"Great!" Sally Sue said, laughing. "We'll go out to some other joint and pick up a couple of chicks!"

The lounge exploded in laughter as she slipped away from the middle-aged man and went back to talk with the two younger men. Sally Sue didn't like to put anyone down, but he'd asked for it.

She found them, as she'd hoped, to be good material. The one to her left, as she moved the traveling mike bounced jokes back at her and seemed to have fine vibes. As he spoke and looked directly into her almost violet eyes, he was writing on the back of a business card which he finally put into her hand without a flicker of an eyelid. Sally Sue read the eyes and knew the young, handsome man wanted her.

Men always wanted her. This one was attractive and she felt a restless stirring in her love-starved loins. It had been so long since she'd had the pure pleasure of a thick rigid penis throbbing up inside her cunt. Wildly she thought that if this one just got up and took her by the hand and led her, she would go to bed with him, open her sleek legs and take him up between her trembling thighs eagerly, and rejoice in the feeling of his warm cockhead slowly sliding deep into her belly, making her sensitive vaginal flesh ripple ahead of it, tickling thousands of nerves with every wonderful stroke. Just the thought of it made her glands begin to work, and in seconds the lips of her wetly pulsating vagina were filling with urgent blood, flexing in eagerness. Sally Sue clenched her thighs tight and tried not to think how it would feel if he reached out and rubbed his outstretched middle finger over her pussy and teased her clitoris. She had been so long without a man that she was sure just a touch would make her orgasm.

She had an incredible obscene urge to thrust out her vaginal mound toward him in invitation.