"God, I need a man!" she moaned. "Or a woman, or anything!"

As pictures of first one lover, then another, and even some she had only hoped to love continued flashing through her mind, Cheri twisted and turned on the bed, her ass clenching, her cunt gripping at her plunging fingers, her tits aching for more than just her own touch. Even as she built toward an explosion which would rip her apart with pleasure, Cheri was cussing fate. And she was remembering past pleasures and disappointments.

Cheri had been very young when Bill moved in with them. He had actually moved in with Neva, but the rest came with the deal. Cheri was the oldest. Then came Reesa, and last, Jim. Cheri knew from the start that Bill hadn't really wanted a family, but he showed them as much attention as Neva would let him. Cheri's mother had wanted all his attention, but kids do demand certain things, and Bill seemed willing to share his time with them. Cheri wanted more than he was ever willing to give, though.

Cheri had long before drilled a hole in Neva's bedroom door. She did it first because she thought it would be a kick to spy on her mother, but later found intense pleasure in watching Neva's sexual encounters. But nothing which had gone before had prepared her for Bill.

It wasn't that he was better-looking than Neva's other men. Or that he had anything special about him which made him sexier. His hair was just a normal dark brown, his features even a little short of handsome, and his body just average. The first time Cheri spied on them, her legs became so weak that she almost couldn't stand up to peek through the hole.

It had actually started in the living room. Cheri had been almost asleep when she heard the knock at the door. "I wonder who could be coming?"

Cheri had come wide awake, but Reesa and Jim were sleeping totally unaware.