“Ahhhh God!” I saw him thrust even faster, pumping in and out of her now. “I’m gonna come!”

“Come all over me!” She groaned as he pulled out. I saw her fingers working her pussy, round and round, just like me. His cock throbbed and twitched, sending huge jets of his cum over her bare, swollen mound. A thick, white cascade of it slipped between her lips and ran down toward the mattress.

I stared at that flood of cum and wondered how it would taste, mixed with all her tangy juices. I trembled all over, feeling my orgasm taking me, shuddering through me with a force that threatened to buckle my knees. Lifting my fingers to my mouth and sucking on them, I moved quickly away from the door, heading for the bathroom.

When I locked the door and started running the water in the tub, I took off my robe and stood in front of the mirror, wondering what Doc had meant when he said, “Do you think she’ll do it?” Of course he meant me. What did he want me to do? Was it-could it possibly be-all of the naughty things I was thinking?

I closed my eyes, remembering how he grabbed her, held her, pressed her, fucked her. It made me flush and my breath came quicker. I met my own eyes in the mirror when I opened them, realizing that whatever “it” was, Mrs. B was probably right. I was going to do it.

Chapter Four

“How’d you sleep, Ronnie?” Doc came into the kitchen wearing just a pair of swim trunks, and I noticed how tanned and broad his back was as he bent down to look into the fridge.

“Good,” I replied over my cup of coffee. Janie and Henry chewed mouthfuls of Cocoa Crispies and Fruity Pebbles, each reading their respective boxes with a measure of concentration I only saw when they stared at the TV. “How about you?”