When Rudy arrived home, Melanie´s car was in the driveway. He went into the house, turning on lights, finding no sign of her. Walking upstairs, he saw a light in the bedroom, heard a low whir. He stopped in the doorway, looking at Melanie as she lay naked on the bed, working the dildo in and out of her vagina. Her face was ecstatic, her long, lush body writhing in response to the sensations, a firm, conical breast held fast in the hand that squeezed and rubbed her nipple. Before long, she saw him standing there. Her face glowed with recognition and love.
“Hello, love. I´m glad you´re home. Want some?”
“You bet,” he said. Rudy began to undress, not hurrying, taking off his clothes and hanging his jacket and trousers in the closet while Melanie continued stimulating herself. “I love seeing you like that. It´s what I was hoping for,” he said
When he was naked, he turned to her, his erection rising before him. Melanie moaned and turned off the buzzing machine, leaving it inside her, sliding it slowly in and out. When he knelt beside her, she put it aside and held her arms out to him. “Here, love. It´s all ready for you. I can´t wait. Love me good.”
When they had rested and kissed and hugged, they separated, rolled to the edge of the bed and sat, arms around each other. Melanie rested her head on Rudy´s shoulder.
“Been home long?” he asked.
“No, just a little while. Glad you got home early; I hate coming alone. I sure was hot, though. Thank God for Horny Harry.” She referred to the dildo, now reposing on the bedside table. Idly, she reached for it and a tissue, drying it before replacing it on the table. She looked at him. “I didn´t have to come alone. Thanks.” She kissed him lingeringly.
“I´ve gotten so I really look forward to coming home – and coming with you.” Rudy said. He got up and took a light cotton robe from a hook behind the door. When he had slipped his arms into it, he handed another to Melanie. Hers was short, satiny, and when she put it on, it clung to her body wherever it was moist – her breasts, her belly and thighs. She ran a brush through her hair.
“Want something to eat?” she asked. “I´ve got some chicken.” They went downstairs and began making supper, working familiarly together in the kitchen. Rudy poured beer for them both and they sipped from their glasses as they worked. Now and then, one or the other would reach to touch and caress each other – Rudy´s hand on her buttocks, cupping her breast, Melanie´s hand lifting his cock, rubbing his ass. Abruptly, Melanie grabbed a tissue from a box on the counter and thrust it between her thighs. Rudy chuckled and went on preparing salad dressing. When everything was on the stove, they took their drinks into the living room and settled on the couch, close to one another. Their robes were open, merely protecting the furniture from the moisture on their bodies. Rudy turned on the TV to catch the news, Melanie snuggled against him, making sure her breast rested against his arm.
At the dinner table, Melanie asked, “What´s up at work?”
“Still real busy, but I won´t bore you with how I feel about that. Generally, a good day, got a lot done and there´s some real opportunities in the new development program. Oh, and Sheldon´s quitting. At least, he told me he´s thinking about it.”
“What´s his problem?” Melanie asked.
“I don´t know. I figure to have lunch with him soon and find out. How about you? What´s going on at the store?”
“Sorry about Sheldon, he´s a nice guy. Let me know if I can help ...” She turned her attention to his question. “That promotion of mine is going well, should be over the forecast, good net increase. Got some problems with deliveries, though. Oh, and I saw a new sales-person today with some really lovely new stuff. I´ll show it to you later.”
“What did you do? Extort some samples?”
“She said it was okay. Some really pretty camisoles, slips, panties; couple of nice and dirty things. I told her I like to try out new merchandise on my own body. I really had to laugh at her reaction. She gave me this hungry look, you know? Pretty obvious. So, I asked her if she was wearing her stuff, and would she show it to me. She was out of her clothes in no time – great body, loved showing off...”
“Yeah? Tell me about it.”
Melanie glanced sharply at him and grinned. “Well, she stood up and took off her skirt and showed me the half-slip. Very nice, slit up the side with nice lace trim. She pulled it aside so I could see she was wearing stockings and tap pants with a pretty garter belt. Really good legs. She was watching my reactions.”
“What did you say?”
Melanie moved around to sit on the bench next to Rudy. “I said, ‘Very pretty. Is that a slip or just a half-slip?´ So, she smiled and took off her blouse. Nice bra, very pretty lace – I bought a bunch of them. She took off the half-slip, too. Came over to the desk and sat on the edge. Then she slipped the strap on her bra and pulled the cup down – to show me the construction.”
“Right.” Rudy said, stroking her thigh.
“Beautiful, round, full breast. Nipple like a rock. So, I asked ‘Are the panties done the same way?´ When she pulled the front of the panties down to show me, I got a shot of her pussy. She shaves it.”
Rudy was hard and Melanie had him in her hand. He rubbed her mons. “Go on,” he said.
“Well, I made a point of checking the workmanship of the crotch piece. That brought my head real close, so I lifted my head and flicked her nipple with my tongue. Sort of all downhill from there.” She chafed him strongly. “She asked me if I wanted to try any of it on myself. Of course, I went for that – you know me.” Melanie took her hand off him and stacked the dishes.
“I sure do. You get laid? You want to do it now?”
“Wait a bit. Yeah, she was real good. You know I love good breasts. And I´ve got some real pretties. She said something funny, though. Said the gal from Triumph had told her I had ‘very good taste.'”
“Sounds like you´re getting an interesting reputation in the industry.” Rudy rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.
“So far it´s nothing I can´t handle. Anyway, when she said that, I said, ‘Thanks, but was she talking about my clothes or my pussy?´ Sort of broke the ice.”
“Yeah, with a sledge hammer. Oh, well, as long as you keep hauling in the customers the way you do, nobody cares. How´s it look for the rest of the season?”
Melanie was putting leftovers into the fridge. “I should be well ahead of last year. When we bought the store... Well, you know what crap they had there. Now all that old stock is gone, I can really concentrate on putting the steamy stuff out.”
“Still getting the little old lady customers?”
“Yeah, that´s great. Some of them just don´t come any more, got put off by the fancies I push. But there´s a lot of them come in, look at all the sexy stuff – you know, handle it, hold it up, really get off on it – then they buy the ‘same ole, same ole´, but with a look in their eye. I´m working on a couple of them, see if I can get them to take home something racy. I´ll get them going soon, you´ll see.”
“If anyone can, you will... Occurs to me you ought to do more with the Wednesday crowd.”
“Maybe. Some of them are real prospects. Dana, Jenny – I´ll never sell them bras, but...”
“I´d sure like to see what you do sell them, whenever. Preferably on them... I thought Jenny wore a bra.”
“Not any more. Looks great, too. Something´s happened for her – she looks so great in her clothes these days. Remember how dumpy she used to be?”
“Yeah. No more. When the three of you are together, I don´t know where to look.”
“You can see me anytime – spend your time on them. Get you hot.”
“I like seeing you.” Rudy lifted the back of her robe and rubbed her bottom. “Show me your new stuff.”
“Wait a while, I want to watch something.” They settled in front of the TV, close to each other again, Rudy´s hand again on her thigh. During a commercial, Rudy went off to the toilet. When he returned, Melanie began to play with him, subtly. Then she headed for the toilet, too. When she came back, she wore a wicked, black lace affair that showed her bush in front, plunged deeply in back. Her breasts thrust through openings in the fitted front. Rudy raised his eyebrows.
“Not bad,” he allowed. Melanie sat down next to him without a word. Her nipple traced a line on his arm, and he turned to kiss her.
“You feel good,” she said when their lips parted. She drew him down on the couch and he thrust into her through the lace.
“I do feel good. Ever since we got straightened out, I´ve felt like a god.”
They made love quickly, lovingly, releasing their arousal in a strong, hard finish.
When they were sitting up again, Melanie said, “I feel good, too. I was so worried you´d go nuts when you found out how much I need it, how often I use Horny Harry.”
“Well, I always knew you were bi. And I guess it was really just not knowing what you were hiding that had me so worried... Somehow I´ve never worried about Harry. I feel like I can get it up as often as the next guy, so that doesn´t bother me. And if you need more, it simply means I can get all I want when I want it... Want to get on my lap? No, other way around, so you can see your show. Yes. Yeah, comfy.”
“Hold me tight. I don´t want to slip off.”
“Bullshit. You just want me to play with your tits.”
“So?” She leaned back against him.
They sat watching the television program. When it ended, Rudy turned off the TV. They snuggled a few minutes more, then put out the lights and went upstairs.