soon was sleeping as soundly as the lovely blonde in his arms.

Tim awakened the next morning, not quite sure where he was at first. Then he turned his and saw Barbara lying next to him, her eyes open, a smile on her winsome face. Now he knew where he was.

"Good morning," he said. "I...I hope you don't mind that I stayed the night."

Barbara stretched languorously and smiled at him. "I'd have been terribly hurt if you hadn't been here when I woke up this morning," she said softly.

Tim rolled over, began stroking one of Barbara's breasts, and heard her groan with delight. Her nipple started to harden immediately. He captured one erecting nipple with his lips.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Barbara groaned, arching her back, offering herself to him. He was gentler than any man she had ever been with! It was wonderful! She was so glad he asked her out!

Tim licked the rigid bud of flesh, noting with pleasure that she groaned and writhed more and more the longer his lips and hands worked on her.

The prim, proper business suits Barbara wore at work, and her pleasant, proper way of treating him in the office, were certainly a stark contrast to the luscious, wanton creature next to him. His lips moved through the valley between her breasts and up the slope to the other straining tip which stood there, awaiting his attentions.

"Yess!!! Oh, God, Tim, yesssss!!!" Barbara groaned. "That feels so good!!! Your lips are magic!!!" He was turning her on more than she'd been turned on in a long time. Her hands sought his erection and started stroking it.

Tim suckled her breasts for a while. He couldn't get over how large her nipples were. At last his lips started wandering down over her body, following his hands, which were already blazing hot trails over her skin.

Barbara writhed, her breath coming in gasps, as Tim made love to her expertly. She wasn't sure how much more of this she could stand! It felt too good! God, what a fantastic lover he was! "Tim!! Oh, God, Tim!!!" she groaned, her soft hand still clutching his erection. "You're making me feel so wild!!"

Tim continued doing the things he knew turned her on. His lips moved across her rounded belly, into the curly hair where her legs and body joined.

"Oh, God, Tim!!!" Barbara cried as his lips moved through her pubic forest, "If you do that...Ohhhhhh!!!...you're gonna make me... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Oh, sweet Jesus!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!" The minute his lips and tongue landed on her clit, she went wild, her body thrashing, legs flailing.

 Tim licked and sucked Barbara's convulsing opening until she lay still. Then he slid atop her and kissed her. Her arms slid around his neck and she returned the kiss fiercely.

"God, Tim, you make me feel so wonderful!" she breathed. "I love what you do to me!" She felt his erect cock pressing against her soft belly. "I want you in me! Please, Tim, I want you in me!" 

"Your wish is my command," Tim said. He raised his hips and his swollen shaft slid between her soaking labia. When he felt the head part the silky lips, he lowered himself and felt his erection plow into her snug channel.

"Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!!" Barbara purred. "Oh, Lord, yesssss!!!" She clutched his back and locked her legs behind his.

Tim began stroking, moving slowly, deliberately, in spite of the fantastic feelings rushing through him.

The fact that she'd come only moments before didn't seem to make any difference to Barbara's body. Tim's insistently moving organ soon had her quaking with passion. Her legs tightened and her pelvis ground against his. It felt so fantastic!

Tim kept driving into her, felt her growing response, then he felt her stiffen. Her fingers dug into his back, and her legs clamped him even tighter. Her mouth fell open and her back arched.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Aggggainnnnnnnnnn!!!! Yesssssss!!! Take meeeee, Tim!!! Oh, please!!!! Please!!!" the lovely blonde cried as once more, passion exploded through her. "Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!"

The milking action of Barbara's snug channel was more than Tim could take. His own explosion began and he pumped gushers of hot cream into her. "Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!" he cried, lost in bliss.

"I really hate to leave, but I have to," Tim told Barbara after their frantic morning love-making session finally wound down.

Barbara responded with a very attractive pout. "You mean you're working today?" she asked.

"Yeah," Tim said, "I told Bernie Lowenstein I'd work his shift." He kissed her. "Of course, that was before I knew how wonderful you are."

"Are we ever going to do this again?" Barbara asked.

Tim smiled at her. "Of course we will. How about some night next week?" he said.

"Why don't you call me?" Barbara stretched, gratified that his eyes remained glued to her as she did. "You know, you can stop up to the detective office any time you want."

"I'll probably do both." Tim said. He had every intention of calling her. He'd be a fool not to.

"You mean that?" Barbara asked. She sat up suddenly and the movement made her breasts jiggle delightfully.

"I sure do," Tim said. He went to the bed, kissed her, then headed for the door. He was running late, so he had to hurry.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 05



Late on the Friday afternoon, a week after her second disastrous date with Milt, Heidi was in the school superintendent's office with Bob Samuelson, the school district business manager, going over the budget for her department.

"Heidi, it's really late, I'm sorry I kept you this long," Bob said.

"That's all right, Bob," she replied. "I don't have any plans for tonight. But what about you? Isn't your wife expecting you?" She had often heard Bob talk about his wife and from the tone of voice he used, she believed he was deeply in love with her.

"My wife's out of town, so I guess you could say I don't have any plans, either," Bob replied, smiling. His look brightened. "You know, we're almost done here. As a way of making up for keeping you this late, could I offer you dinner?"

"Ah...I...I guess that would be all right," Heidi replied.

"How about eating at my place, that OK?" Bob asked hopefully.

Heidi hesitated a minute before replying. Bob was good-looking, a bit older than she, and he was married. And, it seemed, happily married. She decided having dinner with him at his home would be all right. After all, they were both adults, why couldn't they have dinner together?

Bob's invitation had another benefit, too. It would be a reason to decline Milt's continuing invitations. She'd told the assistant principal as gently as she could that she no longer wished to go out with him, but he kept asking. And when she ran into him in the hall, he stared at her with such a sad look it upset her.

"You've been married a long time, haven't you?" Heidi asked Bob as they drove toward his house.

"Yes," he replied. "Twenty-five years."

"What's she like?" Heidi asked. She wondered about his wife, who she'd never met.

"What's who like?" Bob replied.

"I'm sorry, I meant your wife," Heidi said.

Bob looked thoughtful for a moment. "You know, it's hard to put into words," he said at last. "She is, perhaps the most self-assured person I've ever known. She seems to understand people better than anyone I've ever met, is caring, understanding, yet very self-contained."

Bob's tone as he spoke of the woman he was married to once again told Heidi how deeply he cared for his wife.

"That isn't all," he continued. She's also a marvelous lover."

Heidi was startled that Bob would talk about this side of his married life so openly, and without being asked. His openness unnerved her.

Bob, apparently unaware of Heidi's discomfort, continued to talk about his wife and their love life. "She has a level of sensuality I never encountered before I met her," he said, "and haven't since." He paused a minute and looked at Heidi. "I hope you don't mind my saying this, but I've been wondering about you ever since I met you. There are times you make me think of Joanna. I've often thought you might have the same potential for passion she has. I have a feeling you are an incredibly sensuous woman."

Heidi felt herself blushing. She didn't know what to say. She had a feeling Bob was paying her a very high compliment, yet she found that compliment, and the fact that he'd given it to her, disturbing. Why had he brought up the topic of sex? Was it just that he was a very open person, or... Maybe it would be best to steer the conversation away from sex. "Do you have any children, Bob?" she asked.

Bob smiled and nodded. "One," he said. "A daughter, Amy. She's away, visiting a friend." 

Heidi was silent, lost in thought, trying to imagine what it would be like when they got to his home. She found herself growing more and more anxious the closer they got, and began to fear she'd made a mistake by accepting his invitation.

Bob turned onto a side street a few miles from the center of town, just a few blocks from where Heidi lived. The neighborhood was populated by people who had were quite successful. She lived there because that's where she lived with her husband, a lawyer, who gave her the house, and a generous lump-sum divorce settlement, in lieu of alimony.

Bob pulled into the driveway of a huge colonial mansion that made Heidi's house look like a shanty, pushed a button on the sun visor, then drove into a bay of the three-car garage attached to the house, and shut off the motor.

"Well," he said, "we're here."

"Yes," Heidi said. "You have a beautiful house." She swallowed hard. Now what? She was still disquieted by his comments about her potential sexuality.

They got out of the car and Bob led Heidi into the house. She noticed there was a red sports car sitting in one bay of the garage, the other was empty.

Bob saw her looking at the red car. "That's Amy's car," he explained as they walked through a breezeway, into the house.

"Oh," Heidi said.

Inside, the house was as lovely as it was outside. The furnishings were either real antiques or very good reproductions, and the home was obviously well cared for. It looked very comfortable. Heidi began to relax a little. She noticed wonderful cooking smells. "Something smells delicious," she said. "I thought you said your wife wasn't home. Who's cooking?"

"We have an excellent housekeeper and cook," Bob said. "I called her and asked her to make something for us. I'm sure whatever she made for us will be fabulous."

"You have a housekeeper and a cook?" Heidi asked. How much did the school district pay him, anyhow?

"Only one person, who fills both roles," Bob said, grinning. "And in case you planned to ask, we're not decadent. She's doesn't live here, anyhow. We feel the expense is worth it, what with both of us working."

Heidi felt herself blushing. "Oh," she said.

"Come on," Bob said, "I'll show you around. We'll start upstairs and work down to the kitchen and dining room." He led her up along, winding staircase.

Their first stop was a huge bedroom, the centerpiece of which was a king-sized four-poster bed. "This is our guest room," Bob said, with more than a little pride in his voice.

Heidi found it hard to believe such a huge room was the guest bedroom. It was bigger than the living room in her home.

"Bob, this is lovely," she said. She walked to the bedroom window and looked out. She could see the huge back yard which was superbly manicured expertly landscaped, and sported a huge in-ground swimming pool. A brick barbecue highlighted a stone patio at one end of the pool, near the house.

"Are you OK, Heidi? You've been very quiet since we got here," Bob asked.

His question startled Heidi and she turned. "I...I'm OK," she replied. "Your home is fantastic." She turned again to look out the window. "God, your back yard is gigantic. Do you have a gardener, too?"

Bob smiled and shook his head. "No," he said. "The yard is my hobby. It's what I do on weekends and during the summer to forget figures and ledgers and all that."

Heidi could tell from the sound of his voice that he'd moved closer to her. She felt an increase in the tension she'd been feeling ever since they'd arrived at the house. Then his arms slid around her waist and he pulled her back against him.

Bob's action took her completely by surprise. She was in his embrace before she could resist. Even worse, she was stunned to discover, was that contact with his body was causing her to respond in ways she'd rather not have happen. His arms tightened, then he kissed her neck. She could feel his erection pressing against her buttocks and a shudder went through her.

"Bob, noooo!!!" she murmured. In spite of her protests, she knew excitement was beginning to spread through her. She stiffened, intending to pull free of his embrace, but the movement pressed her buttocks more firmly against his erection, adding fuel to the fires of desire which were threatening to explode into a wildfire of need. "Bob, we...we shouldn't," she protested.

He continued to nuzzle her neck. "Why not?" he asked softly, "Don't you want me?"

Heidi was more confused than she'd ever been in her life. Her body pulsed with longing for him, yet her head kept telling her this was wrong. He was a married man! "Ah...yes...um...ah...no," she stammered. A maelstrom of chaos whirled in her mind. She couldn't think clearly.

"You know, Heidi, I've wanted to make love to you almost from the first time I saw you," Bob whispered. He cupped his hands around her breasts and his fingers discovered her erecting nipples and began rubbing over them.

Heidi's ability to resist was fading quickly. She tried to talk, but "Ohhhhhhh!!" was all that came out.

Bob stunned her again by picking her up and carrying her to the bed. He laid her on it gently, then he sat down next to her, leaned over, and his lips and hers joined in a passionate kiss. While they kissed, he unbuttoned her blouse, then he unhooked her bra, baring her breasts. When the kiss ended and he moved his lips to her swelling nipples and began to suckle them. It drove her wild. Her back arched, driving the fleshy tips deeper into his mouth.

While he attended to Heidi's breasts, keeping her off-balance with growing passion, Bob slid his hand down and opened her slacks, then he began to kiss his way across her heaving chest.

"Bob, this is wrong, we shouldn't..." Heidi protested when she finally mustered the strength to talk. She meant what she said, but she also knew that, unless he stopped, they were going to make love. She was so turned on, she wouldn't be able to refuse him, even though she knew he was married!

Bob, acting as if he didn't hear her, slid her slacks and panties down. When he did, Heidi's hips involuntarily rose to make his task easier, showing him how desperate she was for him, giving the lie to her words of protest.

He gently pushed her legs apart, then he climbed between them. Heidi realized, when she looked up at him, that he was naked! She had no idea when, or how, he'd managed to get his clothes off. "Oh, Bob, this is so wrong," she murmured, as he lowered his body onto hers.  "Ahhhhh!!!" she groaned when his erection struck her swollen labia. She no longer was able to make even a pretense of resistance. She grasped his swollen pole, tugged on it, and guided it to her yearning opening. She knew, somehow, that he wouldn't leave her hanging, that he would give her the pleasure she so desperately needed.

Bob slid into her slowly, filling her, stretching her delightfully, sending a flood of warmth through her as his huge cudgel invaded her body. Her hips rose of the bed, accepting the hot invader, drawing him deeper. "Oh, God!" she cried, "Oh, God!! Oh, God!!!"

Bob rocked his hips, moving his shaft in her. "Yes!!! Yesssss!!!" he groaned, his cries of delight echoing Heidi's.

"Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!!!" Heidi cried. Her hips went into spasms and her body shook violently as a furious orgasm ripped through her. "Please!!! Bob, please!!!! Take me!!! Take meeeeeee!!! Oh, yes!!! Take meeeeeeeeee!!!!" she cried, as, finally, she experienced what she'd wanted for so long.

Bob moaned when his spasming penis filled her with his torrid fluids, bathing her vagina with warm wetness, driving her even wilder.

Eventually, their passion slaked, they lay in each other's arms.

"We...we shouldn't have done that," Heidi said softly. "I...I don't know what...what came over me. Bob, why...?"

Bob kissed her on the nose. "Why not?" he asked.

"Because it's wrong!" she protested. "You...we...we cheated on your wife...in your home..." She couldn't believe he could act so calm after what they'd done.

Bob took her arm to keep her from bolting from the bed. "Calm down," he said softly, "I don't see how what you and I just did affects my marriage."

"I...I don't understand..." Heidi said hesitantly.  She knew now she shouldn't have accepted his invitation. "But look what I'd have missed," she thought, hating herself for thinking it.

"I've wanted to find out if what I believed about you was right for a long time," Bob said. "And I'm delighted to say you far exceeded my imagination."

"Oh," Heidi said softly.

A bit later, wearing a robe Bob had gotten for her, Heidi sat in the kitchen. She was watching Bob, who was wearing a monogrammed dark blue robe, set out the things the cook had left them for dinner.

"What is that?" she asked.

"It looks like some kind of seafood casserole," he replied. "It's ready. Let's eat."

Dinner was very pleasant. As they ate, they chatted pleasantly about school. Heidi found herself relaxing and growing more comfortable with the situation she'd stumbled into. She still felt guilty about sleeping with Bob, but she did enjoy his company, and was able to push the feelings of guilt into the background for the time being.

While Bob cleaned off the table and did the dishes, Heidi went back up to the guest bedroom. She planned to take a shower and get dressed so he could take her home.

Instead of a shower, Heidi drew a hot bath and lay, soaking in a tub filled with warm water and foamy bath salts. She kept think about Bob's love-making. Even though she was uncomfortable with the fact that he was married, he had satisfied her. Wonderfully! She closed her eyes and could visualize his erection, poised and ready to spear into her. She tried to stop the thoughts, but couldn't. And the damning thing was that her erotic reveries were turning her on again!

At last, afraid she'd wrinkle from being in the water too long, she climbed out of the tub, dried herself off, went back to the guest bedroom. She intended to get dressed, but instead she laid down on the bed. She didn't plan to fall asleep, but she did.

Heidi was sure she was dreaming. A hand was gently, insistently, caressing her breasts. First one nipple, then the other, was teased lightly. Then the hand slid softly over her breasts, stroking them with the most incredibly light touch. It felt so wonderful! Powerful waves of crashed broke over her. It felt so real! The hand gently wrapped around one breast and her swelling nipple pressed into the cupped palm. God, it felt so real!

"Mmmmm!" she moaned, then she jumped when she realized she was no longer asleep but the wonderful feelings were continuing. She opened her eyes, frightened at first to find herself in a strange bedroom, then she relaxed. It was Bob! "Ohhhhhh!!!" she murmured as his roving hand kept moving, stirring her deeply.

He lowered his face to hers and their lips met, tongues entwining in torrid fusion. Her arms slid around his neck, pulling him down onto her.

They finally broke the kiss, their chests heaving. Bob stretched out on the bed next to Heidi and she snuggled against him.

"You don't mind what I just did, do you," Bob asked. He grinned, kissed her again and his hands resumed their exploration of her body, warming her, thrilling her.

"Oh, Goddd, Bob!" she moaned. "Of course I don't mind!"

"I'm glad," Bob replied. "Because I want to make love with you again!"

Heidi still felt guilty about sleeping with a married man, but she told herself that she'd already slept with him, so doing it again wouldn't make things any worse. He satisfied her, that was all that mattered. She knew she was rationalizing to assuage her guilt, but she didn't care. She pulled his face to hers and they kissed again. His hands continued to rouse her, to fire her need for him. She felt his warm, nude body pressing against hers, his erection pushing between her trembling thighs and clutched at him. "I want you!" she told him, "Now! I can't wait! Please, Bob! Take me!" She desperately needed what she knew he would give her!

Exhilarated by the urgency in Heidi's voice, Bob rolled on top of her, his legs sliding between hers, forcing them apart. As he lowered himself onto her, his erection rubbed against her vaginal lips.

The sensations Heidi experienced when Bob moved on top of her were sweet, so exquisitely sweet, they brought tears to her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Bob asked, concerned, when he saw her tears. "Am I hurting you?"

"No, you're not hurting me!" Heidi replied quickly. "It's...it's just that you feel so good and I need this so much!" She pressed her body up against his.

Bob moved his hips and his shaft slid into her, moving easily deep into her wanting, willing body.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Yessssss!!!! Yesssss!!!!" Heidi moaned as Bob's stave stretched and filled her. He began moving and she could feel every inch of his stiff wand as it plunged deep into her, withdrew, then slid back in. When their middles were pressed together tightly, she rotated her hips, making his fullness lash around inside her and caress the sensitive walls of her vagina. Her clit rubbed deliciously against his pubic bone. "Ohhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!" she cried, "Oh, God, Bob! That feels so wonderful! Oh, God, I love this!"

Rocking and straining against one another, they approached climax, their joined bodies writhing and straining, their lips connected, tongues sliding snake-like against one another, the fires of passion burning fiercely.

"Now, Bob! Now! Take me!!!!" Heidi cried, "Please!!! Please, Bob!!! I need you!!!" Her orgasm began, then she felt his torrid juices exploding into her. "Yessss!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Yessss!!! Yessss!!! Oh, yesssssssssss!!!" she groaned, her hips bucking.

After they finished, they laid in each other's arms for a while, then they got up and went back down to the kitchen. Bob made them each a cup of hot chocolate. He set the two cups on the table then sat down across from Heidi. He looked at her and smiled.

They didn't talk much while they drank their hot chocolate. Heidi was feeling pangs of guilt and wasn't sure what to say. She found their silence a relief.

After he finished his hot chocolate, Bob stood up, pulled Heidi to her feet and moved behind her. He slid his hands inside her robe and hefted her breasts in his warm hands, kissing her neck at the same time.

"Bob!" Heidi exclaimed as flames of passion flared inside her once more. When he touched her, she was helpless!

"Want to go back to bed?" he asked as his fingers twirled her rigid nipples.

Heidi shuddered and moaned softly. "Yesssss!!!!" she exclaimed, pressing back against him. As wrong as this was, she couldn't keep herself from doing it. "Yesss!!" She turned in his arms and kissed him.

Bob cupped her buttocks in his hands and lifted her off her feet, pulling her closer. Finally, the kiss ended and he set her down. Heidi was surprised how strong he was.

"Bob!" she exclaimed when he scooped her up in his arms and started toward the stairs. She laid her head on his shoulder and kissed his neck softly, her hands playing in his hair, as he carried her back upstairs. "This has been so wonderful!!" she whispered. "You have no idea how much I needed what you've given me tonight!"

"I'm glad I had the opportunity," Bob replied. He carried her into the bedroom and set her on the bed, then he stood next to the bed, gazing down at her. "You really are gorgeous!" he said, moving onto the bed. "I think it's safe to say you're a marvel!"

Heidi felt herself blushing. Then she was in his arms, he was kissing her, and his hands were moving over her, sending indescribable delight into her body every place they touched it.

Heidi somehow wound up on her belly, with Bob's hands moving over the smooth curves of her back. He began exploring her buttocks. "Ohhhh!!!" she groaned, "That feels so nice!" The wild sensations his venturing hands caused made the muscles in her ass tighten with passion. "Yesss, Bob!!!" she crooned, "I love that!" His hands moved down her thighs, stroking them, making them quiver. His hand glided lightly over the velvety skin on the inside of her legs, parting them, moving closer and closer to where her legs and body joined.

"Mmmmmmmmnnnnnnn!" Heidi moaned as his touch exhilarated her! He began exploring her excitement-sodden vagina, her hips began to move involuntarily, and the fires of passion blazed brighter and brighter.




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 05



A finger slid into her, tantalizing her, spreading her open. Bob's other hand slid under her, found her clit, and made her hips move even more fervently when it began twirling the swollen, nerve-filled bud. When he began to kiss and lick her buttocks, Heidi was sure she would lose control! "Ahhhh!!!" she moaned. "Oh, yessss!!! Oh, yessss!!! So good!!! Oh, God, Bob, it feels so good when you touch me!!!"

Desire grew rapidly and Heidi felt herself nearing the point of no return, plunging toward the edge of bliss. "In me!!!" she cried, "Please, Bob I want you in me!!!"

Bob was as aroused as Heidi was and wanted her as badly as she wanted him. He moved behind her bucking, straining body, pressed against her and replaced his thrusting finger with his hard cock. He couldn't get over how wonderful it felt to spear into her, how tight her love tunnel clutched him. He resisted the urge to plunge rapidly and, with great effort, began to stroke slowly, savoring the wild feelings of ecstasy rippling up his spine.

"Yessss!!! Oh yessss!!!" the tiny, beautiful woman moaned, "I need you, Bob!!! Take me!!! Please, Bob take meeeee!!!! Take meee!!!"

Bob reached under her and his hand once again began to strum her clit, making it vibrate, sending thrills into her. He began to thrust faster and faster. He couldn't wait! The position added so much to his excitement that he was losing control. His penis began to throb. "Annnnnnhhhhhh!!!!" he moaned, his body jamming against hers, his cock erupting powerful jets of his juices.

"Yessssss!!!! Come!!! Come!!!" Heidi moaned, "Take meeeeee!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yessssssss!!! Yesssssssss!!!!"

Their cries of ecstasy turned to moans of delight, then even those faded as the frantic motions of their bodies calmed.

Bob collapsed on top of Heidi and she fell forward, all of her strength sapped. Finally, his penis softened and slid from her and he rolled to his side and took her in his arms.

After that last wonderful session of love-making, Bob drove Heidi home. She climbed into her bed, happy and satisfied at long last. She did feel a bit guilty because she'd obtained what she needed from a married man, but that didn't keep her from falling into a deep sleep.

The ringing of her phone awakened her. "You are a slut!" a rough male voice said into her ear, frightening her. "A wicked, evil woman! You'll pay for what you're doing! I'm going to make you pay, you bitch!" There was a click, the phone went dead, and Heidi lay in her bed, holding a dead phone, trembling with fear, tears rolling down her cheeks.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 06



Tim Jackman was looking for an apartment. He was living at home, but his retired parents were selling their house and moving into a condo in a retirement village. That meant he had to find a place of his own. He scanned the Jamestown "Bugle" and spotted an ad for a relatively inexpensive furnished apartment. The address wasn't far from police headquarters and the rent was in the range he thought he could swing on his pay. He picked up his phone and dialed the number in the ad.

"Windrift Apartments," a sultry feminine voice said.

"Wow, does she ever sound hot!" Tim thought as the wonderful voice caressed his ear. "Ah...I'm calling about your ad for an apartment in the 'Bugle'," he said.

"We have several openings," the voice said. "How big an apartment are you looking for?"

"Ah...a...a one-bedroom, I guess," Tim said. The voice was really something. Husky, and captivating, it had a surprising effect on him. He was getting aroused from talking to a woman he hadn't seen about renting an apartment. Damn!

"Whoever that is, she's probably fifty, fat, and frumpy," he told himself. The argument did little to stem the swelling in his groin. "I...ah...can I, ah, make an appointment to come over and look at one?" he stammered.

"You don't need an appointment," the voice said. "I'll be here all morning. Just come over when you have time."

"Ah...I...I'll be there in about a half-hour," Tim said. "Ah...my name's Jackman...um...Tim Jackman."

"I'm looking forward to meeting you, Tim Jackman," the voice said. "I'll see you in a half an hour."

It actually took Tim forty-five minutes to get to the apartment building. Just in case the woman who he'd spoken with turned out not to be fifty, fat, and frumpy, he took a shower and put on some decent clothes. He was pleased to find that the apartment complex was a fairly new collection of boxy buildings located in a low-crime neighborhood. It looked well-cared for. He parked in a space marked "Visitors" in the parking lot and followed signs that directed him to the office.

The woman who the stimulating voice belonged to was anything but fifty, fat, and fumpy, he learned, when he walked into the office.

The woman smiled at him when he walked into the office. "Hi," she said. She got up from the desk she was sitting at and walked to where Tim stood. "You must be Tim Jackman. I'm Carol Ann Allenstein, the manager." She offered him her hand.

Tim shook hands with her, and when he did, he felt electricity run up his arm. "Ah...hi," he said. "You...you're right, I...I am Tim Jackman."

Carol Ann was something else! About five-nine and quite slim, she was deeply tanned. Her shiny brown hair, which hung to the middle of her back, was done in that crimped style he'd never learned the name of. She had on a knee-length white skirt which was cinched around her impossibly tiny waist by a wide black belt. She also had on a skimpy white top decorated with black dots, which was held closed by black buttons. The top ended some distance above the belt, exposing a delightful strip of tan, flat belly and a nearly-perfect navel. Over the top she wore a white jacket. Tim looked at her and swallowed hard. She was dynamite!

Carol Ann seemed to sense his discomfiture and grinned. "You said you wanted to look at an apartment?" she said.

"Ah...yeah," Tim gulped. "One bedroom, I guess."

"OK," she said, "I'll show you 214. It's only one bedroom, it's really nice, and the rent's reasonable." She smiled at him warmly. "It's near the pool, and it's near the manager's apartment, too."

"Sounds...uh...good," Tim gulped.

"Come on," Carol Ann said, walking out of the office, by him. She started down a hallway toward a flight of stairs.

Tim watched her walk away from him for a second or two, then he started after her. Watching Carol Ann go up the stairs was quite enjoyable. Although she was thin, her bottom was taut and finely formed and her hips swayed wonderfully as she mounted the stairs. Her long legs and well-formed calves looked very inviting. By the time they reached the second floor, he had a real problem in his jeans. Carol Ann was one hot lady!

The manager unlocked the door to Apartment 214 and went inside. Tim followed her. Inside the cozy apartment, she smiled at him warmly. "This is all there is," she said. "What do you think?"

Tim looked around. "Ah...it's...nice," he stammered.  The apartment was small, but the furnishings were nice - mostly new - and it was clean. To the right of the door was a small combined kitchen-dining nook. To the left of that was a small living room. The living room held a sofa, chair, and even a TV set. There were two doors in the wall at the far end of the living room.

"The bathroom's through that door, there," Carol Ann said, indicating the door on the left. She pointed to the door on the right. "The bedroom's in there." She gave Tim a very interesting look.

"Does that look mean what I think it does?" Tim wondered. He decided he had to be imagining things. It wasn't as if he was some kind of hot-looking stud or something.

"Would you like to see the bedroom, Mr. Jackman?" Carol Ann asked.

"Ah...sure," Tim replied. "Why not?"

He watched Carol Ann walk across the living room, then he followed her. She opened the door and stepped inside the bedroom. So did Tim.

The bedroom was large and airy. Tim was surprised to find that it had a king-sized bed. That he hadn't expected. "It's...ah... very nice," he said.

"That door over there is the closet," Carol Ann told him. "It's pretty good-sized."

"Good," Tim said. "I have to tell you, I didn't expect a king-sized bed, though."

Carol Ann giggled softly. "My husband and I own this building," she said. "When we renovated it after we bought it, I talked him into putting king-sized beds in all the apartments. I like having a lot of play room and I figured other people would, too." Her eyes were hot and she gave Tim a smile that made him feel as if his heart rhythm was out of synch.

Tim found it difficult to breathe. Either she was coming on to him or he was having a really wild dream. "Ah...yeah," he gulped.

"So you like the idea of having a king-sized bed, Mr. Jackman?" Carol Ann asked.

"Ah...yeah," Tim replied.

"You know what I'm talking about, don't you?" Carol Ann said. Her voice had a strained quality Tim hadn't noticed earlier.

Tim nodded some more and swallowed hard. "Yeah," he said. "I...I guess I do."

"Are you married, Tim Jackman?" she asked.

"Ah...I... ah...no," he replied.

"That's nice!" she said. She moved a little closer.

Tim could smell the scent of her perfume. It was mesmerizing.

"You're kinda cute, Tim," Carol Ann murmured.

Tim shrugged. Should he make a move on her, or shouldn't he? He noticed that she had gone from calling him "Mr. Jackman" to "Tim," and wondered what the change meant.

"What do for a living, Tim?" the gorgeous apartment manager asked.

"Cop...ah...I...I'm a cop," he replied. What was wrong with him? He seemed to have developed a stammer and he never had one before.

"I don't think I've ever rented to a cop. Having you living here might make the other " Carol Ann purred. "Do you like being a cop?"

"Ah...yeah. I...I do," Tim replied. Not only was his heart rate out of whack, breathing was a problem for him, too.

Carol Ann smiled warmly. "Is there anything else I can show you?" she purred.

Tim could think of a few things he'd like her to show him, but he wasn't sure how she'd react if he suggested them. "I...I don't know..." he stammered. He took a deep breath.

Carol Ann moved closer. Her alluring gray eyes surveyed him. The look in those captivating eyes was very tempting. She licked her lips.

"What the hell?" Tim thought. The woman did tell him she was married, but she was acting like she wanted him to make a move on her, so... He put his hands on her bare waist. Her skin was incredibly smooth and very warm.

The next thing he knew, Carol Ann was crushed against him, her lips were glued to his, and her tongue was probing into his mouth. A soft, urgent moan came from her and her body was moving enticingly against his.

Tim made no effort to hide the tumescent organ confined in his pants. He clutched her to him and let it press against her.

"Would you like to try out the bed, Tim?" Carol Ann gasped after their electrifying kiss ended.

"Yeah...I...I'd love to," Tim gasped in reply. He slid his hands up her warm, silken skin, under her loose top, onto her firm, bare, hot breasts. He couldn't believe she wasn't wearing a bra, but then it didn't feel like she really needed one.

Carol Ann groaned and gyrated her hips against his swollen cock. "Yeahhh!! Oh, yeahhhh!!!" she moaned. "Damn, Tim Jackman, you sure do have nice hands!"

Tim teased the tips of her swollen breasts to full tumescence then, his hands trembling, he stripped her jacket, then her top, from her. Then his quaking hands slid down and opened the belt and fastener at the waist of her skirt. The garment dropped to the floor.

Her eyes aflame, Carol Ann stood before him naked, save for a lacy white string bikini. Tim gazed at her ravishing form. Unclothed, she was as lovely a woman as he'd ever seen! It was obvious she took very good care of herself. Her lean body was a marvel! Her breasts, though small, were perfectly-shaped. She had a flat belly and gently rounded hips. Her legs were lithe, firm and muscular. Her deeply tanned skin was smooth and taut.

"My God, you are gorgeous!" Tim whispered as he gazed on her lovely nude form.

Carol Ann didn't speak. Instead, her hands went to work on his clothes, opening the shirt and stripping it from him. Then she opened his pants and pushed them down over the distended pole that wanted desperately to escape the prison of clothing that confined it. "Oh, wow!" she whispered, then her warm fingers wrapped around his cock. "You're really something, Tim Jackman!"

Tim's legs were quaking and his chest was heaving. His head was swimming with wild, erotic sensations. He watched the gorgeous woman sink slowly to her knees in front of him, then he gasped when her lips encompassed the tip of his swollen shaft. "Gahhhhh!!!" he cried. "Damn!!! Oh, Damn!!!!"

Carol Ann's lips administered erotic magic to Tim's cock, making it swell even more. He kept his eyes shut. If he watched, he knew he'd lose control! He was terribly close to doing just that. Then the irresistible caress of her lips was gone, as was the light touch of her hands on his bare buttocks.

Tim opened his eyes. She wasn't there! He looked around desperately, trying to figure out where she'd gone.

"Over here!" Carol Ann called. Her voice came from behind him.

He turned. She was lying on the bed, legs splayed, arms outstretched, beckoning to him.

"Take me, Tim!" Carol Ann urged. "Now! I need it!"

Tim fell atop her and felt her fingers wrap around his cock. Ecstasy raced through him as his rigid shaft began to sink into her. His hips surged downward, burying his stave in her. He felt her legs wrap around him and her hips began to work frantically against his. It felt as if she was trying to suck him into her! It was incredible!

"Gimmmeeeeee!!! Gimmmmeeee!!!" Carol Ann groaned, her hands clutching him, raking his back. Her wonderful, muscular body toiled against his. She was one of the most exciting women he'd ever been with!

Tim would have preferred to take things slowly, but Carol Ann didn't give him a choice. Her response to their love-making was so wild that he could do little but respond the same way. He thrust into her vigorously and could feel his erection sliding in and out of her snug, humid gash. His release hurled forward, unstoppable. "Gahhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" he cried as, with sensations so intense they were almost painful, his juices flooded into Carol Ann's pulsating channel.

When Tim came, Carol Ann did, too. "Eeeeeeyeahhhhhhh!!!! Eeeeeeyahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she screamed, her fingers digging into Tim's back, her legs clamping vice-like around him, as her body went wild. "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhh!!! Gimmmmeeeeeeeee!!! Gimmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee!!!"

Tim had never known a woman who came as wildly as Carol Ann. Her body writhed and bucked against his for what seemed like ages. At last she relaxed, releasing him from the fierce grip she had on him. He rolled off her and lay on the bed, gasping for breath.

"Damn!" he heard Carol Ann say. "Jesus, Tim! You're something else! Damn!"

Tim rolled on his side and looked at her lovely face, still flushed with passion. "You're pretty amazing, yourself!" he whispered.

"I want more!" Carol Ann said. The level of hunger in her voice surprised him. Her hand sought his softening cock. "I want more of what this wonderful thing just gave me!"

"Uh...I...I'm not sure...I don't think I can..." Tim cautioned.

Carol Ann wasn't listening to him. She slid down and took his sticky column in her mouth and waves of ecstasy again began washing over him. The attractive woman's lips once more worked their erotic magic on him, and soon she had him as hard as he'd been before their first coupling.

"Do me again!" Carol Ann cried. "From the back!" She got to her knees on the bed next to Tim, her dripping gash near his face, inviting him to pillage her once more.

Tim got to his knees, moved behind her, gripped his swollen wand in his hand and, after placing it at the center of her opening, he sank it once more into her slender body.

"Yeahhhhhhh!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!!!" Carol Ann mewled. "Gimmmmeeee!!! Gimmmmmeeeeee!!!!"

This time Tim was able to control his thrusts into Carol Ann's marvelous body. He watched, and felt, her muscles ripple as rapture roiled in her.

Deliberately, he slid his cock in and out of her. He leaned forward and clasped her breasts, letting the nipples protrude between his fingers. With the extra leverage the position afforded, he began moving with more force.

"Harder!!! Harder!!!" Carol Ann groaned. "Give it to me harder, Tim!!!"

Tim responded ardently to the plea of the lovely female impaled on his swollen cock. His thighs slapped against hers as he increased the force of his thrusts. Her body slammed back to meet his thrusts.

"Nowwwwwwww!!!! Oh, Godddddddd!!! Nowwwwwww!!!!!" Carol Ann cried, "Gimmmmmeeeeeee!!! Oh, gimmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Nowwwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!" Once again, she exploded into paroxysms of ecstasy.

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!" Tim yelled, exploding once more into the warm opening which was engulfing and caressing his cock.

 Spent, they collapsed onto the bed. Tim, too used up to move, remained laying on top of Carol Ann's lithe body. Neither of them moved or spoke for quite a while.

Finally, Carol Ann slipped out from under Tim and rolled on her side so she was facing him. "Jesus!" she said. "I sure as hell hope you're going to take this apartment!" She giggled. "I'd love it if you were living here!"

"I think I'd like living here," Tim agreed.

Carol Ann caressed his face with a slender hand, then she looked at her watch and sat up. "My God!" she exclaimed. "Look at the time! Damn! I have another appointment in ten minutes!" She kissed Tim, then got out of bed and started donning her clothes. "Damn!" she muttered as her luscious form disappeared under her clothing. "Shit! I wish I hadn't made that damn appointment!"

Tim finally found the strength to get up and put on his clothes.

Once they were dressed, they walked to the door of the apartment. Before they exited, Carol Ann moved against Tim and pulled his face down to hers. Their lips joined in a fiery kiss. "I...I hope you take the apartment," she said when the kiss ended. "You gonna?"

"I'll take it," Tim said. This was definitely where he wanted to live!

When they got downstairs they found a young couple waiting at the manager's office. Tim smiled at Carol Ann, then he went out to the parking lot, got in his pickup, and drove out of the driveway. "Well," he thought as he drove down the street. "I guess I've found myself an apartment."




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 07



Heidi wasn't sure what to do about the terrifying phone call she'd gotten. She was horrified by the call, but wasn't sure whether she should report it. Finally she decided she should. She called the phone company to find out what they recommended. They took the information and advised her to notify the police.

"It was probably just kids fooling around," the police officer who took the information from Heidi told her. "It probably won't happen again, it usually doesn't. But if it does, call us right away. There are some things we can do."

"Are you sure?" Heidi asked.

"Thing is, with stuff like this, you can never tell," the officer told her. "Usually, people who do stuff like this get off on making phone calls. It's pretty rare for them to do more than that. If the creep calls again, don't talk to him. That's what he wants."

In a house not far from Heidi's, Joanna Samuelson, a petite blonde with a lush body - quite a bit fuller than Heidi's actually - awakened before her husband, Bob. She lay next to him, studying his naked body for a few moments, then she began to run her hands over him softly.

Joanna's gentle caresses awakened her husband, who pushed himself up on his elbow and smiled at her. "Come here," he said, reaching for her.

"Be still," Joanna said, "Just lay back and enjoy this."

Bob laid back and luxuriated in the erotic sensations which began spreading through him as his wife's soft, warm hands explored his body. She kissed him everywhere and her soft hair tumbled onto him, tickling him. In no time, he was moaning and gasping, powerfully aroused.

Joanna watched, fascinated, as her husband's penis rose slowly to attention. It was swollen and distended, with blue veins circling the sides. The top flared into an arrow-shaped purple head, with shiny droplets of his pre-cum glistening in the slitted tip.

Joanna touched her husband's turgid organ. It was so hot! She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it gently, noting with pleasure that her actions brought another groan of pleasure from her husband. She bent and kissed his swollen shaft.

Bob was going wild. His hips strained and his muscles clenched as ferocious sensations jangled every one of his nerve endings.

Joanna loved the effect she was having on her husband. Kissing and licking his cock wasn't enough! She raised her head and locked her lips around the flared tip of the hot, slick baton, then she slowly lowered her head and the big organ began to fill her oral cavity. She could feel it pulsating as it slid between her lips.

Bob thought he would explode. Joanna knew exactly how to suck his cock! Everything she did to him made him wild!

Joanna's mouth moved slowly up and down on her husband's delectable pole. She let her lips drag slowly along the veined sides and lashed it with her tongue. She loved this! Her body began to shudder as she exulted in the bliss she was giving her man. She grasped and fondled her husband's balls gently.

"Oh, God, Joanna!!" Bob groaned. "That feels too good...I'm...I'm gonna come!!!"

Joanna heard her husband's impassioned plea and began moving her head up and down more rapidly. She also increased the suction she was applying. She rolled his balls gently in her hand and felt the pulsations of his mighty organ grow stronger. Then his hot cream began to splash against the back of her throat and fill her mouth. The volume of her husband's eruption was considerable, and she swallowed as much as she could. There was too much, though, and she could feel the overflow dribbling down her chin and dripping onto the bed.

Bob thrashed on the bed, screaming with joy, as his wife continued to suck his cock. Joanna loved it. Then, as usually happened when she gave him a blow-job, she felt a small, but delightful orgasm ripple through her.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Bob cried. He felt as if he was exploding.

Joanna nursed her husband's penis until it began to shrink then, after she let it slide from her mouth, she slid up next to Bob and laid her head on his chest as his arms wrapped around her. He held her, his fingers combing gently through her hair as she lay in his arms.

"Did you like that, my love?" she asked softly.

"It...it was incredible!" Bob replied. He pulled her face to his and kissed her, tasting the tart saline flavor of his essence on her lips. "I love you, Joanna," he said softly.

"I love you, too, Bob," Joanna replied.

"My turn," Bob said. He pushed his wife onto her back.

Joanna was thrilled. "Yesss!!! Oh, darling, yesss!!!" she cooed.

Bob moved between his wife's parted legs and examined her vagina carefully. It was pink, with puffy, soft dark lips. Shiny with wetness, it emitted an aroma that was pungent, but not unappealing. At the upper end of the slit, a small nob protruded. He kissed the bud, Joanna's back arched, and she moaned in delight.

"Yessss!!!" Joanna cried. Erotic fireworks, set off by her husband's kiss on her clit, exploded behind her closed eyes.

Bob began licking and sucking his wife's vagina purposefully while her legs clamped around his head and her hips went wild.

"Eeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!" the lovely blonde cried. Her head rolled from side to side and her hands clutched her breasts. "Yess!!! Oh, God, Bob!!! That feeels soooo gooodd!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhhhh, darling!!! I'm gonna commeee!!! I'm...I'm commminnnnnggggggggg!!!!!!!! I'm commminnnnnggggggggg!!!!!!!! I'm commminnnnnggggggggg!!!!!!!!"

With his head trapped in the velvety grip of his wife's thighs, Bob couldn't hear her screams of pleasure, but the wild movements of compact body let him know that she was coming. He grabbed hold of her firm ass and hung on as she writhed and bucked her way through explosion after explosion ecstasy.

 After she finished, Joanna and Bob lay in their bed, letting themselves calm down.

After a bit, Joanna rolled on her side and looked at Bob. "What was she like?" she asked. "Come on, tell me. What was Heidi Tate like? Was she as good as you thought she'd be?"

Bob smiled at his wife and nodded. "She was incredible," he admitted. "I have a feeling she hasn't been very sexually active since her divorce."

"So she was really horny?" Joanna asked.

"Horny doesn't come close to describing what she was like," Bob replied. He began caressing one of his wife's lovely breasts and felt a tremor go through her. "I can't remember the last time I encountered a woman who needed satisfaction so desperately."

"Did you give her what she needed, my darling?" Joanna asked. "Do you think you satisfied her?" She found her husband's light, teasing caresses more than a little distracting.

Bob grinned and nodded. "I'm pretty certain she left here feeling satisfied," he told his wife. "Of course, I don't normally have women I sleep with fill out an performance evaluation, so I can't really be sure, but..." He shrugged.

"Maybe you ought to," Joanna giggled.

"If I did, how would you rate me, on a scale of one to ten?" Bob asked.

His wife grinned at him. "I'd give you a nine point eight," Joanna replied. "Of course, if you'd like to try for a ten..."

Bob rolled on top of her and pressed his mouth to hers. His cock, risen again, slapped against his wife's leg. He didn't waste any time.  As if guided by an invisible hand, his steel-hard shaft slid into her waiting opening. As the swollen shaft penetrated her, he heard her soft, fervent moan of joy.

When her husband's hips began to move, Joanna's pressed hers upward in response. Excitement flooded through them quickly and, in what seemed like only seconds, sparks of joy had ignited a conflagration of passion in both of them.

"Bob!!! Oh, God, Bob!!!" Joanna trilled, her fingers clutching his arms, as he drove into her. Joyously, she screamed, "I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!!!! Oh, baby!!! Baby!!!! Babeeeeee!!!! Yessss!!!! Yessss!!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!"

"Joanna!!!! Here it comes!!! Take itttt!!! Take itttt!!!" Bob groaned, exploding, pouring his humid seed into her.

"OK, you earned your ten," Joanna murmured when they were finished.

"I'm glad to hear that," Bob said.

"You have Heidi out of your system now?" Joanna asked.

"I guess so," Bob replied. He and his wife had an agreement. If one or the other of them was sexually attracted to another person, they could have that person once, just to see it what they felt was right. And, until now, neither of them had violated that agreement. However, for the first time, Bob was thinking about seeing one of his lovers for a second time. He wasn't sure it would be a good idea to tell Joanna that, so he didn't.

Joanna glanced at the clock on the table next to their bed and sat up. "Oh, God, Bob, look at the time! It's getting late!" 

"So?" her husband replied.

"We've got to get ready for work!" Joanna said.

"I know," Bob said.

"I need a bath," Joanna said. "I sure can't go to work all sweaty and sticky and smelling like come." She got off the bed and headed for the bathroom. Bob followed her quietly and watched from the bathroom doorway as she started the shower and waited for the water to get hot enough. Finally she stepped into the shower. Bob watched through the clear shower curtain as his wife stood there, her head back, eyes closed, letting the shower's hot spray pelt down on her.

 "Got room for me in here?" Bob stepped in behind his wife, put his arms around her, and pulled her against him. "God, you're even more beautiful when you're wet." He felt his hard cock poking against her soft buttocks as he hugged her.

"My God, Bob! Don't tell me you're hard again!" Joanna exclaimed. She wriggled against him and felt his stiff, fleshy wand slid between her buttocks.

Bob began massaging his wife's breasts, holding them so the nipples poked out between his fingers. She moaned and leaned her weight against him.

"Ahhhhh!!! Ohhhh, Bob!!! Oh, Bob!" Joanna babbled as her husband massaged her breasts and his cock poked insistently at her bottom. "We...we're going to...to be late for...for work if...if you...keep that...up," she protested.

"No we won't," her husband replied, continuing to do things to her that were making her wild with need.

"Oh, hell, so what if I'm a little late!" Joanna said. Lust was roaring through her like an out of control train. "Please, Bob, I need you again!"

Her husband bent her forward until her cunt was exposed to him. For a while, he teased her, sliding the arrow-shaped head of his sex-spear up and down between the puffy portals of her chasm, driving her nuts.

"Bob!!! Please!!!" Joanna begged, "Don't tease me! I need you!"

At last, unable to wait any longer, Bob grabbed his wife's hips and propelled his shaft into her receptive cavern.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Bob, yesssss!!!" Joanna gurgled.

Bob was soon charging headlong toward still another release. Every forceful thrust propelled him nearer and nearer to his orgasm.

"Bob!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!!! I'm commminnnnnggggg!!!!" Joanna cried. Her body began to shake while she experienced spasm after spasm of delight. "Take meeeee!!! Take meeeee!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! Oh, Goddddd!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!"

"Joannaaa!!! Yessssssss!!!!" Bob groaned. Holding her tightly, grinding against her, he spewed blast after blast of his hot cream into her.

They eventually finished their shower and got dressed. While Bob made the bed, Joanna went down to the kitchen and began making breakfast. A bit later Bob joined her and they ate. After they finished their breakfast, they cleared off the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher, then they prepared to leave for work.

"Son of a bitch!" Bob exclaimed when he walked into the garage and saw his car.

"Honey, what's the matter?" Joanna asked. She was just coming out the door when she heard her husband's exclamation. Then she looked and saw what had upset him. "My God!" she said.

Bob's white BMW 750 sat in the garage where he'd parked it the night before. All four tires were flat. On the sides, and the windshield, someone had painted, "Whoremaster," "You'll pay," and "Evil will be avenged," with what looked like bright red spray paint.

Joanna was clinging to her husband, trembling. "Bob," she whimpered, "Who...who did this? Why...why would someone do this?"

"I have no idea," he replied through clenched teeth.

"What are we going to do?" she asked.

"Go inside and call the police," her husband said. "Then call work and tell them I won't be in for a while."



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 08



Passion In James County IV: Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 8

"Do you have any idea why anyone would want to do this to you, Mr. Samuelson?" the police officer asked Bob and his wife.

Bob shook his head. "None whatsoever," he said.

"I don't, either," Joanna added. "Nobody hates us, at least not that I know of."

"Sir, are you having any problems at work?" the officer continued. "You know, maybe a disgruntled employee, that kinda thing?"

"I do very little hiring and firing," Bob replied. "Actually, my staff hasn't changed since I took my present position."

The policeman looked at Joanna. "What about you, ma'am?" he asked.

Joanna shook her head. "I work as a consultant," she replied. "I'm self-employed."

"How about a disgruntled client?" the officer asked.

She shook her head again. "I'm not aware there are any," she told him.

"Ah..." the officer reddened. "Uh...some of the stuff that was painted on your car, it was, you know, kinda sexual. Is there any reason why...?"

"Our marriage is solid," Bob told the officer. "There are no irate lovers or disgruntled husbands or wives out there that I'm aware of."

The officer looked at Joanna, his face getting even redder. "Ma'am?"

"You heard what my husband said," Joanna told him. "If you ask me, I think this was done by some madman."

The policeman nodded. "Could be, ma'am," he said. "Lord knows, there's enough nut cases loose out there." He put his pen back in his uniform shirt and closed his notebook. "Look, I'm going to file a report on this with the detectives. They'll review it, maybe they'll even come by here to ask some follow-up questions. But I gotta be honest with you. I wouldn't get my hopes up that whoever did this is gonna be caught any time soon."

"But...but what if it happens again?" Joanna asked.

"First of all, make sure you keep your doors locked from now on. Chances are, whoever did this picked your car because your door was unlocked. I mean, I know you say you don't have any enemies, but you work for the school system, Mr. Samuelson, so it could be kids, too. If it happens again, call us, we'll come back," the officer said. "But I wouldn't worry too much about that. I don't think that's gonna happen."

"What else can we do?" Bob asked.

"Like I said, I'd make sure my garage was locked from now on," the officer said. "Maybe you should keep a light on outside. If you want, I can have our crime prevention officer give you a call. She'll come out, look your place over, and make some suggestions about how you can make it more secure."

"I'd like that," Bob said. "What do you think, Joanna?"

"I think that's a good idea," his wife agreed.

The officer stood up. "OK," he said. "I'm gonna head back to the station and get this report done for the detectives. And I'll have Sergeant Dillon give you a call."

"Sergeant Dillon?" Bob asked.

"She's the crime prevention specialist I was telling you about," the officer said.

"Fine," Bob said. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," the officer said, putting his hat on. "You folks take care now. A lot of times after something like this happens, the night shift increases the level of patrol in the area. Don't be surprised if you see more police cars around for a week or so than you usually do."

"I certainly won't complain if that happens," Bob said.

"Me, either," Joanna said.

After the officer left, both Bob and Joanna left for their respective jobs. Bob insisted that his wife meet him at his office after work. "I don't want you coming home alone, not with that madman running loose," he said.

Milt Bingham sat down across the table from Heidi at lunch that day. "You look upset today, Heidi," he said. "Is something wrong?"

Heidi, who was so lost in thought she wasn't aware Milt was at the table, looked at him. "Oh, hello, Milt," she said. "What did you say?"

"I said you looked upset," he said. "Is something wrong?"

"I got an obscene phone call last night," she said. She shuddered. "It was awful."

"My word!" Milt exclaimed. "What did you do? I hope you called the police."

Heidi nodded. "I did," she said. "They took a report. So did the phone company. But both of them said it wasn't likely they'd be able to do anything unless it happened again."

"You'd think that the phone company would be able to do something, what with all the sophisticated computerized equipment they have now," the assistant principal said. "Heidi, is there anything I can do?"

Heidi shrugged. "I doubt it, Milt," she said, "although I think it's sweet that you asked. I mean, if the police and phone company can't do anything, what could you do?"

Milt nodded. "I guess you're right," he said. He stood up. "Well, I have to get back to the office. I have three students stewing in the waiting room. I guess they've waited long enough. Time to administer justice." He turned and walked away from her table.

"Milt really is sweet," Heidi thought. "It's too bad he isn't a better lover. Maybe, if he didn't drink so much..." She shrugged. "Oh, well, maybe I'm just not meant to have a relationship with him. I...I wonder if I'm meant to have a relationship with anyone."

She got up, deposited her tray at the opening near the cafeteria dishwasher, then returned to her office and spent the rest of the afternoon working on lesson plans for a new state-mandated sex education course she was going to start teaching. When the end of day bells rang, she headed home.

Heidi felt very nervous when she pulled into her driveway. What if the police were wrong? What if whoever made that awful call was in her house waiting for her? For a moment, she considered calling the police to see if they'd send an officer out to check her house. She looked it over. Everything seemed just like it had been when she left. "Heidi Tate!" she scolded herself, "You're being foolish. Everything is fine. Stop being such a baby!"

She shut her car off, got out, and went in the house. As it turned out, everything was fine. She changed into a sweatshirt and jeans, did a little cleaning and laundry, then she made herself dinner.

After dinner, she curled up on her sofa and turned on the TV. While the news shows played, she recalled the previous night and what had happened during her time with Bob Samuelson. "I...I should never have let that happen," she mused. "Even though it was wonderful, it was wrong." Why couldn't she find happiness the way normal people did? Why did it seem that she was doomed to turning to illicit relationships for satisfaction. She'd tried going out with Milt, an unattached man, but that turned into a disaster. Why was it the only satisfying relationships available to her, it seemed, were forbidden ones?

The news shows ended, game shows began and Heidi, not paying attention to them, continued to pondering the course her life had taken. "Why is it the people I shouldn't be sleeping with give me the most passion?" she wondered.

Her thoughts drifted to the affairs she'd had since her marriage ended. The first was Bobby Draper, a young man who proved to be a wonderful lover. Bobby awakened Heidi to sexuality she hadn't been aware she possessed.

Then Tim came into her life. Dear, sweet, wonderful Tim. He stopped at her house the night of the prom. He seemed very upset when she let him in...

**********

"Hi," he said. "I...I hope you don't mind my stopping by so late, Mrs. Tate. I...I need to talk to somebody about something when I saw your lights were on I..."

"Um...no...uh...it's all right, Tim" she stammered. This was a development she hadn't expected. She liked Tim. She knew he was painfully shy, and heard rumors that he'd been unable to get a date for the prom. She missed her senior prom, too, so she had a lot of empathy for the young man.

"Come in, Tim," she said. "We can't talk out here on the porch." She stepped back and held the door for the young man, who walked by her, into her living room. He looked around nervously, then he took a seat on the sofa.

She closed the front door, went to the living room, and sat down in a chair facing Tim. She carefully pulled her robe over her bare legs. Her mind was still awash with the strong emotions the memories of what happened with Bobby had evoked, so she felt a little off-balance. She wished she had something more substantial on under her robe than a skimpy teddy.

"Why did Tim have to pick tonight, of all nights, to stop and see me?" she wondered. Deep inside her, warmth glowed, and she desperately wished she could make it stop. She had lost control once before in a situation like this. She was taking a big risk in allowing herself to be alone with Tim.

"I...I, um needed to talk to someone," Tim said, blushing furiously. "And...you know...I've talked to you a couple of times in school and..."

"What's wrong, Tim?" she asked. She looked at the young man. He was big, and bulky, but quite handsome. She wasn't sure why he had a problem getting a prom date.

"I needed to talk with someone..." Tim began. "I...I'm not sure exactly how to tell you. It's..."

Tears started to roll down the young man's cheeks. He jumped to his feet and walked to the picture window that faced Heidi's huge back yard and stood there with his back to her.

She was right about what had him so upset. A girl he really liked turned down his invitation to go to the prom with him. It wasn't the first time he'd been turned down for a date, but it was his senior year, and the prom was a special occasion.

What made it worse was that he waited too long to ask someone, so when his first choice turned him down, he didn't have time to find another date. Now it was prom night and he was depressed and desperate for someone to talk to.

She sat there, listening to Tim talk. She could see his shoulders shaking and felt a surge of tremendous empathy for him. She wondered what she could do to help him. Acting on impulse, she got out of her chair, walked across the room, and put her arms around him from the rear. "It will be all right, Tim," she said softly. "I heard about your problems getting a date. I can see how terrible you feel."

Tim turned and looked down at her. There was a look of surprise on his face. "How...how did you know about...about my not getting a prom date?" he stammered.

She shrugged. "You know how it is in school," she said. "People talk."

"Oh," Tim said. He looked a little embarrassed.

"You know, Tim, I didn't get to go to my prom, either," she said.

The young man looked surprised. "You...you didn't?" he stammered.

She shook her head. "No, I didn't," she said. "So I do know exactly how you feel. It's not very nice knowing all the other kids are having a good time while you're alone and miserable, is it?"

"Ah...no, it...it sure isn't," Tim replied. "How...how come you didn't get to go to your prom? I mean, you're real pretty and everything, and..." He stopped and his face reddened. "I...I'm sorry, I..."

Touched by the young man's words, she reached up and caressed his cheek tenderly with her fingers. "I think it's sweet of you to say that, Tim," she said.

They stood there, two lonely people, gazing at each other, their faces only inches apart. Her face was turned upward so she could look at Tim and her hands still lay on his hips.

Tim started bending down, and she felt herself raising up slowly tip-toes. The next thing she knew, their lips were fused and they were clinging to each other in a hot embrace. When the young man's lips touched hers and his body pressed against her, longing pervaded her and she tightened her embrace, squeezing him tighter against her. Her lips parted and her tongue slid into his mouth, seeking, probing. It was met, delightfully, by his. Fires of need, already smoldering in her body, burst into open flame and began taking control.

"Nooo!!!" she thought, as she felt the fires of passion flaring into a conflagration of need. "Not again! I can't let this happen again!" But the forbidden feelings were far too powerful to be denied, and began taking control of her.

While she struggled with her rampant emotions, Tim moved his trembling hands to the belt that held her robe closed. He loosed it, then he pushed the robe down over her shoulders.

She lowered her arms and let her robe whisper to the floor. She shuddered when she saw the young man's eyes traveling over her, and recognized the avid look in them. "Please, Tim, we shouldn't..." she whispered. "This...is...isn't right."

"God, Mrs. Tate, you're so pretty!" the young man said reverently.

She could feel his eyes moving over her body, which was now clad only in the sheer teddy. He couldn't believe this was happening!

The young man took a deep breath, then he reached out and touched her breasts through the sheer lace the covered the bodice of her teddy and a shudder of delight went through her and she felt her resistance evaporating. She knew if she didn't stop Tim now, she'd never be able to! "Please, Tim! Please!" she begged, trembling, "Please stop! Please!!" Then his fingers brushed lightly over her erecting nipples. Rapturous sensations rocked her and her legs went weak.

"Ohhhh!!!" she moaned. She no longer wanted to stop. Not at all! Tim obviously wanted her and, she finally admitted to herself, she wanted him! To hell with the consequences! She didn't care! She wanted to make love with him! "Come on!" she said, took the young man's hand, and led him toward her bedroom.

When they arrived in her bedroom, she steered the young man to her bed, let go of his hand, and laid down. She watched him rapidly shed his clothes, then he joined her in the bed. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her again and, exultantly, she pressed against him and kissed him back. He untied the string that held the front of her teddy together, then his hand slid under the garment and over her bare breasts, electrifying her.

Tim fondled her breasts with his hands and his lips joined them. Soon she was shaking with hunger. Then his hand glided over her belly and dived between her quivering legs, and began exploring her rapidly moistening vagina.

"Ahhh!!!" she cried. Her hips rocked upward as her body presented itself for more of the young man's caresses. His finger slid between her puffy, soft lips, and still more shock waves of elation ripped through her.

"Please, Tim, I need you, don't make me wait! Oh, Tim, please! I want you in me!" she cried, experiencing a degree of urgency she'd known only once before--with another student.

Tim rolled between her legs, raised his hips, and grasped his erection. Guiding it toward her opening, he thrust forward and his erection sank into her, snug entranceway.

"Yesssss!!!!" she hissed when the teenager's thick cudgel invaded her. "That's it, Tim! That's what I want! Give it to me, Tim. Give it all to me!" He shoved his rod deep into her and she gloried in the stretched, filled sensation his swollen member induced in her lust-drenched body. Then his thrusts began, each one sending her higher and higher up the pyramid of passion. This was sooo good!

"Take me! Oh, Tim! Take me!" she groaned, pulling at the young man's back, clutching his thrusting buttocks. "I need you so badly!! Oh, Tim, I need you so badly!!!"

Then, suddenly, a glorious orgasm burst through her. "Timmm!!!!!! Oh, Timmmmm!!!!! Yessssss!!!!! Oh...Yesssss!!!!!!" she groaned. "I'm....I'm there!!! Take me, Timmmm!!!!!!!!!! Take meeeeee!!!!! Take...Meeeeee!!!!!!!!!!! Pleeeeeeeze!!!! Oh...pleeeeze!!! Yesssssssss!!!!!!!!!!"

"Me, toooo!!! Unnnnnhhhhh!!! Me, toooo!!!!" Tim groaned when he sent his juices gushing into he. His hips banged a triphammer beat against her body while he exploded his hot, creamy sauce into her.

The couple's bodies continued to strain together as they shared the wonder of orgasm.

Afterward, they lay locked in each other's arms, enjoying the afterglow of their shared pleasure.

Tim suddenly got a frightened look on his face. "What...what about your husband?" he asked.

"Things aren't good between us," she said. "We're separated and I think we'll be getting a divorce."

"Oh," Tim replied. She could see him relax.

She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head, and dropped it on the floor next to the bed, then she gazed down at the naked young man lying next to her and smiled. "You know, Tim, you are a fabulous lover," she said, enjoying the the fact that the young man blushed and the adoring way he kept gaping at her naked body. Twice now, she'd violated a serious taboo for school employees by sleeping with students. Nothing she did from now on could make things any worse. And, since Tim was there, she might as well enjoy the time she had him with her.

Tim smiled and began caressing one of her breasts.

When the young man's hands began fondling her breasts again, she shuddered and felt her nipples begin to harden. "Oh, Tim, that...Ahhhh!!!...that feels so wonderful!" she purred, "You have a such a wonderfully light touch, do you know that?"

She slid her hand over the young man's chest, found his nipples, and teased them until they were straining points of hardened flesh, noting with pleasure that Tim gasped and trembled as she did. Since touching his nipples obviously made him feel good, it would probably thrill him even more if she kissed them. She bent over him and took one of his rigid nipples in her mouth.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" Tim moaned, writhing.

"Do you like that, darling?" she asked.

"Ohhhh, yesssss!!!" Tim replied. "My God! Yesssss!"

She returned to making love to him. While her lips moved down overr his body, her peripheral vision allowed her to see that his penis had once again begun to rise. She grasped the swelling organ and could feelingthe heat, the growing firmness, and the sticky remnants of their earlier joining that coated it.

Her kisses moved across the young man's belly, through his kinky pubic hair, to the base of the distended pole. Kneeling next to his hips, she clasped her lips around the engorged shaft and began to move her head slowly up and down. She loved the delightful friction that resulted as her lips stole up and down the veined surface of the young man's throbbing penis.

Tim went wild when her lips began to move up and down over his tender rod. She felt him trailing his fingers lightly over her back, her buttocks, and her legs. While his hand slid lovingly over her, she continued to slide her lips up and down on his throbbing shaft and stroke his trembling legs with her hand.

"Oh, God, Mrs. Tate, I'm so close!" Tim gasped, his hips rocking, thrusting his erect penis into her mouth.

Reluctantly, she took her mouth off the young man's erection, swung her leg over his body, and lowered herself onto his swollen pole. It slid into her easily and once more wonderful sensations began rushing through her. She couldn't remember ever being crammed so delightfully full. Her fluttering hot cavern engulfed the boy's pulsing tool and caressed it.

She looked down at Tim, saw the look of pure ecstasy on his face, and was delighted. "You do like this, don't you, Tim, darling?" she whispered.

"Oh, God, yesssss!!!!" he groaned. He arched his hips, driving himself farther into her. "It's...it's incredible!"

Heidi pressed down against him, overjoyed by the powerful sensations being delivered into her by the young man's swollen penis.

"My God, Tim! You're huge!" she exclaimed. "It feels like you're in me all the way to my throat!" She pushed herself erect, her body at right angles to his, and began to rock her hips. The movements caused his erection to whip around inside her, creating delightful bedlam in her super-aroused body. "Ohhhh!!! Tim!!!" she moaned, her hips moving faster and faster, her lovely breasts bobbing. Her motions became more and more frenzied. "This is lovely!! You're right. This...Ahhhhh!!! This is incredible!"




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 08



Before long, she felt Tim's hot juices flooding her again.

"I'm commmminnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!" he cried. "Take it!!! Take it!!!! Mrs. Tatesssssssss!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

When the young man's molten juices exploded into her, she was swept along into orgasm with him. "Oh, yessss!!! Come, darling! Come for me!" she urged ardently, "Come! Fill me! It feels so good! Oh...Ohhhhhh!!! Tim! Oh, Tim!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Ahhhhh!!! Yessssss!!!! Yes-yes-yes-yes-yesssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She rode out another stupefying orgasm and, when it was over, she remained atop Tim enjoying the aftermath, feeling his penis soften, then slide from her, tickling her as it left her body. She lowered herself onto his chest, felt his arms slide around her, and his lips cover hers. This was so wonderful! She was so glad he'd stopped by!

Finally, she slid off the young man and rolled onto her side, facing him. "It's getting late, Tim," she said. "Won't your parents wonder where you are?"

"I told them I might stay over at a friend's house, tonight," he said. "I...I don't have to go home right away if...if you don't want me...to."

"Oh," she replied.

A hopeful look formed on the young man's face. "Ah...uh...Mrs. Tate, do...do you think...could I, uh, stay her all night?" he asked.

"I...oh hell, sure, why not?" she replied, giving him a kiss. Nothing could make things any worse than they already were and, besides, if the rest of the night was as satisfying as the first part had been... She shuddered at the thought.

Elation showed on Tim's face. "I'll go move my van, then I'll come back," he said.

She didn't want her neighbors to see the young man come in this late at night. "Come in the back door when you get back," she said. 

Tim kissed her again, bounced off the bed, and began to get dressed. "I'll be right back," he said, running for the door.

She got up, walked out to the living room, picked up her robe, and slipped it over her bare body. She heard the boy's van start, then drive off. "What have I let myself in for?" she asked herself as she walked toward the kitchen. "Am I being as foolish as I think I am?"

A few minutes later, she heard a soft knock at the kitchen door, opened it, and was swept into Tim's arms. Their lips fused in a passionate kiss and his hands slid inside her robe, onto her body. He cupped her buttocks in his hands and she shuddered as he pulled her against him. She felt something press against her belly as she clung to him. "My God!" she thought, "He's hard again!"

Holding her, Tim backed to one of the kitchen chairs and sat down on it.

"Tim! What are you doing?" she gasped. She couldn't imagine what he was doing. She found out quickly when he pulled her down onto his lap and his erect penis slid into her. "Ohhhhh!!! Tim!!! That feels so lovely!!! Yessss!" she groaned, her passion flaring. God! Would this ever stop? She hoped not.

He began to drive into her and she was again thrilled by how much exquisite pleasure he was giving her. "Oh, God, Tim, you....Unnnnhhhhh....you are incredible!" she groaned when his swollen penis began to lunge up into her. She clutched his shoulders, riding him, hanging on for dear life as they bounced up and down on the kitchen chair.

Tim captured one of her nipples with his lips and began sucking it feverishly.

"Ohhhhh!!! she moaned as elation ripped through her, "Sooooo goooodddd!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, Godd, Timmm!! Yesssss!!!"

The teenager rocked his hips, thrusting into the nurse forcefully. His hands gripped her buttocks, hauling down her onto his spearing organ. His fervid movements, plus the delectable feelings his lips and tongue were giving her breasts, soon had her aflame with need again.

"Tim, Oh, God, I'm going to come!" she cried. She was startled by how fast she'd reached a second peak. "Tim!!! Tim!! Oh, Tim!!! I'm comminnnggg!!!! Oh, darling, I'm commmminnnnnnggggggg!!!! More!!!! Oh, God!!!!! More!!!! Yesssss!!!! Yesssssss!!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!" the lad groaned when he again exploded into her.

Seated on the chair in the middle of her kitchen, the lovers clutched each other desperately as their passion spent itself.

When she finally gathered enough strength enough to move, she kissed Tim. "Let's go back to bed," she said. She lifted herself off him. Her legs were still a little weak and his juices seeped from her and trickled down her legs. She used to hate that part of love-making, but with Tim it only added to the joy of the experience.

The boy rose with her and, arms around each other, they walked down the hallway and into the bedroom. She stripped off her robe while Tim undressed and they got in her bed. They immediately moved into each other's arms, kissed deeply, then their hands again began exploring warm flesh. The lovers gazed into each other's eyes with deep feeling.

"I've never been this satisfied," she told the young man. "Never!"

Tim smiled shyly and blushed. "I'm glad," he said. "I wanted to be good for you and I was kind of afraid I wouldn't be."

"Oh, God, you wonderful, wonderful man! You certainly are good for me!" she exclaimed. She took his face in her hands and kissed him. Then, realizing she was tired she said, "We ought to get some sleep, don't you think? I know you don't have school tomorrow, but you've worn me out."

**********

"Oh, Tim," Heidi murmured. "I miss you so. I...I should never have given you up. I was so foolish." She shrugged. She had given him up, however, and now she was alone. Tears began rolling down her cheeks. Would she ever find happiness? Was there a man she could love, and who would love her? Wiping her eyes, she got off the sofa and went to her bedroom.

The phone rang a few minutes after she'd gotten in bed. Her hand trembling, Heidi picked it up. "He...hello?" she said.

"Evil woman! Bitch! Tramp!" the rough voice screamed. "You will..."

Heidi slammed the phone down, then clutched the covers over her and curled up in her bed, sobbing. "Maybe I deserve this," she thought as she cried. "Maybe I'm exactly the kind of person he...he says I am." Finally, sleep came to her, but it was a disturbed and restless sleep.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 09



Passion In James County IV: Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 9

"We had a vandalism incident in the Heights last night," Sergeant Dawson told the morning watch shift officers at roll call. "The lieutenant asked me to put extra patrols in that area for a while. You guys in the units assigned to that sector keep your eyes open for anyone up there who doesn't belong. You see something that doesn't look right, you check it out, you got that?"

The officers in the room all nodded. Tim Jackman wondered what he'd be doing. His partner had the night off and he assumed he would be assigned a temporary partner.

"Jackman," Sergeant Dawson said, "Since Dumont's off tonight, you'll be in an X-car in the East Sector. I want you to stay in the Heights. Jones, you and Mackey are assigned to regular patrol in the East Sector. If Jackman gets anything in the Heights, you get your asses up there five minutes before he calls for back up, you guys got that?"

"Got it, Sarge," the Jones and Mackey replied in unison.

Tim was happy with the assignment. "X-cars" were cars assigned to sectors in addition to the units normally assigned to patrol that sector. Usually only experienced officers were assigned to them. The fact that the sergeant had given him this assignment was a real honor.

"I'm going to spend as much time in that area as I can," the sergeant continued. "I don't think the asshole is going to be back, but if he shows up, we might have a chance of catching him if we're on the ball."

"Hey, sarge," Mackey called. "How's my partner supposed to get any sleep if you're hanging around all night?" Mackey's comment drew a chorus of laughs from the rest of the officers on night shift.

"Shut up, Mackey," his partner responded.

A half hour later Tim, who had radio call sign X-25, was cruising down a dark street in the residential area known at the Heights. He passed both the sergeant and the other officers several times, but nothing seemed to be out of order.

"There's Heidi's house," he thought as he cruised by the home of his former lover. "I wonder how she is? I wonder if she thinks about me as much as I think about her." A wry smile formed on his face. "Hell, I'm kidding myself. She probably doesn't think about me at all."

He saw a car was parked next to the curb, just down the street from the Tate house. Was there someone in it? He studied the car carefully while his patrol car moved by slowly. He couldn't see anyone in the vehicle. It wasn't unusual or illegal for cars to be left parked at the curb overnight in this area, so he kept going, but he did pick up the radio mike.

"X-ray twenty-five to Sam five," he said.

"Sam five," the sergeant replied.

"I have a parked car over here on Thomas," Tim said. "It appears to be empty. Did you see it when you rolled through there?"

"10-4, X-ray twenty-five," Sergeant Dawson replied. "I saw it when I went by there about fifteen minutes ago."

"Adam forty to Sam five and X-ray twenty-five," the radio said as patrolman Mackey joined the conversation. "We spotted it, too. You want us to check it out, sarge?"

"Negative," the sergeant replied. "It probably belongs to someone who lives up there."

Tim continued patrolling. The area he was assigned to was normally was part of a larger patrol sector that was one of the slowest in town for police activity. The officers in the sector car, Adam-forty, were assigned several calls, none of which turned out to be much, but no work came his way.

An hour or so later, Sergeant Dawson advised dispatch he was headed back to the station. Tim continued his patrol in the Heights. He liked police work, but he'd tire of quickly if every night was like this one.

About three a.m., he was approaching the street where Heidi lived again. The car he'd seen earlier was still there, but something seemed different about it. He strained to see. Was there someone in it? Then the car's lights came on and it began moving. He pressed down on the accelerator and the cruiser surged forward. The car moved away from the curb and started down the street, accelerating slowly.

The situation looked suspicious to Tim. He followed the car a while, getting close enough to read the license plate. The light from the streetlights let him see the driver, who was acting nervous, glancing in the rear-view mirror. He decided it wouldn't hurt to find out what was going on. It was probably someone who worked some weird shift going to work, but it could be the vandal.

He picked up the radio mike. "X-ray twenty-five to dispatch," he said into the microphone. "I'm stopping a dark colored Olds Cutlass, registration William-William-George, seven-four-three, at the intersection of Johnson and Eighteenth."

"Copy, X-ray twenty-five," the dispatcher replied, "You're stopping a dark colored Olds Cutlass, William-William-George, seven-four-three, at the intersection of Johnson and Eighteenth."

"Adam-forty to dispatch," the radio said. "We'll back up X-ray twenty-five. ETA five."

"Copy, Adam-forty," the dispatcher said.

"Sam five to dispatch," Sergeant Dawson joined in. "I'm rolling toward Johnson and Eighteenth. ETA five to seven."

"Whoever's in that car's going to get quite a reception," Tim thought. "Let's light him up and see what happens." He reached down and flipped the switches on the cruiser's control panel that turned on the light bar on the cruiser's roof. The light bar came to life, bathing the car ahead of him in brilliant flashing blue light. Immediately, the car's brake lights came on, it swerved to the curb, and stopped.

Tim pulled in behind the car, placing the cruiser exactly the way he'd been taught at the academy. He flipped a switch and the blue lights stopped flashing. Bright white light lit up the car ahead of him as he switched on the floodlights called "takedown lights" located in the light bar on the cruiser's roof. Blue and yellow lights and a yellow directional arrow flashed to the rear of the cruiser.

Tim debated whether he should wait for backup to arrive, then decided not to. He punched the registration number of the car into the computer then he took his heavy aluminum flashlight and got out of his cruiser. Holding the light in his left hand, he approached the car. He unsnapped the strap on his holster and kept his hand on the butt of the 9mm automatic pistol on his belt as he moved closer to the vehicle he'd stopped.

He shined his flashlight in the car's window. A portly, balding man, looking very frightened, sat in the car, staring up at him. The window of the car glided down. "Is...is something wrong, officer?" the man asked.

"May I have your registration, license, and insurance card, please, sir?" Tim asked. He kept his hand on his gun. At the academy they taught him that most killers don't look like killers, and that carelessness is what gets cops killed. Just because this guy looked like an accountant didn't mean he wasn't dangerous. He watched the driver fumble for the papers he had asked for, then the man handed them out the window.

"Thank you, sir," Tim said, taking the papers. "Please remain in your vehicle. I'll be right back."

He walked back to his cruiser, got inside, and punched the information from the man's license and registration into the cruiser's computer terminal. As he did, he saw headlights approaching from the other direction.

A car slid to a stop at the curb opposite Tim's car, and blue lights began flashing on the roof. "Adam forty, we're off with X-ray twenty-five," the radio said.

Another car slid to a halt behind Tim. "Sam five off with X-ray twenty-five and Adam forty," Sergeant Dawson said.

Tim got out of his car just as Sergeant Dawson reached it. The other two officers stood across the street, next to their cruiser, watching carefully.

"What have you got, Jackman?" Dawson asked.

"Registration and license check out," Tim said. "Guy's name is Milton Bingham. He lives at 124 West Ferndale. Car's registered to him. No motor vehicle or criminal record. Nothing in CAD, either." CAD was the department's "computer aided dispatch" system that kept track of additional information on individuals.

"That address is clear on the other side of town," Sergeant Dawson said. "What the fuck is a guy who lives over there doing in this neighborhood this time of night?"

"Why don't we ask him?" Tim said.

He and Sergeant Dawson approached the car.

Milt Bingham peered out at the two police officers standing next to his car. "Is there a problem, officers?" he asked again. His voice quavered as he spoke.

"Would you please step out of the car, sir?" Tim said, standing back to allow the car's door to open. "And please, sir, keep your hands where I can see them at all times."

"I...I don't understand," Milt said. He did as he was told and got out of the car, carefully keeping his hands in plain view.

"Mr. Bingham, would you mind explaining what you're doing in this neighborhood this time of night?" Sergeant Dawson asked.

"Why?" Bingham said. "Did...did I do something wrong? I...I wasn't speeding."

"Mr. Bingham, it's three o'clock in the morning," Sergeant Dawson said. "Your car has been parked down the street for the last two hours, and you live about five miles from here. You have to admit that looks more than a little suspicious. We'd like some answers."

Bingham looked a little sheepish. "You'll think I'm foolish, I'm afraid," he said.

"Why don't you let us decide that," the sergeant responded.

Bingham inhaled deeply, then let his breath out with a loud sigh. "Well," he said, "I...I'm the assistant principal at Jamestown High School. One of our female employees, a dear friend of mine, has been receiving obscene phone calls. I...I thought, maybe..." He shrugged and looked at the policemen. "I thought it might help if I hung around her house, just in case the person making the calls tried to do something to hurt her." He shrugged again. "I know I'm probably being foolish, that it's silly, but I...well, as I said, the lady is a dear friend and..."

"What is the lady's name?" Sergeant Dawson asked.

Bingham looked from Tim to the sergeant. "Ah...are...are you going to disturb her?" he asked. "I...she doesn't know what I'm doing and I...I'm afraid she'd be terribly embarrassed if she knew..."

"What's her name?" Dawson said.

"Ah...Tate, Heidi Tate," Bingham said. "She's our school nurse."

Tim was surprised when the man mentioned Heidi's name. "Somebody's making obscene calls to Heidi!" he thought. "Damn!" He looked at Bingham. "So she and he are 'dear friends', huh? I wonder what the hell that means." He decided he didn't like Mr. Milt Bingham.

"Wait here a minute, please, Mr. Bingham," Sergeant Dawson said. He started back to his cruiser. A few minutes later, he returned. "We did get a complaint about obscene phone calls from a Heidi Tate," he said. "Mr. Bingham, what you're doing isn't going to help her and could have gotten you in trouble. We've had some vandalism problems in this neighborhood and we've increased the number of patrols. Your friend will be fine. We'll make sure of that."

"Ah...yes, of course," Bingham said. "I knew I was being silly when I came over here, but..." He looked sheepish. "I mean, I just thought, maybe, I could do something to help. I...I won't do it again."

Tim handed Bingham's papers back to him and the man got back in his car. "Officer?" he said.

"What?" Tim asked.

"You...you won't tell Heidi...Mrs. Tate what I was doing tonight, will you?" Bingham asked. "I...I'm afraid she'd...she'd be very angry with me if she knew."

"We aren't going to bother her," Tim said.

"Thank you," Bingham said. He started his car and drove off.

"Jesus Christ," Sergeant Dawson said. "What a stupid fucker he is. How the hell does he think he's going to stop someone from making obscene phone calls by sitting in front of the victim's house?"

Mackey and Jones had walked across the street to where Tim and Sergeant Dawson were standing. "You think he coulda been the one made the obscene call?" Mackey asked.

"If he did, he didn't do it from his car and he's been here two hours," Tim replied. "I checked. He didn't have a cell phone in the car."

"What the hell does a wimpy little jerk like him think he's gonna do?" Jones asked.

"It takes all kinds, I guess, sarge," Tim said.

"Yeah, but why do they all have to live here in Jamestown," the sergeant responded, shaking his head. "Christ, it's bad enough we get the usual compliment of brain-dead dip shits over in Central Sector, now they're moving up here?"

Tim and the other officers got back in their cruisers and returned to patrol. The rest of the night was uneventful. At seven the next morning, Tim returned to headquarters, turned in his cruiser, and headed home.

When he got to his apartment, he let himself in, walked to the bathroom, stripped off his clothes, then headed for his bedroom. Because he slept during the day, he kept the blinds drawn. He entered the darkened room, slid into bed, and got the surprise of his life. Somebody, a naked somebody, a naked female somebody, was in his bed!

"I didn't think you'd ever get home," Carol Ann whispered. "I was feeling lonely earlier, so I let myself in, figuring I'd surprise you when you got home. I was just about to go back to my place." Her hand slid down over his belly and found his cock, which immediately began to swell.

"Oooohh!" she purred, "I like the feel of this! You're glad to see me! You don't mind that I let myself in, do you, Tim?"

"Ah...no," Tim stammered. What she was doing to his cock felt so good...

"You're gonna like this..." Carol Ann said. She threw back the covers and, before Tim realized what she had in mind, she had his cock in her mouth. He succumbed to onrushing passion as his landlady's mouth slid up and down his rapidly stiffening pole.

"God, I love how big your cock is!" Carol Ann groaned, moving atop him, his cock gripped in her hand. She lowered herself onto it.

Tim laid there, barely able to understand what was going on. What he could comprehend was how wonderful it felt to be deep inside Carol Ann's hot channel. His hips surged powerfully off the bed, he grabbed the woman's lean hips, and held her against him as his cock lunged into her.

"God! You make me feel so good!" Carol Ann groaned softly, her tiny breasts bobbing, her body quaking, as Tim thrust his cock into her repeatedly. "Damn! Oh, Damn! Jesus! I needed this! I've been thinking about your hard cock all night!"

Tim kept ramming into her. All of his pent up emotion was about to be released. Then it was. "Commmminnnnngggggg!!!! Oh, Godddddddd!!!!" he groaned as he exploded.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Take meeeeee!!!! Oh, God, Tim, give it to meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!" Carol Ann groaned as her body went into a rictus of delight. Her hips began to writhe wildly. "Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

Tim's quivering body released a hot, surging flood, filling Carol Ann's quavering hole to overflowing. His fingers dug into her soft flesh as he spewed his seed into her.

Sated, Carol Ann lay in his arms and kissed him softly. "I am so glad you're living here!" she whispered, "You're the best! The absolute fucking best!" She kissed him again. "I better get back to my place. My mother's coming over to take me shopping this morning and I don't think Mom would be to thrilled if she found out what I'm doing with the tenants." She kissed him. "You sure you don't mind that I surprised you?"

"Ah...no," Tim admitted. He was satisfied, but the idea that she could get into his apartment any time she wanted to bothered him. What if he'd brought another girl home with him? He had to think about that. He also wondered about Carol Ann's husband, who he'd never seen since he moved in. Where was the guy? What would he think if he found out Tim was sleeping with his wife? 

Carol Ann kissed him again. "See you later, stud," she said. She slipped out of bed, put on her clothes, and left.

Tim rolled over, pulled the covers over him, and fell asleep. For reasons he couldn't fathom, he dreamed of Heidi Tate.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 10



Heidi called the police before she went to work the next morning. "It happened again," she told the same officer she'd talked to the day before. "He...he called again."

"OK, ma'am," the officer said. "Look, here's what you do. Call the phone company and ask them to put a trap on your line. It will probably cost you a few bucks, but it will allow us to catch this guy."

"A...a trap?" Heidi asked.

"Yeah, if the guy calls you again, they have a device that traps his phone number and stores it," the officer explained. "We'll get the number from them and trace the call. Like I said, I think it costs a little bit, but it does work."

"Thank you," Heidi said. She immediately called the phone company and found out what she needed to know. Then she dressed and headed for school.

Milt Bingham, looking a bit tired, saw Heidi come in and left his office to greet her. "How are you this morning, Heidi?" he asked.

"It happened again," Heidi told him. "That animal called me again."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Milt said. "What are you going to do?"

"I reported it to the police again," she said. "They told me what I should do to try and catch the person who's doing this."

"Really?" Milt said. "Are they going to put a tap on your phone?"

"Ah..." Heidi paused. "No, they're not doing that. They...they asked me to keep them posted if the person calls again," she said, not quite sure why she hadn't told him the whole truth. Milt, of all people, was someone she could trust. That the person calling her had her distrusting even her closest friends upset her even more.

"I'm really sorry this is happening, Heidi," Milt said, "are you sure there's nothing I can do to help. I mean, if you thought it would help, you could stay at my place..."

"Thank you for offering, Milt, but no," Heidi said. "I'm not going to let this animal run me out of my own home. I'll be fine. The police tell me people who make obscene phone calls seldom go beyond that."

"All right, if you're sure," Milt said. "But please, if there's anything I can do..."

"Thanks, Milt," Heidi said. "It is sweet of you to offer." She headed down the hall to her office.

Bob Samuelson had taken the day off because the police department's crime prevention specialist was coming to advise him on ways to make their home more secure. Joanna had left that morning to attend a two-day conference, so Bob home alone.

The doorbell rang. Bob answered it and found a surprisingly attractive young woman standing there. She was carrying a large leather purse and had on a short, loose long-sleeved black dress with coral, gold, and blue flowers all over it. The dress had a low-cut neckline, and several buttons at the neck were open, displaying an expanse of smooth-looking flesh. Dark hose clung to extremely nice legs, and a mass of wavy reddish-brown hair hung to down one side of her face and cascaded over her shoulder.

"Mr. Samuelson?" she said. "I'm Sergeant Dillon."

"You are?" Bob said. He was startled to discover that this attractive woman was a police officer. He found her attractive and immediately began trying to figure out how to seduce her. But, he told himself, if she was a police officer, maybe seduction was out.

"Been one for seven years now," she said, smiling. "I understand you'd like a home security evaluation."

"Ah...yes, we would," Bob said. "I...we...someone got into my garage and vandalized my car a few days ago."

"I know," the policewoman said. "I read the report. Your tires were flattened and some things were spray-painted on your car."

"Yes, that's it," Bob said. Then he realized they were still standing in the doorway. "Please, come in, sergeant. I don't know what's the matter with me. I'm not being very polite."

"Thank you," the officer said. She moved by Bob, who held the door for her. She had seen the way the man was looking at her and was pretty sure what he was thinking. She was amused and a bit intrigued. Actually, the guy was kind of good-looking.

"Not bad!" Bob thought as her perfume wafted up and filled his nose.

An hour later, they were sitting at his dining room table. Bob was taking notes while Sergeant Dillon explained the things she felt he should do to make his home more secure.

"I'll send you a written report, which will cover all of my recommendations," Sergeant Dillon said. "But it usually takes my secretary a couple of days to get them typed. He's pretty backed up, most of the time. In the meantime, you can get started on a lot of this before you get the report. A lot of the changes won't cost anything, or not very much."

"Sergeant..." Bob paused. "What is your first name, anyhow?"

She smiled at him. "It's Amanda," she said.

"Amanda Dillon?" he said, smiling. "Did your parents have a sense of humor?"

The attractive police officer looked puzzled. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"I'm probably being silly," Bob said, "but have you ever seen the 'Gunsmoke' TV show?"

Sergeant Dillon nodded. "I've seen it in reruns," she said, frowning. "Why?"

"Well, James Arness played Matt Dillon," Bob said. He was starting to regret he'd brought the topic up.

She nodded. "And..." she said, sounding a bit peeved.

"And Amanda Blake played Miss Kitty," Bob said, wishing he'd kept his thoughts to himself.

What the man was getting at dawned on Amanda, who smiled. She was tickled to see that Samuelson looked a little embarrassed. She liked this man and found herself drawn to him. "Oh, now I see what you're getting at," she said, grinning. "As far as I know, I was named for a great-aunt of my mothers." She chuckled softly. "Although I have to say your idea makes me seem much more exotic, doesn't it?"

Bob smiled, too. "It certainly does," he agreed. "And as far as I'm concerned, that's only fitting."

"If my folks really had a sense of humor, they'd have named me Matilda," she said. "Then I could have been Mattie Dillon, right?"

Bob felt a little better. "I like your sense of humor, Sergeant Dillon," he said.

"Please," she said, "call me Amanda."

"Could you show me what you mean about securing the windows?" Bob asked. "I'll have to try and explain it to the contractor I hire."

"Most contractors know what to do," she said. "But I'll be happy to show you, just in case you want to do it yourself."

"You can show me in my office," Bob said. "The windows in there are the same as in the rest of the house. They got up from the dining room table and walked into his office, which was adjacent to the dining room.

Amanda walked to one of the windows. "Here's what you do," she said.

Bob, knowing he was taking a very large chance, walked up behind her, reached around her, cupped his hands around her breasts, and pulled her back against him. He kissed the skin he could reach at the neckline of her dress. Adding to his pleasure was the discovery that Sergeant Dillon wasn't wearing a bra.

Amanda was startled when the guy grabbed her. She wasn't worried that he'd hurt her. The self-defense training she'd gotten at the police academy left her able to easily subdue him, but she discovered that she didn't want to make him stop. She could feel hunger surging through her as he held and kissed her. Her legs began to tremble.

She'd broken up with her boyfriend a month earlier and hadn't been made love to in what seemed like ages. And, although Bob didn't know it, her breasts were super-sensitive. Unknowingly, Bob had discovered her one vulnerable spot.

"Mr. Samuelson," she said weakly, "Please! Don't do that!"

"Are you sure you mean that, Sergeant?" Bob asked.

Amanda was having difficulty trying to figure out what she wanted. The guy continued to kiss, nibble, and lick her ear while, at the same time, he was caressing her breasts gently. It was driving her wild.

"We...Ohhhhh!!!!...we...Ahhhhh!!!...shouldn't!" she groaned.  She had a lot of trouble getting the words out as his hands kept massaging her breasts. Her nipples stiffened. "He's not bad looking," she thought, "and he sure does know how to use his hands, what the hell? If he's as good at using other things..." A shudder went through her.

"I've always had a fantasy of seducing someone in my office," Bob whispered in Amanda's ear. "Would you like to help me live it out?"

The touch of his hands on her breasts kept spreading delicious sensations through Amanda, feelings which weren't about to be denied. She leaned against him and felt his erection nudging her bottom. "Why...why not?" she murmured.

Bob, thrilled, moved them to his desk, lifted her and placed her on the desk top.

"What...what are you doing?" Amanda asked. She was excited. She'd never had anything like this happen to her before, and the fact that it was, and she was letting it happen, was quite thrilling.

"I'm seducing a beautiful woman in my office, just like my fantasy," Bob said. He sat in his leather swivel chair facing her.

Amanda was quaking with expectation. She knew she ought to stop him, but she couldn't. "This...this is crazy!" she gasped.

"It is, isn't it?" Bob agreed, and smiled. "You'll love what I'm about to do."

His hands again cupped her breasts, and his thumbs rubbed her erect nipples. Primal sensations tore through Amanda, flooding downward, into her groin. "Ahhhhh!!!!!" she groaned. 

"Feel good?" Bob asked.

"Yessss!!!" Amanda replied. She really was letting this guy make love to her in his office! She'd just met him, for God's sake! What the hell had come over her?

Bob took his hands from Amanda's breasts and lifted her dress over her head. Amanda, in spite of the fact that she still had misgivings about what she was allowing to happen, raised her arms to make removal of the dress easier for him.

"I love the way your breasts moved when you lifted your arms," Bob said. As if to prove how much he liked it, his lips began working on her nipples.

"Oh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Amanda groaned. Fires of passion were blazing inside her. She pulled him against her. "Lick them!! Suck them!!! Touch meeeee!!!!" She didn't care. She wanted him to fuck her brains out! She needed that!

Her breasts weren't being sucked any more. Bob's lips were gone, leaving her wet nipples cooling in the air.

"Stand up," Bob said. Amanda did. He slid her pantyhose and tiny bikinis down over her lean hips and stripped them from her lovely legs. Being nude in the man's office made Amanda feel very wanton.

He urged her back onto the desk, then started caressing her legs. His touch turned her on. It surprised her, too, how soft his touch was. He was a big man, yet his caresses were incredibly gentle. His hands roved up and down her thighs, leaving them tingling. She leaned back on outstretched arms.

"Please!" she murmured, "Touch me!!! Touch meeeee!!!"

Bob began stroking her vagina, his touch feather-light. She groaned and shuddered. Then he insinuated his finger between her drenched, silken labia. Amanda's hips began to slide back and forth on the smooth desk top, her movements growing more and more insistent as her ardor rose.

"I need to come!!!" she begged. "Please, make me come! Please!"

Feeling the man's warm breath on her pussy made Amanda gasp, then his lips and tongue touched her center. Bright lights of bliss began to flash in Amanda's mind as he burrowed his mouth against her vagina, his tongue probing into her.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!! Yesssssss!!!!" she cried, "That's it!!!! That's itttttt!!!!! Eat meeeee!!!! Eat meeeee!!!!!" She thrust herself against his face as his tongue lashed her swampy opening. Exquisite sensations ricocheted around inside her body. "Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhhh!!!! Godddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!! Yessss!!! Yessss!!!! I'm commmmingggg!!!! I'm commmminnnnnnggggggg!!!!! Oh, yessssssssssssssss!!!!" she screamed as he induced a spectacular orgasm in her.

Even though her orgasm had begun to wane, Bob's lips and tongue continued to tantalize the gorgeous policewoman, sending waves of delight coursing through her.

"Come here," she heard him say. His hands tugged her bottom nearer the edge of the desk. Shaky, still feeling occasional eruptions of joy, Amanda let him draw her toward him.

Bob had pushed his pants down and down and his erection jutted in front of him. When Amanda was at the edge of the desk, he sat down, reached for her, and lifted her onto his lap. Carefully, he lowered her onto his rigid pole.

Amanda felt the guy's cock sinking into her and was overwhelmed by wonderful it felt. She hadn't completely stopped coming and now, as she sat on him, filled with his cock, emotions inside her began to reverse. She felt herself rapidly getting turned on again! The man began rocking his hips, whipping his cock around inside her. Amanda once again began to ascend a mountain of pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!!" she burbled, "Ohhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!!! So...So Goooooodddddd!!!! So Goooooddddd!!!!!"

A buzzer sounded. Bob stiffened and stopped moving, so did Amanda. He reached out and picked up the phone.

"Ah...yes?" he said, then listened. He held his hand over the mouthpiece and looked at Amanda. "This is an important call. I...I'll only be a second. I'm really sorry." He took his hand off the mouthpiece. "Hello...Mr. Smith..."

Amanda felt devilish. While Bob talked on the phone, she began to gyrate her hips, feeling his swollen shaft stirring her vagina.

"Ahhhh, sure!" Bob said, "We will have to...do thaaat!" Because of what Amanda was doing, he was having a hard time keeping his concentration focused his conversation. He began to move his hips, driving his rod up into the policewoman.

"Wee'll...ahhh...contact themmmm, ah, immmmediately!!" Bob gasped, his voice growing more and more strained. "And...we'll...ahhhh...let you...ummmmm...know what...what theyyyy have to sayyyyyy!!!!"

Amanda, very near to coming, found herself enjoying this tremendously. A third party had unknowingly joined their love-making and that added immeasurably to the thrills she was experiencing.

"OK...Ayeee'll...ahhhh...call you...ahhh...next weeeeek!" Amanda heard Bob say, then he put down the phone, grabbed her waist and began thrusting into her ardently.

"Wuhhhhhhh!!!!! Wuhhhhh!!! Oh, God!!! You beautiful, beautiful woman!!! Ohhhhh!!!! Take ittttttt!!!! Take ittttttttt!!!!" he cried, and exploded.

"Yesssssssss!!!!!! Yessssssss!!!! Me, toooooo!!! Me, tooooo!!!!" Amanda moaned as powerful feelings overwhelmed her. "Yeahhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!!!! Feels so gooooddddd!!! So gooooooddddddddd!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

After finishing they snuggled in his big, comfortable leather chair. Amanda felt their mixed juices dripping from her. "We're messing up your chair," she said.

"I don't care, it's washable," Bob replied. "You know, you're really quite a woman, Sergeant Amanda Dillon."

"Yeah," Amanda kissed him, "And you're quite a man."

Although neither of them wanted it to, they both knew their pleasant interlude had end. Amanda had other appointments to keep and so did Bob. She cleaned up in the bathroom, then Bob, wearing a robe, walked her to the door. Before she left, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. "Are you going to come back some time and check on the improvements I make?" he asked.

"Yeah," Amanda said, "I think I better." She chuckled. "Although there are a few things I'm not sure you could improve on!"



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 11



The next day Tim discovered that Carol Ann wasn't the only hot woman in the apartment complex where he lived. In mid-afternoon he came out of his apartment and headed downstairs, on his way to work, when he saw an attractive woman in a nurse's uniform emerging from an apartment on the ground floor, near the stairs.

The nurse was short and attractive and had close-cropped light brown hair. She saw Tim coming down the steps and smiled at him.

He looked at her more closely. The nameplate on her uniform said, "Lucy Dreher, RN."

"You're new around here, aren't you?" she asked. "I'm Lucy Dreher."

"Ah, I...I'm Tim Jackman," he replied. "I just moved in."

She flashed a dazzling smile at him. "I thought so," she said. "I'm sure I'd have remembered seeing you around."

"So, ah, you work at Jamestown General?" Tim asked.

The nurse nodded. "In the E.R." she said. "Second shift. I'm on my way to work. I'm working a double shift tonight. Won't get off until seven tomorrow morning."

"Me, too," Tim said. "I'm on night shift, too."

"What do you do?" Lucy asked.

"I'm a cop," he replied.

"Well, Officer Tim, meeting you has been a very nice experience," the nurse said, smiling at him.

They walked down to the parking lot together.

"Ah...if you don't think I'm being too forward," Tim said, "I'd love to buy you a cup of coffee sometime."

"Why don't you stop by the hospital later?" Lucy replied, giving him another inviting smile. "It gets boring in the E.R. nights when things are slow."

"What time is your break?" Tim said. He was doing a lot better than he thought he was going to.

"I usually take a break around four a.m. when I'm working a double," she replied.

"See you then," Tim said. He sure would.

Once more he was assigned to a one-man car, patrolling the Heights. Nothing at all was happening and the night was really boring. The only good thing about his patrol assignment was that the hospital was located near the Heights, so taking a coffee break there wouldn't be a problem.

Shortly before four a.m., Tim pulled into the hospital parking lot. He advised dispatch where he was, shut off his cruiser, got out and locked it, then he went into the emergency room.

A man, who Tim assumed was a doctor, and two women - one of them Lucy, the other older and severe-looking - sat behind a counter inside the E.R. door.

"Can I help you?" the older woman said.

"That's Officer Tim, he's a friend of mine," Lucy said. "He's come to keep me company on my break." She got up and walked around to the front of the counter. Linking her hand in Tim's arm, she said, "Come on, Officer Tim, let's go get some coffee."

She led Tim to the coffee shop. They got two cups and sat down at a table in the corner of the big dining room, which was almost empty at this hour.

"So," Lucy said, "you showed up."

"You didn't think I would?" Tim asked.

Lucy shrugged. "You never know," she said.

"I always do what I say I'll do," Tim told her. "Especially when it involves keeping my word to an attractive woman."

"You think I'm attractive, do you, Officer Tim?" Lucy asked. She moved her chair so she was sitting close to him, her leg pressing against his.

Tim began to move his leg, then didn't. He smelled the faint medicinal smell emanating from her. He pressed back against her leg with his, and she leaned closer.

"I...I think you're very attractive," Tim said.

Lucy smiled and licked her lips. "We're proud of our hospital and clinic," she said. "Would you like a tour?"

"Sure," Tim said.

"What are we waiting for?" Lucy said and stood up.

"We need to stop by the E.D.," she said, "I need to let them know where I am, just in case."

They walked back to the emergency room. The doctor wasn't there, but the other nurse was.

"I'm going to give Officer Tim the grand tour," Lucy told her colleague. "If it gets busy, page me."

"No problem, Lucy," the woman said, although she didn't look pleased. "It looks like it's going to be a slow night, anyhow."

Lucy smiled at Tim. "Follow me, Officer Tim," she said, and headed out of the E.R. and started down a corridor.

Tim followed her. He wasn't sure if she was coming on to him or not. Maybe his over-active libido was making him see things that weren't there. He watched her bottom move in her loose uniform slacks and felt his groin tightening. She was short, but had a very ripe body. He smiled.

What Tim didn't know was that Lucy had been horny all day, thinking about working with Dr. Glocksman. She'd been working on seducing him for some time and hoped that, tonight, if they weren't busy, she and he could get it on in the doctor's on-call room like she'd done with several of the other young doctors who worked in the E.R. to earn extra money.

Unfortunately, when she came to work she discovered that Arlis Trent was working with her. Arlis was as prissy and proper a woman as had ever put on a nurse's uniform. A common saying among the other nurses was that Arlis's backbone had more starch in it than her white cap did. So much for fun with Dr. Glocksman tonight.

Then she met the young cop who lived in her apartment building and he'd offered to buy her a coffee. He wasn't bad-looking, and he hadn't resisted when she brushed her leg against his. There was something sexy about him, too; she couldn't place what it was, but she felt it.

Lucy unlocked the door to the clinic's office suite and held it open for Tim, smiling at him warmly. "This is the clinic, where the doctor's offices are," she explained, following Tim through the door.

Lucy walked over to Tim, stood very close to him, and "accidentally" dropped her key ring. She bent over to pick it up, brushing him with her bottom as she did. A thrill shot through her as his semi-hard cock caressed her ass. He was turned on! She smiled with satisfaction. Maybe tonight wouldn't be a waste after all!

Tim knew the compact nurse was coming on to him when she brushed against him with her bottom. His chest tightened and he swallowed hard. He had no idea there were so many horny women in the world!

"Let me show you our computer room!" Lucy said. She opened the door to a room marked "computer center," walked into the dark room, and switched on the light. In the center of the room was a humming gray box with what looked like hundreds of wires coming out of the back of it. "This is our main computer room," she said. "Everything we do is computerized, all our records, everything."

"That's interesting," Tim said. "Most of our communications are computerized, too. We...we have terminals in all the cars and..."

Lucy walked to Tim and leaned against him, pressing her breasts against his arm. She was so short the top of her head came barely to his chin. She felt him trembling and was delighted. She went up on tiptoe, stuck out her tongue and licked his ear. Another tremor went through him. "Want to look at some other rooms, Officer Tim?" she whispered.

Tim was startled. He wasn't used to women this aggressive.  "Ah...OK," he said.

Lucy surprised him by putting her hand softly behind his head and pulling his face down to hers. With a sigh, he mashed his lips against hers. He couldn't believe this was happening! He grabbed her plump bottom and pulled her against him.

Lucy finally ended the torrid kiss, stepped back and looked up at the panting man. "You'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you, Officer Tim?" she asked.

Tim, taken off-guard by her openness, nodded.

"Let's see how good you are!" Lucy said. She reached for his uniform pants, opened them, and brought his hard cock out into the air. She smiled and licked her lips as she looked at his erect organ. "Oh, my! Officer Tim, I think you're gonna be very good!" She dropped to her knees and took his swollen organ between her lips.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Tim groaned as exquisite sensations raced through him. No woman had ever come on to him like this! She was totally in control. Whatever she wanted, he knew he'd do. He was helpless to do anything else. His hands grasped her head. Her hair was short and felt funny, almost like a man's. He began fucking his cock into her mouth. She sure knew how to suck a cock! Nobody had ever given him a blow-job like the one she was giving him!

Lucy gave the young policeman her best effort. His cock was bigger than she hoped for. She liked them big - not that it mattered if the guy knew what he was doing - but the big ones sure did feel good. This guy had one of the biggest shlongs she'd seen in quite a while.

Tim wasn't sure what she was up to. Was she going to make him come in her mouth? He hoped not. What she was doing felt wonderful, but he wanted to fuck her. Boy, did he! The problem was, he had to get back on duty soon, and he was sure there wouldn't be enough time for both a blow-job and fucking. Damn, she was good, she had him so weak with need he could hardly stand! Then, suddenly, his cock was abandoned, sticking out in front of him, cooling in the air.

Lucy stood up, grabbed Tim by the cock, and dragged him toward the door. "Come on, Officer Tim, there's a better place than this for what we want to do," she murmured.

Tim had no choice but to go along while she dragged him across the hall by his cock. She pulled him into an examining room that had a leather-covered table in it, the kind with stirrups on one end so the doctor can do exams on women. Once they arrived in the room, she released his cock and shed her uniform. He couldn't keep from gaping at her. She wore nothing under her uniform!

Lucy was hot now, and wanted the guy bad. Actually, she wanted his cock and hoped he knew how to use it. Once she was undressed, she hopped on the examining table, laid back, and put her feet in the stirrups. Boy, wouldn't the doctors bust a gut if they saw how she was using their examining room! "Eat me, Officer Tim!" she said.

Tim did as he was bidden, his lips and tongue gobbling her, his fingers probing, entering, and thrusting. He felt her body shake, heard her cries of delight, and felt the walls of her vagina clasping around his invading fingers.

"Goddamn!!! Oh, yeah!!! Jesus, Officer Tim, you do that good!!! Oh, hell!!! Yeahh!!! That's it!! Shit!!! Shit!!! Eat mee!!! Eat my pussy!!! Yeahhhhh!!!" Lucy cried. The kid was good! He really knew how to eat pussy! Her body twisted and strained, then...

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! Eat meeeeeeeeee!!!!! Awwwwwwwwwww!!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!!!! Make me come!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Lucy cried in ecstasy, her body straining, mashing her cunt against Tim's lips and fingers.

Tim continued until the nurse lay on the examining table, breathing hard. He raised his face from between her legs and looked at her.

"Put it in me, Officer Tim!! Give me your cock!!" Lucy begged. "That was fantastic, but I need your cock! Now! Give it to me now!!!"

Tim moved closer, grabbed his rigid pole, and thrust it into her beckoning slit. He groaned as it sank into her warm, wet insides.

"Oh, yeah!!!" Lucy groaned. Her hands pulled at his arms. "Fuck me, Officer Tim! Fuck me hard!"

Tim did just that, driving into her, making her body jolt and quiver from the force of his thrusts. This was incredible! It was anonymous, unfettered fucking! Pure animal lust, nothing more! He felt his orgasm nearing, he'd explode soon. Then he did! "Take it!!! Take it!!! Take ittttttttttt!!!!!" he moaned, spewing gob after gob of gooey come deep inside Lucy's welcoming body.

"Goddamn!!! Oh, Goddamn!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Lucy yelled. Her back arched, her legs strained in the stirrups, and she pressed against him as his hot seed washed her over the edge, into the whirling, spinning abyss of ecstasy. "Gaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Awwwwwwww!!!!! Awwwwwwwww!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Fuck meeeeeeeee!!! Yeahhhhhh!!!!! Yeahhhh!!!! Fill me up!!!!!!" she screamed, as another orgasm, better than the first, tore through her.

When he was finished, Tim staggered backward and sank limply onto a stool next to the wall. He didn't think he'd be able to get it up for a week after today! Jesus!

Lucy, too, was sated. This guy was one helluva fuck! She lay there, legs splayed obscenely in the stirrups, until her strength returned. She could feel their juices running down the crack of her lush ass, tickling her. Finally, she lifted her feet out of the stirrups, sat up, then she got off the table. Tim sat on a stool, looking beat. Lucy walked over, bent down, and kissed him.

"Officer Tim, you're something else! You know that?" shesaid.

"You aren't so bad yourself," he replied. He ran his hand over her ass. "Not bad at all."

"I have to get back to work," Lucy said. She walked to a sink on the opposite wall of the office, cleaned herself up, then slipped her uniform back on. A lot of cops came to the E. R. She'd have to try more of them, she thought. If all cops were as good as Officer Tim, she'd love it. Most doctors weren't really all that good in bed, anyhow.

Tim cleaned himself up, made sure his uniform was correct, then he followed Lucy back to the E.R. She walked him to the door.

"Call me sometime, Officer Tim?" she asked.

"You bet I will," Tim replied, smiling. 

He headed back to his car, and returned to his patrol area. "That was unreal!" he thought. "Something like that sure does break up the monotony of a boring night on patrol. Nurses sure do know how to fuck!" Then he realized what he was thinking and felt guilty. Heidi was a nurse. What she and he had done was making love, not fucking. He turned onto the street where Heidi lived and cruised slowly by her house. "I wonder how she is?" he thought. "I wonder if she's still getting those obscene phone calls?"




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 12



Heidi Tate was frightened to go to bed. Every time she did, the man who was terrorizing her called with his obscene comments. But, exhausted, she finally slid between the sheets and turned off her lights. Unable to sleep, she laid there, waiting for the phone to ring. After a while, when it didn't ring, she finally drifted off to sleep.

The trilling bell of her phone's electronic bell awakened her a little later. Trembling, she reached for the phone and picked it up. "He...hello?" she said.

"Slut!!! Evil woman!!!" the caller screamed. "You have to pay!!! Vengeance is mine!!! You will..."

Heidi slammed the phone down. Then, as soon as she could get her trembling under control, she followed the phone company's instructions. When that was done, she called the police.

Three beeps came over the radio in Tim Jackman's cruiser. He listened carefully. The beeps meant a "hot shot" call was coming. "Adam forty, X-ray twenty-five, and Sam-five," the dispatcher said. "Respond to the pay phone at the Minute Man Quick Store, possible code 51. Responding units, the call is Code 2."

Tim pressed down on the cruiser's accelerator, his heart pounding. All three patrol units in the sector were being sent to the store. A "Code 51" was a person making obscene phone calls. Tim had little hope they'd catch the man, but just the same, he drove as fast as he could and arrived at the store before the other responding units. He saw the pay phone when he wheeled his cruiser into the parking lot. There was no one there.

Sergeant Dawson and the two officers in the other patrol car arrived shortly after Tim did. While the officers Mackey and Jones went into the store to interview the clerk, Tim helped Sergeant Dawson dust the phone for fingerprints.

"This is probably a major waste of time," the sergeant said, "but we better do it. Probably only thirty or forty people a day use the damn phone."

Jones and Mackey came out of the store. "Clerk says he didn't see a thing," Jones said. "You ask me, I think he was asleep."

"We have officers at the location the call was made from, ma'am," the police dispatcher told Heidi.

"Did they catch him?" she asked, her heart pounding.

"No, ma'am," the dispatcher said. "They're going to try to get fingerprints from the phone, though. Maybe that will help."

"I hope so," Heidi said. "I want the animal who's doing this to me caught!"

"I know you do, ma'am," the dispatcher said. "So do we. Look, we'll have a detective stop by tomorrow and let you know what we found out."

"All right," Heidi said. "Thank you." She put down the phone, laid back down, and again tried to get to sleep. She was frightened, but even more, she was angry. Who hated her enough to do this to her? And why?

She'd just gotten to sleep when a loud roar, followed by the sound of breaking glass awakened her. Stunned, she sat up in bed. A second roar sounded and her bedroom window exploded inward. Fortunately, her bed was placed in a position which allowed the shattered glass to fall harmlessly onto the floor next to it. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she reached for the phone and pressed 9-1-1.

Again, three beeps sounded over the police radio. "Any available unit in the East Sector," the dispatcher said, "report of shots fired at a home, 1852 Johnson Street, units responding, your call is Code 3."

Sergeant Dawson was in the middle of dusting the pay phone for fingerprints. "You guys get over there!" he yelled to the three officers with him. "I'll back you up soon as I can."

Tim recognized Heidi's address the minute the dispatcher gave it, and was already opening the door of his cruiser when the sergeant ordered them to leave. Before officers Jones and Mackey could get in their cruiser, he was already headed out of the parking lot, his tires and siren screaming, the blue lights on the roof flashing. "X-ray twenty-five to dispatch," he yelled into the microphone, "I'm handling that shooting call."

"Adam forty responding with X-ray 25," Mackey yelled into his microphone over the sound of the cruiser's siren.

"X-ray twenty-five," the dispatcher said, "Do you want me to respond an ambulance?"

"I hope not!" Tim thought as he squealed around a corner and onto Johnson Street. "God! I hope not!" "Hold Rescue," he told the dispatcher. "I'm off on the scene."

"Adam forty to dispatch, we're off at that location, too," the radio said.

Tim came out of his cruiser, holding his pistol in his hand. Even though he wanted to run to the house to see if Heidi was all right, he stayed behind the car until Jones and Mackey were out of their cruiser.

"Jackman, go around the house on the right," Jones, the senior officer in the other car yelled. "Mackey, you go around the left side." He pressed the "talk" button on the microphone attached to his lapel. "Adam forty to dispatch, can you get me a K-9 unit over here?"

"Copy, Adam forty," the dispatcher said. "Right away. David twelve, respond to East Sector, 1852 Johnson," the dispatcher said, "Back up Adam forty and X-ray twenty-five on a shots fired call. David-twelve, your call is code three."

"David twelve is rolling," came the reply. "ETA five to ten."

Heidi lay in her bed, listening to the sounds of sirens approaching her house. Finally, when she heard the police cars stop in front of her house, she got out of her bed on the side away from the broken glass, made her way to her closet, and slipped on a fluffy bathrobe. She heard the policemen talking to each other, and the crackle of their radios. For the time being, anyhow, she was safe. She wasn't sure what to do, so she went downstairs. The policemen would likely want to talk with her.

Gun in one hand and flashlight in the other, Tim made his way around Heidi's house. He was more familiar with it than was officer Mackey who, shotgun in hand, was making his way around the other side.

They met at the rear of the house. "You see anything, Tim?" Mackey asked.

"Nothing," Tim replied.

"Asshole is probably long gone," Mackey said. He played his flashlight over the house. "Son-of-a-bitch!" he exclaimed. "Look at that."

"Home of the whore!" was spray-painted on the back wall of the house in bright red letters. Right next to it were the words "Die Bitch!"

"This fucker's serious!" Mackey exclaimed.

Tim played his light upward, and could see the broken windows and pockmarks in the siding where pellets from a shotgun had hit the building. "Looks like he was using a shotgun," he said. "I'd guess buckshot." He pressed the "talk" button on his radio. "X-ray twenty-five to Adam-forty, all clear back here," he said.

"Copy that, X-ray twenty-five," came the reply. "I'm going to talk with the complainant."

"Sam five to dispatch, I'm off at 1852 Johnson," Sergeant Dawson's voice said. "Get some detectives out here, now."

"Copy, Sam five," dispatch responded. "Right away."

Tim went back to his cruiser while Sergeant Dawson and Patrolman Jones went inside to interview Heidi. He found that he didn't want Heidi to know he was there, and wasn't sure why.

A few minutes later, the K-9 officer, Pete Loomis, showed up, with his dog, Buddy. Tim joined Loomis and Mackey and did a complete sweep of the yard. As he expected, they didn't find anything. The shooter was long gone.

The officers gathered at Sergeant Dawson's car a little later. "OK," he said. "I guess we got to figure this asshole's serious about hurting this lady. She doesn't know why, and hasn't any idea who, but we'll let the dicks try and figure that out."

"We know the shooter had his car parked in the alley," Loomis said. "Buddy tracked him that far."

"Yeah, we're going to have to patrol the damn alley more," Dawson said. "Damn! The son-of-a bitch suckered us! Made a call from the damn store, then came over here when we were there."

"Coulda been worse, sarge," Mackey said. "Nobody got hurt."

"Yeah, I guess so," the sergeant said.

"Sarge," Jones said.

"What?" Dawson glowered at him.

"I was wondering, could you put Mackey and me back in Central Sector?" the officer said. "Working up here's too damn dangerous. At least the assholes downtown don't shoot at us. I don't mind gettin' punched and kicked, but this shooting shit could get a guy killed."

"Get bent, Jones," the sergeant said.

Two detectives arrived, one male, one female. Sergeant Dawson briefed them about what had happened.

"We'll take it from here," the female detective said. "You guys can take off if you want."

"OK, guys," Sergeant Dawson said, "let's get going. I'm headed back to the station. You guys hang around the neighborhood. Don't leave until the next shift's in place."

Tim told Mackey and Jones he'd stay on patrol until the day shift unit was in the sector. That meant they could go in at the normal time, so neither man objected. He spent most of the night cruising around the block where Heidi lived, and only left when the day shift car arrived.

Dead tired, he walked up the walk to his apartment and met Carol Ann coming out her unit. "Want some company?" she asked.

"I'm sorry, Carol Ann," Tim said, surprising himself. "I had a bad night. All I want is to get to bed."

The pretty apartment manger frowned. "You sure?" she asked.

Tim shook his head. "Sorry," he said. "I am sure."

Ten minutes later he was in bed, but he couldn't sleep. Who wanted to hurt Heidi? And why?




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 13



Late in the afternoon, Tim woke up and found that he was still thinking about Heidi. Maybe he should call her. He might be able to do something to help protect her. No, he told himself, the detectives and patrol units would take care of that, especially now that shots had been fired at her house.

"What about when she's at work?" he wondered. "And going to and from work?"

He got up, dressed, got in his pickup truck and drove to the high school, knowing he was being silly. School was just letting out, so Tim sat in his truck, across the street, watching people leave. Finally, he saw Heidi emerge from the building, walk to a car and get in.

"She's just as pretty as ever," he mused. "I guess I miss her more than I wanted to admit."

When Heidi pulled out of the parking lot, he waited, then fell in behind her, scanning for other cars that might be following. He followed her home, then drove around the neighborhood until he located the day shift patrol unit. "I'm going to be keeping an eye on 1852 Johnson," he said. "I wanted you guys to know in case you get a suspicious vehicle complaint on my truck."

"This official?" the officer driving asked.

Tim shook his head. "Lady who lives there's a friend of mine," he said. "I know her from when I was in school."

"You want we should notify the shift commander?" the officer asked.

Again, Tim shook his head. "Like I said, this is unofficial," he told them. "I'm not sure the detectives would like it if they found out I'm free-lancing on this."

"OK," the officer said. "Where are you going to be?"

Tim told them, then drove off.

A while later, he sat in his truck in a spot that allowed him full view of Heidi's house without being too obvious. As he sat there, he thought about her, ant their time together.

One day in particular stuck in his mind. He'd gone to her house and surprised her. He knew Heidi didn't lock her doors - back then she didn't have to - so he slipped into the house and headed for her bedroom...

**********

He stopped at the bedroom door and watched Heidi. Wearing a skimpy, silky teddy, she sat at her dressing table, combing her hair. Then, as he continued to watch, Heidi, still unaware of his presence, got up, walked to her bed, and pulled back the covers.

He knocked on the bedroom door and smiled when he saw her jump. She turned and looked in his direction. Her face was flushed and her chest was heaving delightfully. "Tim!" she said, "You frightened me!"

"Sorry," he said. "I...I hope you don't that I came over."

"Of course I don't," Heidi said. She walked across the room and put her arms around him. 

A shudder of excitement rippled through him when Heidi's slim body pressed against his. He looked down into his lover's upturned face, only inches from his. He covered her lips with his, slid his arms around her, and pulled her against him. He felt Heidi's arms wrap around him as they kissed. Her lips parted and her tongue slid into his mouth, seeking, probing, and dueling with his. Need grew deep inside him.

He leaned back and looked at Heidi. "God, Heidi, you're so pretty!" he said worshipfully. He cupped her breasts through the sheer silk teddy and felt his lover trembling.

"Please!" she begged, trembling, "Oh, God, Tim, Please!"

His fingers brushed her erecting nipples. Rapturous sensations rocked him man and his legs went weak.

"Ohhhh!!!" Heidi moaned as he continued to caress her lovely breasts. She slipped out of his arms, backed to her bed and laid down.

He shed his clothes and joined her. He kissed her again and, exultantly, she kissed him back. His hand slid under the teddy, onto her bare breasts. His hands and lips caressed her breasts while she groaned and writhed on the bed. Then his hand slid across her belly, between her quivering legs, and he began exploring her moistening vagina.

"Ahhh!!!" Heidi groaned and her hips rocked upward. Her body presented itself for his touch. His finger slid between her puffy, soft vaginal lips, and she clutched at him. "Don't make me wait! Oh, Tim, please! I need you! I want you in me!" she cried.

He rolled between her legs, raised his hips, and grasped his erection. Guiding it toward her opening, he thrust forward and felt it sink into her warm, snug channel.

"Yesssss!!!!" Heidi hissed passionately when Tim's thick wand slid into her. "That's it! That's what I need! Give it to me. Give me all of it!"

He shoved his swollen rod into her as far as he could get it, then he began thrusting, each movement of his hips driving him higher up a mountain of ecstasy. It was sooo good!

"Make love to me! Oh, Tim! Make love to me!" Heidi groaned, pulling at his back, clutching his thrusting buttocks. "I need you so badly!! Oh, darling, I need you so badly!!!" Then, suddenly, gloriously, an orgasm burst through her. "Tim!!!!!! Oh, Tim!!!!! Yessssss!!!!! Oh...yesssss!!!!!! I'm....I'm there!!! Take...Me!!!!!!!!!! Take meeeeee!!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!" 

"Me, toooo!!! Me, toooo!!!!" he groaned. He was experiencing the ultimate in ecstasy. His hips banged against Heidi, then his penis exploded batch after batch of hot, creamy sauce into her. Their bodies worked fervently against each other as they shared the wonder oforgasm.

Afterward, they lay in each other's arms, enjoying the afterglow of the pleasure they had just shared.

"I...I can't give you up!" Heidi said, clutching him to her. "I don't care what happens! You're the best thing in my life." She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head, dropped it on the floor, then she looked at him and smiled. "You really are a fabulous lover," she said.

Her compliments about his love-making ability always embarrassed him. "Ah...you...you're pretty fabulous, too," he replied. He gazed at her and couldn't stand not touching her. He began caressing one of her breasts.

Heidi shuddered and her nipples began to harden. "That's...Ahhhh!!!...Oh, God, Tim!" she exclaimed, "I can't believe it! You're insatiable!" She slid her hand across his chest, found his nipples and teased them to straining points of hardened flesh.

He gasped when he took one of his rigid nipples in her mouth. "Ahhhhhh!!!!" he moaned, writhing.

"I take it you like that?" Heidi asked.

"Ohhhh, yesssss!!!" he replied. "My God! Yesssss! I...I sure do!!"

He laid there, quivering, finding the movement of Heidi's lips over the veined surface his swollen shaft incredibly delightful! He looked at her, kneeling beside him, her breasts dangling, her erect nipples pointed at the bed. Gently, he stroked her back, her lovely firm ass, then her legs. His hand continued to move, gliding lightly over her velvety skin while her lips continued to slide lovingly up and down over his throbbing shaft. "Oh, God, Heidi, I'm so close!" he gasped, his hips rocking. "I...I'm not sure I...I can take that much...longer!"

Heidi's lips blazed a trail of fire over his body and he felt his cock begin to rise again. She grasped the swelling organ and her kisses moved across his belly, through his damp, matted pubic hair, to the base of the distended pole. Then she took the shaft in her mouth, clamped her lips around it, and began moving her head slowly up and down. He issued a fervent groan when she let the swollen wand slide in and out of her mouth.

Finally, Heidi took her mouth off him, swung her leg over his body, then she lowered herself on his stiff scepter. Once more her fluttering hot cavern engulfed it and caressed it. She looked down at him and he could see the delight in her eyes. "You really do like this, don't you, Tim darling?" she asked.

"Oh, yesssss!!!!" he replied. He arched his hips, driving himself farther into her.

Heidi pressed down against him. Her body jolted as he drove his swollen organ up into her. "God!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe it! It feels like you're in me all the way to my throat!" She pushed herself erect, putting her body at right angles to his, and began to rock her hips even more fervidly.

"Ohhhh!!! Tim!!!" she moaned, her hips moving faster and faster, her lovely breasts bobbing, her motions were becoming more and more frenzied. "This is lovely!! This...Ahhhhh!!! This is incredible!"

He could scarcely stand it. The view of the Heidi riding his impaling member, her face flushed with passion, her gorgeous breasts quivering; combined with the intense, delectable friction of their joined sex organs, drove him rapidly toward his peak. His hot sauces bubbled inside him, then they coursed through his penis and blasted into her, flooding her, filling her to overflowing. "I'm commmminnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!" he cried. "Oh, God, Heidi, take it!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Heidi went wild. "Come, darling! Come for me!" she urged ardently, "Come in me! Fill me! It feels so good! Oh...Ohhhhhh!!! Tim!!!! Oh, Tim!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Yes-yes-yes-yes-yesssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

After their awesome orgasm, Heidi lowered herself onto his chest lay atop him, wrapped in his arms, as his penis softened and slid from her. She covered his lips with hers.

**********

"God, Heidi!" Tim thought despondently as he sat in his truck. "Why did you dump me? I loved you. I still love you! You said you couldn't give me up, but you did. Why? Why?"

He again considered calling her, offering to be her bodyguard, but decided against doing that. He wouldn't be able to stand it if she turned his offer. He feared what would happen if he saw her again and she didn't want to see him. It was tough enough knowing she was in trouble. But, even if she didn't want to be with him, he could keep an eye on her, take care of her and keep her safe.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 14



Heidi awakened in the morning and sat up in bed. She realized there had been no obscene phone calls, so she'd slept through the night, and was rested for the first time since the harassing calls had begun. She allowed herself to feel a little bit hopeful. Maybe he'd decided to stop. Maybe the quick appearance of the police had frightened him away. Maybe he wouldn't be back.

Hoping against hope that her terrifying ordeal had ended, Heidi got up, showered, dressed, had breakfast, then she headed for school.

She drove to school, unaware that Tim was shadowing her in his pickup truck, and walked into the school building. Milt Bingham didn't greet her, which surprised her. In fact, she didn't see him around anywhere. She stopped at the office to pick up her mail.

"Did you hear?" Lina Dewey, the secretary, asked.

"Hear what?" Heidi asked.

"Mr. Bingham's parents were killed last night," the secretary said.

"My God, how?" Heidi asked.

"It was a car crash. Apparently a drunk driver hit them head on," Lina said. "I don't know all the details. All I know is that Mr. Williams said Mr. Bingham wouldn't be here for at least a week, maybe two."

"My God!" Heidi said. Although she didn't really want a relationship with Milt, she did like him as a friend, and she felt terrible about what had happened to his parents. "And I thought I had problems," she mused. "Where do they live?" she asked the secretary. "Mr. Bingham's parents, I mean."

"I think they lived in Florida," the secretary said.

"Do you have an address? I think I'd like to send him some flowers or something," Heidi said.

"I don't," Lina told her, "but I'll check with Mr. Williams. I think it would be good if the school sent flowers, don't you? I mean, Mr. Bingham is really sweet."

Heidi nodded. "Yes," she said, "he certainly is." She walked down the hall to her office. She'd only been there a few minutes when the phone rang.

She picked it up. "Heidi Tate," she said.

"Hi, Heidi, this is Bob Samuelson," a male voice said.

Heidi felt a rush of warmth. Memories of the evening she'd spent at his home flashed through her mind. "Ah...hi, Bob, what can I do for you?" Heidi asked.

"Joanna's away, I thought you might like to have dinner with me tonight," he said.

"At...at your house?" Heidi asked. She'd made up her mind she wasn't going to see Bob, or sleep with him, again. She had convinced herself that, since he was married, sleeping with him again was definitely not a good idea.

"I thought maybe we could go to the Hilldale House," Bob said. "It's very nice."

"Oh," Heidi said. Maybe he was just asking her out for dinner. If they went to a restaurant, that should be safe enough. And it would be nice to get out, to do something that would help take her mind off the horror she'd been going through the past few weeks. "I...I'd love to, Bob," she said.

"Wonderful. I'll pick you up about six-thirty," he said.

Anticipation of a relaxing evening with Bob made the day go quickly for Heidi. She drove home after school, did a little paperwork, then got ready to go out to dinner. She got out a lavender silk suit and lace t-shirt. To go with it, she donned a scanty purple bra and lacy purple scanty briefs.

Bob was punctual. At six-thirty, her doorbell rang. Heidi opened the door and liked the way his eyes widened when he saw her.

"Wow," he said, "You look terrific."

"Ah...thanks," Heidi said.

They walked out to his car, he held the door for her, and she got in. "Did you get a new car?" she asked.

"This is a rental," Bob replied. "A few days ago, somebody broke into my garage and vandalized mine. It's in the shop being repainted."

"My God!" Heidi said. "That's crazy."

"I understand you've had some problems, too," he said. "Obscene phone calls, people shooting at your house. God! It makes what happened to me seem like nothing."

"Yes," she admitted. "I can't understand who's doing this to me, or why. It's really terrifying. I mean, you don't expect things like that to happen here in Jamestown."

"Well, you're safe with me," Bob said.

They arrived at the restaurant, turned the car over to the valet parking attendant, then went inside. Neither of them was aware of the pickup truck following them.

Tim parked his truck in the far corner of the lot. "I guess Heidi's dating," he thought, a little dispirited. "I wonder who this guy is?" Pangs of jealousy flashed through his mind. It was his night off and he was determined to keep watching over Heidi, even if that meant having to endure the pain of seeing her going out with someone else.

The Hilldale House was a small, trendy place, known for it's intimate atmosphere and excellent food. There were booths along one of the interior walls, tables in the middle, and a bar along the other wall. The decor was hand-hewn and rustic. Heidi and Bob were seated in a corner booth. It was extremely dim in the booth.

"I feel a little strange about this," Heidi said as she slid into the booth.

"Why?" Bob asked.

"I guess it's just that I can't get over being uncomfortable about the fact that you're married," Heidi told him. "I mean, what we did was...it was wrong, Bob."

"Heidi, I told you, that's not a problem," he said. "What you and I do has nothing to do with my marriage. Besides, what harm is there in having a nice dinner?"

"That sounds good, and maybe he even believes it," Heidi thought, "But I don't. Even if what we did doesn't bother him, it does bother me." "I...I guess it's just something I'll have to get used to," she told him.

The waitress brought menus, took their order for cocktails, then left them to decide which of the eatery's delicacies they wanted.

Heidi held the menu in front of her, trying to decide what to order. While she studied the listing of foods, she felt something brush against the side of her breast and a thrill shot through her.

She looked down and saw her companion's hand lying on the side of her breast. "Bob!" she whispered. "Don't do that!"

"Nobody can see what I'm doing as long as you hold the menu up in front of you like that," Bob whispered in reply. He became bolder, his hand searching for, then finding, one of her erecting nipples. He began caressing it through the soft material of her blouse.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!" Heidi moaned. Despite her determination not to sleep with Bob again, she couldn't help being thrilled by the fact that he was teasing her now-turgid nipple, and that he was doing it here, in the restaurant. She continued to hold the menu up in front of her, but she couldn't focus on it any more. It was trembling because she was trembling. On top of that, she felt trapped. She didn't know how to get out of this fix without causing an embarrassing scene in the restaurant.

"What are you going to have?" Bob asked calmly, while his fingers continued to rub back and forth over her nipple.

Heidi couldn't believe how calm Bob sounded. His hand was driving her wild! "Ahh...I...Ahhhh!!! I...I think...I...I'll have the...the Uhhhhhh!!!!...Chicken...Cordon...Bleu," she stammered. "Ohhhh!!! Bob! Do you have any idea what that's doing to me? Please, don't do this to me!"

"Why should I stop? You like it, don' t you?" Bob replied, grinning. He had no intention of stopping. He loved the way she was trembling. He knew Heidi was getting turned on, and that's exactly what he wanted. He had every intention of getting her in his bed once more. When the waitress came to take their order, Heidi put her menu down and he dropped his hand to her lap.

Heidi, grateful that she was getting some relief from Bob's maddening caresses, leaned back in the booth, flushed and breathing hard. She hoped she'd be able to calm herself down enough to order, but she quickly discovered that he had another surprise in store for her.

The waitress set their drinks in front of them. "Are you folks ready to order, now?" she asked.

Heidi was stunned when Bob's hand slipped between her thighs, then began to move upward, pushing her skirt ahead of it. Before she could do or say anything, his fingers nudged the center panel of her panties aside, then slid into her and began plunging, while his thumb caressed her clit. What he was doing now was really driving her wild. If he kept it up, she wouldn't be able to help herself, she'd have an orgasm, right there in the restaurant, in front of the waitress.

"The lady would like the Chicken Cordon Bleu," Bob said calmly, "I think I'll have Filet Mignon, medium rare. We'll have baked potatoes and house dressing on our salads."

"Very good, sir," the waitress said. She turned and left, looking a bit puzzled.

Heidi clutched Bob's hand and tried to pull it from between her legs, but she didn't have enough strength to do so. All she could do was hang on to his arms while his fingers continued stirring her insides, driving her closer and closer to coming. "Oh, God...I...I can't stop myself!" she thought, "I'm going to come! It...it feels so good! Ohhhhhh!!! I'm going to comme!!!"

Bob felt Heidi's thighs clamping and releasing, then her hips began to undulate. Her grip on his arm tightened and her head rolled back.

Her chest heaving, biting her lip, Heidi came. It took every last bit of self-control she could gather to keep from screaming out in ecstasy, but she somehow managed not to. Only her rapid, deep gasps and trembling of her body indicated the level of delight she experienced as his hand did splendid things to her. Finally, the intense feelings waned.

Bob felt Heidi relax and took his fingers from her. He patted her thigh softly, pulled her skirt down, then leaned he over, kissed her on the cheek, and whispered, "Did you like your appetizer?"

"Bob, you're awful!" she gasped. "That...what you did, it was crazy!"

"Admit it, you loved it," he responded. "You did like it, didn't you?"

Reluctantly, Heidi nodded. "I felt as if I were going to melt and flow under the table," she said.

They sat there, talking about school and the bizarre things that had happened to both of them for a while. When their food arrived, their conversation continued while they ate their meal.

"Why did you do that to me?" Heidi asked Bob as they ate.

Bob shrugged. "I honestly don't know," he said. "I guess the only answer I can give you is that it seemed like a good idea at the time. It was wild, wasn't it?"

"It was intense," Heidi said. "I suppose the danger of discovery was what made it so incredibly intense."

They finished their meal, then got in Bob's car and headed out of the parking lot.

Tim, half asleep in his truck, almost missed them. When the car with Heidi in it went by, he started the engine, pulled out of the lot, and followed.

"Would you like to stop at my house for a drink?" Bob asked Heidi as they drove back toward Jamestown.

"Ah...yes, I guess so," Heidi replied. His impetuous sex play in the restaurant, as wonderful as it had been, had weakened her resolve and left her wanting more. If Bob didn't have a problem with cheating on his wife, she might as well take advantage of the opportunity being offered to her. "Heidi Tate, you're rationalizing and you know it," the voice of her conscience told her. She chose to ignore it.

Bop pulled into his driveway, shut off the car, and kissed her. They got out of the car and walked into the house.

Inside the house, Bob immediately took Heidi in his arms. "I want you, Heidi" he said. "I want you desperately."

Their lips met in a torrid, searching kiss and their bodies pressed together.

"Let's go upstairs," Bob whispered when the kiss ended.

When they got to the master bedroom he lovingly undressed her and she performed the same exciting service for him.

Once their clothes were off, they tumbled into the king-sized bed. Bob's lips immediately went to Heidi's protruding nipples and her hands sought his erection. They proceeded to slowly, joyfully, explore, caress, and arouse each other.

Bob, already turned on from their naughty sex-play in the restaurant, was really turned on and needed Heidi badly.

Heidi's excitement had rapidly built to a level of near-frenzy under his expert love-making. She rolled on her back and pulled him on top of her.

Bob didn't have to be told what Heidi wanted because he wanted exactly the same thing. His erection, sandwiched between them, slid up her belly. He needed her, needed her badly. Her rigid nipples jabbed into his chest as he lay atop her.

"Take me, Bob!" Heidi urged, "Take me now!" Her voice was filled with urgency and her body was moving sinuously, driven by intense need.

Bob raised his hips, then lowered them, and felt his rigid shaft slide into the warm dampness at Heidi's center. He was in her!

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Bob!!! Yessssss!!!!" Heidi groaned, "That's what I need!!!!"

Bob began to move his hips. Heidi responded ardently and, their bodies straining against each other, they began to exchange the utmost in erotic sensations.

Heidi's passion reached a crescendo, then she felt explosions of bliss detonating inside her. "Yessssssss!!!! Yesssssss!!!!!" she cried, her body spasming. "Bob!!!! Take me!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Bob cried as he exploded his hot juices into Heidi's rocking, twisting body.

Afterward, still glowing from the wonderful feelings they'd shared, they lay in each other's arms.

Heidi kissed Bob. "You are such a wonderful lover!" she said. "I...I just wish I didn't feel so guilty after I've been with you."

"You're wonderful, too, Heidi," Bob replied. "I wish there was something I could say that would make you stop feeling so guilty." He pulled her against him and their lips locked in a longing, passionate kiss.

"I really need to get home," Heidi said after the kiss ended. "Tonight was really wonderful, but I've got school tomorrow."

"Thank you for a lovely evening," Bob said, and kissed her again.

They got up, dressed, and Bob drove her home.

Tim sat in his truck, watching as Heidi kissed the man she was with, then got out of the car. He wrote down the car's license number, intending to check on it later. He watched the woman he adored walk into her house. Lights went on, then off.

"She must be asleep," he thought. He couldn't stop himself from having memories of exactly how her bedroom, and Heidi, looked.

Shifting position a little, the young man tried to get comfortable as he sat in the truck, watching the home of a woman he cared for deeply, but who seemed to be unattainable to him.




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 15



Passion In James County IV: Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 15

"Jesus, Kid," Lex Dumont commented while he and Tim walked down the hallway of the police station, headed for the roll call room. "You look like shit. You feeling OK?"

"I've been busier than hell lately," Tim replied. "Haven't gotten much sleep."

"Christ, you look like death warmed over," Lex said. "Why the hell didn't you call in sick?"

"I couldn't," Tim said. "Who'd do your paperwork for you and run the computer?"

"Yeah, well, if we have a quiet night, I won't complain if you catch some Z's when we're on patrol," Lex said.

They went into the roll call room and sat down. Sergeant Dawson came in. He read off the patrol assignments, then he consulted his clipboard. "Nothing's happened up in the Heights for a couple of weeks, now, so we're pulling off the extra unit." He looked over at Mackey and Jones. "You guys can go back downtown, where it's safer," he said.

"Gee, sarge," Mackey said, "thanks a heap."

Sergeant Dawson turned his attention to Tim and Lex. "Dumont, you and Jackman stay sharp," he said. "Just because the asshole who's been terrorizing that lady hasn't done anything in a couple of weeks doesn't mean he's quit. Could be he took some time off to plan something else. I don't want you guys getting hurt out there."

"I love you, too, sarge," Lex said. "You're really cute when you're concerned. The way your eyes sparkle makes me feel all funny inside."

"Yeah, sure," Sergeant Dawson snorted. "I'm still going to make swings through your sector," he said. "No long stops at Flossie's tonight."

"Shit," Lex muttered.

The night was uneventful. Tim and Lex made a few traffic stops, checked on a couple of buildings, and ate lunch in the parking lot of the convenience store Tim had been at the night the shots were fired at Heidi's house.

"What the hell is going on?" Lex asked. "This is one of the most boring sectors in town. Why the hell is this pervert operating here?"

"Who knows what makes wackos do what they do?" Tim said. He took a swallow of his bottle of peach-flavored iced tea. "All I know is that I'd like to bust the asshole who's doing this."

"So would I!" Lex said. "It drives me nuts having the sergeant in our sector all the time."

"Maybe we scared the bad guy off," Tim said. "The last two weeks have been quiet. Nothing's happened at all. No sign of the guy. As far as I know, we haven't gotten any complaints about phone calls, either."

"I don't know," Lex said, opening a cellophane package holding a cheese Danish. "None of this makes any sense to me. If this scumbag was so hot to get this lady, why'd he stop after one try?"

"Maybe we scared him off," Tim said. "The night he shot up her house, we got there pretty quick after she called."

"Maybe," Lex said. "I wouldn't count on it, though. Sounds like the guy's a certified wack-a-doodle. That kind usually doesn't scare off that easy."

"Come on, partner," Tim said. "Don't be such a worry-wart. We've gotten through half the night without anything happening. Let's get through the rest of the shift."

"Yeah, let's," Lex said. He began wolfing down his Danish.

Heidi was lying in bed, reading a woman's magazine. Two weeks had passed with no sign of the man who had been terrorizing her. She had begun to allow herself to believe she was safe once again. She read some more, then, barely able to keep her eyes open, she laid the magazine on the table next to her bed, switched off the light, and snuggled under the covers. Before long, she was sound asleep.

"Let's go, kid," Lex said, putting the cruiser in gear. "Got to get back on patrol."

Tim pushed the button on the computer terminal which indicated they were again in service, and began looking out the window on his side of the car, checking houses as they slowly rolled by on the dark streets. "It's funny," he thought, "the people who live in those houses are sound asleep. They have no idea we're out here." "Take another swing down Johnson, will you, Lex?" he said.

"Sure, partner," Lex said.

When they turned onto Johnson Street, Tim saw headlights coming toward them from the opposite direction and stiffened. Then, when the approaching car rolled under a streetlight, he saw the silhouette of the light bar on the vehicle's roof. "Sergeant Dawson wasn't kidding," he said. "This is, what, the fourth time we've met him?"

"Yeah," Lex said. "Sure does cut down on our chances to get some nap time in, doesn't it?"

Tim laughed. His partner never sneaked off and napped on duty the way some cops did.

The two police cars stopped, facing in opposite directions. Tim looked around. They were right in front of Heidi's house.

"So far it's been quiet, huh?" Sergeant Dawson said.

"Just like always," Lex replied. "Hey, sarge, you know the bad guys know better than to come around when I'm on duty."

"Yeah, sure, Lex," the sergeant laughed. "I guess I'll head back to the station. I'm getting way behind on my paperwork."

"Come on, sarge," Lex said. "You and I been out here too long for me to buy that bullshit. You know you'd rather be on the street than sitting behind your desk."

Heidi wasn't sure what it was that wakened her. Then she heard a noise of some kind, one she didn't recognize. She sat up in bed, her heart pounding. It sounded like a scratching, squeaking sound, and it was coming from her back door! She quietly slipped out of bed, went to her window, and looked down carefully. What she saw made her feel as if someone had wrapped an ice pack around her heart. Someone was there, trying to open her back door!

Gasping for breath, she bolted back to her bed, picked up her phone, and dialed 9-1-1. "Someone's trying to break into my house!" she whispered when the 9-1-1 operator answered. "I can see him."

"What's your address, ma'am?" the dispatcher asked.

Heidi told him.

When the dispatcher keyed the address into the computer, an alert tone sounded. "You're the lady who's been getting the harassing phone calls and whose house was shot at, aren't you?" the dispatcher asked. At the same time, he pushed the "hot shot" button on the radio console, sending out the three alert tones that caused every police officer in the city to stiffen and turn their attention to their radios.

"Yes," Heidi replied. "He's here, trying to break into my house. Please, hurry."

"Yes, ma'am," the dispatcher said. "Please stay on the line."

All three officers in the two police cars sitting in front of Heidi's house stopped talking when the "hot shot" tones sounded on the radio.

"Adam twenty-five," the dispatcher said, "see the woman, prowler, there now, attempted forcible entry, 1852 Johnson, at the rear of the house. Adam twenty-five, be aware that this is the shots fired location, use caution. Your call is code three."

Tim jabbed the button on the computer console which informed dispatch they were on the scene and bolted from the car, pulling his pistol from his holster as he did.

"Jackman, wait for us!" Sergeant Dawson yelled as he got out of his cruiser and started after Tim.

"I'll go around the right," Tim yelled over his shoulder. "You guys go around the left." His heart thudding, he raced down the side of Heidi's house. When he reached the corner, he stopped, took a deep breath to steady himself, then he stepped out, assuming the combat shooting stance, his flashlight and weapon pointed toward Heidi's back door. He could see a shadowy form standing on the steps by the door.

"Police!" he yelled. "Freeze! If you move, I'll shoot!" As he stood there confronting the prowler, things seemed to go into slow motion. The figure on the porch turned. It was a man, he was sure of that. The prowler was dressed entirely in black, even his face was covered. Then, all of a sudden, an orange flame blossomed from the figure's middle. Tim heard the sound of the bullet hitting the house next to him and threw himself back behind the corner of the house. As he did, he felt his pistol buck against his hand.

He hit the ground, rolled over, and carefully looked around the corner of the house. The figure was running across the back yard! Steadying his weapon, he took aim and fired. Just as he pulled the trigger, the running black figure fell. Tim laid there, not sure if he'd hit the prowler or not. He peered into the darkness at the end of the yard, trying to see where the intruder was lying, but couldn't make anything out.

"Tim, are you OK?" he heard Lex yell.

"I'm OK, be careful!" Tim yelled back. "He's still out here. I fired at him and he went down, but I can't see him now."

"Sam five to dispatch," he heard Sergeant Dawson say on the radio. "Officers need assistance, shots fired. Get us all the help you can. Now!"

"Copy that, Sam five," dispatch replied. The three "hot shot" tones again sounded and the radio immediately became busy as dispatch ordered additional cars to assist them.

Tim heard an engine start, then squealing tires. Damn! He must have missed the prowler. The shooter had gotten to his car! He pressed the "talk" button on the portable radio microphone attached to his collar. "Adam twenty-five to Sam five, the shooter's made his car. He's headed down the alley!"

"Which direction is he headed, Adam twenty-five?" Sergeant Dawson replied.

"East," Tim told him. He heard tires squealing in front of the house, then a siren began wailing. Unfortunately, the sergeant's car had been pointed west. He'd have to go half-way around the block to get into the alley.

"Sam-five to dispatch!" the sergeant's voice said on the radio.

"All units other than Sam-five, clear the frequency, go ahead, Sam-five," the dispatcher replied.

"I'm in pursuit of the shooter," Sergeant Dawson yelled, "Last seen headed eastbound in the alley behind Johnson."

"Copy, Sam five," the dispatcher said. "You got a description of the vehicle?"

"No, dammit!" Sergeant Dawson replied.

Fifteen minutes later, Tim was standing next to his cruiser, keeping in the background, as officers swarmed over Heidi's lawn with flashlights, looking for anything the prowler might have left behind, and others walked in and out of her house. This time even the Lieutenant and Captain had shown up. This was getting to be a very big deal.

Sergeant Dawson walked over to Tim. He hadn't been able to catch sight of the shooter's car. Neither had the other units responding as backup. "You sure you're OK, Tim?" he asked. "That bullet came damn close."

"As long as it didn't hit me," Tim said. "You think I might of hit him? I got off two rounds."

"They haven't found any sign of blood anywhere," the sergeant said.

"It looks like the creep hasn't given up," Lex said.

"I know," the sergeant said. "Damn! It's like the bastard knows exactly what we're doing."

"Not quite," Tim said. "I don't think he knew we were as close as we were."

"Yeah, maybe," Dawson said. "A lot of good that did."

"The lady in there didn't get hurt," Lex said.

"Yeah, you got a point, Lex," the sergeant said. "The forensic guys say he almost had the door open. If we'd have been a minute or more getting here, he'd have been inside."

"Are you sure none of the policemen were hurt?" Heidi asked the female detective sergeant sitting in her living room. "I...I heard shots."

The detective nodded. "It was close," she said. "The suspect shot at one of the officers and just missed. Unfortunately, the officer returned fire, but he missed, too."

Heidi hugged herself and shuddered. She'd never imagined she'd be going through anything like this. This kind of thing happened to other people, people on TV, not to her!

"Ma'am, is there someplace you could stay for a while?" the detective asked. "Maybe it would be a good idea if you weren't here in case that creep decides to come back."

"You...you think he will?" Heidi asked. She tried to think. "I...I don't have anybody I can think of. Besides, it doesn't seem right. I mean, this is my house."

"I know," the detective said. "We're going to put extra patrols back on, but we don't have enough personnel to assign a bodyguard to you."

"Don't you have any evidence?" Heidi asked.

The detective shook her head. "We have nothing," she said. "We got the guy's crowbar, but there weren't any prints on it. We figure he was wearing gloves."

"What about tire tracks?" Heidi asked. "From his car?"

"The alley's paved," the detective replied. "And he was spinning his wheels when he left, so..." she shrugged. "Look, let me talk with the captain, maybe we can assign a car here for a day or two, to give you time to figure out some way to deal with this." She got up and walked out of the room.

Tim, Lex, and Sergeant Dawson straightened up when the Lieutenant came out of the house and walked across the yard toward them. "Adam twenty-five, you stay here until morning shift arrives," he said.

"How long are we going to have to babysit this lady, Loo?" Sergeant Dawson asked. "I'm short of units on this shift as it is."

"Couple of days, max," the Lieutenant said. "I know we're short-handed. The detectives have advised the lady who lives here to find someplace else to stay for a while. We'll watch her for a few days until she can find a place."

"I guess we'll have to manage," the sergeant said.

"What about when she goes to work?" Tim asked, without thinking.

"That's day shift's problem," the lieutenant said.

"The lieutenant said we'll be able to assign a car to you for a couple of days," the detective told Heidi. "But no longer. I really recommend that you find some place safe to stay."

"All...all right," Heidi said. "I'll see what I can do."



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 16



Passion In James County IV: Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 16

Milt Bingham greeted Heidi the minute she came in the front door of the school the next morning. "Are you all right, Heidi?" he asked. "I heard about what happened at your house on the radio when I was getting ready to come to school this morning. And it was in the papers, too!"

Heidi was embarrassed. She wondered why the kids had been looking at her so funny as she walked toward the building. It hadn't occurred to her that what happened might make the news. "I'm fine, Milt," she said. "But what about you? I'm so sorry about what happened to your parents."

"I'm getting used to it," he said.

"Did...did they arrest the man who caused the crash?" she asked.

Milt, his face stern, nodded. "They did, but the judge released him on bail the next morning," he said bitterly. "This was the guy's fifth drunk driving arrest, and the third crash he's been involved in while driving drunk."

"My God!" Heidi said. "Do you think they'll at least send him to jail once he's convicted?"

A strange grin formed on Milt's face. "They won't have to," he said. "He's dead."

"My word! What happened to him?" Heidi asked.

"Maybe he felt guilty about what he did," Milt said, his eyes harder than Heidi had ever seen them. There was a kind of far-away look in them, too. "He was arrested at the scene, arraigned the next day, and released with no bail. Do you believe that? The man killed two of the most wonderful people who ever lived and the judge just let him walk out of the courtroom as if...as if he'd been arrested for jaywalking."

"But you said he's dead," Heidi said.

Milt nodded. "He was found in his office a few days later," he said. "The day after my parents' funerals, in fact. He shot himself in the head."

"God!" Heidi said.

"I'm not in the least sorry," Milt continued. "That animal deserved to die. People like him don't deserve to live. When, when I knew he was dead, I felt good. Maybe...maybe I...I shouldn't have, but I did."

"I...I can't blame you," Heidi said. "I'm not sure I'd feel any different if I'd been in your place."

"But what about you?" he asked. "Obscene phone calls, people shooting at you, trying to break into your house. You must be horribly frightened."

Heidi nodded. "It's been awful," she said. "The police think I should find another place to stay."

"Have you?" Milt asked. "Found another place, I mean."

Heidi shook her head. "Not...not yet," she said. "I...to be honest with you, Milt, I haven't had time to give it much thought. Maybe I'll take a leave of absence and go stay with my sister in Oklahoma for a while."

"I hope you take this the way I mean it," Milt said, "but you could stay with me. You'd be safe at my place. I can promise you that."

"It's sweet of you to offer, Milt," Heidi said, touched by his offer. "But I can't. If...if this animal found out I was there, then you'd be in danger, too. I couldn't stand it if I were responsible for anyone else getting hurt. My God! A policeman was almost shot at my house last night!"

"I understand," Milt said. "Do what you have to. But the offer stands."

"Thanks, Milt," Heidi said, laying her hand softly on his arm. "I do appreciate it."

She walked down the hallway to her office, unlocked the door, and went inside. She hung up her coat, turned around, and almost fainted. Spray-painted all over the walls of her office in red paint were the words, "WICKED, EVIL WOMAN!!!" "SLUT!" "BITCH!" "YOU WILL PAY!" "YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME!"

Sobbing, Heidi turned and bolted from her office. She almost knocked down a group of students walking down the hallway as she ran toward the office.

Tim, who was sitting in his truck near the school, was startled when the two officers sitting in the cruiser in front of the school jumped out and ran into the building. "What the hell is going on?" he wondered. Then he heard the sound of sirens and more police cars, including a detective unit, rolled up in front of the school, the officers jumped out, and ran inside. "Heidi!" he thought, jumping out of his truck and starting toward the school. "Has something happened to Heidi?"

"Jackman, what are you doing here?" Lou Dewey, a portly patrolman Tim knew, asked when the young officer walked up to his cruiser in front of the school.

"I was driving by, saw the lights, and wondered what all the excitement was about," Tim replied.

"You know that lady up on Johnson who's got somebody after her?" Dewey said. "Yeah, you do, don't you. You damn near took a slug up there last night, didn't you?"

"Yeah," Tim responded, impatient. "What about her?"

"The asshole who's after her got into her office here at school," Dewey replied.

"She OK?" Tim asked, finding it a bit difficult to breathe.

"Yeah, she's fine," Dewey said. "The psycho just spray-painted a bunch of crap on her office walls."

"Oh," Tim said, relaxing.

"We have to find someplace where you'll be safe," detective sergeant Linda Tyler, who Heidi had spoken with the night before, told her. They were in the principal's office, and Heidi had just started to get over the shock of what she'd discovered in her office.

"But...but if I stay with someone," Heidi said, "won't I be placing them in danger, too?" She shuddered. "I mean, the animal who's doing this seems to know everything about me. He...he even followed me to work. If...if I stay with someone and he finds out, isn't it possible he'd hurt them, too?"

"I hadn't thought of that," Sergeant Tyler admitted. "Look, I'll talk to my chief. Maybe we can figure something out."

Tim went back to his truck. "Might as well go home and get some rest," he thought. "With all the cops around here, Heidi should be safe for now." He fired up his truck and headed for his apartment.

Carol Ann showed up at Tim's apartment shortly after he arrived home. In other circumstances, he'd have been glad to see her but, given what had been happening, all he wanted was to get in bed and get some sleep.

He looked at Carol Ann and, in spite of how exhausted he was, felt a surge in his groin. She had on a jade green knit dress that buttoned all the way down the front, and a black belt around the waist. The outfit was breathtaking on her lithe body.

"You look tired, Tim," Carol Ann said. "I think you're working too hard."

Tim took a deep breath. "Look, Carol Ann, I...I've had a rough couple of days," he said. "I..."

Carol Ann's arms went around him and she pressed her body against him. "I think you need a little relaxation therapy, Mister Tim," she whispered.

Hugging, nice as it was, wasn't what either of them wanted. Tim tipped her head up with one hand and kissed her. All the stress and exhaustion he felt vanished as his lips worked against hers and their tongues dueled. He felt like he was melting, and exploding, and being given electric shocks; all at the same time. His legs got wobbly and his heart started to pound.

Carol Ann sagged against him when the kiss ended, hugging him, pressing her middle against the erection throbbing in his slacks. "You do want me, don't you, Tim?" she whispered.

"More than you could possibly know," Tim said. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. She nestled her head against his neck and her fingers combed through his hair.

Tim stood Carol Ann on her feet in the bedroom and they kissed again. He managed to get the buttons on her dress undone while she stripped his clothes off. Then, naked, they fell onto his bed.

The touch of Carol Ann's bare, warm, flesh on his was so extraordinarily pleasurable that Tim, for a second he feared he would come just from snuggling against her. Somewhere he found enough reserve strength to control himself and began exploring her wonderful dusky body.

Softly, touching her as if she were super-fragile, he stroked her skin. She was so fine! Her breasts were flawless firm globes, tipped with dark circles, out of which grew thick, mouth-watering nipples. Tim took a rigid tip between his lips and lashed it with his tongue.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!! Goddddddddd!!!!!!" Carol Ann groaned. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him against her. He adored her chest with his lips for what seemed like an eternity, kissing first one breast, then the other, doing that over and over while she mewled with joy, her body twisting and straining, her hands clawing at him. "So gooooodddd!!!! You're makin' me feel so gooooooddddd!!!!" she cried.

Tim continued paying homage to Carol Ann's finely molded body. Her skin was soft as silk, and rippled as his hands and lips moved over it. He was determined to touch every inch of her, to know her as completely as possible, in spite of the fact he was hard as a rock and about to explode any minute!

Carol Ann's moans and cries grew louder as he caressed, kissed, and explored her. She responded ardently, moaning with delight, twisting and turning with need his caresses evoked. "I need you!!!! Please, Tim!!! Please!!! Please!!! I need you!!!" she begged, pulling at him.

Tim rolled atop her and was startled when his erect cock slid right into her. A powerful shudder went through him and he struggled to keep from coming! Slowly, he lowered his hips and sank deeper into her as warmth and delight continued to threaten to overwhelm him.

"Yessssss!!! Oh, God!!!! Can't wait!!!! I can't wait!!! I'm gonna come!!!" Carol Ann sobbed. Her body stiffened, then began trembling violently. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!! I'm cummmmmminnnnnng!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

"Yessssss!!!! Oh, God, Carol Ann, yesssssssss!!!!!" Tim screamed when he, too, came. It felt as if his whole body had liquefied and was being pumped into her through his cock!

Finished, he rolled off Carol Ann, onto his back, drained, yet energized. She really was something!

Carol Ann didn't wasn't ready to quit. She was all over him, kissing him, hugging him, "Oh, God, Tim! That was fantastic! God!" she exclaimed.

"I needed that more than I realized," Tim told her, kissing her. "Did I ever!"

"I'm glad I could help you relax," she whispered.

Her hands roamed lightly over his body and Tim felt himself responding. He couldn't believe how quickly she had managed to rejuvenate him!

"I don't believe it! You're gettin' hard again!" Carol Ann exclaimed. Her hand gripped him as if to verify what she was seeing.

"Uhhhh!!! It sure does feel that way," Tim groaned.

Carol Ann began stroking him and he got still harder. He'd come but a few minutes earlier, but he was on fire again! By the time they were finished, he'd definitely be relaxed!

"I can't believe it!" Carol Ann exclaimed. Her hand moved faster and faster on his cock.

"Ahhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ohhhhhh!!!" Tim moaned. "Damn, Carol Ann, you...Ahhhhh!!!...are too much!!!"

"I gotta have you again!" she said eagerly, and straddled him. She guided the tip of his cock to her opening and sank down on him.

Once again Tim experienced the unbearable sweetness of entering her.

"Ohhhhh!!! Jeeeeezzzz!!!!" Carol Ann moaned, and began moving her hips, riding him.

The dark-skinned woman's lovely breasts bobbed and jiggled as she worked herself up and down on Tim's cock. He reached up and took the swollen globes in his hands, thumbing the nipples. Carol Ann's groans of delight grew louder.

"Goddamn, I love this!!!" she moaned, her motions becoming more and more frenzied. Her knees pressed against Tim's sides and her hands gripped his arms as her perfect bottom slapped against his thighs. "Oh, God, Tim!!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!" she cried, "Ahhhhhhh!!! I'm cummmminnnnnn' aggggainnnnn!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

"Carol Ann!!! Goddddddd!!!!!" Tim groaned, his loins unleashed and he erupted into her once more.

Carol Ann collapsed on top of Tim and lay there, wrapped in his arms. His cock, still rigid, remained buried in her. As he held her, it softened and slid out. She raised her head, looked down at him, and giggled. "That tickled!" she said, then she kissed him.

Carol Ann rolled off Tim then, and they lay side by side, looking at the ceiling.

Finally, Tim rolled on his side and surveyed the young woman lying next to him. Carol Ann watched him, enjoying the glow that appeared in his eyes as he studied her body.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

"Carol Ann, you are beautiful!" Tim said softly, awed. He pushed her onto her back, then rolled on top of her. To his surprise, he realized he again had an erection and it was sliding into her!

"Tim!!! Oh, Tim!!!!" Carol Ann cried as he began to pound into her. "Yessss!!! Take me, Tim!!! Take meeeee!!!!!" Her hips struggled off the bed to meet his powerful down-thrusts.

Tim's insides wound tighter and tighter. He could feel Carol Ann's rigid nipples rubbing against his chest and that added another lovely feeling to the feast of them he already was receiving.

"Oh, Goddddd, Tim!!!" Carol Ann crooned, "So good!!! So goooodddd!!!"

Then a kaleidoscope of carnal delights was unleashed in both of them.

"Yesssss!!!! Oh, God!!! Yesssss!!!" Carol Ann screamed, her body spasming. "Now, Tim!!! I'm comminng!!! I'm there!!! So good!!! So goooooddd!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Tim joined her, exploding, filling her yet again. "Oh, Carol Annhhhhh!!!" he moaned. His hips went wild, buffeting her against the bed.

Afterward, limp and satisfied, they again lay in each other's arms.

"It's so wonderful making love with you," Carol Ann said. "God, you are the best!"

"It's wonderful for me, too," Tim replied. He began toying with one of her breasts. The skin around the nipple puckered, then the nipple hardened and emerged from the smooth flesh surrounding it.

"I don't believe you! You're turning me on again!" Carol Ann whispered.

"I sure hope so," Tim said. He rolled atop her and captured her lips in a wild kiss that sent heat rushing through him. The kiss left him breathless. He began kissing and stroking her body once more, and as he did, he could feel his companion begin to tremble.

"My God!" Carol Ann murmured, "There's no way you coulda told me I was gonna get turned on again, but I sure as hell am! Damn, Tim, you're incredible!"

Tim continued his adoring exploration of her body. He kissed her neck and shoulders, and then her breasts, being as tender as he possibly could. Before long, she was once again quaking with need.

"Ohhhhh!!!" she moaned, "You sure do know how to make me feel good!!"

Tim's warm lips were crossing her belly, moving toward her middle. He licked through her pubic hair and her hips rose and began to twist. He continued moving his caresses downward with exquisite, maddening slowness. Eventually, his head was between Carol Ann's quivering legs. He stuck out his tongue, seeking, then finding, her clit. When he licked it, her back arched and Carol Ann groaned with delight. "Oh, God, yes!!!!! Eat me!!! Eat me!!!!!" she shrilled.

Tim let his tongue explore Carol Ann's pulsing vagina. It probed between her labia, then thrusting into her. He grabbed her hips and held on because the wild rocking of her hips threatened to buck him off while he continued to lick, suck, and thrust his tongue into her. Announcing that fact loudly, Carol Ann came.

"Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she cried, her back arched, her hands clutching desperately at the sheets, "God, Tim, eat meeeeee!!!!! Yesssss, Tim!!! Eat meeeeeeee!!!!! Don't stop!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Finally, her excitement ebbed, and she lay still. Tim lay beside her, his head resting on her smooth, warm belly.

"That was fantastic!" Carol Ann said, "But what about you?"

"You got any ideas?" Tim asked.

"You just roll over on your back, and I'll show you what kind of ideas I have," she told him.

Tim stretched out on his back, his erection pointing toward the bedroom ceiling.

Carol Ann began by kissing him soundly. Then she kissed his nipples, and felt him shudder. She grasped his erection and began stroking the swollen spear, which was slick with the leavings of their earlier love-making sessions. Then she kissed the purple, swollen tip of Tim's cock.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" Tim moaned.

Carol Ann teased the slitted opening with her tongue while Tim caressed her back and buttocks. Around the tip she licked, tasting the juices left there by their recent couplings. The stiff penis twitched against her lips and tongue.

"Carol Ann, you're making me crazy!!" Tim exclaimed. His breath was coming in ragged gasps.

Finally, Carol Ann encircled the head of Tim's distended wand with her lips, then she slowly lowered her head and felt his hot skin slide between her lips. She reached between his legs and cupped his balls, his body jerked and strained, and he moaned. She had him writhing under her caresses almost as fervently he'd had her writhing under his.

Carol Ann took as much of Tim's cock as she could into her mouth, then she lifted her head and, keeping her lips wrapped tightly around him, letting his cock slide out until only the tip remained in her mouth. Then down her head moved, slowly welcoming him into her oral cavity once more.

"Jesus, Carol Ann! Damn! You're gonna make me come!!!" Tim warned, his voice strained.

Carol Ann lifted her mouth from him, let her hand take over the job of arousing him temporarily, looked up at him, and grinned. "So?" she said, then her mouth returned to the task of giving him pleasure.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" Tim moaned, "Oh, God, Carol Ann, you're driving me crazy!!!! That feels so good I...I can't stand it!!!"

At last Carol Ann removed her mouth from his cock again, then she straddled Tim's constantly-moving hips. As she did, she could feel his stiff organ rub the outside of her pussy. She lowered herself, trapping his cock between their bellies, and began to rub her slit against the shaft, teasing both of them.

"My Goddddd, Carol Ann!!!!" Tim cried. "Oh, Jesus!! Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

"You like this don't you?" Carol Ann asked.

"Yesssss!!!! Goddammmittt!!! Yessssssssssss!!!!" Tim groaned, thrusting up against her, ardently seeking entry into her.

Just as turned on as Tim was, Carol Ann ever so slowly impaled herself on his thick pole and felt his cock filling her, stretching her, giving her pleasure. After what seemed like a beautiful eternity, she had him all the way into her. "Damn, it feels so good when you are in me!" she cooed.

"Yeahhhhh!!!!" Tim gasped.

Carol Ann began to slowly to rotate and raise and lower her hips. She could feel Tim's huge tool moving inside her, touching all of her, driving her passion to levels she didn't know existed before she met him. And, judging from the urgent movements of his hips, Tim was feeling the same way. She leaned forward, supporting herself above him on out-streteched arms.

Tim cupped her breasts, then began pulling at her nipples while his hips moved faster and faster. Soon... "Oh, God, Carol Ann!!!! Oh, God!!!!!" he bellowed, "I'm gonna come!!!! I'm comminnnnnnnggggg!!!!" Torrents of hot cream gushed from him.

When Carol Ann felt him bathing her insides with his damp heat she could wait no longer. "Wahhhhhhh!!!!! Yessssssss!!!!! Yesssssss!!!!" she shrieked, her body began to whip and jolt as if she was riding a bucking horse.. "I'm coming, too!!! So gooooddddddd!!!! So goooooddddddd!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Slowly, their lust abated,and with the exception of a few joyous after-shocks, their urgent movements slowed. Unable to support herself on her arms any more, Carol Ann collapsed atop Tim, who looked up into her face and smiled.

Carol Ann smiled back at him. "Feel better now?" she asked.

"Do I ever!" Tim replied. "But I do have to work tonight and I have to get some sleep."




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 16



"No problem, stud," Carol Ann said. "You go ahead and get your rest." She kissed him and got out of bed. Before she finished dressing, Tim was asleep. She kissed him gently on the forehead, then let herself out of his apartment and locked the door behind her.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 17



A police car followed Heidi home after she left the high school, and remained outside her house. She went inside, took a bath, and collapsed into bed. But, even though she was exhausted from the day's stressful events, she couldn't sleep. She laid there, trying to figure who could hate her enough to want to do all these terrible things to her. Try as she would, she couldn't come up with a name.

The attitude of the police was starting to bug her. Sometimes, when Sergeant Tyler questioned her, it seemed to Heidi the detective believed she knew who was behind all this, and why, but wasn't telling. Heidi didn't understand the detective's attitude. If she had even the faintest idea who the sick person was, she'd have told the police in a minute.

Milt Bingham was making his usual end of the school day tour of the building. The tour was a habit he'd gotten into shortly after he came to Jamestown High. When he left the school building in the late afternoon, he liked knowing it was empty and secure. He approached the gym area, checked the men's locker room first, then he walked across the gym to the women's locker room and opened the door.

While Milt was inspecting other areas of the school building, Debbie Dickinson had entered the female gym teacher's office. She wanted to see the teacher, Rachel Conyers, very much.

Miss Conyers looked up when Debbie entered the office and shut the door, then locked it.

"Hi, Miss Conyers," Debbie said softly. "I...I thought I'd stop in for a minute. You don't mind, do you?"

Smiling warmly, Miss Conyers stood up, walked to her office door, and pulled down the shade over the window in the door. She turned, smiled at the petite, but full-bodied brunette girl, then she pulled her into her arms. "You know I don't mind, darling," she said before she covered Debbie's mouth with hers.

When the kiss ended, the coach began undoing the buttons down the front of Debbie's blouse while the teenager trembled with anticipation.

Milt, meanwhile, had entered the women's locker room. He looked around. The locker room was empty and Miss Conyers' door was closed. He saw that the shade was drawn, but it looked like the light in the office was on. Thinking Miss Conyers was still in her office, he walked across the empty locker room, toward the office. As he neared the office door, he heard sounds he realized were moans. Milt started walking a little faster.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!!!!!! Annnnnnhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! Miss Conyers!!! Yesssss!!! Yessssss!!!!"

"That's a woman's voice!" Milt thought, his heart pounding. He moved closer to the door and peered in. He could see Rachel Conyers' desk through a gap in the shade and what he saw stunned him. Debbie Dickinson, one of the students, was lying naked on the teacher's desk, her hands pulling at her large, rosy-tipped breasts. Miss Conyers' head was between the student's legs. Milt felt his cock growing hard and his breath began to come in ragged gasps.

"More!!! More!!!" the petite brunette cried, "Oh, God, Miss Conyers!!! Eat me more!!!! Yessssss!!!!"

Milt was transfixed. This was wrong! He should do his duty, go into the teacher's office, and bring what was going on to a halt. But, for reasons he couldn't totally understand, he didn't do that. Instead, he stood at the door, watching, his cock growing harder and harder.

"Commminnnngggg!!!!! Oh, God, Miss Conyers!!!!! I'm commmminnnnggggg!!!!" Debbie cried. Her middle writhed frantically against Miss Conyers' mouth.

While the assistant principal continued to watch, Miss Conyers lifted her head from between the student's thighs, then the two women embraced and began to kiss and caress each other. His heart was thudding, he was gasping for breath, and a hurricane of powerful sensations was whirling through him.

Debbie slid off the desk. Miss Conyers stripped off her clothes, jumped up on the desk where Debbie had been, and laid back, her legs spread.

Avidly, Milt's eyes traveled over the female coach's lush, full body. He shuddered when the student began to explore it with her hands and lips, making the older woman tremble and cry out with joy. Eventually, the teenager's head moved between the coach's outspread legs and her mouth descended into Miss Conyers' lush blonde delta.

"Mmmmmmmmmnnnnnnhhhh!!!!!!!! Yessssssssss!!!!" Rachel Conyers purred, her hips rotating, pressing her middle against the student's mouth. "Debbie!!! Oh, Debbie!!!! You do that so well!!!!"

Milt continued to be a gasping spectator, watching Debbie drive the lusty coach wild with her thrusting tongue, moving lips, and probing fingers. He knew he had a duty to do, that it was his job to break up this horrible event, but he couldn't force himself to do that. Instead, he kept on watching and growing more and more aroused as he did.

"Eeeeeeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Miss Conyers cried, her back arching like a bow, her legs clamped tightly around Debbie's head, as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. "Yesssss!!!! Oh, darling yessssssss!!!! That's it!!! I'm commmminnnnnnggggg!!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!! I'm commminnnnggggg!!!!"

As Milt watched, something unexpected happened to him. He emitted a soft groan and his throbbing cock began spewing his hot cream into his pants. Sobbing, he turned and hobbled out of the locker room.

The two women in the office hugged, kissed, and continued to fondle each other playfully.

"Are you glad I stopped in?" Debbie asked, kissing the coach's breast.

"Oh, yes, my sweet dove," Miss Conyers replied, stroking Debbie's hair. "You know I love it when you visit me Nobody eats me the way you do."

Milt got into his car and started for his apartment. While he drove, he felt the cooling juices dampening his pants and rage rose inside him. "They'll get theirs!" he muttered, gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. "That kind of evil behavior can't and won't be allowed to continue in my school!" A cold smile formed on his face. "Once I take care of that other matter..." he told himself, "...I'll deal with Miss Conyers and her little friend!"

Tim slipped into the shower and began getting ready for work. He wondered what the shift would be like tonight and hoped he and Lex would be assigned their regular sector. He wanted to be close to Heidi, to be there to help her if she needed him.

Heidi lay in bed, almost asleep. For some reason, she thought about Bob Samuelson. "I wonder if the vandalism to his car could have had anything to do with me?" she thought. "It started after the night he and I had dinner at his house." She considered telling the police what she was speculating, but realized she might also have to tell them why that incident and what had been happening to her were connected and wasn't sure she should do that. If she did, she might jeopardize Bob's marriage. "I can't take that chance," she thought. "At least not without talking to Bob. If he says it's all right for me to tell the police about us, maybe..."

Thoughts of Bob led to recollections of what a satisfying lover he was, and those memories warmed her. Then she had a disturbing realization. "As good as making love with Bob is," she mused, "there's still something missing. I feel wonderful after we make love, but it still isn't the way I want to feel." As she fell asleep, it occurred to her that she'd never felt there was anything lacking after she had made love with Tim Jackman.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 18



"Jackman, you're in X-ray thirty-one tonight," Sergeant Dawson said at roll call. "We're short-handed again, so you'll have to do guard duty in front of the Tate place on Johnson by yourself. Dumont, you'll be alone in Lincoln twenty-five. Think you can handle the sector by yourself, Lex?"

"I'm not sure I'll be able to stay awake if I'm riding alone, Sarge," Tim's partner said. "Isn't there someone else you can assign to partner with me? I'd even take another rookie."

"You mean somebody who knows how to use the computer, don't you Lex?" Mackey asked. He and his partner laughed.

"I'm assigning Loomis and his K-9 to East sector, too. I want him available quick if you or Jackman need backup, Lex," the sergeant continued.

"Maybe Loomis will let the dog ride with you, Lex," Mackey said. "You could let the mutt run the computer for you, he's smarter than you anyhow, old-timer."

While the rest of the officers in the roll call room roared with laughter, Lex flashed his middle finger at his tormenter.

"You think that asshole who's after that lady really has balls enough to try something with a cop sitting out front?" Jones asked.

"There were three cops sitting out front last night and he did," the sergeant snapped. "There was a unit outside the school today, too, and the asshole still did his thing there, too."

"Maybe you ought to assign me to that guard duty," Deke Burke, another patrolman, said. "You could let Jackman spend the night on the shooting range to improve his aim."

Tim felt his ears getting hot.

"Don't let him get to you, kid," Lex whispered.

"I wonder how good your aim would be if someone was shooting at you, Burke," Sergeant Dawson asked. "How many times you been shot at since you been on the job, Deke?"

Burke's face turned red and he looked down at the desk in front of him. "I get your point, sarge," he mumbled. "Sorry, Jackman, I was out of line."

"Apology accepted, Deke," Tim said.

"All of you, I want you sharp," Sergeant Dawson continued. "Anything at all comes in from the Heights, anything, I want you all to drop whatever you're doing and start drifting in that direction. You got that?"

Everyone said they did.

"OK," the sergeant said. "Let's go out and protect and serve the citizens of Jamestown."

An hour later, Tim was sitting in his cruiser in front of Heidi's house, trying hard to stay alert. Every once in a while, he drove around to check the alley and, once an hour, he got out of the car and checked the house and yard. He didn't see Heidi, but he didn't expect to. Sergeant Dawson said she'd been advised to stay inside, keep out of sight, and make sure her doors were locked.

About three a.m., Sergeant Dawson's cruiser pulled up next to Tim. "I'll keep an eye on things here," the sergeant said. "You go get yourself something to eat."

"Thanks, sarge," Tim said. "I'll be right back."

"Take your time," the sergeant told him. "Union contract says you get a half-hour break for dinner."

Heidi was in her house, feeling terribly frightened and lonely. She glanced out the window occasionally, and felt comforted by sight of the police car sitting next to the curb. There was only one officer in the car tonight, not two like there had been the night before, but she figured the police knew what they were doing.

Tim drove down to the convenience store, got himself a sandwich and bottle of iced tea, then he quickly ate the food he purchased. When his food was gone, he headed back toward Heidi's house. He decided to slide through into the alley before he returned to his post in front of the house.

He cruised slowly down the alley. Nothing looked any different than it had the last few times he'd been through. Then he jammed on the brakes. The car parked in front of a garage a few doors from Heidi's house wasn't there the last time he drove through here. It looked familiar. He backed up and turned on the cruiser's spotlight to illuminate the car's license plate. He punched the license number into the computer and waited for it to tell him who the car belonged to.

When the information appeared on the display, Tim's eyebrows raised. "Milton Bingham?" he thought. "Isn't that the guy we stopped out front a few weeks ago? Yeah, it is. He told us he was a friend of Heidi's and said he was sitting out in front of her house to protect her. But..." He picked up the radio mike. "X-ray thirty-one to Sam five," he said.

"Sam five," Sergeant Dawson replied.

"I'm in the alley behind the Tate house," Tim said. "There's a car here that wasn't here last time I cruised the alley. I ran the plate. It's the guy we stopped out front a couple of weeks ago."

"He around anywhere?" the sergeant asked.

"Negative," Tim replied. "Car looks empty."

"Check it out," the sergeant said. "But be careful, Tim, be damn careful!"

"Copy that, sarge," Tim said.

"Sam five to dispatch," Tim heard the sergeant say as he got out of his cruiser. "We may have something here. Get backup rolling code 2. As much as you got."

"Copy that, Sam five," the dispatcher said.

Tim slipped his pistol out of his holster and, holding the gun down by his leg and his flashlight in his hand, he checked Bingham's car. Nobody was in it. He felt the hood. It was warm. That meant the car hadn't been setting long. He started down the alley, toward Heidi's house. He was halfway across her back yard when he heard Sergeant Dawson yell.

"Freeze, asshole! This is the police!" the sergeant roared. "You move one muscle and you're dead meat!"

Tim had switched off his flashlight when he entered Heidi's yard. He knew the yard intimately and, if the intruder was in the yard, he didn't want the man to know he was coming. He peered at the back of the house, trying to see where the suspect was. There he was, near the back door, dressed all in black, just as he'd been the night before.

Sergeant Dawson had come around the corner of the house and was moving toward the man, holding his riot gun in his hands. "Interlace your hands behind your head and get down on your knees, asshole!" the sergeant ordered. "Get on the ground! Do it now!"

Tim moved closer. He didn't think the intruder had seen him. That gave them an edge.

"Get on the ground! Do it now, asshole!" Sergeant Dawson yelled again.

Tim saw the man's hands move and, instantly, he realized what the intruder was going to do. "Sarge! Gun!" Tim yelled. At the same time he turned on his flashlight and brought his gun to bear on the intruder.

When Tim yelled, Sergeant Dawson took a step backward and, at exactly the same time, the intruder fired. The sergeant went down. Tim was stunned when he saw the sergeant fall and made the mistake of looking to see if Sergeant Dawson was hurt. Even though his glance only took a fraction of a second, when he again turned his attention to the intruder, the man was facing him.

Tim felt the blow to his chest, saw the orange flash, and heard the roar of the intruder's gun all at the same time. He was lifted off his feet and slammed to the ground on his back. Although his chest hurt terribly, he immediately rolled onto his side, brought his gun up, and pointed it at the intruder. The man was advancing toward him and had his gun pointed at the fallen officer.

"I'm going to die!" Tim thought. "Jesus Christ! I'm going to die!" The next thing he knew, his gun was roaring and bucking against his fist, again and again. Then another gun sounded, louder. A riot gun. The intruder rose up on his toes, did a weird, boneless dance and collapsed in a heap on the lawn. Tim laid there, barely able to breathe, holding his gun on the fallen man.

"Jackman, you OK?" Sergeant Dawson yelled. "You hit?"

"I...I'm hurt, sarge," Tim said. "He...he hit me." He felt his chest. There wasn't any blood, but it hurt like crazy. He could barely breathe.

"Sam five to dispatch!" Sergeant Dawson yelled into his radio. "Officer needs help, shots fired! Officer down! Get me Rescue and get them now!"

"Copy, Sam five," the dispatcher said. "You'll have backup on the scene in a second. I'll get Rescue rolling right away!"

Laying on the damp grass in Heidi's back yard, Tim watched Sergeant Dawson approach the suspect. The sergeant bent down, kicked the gun out of the fallen man's hand, then he checked the man for a pulse. "He's deader than shit," he said, but he followed department policy and handcuffed the man just the same. Then he moved over to Tim, laid his shotgun on the grass, and knelt next to the fallen patrolman. "You sure you're OK, kid?" he asked, his voice showing concern.

"Think he busted a rib," Tim said. "It's a good thing I had my vest on." He looked up at the sergeant and forced a weak smile. "I thought he got you, sarge." He took a shallow breath and winced. "I saw you fall and..."

"I stepped in a fucking hole and tripped," the sergeant said. "Sometimes it's better to be lucky than good. It's a goddamn good thing you yelled, though, I didn't see the bastard's gun. You saved my ass, kid! Don't move. Rescue's gonna be here in a minute. We'll get you to the hospital and let them check you out."

"No problem," Tim said, "I'm not going anywhere."

A few minutes later, the yard was crawling with police officers. The fire department rescue crew checked Tim out, then lifted him onto a stretcher, strapped him down, and started wheeling him toward the front of the house where the ambulance waited.

When Heidi heard the shots she was as frightened as she'd ever been in her life. After the shots stopped, it seemed like an eternity until a police officer came to the door. "It's OK, ma'am," he said. "We got him. You're safe now."

Heidi saw the ambulance sitting in the street in front of her house. "The shots..." she said fearfully. "Was anybody...was anybody hurt?"

The officer looked as if he weren't sure what to say. "Ah...the bad guy...he...he's dead," he told her. "And one of our guys got hit."

"Is...is the officer all right?" Heidi asked.

"I think so," the patrolman told her. "It's department policy that we all wear vests. They're going to take him to the hospital and have him checked out, but I don't think it's anything serious."

Heidi saw the medics pushing the stretcher out from beside the house. "Is...is that the officer who was shot?" she asked.

The policeman she'd been talking to nodded. "Yup," he said.

"I...I want to thank him," Heidi said, starting toward the stretcher.

The ground was bumpy and the ride on the stretcher wasn't the ride Tim ever had, given the sore condition his chest was in. Then things looked better, much better. Heidi's concerned face was looming over his. "Hi, Heidi," he said.

"Tim!" Heidi said. "Tim Jackman!" Tears began to gush from her eyes. "Tim, is...is that really you?"

"Yeah, it's me," Tim replied.

Heidi was shaken. She had no idea Tim was a police officer, or that he was anywhere near her. He'd saved her life! "Tim...I...thank you," she sobbed. "Are...are you really all right?"

Tim forced a wan smile. "I probably won't be doing any deep-breathing exercises for a few days," he replied. "Other than that I guess I'm OK."

"I...I didn't know you..." Heidi began.

"Ma'am, we've got to get him to the hospital," one of the medics said.

"Yes, of course," Heidi said. She watched the medics roll the stretcher with Tim on it to the ambulance, then lift him into the boxy orange and white truck with flashing red and whitelights all over it. A few seconds later, the ambulance began rolling.

Detective Tyler walked over to where Heidi was standing. "Excuse me, Mrs. Tate," she said, "Given what's happened, I hate to have to ask you this, but we'd like it if you could look at the body. Maybe you can tell us who it is. Do you think you're up to it?"

"B...body?" Heidi asked.

Detective Tyler nodded. "The man who was terrorizing you," she said.

"Don't...don't you know who he is?" Heidi asked.

"We're pretty sure we know who he is," Sergeant Tyler said, "but we need positive I.D. It would be a big help to us if you could identify him. But if you don't feel up to it, that's OK, we'll find someone else to do it."

"Ah...OK," Heidi said. After all, it wouldn't be the first dead body she'd seen in her nursing career. And she did want to know who her tormentor had been. She and Sergeant Tyler walked across the lawn to where the body lay, covered by a yellow plastic sheet. A big officer with sergeant's stripes on the sleeves of his uniform, stood next to it.

"Could you uncover him for us, Pete?" Sergeant Tyler said. "Let's see if the lady knows him."

Sergeant Dawson bent over and pulled the plastic sheet back, baring the corpse's ashen face, then he straightened up, flipped on his flashlight, and played the beam on the body.

"Oh, God!" Heidi exclaimed. "Oh, God! Oh, no! No!" Her legs went wobbly and she felt as if she were going to pass out. She felt both officers grabbing hold of her arms.

"Do you know him, Mrs. Tate?" Sergeant Tyler asked.

"It...it's Milt...Milt Bingham," Heidi stammered. "He...he...he's the assistant principal at the high school! I...I thought he...he was...he was my...my friend."

"I guess you were wrong, huh?" Sergeant Tyler said. "Do you have any idea why he was doing this?"

Heidi shook her head. "Can...can I go back inside?" she asked. She had to sit down.

"How you doing, partner?" Lex asked Tim as the ambulance rolled toward the hospital. He had insisted on going along in to the hospital with his young partner.

"I'll be fine, Lex," Tim said. "The vest did its job. I got a helluva bruise, though. These guys think I may have some broken ribs, but nothing life-threatening."

"You know," Lex said, "I hated it when the department ordered us to wear those damn vests." He smiled and shook his head. "I don't like admitting it, but for once the brass was right."

The ambulance turned a corner, went up a hill, then it stopped and began backing up. The medics got out, opened the doors, unlocked the stretcher, and took it out.

"Well, Officer Tim," Lucy Dreher said. "Nice to see you again. What have you been up to?"

"Getting myself shot," Tim replied.

"Well," Lucy said, "let's get you onto one of these gurneys so we can see how much damage was done."



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 19



"I think we're just about finished, Mrs. Tate," Sgt. Tyler told Heidi. It was daylight. The sergeant had recorded Heidi's halting description of her relationship with Milt Bingham while other officers did what they needed to do outside. "This Bingham guy obviously wasn't screwed together too tight," the sergeant said. "You were damn lucky."

"I...I guess so," Heidi replied. "I...I still can't believe this all happened, that Milt...that he would do something like this! I...I never, ever dreamed it could be him! He...he seemed so gentle, so nice..."

"You can never tell about people," the detective said. "It's pretty wild, one of the weirdest cases I've worked on, I'll tell you."

The phone rang. Sergeant Tyler picked it up. "Sergeant Tyler, Jamestown P.D.," she said. She listened. "Yes, she is. No, she's fine. Would you like to talk to her?" She looked at Heidi. "It's a guy who says his name is Bob Samuelson," she said. "He wants to talk to you."

Heidi took the phone. "Hello, Bob?" she said.

"Heidi, are you all right?" Bob asked. "I couldn't believe it when I saw the news this morning. Are you all right?"

"I...I'm fine," Heidi replied. "I...I wasn't hurt. The police they...they killed the man who...who was doing this."

"Do they know who it was?" Bob asked.

Heidi wasn't sure whether she should tell Bob who had been terrorizing her. "Just a minute, Bob," she said. She put her hand over the mouthpiece. "He wants to know who was doing this," she told Sergeant Tyler. "Should I tell him?"

Sergeant Tyler shook her head. "Not now," she said.

"Ah...Bob, the police don't want me to tell you," Heidi said. "It...the man's name...it will be released later, I'm sure."

"Are you sure you're OK, Heidi?" Bob asked. "Do you need anything? Is there anything I can do?"

"No, Bob, honestly, I'm fine," Heidi said. "The police got him before he could get to me."

"Thank God," Bob said. "Look, you know our number. If Joanna and I can do anything, anything at all, please call us."

"Thanks, Bob," Heidi said. "I will." She put the phone down and looked at Sergeant Tyler. "Tim...Jackman, the officer who...who was shot, how is he?"

"I don't know," the detective said. "From what I understand, his injuries weren't too serious. He's at the hospital."

"I...I have to go see him," Heidi said.

"Look, Mrs. Tate," Sergeant Tyler said, "you've had a really crazy night. Why don't you get some rest? I'm sure officer Jackman's fine. I'll check with the hospital and let you know. You can visit him later today if you want to."

"I want to go to the hospital and see him," Heidi insisted. "I...he saved my life. I...I have to." She had to see Tim herself, to know he really was all right.

"I'll see if I can get someone to drive you to the hospital," Sergeant Tyler said.

Lucy, another nurse, and two orderlies lifted Tim gently from the emergency room gurney and laid him in a hospital bed. The orderlies took the gurney and left.

Lucy pulled the sheet up over Tim and brushed her hand lightly over his forehead. "There," she said. "All set. I'm going off duty, but I'll stop up when I come in tonight to see how you are." She smiled at him. "Don't you go getting all excited now. You get to breathing too hard, it's going to hurt like hell." She patted his hand and chuckled. "You know, you didn't have to do all this to get to see me again, you could have called."

"Yeah, sure," Tim said. He knew exactly what Lucy was talking about. There was no problem of that. Sex was the farthest thing from his mind. Damn, it hurt to move.

Lucy bent over and kissed Tim lightly on the cheek. "See you later, Officer Tim," she said. She smiled at her colleague. "Take good care of him, Sarah, he's quite a guy. From what his buddies tell me, he's an honest-to-God hero."

"I will," the other nurse said.

Lucy left the room and the other nurse picked up Tim's arm and wrapped a blood pressure cuff around it. "Got to take your vital signs," she said. "Then I'll give you some pain medication. I can tell from the way you're moving that it hurts."

"Yeah," Tim said. "It sure as hell does."

The nurse finished taking his vital signs, then left the room. She returned carrying a hypodermic needle.

"Can't you give me pills?" Tim asked. "I hate needles."

"Sorry," the nurse replied. "Doctor's orders. Pills take too long to work. He wants you to have shots for a day or two. Where do you want it, arm or butt?"

"Arm," Tim replied. "No way in hell am I going to roll over."

The shot wasn't too bad. Almost immediately after he got it, Tim began feeling sleepy. Then he was asleep and dreaming...

Heidi was smiling at him. "I have a surprise for you," she said, her voice husky.

He wasn't sure what his lover was talking about. "What is it?" he asked.

Heidi smiled. "If I tell you what it is, it won't be a surprise," she said. "Go get in bed. You'll see. To bed with you, young man, now!"

He smiled at her. "Your wish is my command," he said. He headed for the bedroom. He had no idea what Heidi was up to, but judging from the way she looked when she said she had a surprise he knew it would be an exciting surprise. He went up the stairs, walked into her bedroom, took off his clothes, and got in bed.

He heard Heidi come up the stairs, then walk down the hallway. He was disappointed when she went by the bedroom and down the hall to the bathroom. Listening intently, he heard her moving around, and wondered what she was up to. He continued to lay in bed waiting for her, filled with anticipation. He couldn't imagine what she had in mind. He heard the bathroom door open, then close. Then Heidi appeared in the bedroom doorway. He looked at her and couldn't breathe. 

"Heidi, my...God!!!" he gasped.

The hall light shining through the diaphanous material of the incredibly sheer garments Heidi wore highlighted the lush curves of her compact, near-perfect body. She walked toward him, a vision of loveliness gliding across the bedroom.

"Do...do you...you like it?" she whispered.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful!" he croaked.

Heidi walked to the bed and sat down next to him. "I'm glad you like it," she said. "I bought it a long, long time ago, for a special occasion. But none that I wanted to wear it for ever happened until I met you. Now I'm going to make you feel very, very good. Lay back."

He did what she told him to do, unable to take his eyes off the glorious apparition before him. He shook as she slid the covers down, then her hands began to move over him, her touch feather-light, teasing, tantalizing.

"Ohhhhhh!!! God, Heidi, that feels so good!!" he whispered as her hands moved everywhere over his body. Everywhere, that is, except for the one place he wanted to feel her caresses; his erection which stood rampant, pointing at the ceiling. Heidi continued her soft caresses, reducing him to a quivering mass of flesh, groaning and twisting on the bed. At last she ceased her caresses and stood up. Wide-eyed, gasping for breath, he watched her slowly let the robe slide down off her shoulders and drop to the floor.

He reached for her. "Heidi, please!!!" he groaned. "I...I need you!"

Heidi stepped back a step. She slid one of the straps of her negligee off a shapely shoulder. Then she did the other one. Slowly, clinging to her curves all the way, the filmy garment slid down her body.

He was almost insane with need. He wished he could jump off the bed, grab her, and ravish her, but he couldn't move. He had always known she was beautiful and desirable, but the way she looked now, what she'd done to him, made her seem even more so. Again, he reached out for her.

Heidi moved slowly back to the bed, climbed onto it. She straddled him, slid her body up his, then got to her knees. He felt her hand grasp his erection, then he gasped as the tip slid between the humid lips of her vagina. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" he groaned. "Oh, Heidi, please!!! Please!!!"

His hard, throbbing penis moved slowly into her, until her pubic hair mingled with his and their pubic bones began grinding. When he was all the way in her, Heidi sat there, not moving. Wonderful sensations spread through his body. Then she started rocking her hips.

He couldn't believe how sweet Heidi's actions felt. As the walls of her clutching tube slid along the sides of his rigid pole, glorious sensations coursed through him, filling him with warmth and delight.

Heidi moved slowly, tantalizing him, driving him wilder and wilder. Then her body stiffened and began to quiver.  "Tim!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she cried. Her body went wild. "So...so goooooddddddddd!!!! So goooooooodddddddddddd!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

"Unnnnnnnhhhhhhhh!!!! Unnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" he roared, erupting into her like a human volcano.

Heidi's wild motions finally stilled, she collapsed atop him, and they slept.

While Tim was dreaming about her, Heidi walked into the hospital and found out what his room number was, then she walked down the hall to the nurse's station.

One of the nurses at the nurse's station, a friend of Heidi's, looked up and smiled at her. "Hi, Heidi," she said.

"Hi, Sarah," Heidi replied. "I'd like to see Tim Jackman."

"He's in 105," Sarah replied. "I just gave him a shot of pain meds. I think he's asleep. He a friend of yours?"

"Ah...he saved my life," Heidi replied. She told her friend what had happened.

"My God!" her friend said. "I heard about all that on the news. I didn't realize it was you. It must have been awful for you."

"It was," Heidi said, "but it's over now. I think I'll go down to Tim's room. I won't wake him." She started down the hall, found Tim's room, and silently walked in. He lay on the bed, eyes closed, breathing evenly, a smile on his face. She walked over to the bed, caressed his forehead softly, then she sat down in a chair next to the bed.

"I love you, Tim Jackman," she thought. "I know that now. I don't know what will happen when you wake up, but I do know I love you."

Then, as she sat next to the young man who'd saved her life, exhaustion overwhelmed her and she fell asleep.




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 20



When the nurse came in to take Tim's vital signs, she had to wake him up. He turned his head and saw Heidi, sound asleep, sitting in the chair next to his bed. His heart began to pound and he looked at his nurse. "How long has she been here?" he whispered.

The nurse wrapped the blood pressure cuff around his arm. "I think about four hours," she said. "She came in just after I gave you the pain shot. I'm not surprised she's asleep. She looked beat when she came in."

"She ought to be, after what's been happening to her," Tim said. He kept looking at Heidi. He couldn't stop. She was wearing a sweat suit, had on no makeup, and her hair was disheveled, but he thought she looked prettier than any woman he'd ever seen.

"You know her?" the nurse asked. The look in the young policeman's eyes as he gazed at Heidi wasn't lost on her.

Tim nodded, keeping his eyes on Heidi. "Yeah," he said. "I knew her in school."

Heidi heard them talking and opened her eyes. She looked at Tim, saw him looking at her, and smiled. "Hi, Tim," she said.

"Hi, Heidi," Tim replied. He reached out his hand and she took it. Warmth ran up his arm as her fingers nestled in his. "You OK?"

"I'm fine," Heidi replied. "Thanks to you."

"I was just doing my job," Tim said.

The nurse stuck a thermometer in his mouth, shutting him up. "That's what all the cops and firemen who come in here say," she told Heidi. "I never seen guys like them. They risk their necks, get hurt, and all they say afterward is, 'I was just doing my job.'"

"He...he got shot trying to protect me," Heidi said. "He...he shot a man who...who was trying to...to hurt me."

"No kidding?" the nurse said. "So he really is a hero, huh?" She chuckled. "I guess it's good we aren't doing rectal temps, then, huh?"

Heidi laughed.

Tim, the thermometer still in his mouth, groaned. He didn't see what was so funny.

"How long have you been a police officer?" Heidi asked Tim after the nurse left.

"About a year, now," Tim said.

"I didn't know," Heidi said. "I...I often wondered about you, how you were, what you were doing, but..."

"I've thought about you a lot, too," Tim said. "I..."

Before he could finish what he was saying, two men walked into the room. Tim and Heidi looked toward the doorway.

"Your honor," Chief of Police Dexter Pollard said, "this is our department's newest hero, Officer Tim Jackman. He's the one who stopped that sick S.O.B. I was telling you about."

Mayor Richard Lincoln walked to Tim's bed and grabbed the young man's hand. "I'm honored to meet you, Officer Jackman," he said. "You represent what I want all of our police officers to stand for."

"I...I was just doing my job, sir," Tim protested. "The other guys would have done the same thing I did. I mean, Sergeant Dawson, he..."

"We're awarding you the Medal of Valor, Tim," Chief Pollard said. "Sergeant Dawson, too. Actually, it will be Lieutenant Dawson once I have the time to process his promotion papers."

"Ah...thank you, sir," Tim said, stunned. The Medal of Valor was the department's highest honor. Few officers ever got it. He never dreamed he'd be one of them. "I...I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything, young man," the chief continued. "Your actions said enough. I'm very proud of you. We all are. If you continue with such a high level of performance, I'm sure you have a very good future in the department. In fact, I wouldn't be at all surprised if you weren't offered the opportunity to transfer to the detective division in six months or so. By the way, we got hold of your parents where they were staying in Florida. They're on their way back, should be here any time. Some of our people are meeting them at the airport."

"Transfer...?" Tim was stunned. A transfer to detectives was his goal. "Detectives? Me?"

"If your performance reports continue to be as good as they have been up to now, that wouldn't surprise me," the chief said. "I assure you, I'll be reviewing them carefully." He turned to Heidi. "And who is this lovely lady?"

"Ah...Chief Pollard, Your Honor, this is Mrs. Tate, she's the lady..." he began.

"Mrs. Tate!" Chief Pollard reddened. "Please, forgive me, Mrs. Tate. I didn't realize..." He turned to the mayor. "Your Honor, this is the lady whose life Officer Jackman saved."

"I'm honored to meet you, Mrs. Tate," the mayor said, actively pumping Heidi's hand. "I hope you are satisfied with the performance of our police department."

"Very much so," Heidi said. "Especially the performance of Officer Jackman."

"And well you should be," the mayor said. He let go of Heidi's hand and turned to the chief. "Well, I suppose we should be going, Chief," he said. "Officer Jackman needs his rest."

"Yes," the chief said. "Mrs. Tate, can we offer you a ride somewhere?"

"Ah, no, but thank you," Heidi said. "I...I was just thanking Officer Jackman for all he's done for me. I...I'd like to talk with him a bit longer."

"Fine," the chief said. He looked at Tim. "By the way, Tim, the doctors tell me you should be able to return to duty in about a month. Take all the time off you need."

"Thank you, sir," Tim said.

He and Heidi watched the chief and mayor leave the room. Then Heidi turned to him. "You are a hero," she said softly. "My hero."

Tim felt his face getting hot. "Aw, Heidi..." he protested.

Heidi bent over and kissed him. She felt his arms go around her, and the kiss became much more than she intended it to when she bestowed it on him. When, finally, it ended, she stood next to the bed, her heart pounding, her breathing ragged, clutching his hand.

"That felt wonderful," Tim said softly. "Heidi, I..."

"Timothy!" a feminine voice said. "My God! Are you all right? My baby!"

Heidi stepped back to let the young man's parents approach the bed. Both of them looked at her, then at their son.

"Mom, Dad, this is Heidi Tate," Tim said.

"You're the lady..." Tim's father said.

"Yes," Heidi said, "I'm the person whose life your son saved."

"You were school nurse at the high school, weren't you?" Tim's mother said.

"I still am," Heidi replied. She felt a bit uncomfortable there, with Tim's parents, so she took a deep breath. "Tim, I think I'll go home now," she said, although she really didn't want to. "I'll come back later."

"You better," he said. He was very aware of his parents' puzzled looks. He'd explain who Heidi was and why she was there after she left. He reached out his hand and Heidi took it. "I do want you to come back," he said.

"I will," Heidi told him. She reluctantly let go of his hand and left the room.

"Timothy, are you really all right?" Tim's mother asked once Heidi was gone.

"Yeah, son, are you sure?" his father added. "What kinda gun did the guy have, where did he hit you?"

"Mom, I'm fine," Tim told his concerned mother, who was clutching his hand. "I really am. I had my vest on. I've got a heck of a bruise, but no broken ribs, even. They did all kinds of X-rays and even a CAT Scan." He looked at his father. "I think it was a 9 mm., Dad," he said. "I didn't really see the gun."

"Oh," his father said, sounding a bit disappointed. Almost from the minute Tim had joined the police force, his father had turned into one of the biggest police buffs in town. His father had a very expensive police scanner, and would spend hours listening to it, then critique the calls with Tim.

"Chief Pollard and the mayor were here just before you guys got here," Tim said.

"You gonna get promoted for this?" his father asked.

"No, Dad," the young man replied. "I've only been on the job a year. How would that look?"

"You oughta be promoted, doin' what you did," his father said.

"Tim," his mother said, "that woman, Mrs. Tate, what was she doing here?"

"I...she just came to see how I was," Tim replied. He felt his ears heating up. "I mean, I saved her life and all, and she's grateful."

"I see," his mother said, looking at him carefully. Tim knew the look, and also knew his mother wasn't accepting his answer, not one little bit.

"She's a good-looking lady," his father said. "Damn good-looking." He ignored his wife's frosty glare and kept talking. "Damn, Millie, if she was the school nurse when Tim was in school, she can't be too much younger than we are. I wish..."

"Dad, did I tell you we got new computer terminals in the cruisers?" Tim said. He could see the direction his father's thoughts were going, and didn't want a fight starting between his parents in his hospital room.

"Really?" his father said. "What kind?"




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 21



Heidi took a cab home from the hospital. Despite the excitement she felt, she fell asleep on the trip. When she arrived home, she was surprised to find that her house, despite the fact that it had been the site of violence and death the night before, looked pretty much the way it always did.

When she reached the front door, she found a note stuck under the brass door knocker. She took it off, and read it:

Heidi,

Some of the kids in my first period class were talking about what happened, and were worried about you. That led to a discussion of what we might be able to do to help. I called to talk with you, but a police officer answered and said you'd gone to the hospital. He said they were almost finished, but the place was a mess.

Well, one thing led to another, and a bunch of kids and I came over, with the principal's permission, of course, and got things straightened up. Hope we did OK.

	Lois

	Lois was Lois Tillman, a teacher at the high school, and a close friend of Heidi's. Heidi began to cry after she finished reading the note. So many people were being so nice to her. She never knew that many people cared about her. She let herself in the house, went upstairs, peeled her clothes off, and got into the shower. Maybe a long, hot shower would help wash away the memories of what had happened to her.

"I think that's about it," Detective Lieutenant Louis Feldman told Tim. Lieutenant Feldman and his partner, Sergeant Amos Grigsby, were the department's two homicide investigators. Their expertise--even if it was somewhat limited because Jamestown didn't have many homicides--in investigating deaths meant they also investigated all officer-involved shootings.

"Yeah," Grigsby said. "We listened to the dispatch tapes, interviewed Sergeant Dawson, and all the other officers at the scene. Looks to me like it was a righteous shoot. Damn righteous. You did a damn good job Jackman."

The massive black detective shook his head. "Dawson's got to be one of the luckiest bastards in the world," he said. "If he hadn't tripped, he'd be a hurting unit. We found the slug in the fence behind where he was standing when the guy shot at him. Woulda got him right between the eyes."

"Damn!" Tim said.

"Amos is right about this being a righteous shooting," Lieutenant Feldman said. "You're on administrative leave, with pay, pending completion of our investigation," he continued. "That's department policy. But as far as I'm concerned, this interview with you wraps the investigation up. The Prosecuting Attorney will review our report, but I wouldn't worry, kid. You done good. Damn good. How you doing about shooting a guy?"

"I hadn't really thought about it," Tim said. "Other than that I was glad I got him and not the other way around."

"Good," Feldman said. "Look, I had to shoot a guy after I was on the job about three years. Really fucked up my life for a while. Last year, I went down to the FBI Academy and learned a bunch of stuff about what can happen to you after you're involved in a shooting. Here..." He reached into his briefcase and brought out a sheaf of papers. "Read this, all of it. I'll stop by and talk to you again in a couple of days to see how you're doing."

"Thanks, Lieutenant," Tim said.

Heidi got out of the shower, dried herself off, and did her hair. Then she went back to her bedroom. After pondering what to wear for a long time, she finally settled on a soft-looking blue fleece sweatshirt and black checked leggings. It was a comfortable outfit and, since she planned to be sitting in the hospital with Tim, the outfit would be fine.

She donned some underwear, then sat down at her dressing table to apply her makeup. She looked at herself in the mirror, then a horrible thought occurred to her. "Tim...Tim could have been the one who was killed!" she thought. "If...if he had, I'd have never..."

She began to sob. After a while, she got herself under control, finished doing her makeup, and got dressed. She checked herself in the mirror one last time, then headed for the hospital.

Tim's parents came back after Lieutenant Feldman and Sgt. Grigsby left. They chatted a while, then Tim's father, antsy about being cooped up in the hospital room, stood up. "I'm hungry, I'm going down to the coffee shop," he said.

"I'll stay here," Tim's mother said. "I'm not hungry."

"Be back in a while, son," Mr. Jackman said, then he left the room.

"That woman," Tim's mother said the minute her husband was out of the room, "Mrs. Tate. What's going on with the two of you?"

"I don't know what you mean, Mom," Tim said. In truth, nothing was going on. Something had been going on, but that was years ago, and he didn't think his mother needed to know about that.

His mother gave him the exasperated look she so often did when she knew he wasn't telling her everything. "Timothy, I'm your mother," she said. "But I'm also a woman. I saw the way she was looking at you and I heard the way she talked to you. And I...I saw the way you were looking at her. Is...is there something going on between the two of you?"

"Mom, I haven't seen Mrs. Tate since I graduated," Tim said. "First time I saw since then her was when they were taking me to the ambulance after the shooting."

His mother shook her head. "Timothy, I don't think you're being totally honest with me," she said. "There's something between the two of you. I can feel it."

Tim sighed. His mother wasn't going to let up on this. And she'd find out sooner or later, anyhow, so... He took a deep breath, as deep as he could considering how sore his chest was. "Look, Mom," he said, "I...I had a wicked crush on Heidi...Mrs. Tate...when I was in school, OK? I thought I was over it, but maybe I'm not. I think what you saw and heard from her was gratitude."

"Maybe," his mother said pensively. "Maybe that's all it was, but I'm not so sure. She looks young, but she's quite a bit older than you, isn't she?"

"Ah...yeah, I guess so," Tim said. "I...I don't really know how old she is." That wasn't true. Tim knew exactly how old Heidi was, and when her birthday was, too. "So?"

"I guess it isn't important," his mother said. Then she peered at him carefully. "Or is it?"

Tim decided to be honest. "Look, Mom," he said. "I...I gotta tell you. I...I think what I feel for Heidi is more than a crush. I...I guess I...I'm in love with her. I...I think I've been in love with her for a long time, maybe since school. But she's not in love with me. Like I said, until last night, I hadn't seen her in three years."

Heidi arrived at the door to Tim's room just as he was telling his mother he was in love with her. She was stunned to hear his admission, so stunned she couldn't move. She remained in the hall, leaning against the wall, listening to Tim and his mother talk. "He...he said he's in love with me!" she thought, her mind spinning. "My God! I...I don't believe it! Tim's still in love with me after all this time!"

"I see," Mrs. Jackman said. "I thought so. And I think she cares deeply for you, too, son. At least that's the way it looked to me. The looks she was giving you weren't just looks of gratitude."

"Mom, I think you're wrong," Tim said. He wanted very much to believe his mother was right, but was afraid to accept her assessment. "I...I don't think she's interested in me at all."

Heidi stood in the hall, listening to the mother-son conversation. "Oh, Tim!" she thought. "You're wrong. So wrong! I...I do love you. I do!" She felt tears, tears of joy, welling up in her eyes.

"Would that bother you?" Tim asked his mother. "If Heidi and I were in love, I mean."

Mrs. Jackman sat on the hospital bed next to her son, thinking. "I...I guess not," she said finally. "I love you, Timothy. All I've ever wanted was for you to be happy. You know I wasn't thrilled when you decided to become a policeman, and now you know why. But it was what you wanted, and it made you happy. I can't say that I wouldn't like it a lot better if you had told me you were in love with a woman closer to your age than mine, but..." She shrugged. "Love isn't something we can control, is it?" She laughed. "I mean, look at your father and me. There are times I could smack him upside the head with a cast-iron frying pan. But, as exasperating as he can be, I can't help loving him." Her eyes softened and she took Tim's hand. "Does Heidi know you're in love with her?"

Tim shook his head. "No. I...I don't think so," he said.

"You ought to tell her," his mother said, squeezing his hand. "Soon. If you don't, you'll be sorry." She smiled. "She is beautiful, and she seems nice..."

"She's wonderful," Tim said. "She really is."

"Mrs. Tate!" Tim's father said, startling Heidi. "Go on in. You don't need to wait in the hall just because my wife's in with Tim."

Heidi had been about to leave, but any chance of doing that now was gone, she realized. Mr. Jackman had hold of her arm and was escorting her into Tim's room.

"Look what I found out in the hall," Mr. Jackman said as they walked into the room.

"Hi, Heidi," Tim said. His face was very warm.

"Hello, Heidi," Mrs. Jackman said. She noticed that her son was blushing and so was Heidi.

"Ah...hello, Mrs. Jackman," Heidi said. "I..." She knew she was blushing, but she couldn't stop herself.

"I'm starved," Tim's mother said, getting off the bed. She leaned over and kissed Tim. "You do what I told you, Timothy, and you do it now," she said. "Do you hear me?"

"Ah, yeah, ah, sure, Mom," Tim replied.

"I love you, Tim," his mother said, squeezing his hand, then releasing it.

"I love you, too, Mom," Tim replied.

Mr. Jackman stood there, looking puzzled. "Wait a minute, not fifteen minutes ago, you told me you weren't hungry, now you're starving?" he said. "I just barely got back from the dining room and now you..."

"I want something to eat," his wife said. She took his arm and turned him toward the door. "Besides, we really should get home and unpack."

"Ah...sure, ah..." Tim's father stammered as his wife led him toward the door. "See you tomorrow, son. I love you."

"I love you, too, Dad," Tim called.

After Tim's parents were gone, he and Heidi looked at each other. "I...ah...I..." Tim began.

"Tim, I..." Heidi said, at exactly the same time.

"Time to take your vital signs," the nurse said, walking into the room.

"Everything's looking good," the nurse said when she finished. "The doctor says you can go home tomorrow."

"That's good news," Tim said.

"Thought you'd like it," the nurse said, smiling. "Well, I have to go. There are sick patients who need me." She walked out.

Heidi moved next to the bed. Tim reached out his hand and she took hold of it and clutched it in both of hers. "Tim...I..."

"Heidi," he said, "I'm in love with you. I need to tell you that. I've been in love with you ever since..."

"I love you, too, Tim," Heidi told him. "I've been really stupid. I should never, ever, have let you go and, unless you tell me to go away, I'll never leave you again. Ever!"

Tim pulled her down onto him and kissed her deeply. When the kiss ended, he gazed into her eyes. "If you ever try to leave me again, I'm going to put handcuffs on you," he said.




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 22



Passion In James County IV: Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 22

Before she left the hospital, Heidi confirmed that Tim was, in fact, being discharged the next day. She decided to call his parents to ask them if it was all right if she picked Tim up at the hospital after he was discharged. As she pulled into the driveway of her home, an idea occurred to her.

"The condo!" she thought. She and her ex-husband had purchased a condominium at a ski resort years earlier. She got it as part of the divorce settlement, but hadn't used it in ages. The company that managed the condo complex had been renting it for her, but now she had an idea of how she could use it. She and Tim.

Inside her house, she sat down at the phone, looked up the Jackmans' phone number, then she pondered how to tell them what she wanted to do. Finally, her hands trembling, she dialed the number.

"Hello?" Tim's mother said.

"Mrs. Jackman, this is Heidi Tate," Heidi began, "I...ah...there's something I'd like to do and I'd like your permission." Hesitantly, she told the woman what her plan was.

"I think that would be wonderful!" Mrs. Jackman said, surprising Heidi. "It seems to me that getting away like that would do both of you a world of good."

"Ah...you do?" Heidi replied. She'd expected at least some resistance. "I...you really don't mind?"

"Well, I would like to have Tim home, but we don't really have the room, and I doubt very much he'd want to stay here with all of us old folks anyhow," Mrs. Jackman said. "And I'm sure he'd much rather be with you."

"Ah, well, ah, I...thank, you," Heidi said.

"I'll go over to Tim's place and get some things together," Mrs. Jackman said. "You can pick them up here on the way to the hospital."

"Thank you, Mrs. Jackman," Heidi said. "Thank you very much."

Next she called the principal and told him she was taking a few weeks off.

"That's fine, Heidi," he said. "Take all the time you need. Your job will be waiting when you come back."

"Thank you," Heidi said.

Heidi began packing. By the time she went to bed, everything she needed for the surprise she planned for Tim was in her car.

Tim was surprised when Heidi, and not his parents, walked into his room the next morning. That she was carrying a small suitcase surprised him even more. She laid the suitcase on the foot of his bed, kissed him, then straightened up.

"Your mother put some clothes for you to wear in there," she said, nodding toward the suitcase. "Get dressed, I'm taking you out of here."

"You are?" Tim said. "I thought..."

"Get dressed," Heidi said. "I'm going to go down and get your nurse to come and give you whatever instructions the doctor has left for you."

"Yes, ma'am," Tim said. He got dressed and waited for Heidi to return. His heart pounding, he went to the door to see where she was. She was walking down the hall beside his nurse, chatting with her colleague, and didn't see him. He watched her approach him. He thought she looked ravishing. She was wearing a pair of form-fitting jeans, topped with a loose white blouse, over a turquoise tank top. She had on just a trace of makeup, and her short, straight pale hair framed her lovely face.

He stepped back into the room and sat down on the bed. The nurse and Heidi came in and went through the list of "do's and don'ts" the doctor had ordered. Then she had him sign some papers and left the room.

Once the nurse was gone, Tim stood up and wrapped his arms around Heidi. She tilted her face up and he kissed her. The kiss, which was fervent and thrilling, brought back a lot of memories for him. The softness of her, the sweetness of her lips, the pressure of her body against his, all of those sensations combined to give him an instant erection. He cupped her bottom in his hands and pulled her against him.

Heidi broke the kiss and leaned back in Tim's arms. She felt his erection and kept her hips pressed against him, moving them slightly. She smiled and said, "That feels wonderful, darling. But we have to get going."

"Let's," Tim said. He couldn't wait to get home so he and Heidi could be alone.

They walked out of the hospital holding hands and got into Heidi's car. She drove out of the parking lot, excited about the surprise she'd planned for Tim. She turned onto the highway and began heading out of town.

"Hey, wait a minute," he protested. "Where are we going?"

Heidi looked over at him and smiled. "It's a surprise," she said. She reached over and laid her hand in his. "I think you'll like it."

She fended off his questions as they drove and, eventually, they arrived at the condominium complex, just after noon. Heidi parked in the lot of the rustic-looking lodge, checked in, got the keys to her unit, then drove her condominium.

"What is this?" Tim asked. "Whose place is this?"

"It's mine," Heidi said. "I've owned it for years, but I haven't been here in a long, long time. I thought, maybe, it would be a nice place for both of us to rest up."

"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed.

They walked arm-in-arm along a board walkway to the condo. Heidi unlocked the door and they went inside. "Well," she said, "here we are."

Tim was quiet. His eyes were wide, his breathing was a little ragged. He looked around.

The condominium was relatively new and the decor was modern, but very cozy. There was a fireplace - stocked with wood, a big color TV, even a VCR. The unit had a kitchen, and on the level below that, a living room and dining area. Off that a porch, accessible through large sliding glass doors ran the full width of the unit. There were two bathrooms, one of which housed a sauna, the other a Jacuzzi. The bed in the master bedroom was king-sized.

Neither of them spoke. Tim clutched Heidi's hand, looking around in amazement. "I...I've never, ever, been in a place like this," he stammered. "I had no idea you owned a place like this. This is wonderful!"

"Come with me," Heidi said softly. She led Tim to the bedroom, her heart pounding, barely able to breathe.

In the bedroom the lovers looked into each other's eyes. As if drawn by unseen forces, their faces moved together and their lips met in a kiss that was soft, yet urgent and passionate. It left both of them weak. Lips and tongues working and searching, they held the kiss for a long time.

Gasping with breathlessness and passion, they finally ended the kiss.

"This seems so right," Heidi said softly.

Tim didn't say a word, he just sought her mouth once again. When the second kiss ended, they walked over to the bed and sat down.

Without speaking, Tim began to remove Heidi's clothing. He took the sweater off first, dropping it on a chair next to the bed. While he did that, she began unbuttoning his shirt. He caressed her face and bare shoulders, bringing soft murmurs of pleasure from her. His hands moved to her breasts, the perfect orbs he loved so much to fondle, but which he'd been denied for so long. Gently, he brought the tips to full extension.

Heidi groaned and trembled as her nipples swelled in response to Tim's insistent, loving caresses. She hadn't felt this wonderful in so long! "Kiss them, Tim! Please kiss them!" she begged. It had been an eternity since she'd known the delight of feeling his lips on her breasts!

Tim did and felt her tremble even more. One at a time, he sucked the extended fleshy nubs into his mouth, nursing like a baby, lashing them with his tongue. Heidi's arms encircled his head, pressing him to her.

"Oh, God, Tim!!! Oh, God!!!" she groaned. "Oh, darling!"

While his mouth was busy on her chest, Tim's hands went to the waist of Heidi's jeans and pushed them down. She hadn't bothered to put on underwear, so he quickly had her nude. He gazed at her adoringly and was once again struck by how breathtakingly beautiful she was.

He began stroking her legs and buttocks, entranced, as always, by the silken softness of her skin. Her hips began rotating, and the muscles in those lovely buttocks tightened and relaxed under his caresses. The touch of his hands and lips was obviously causing Heidi considerable delight, and she cooed with pleasure. 

"Ohhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhh, Tim, darling!!!!" she murmured. Passionate sounds continued to pour from Heidi as her body responded avidly to his loving caresses.

He cupped her buttocks again, pulled her to him, and their lips joined, fanning the fires of passion in both of them to open conflagrations of need.

Heidi's arms wrapped around Tim, and she hugged him with surprising strength while her hips bucked forward, seeking him. Her stiff nipples rubbed against his bare chest. He laid her back on the bed, quickly, shed what remained of his clothes and rolled on top of her, between her legs. Hovering over her, he planted kisses on her chest, then her breasts, stretching each nipple out and letting it pop out of his mouth. "Ahhhhh!!!! Darling!!! Tim!!! Tim, darling!!!!" she moaned, the mellifluent sound she made stirred him.

Downward Tim kissed, licking and touching every square inch of her exposed body his lips could reach. It was heavenly! Her skin was so soft, smooth, and warm! He wanted to keep this up as long as possible!

At last, while Heidi continued to writhe and moan from the passion evoked by Tim's caresses, his lips reached her pubic hair, went on through it, and covered her sex.

"Agggghhhhh!!!" Heidi cried, her hips rising off the bed, forcing her vaginal lips against Tim's searching mouth. She experienced sensations sweeter than any she'd known in ages.

Tim cupped a buttock in each hand and began to pay homage to her middle with his lips and tongue.

"Yessssss!!! Yessssss!!!!" Cries of ecstasy continued to pour from Heidi as Tim's found her clit and drew it into his mouth as far as it would go.

"Timmmmm!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!!" Heidi moaned and her hips went wild.

Tim found his oral contact with her, in itself, a supremely wonderful experience; a kaleidoscope of sound, motion, taste and sensation. Her scent was sweet, clean, and filled his nose. Her labia were soft and silky, made slippery by the gushing juices of her excitement. She tasted wonderful, more wonderful than he remembered! The more of her he tasted, the more he wanted!

He savored her moans and cries of passion, and the wild gyration of her hips as he delved into every area of her vagina. What was even more fantastic was that he found he was getting as much pleasure as he was giving!

"Oh, God, Tim!!! Oh, God!!! Please, Tim!!! Please!!!! Yessss!!! Please!!!!!" Heidi cried as Tim's oral assault continued unabated. This was far more wonderful than she'd dreamed it would be! How had she managed without him all those years?

Heidi's movements were so wild Tim had trouble keeping his mouth where he wanted it to be. His face was coated with her juices, and her motions grew still wilder. He knew she was nearing her peak and kept on.

"Gaaaaaaadddddd!!! Don't stoppppp!!! Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!! Don't stoppppp!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Heidi cried when her desire exploded into ecstasy. Up and down her hips pumped, her legs clamping Tim's head, locking his mouth against her. He was afraid he'd suffocate, but as her moans and movements reached a crescendo, he found he didn't care. In his mind's eye, he tried to picture her lovely body arching, writhing, then relaxing, swept by the throes of passion. Passion he'd evoked in her!

Although it seemed to go on forever, Heidi's orgasm did pass, and she moved slowly onto the down-slope of passion. Still he kept licking, kissing, and sucking her middle, until she collapsed, limp, onto the bed. Finally, when she lay still, her legs wide open in front of him, he lifted his face from her and sat back on his knees.

He'd seen her nude, had touched and kissed just about all of her body, yet he found that each time he looked at her was like the first time. The lovely soft white-blonde hair, the fineness of her features, the perfect shape of her body, the oh-so-perfect breasts and their darker tips, half-hard and moving evenly with her breathing; all of it was an incredibly exciting vision to they young man's adoring eyes. Though he'd shared passion with her many times, he found that he wanted her as much as he ever had!


He moved closer to her, his erection preceding him.

Heidi felt Tim moving and opened her eyes. Her arms came up, beckoning me. "Take me, Tim!" she said, softly, urgently. She wanted him in her, desperately! It had been far too long since she'd known the wondrous feelings he could give her!

The head of Tim's erect penis touched her moist, hot labia, sending an exquisite shock through him, making him tremble. He guided himself with his hand and slowly slid into her, until their pubic mounds were touching.

Heidi rotated her hips upward, welcoming him into her. "Yessss!!!! Oh, darling, yessssssssss!!!" she cooed as Tim entered her. The urgency in her sibilant whisper told him how much she wanted him!

The sensations were so intense, and Tim's level of excitement was so high, that once he was in Heidi, he dared not move for fear of exploding immediately. He stayed still, buried in her, savoring the fabulour feelings.

"You're so big! You fill me!" Heidi murmured. This was how making love should feel! How she always wanted it to feel!

Tim caressed her softly rounded belly, and Heidi moved slowly in response. Her gentle motions had a wild effect on him but, luckily, he'd regained some control. He reached down to the spot of their joining, found her clit, and began to caress it. Her face went slack as passion flooded her anew.

Tim's gentle, but ardent, touch caused Heidi to respond more and more insistently. She grasped her breasts and began teasing her nipples. Her mouth dropped open and her head began to roll from side to side. "Oh, God, Tim!! I'm so close!!! So close!!! Already!!!" she moaned, her hips rocking wildly.

Tim leaned forward on outstretched arms and began slow thrusts into her, withdrawing until only the tip of his penis was in her, then driving deep into her once again. Gently at first, then more and more forcefully he moved, feeling the approach of his zenith of delight. With each thrust, Heidi's hips followed his movements. Finally, his control again fading, Tim pressed deeply into her, driving her against the bed. He rotated his hips and felt Heidi match his movements.

"Ahhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!!!! Aggggaiinnnnnnn!!!! I'm commmminnnnnngggggg agggggainnnnnnnn!!!! Yessssssss!!!! Yessssssss!!!! Agggggainnnnnnnn!!!! Yesssssss!!!!! Oh, yesssssssss!!!!" Heidi cried as, for the first time in a long time, she knew the ultimate in bliss. Her body went wild and Tim's joined it.

With a groan of passion, he erupted into her.

Their bodies bucked and strained together as they shared ecstasy. Tim's orgasm was startlingly intense, the pleasurable spasms exquisite. Perfection!

Even though their peak had passed, they still ground against one another, the feelings so wonderful neither of them ever wanted to stop.

But, as good things always do, their shared joy eventually passed. Tim's erection softened, and he pulled it from Heidi, then he laid next to her on the bed. She rolled on her side, wrapped an arm around him, and he did the same, pulling her against him. He kissed Heidi softly, and she looked at him, her eyes moist, soft, and incredulous.

"I love you, Tim Jackman," she whispered.

"I love you, too, Heidi Tate," Tim replied and kissed her softly on the forehead.

Heidi's eyes closed as she pressed her full length against him. Spent, she fell into a deep sleep.

Tim laid awake holding Heidi while slept. He still found it difficult to believe that, after all this time, she was here, in his arms, and that they'd shared passion in the fullest sense of the word. He was tired but he couldn't get to sleep, so he gently eased out of her arms, got up, dressed, and covered her with a blanket. Then he went out to bring their things in from the car.

When he returned to the bedroom, Heidi was sitting up in the bed, looking frightened. "I...I didn't know where you were," she said, her voice quivering. "I...I was scared you'd left me."

"I was getting our stuff in from the car," Tim said. She looked so upset that he dropped the suitcases on the floor, went to the bed, and took her in his arms.

"I...I was afraid you left," Heidi repeated, her face pressed against his chest.

"No chance," Tim whispered as he caressed her bare back. "I'll never, ever leave you."

For a long time they sat on the bed, wrapped in each other's arms. Finally, Tim spoke. "Hey, I ought to finish getting our things in."

"OK," Heidi said softly. "I think I'll take a bath." She got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Tim went back out to the car and got the rest of their things. When he came in again, the shower was running. He hung up their clothes, then went into the bathroom for a peek, feel, and kiss. That accomplished, he went out to the living room and sat down on the large sectional sofa.

Heidi came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, walked over to the sofa, and sat down on Tim's lap. Her soft arms went around his neck and their lips sought contact. He squeezed her, and she snuggled her bottom against him.

"I can't believe how wonderful being with you is!" she said when the kiss ended. "It was marvelous!" She kissed him again.

Once more Tim was pleasantly shaken by the depth and softness of their kiss. Wild feelings roiled inside him and he felt his body responding passionately to contact with hers. The towel wrapped around her came undone and her naked form was exposed to his caresses.

"You keep this up," he gasped while Heidi kissed his neck, "and you'll have to take another shower."

"I don't care," Heidi said. She continued to kiss and lick him. She couldn't stop. This was far more wonderful than she'd dreamed it would be.

Tim felt himself growing hard again. How had he survived without her?

Heidi began unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm going to make love to you this time," she said, her hands leaving tingling trails as they moved over his flesh. A finger tentatively explored one of his nipples and he jumped.

"Feel good?" she asked.

"Yesssss!!!!" Tim replied.

She pulled his shirt out of his slacks, baring his upper body. Her hands moved over him insistently, making his throat tight, his breathing difficult. She leaned over and teased his nipples with her lips and Tim almost jumped off the sofa.

Heidi giggled. "Do you like that, Tim?" she asked.

"Uh-huh!" Tim groaned. His penis continued to swell and stiffen as Heidi worked him over. Then, suddenly, moist warmth engulfed one of his now-erect nipples as she drew it into her lovely mouth, doing to him exactly what he'd recently done to her. Tim gasped and twitched. He felt as if the top of his head was going to come off. His arms and hands moved over her naked body as best they could, but most of his strength seemed to have left him.

Heidi's hand moved to the waist of his pants, opened them, then insinuated under his clothes, grasping his erection.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!" Tim moaned.

"You're hard again!" Heidi murmured, abandoning her caresses of his nipples. "That's wonderful!" She began removing his pants.

Tim did what he could to help, then he, too, was nude. As he'd caressed her legs earlier, Heidi caressed his. First with the flat of her hands, then with her long fingernails. He felt as if his body was turning into one huge nerve ending, seeking pleasure and absorbing it, his passion building and building.

Heidi's hands returned to his waving staff, and again that sensitive organ was wrapped in soft warm flesh. She seemed fascinated by it, stroked it, examined it, and sent wild, almost unbearable, sensations coursing through the young man.

When Tim was sure he was going to come in her hand, Heidi stood up, straddled his hips, and began lowering herself onto his rampant penis.




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 22



"Ohhhhh!!!!" Tim groaned. He was afraid he'd explode into her right then, but somehow, he managed not to.

Heidi, feeling more wonderful than ever, began riding Tim, her head back, hair flying, pumping her pelvis up and down on her lover's engorged staff. She felt him grab her buttocks and jolted as his loins surged upward. Their bodies struggled in a staccato dance of passion on the sofa.

Tim couldn't wait any more. "Heidi, I'm coming!!!" he moaned, "I'm commmminnnngggggg!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Gobs of hot, sticky cream began to gush from him.

"Come, darling! Oh, yesssss!!! Take meeeeee!!!" Heidi moaned, "Oh, God, Tim! That's so hot! Oh...oh, God!!!! Yessss!!! Oh, yessss!!! Yesssssss!!!!! I'm commmminnnnngggggg tooooooo!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Her hips went wild as her body continued to strive for more and more delight. Her face was a mask of intensity. Her breasts jiggled as her body shook with paroxysm after paroxysm of joy.

Spent and satisfied, Heidi eventually relaxed in Tim's arms. Still hard, he remained in her, once more delighted by the rippling vaginal walls grasping his softening erection.

"God, was that ever fantastic!" he told her.

"Ummmm!" Heidi murmured. She wriggled against him as if trying to get closer.

Snuggled in each other's arms, they stayed on the sofa until Tim's erection softened and slid from Heidi.

"Ohhhhh!!!" she moaned. "You went away."

"It's OK for now," Tim said. "There's always later."

"I hope so," Heidi replied, kissing him, clinging to him.

Tim wasn't sure he wanted to move. Having Heidi on his lap like that, feeling as contented as he did, had a kind of timeless quality to it. Still, there was more he wanted. If it had been possible, he would have given her constant orgasms, unending pleasure. But that was unreal.

He thought about what had happened since they'd arrived. Each break they took lead to new and different ways to experience pleasure. Each time they made love had a newness that made him look forward with eagerness to times yet to come.

Heidi lifted herself off her Tim, looked down at him, and giggled. "You were right, I do need another bath," she said.

"Me, too," Tim agreed, viewing her lovely nude form with as much awe as if he were seeing it for the first time.

Heidi saw Tim's look of adoration and blushed. Having a man who adored her as openly as he did was going to take some getting used to, but she didn't mind, not at all. "I...I'm going to take my bath," she said, heading for the bathroom. "You should get cleaned up and get dressed, too. We have dinner reservations at the lodge."

A grin spread over Tim's face. "Mind if I join you in the shower?" he asked.

"What do you think?" Heidi replied.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 23



Heidi stopped at the bathroom door, turned, smiled, put her arms over her head, and stretched. She smiled at Tim, who was watching her avidly, and said, "I thought you were going to take a shower with me."

Tim took great pleasure in watching her stretch. Had their earlier love-making not been so satisfying - or abundant, her gesture might have made them late r for their dinner reservation but, sated as he was, all he just laid there on the sofa, enjoying the visual delight of seeing her stretch. "I'll be there in a minute," he said.

He did get off the sofa and join Heidi in the bathroom. They showered together, teasing and touching. Their shower was a stimulating and sensual experience that was loving yet free of the intense sexuality that had characterized their behavior since they got to the condo.

While Heidi finished drying her hair and putting on her makeup in the bathroom, Tim went out into the bedroom and got dressed. He was sitting on the bed, tying his shoes, when Heidi emerged from the bathroom, wearing only a towel. She went to her bag, got out a pair of sheer lacy bikinis, then dropped the towel and stepped into them.

Tim gazed at her, startled and delighted by the incredible grace and poise with which she moved. Seeing her scantily clad body made his pulse quicken. Despite that, he remained on the bed, doing nothing more than enjoying the view.

Heidi went to the closet, got out a light peach-colored tank dress, and slipped it on. Tim thought the peach color looked fabulous on her. The dress buttoned all the way down the front and Heidi left the top few buttons open, exposing a considerable amount of her chest. "God, Heidi, you look incredible," he told her. "That dress is really pretty. I'm not sure I should take you out in public. Someone's liable to kidnap you and drag you off to be their love slave. And what with me being injured and all, I'm not sure I could stop them."

Heidi blushed and smiled. "I thought that's what I did to you," she said.

"Yeah, I hadn't thought about it like that, but I guess that's what you did, isn't it?" Tim admitted.

Their dinner in the base lodge was marvelous. The food was wonderful, the restaurant elegant and stylish. Both Heidi and Tim found it a quiet, welcome interlude in the time of unending passion they'd been sharing since they reached the condo.

As they walked out of the restaurant, they passed the entrance to the nightclub in the lodge. A band was playing.

"Want to go in for a drink and maybe some dancing?" Tim asked.

Heidi locked her arm in his, snuggled against him, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Sure."

They spent a few hours listening to the music and dancing. Tim loved being with Heidi on the dance floor. She moved well and looked so lovely. He saw other men there watching her and giving him envious looks. The other women in the lounge didn't seem to think much of Heidi, although they kept looking at her. Tim couldn't blame them. He couldn't keep his eyes off her, either.

They were dancing a slow dance, pressed tightly against one another, moving to their own beat. Heidi kissed Tim softly on the ear and whispered, "Let's go back to our place."

"OK," he replied. He liked the sound of that. "Our place."

When the song ended, they left the lounge and walked back to their condo. Heidi gave Tim the key, he unlocked the door, and held it open for her as she walked inside.

"Get in bed," Heidi said when they were inside the condo, and the door was secure behind them. "I've got a surprise for you."

Tim couldn't imagine what kind of surprise she might have planned now. Basically, there had been one surprise after another, ever since he'd been in the hospital. The last one - the trip to the condo - was really something, so he was anxious to find out what wonders the next surprise held in store for him. He went into the master bedroom, stripped off his clothes, and slid under the covers. He propped up the pillows so he could watch Heidi.

She walked to her suitcase, took something out of it, then disappeared into the bathroom. "I'll be right with you," she yelled over her shoulder.

"Hurry!" Tim replied. He lay there in the bed, and could hear the rustle of clothing. Something was going on or, more precisely, coming off.

"Tim, turn off the lights," Heidi called from the bathroom.

Reluctantly, Tim did and the room fell into shadowy darkness. The only light came from the open bathroom door, then that light, too, went off. He heard soft footsteps on the padded carpet and strained to see. He could smell the faint, sweet scent of Heidi's perfume as she neared the bed.

"OK," she whispered, "you can turn the light on now."

The sight that greeted Tim when the light came on jolted him. Heidi had put on the a long white cotton nightgown with ruffled collar. It looked wonderful! It covered her lovely body completely, but just the same, the effect was indescribably erotic. It might have been because he knew what was hidden under the soft white fabric, he didn't know. All he did know was that he got hard immediately!

"Do you like it?" Heidi asked softly, her heart hammering.

Tim nodded. He couldn't talk. Gulping wildly, he struggled to get his breath. "Come...here," he croaked. He knew he sounded a like a frog, but he couldn't help himself.

Heidi slid under the covers, into his arms. Their lips joined, then parted, and their tongues dueled. It felt to her almost as if they were making love for the first time. "Do you really like it my nightgown?" she whispered as Tim held her tight in his arms. She had bought it to wear on this trip before picking him up at the hospital. It was the first item of clothing she'd purchased specially to wear for Tim.

"I love it!" Tim said. "It is beautiful! You are beautiful!"

Once again, their lips met and passion flared inside them. Heidi pressed against Tim and felt his hands begin to caress her.

Tim began to stroke Heidi's body through the nightgown and, as he did, he discovered that touching her through the soft cotton added a new and delightful dimension to making love. Caressing her through the nightgown was an incredibly erotic experience. Even though they had made love three times since they arrived at the condo that day, he was once again powerfully aroused.

Tim kissed the soft slope of Heidi's neck, where it joined her shoulder, then he parted the top of the gown and moved his lips onto her shoulder. While he kissed her, his hands moved over her body, searching, caressing, savoring touching her. He cupped one breast, and could feel the nipple pressing against the soft cotton. He began teasing the nipple with his finger.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Heidi moaned softly. He was, as he'd always been, so incredibly gentle and loving.

Tim kept kissing and fondling Heidi through the nightgown until he absolutely had to have contact with her bare flesh. Sliding under the covers, he tugged up the hem of the gown and began stroking her legs. Then his hand moved onto her abdomen and he heard her song of passion begin. His hand slid between her legs and he cupped her already-damp center. She groaned more fervently and pressed against his hand.

"Yessss!!! Oh, Tim, yessssss!!!" Heidi groaned. He knew exactly what to do to make her feel wonderful!

Tim located Heidi's clit and rubbed his thumb over it lightly. He slid a finger into her pulsing cavern at the same time.

"Oh, Timmmm!!! Yessss!!! Yessssss!!!" Heidi moaned, her hips surging upward. "Yessss!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

While one hand was making Heidi's hips move more and more purposefully, Tim used his other hand to slide the nightgown up farther, exposing more and more of her lovely form to his avid gaze. He looked at her and couldn't wait. He had to taste her again! He bent and captured her sex in his mouth. She groaned passionately and her hips began to bounce up and down on the bed, accompanied by her ecstatic cries of delight. Her legs shook, her hands flailed at the bed, and her body seemed to vibrate.

"Ohhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!!" Heidi cried. She couldn't keep still. Tim was making her feel too good! He had her so turned on she could barely stand it.

Tim could feel passion surging powerfully through Heidi. The quivering of her muscles as she writhed and bucked under his exploring mouth and fingers told him her orgasm was nearing. He felt the walls of her snug cavern begin to contract rhythmically around his intruding finger and knew she was right at the verge of an orgasm.

His need had grown as well. He needed Heidi as desperately as she seemed to need him. He had to have her! He moved his body between her shaking legs, withdrew his hands and mouth from her sex, and plunged his rock-hard cock into her. Ardently, he lunged against her, thrusting deep. When he was buried in her all the way, he began to rotate his hips, grinding his pubic mound against hers.

"Oh, God, Tim!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, Goddddd!!!!!" Heidi cried as she peaked and pure rapture raced through her.

The wild movements of Heidi's hips and the vibration of her vagina around Tim's plunging cock took him with her; and for the fourth time that day, his hot essence spewed out of him, filling her, laving her insides. "Unnnnnnhhhhhhh!!!!!! Oh, Heidi!!!!" he moaned. His cries mingled with Heidi's while they shared unbelievable, incredible bliss.

"Yessssss!!!! Darling, yessssss!!!! Yeaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Heidi cried, clutching Tim desperately.

Their passionate struggle continued as they wore each other down, drawing every possible bit of pleasure from their joining.

Finally, Heidi's body went slack and, except for an occasional involuntary surge of her hips caused by a small jolt of pleasure, she lay still.

Tim looked down at Heidi. Her eyes were closed, her chest rose and fell evenly. Beads of sweat gleamed between her breasts. He withdrew his softening penis from her and rolled to his side, lying full-length beside her. He put his arm around her and, sated, dozed off.

Tim was sure he was dreaming. Someone - he wasn't sure who - was making love to him and he was responding powerfully. His cock felt as hard as granite. He opened his eyes and saw that Heidi had awakened and was doing the things that had awakened him. Her soft hands moved over his penis, which had stiffened and now jutted from his loins like a throbbing flagpole. He didn't say anything, or even move. He couldn't! What she was doing made it hard for him to talk or think!

Heidi realized Tim had awakened and looked up at him. "You don't mind that I'm doing this, do you?" she asked softly.

"Only...if...if you stop," Tim gasped.

Heidi's hand continued to move up and down on his swollen member, sending lightening-bolts of exhilaration through him. She reached between his legs with her other hand, cupped his testicles, and began gently rolling the swollen nuggets in her warm hand. She loved this! She never knew what a delight it could be to make love to someone. She wanted to make him feel wonderful, as wonderful as he always made her feel!

A quiver went through Tim and his hips humped up off the bed while, slowly, insistently, Heidi continued pumping his stiff prong and fondling his balls. He experienced so much delight he was afraid he was going to explode! He'd never felt anything quite like this in his life! "Ohhhhhh!!! Godddddd!!!" he groaned while Heidi continued her wonderful manipulations. He closed his eyes. If he kept watching, he was sure he'd come, and he didn't want to do that. Not yet, anyhow! 

The sight of Heidi - who was still wearing the gorgeous white nightgown - was stupendously erotic all by itself, but then seeing what she was doing to him as well, it was too much! The nightgown made her look a bit virginal, and that, contrasted with the supremely erotic things she was doing with her hands and lips, was much more than the young man could bear. It was better not to watch.

"Unnnnnnhhhhhhh!!!!" he groaned when the tip of his erection was engulfed by warmth and wetness. She had taken him in her mouth! The sensations flooding through him made the delights that preceded them pale in comparison. He felt himself building rapidly to an explosive peak.

 Heidi's lovely lips continued to move up and down on him, leaving a trail of tingling nerves behind them. Up and down, exquisitely slowly, up and down, Heidi's lips continued, turning Tim into a mindless, moaning, pleasure-filled mass of nerves. His hips moved of their own volition, pistoning his erect cock into her oral cavity.

While Tim's groans of joy grew louder and the movements of his body became more fervent, Heidi continued sucking him and fondling his balls, piling incredible sensations on top of the ones her lips and tongue had already engendered.

"Heidi!! Oh, God, Heidi!!! I...I'm gonna come!!!" Tim groaned, trying to warn her.

Heidi's reaction surprised and delighted him. He thought she would stop, but she didn't. Intstead, her head began to rise and fall more rapidly. With a rush of delight, the young man realized she wanted him to come in her mouth!

His hands clawed at the sheets and his hips arched off the bed, driving his cock deeper into Heidi's mouth. All of his control was gone! He had to come, he had no other choice! "Gahhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" he cried, and exploded into her mouth.

It had taken Heidi a while to work up the courage to do what she was doing to Tim. She wanted very much to have him come in her mouth and thought she was ready for that but, when he actually started coming, fear made her lift her mouth from him and his hot juices began to splash against her face. Then, with a groan, she covered his spitting organ with her mouth, her hand and lips milking him, sucking him, literally wringing him dry. And, to her delight, she was far from being disgusted and instead, was enjoying what she was doing!

Tim's penis at last began to soften. When it did, Heidi relinquished her hold on it and stretched out next to Tim on the bed. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

"Do you...do you think what...what I just did was bad?" Heidi whispered once the kiss ended.

"Bad? God, no! That was wonderful!" Tim replied. He hugged her so tight he was afraid he'd hurt her. "Oh, God, Heidi, you can't imagine how wonderful that felt!"

"I'm glad," Heidi said softly. She smiled at him tentatively. "I...I really did want to do that for you. I...I never did that before."

"You were incredible!" Tim said, and kissed her again.

Tim turned out the light and pulled the covers over them. Snuggled together in a loving embrace, they quickly fell asleep.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 24



After Tim and Heidi finished lunch the next afternoon, they did the dishes. Tim kept looking at Heidi, still barely able to believe he really was there with her. He couldn't get enough of looking at her, touching her, kissing her, making love to her.

Tim washed, and was done first. While Heidi finished drying the dishes, he went down the steps to the living room, sat down on the sofa and watched his lover finish drying and putting away the dishes.

Heidi finished putting the dishes away and joined him on the sofa. She snuggled into his arms and the cardigan sweater she had on tickled his arm. "Can we take a little break?" she asked. "I'm not complaining, but all the love-making we've been doing has me worn out."

"Sure," Tim said. He sat with his arm around Heidi, looking out the windows at the mountain vista. He stroked her arm gently. She murmured softly and cuddled against him.

Although neither of them intended it to, their cuddling session began to evolve into more. Tim kept caressing Heidi and could see her nipples begin to stiffen under the fluffy sweater. He gazed at her lovely face. She really was there with him!

After a while, he pulled her to him and kissed her on the cheek. She murmured, snuggled closer and, with a moan, pressed her lips against his. While their lips worked against each other, Tim managed to pull her skirt up. He cupped her almost-bare bottom and got her up on his lap, facing him.

Heidi settled atop Tim and wriggled her bottom against the erect penis she could feel straining in the confines of his pants. Her hands went to the waist of his trousers. Her hands trembling with urgency, she fumbled his pants open, then pulled his rigid shaft out and began stroking it. They may have intended to take a break from sex, but they were caught up in tremendous yearning and growing need quickly replaced their desire to rest.

Tim lifted Heidi and she continued to clutch his erection, stroking it against her vagina through the silken panel of her panties. Then she pushed the silken membrane aside and rubbed the head of his swollen organ against her sopping labia, bringing groans of joy from both of them. He lowered her and almost fainted with delight when his pole slid into her again.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Heidi cried, her hips rocking, her hands clutching Tim, her body quaking. She couldn't believe it! The minute he was in her, she was coming.

Tim thrust up into Heidi, driving his erection into her, holding her hips firmly in his hands.

"Take meeeee!!! Ohhhhhh!!! Tim, take meeeeee!!!!" Heidi cried, her movements frantic, her hands pulled at him. "Ohhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!! Yessssssss!!! Oh, yesssssssss!!!!!"

"Unnnnnhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Unnnnnhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Tim groaned passionately, his juices erupting into her.

Afterward, still partially clothed, they lay in each other's arms on the sofa. Heidi kissed Tim and gazed into his eyes. "Is...is it always going to be like this between us?" she asked tentatively.

"It sure seems that way," Tim replied, hugging her. "I sure won't mind if it is, do you?"

"I guess I don't," Heidi said. She pushed herself off him, then stood up. "I think I'll take a shower." She smiled at him. "Then I think I'll spend some time in the Jacuzzi. Why don't you let me finish my shower, then come join me in the Jacuzzi?" She padded to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Tim heard the shower, then it stopped. Then more sounds of water running. He got up and walked to the bathroom where the Jacuzzi was located. Heidi was already sitting in the tub, watching the water level rise.

"You have to wait until the water is over the jets before you can turn the Jacuzzi on," she explained. "The switch is on the wall, just inside the door, there. The water's just about the right depth. Could you turn it on?"

Tim turned on the Jacuzzi, then joined his beautiful lover in the warm, bubbling water. Heidi giggled and snuggled against him. "Isn't this wild?" she exclaimed, pressing against him. "All the years I've owned this place, I've never done anything like this."

"It certainly is!" Tim replied. Lying in the bubbling, swirling hot water next to Heidi, he felt himself relaxing a bit.

Heidi put her arms around him and kissed him. Tim returned the kiss and she moved on top of him. The movement of her warm, wet body against his and the friction of their lips and tongues had a powerful erotic effect on both of them. Before either of them knew what was happening, Tim was hard and buried deep inside Heidi once again.

"God!" Heidi murmured, clutching Tim, kissing him, moving her body against his. If she could have, she'd have absorbed him into her, would have melded her body with his. "I can't get over this! Everything we do is a turn-on!"

"It sure is," Tim agreed, reveling in the feelings that were roaring through him as his engorged shaft drove into her.

"Oh, Tim!" Heidi groaned. Her body began to move faster. It was going to happen again! "Goddd!!! Gahhhhhhh!!! Yesssss!!! Yessssss!!!! Oh, yessssssss!!!!!"

Heidi's vaginal spasms triggered Tim's release and once more he exploded powerful bursts of his juices into her.

When their passion ebbed, they remained in the swirling, hot water, snuggled close, their arms around each other.

"Oh, Tim, that...that was so incredible!" Heidi murmured, resting her head on his shoulder.

"It was kinda wild, wasn't it?" Tim agreed. He sat there a few minutes, regaining his senses.

After they finally got out of the Jacuzzi, they decided to go to the lodge for dinner. Once more, it was wonderful. They walked back to the condo slowly, hand-in-hand.

"This is so lovely," Heidi said as they neared their love-nest.

"I think so, too," Tim said. He stopped, put his hands on Heidi's shoulders, and turned her to face him. "I love you, Heidi," he said.

"I love you, too, Tim," Heidi replied, leaning against him.

"Heidi, will...will you marry me?" Tim asked.

Heidi stepped back, her eyes wide. "What did you say?" she gasped.

"Will you marry me?" Tim asked. "You know, be my wife, all that?"

"Oh, Tim!" Heidi groaned, moving back into his arms, hugging him fiercely. "Yes. Oh, yes! I will! I will!"

They resumed their trek back to the condo, their arms around each other. Once they were inside, Tim took Heidi in his arms and looked at her. "You sure you want to be married to a cop?" he asked.

"You sure you want to be married to an old lady?" she responded.

Tim pulled her into his arms and kissed her, teasing her lips with his tongue, cupping her buttocks in his hands, pulling her against him.

Heidi wrapped her arms around Tim, locking her body against his, and returned his insistent hip thrusts with her own. She leaned back in his arms after the kiss ended. "I love you, Tim Jackman!" she said.

Tim bent and began to kiss the bare flesh above the lacy camisole and Heidi let her head fall back. He pushed the fluffy sweater down over her shoulders, to improve access to her for his roving lips.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" Heidi moaned as Tim's lips moved over her skin. She pressed her hips tighter against his. "Ohhhh!!!" she whispered, "That feels wonderful!"

They were standing next to the bedroom door. Tim ushered Heidi into the room, backed to the bed and sat down, leaving Heidi standing in front of him. He tugged her camisole out of her skirt and Heidi took over, removing it. While she did that, Tim kissed her chest under her breasts and teased her nearly-flat belly lightly with his fingers.

Heidi purred and shivered, her breasts moving in and out, her nipples emerging from their encircling areolas. Tim captured one straining tip with his lips and began to suckle it.

"Ohhhhh!!!!" Heidi murmured, pressing herself against him.

Tim continued suckling her nipple and undid the belt at the waist of her skirt, then the skirt, then slid it down. All she had no now were the sheer panties, the garter belt, and the pale stockings. He slid his hands up her legs, grasped the panties, and pulled them down, then he looked up Heidi. "I like the garter belt," he gasped.

Heidi looked back at him, fire and heat blazing in her eyes. "I hoped you would, darling," she murmured.

Tim slid down the garter belt and stockings, then he laid back on the bed, patted the spot next to him and said, "Come here."

Heidi got on the bed, came into his arms, crushed her lips to his, and thrust her tongue into my mouth. While the kiss endured, Heidi worked at Tim's pants, then the slacks were opened and his erection, freed from captivity, rode up between them. Heidi put one leg over his and locked it behind him, pulling him against her.

Tim's hand slid over one of her smooth, firm buttocks and began exploring the cleft between it and her other lovely nether cheek.

"Ummmmmm!!!!" Heidi moaned, beginning to move her pelvis, rubbing against his erection, humping herself against him.

Tim leaned back and began to caress her breast again, teasing and pulling the nipple with his fingers, stretching it, rolling it between his finger and thumb, listening with delight as Heidi groaned in ecstasy.

Heidi rolled onto her back, and Tim leaned over her and began kissing both of her breasts, each in turn. Once those luscious orbs were well attended to, he kissed his way across Heidi's rounded belly, stopping to tease her navel with his tongue.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Heidi groaned. She arched her body to receive his kisses and caresses. He knew exactly what to do to give her pleasure. Tim loved her! He wanted to marry her! She gloried in the wondrous sensations his hands evoked.

Tim's lips continued their journey into Heidi's lush mass of pubic hair. He slid his hand between her legs and she parted them. With an extended finger, he teased her sex, finding it wet and open. His tongue and lips arrived at her clit, already swollen and erect.

"Ahhhhh!!!! Ohhhhh!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!" Heidi moaned, her hips jerking up and down. "Ohhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" She was totally out of control, completely at her lover's mercy!

Tim's kissing and stroking became more ardent. He slid two fingers into Heidi.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!" Heidi groaned and responded by thrusting her hips upward, drawing his fingers deeper into her.

While Tim licked and sucked Heidi's clit, he slid his fingers in and out of her slowly, insistently. Her hips moved in time with his thrusts and her cries echoed through the room as he roused her deeply. He loved the way she was reacting to his caresses and was determined to keep it up as long as he could.

"Oh!!! Oh!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!! Ahhh!!! Ahhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!!" Heidi crooned, grinding her pelvis against Tim's mouth and hand. "Tim!!! Oh, Timmmmmm!!!!"

Her movements quickened and Tim could feel moisture flowing from her as he continued to lick, suck, and thrust. The muscles in her legs tightened as she forced herself against him.

"Uhhhhhhh!!!!! Uhhhhhhhh!!!! Feels so gooooddddd!!! So goooooddddd!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhh!!!" Heidi cried. Her movements grew more frantic. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she wailed. Her body stiffened and her back arched like a bow. "Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Oh, God, Tim!!! Oh, God, Tim!!! Oh, God!!!! Yesssssss!!!! Yessssssss!!!!" Her back arched, she writhed against him, shuddering with joy. "Uh!!!! Uh!!!! Uh!!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!...More!!!! Please!!!! More!!!! More!!!!!!" Finally her moans faded and Heidi relaxed on the bed.

For a while they lay in each other's arms, recouping their strength.

After a while, Heidi pushed herself up on her elbow and looked at Tim. "What are we going to do about you?" she whispered.

"I don't know," Tim said. "What do you suggest?"

Heidi's wild look in response to his question sent delicious tremors of anticipation roaring through him.

She kissed him. As her tongue fought his, her finger lightly explored his ear. The sensations were unreal, disorienting. Before long, it was impossible for Tim to lay still. Intense shock-waves of pleasure rocked him as Heidi's lips, tongues, and hands moved over his neck, shoulders, and chest. Then, in turn, each of his nipples was engulfed in warmth and wetness.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" he moaned, mindless with pleasure. Heidi's hands roamed his body lightly.  Her lips left his nipples and moved over his belly, burning a trail toward his straining, erect penis.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!" Tim moaned. Talking was impossible!

One of Heidi's hands encircled his throbbing erection while her other hand fondled his balls massaging him gently, deliciously. She knew what turned him on! And she planned to use that knowledge to the best of her ability!

"Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!" Tim wailed when warmth and wetness surrounded the head of his swollen penis. Heidi's hands continued to toy with him, setting off exquisite explosions of pleasure in his body and mind. He trembled frantically. His body felt as if it was on fire. Soft skin brushed his, soft hair tickled him.

Tim felt the bed move as Heidi slid on top of him. Wetness, heat, and intense pleasure enveloped him as she lowered herself, impaling her lithe body on his rock-hard shaft. She pressed downward until he was all the way into her, paused for a moment, then began rocking her hips.

Interminably, more pleasurably than anything Tim could recall, their passionate coupling continued. Heidi rode him, grinding herself against him. He reached up, grabbed her breasts, and fondled them, then he felt pressure begin to rise in his loins and knew completion was close. He'd been exposed to too much exciting stimuli to maintain control for long! Abruptly his loins unwound in a blissful explosion, sending a flood of torrid wetness jetting into Heidi.

"Oh!!!" he heard her moan. "You're coming!!! My God!!! Ahhhh!!! Ahhhhhh!!!! Oh, darling!!! You're making me come,too!!!! Oh!! Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhh!!!! Ooooooohhhhhh!!!!" Her hips bucked as Tim's hot flood pushed her over the edge.

When they finished, Heidi slid off Tim and snuggled against him.

"You are something else!" Tim said, kissing her on her sweaty forehead. Wrapped in each other's arms, they fell into a sound sleep.



Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 25



The next morning Heidi woke up early. She laid there, looking at Tim's nude body as he slumbered next to her, remembering all the pleasure they'd shared since they got to the condo. Her thoughts caused her to become aroused. She had to have him again! She began running her fingers gently over his skin.

As her hands stole over Tim's warm flesh, Heidi could see him respond, and a shudder of joy went through her. She bent, took his stiffening penis between her lips and lowered her head over it, feeling it swell inside her mouth.

Tim awoke from a dream about making love. Even awake, he could feel warmth and wetness engulfing his erection. His penis, which he feared might be dead forever after their sexual escapades the night before, wasn't dead at all. In fact, it was very much alive and buried deep in Heidi's mouth, swollen to full length! Her lips and tongue were doing what they could to make it swell even more.

Tim, stifled the urge to groan and decided to pretend he was asleep. He wanted to see what Heidi planned to do. Her insistent, maddening oral caresses continued then, suddenly, there was nothing. He almost cried out, but then he felt movement on the bed. The next thing he knew, she was over straddling him. Then a different, even more exciting, wet heat bean to engulf his swollen shaft as she lowered herself onto him.

Heidi was in heaven. Once Tim's erection was all the way in her, she began pivoting her hips, working them against him, riding him fervently. Her head was thrown back, turning from side to side. Her hands clutched her breasts, the thumbs and forefingers tormenting her stiffened nipples. She could feel his erection lashing against her insides as she moved. "Uhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhh!!!!" she grunted, unable to remain silent, no longer concerned about waking Tim. "Mnphhhhh!!! Mnphhhhh!!! Mnphhhhh!!!"

Tim savored the sensations he got as Heidi rotated her pelvis and he felt her vaginal walls clutching his invading erection.

"Ohhhh!!!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!" The sounds coming from Heidi became more urgent, as did her movements. Her head lolled on her shoulders as if she had no muscle control. Her body quaked with the force of her frantic motions. "Uh!! Uh!!! Uhhhhhh!!!" she groaned. "Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!"

Tim knew she was about to come. Her vaginal walls were contracting powerfully around his thrusting penis. Unaware how close he was, he was startled when he began gushing into her, sending jet after jet of torrid sauce deep into her flailing body. "Oh, God!!! Heidinnnn!!!!" he screamed, clutching his lover's hips, shoving up against her.

Heidi's eyes snapped open and, wonderingly, she looked down at Tim. Then those gorgeous eyes glazed over with passion and... "Yessss!!! Oh, God, Tim, yessss!!!!" she cried. "Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Take meeeeeee!!! Take meeeeeeee!!!! Yesssssss!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" With those loud moans, her body went wild. "So good!!! So good!!! So good!!!!" Her thrusting hips pummeled Tim as she took her pleasure.

Tim no longer had to pretend to be asleep and held Heidi tight against him as they experienced spasm after wild spasm of pleasure.

Spent at last, Heidi collapsed atop Tim and kissed him. "You nut!" she giggled. "You were awake all the time, weren't you?"

"Not at first, but most of the time," he admitted. "You were doing just fine on your own, so I figured I'd lay back and enjoy it."

"Did you?" She looked at him. "Enjoy it?"

"Do you have to ask?" he replied.

"I've got to take a bath," she said. "Between last night and what we did this morning, I'm all sticky."

"As soon as my energy comes back, I'll come in and join you," Tim told her. "We haven't done it in the shower, yet."

"We'll see about that," Heidi giggled, getting off the bed. She padded, delightfully nude, to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Tim never did get to shower with Heidi that morning. While she bathed and got dressed, he fell asleep. She woke him when she was finished, then he got up, took a shower and got dressed, too.

"What do you want to do now?" she asked. They were sitting in the living room, watching TV, sipping coffee she'd made.

"How about getting something to eat?" Tim suggested.

"Sounds good," Heidi said. "I really don't feel like making breakfast."

"Why don't we find a fast food place that serves breakfast and grab something?" he suggested.

"Good idea," Heidi said. She extricated herself from Tim's grasp, stood up, and headed for the stairs up to the kitchen level. He swatted her on the butt as she walked away from him. She turned and frowned at him. "Watch that, buster," she said.

Tim grinned. "I do watch it. Constantly. I can't take my eyes off it," he said.

"Tim, what am I going to do with you?" Heidi said, blushing.

They got in her car and, with Tim driving, headed out to find a fast-food restaurant.

Heidi snuggled against him as they drove. "What are we going to do when we get home?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" Tim asked. He laid his hand on her leg and squeezed her thigh. "We're going to get married and live happily ever after, aren't we?"

Heidi laid her hand on his. "That's what I mean," she said.

"You don't want to get married and live happily ever after?" he asked.

Heidi looked at him. "Tim, I'm serious," she said. "There's more to it than that and you know it."

"Like what?" he asked. "I suppose we have to decide where we're going to live, stuff like that, but..." He shrugged.

Heidi sighed. "Tim, there are a lot of things we need to get straightened out, don't you understand?" she said.

"Yeah, I do," he said. "But I don't think there's anything we can't deal with. I love you, that's all that matters."

"Oh, Tim!" Heidi said, "What am I going to do with you?" Her hand stroked the back of his neck.

The familiar gesture filled Tim with warmth. "You're going to marry me and make me the happiest man in the world," he said. "That's all I've wanted since the first time we were together. I admit that for the last few years I was sure that would never happen, but now..."

Heidi's finger was tickling his face now. It felt wonderful. He pulled into the parking lot of a fast-food place and looked at her. "Drive-thru or go inside?" he asked.

"Drive-thru," Heidi said, "I'm selfish, I don't want to share you."

They ordered, got their food, and ate in the car. Neither of them said much. Soon they were headed back to the condo.

They arrived at the condo, got out of the car and walked to the doorway, their arms around each other. Tim was acutely aware of the pressure of Heidi's body against his as they walked. At the door, he pulled her against him and kissed her. Then he scooped her up in his arms, carried her into the building, kicked the door shut behind him, and headed for the bedroom.

Heidi, thrilled by Tim's gesture, nestled her head into the crook of his shoulder and kissed him on the neck.

Tim laid her on the bed, then he walked around and laid down on the other side. Propped up on their elbows, they lay there, looking at each other.

"What do I do?" Heidi asked. "I'm not sure I want to go back to the real world."

Tim was touched by her comment. "I know," he said. "I feel the same way. But, unfortunately, we have to. We've both got jobs."

"I know," Heidi replied softly. She smiled, then leaned over and kissed him. "We only have a short time left to spend together here, and I don't want to waste it talking." Her lips caressed his again.

Tim returned her kiss.

Heidi laid back, pulling Tim with her, and he wound up laying across her on a diagonal. He kissed her face and tongue-teased her ear.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Heidi giggled, "I like that!"

From her ear, Tim moved his caresses down her neck to the tiny bit of bare shoulder exposed by the sweater she was wearing. He opened the sweater and began to kiss her chest, enjoying the contact of his lips on her bare skin, amazed that, after all they'd done, the taste and feel of her still seemed fresh and new to him. Heidi continued to murmur and shift, obviously enjoying what he was doing to her.

"You know," he said, "you have the softest, smoothest skin in the world."

Heidi smiled and laid her hand on his arm. "I'm glad you think so, darling," she whispered. He was doing it to her again, turning her on, making her feel wonderful!

Tim got Heidi to sit up, then he slipped off the sweater. The movement of her breasts when she sat up gratified and roused him.

Heidi laid back on the bed, naked from the waist up, and Tim was startled to find that seeing her partially clad had a powerful effect on him. He wasn't sure if she was more exciting naked or partially clothed. Actually, it really didn't make any difference; she was just plain exciting!

He covered her soft, warm, wet, inviting lips with his again. Then he kissed down her throat, across her chest, and into the valley between her lovely breasts.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" A sigh of enjoyment slipped from Heidi. God! She never, ever, wanted this to stop. Why had she broken off with him in the first place? Maybe if she hadn't... Her thoughts were swept away by breaking waves of passion.

Under her right breast Tim's lips moved. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her nipple begin to emerge. Kissing and licking, he circled the breast then slid his lips slowly up toward the peak, drawing one turgid nipple into his mouth. As softly as he could, he suckled and teased the rigid bud of flesh.

"Yesssss!!!! Oh, Tim, yesssssss!!!!" Heidi moaned, her back arching, her hands tangling in Tim's hair, pulling his face against her. This felt so wonderful!

Tim abandoned the nipple with his mouth, but took it between his fingers. Back into the valley in the center of her chest his lips moved, finding it slightly sweaty.

Heidi continued to arch her back, offering herself to Tim's lips and hands. "The other one!!! Please, Tim!!! Suck the other one, too!!!" she begged.

Tim tendered her other breast the same attention he'd given it's mate, wringing more soft moans from Heidi, causing the sinuous movements of her body to increase in intensity. Thoroughly, he kissed and suckled the nipple, continuing to caress the other one with his fingers. He could feel her body tense and begin to tremble as excitement built in her.

"Oh, Tim, you always make me feel so good!!!" Heidi exclaimed as Tim made love to her. Rapture roiled through her, her body wouldn't remain still. Her hands clutched at him, then the bed, then at her nipples.

Tim's lips abandoned Heidi's breast and began to move over the rest of her body, travelling across her belly, bringing louder moans, more fervent movements.

"You're making me crazy!" she said.

Tim circled her exquisite navel with his tongue.

"Wuhhhhhh!!!" she gasped.

Downward he kissed, over her belly, to the waist of the skirt she still wore. He took his hand from her breast, loosened the skirt then, with her help, he pushed it down over her curvy hips. He was pleased to discover she hadn't worn underpants beneath the short skit, and immediately took advantage of that fact, kissing across her lower belly to the edge of her pubic forest.

"Ohhhhh!!!!" Heidi groaned. Her hips rose, welcoming Tim's caresses, begging for more.

Tim kissed deeper into her delta, eliciting more fervent moans, causing more impassioned movements, as his tongue delved between her legs and found her erect clit.

"That's it!!! Feels so good!!! Yessssss!!!!!" Heidi murmured. She could barely stand waiting any more, he had her so turned on!

Tim continued to kiss her center and thighs, they were so soft, so warm, so silky.

"Oh, Tim! You make me feel so good!" Heidi whimpered as his kisses and caresses continued, his pace slow, maddening. "Please!!!" she begged, her hips moving up and down, her hands continuing to flail. "Please, Tim!!! Please eat me!!!!"

Tim continued to tease Heidi, his hands and lips sliding up one thigh, heading toward her tasty middle. He traced her swollen pink labia with his finger and touched her erect clit, bringing a gasp, then a sigh, from his lovely companion. Softly, he blew on her wet opening.

"Oh!!! Oh!!! Ohhh!!!" Heidi moaned, delirious with need. "Please, Tim!!! Don't do this to me!! Don't tease me!!!"

Stiffening his tongue, Tim lowered his mouth to her, feeling her heat. Then he was tasting her hot, wet, sweetness.

"Uhhhhhh!!! Unnnhhhhh!!!" Heidi moaned, arching her back, thrusting herself against Tim's mouth. He began to lick, suck, and tease her. "Ah!!! Ah!!!! Ah!!!! Oh!!!! Yes!!!! Yes!!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!" Her fervent moans and the wild motions her body was making announced how much he was pleasing her. "So goooooodddd!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! So goooooddddd!!!! Oh, Tim!!! Oh!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Heidi's hips rotated and she kept jamming herself against Tim's mouth. She didn't think she could wait much longer. If she didn't come soon, she was afraid she'd go crazy.

Tim's penis was hard and he wanted Heidi just as much as she wanted him. He slid his hands up her thighs, lifted his mouth from her, and thrust a finger into her, his thumb going to her clit.

"Nooooooo!!! Don't stop!!!" Heidi cried, then, "Ahhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Gaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!"

Clumsily, Tim stripped his clothes off with his free hand while he finger-fucked Heidi with the other hand. Then when he was naked, he knelt between her parted legs. Her face was lustrous with passion, her chest heaved, and her body jerked and twisted as his hand plunged into her.

Heidi saw her lover looming over her and reached for him. "Take me, Tim!!! Please!!! Take me!!!" she begged. "Oh, Tim! Please! I need you!!!"

Supporting his weight on his out-stretched arms, Tim did just that. His erection found it's way into Heidi without assistance.

"Yesssss!!!!" Heidi hissed as Tim slid into her. That was what she wanted, what she needed so desperately. His swollen presence in her thrilled her.

Heidi's heat surrounded Tim's organ, sending thunderbolts of joy into him. Then he was all the way in, their pubic mounds pressing together, crinkly hair mingled. He paused, savoring the warmth engulfing him, rippling around his embedded shaft. Then, slowly, he withdrew until only the tip of his wand remained in her.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Heidi's hips rose as Tim withdrew from her. She didn't want to lose contact with him. Frantically she strained against him, seeking to have the invader plunge back in.

Back into her Tim went, until their pubic mounds met again.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" Heidi moaned, licking her lovely lips. That was better. She clamped her hands on his biceps and strained up off the bed against him.

Hilted in Heidi, Tim began grinding against her. She pushed upward, matching her movements to his.

"Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Yessss!!! Yessss!!! Yesssss!!!" she chanted, her body striving against his, her red-gold hair flying as her head rolled wildly from side to side. "Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!" Her moans of joy continued.

Tim pulled back, almost out of Heidi, again then he arched his hips and slammed into her with a rapid series of powerful thrusts.

"Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!" Heidi moaned. Her body shuddered from the force of her lover's invasion. She felt her orgasm begin to coalesce and knew it wouldn't be long before she had the release she so desperately sought. "Ahhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhh!!! Yeahhhhh!!!" she cried.

Buried deep inside Heidi, Tim felt the walls of her cave of love begin the rippling, clasping motion on his engorged shaft that signaled her coming. Her hips came off the bed and she ground her pelvis against him, delighting him with intense, wild, friction. Moans and cries continued to emanate from her.

"Now, Tim!!! Now!!! Oh, yessss!!! Now!!! Take me!!! Take me!!! Ohhhhh!!!! Take meeeee!!!!! Yes!!!! Yes!!! Yesssssssss!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Heidi screamed, when she went spinning into a whirlpool of joy.

When Heidi's cries of passion began, her vagina began to clasp and milk Tim's invading erection, tearing a gushing, spewing flood of delight from him. "Unnnnnhhhhh!! Yeahhhhhh!!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" he moaned, pounding into her, driving her against the bed.

It was as if neither of them was ever going to stop coming. Their pelvises rotated, working against each other, draining every last bit of pleasure possible from their feverish coupling.

Spent at last, Tim pulled his softening penis from Heidi, dropped to the bed next to her, and slid his arm around her.

Heidi pressed against him. "Ohhhhhh!!!" she hummed softly, as if protesting his departure from her body. "My word, Tim! That was soooo nice!" She turned in his arms and kissed him. "I...I think you filled me up. It was like you were never going to stop coming!"

"I wondered about that too," Tim said. He slid his arm down, clasped a buttock, and pulled her against him.

Heidi wriggled against Tim's bulk then; spent, satiated, and relaxed, she dozed off. So did Tim.

A soft tickle on his face woke Tim up and he heard Heidi giggle as her touch caused him to jump.

"Hi, sleepyhead," she whispered. She kissed him softly.

"Hi, yourself, wild thing," Tim said.

"You aren't going to sleep the day away, are you?" Heidi inquired, her eyes filled with deviltry.

"Not likely," Tim said. He rolled over and tickled her ribs.

"Don't!!! Oh, God, Tim, that tickles!!! Hey!!! Don't!!!" Heidi shrieked, writhing and twisting as his hands worked on her. Bell-like laughter erupted from her. He eventually stopped tickling and she collapsed on top of him. "I...I love you, Tim," she said softly.

"I love you, too, Heidi," Tim replied. Their lips met insistently, tongues probing. He again cherished the contact of her warm body against his, but this time there was none of the usual stirring of desire.

"You know what?" he told her when the kiss ended. "I think we may finally have screwed ourselves out. Me, anyhow."

Heidi grinned at him. "Oh?" she said. "Are you saying you don't want me any more?"

"Uh, it isn't that, no way!" Tim said quickly. "It's just that I'm not sure my pecker's got any life left in it. I probably couldn't get it up again if I had a hydraulic jack."

"We'll just have to see about that!" Heidi said. She shifted position on the bed, laid her head on his upper thighs, and began teasing his flaccid penis with her soft hand.

Tim lay there, startled by his body's reaction. Heidi's touch; soft, warm, and wonderful; was producing results! He was astounded to discover that blood was again coursing into the organ, stiffening it. He shuddered. She was giving him his fourth, or fifth -- he'd lost count - erection of the day. His penis continued to swell and grow as she fondled it.

"I thought you said you were screwed out," Heidi giggled. "It sure doesn't look like that to me."

"Uh!!...I guess I was...Ahhhhh!!!...wrong," Tim stammered. "My God, Heidi! Don't stop! Ohhhhhh!!!!"

Heidi kept teasing and tantalizing the young man with her hands, clasping his penis, stroking it, pumping it. She felt it swell and stiffen more and more.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" The cry of delight escaped from Tim's lips when Heidi sucked his nearly erect tool into her mouth. Incredible sensations threatened to overpower him as, once more, she fucked him with her mouth. In a short time, he was shaking and twitching with pleasure from Heidi's avid ministrations.

"Damn, Heidi, you sure do make me feel good!!!" Tim groaned.

Heidi's lips left him and once more she straddled him, holding herself over him. She grasped his distended column of flesh in one hand and swept the tip of his shaft up and down between her slippery vaginal lips. "Tell me what you want, Tim," she asked, slowly stroking him against her, tantalizing him. "Come on, lover, tell me what you want!"




Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 25



"You! God, Heidi!! I want you!" he replied feverishly. "I want to be in you! I want you!"

Heidi lowered herself slightly, so just the tip of his erection was inside her. Spasms of delicious pleasure shot through Tim and he groaned.

"Tell me again, Tim!" she whispered, "Tell me what you want!"

"Unnnnhhhhh!!!" Tim thrust his hips up, trying to enter her, but Heidi lifted herself, keeping just his tip in her, continuing to tantalize him. "Oh, Lord, Heidi, I want you!!! I want to be in you!!! I have to be in you!!! Please, Heidi!!! Take me in you!!!"

Slowly, deliberately, Heidi lowered herself all the way onto him.

Tim felt his penis plunging into Heidi, being engulfed by her warmth and wetness. He once more experienced incredibly intense sensations. "Ahhhhhhh!!!!" he moaned as their damp, matted pubic hair tangled. Their joining was complete. "God, Heidi, it feels so good to be in you," he murmured as her warmth surrounded and flowed through him.

Still sitting upright, Heidi began rotating her hips. Tim's penis thrashed around inside her as she did. She once more found the sensations maddening, too maddening to resist. "Ohhhhhh!!!" she moaned. Slowly she rode him, rocking her hips, rotating them, as sensations of pleasure continued to roll through her with growing intensity. "Ohhhhhh!!!" she cooed. "This feels so nice! Are you getting close, Tim?"

"Yeah," Tim replied, "But don't stop!"

Rubbing, rolling, sliding, their joining continued. Sweat shone on both their bodies and pleasure suffused them, insistent and engulfing, constantly expanding. Their coupling was a sharing of pure pleasure, yet with an intensity that was new. It didn't seem as if either of them wanted it to end.

"Turn around," Tim said.

"What?" Heidi asked, looking puzzled.

"Turn so you're facing my feet," he explained.

Without letting him out of her, Heidi managed to do as Tim asked. She wound up facing away from him, her bottom on his belly. "Oh, Tim,. I've never done this before. This is wild!" she murmured.

"Yeah, it sure is!" Tim agreed. The new position put a different kind of pressure on the point where their bodies were joined. He began stroking Heidi's back, watching her muscles move as his hands slid over her.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!" she moaned. 

He stroked and teased Heidi's well-formed buttocks, sliding a finger between her finely formed cheeks.

"Uhhhhhhh!!!!" Heidi moaned with delight. This position was so wild! She loved it! She leaned forward and grasped Tim's ankles. When he began caressing her bottom, her movements grew a little more urgent. "Ohhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" she moaned, gasping, "That feels so nice, Tim! Play with me there! Please!"

The way Heidi was bent over exposed the dusky circle of her anus. Wetting a finger, Tim pressed against it and, slowly, his finger began entering her anus, as if her body was absorbing him.

"Mmmmmmm!! So good!!! So good! Yesss!! Do me!!!" Heidi groaned. She humped backward against Tim's incursion into a new opening. Excitement raged inside her as she underwent Tim's dual invasion of her body.

Waves of pleasure broke over Tim, but still he kept on, realizing that he was, after all, close to coming.

Heidi's body whipped as she, too, neared her peak, then... "Take me, Tim!!! Please!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Take me!!! Now!!!!!! Now!!!! Nowwwwwwwww!!!!!" she screamed as her body went into unstoppable paroxysms of joy.

"I'm commminnnggggggg!!!!!" Tim cried, erupting into her powerfully once more.

"Me!!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!! Me, too!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!! Can't stop!!!! Can't stop!!!! Oh, please!!!! Please!!! Tim!!!! I can't stop coming!!!" Heidi screamed. Her body bucked wildly and her cries of joy echoed through the condo. "Ohhhhh!!! Never...Never!!!! Ohhhhhh!!! So good!!! So gooodddd!!!! Yesssssss!!!!! Yessssss!!!!!"

Tim held Heidi as she thrashed, his penis was massaged wonderfully by the convulsing walls of her vagina. Their mingled fluids leaked out of her and dripped onto him. He continued to hold her after she calmed and his softening penis slid from her.

"Mmmmmmm!!!" Heidi murmured softly, then she was silent, except for her even breathing.

Later, Tim was awakened by movement on the bed. He struggled to open his eyes and saw Heidi standing next to the bed, looking down at him.

"I...I woke up a little while ago and I couldn't get back to sleep," she said softly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"That's all right," Tim replied. "Is something wrong?"

Heidi hugged herself. "No, everything's wonderful. I...I guess I just don't want this to ever end."

"It doesn't, not for a while yet," Tim replied. "And even when we get home, we're going to be together."

"I think I'll go out on the porch for a while," she said. "I want to look at the stars and get some fresh air."

"That sounds like a great idea," Tim said. He got up and slipped on a pair of sweatpants. Heidi put one of his shirts over her nakedness and they went out onto the little balcony on the front of the condo.

"This is really nice," Heidi said as she and Tim stood in the cool darkness.

Tim pulled her into his arms. "We're going to have to spend a lot of time here once we're married," he said.

Heidi looked at him and smiled. "Do you know how wonderful 'when we're married' sounds?" she asked.

"Yeah, I do," Tim said, and kissed her gently.

Heidi hugged him hard and kissed him. Then she turned and leaned against the waist-high wooden porch railing.

Tim watched her as she stared off into the moonlight.

"You know," Heidi said, "watching the stars and listening to the night sounds of the forest is kind of calming, isn't it?"

Tim looked at her. His shirt, far too big for her, hung half-way to her knees. In the bright moonlight, he could see her finely formed legs and the wonderful roundness of her buttocks as she leaned over the railing. He didn't find what he was seeing at all calming. He moved closer to Heidi and put his hands on her waist.

Heidi cooed softly, straightened, and leaned back against Tim as his arms slid around her.

Tim kissed her neck, feeling her hair tickle his face. This was so wonderful!

"Ohhhhh!!!" Heidi murmured, pressing against him, making a surprising, but delightful, discovery. "If I'm not mistaken, it feels like something's come up!" she giggled.

"It sure seems that way!" Tim said. He moved his hips and slid his hands up to cup her breasts through the shirt.

"Let's do it out here!" Heidi said, her voice bubbling with excitement, her buttocks moving enticingly against his groin. Her request surprised her. She'd have never even considered doing anything like this with her husband.

Tim kept fondling her breasts and she kept grinding her bottom against him. Soon they were both gasping with passion. He reached between them, lifted the tail of the shirt, then he pushed down his sweat pants. His straining penis jumped out and smacked against Heidi's soft bottom.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Heidi moaned. "Take me, Tim! I need you again!" She leaned forward, her arms on the porch wall, her bottom still pressed against him.

Tim positioned the head of his erection at her opening and, moving deliberately, slid it into her once again. As always, as his swollen organ sank into Heidi's body, the sensations he experienced were overwhelming.

"Gahhhhhhhddddddd!!!!" Heidi murmured, moving her hips, making Tim's rigid prong lash around inside her. "I can't believe we're doing this! It feels so wonderful!!!"

Tim began moving, his thighs slapping gently against hers, his erection driving deep into her. Heidi responded, pressing back against him, twisting her hips, adding to the delightful friction their joined bodies were sharing. Tim grasped her stiff-nippled breasts, squeezed and mauled them, bringing groans of joy from Heidi.

Then, without warning, Heidi's body began to quake violently. "I'm there!!! Oh, God, darling!!! I'm there!!" she cried. "Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Aggggggainnnnn!!! Agggggainnnnn!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!! Take meeeee!!!!! Yessss!!!! Yessssss!!!!!"

When Heidi's body went wild, thrusting against him, her insides clasping and releasing, milked an explosion from Tim. "Gahhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhh!!!" he moaned, shooting his spend into her, clasping her breasts desperately.

When they finished, they leaned against the railing, clinging to each other. At last, when they were settled down enough to walk, they went back inside and went back to bed.

Heidi fell asleep almost immediately. Tim pulled the covers over them, turned off the light, and then he, too, was asleep.