Carol was amazed to discover that she had fallen so deeply into the depths of her hot imaginings that she was whispering some of her thoughts out loud. Her hand continued to work against the hot red bud of her clitoris, driving her wilder and wilder by the second. She began to imagine young

cocks of all shapes and sizes, all poking at her from the groins of innocent young men who worshiped her, who would do anything for her.

She began to moan in the wild ecstasy of her sexual passion, wiggling uncontrollably. Her fingers fucked fast and furiously in her swollen gash. Her cunt twitched and ran with dew.

"Joey… Joey!" she moaned softly in the throes of her impending climax.

"Miss Chambers!" she heard a young boy's frightened voice say.

She opened her eyes and sat bolt upright in the chair, pulling her wet fingers from her cunt and wheeling around in the direction of the voice. It Was Joey, staring wide-eyed at his lovely neighbor lady.

CHAPTER THREE

"Joey! My God! What… what are you doing here?" Carol gasped, terrified at being discovered finger-fucking her exposed cunt so obscenely.

"Me? Uh…I…I just came over 'cause I

wanted to take a swim," the boy gasped, shocked terribly by the sight of Miss Chambers in such a wantonly displayed state.

"Swim? Yes… go ahead," Carol said vacantly, her eyes glassy, her hand over her lovely mouth.

She tried desperately to cover her exposed cunt without being too obvious about it. She knew perfectly well that the boy had seen her naked, gushing cunt and the nasty thing she was doing with it. Of course she had no idea how much the young lad knew about sex, but she was sure that he had discovered jacking off by now, especially since he had two eighteen-year-old brothers. She supposed that he knew or had guessed something about female masturbation, too.