A Deceitful Wife (Vintage Erotic Novel) - Anju Quewea - ebook
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This is a Vintage Erotic, Adult Novel... Full of sexual adventures... Involving a sexy and Seductive girl... Full of Sex, Surprises and Unusual Naughty Twists.

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A Deceitful Wife

CHAPTER ONEJackie Trenton slammed the bowl down in front of her husband, scattering some of the cereal on to the blue checked tablecloth. Her lips were pressed tightly together and her large gray eyes shone with unshed tears. Shaking her thick auburn hair, she sat down heavily, emitting a sigh."Now what is it?" Vic finally said, looking at her for the first time that morning.Here it comes, he thought, this morning's little act. What'll it be this time?"N-nothing," Jackie mumbled, determinedly spooning sugar into her coffee. Vic returned to his cereal and silence reigned in the small sunlit kitchen. Minutes later as Vic rose from the table and reached for his briefcase, he was conscious of Jackie following him."You bastard!" she hurled, suddenly."W-what?" he said surprised, turning to face her. Her eyes were flashing and her breasts rose and fell rapidly as emotion fought with reason and lost."You bastard! Who do you think you are, coming in at all hours of the night, without a word of apology?" Her shoulders shook and her pent-up tears burst unashamedly and spilled down her cheeks."Take it easy, honey," Vic said, trying to sound soothing, "I was going to explain... ""I don't want any of your explanations or apologies! I'm sick of you and your phony excuses," she shrieked, her voice rising. "You expect me to cook and clean, wait hand and foot on you, without any consideration, any respect for me?""Come on now, baby," Vic said, trying to calm her. "You know I love you. You know I love everything you do for me... ""All you want is a housekeeper, not a wife!" Jackie interrupted angrily, stamping her slippered foot against the tiled floor."Damn!" Vic cried exasperated, "we'll have to talk about this later. I've got to go now.""That's right," Jackie yelled, "go, like you always do, and leave me alone... "Jackie stopped as she heard the front door slam. Unbridled anger rose in her and without thinking, she threw her cup, half full of coffee with full force against the refrigerator door where it shattered into pieces, the coffee running in rivulets down the white enamel."Oh God," she thought, "what am I going to do? I can't stand it, I just can't stand it!!"Her feelings were a bit relieved by her instinctive throwing action and she reached numbly for her cigarettes. Her hand shook as she lit one, and she sat down alone in the kitchen. She had tried not to make a scene again this morning, but she just couldn't control herself. Not after last night. The memory of how she had lain awake, hour after solitary hour, waiting for Vic to come home, alternately haunted by worry and trembling with anger, rose again in her mind. Squeezing her eyes shut to block out the degrading thought, she grimaced as she remembered how, when Vic finally did come home, he undressed, actually humming a nonchalant little tune to himself, and went immediately to sleep, without so much as looking at her! Oh God, she thought now as she pulled deeply on her cigarette, the nerve! The Goddamn nerve of that louse!* * *Vic hummed a tune as he skillfully weaved the car in and out of the traffic on the Jones Falls Expressway. As usual, traffic was heavy as commuters wended their way into Baltimore, but for once, Vic didn't mind the slow moving cars and the angry honking of the other drivers.He had recovered from Jackie's early morning harangue and had once again picked up the tune he had heard on the radio in Brenda's apartment last night. It was a catchy little song and for some reason it stuck in his mind and he couldn't help humming it at intervals.La-la-la-la-la-la-da-da-da he crooned cheerfully as he thought again about Brenda. She was a real live one, all right. God, he'd love to get a shot at her again tonight, but he'd better go home early if he was to have any family peace at all. An image of Brenda's porcelain-like body loomed in front of him and he could almost taste the warm sweetness of her cherry red nipples and feel the soft cool flesh of her snowy-white breasts. He remembered caressing her smooth, silky hips and how the soft dark curls of her pubic triangle had contrasted with the milky whiteness of her thighs. The thought of her grasping eager young pussy closing in around his hardened prick sent a delicious shiver through him and his cock gave a little jump as the sensual thoughts simmering in his brain sent desire coursing through him, awakening the core of his manhood."Woweeeee! I've got to keep my mind on my driving, Vic thought pulling his attention back to the road and his exit which was only a few minutes away. Moving smoothly now with the mainstream of traffic, Vic's thoughts wandered again-this time to his wife. An uneasiness rose in him as he thought of how he'd been neglecting her lately-staying out late, barely speaking to her, not making love to her. God knows, he didn't mean to ignore her, but somehow the excitement had gone out of their marriage. Of course, he still loved Jackie, even desired her, still,--but, but something was missing-he didn't even know what. He just knew he was bored. In his mind's eye, he could picture, step by step, the sequence of their lovemaking-unvaried in their four years of marriage. He knew every action, every movement they would make; the initial arousal he would feel as he looked at her fine full form stretched out waiting. Her legs spread wide offering the softness of her warm clasping cunt to him; he knew he'd once again yearn to explore the secrets down between her legs with his tongue and coax her naked clitoris into life with his teeth, but he knew, as always, that she'd gently push his head away and pull his mouth upwards to hers. He knew every motion of their love-ritual, and perhaps, he thought as he swung up the exit ramp, that's what's wrong-she won't try anything new and I'm bored. However, as he parked the car, a little voice inside him told him again what he already knew-that he was not entirely blameless and that he should take a little more time and attention to see what his wife really needed. But once again, he pushed the thought from his head, filing it away in his head with the other "Future-Things to Do," as he jauntily walked into the office.All remnants of guilt and thoughts of Jackie vanished from his head as he kidded around with his co-workers and drank some more coffee.Well, one consolation, he thought to himself, is this great job. He really liked his job as a Building Inspector. He could get out around the town and was not tied down to a desk, and besides, he liked meeting people, talking to them in their own familiar surroundings, and getting a glimpse into the way they really lived-As he scanned through the list of complaints for his district, one marked URGENT caught his eye. Someone had telephoned in and said that a large townhouse on St. Paul Street was occupied by more than one family and there was no provision in the building for a multifamily dwelling. Vic noticed that the address given was in the same area as Brenda's apartment and decided that he'd check out that complaint first and then maybe stop by Brenda's for "elevenses!"* * *Lightly mounting the snowy-white marble steps and pressing the doorbell, Vic automatically checked the building for flaking paint and other possible exterior violations of the Housing Code. Actually, the three-story building was in excellent condition. The natural brick had been newly pointed, glass brick had been inserted instead of window-glass, and the front door was painted to match the brick. There was even a beetle-shaped brass door knocker which gleamed against the dark-red door. Vic ran the bell a second time and almost immediately, the door opened."Come right in," a throaty feminine voice said. "I wasn't expecting anyone this morning!" Before Vic could introduce himself, the woman had pulled him gently inside and closed the door behind him."Follow me," said the same husky voice.What the hell, Vic swore under his breath, as he followed her, his eyes riveted on the smooth wriggling buttocks encased in silver panne in front of him. He hadn't time to see much of her face, but what he could see of her back was plenty! That jiggling ass was enough to arouse the blood of any man. Vic barely noticed the hallway or the stairs he climbed as he followed her to the second floor.She turned around at the top of the stairs and smiled warmly. "Here we are, honey," she purred.God! Is she ever beautiful! The thought sprang immediately to Vic's mind but even as he acknowledged it, he knew "beautiful" was not the right word. "Sexy" was more like it! This broad, he thought, exudes sheer sex!"They were now in a large high-ceilinged room and Vic said abruptly, "Excuse me, ma'am... ""I'll be right back, honey," she interrupted, "make yourself at home." This last was accompanied by an expansive arm gesture. Mesmerized, Vic stood watching the doorway from where the enigmatic figure had left. He sucked in his breath as he finally noticed the room. He had never seen such a sumptuous place. A glittering chandelier hung from the high embossed ceiling and Vic could tell it was real crystal. Rich red velvet drapes were drawn over the two windows and a deep blood-red shaggy carpet cushioned his feet. A single huge mirror filled one entire wall and Vic gasped as he noticed that the many paintings on the velvet-covered walls were reproductions of the most detailed, erotic Oriental art. As his gaze fell on the large comfortable-looking bed on which the counterpane was pulled back to reveal black satin sheets, it dawned on Vic that this was no ordinary dwelling.Just then, his blonde hostess reappeared. She had two drinks in her hand and immediately offered one to Vic."Cheers!" she said airily, "Here's to us!"They clinked glasses and both took a long drink of the cool liquid. Vic couldn't quite place the contents-it was a mixture of familiar things that somehow tasted unfamiliar, but good.As he drank, he got a better look at his unknown companion.Her platinum blonde hair framed a pert sensual face. Dark makeup circled her eyes and her lips were the color of cherry syrup. Vic's eyes fell to the voluptuous breasts, pushing up from the low scoop of her strawberry colored blouse, dropping to a trim waist and rounded hips. From what he could see from the slinky panne slacks, her legs were as shapely as the rest. Although the deep etch of her natural neck lines betrayed a maturity in years not immediately discernible, that discovery only served to enhance her in Vic's eyes."My name's Gail," she said finally. "What's yours?""Vic," he answered quickly, but you've... ""I'm looking forward to getting acquainted with you, Vic," she drawled seductively, letting her eyes rest directly on his loins. His penis gave an excited lurch, as if in answer to her gaze, and bulged against his pants. Vic saw the barest lift of her eyebrow as she noticed his growing tumescence and thought, "God, she exudes pure animal sex!" He could just see her, hungrily sucking his cock, her big breasts dangling on his chest, wild with desire for him- He knew he had to have this woman, this Gail, whoever or whatever she was, no matter what the circumstances.Even so, he heard himself saying, "I've been trying to tell you, uh... Gail, I'm here on business. I'm a Building Inspector, and I've had a complaint about this building."Gail's eyes narrowed."What does that mean?""Well," Vic said nervously, "there are certain improvements you have to make to the house, or else pay a large fine, and there's the matter of just how many people live here!""I see," Gail said icily.They looked at each other silently. Vic noticed the protuberance of Gail's nipples through the thin silk blouse-she had nothing on underneath-those boobs were all for real! Tiny beads of perspiration broke out on his upper lip and he clenched his fists to stop himself from reaching out and grabbing the tantalizing orbs of teasing white flesh."However," he said slowly, "if I reported that there were no violations-""There'd be no improvements to make or fines to pay?" finished Gail, moving closer to him with renewed interest."That's right," Vic said, almost in a whisper, staring straight into Gail's eyes. "I think we understand each other."Gail smiled, a deep earthy smile and reached out and boldly touched his throbbing cock. Vic jumped at the electrical Shockwaves from her touch on his swollen penis. She began to stroke it lightly through the material of his pants, and she grazed her breasts gently against his beating chest.Laughing throatily, she said, "Now let's see what I can do to make you forget about those violations."She leaned even closer to him and he could feel her hot breath pulsing against his cheek."Oh Christ, he thought, he had to have her. He'd forget about a thousand violations for the chance to fuck her!His hands went out to her, touching her shoulders-but then she moved away from him out of his grasp. She took his hand and lead him over to the bed."Get naked, baby," she whispered hoarsely. "I want to see that big cock of yours. I know you have a big one! Show me! I want to see what I'm getting."Her eyes danced in her head and she ran her tongue over her lips in lewd anticipation of what she would see.Hypnotized by her droning incantation, Vic slipped off his shirt, undid his belt and stepped out of his pants. His lust-bloated cock sprang out, the head blood-red as if angered by its imprisonment. Gail's hand reached out to the hardness of it and he gasped as her cool long fingers closed around its turgid circumference. A growl began deep in his throat as he felt her long strawberry-colored nails rake lightly against his cock-skin, stopping to pressure the sensitive under vein unbearably. His cock was jerking now and he felt that the surging billows of heat building in his balls would rush to the head and explode at any second. Then-she stopped! A vicious snarl erupted from his throat, and he opened his eyes. She had moved to the far side of the room. Enraged, he was about to go after her, when she said, "Lie down on the bed, I'll be there right away."His eyes glued to her, he lay back on the bed, feeling the sensuous coolness of the black satin sheets.Slowly, she began to unbutton her blouse. Vic blinked his eyes as the voluptuous swell of her breasts was revealed to him. Almost artistically, Gail folded back the fully open blouse and exposed the perfect orbs to his lust-dimmed view. Craning his neck, he greedily enjoyed their natural upsweep, tapering to large firm nipples, rosily erect. She played her long index finger into the deep cleft, and Vic's own fingers itched for the feel of the soft doughy mounds. Throwing the blouse to the floor, she slowly started to undo the side zipper of her pants. Vic's balls throbbed feverishly as he watched her slip the pants down over her full luscious hips, to reveal the black wisp of her lace garter belt and the flimsy covering of her bikini panties. When the pants fell to her feet, she daintily kicked them aside to join the blouse in a rumpled heap. Still in her high-heel shoes, hands on her hips, she turned around in a circle, the full moons of her buttocks coming tantalizingly into view. As she completed the pirouette, she faced him once again, and Vic could see a few stray pubic hairs sneaking out around the tight elastic legbands of her sheer nylon panties. She dropped her sensuous hand and began to gently caress the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Her lips parted and a soft mewling sound escaped her as she teased herself, stroking up and down, stopping just short of the panty-covered mound."Gail... " Vic whispered. He couldn't say anything more. His throat felt chalky and his mouth hinged open, his eyes bulging like a globe-eyed fish, as he stared at her wanton pose.She stopped closer to him, and she inserted her fingertips into the top of her bikini pants. Hypnotically, she pulled at the elastic, testing the width, and then with a slight wriggle, she eased the narrow black strip down over her quivering thighs, revealing to Vic's staring eyes the golden triangle of her soft, curling pubic mound. The panties easily slipped down her black-stockinged legs and she laughingly stepped out of them and teasingly tossed them on the floor. Standing with her legs apart, she flexed her now naked pussy towards Vic's prostrate figure."Christ, you're beautiful," he muttered, and Gail delightedly walked nonchalantly around the room-a slow, sultry walk that smacked of a beckoning professional enticement. She stopped directly in front of Vic, and slowly lifted her hands and began to slide her palms up and down along her jutting breasts, down along her nipped-in waist and over the satiny contours of her hips. Vic's eyes were transfixed, and he was unable to move, even though she was only a foot away, captured siren-like by her non-audio sex song, his penis screaming for release. Then her hands dipped lower, slipping through the golden tangle of her pussy fur.Deftly, she pushed aside the soft fleshy cuntal lips and revealed the pink tip of her already erect clitoris to Vic's hungry view. He licked his dry lips and rasped hoarsely. "I want to fuck you.""How do you want to fuck me, baby?" Gail asked tauntingly."Like this-" he spat, a strangled cry escaping his throat. Reaching out, he grabbed her into his arms. He showered hot kisses over her face, her neck, her throat as his hands roamed feverishly over the smoothness of her body, warm and soft against him. The musky female odor of her mingling with the heaviness of her perfume permeated his nostrils maddening him with desire. He smashed his lips down on hers and their tongues danced and fenced with each other, whipping up a froth of commingled saliva. Gail's hands ran expertly up and down his muscular back, tickling and teasing his unexplored sensitive areas-under his shoulder blades, down his sides, his vertebrae. Vic pressed the full length of his body against hers, crushing her down into the smooth blackness of the sheets and cupping his hands under her firm buttocks, he pulled her naked crotch up towards him as he ground his pelvis down."Oooooohhhhh, you feel good," she moaned as she snaked out her legs on either side of him and then together again, locking them together behind his back, pulled him down even harder between her widespread thighs.Reaching down, Gail grasped Vic's engorged penis in her hands and began to move it up and down and around her wet throbbing vaginal slit, lubricating it in her own juices. He moaned as the combined pressure in his bloated balls and his palpitating cock became excruciatingly urgent and flexing his hips with an animalistic thrust, Vic drove his pulsating prick into the warm wet cavern of her ready cuntal orifice."Aaaaaaaggggghhhhh," she cried as her cavernous pussy consumed the hardened charging flesh until its full length was buried deep in her already hungrily sucking vagina."Oooooohhhhh," she sighed, "that's the way I like it... "Vic ground his pelvis into the responsive flesh beneath him and began to fuck into her with long savage strokes. Gail returned thrust for thrust, driving her crotch up to meet his in an instinctive rhythm."Shove your finger in my ass," she hissed through clenched teeth. Vic, consumed by the uncontrollable flames of passion engulfing him was oblivious to all verbosities."Shove your finger in my ass!" she screamed again, suddenly longing for the masochistic pain.Dazedly, Vic reached down and searched with his index finger between the desperately working moons of her buttocks for her rectum. Finding the tiny puckered ring, he jabbed at it for a moment, and meeting with resistance, thrust his finger forward, hard, until the tight rubbery ring gave way and he slid his digit into the first knuckle. A shudder gripped Gail from the initial pain of the digital invasion, but she pushed her buttocks back on his finger, screwing her anus down on it until it was completely sunk into the tight opening."Arrgghhh," she cried... "I love it, that's it, baby!" She groaned wildly under him, twisting and gyrating from the intense pain-pleasure of the double impalement.The pleasure building up in his balls was reaching the boiling point and Vic knew he would cum soon. Her head flailing from side to side and her crotch grasping spasmodically, Gail sought to achieve her orgasmic release.