“It’s like this every time,” said Joan. “Why do you have to feel my tits? Why do you try to run your hand up under my skin? Can’t you ever date me without trying to undress me?”
“What do you expect, Joan? You kiss me and press yourself up against me and then you just want to go home. You get me all worked up and just leave me like that. I have feelings, too.”
“Yeah. You want to feel all the time. You want to feel me.”
“Joan, I love you. Isn’t it natural to want to get as close to the person you love as you can?”
“Well, you can just stay completely away from me from now on.” She went into the house and slammed the door before Jack had a chance to answer.
When Jack returned to his car Betty was sitting in the front passenger seat. “Get in and drive off just like I wasn’t here,” she said.
Jack got in and backed out into the street. “You heard?”
“I heard. She’s sending you home with a case of lover’s nuts. I don’t think it’s fair, but I don’t tell her what to do.” She slipped over next to him as he started down the street. “Are you in a hurry to get home?”
“No, ma’am.”
“There’s a motel out on the Midville highway. We could go out there,” Betty worded it as a simple suggestion but the tone in her voice was like a demand.
“Yes, ma’am.” Jack made a right turn and went out toward Midville.
Betty slipped farther over, leaning against Jack when they were out of town. She put her hand on his thigh and rubbed lightly. “Do you think maybe I can help relieve some of the tension Joan helped you build up?” she asked.
“At the motel?” Jack’s voice trembled a little.
“In a room at the motel.”
“You and me in a motel room?” Jack’s voice had gone up at least half an octave.
Betty reached over and took his right hand off the steering wheel and guided it into the opening of her robe and against her breast. Jack curled his fingers around a firm tit, then pulled his hand out of her robe and put it around her and let it hang over her shoulder and back down to her breast again.
“You’re not teasing me, are you, Mrs. Howard?”
Betty’s hand moved up his thigh to feel the bulge in his pants. “I’m not teasing at all. Do you want me?”
“Oh, yes, yes, ma’am.” He had to fight to hold the car on the road.
“Tell me just exactly what you want, Jack. Use the dirty words and tell me what you’re going to do to me.”
“I’m going to the motel, and I’m going to sleep with you.”
“Jack, if that’s what you’re going to do you might as well take me home. We can sleep in our own beds.”
“Ma’am?” He eased up on the gas, unsure of himself.
“Use the short, dirty words, Jack. My hand is on your cock. Now, tell me what you’re going to do.”
Jack thought a moment before saying, “I’m going to screw you.”
“Tell me more, and what you’re going to do is fuck me.”
“Oh, hell, Mrs. Howard. It just doesn’t sound right. I mean saying that to my girlfriend’s mother.”
“Feel where my panties are stretched tight, Jack.” She patted the hand that was on her titty.
Jack pulled his hand out of her robe and took it from around her neck, then laid it on her knee and pushed it up her thigh until he felt her cunt hair.
“You aren’t wearing any panties.”
“That’s right,” she said as she pushed his hand down between her thighs. “Now tell me what you’re going to do.”
“I’m going to push my cock in there where my hand is…”
“Where?”
“In your pussy. I’m going to push my cock up in your pussy, and fuck you while I suck your tits. I’m going to keep fucking you until I bust my nuts and shoot my cum in you. How’s that?” Jack was working his finger between her hot cunt lips where they were slick with her pussy juice.
“There’s the motel up ahead. That’s fine, but I’ll bet you do more than that before you’re through. I have an idea you’re going to use more than your cock and I’m going to use more than my cunt before you take me home.” She reached in her robe pocket and took out a bill. She looked at it as they passed a mercury vapor lamp, put it back and took out another. By the lights at the motel she could see that it was a twenty.
“Here, Jack.” She handed him the bill. “Go get us a room. All I have on is this robe.”