"Ahhhhhh, I'm coming!" Chris wailed.

"Oooooooo, fuck, me, too," Linda cried, "Ohhhhh."

"Ohhhhhhh, shit, it's good," Patty groaned. "I'm getting off,ohhhhhh, wow, ohhhhhhhhhh."

The girls writhed and bucked as explosive orgasms sent their luscious young bodies into violent convulsions. They jerked their fingers furiously in their gushing pussies, getting jolt after jolt of breath-taking pleasure. When their spasms were over, they lay red-faced and panting on their towels, and it was a full minute before they could talk.

"Sensational," Chris sighed.

"It sure was," Linda agreed.

"You know what, girls?" Patty said. "I think we're ready for the real thing. We been doing this kid stuff for five years. I think it's time we fucked."

Bold and tipsy from beer, her pals agreed. "Let's make a bet," Chris said eagerly. "Whoever loses her cherry first gets five bucks apiece from the others."

"You're on," Linda said. "Let's see, it's Friday, we've got a whole weekend to try and get laid. We can get together on Sunday and see who won."

"No time to waste, then," Patty said, leaping to her feet. "Let's go home, dress, and get started." She grinned wickedly at her friends. "I don't know about you two," she said, "but I know just who I'm gonna start with."

CHAPTER TWO

Her friends felt sorry for Patty. On that Friday afternoon when they made their bet, she had to work. Linda and Chris would have a head start while poor Patty put in four hours as a part-time secretary.

Patty didn't feel sorry for herself at all. She was grinning when she walked into the office of the Biggs Construction Company. Her boss, Ed Biggs, grinned back. Biggs was a large bearish man of about forty with a ruddy face and thick sandy hair streaked with grey. As always, hit necktie was on crooked and he was chomping on a fat unlit cigar.