Her horny cunt was flaming, sucking, exploding and creaming huge quantities of hot pussy juice around her plunging finger.

"Oh my God!" she sobbed as a bell-ringing climax rapidly approached.

Jan's soft hips began rolling and tossing around frantically on the bed as her finger jabbed in and out of her overheated cunt.

"Oh, sweet finger-fuckin' Jesus!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

Then as the traumatic orgasm washed through her loins, Jan let out a long shuddering moan, hoisting her hips high in the air as the delicious pleasure filled the hotly drooling little hole between her trembling legs.

When the ecstasy of her orgasm finally passed, she collapsed back on her sweaty sheet, fully convinced that she needed a good fuck, and if her husband wasn't interested enough to take care of her, she'd find someone else.

CHAPTER TWO

Still feeling restless the next day, Jan decided to walk next door and visit her friend, Val Cameron. Val was a sexy blonde of twenty-eight whose husband, Clay, was an airline executive. Clay was a handsome man who was six or seven years older than his beautiful wife.

After ringing the doorbell, Jan was surprised when Val's husband answered it with a gin and tonic in his hand.

"Hi Clay," she smiled at the handsome man.

"Hello Jan," he grinned. "Come on in."

"Where's Val?" asked Jan when they entered the living room.

"Spending the day with her mother."

"What are you doing home?"

"Drinking," grinned Clay, raising his glass, "will you join me?"

"It seems awfully early." Jan hesitated, realizing Clay was a bit drunk.

"Come on," he urged her. "It's no fun drinking alone."