But not tonight, Laura suddenly decided. Deep down, a feverish excitement was stirring in her loins, a strange, eerie desire that had never kindled in her before.

She knew the real reason she'd brought Cindy home for the night.

The blonde was sound asleep when they went to their bedroom and stripped. In bed, Laura explained how she'd promised the Sheriff's Deputy she'd give Cindy bus-fare back home in the morning, when the girl was sober. Cindy had no intention of ever going home, she knew. Her mother was a wild swinger, divorced, and a number of her boyfriends had tried to rape the blonde.

"Maybe I can talk her into staying a few days," Laura said, shivering fiercely as Don squeezed her naked hot tits.

"What for?" Don asked.

"Just… company, I guess," the brunette murmured, her cunt beginning to seep honey as his huge cock pressed against her thigh. "Don, can we hold sex off just for tonight, darling?"

"What the hell for?" he said angrily.

"I guess I'm self-conscious because someone's in the next room," she lied quickly. "I'm exhausted too, honey. We'll swing in the morning, in the shower, okay, darling? Please?"

"Shit!" Don exploded. Then he sighed, and took his hands from her tits and turned over on his side. "Okay, then. I'm bushed too, and one night won't hurt anything. But tomorrow morning, lady, you get it three times – in the ass, too!"

"You're on," Laura murmured, secretly stroking her trembling cunt. God, she was hot! But with cunning, the nurse knew damn well Don wouldn't be able to sleep soundly with his enormous hard-on.

And with a deliciously sexy blonde just a few yards away, naked beneath her sheets.

Laura had seen the way Cindy looked at her husband, hot-eyed, horny, noting the immense bulge in his tight pants. Whether or not the story Cindy told her was true, Laura was certain the blonde was fast and easy, sensed that the girl actually fucked like a mink.