Judy Rider settled down on the bed and lit a cigarette. She was bored with the late night television talk show and restless.

From time to time she glanced out the window. Pam and Chuck were still grappling in Chuck's Chevy. Poor Pam. Past thirty and still under the thumb of her mother.

Not that my life is so wonderful, Judy thought ruefully. Bob never seems to come home any more. I wonder if he really is working late. If he doesn't come home soon and fuck me I'll go crazy.

She inhaled deeply, seething with a frustration that was becoming part of her everyday life. Knowing Pam was probably getting fucked didn't help.

Still, she didn't envy her sister-in-law. Pam was almost an old-maid, although the term was no longer used much. Even though Bob was neglecting her lately, Judy had to admit she still had a fine life. She had two adorable sons sleeping nearby and a popular teenage daughter.

At the thought of her sons, the brunette's pussy twitched. She hated to admit it, it was much too perverse, but as the boys grew older she was seeing them as males and not just as her children.

Now she snapped open the beer she'd brought upstairs and lit a fresh cigarette from the old one. It was lonely being in bed without Bob. She couldn't help but remember the old days before the children were born. Their sex life had been so good then. Why did things have to change?

Sometimes she resented living so close to Bob's mother and sister. When the children were young Pam would help out by baby-sitting, but Maggie was always busy running around and getting fucked. Everyone knew it, but no one talked about it. Bob's mother was a very sexy lady who pretended to be pristine. What a joke. Judy sighed and sipped her beer. In the old days Bob couldn't get enough of her. He had known how to make her come and always took care of her needs before he took care of his own.