"Ooooooh," she cried, "yes, put it in meeee."

"I'll last longer this time, too," Frank promised. He wasn't kidding. This time he balled her for half an hour, making her come again and again. It I was the kind of fuck she'd dreamed of all those dull years with Joe. There'd been many times when Joe had come so fast that she didn't get off, and then she'd lie in the darkness beside him seething with frustration and wishing someone would ball her to exhaustion.

Now it was happening. As Frank sawed steadily away with his big hard prick, Judy clung to him and felt a melting series of orgasms that left her breathless and dizzy with pleasure. Why, oh, why wouldn't her own husband ball her like that?

"My God, Frank," she finally gasped, "I'm exhausted. You've got to come now."

"Okay," he panted. "Put your legs around me. I dig it that way."

Judy clumsily obeyed, wrapping her legs around his sweaty hot back, locking them there. Naturally Joe had never asked her to do that. But it felt good, opening her more deeply to Frank's slamming cock. Then Frank moaned and flooded her tight little twat with a fiery load of come.

As his cock shriveled inside her, Judy sighed with satisfaction. It seemed too good to be true that she'd been wonderfully fucked – and paid a hundred dollars for it! Her new job was turning out to be quite an adventure.

They dressed and Frank drove her back to the club. As they entered, Rossi hurried over to them, a look of concern on his face. When Frank grinned and winked, Rossi looked relieved. Obviously he'd expected Judy to foul up her first assignment.

"Great little piece of ass," Frank told Rossi.

Rossi flashed Judy a look of approval, and she blushed and hurried off to resume her duties as a waitress. She was kept very busy until two in the morning, when she finally dressed and drove home. To her relief she found Joe sound asleep. She really couldn't have faced him, not after what she'd done tonight. She crawled into bed beside him and lay there thinking about her amazing evening.