
She ached, and her firm inner thighs and pubic mound swelled with heated blood… the blood of unwanted, subconscious arousal. It scared her, and she solidly resolved not to let David Preston know how he'd affected her, or let herself go beyond this stage of, she thought, mild interest.
***
Night had settled on Reedsport. From the set of three small-paned windows overlooking the street, David Preston stared out at the building across from the sporting goods shop and his apartment. Not that there was anything especially to see – the building was an old grey stucco apartment house, and the few windows that were lighted were covered with curtains and shades. The street was empty below, and only faintly could he hear the crumbling surf from the ocean behind him and the occasional bark of King in the yard.
His eyes weren't particularly focused on the non-existent events anyway; his thoughts were turned inward, and he was mulling over and over the fantastic luck at finding this apartment, and the desirability of his new landlady. Not to mention her daughter! Sweet, virginal pussy – it was enough to make his balls explode, just thinking about it! He'd fuck them both, given the opportunity, and as he stood there in contemplation, he decided to let fate have a few nudges so that the opportunities might present themselves.
"Davy-boy," a high yet throaty voice said to him. "You want a beer?"
He didn't turn. "Mm."
"Well, do you?"
He turned then, and smiled. "Sure, Gloria. Sure, I'd love one."
"Me too. Boy, is it hot, especially after all this moving."
Preston watched her as she walked to the kitchen and opened the small refrigerator, comparing her body from behind mentally with Marleen Franklin's. Gloria Talbot came out damned good, but second place. Not because of her body, which was actually lusher than the Franklin woman's well-proportioned form, or her walk – it was the other things, he decided. The things which make a relationship lasting and never boring; but from the sexual aspect, Gloria had been one of the finest swingers he'd ever picked up.
