"Randy darling. I'm so glad you could come. I've been so hungry for you. I couldn't have waited another minute. Mmmmmm…"

"Gee, Miss Kerr! That's fantastic… uuuuuhhh!"

A cold chill ran down Jean's spine. It had never occurred to her that Eileen might have a lover in the neighborhood. She was going to go away and leave them in peace, jealous that her friend was enjoying a pleasure denied to her.

Then she began to wonder. Why would her lover call Eileen "Miss Kerr"? The voice sounded very young, but surely it couldn't be…

"Uh jee-zuz, Miss Kerr! You sure know how to suck cock!"

At one and the same time, Jean experienced a thrill of shock in her spine, and a jolt of lust in her pussy. Eileen was sucking the cock of… someone.

The lewd question was too intriguing for Jean to pass up. She had to know exactly what was going on in there. She could hear Eileen quieting her visitor, warning him that he must be careful not to awaken her friend. Eileen was vigilant. Jean didn't dare open the door even a crack. Quickly she hastened from the cottage and around to Eileen's bedroom window. The thin curtains hid little.

There it was! The depravity Jean had expected, yet had been unable to believe.

Her friend Eileen was kneeling naked over her lover, his hard cock appearing from and disappearing into her mouth. Her lover too was naked. And from the looks of him, Jean was sure he couldn't be more than eighteen at the very most.

As he tossed his head passionately from side to side, Jean found herself thinking she knew him from somewhere. It seemed impossible. Whom did she know here? Then she remembered! The busboy who had cleared their table in the restaurant tonight!

"My God!" she whispered in a voice that trembled. Her own head moved up and down as she watched Eileen's head bob over the teen's turgid cock. She could almost imagine how that slender rubbery cock would feel, driving to the back of her throat. She could almost imagine it was her own tongue swirling round and round the bloated tip.