Bill could not even wait to go the short distance down to the bedroom. He was even hotter now that he had been the day his wife left or the day that she telephoned. There was a polished table beside the door, where Rebecca kept the mail that came through the slot until she was ready to deal with it. Bill moved her towards the table, standing behind her, his prick throbbing against her ass.

Rebecca was bemused.

She was thrilled as well. She was a girl who enjoyed and appreciated novelty and variety and if Bill wanted to screw her in the hallway, it was fine with her. Later she might ask him why but at the moment she was eager for his prick.

She leaned on the table with both hands, pushing her hips and ass back towards him.

She heard the rasp of his zipper as he opened his fly and felt the heat of his blazing prick waft over her ass. He lifted her negligee above the waist. She spread her thighs. For a moment he did not move and she knew that he was gazing at her creamy gash from the back. She loved to have him look at her naked body. It made her hot all over, as if his eyes were lasers. She loved to have him gaze at her tits and she liked to feel her nipples stiffen under that gaze and, most of all, she loved to have him stare at her cunt. Knowing that he was staring at her pussy caused the labia to spread out into an oval and caused her slot to fill with cuntjuice and her clitoris to swell and begin to throb.

She hiked her ass higher and spread her thighs farther apart.

Bill wrapped his fist wound the root of his cock and guided the head to Rebecca's cunt. He didn't enter her at once. He began to run his cockhead around in her crotch, caressing her with it. Her cunt lips sucked on it, trying to drag him up her hole. He rubbed his pecker head up and down against her love bud, causing her to vibrate all over. She could hear her pussy squish under that caress. She felt so hot that she thought her cunt might suddenly ignite, bursting into flames, and his cockhead already felt as if it were on fire.