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Scott's Women - 8
by Aquarius (no address provided)

***

Janice James was a young widow. Her husband had passed 
away from a stroke only a few months ago. Scott had a 
brief, very brief affair with her – it was more lust 
and desire than love for both. (MF, rom)

***

PART 8: Janice James 

I

There are all kinds of stories around about the 
"woman" or the "girl" next door. I've even read a 
couple in the newspaper advice column where some guy -
- or girl, if you will, gets it on with the neighbor 
and has a sudden guilt complex the next day. 

I often laughed about those stories – I did until it 
happened to me not long ago. Yeah, there were several 
girls and women I'd had my share of torrid affairs 
with. I'd lost my darling Rachel a couple years ago 
when her husband, a minister took another church out 
of state. And there was Jessica and Laure both from 
work, god they were beautiful. 

Needless to say I was in serious withdrawals for 
several months. My work suffered for it. I know, my 
boss Jerry was all over me about it and was about to 
let the Oreo sisters: Teresa, Jennifer, and Lisa (two 
brunettes and a blonde) do his heavy work – jump all 
over my back in their best high heels. 

Hey, I'll admit it, I've had my share of wet dreams 
over them; but don't think because they're beautiful 
and young they're anybody's fool. One guy did and his 
career at Luthron was cut short, thanks to Jackie in 
HR; and another had his definitely cut short – sexual 
harassment charges. Anyway, it was: get over it or I'd 
be history.

Me? The girls, I just say "hi", keep my time with them 
on business and leave it at that. However, I had 
become a kind of proxy father-confessor and uncle to 
them over the past few years and a few others around 
there. The one which ended up as more than my lover 
was Jessica; which proved a point, after a while 
around there it becomes like family. 

Anyway, it was a Friday afternoon at home I was 
working in the back yard when I heard a god awful 
scream from the James' yard next door. Then I heard: 
"Robert! ... Robert! ... Oh My God!"

Huh?

I bolted for the yard gate nearly taking the gate off 
the hinges as I ran from my place around the corner 
next door to the James. Our property is back to back 
on a corner. I ran through the open gate into the 
backyard to see Bob lying face down on the ground 
Janice kneeling over him crying. 

"Jan, what happened?" I asked. But it doesn't take no 
four years of pre-med to realize Bob had a stroke. He 
was lying face down on the lawn. Janice was trying to 
roll him over but she couldn't. Bob was a big guy, 
college football at Cornell.

Janice shook her head as she cried. I knelt rolling 
Bob on his back to begin CPR on him. By this time half 
the neighborhood was standing in Janice's backyard. 
None of us had our cell phones available. In the 
meantime someone who did was on their cell phone 
talking to the county 911 dispatcher. A couple of the 
women comforted Janice while myself and someone else 
were trying to revive Bob. Nothing.

Within minutes the paramedics arrived to take charge 
but by that time it was too late. She had everybody to 
include a couple County Deputies in her back yard. 
Finally Janice rode to the hospital in the ambulance; 
I followed in my truck and sat with Janice at the 
hospital until she was called in by the doctor to tell 
her that Bob had expired. Janice was a wreak the rest 
of the week. The funeral home was one of the best in 
the area. Everyone on the next two blocks who knew 
them was at the funeral. Myself and a couple neighbors 
did our best to give Janice the support she needed. 
She could hardly do anything she was too devastated by 
Bob's loss. 

It was nearly a month later Janice seemed to have 
revived and was back to her old fun loving self. I was 
working on my yard cleaning up the winter debris 
wishing I could get someone else to do this when I 
heard a squeal from Janice, looked up to see what 
looked like Old Faithful shooting water skyward.

Oh, oh.

I walked over and looked over the gate to see Janice 
wiping water off her face and swearing. I've never in 
the few years that I've known them to hear her swear. 
Seems she was trying to fix the lawn sprinkler system 
and one of the sprinkler heads broke on her sending a 
geyser of water ten feet in the air. I turned the 
water off and found the broken piece lying a short 
distance away.

Janice looked up at me with a weak smile, her dark 
rimmed glasses streaked with water. She said: "I guess 
I'm just no good at this stuff."

I said, probably rather patronizingly: "You'll learn." 
Then I added: "Looks like this got hit by the lawn 
mower last year."

After that whenever she needed something she would 
call me. Something told me she was more than just a 
helpless female inept at the simplest home repair; she 
was lonely and I was the next eligible single guy – 
widower - in the area. 


II

Two months passed, it was a Friday evening when I 
usually go out to my favorite watering hole down town 
she called and said something was wrong with the 
kitchen sink. Huh?

I went over to see what the problem was. Yup, the sink 
was full of water. I tried the usual trick, the old 
reliable plunger: Nothing. "Be back," I told her.

Grabbing the toolboxes from my garage I loaded them 
into the back of the Suburban and headed back to Jan's 
house. Taking the box with the plumbing equipment in 
first, which included a long steel plumber's snake; I 
was met at the door by Jan.

"Oh, that was quick," she said stepping aside to let 
me back in, a fleeting smile stealing at her mouth. 

I assured her I'd be able to figure it out in a few 
minutes. Getting myself set up, I managed to crawl 
under the sink. The kitchen was large but like any 
kitchen is small when it comes to working under sinks 
– I managed to get myself situated to take the pipes 
apart. 

As I worked, I noticed Jan was seated at the table a 
short distance away and in line with my view of her. 
Whether it was intentional or not I don't know, she 
was close enough I could reach out to touch her legs. 
Jan sat in such a way that I was able to look up the 
housedress she wore. She was wearing a sleeveless 
yellow and white pattern cotton dress that tied to the 
side, and under the dress, a white slip and lace 
panties. As we talked idly, Jan was interested in the 
fact that I had been able to travel around the world. 
In the short time that I'd known Bob and Jan we had 
hardly ever talked about much. Here I was able to 
glimpse up Jan's dress, her legs parted just enough to 
allow me another glimpse of her nice white panties. I 
could feel my cock suddenly becoming hard and 
uncomfortable.

All I could think of at that moment: Damned she's 
nice.

I finally got the last piece off then the elbow piece 
and crawled out to dump the wet debris into a pail I 
had brought in with me. 

"Lose something?" I asked holding up a ring that had 
wedged itself in the pipe and the rest of the junk 
backed up around it.

Jan was surprised. "My Mother's ring! I thought I had 
lost it forever."

She's lucky it didn't go down the garbage disposal 
side of the sinks.

As I was still sitting on the floor among the tools 
and pipes, I handed the ring to her, Janice leaned 
forward pushing her glasses back into place to take it 
from me; the front of her loose dress and full white 
slip fell open. I noticed Jan was not wearing a bra, 
which allowed me a nice glimpse of her nice small full 
firm breasts and small firm dark rose bud nipples. 

Now I was feeling down right horny as hell.

She did not seem to notice that I was gazing down her 
dress as she leaned forward. Sitting up she slipped 
the ring back on the finger of her of her right hand. 
I grinned then and began the job of putting the pipes 
back together. As I worked, I glanced out once in a 
while to see that she had shifted her position but I 
was still able to look up her dress at the nice white 
slip and white lace panty.

Finally crawling out from the confines of the small 
space under the sink, I began to put my tools back in 
the box. Jan asked me if I'd had anything for supper 
seeing that it was late now.

"No, that's alright, Jan, I was heading out for 
something."

"Oh, please, it's the least I can do for you," she 
insisted with a sad smile.

I felt my arm being twisted. "Okay."

Jan fixed a small dinner for us and when we had 
finished, she was putting the dishes in the sink I sat 
at the table watching her. The western sun light shone 
through the kitchen window in such a way that the thin 
dress was nearly translucent on her: God this girl 
looked good. Watching Jan for a moment longer, I 
decided to take a chance on her; I stood from the 
table and moved close to her and touched her arm. 

Jan looked down at my hand touching hers. Jan had not 
let another man touch her 
until now; now a young widow she was free; yet she was 
still pining the loss of Bob. 

She turned slightly to look up in to my eyes. We gazed 
into each other's eyes for the space of a breath. 

As I touched Jan's arm, I gazed in to her crystal 
green eyes. Something stirred in me that I would like 
to have her, even if for a short time. I sensed an 
innocence about her that I had not seen since my 
affair with Rachel. Sliding my hand along her arm I 
lifted it to her chin and leaned forward until our 
lips and mouths touched. I felt Jan stiffen as I kiss 
her, but I sensed something else in her holding out a 
desire to let me kiss her again. It was the need for a 
man in her life; since Bob's passing she had denied 
herself the simple pleasure of a man. 

As our mouths touched I felt tingling sensation flow 
through Janice sending a warmth surging through her. I 
paused for a moment to see what Jan's reaction to this 
would be. She was neither hesitant nor forward in 
letting me kiss her. Lowering her eyes she turned to 
face me. I took this as a sign that she did not mind 
that I kissed her. Reaching up to her face, I 
carefully lifted the glasses from her and laid them 
aside.

Slipping an arm about her, I drew her closer. Not 
knowing what to do, Jan let me draw her closer to me. 
My grasp of her was strong; her small girl-like body 
was pressed against mine as I began kissing her face 
and down to her neck. As I touched the sensitive 
nerves of her neck, Jan sighed with a rising 
excitement that I missed from Rachel. My hands began 
to slowly move along Jan's sides caressing her waist 
and up her back. 

The feeling of a man's hard, strong hands grasping 
her, feeling her body, sent a tingling warmth flowing 
through her that made her feel like she was about to 
melt as she felt the first arousal of her needs and 
desires that she was denying herself. Her small full 
firm breasts were pressed against my hard chest, the 
feeling of a man's body pressing against hers made 
Janice tremble as I grasped her about her hips holding 
her close to me.

I turned Janice so that I was standing behind her 
again. I began to caress and fondle her as I kissed 
her neck to her chest. My hands touched Janice in 
places that she had not been touched until now. I 
slowly drew my hands up along her sides to her small 
full firm breasts, the little nipples tenting the 
dress with her arousal and rising desires; and the 
pleasure of suppressed desires rose to the surface. 

Janice felt something inside of her struggling to say 
"No" her mind was telling her that she should not be 
letting a man do this to her, but her body was begging 
to be cherished by a man. My hands were gentle, 
firmly, leisurely fondling her breasts. Janice could 
feel her breasts swell with the excitement of a man's 
touch. The feeling of my hands cupping her breasts, my 
fingers caressing the hard erect little nipples sent 
warmth flowing through her. 

Then: The pert little nipples tented the dress 
expressing her desire for the attention I was giving 
her now. Janice soon realized that I had her pinned 
against the sink as I slid a hand down to her waist 
and then toward her pulsing young womanhood. With my 
other hand, I unfastened the tie of her dress. Once I 
had the dress unfastened and opened, I slipped my hand 
inside to cup her small full firm breasts that were 
swelled with her arousal at what I was doing to her 
now.

"Ahhh...Do –Don't hurt me, Scott... please..." she 
begged in a soft frightened tone, knowing I would want 
to use her for my pleasure.

"You like this, don't you, Jan?" I said in a firm 
sultry tone, the words soft in her ear leaving no 
doubt that I was not about to stop my seduction of 
her.

A sigh of excitement escaped her: "Ahh, yes – ah, I've 
– it's been too long this was done to me." Her chest 
heaved with her anticipation of what I would do to her 
body, her face flushed, tears moistened her eyes; her 
breath came in rasping gasps.

I could see the look of delight reflected on Jan's 
young face in the window over the sink as her resolve 
was slowly evaporating. Unhurriedly, with my other 
hand, I moved it down to her hips and then down along 
her right thigh sliding over her silken smooth 
stomach, the linen and nylon sending a tingling 
sensation up her stomach. 

Then she felt a sudden heat building in her as I began 
to pull the hem of the dress and slip up, then slipped 
my hand under the hem of the slip moving it to the 
tender V between her legs, pressing my hand against 
her firm, warm womanhood, pressing the nylon panty 
against the moistness of her womanhood, caressing 
Janice' pulsing clit feeling the firm flatness, the 
tender mound, the first warm creamy wetness between 
her legs. 

I felt the heat of Jan's body as I caressed her 
throbbing pussy, her juices seeping with her arousal 
and the excitement of being seduced. A soft shuddering 
sigh escaped her as she felt herself on the verge of 
her first orgasm in a long time.

"Ohh, oh, please, Scott, be gentle with me – now... 
Don't hurt... please..."

"Sssh, you'll enjoy this, Jan. Don't resist. Just be 
submissive now and let me have my way with you. Just 
give in and enjoy it," I whispered into her ear.

Jan's mind struggled with the crumbling resolve 
against her body that craved this kind of physical 
attention that only a man could give her now. She 
sensed the building warmth in her as my hands caressed 
those parts of her body that she knew another man 
should never touch. Yet Jan was beginning to feel the 
sheer erotic pleasures that I was giving her with each 
touch of my hands on her body she never knew she could 
take pleasure in. She gasped as she felt my hand 
slowly move along her thigh lightly caressing it as I 
continued to nip at her neck and the tips of her ear 
lobes. 

My cock was aching now with the anticipation of the 
sheer sexual pleasure with the first penetration of 
Jan's pulsing womanhood. My raging virile cock was 
hard and thick as a steel rod as I fondled Jan's warm 
throbbing moist little pussy. I pressed my cock 
against her back, rubbing her with slow firm movements 
expressing my desire to take her and use her. As Jan 
began to move her hips in rhythm to the caressing of 
her pussy; she felt the hard thickness of my manhood 
being pressed against her back, my slow firm movements 
sent waves of tingling warmth cascading through her 
body. 

She grasped the edge of the sink as she felt the last 
of her determination to resist my molestation of her 
crumble. Her hands began to shake with the warmth 
flowing through her body that she had never felt 
before. The tingling warmth began to flow from her 
pussy up through her stomach, the warm moistness began 
to tingle at her pulsing pussy as she felt a wetness 
seep from her. A low pleasurable sigh escaped her as 
she finally leaned back against me, feeling the 
pulsing hardness of my manhood pressed against her 
back. She had never let another man know her like this 
before. Tears trickled down her cheeks as the warm 
creamy liquid seeped from her womanhood.

"Ohhh, please, Scott be gentle – don't hurt me – I've 
never done this with another man before," she pleaded, 
her hips now thrusting with the firm, gentle stokes of 
my fingers pressing the smooth silken fabric of the 
panty into her warm moist pussy. Then her body 
shuddered as a cry of delightful ecstasy erupted from 
her throat. Her warm thick juices surged from her 
wetting her panties with her searing orgasm. 

As I fondled her small firm breasts and fingered her, 
I knew that Jan was faithful to 
Bob all these years. Now it was all I could do not to 
try and lay her there in the kitchen, but its confines 
would have made that near impossible. Turning her 
around to face me, I slipped my hand under the 
waistband of her panties and down to her throbbing 
warm wet pussy. I slipped my hand down to cup her 
throbbing young womanhood. Gently fondling her I began 
to slip my hard thick finger into her warm wet velvet 
smooth pussy. 

"Ooohhh, no – please, no not..." Jan began to plead 
again, gasping as her mind struggled at the edge of 
surrender as another orgasm filled her. But soon, she 
felt another surge of warmth and the dizzying throes 
the thought she was letting me molest her like this. 
Her hands were white from gripping the edge of the 
sink; her chest heaved with the rapture of being 
molested by a man. The thickness of my finger probing 
her sent a new wave of tingling through her. My finger 
was touching her in such a way that she could no 
longer resist me; with a sudden surge of her creamy 
juices Jan groaned with the erotic feeling and then 
surrendered herself, submitting to me, letting me have 
my way with her, letting me do what I wanted with her.

Jan was gasping as I moved my hand up to the waistband 
of her panty; I slipped my hand under the waistband 
and down to the little wedge of tangy sweet, moist 
downy softness of her hair. I cupped Jan's pulsing 
pussy gently caressing it as I slowly slipped a finger 
into her, penetrating her for the first time, she was 
nice and small and tight, my finger filling her small 
tight womanhood. Jan's mind cried out at this 
violation of her sacred womanhood. I sensed my 
malehood was close to aching for relief as the tip of 
my thumb touched the swollen nub of Jan's clit. The 
sensation of her sensitive nub of flesh being molested 
made her cry out with the pleasure. However, Jan's 
body craved the strange feeling of being abused by a 
man; she never realized before how much she wanted 
this now, letting a man use her for his own pleasure.

Suddenly Jan felt the aching throb need deep inside of 
her; then the relief came in a surge, she cried out in 
a moan as the warm thick juices of her womanhood 
flowed on to my hand as I caressed her pussy, touching 
and fondling it in places that she never knew to be 
possible. A moan of ecstasy erupted from her as she 
felt the release of her juices flow in a steady stream 
for a moment. I leaned down to suck on Jan's nice full 
firm little breasts leaving nips and love marks where 
only she would be able to see them later. 

My manhood was throbbing with the familiar ache of 
wanting this young woman's pussy. I knew now without a 
doubt that Jan was willing to give in to my lust for 
her young body. That made this all the more desirable 
for me as I continued to finger fuck Jan's throbbing 
pussy; I brought her to her another full orgasm. She 
cried out with the warm wet release of her womanhood 
juices a second time. 

I continued to literally forcibly rape Jan with my 
fingers, my finger thrust deep into her with each 
stroke; Jan gasped as she felt my hard thick finger 
just barely touch that sensitive little nub of flesh 
that rendered her all but helpless to me. I felt it 
too as Jan flinched, I molested it, enjoying knowing 
that Jan was helpless to what I was doing to her. My 
mind reeled with the pleasure I was having with Jan as 
I left another dark love mark on her breast. Jan's 
chest heaved in rasping gasps with the exertion of her 
first orgasms as I held her firmly pinned against the 
sink. 

Jan felt faint and dizzy from the multiple orgasms as 
I continued to finger rape her, her juices came once 
more as she cried out for me to stop. That's what I 
was waiting for. I was waiting for Jan to beg me to 
stop that she could not go on any longer she was 
becoming exhausted. This was the part I always enjoyed 
the first time with young girls, the finger raping of 
their young tender little pussies. 

Finally I picked her up and turned to carry her into 
the front room. Laying Jan on the sofa, her blonde 
hair lay in a halo over the pillows; I deftly pulled 
her wet panty off. Jan lay back weak from the orgasms 
unable to do anything now. She could only watch as I 
pulled her panties off and toss them aside and force 
her to spread her legs for me. For the first time in 
her life Jan could only be submissive now as she felt 
the sense of being vulnerable to another man for his 
pleasure. 

Jan watched with mixed fear and wonder as I slowly 
with tantalizing kisses kissed her from her neck and 
chest and breasts down between her legs with my mouth. 
She gasped with awe and surprise as she felt my tongue 
begin to slide along the inside of her legs and around 
to her throbbing, pulsing pussy, then back to her 
pussy and then lave her licking up her juices that 
coated her pussy. Jan gasped and cried out as my 
tongue probed her pussy for the first time. She began 
thrusting and rocking her hips as my tongue assaulted 
her throbbing pussy with a lust and desire for her 
creamy juices. She cried out as she felt the surge and 
then the sweet warm release of her love juices again.

I nearly came as I began to lick and suck Jan's creamy 
honey-sweet love juices from her throbbing pussy. Her 
juices seeped from her pussy on to my outstretched 
tongue. Her little pussy was honeysweet, her juices a 
tangy sweetness that I seldom experienced even with 
younger girls. Jan began thrusting and rocking her 
hips as I probed her nice tight pussy with my tongue, 
taking her, licking at her clit; she cried out as she 
reached another throbbing orgasm. Her honeysweet love 
juices surged on to my tongue; I couldn't help but 
express my satisfaction, as I tasted the creamy 
sweetness of her juices. 

I continued to lick Jan's pussy and probe her until 
she was nearly faint from the exertions of her renewed 
orgasms.

My male hood juices were ready to burst like water 
from a dam, I lifted myself up and unfastened my pants 
and pushed them down, Janice gasped when she saw my 
hard, thick engorged raging virile manhood being 
lowered toward her throbbing womanhood. She felt a 
throbbing aching sensation deep inside her as the head 
of my raging virile cock touched her wet young pussy. 

I leaned down to kiss Janice, the girl's juices 
coating my mouth. For the first time she was forced to 
taste her feminine juices as I slid my tongue into her 
mouth. I stifled her cries of pain at losing herself 
to me as I forcefully pushed my hard thick malehood 
into her nice and tight pussy, the large thick head 
slipped in to her warm wet pussy: I stopped, holding 
it just inside Janice's pulsing pussy. 

Janice cried out with the pain of her rape.

"Please, be gentle... Pleeese don't hurt me – it 
hurts," she pleaded in a weak voice.
 
Jan felt herself on the verge of crying as the hard 
thick head of my raging cock filled her then it was 
forced into her. She cried out with the throbbing pain 
as I forced my hard thick cock into her small tight 
pulsing pussy. Just the tip had penetrated her yet it 
seemed to fill her.

"Gawwwd you're so nice and tight, Jan," I groaned as I 
forced my raging cock deeper in to the girl's nice 
young pussy.

I felt my eyes widen with my male lust for Janice as 
my thick raging cock penetrated her small tight pussy 
for the first time. I couldn't help feel a sense of 
satisfaction at seducing Janice; taking Janice's 
womanhood was like taking a young schoolgirl – or 
those young WAC's I seduced and fucked only a few 
years ago. My hard steel rod thick cock slid into 
Jan's nice tight pussy as she cried out with the first 
pain of being taken by a man after so long. My virile 
cock was large and thick as I forced myself into her.

Then I felt my hard raging thick cock sliding deep in 
to her nice tight young pussy for the first time; she 
moaned. Janice cried out from the first stinging 
sensation of my cock entering her. She couldn't help 
but cry as I pushed deep into her then with a final 
thrust of my hips, I drove my raging cock the rest of 
the way into her; Janice cried out again as my cock 
thrust into her, she cried again at the piercing pain 
as I took her. The sharp pain lanced through her like 
a knife cut then it was a dull momentary feeling then 
the pleasure of my taking her filled her with pleasure 
that she denying herself.

With long slow thrusts at first, I began fucking 
Janice. She grabbed hold of my arms as she cried for a 
moment from the pain of my penetrating her pussy. Soon 
the pain was replaced by the sensation of being 
fucked. Then I began thrusting harder until it was 
like I was fucking her with a jackhammer. Jan looked 
up at me through the tears in her eyes with fear and 
wonder at what I was doing to her. Her mind and body 
was totally absorbed by my fucking her, the feeling of 
my manhood inside her gave her new bodily sensations 
that she never knew could be experienced.

Gasping with each thrust she began gasping harder 
moaning until her body nearly lifted off the coach 
then with a garbled cry she came; I continued for a 
few more minutes, humping this little beauty until she 
came in multiple orgasms and I continued driving my 
hard thick cock in deeper I groaned with the searing 
pain of coming in long thick ropes of my thick male 
cream, filling her pussy. God the release of my pent 
up cum felt good filling her like it did.

We collapsed with the exhaustion of our efforts and 
the satisfaction of unbridled sex.

Getting her breath back, tears streaming down her 
cheeks she looked up at me with a look of pain; Jan 
asked between breathes: "Why did you do this to me?"

For lack of a better answer: "You needed it."

She was quiet for a minute as I finally got off her. I 
leaned down to kiss her again hoping to make things 
better for her.

Janice finally said softly: "You – you were wonderful, 
Scott –thank you, I did need that moment."

I wanted to take her a second time but decided once 
for now was enough.


III

The rest of the weekend I attempted to forget what I 
did to Janice. Of course, I reasoned that she needed 
the reassurance she was still desirable to other men 
and I needed to just do what I did – flat out fuck the 
hell out of her even if it was just once.

However, once was not to be. 

The following Friday, late afternoon the telephone 
rang. Well it wasn't Jerry, I was keeping the old boy 
happy now, Janice helped me keep my mind in order and 
not pine for Rachel - or Laure. A quick check of the 
caller ID displayed Janice's name and phone number.

My first thought as I picked the phone up to answer 
it: Now what?

I answered it with my usual proper etiquette: "Scott, 
speaking, how may I help you?"

"Scott...!" came Janice's cheery voice back at me.

I was about ready to guess she still wanted to throw 
rocks at me for what I did to her last Saturday. "Oh, 
Janice..." I replied trying to keep my voice normal, 
whatever that was.

"Need your help..." she said, still with her cheery 
voice.

Help? I bet she needed my help, but I played the game. 
"Sure, be right over."

I walked over, rang the doorbell the door almost 
immediately Janice opened the door. As she said: 
"Scott..." my gaze traveled from her shoulder length 
blonde hair, those sparkling crystal green eyes 
surmounted by her glasses, her slim figure, dark 
blouse filled out by the her nice small full firm 
breasts, down to the nice short loose black skirt and 
black high heel pumps. I was getting a nice hard on 
all of a sudden.

"...the hot water heater went out."

Huh? Something sounded familiar about this scenario. 
Seems I played this game once before.

"Let me take a look," I said trying to sound "good 
neighbor to the rescue".

Janice led me down to the lower level, a split level 
house to the utility room where washer-dryer, hot 
water heater, and furnace were located. I hesitated a 
second, the door was open. Okay, I thought, maybe she 
was checking to see if the pilot light was still 
going.

I knelt to check the pilot light. I looked at the 
setting on the dial. Yup, she'd been messing with it. 
She stood just behind me. I could look up her skirt to 
see she was wearing stockings. I briefly wondered what 
color her panty and bra were. I turned the dial to OFF 
and checked it again. I wasn't satisfied.

I stood. I said: "Janice, you weren't messing with 
this – were you?"

She looked up at me with surprise. She said weakly: 
"No."
Mmm. "Be back. Let the room air out first. Come on 
upstairs."

I knew all too well what her problem was: She was 
lonely now that Bob was gone and saw me as the only 
guy she could trust, although I'd darn near raped her 
last week. I got away with what I did to her. I 
considered myself lucky on that score. Although there 
were enough tools and other things in Jan's garage to 
outfit a service station, I just needed the time to 
think this situation through. The walk back to my 
place gave me time to think things through. I got my 
tool box and barbeque grill igniter and went back to 
Janice's to see what I could do with the hot water 
tank.

When I returned to Janice's she was waiting in the 
front room for me. We went down to the lower level and 
the utility room which I considered aired out by now. 
I made the adjustments and light the pilot light, set 
it to the proper temperature setting and stood.

Janice was standing behind me again. She asked in a 
timid voice: "You're not mad at me are you?"

I did not see that one coming at all. The question, if 
you will came at me out of nowhere. I was momentarily 
speechless before I could answer: "No. Am I supposed 
to be mad at you?" 

She wrapped her arms about me to give me a big hug. I 
took hold of her; put my hand under her chin tilting 
her small head back to kiss her. Almost instantly our 
tongues were doing a tango as we kissed and hugged; I 
began slowly sliding my hands up and down her back and 
sides, feeling the small bra straps to her butt and 
the feeling of the little bikini panty: I got an 
instant hard-on that was beginning to ache as we 
kissed and felt each other up.

"I should hope not," she breathed slipping a hand 
between us to grasp and fondle my hard thick cock that 
was aching to take her right then and savor the relief 
from pumping gobs of my cum in to her nice tight 
little pussy. "Oh, Scott I need you. You're the only 
man I trust right now." 

I had that one right.

She rubbed her palm over it simulating me until I was 
ready to lay her there on the floor of the utility 
room, cushions or no cushions under her and fuck the 
hell out of her right there.

I moved my hand down her front to her waist then hips 
pressing the skirt between her legs to her throbbing 
wet pussy. I gently moved my hand up and down stroking 
her womanhood. Janice sighed then softly moaned as she 
moved herself against me; she grasped me about the 
neck again, boosting herself a little higher on her 
toes until she was rubbing her pussy against my 
engorged cock.

"God, Scott what you did to me last weekend... I – I 
needed that." She nibbled at my neck as I grasped her 
breast fondling the small pear shape feeling the 
outline of her bra, the other hand grasping her butt 
feeling the outline of her little panty; my mind going 
off in a tangent comparing Janice to the sensuous love 
Rachel gave me; Janice was border line animal love and 
need of sex. 

I sought the tender sensitive spots of her neck which 
nearly sent Janice through the ceiling. I picked her 
up; I never realized how light she was. I carried her 
out to the sofa in the family room, sat down with 
Janice on my lap; we continued kissing as I began to 
unbutton her blouse opening it to see the dark blue 
nylon lace bra, the dark little nipples hard as 
pebbles tenting the bra.

Moving my hand down to her waist again and along the 
skirt and her legs to her knee I carefully and lightly 
caressed her knees and exposed legs then slipped my 
hand under the hem sliding it along her nylon clad 
thigh to her hip feeling the satin smooth skin then 
seam of her little panty. My cock was aching it was so 
hard. I wanted to lay her then, but I prolonged taking 
her, letting her anticipate what I was going to do to 
her.

"We have the whole weekend," I said softly as I 
slipped my hand between her legs to feel the moisture 
of her seeping love juices wetting her panty.

"Make it last, Scott. I need you tonight."

I slowly with very light touches caressed her pussy 
and her small erect clit that was now almost begging 
to be touched and fingered. I teased her for a bit, 
caressing her pulsing young pussy, pressing the nylon 
in to her wetness, fingering her through the nylon 
pressing it a little more rubbing her clit until she 
cried out: "Oh! Scott... I–I'm cumming! Ugggh!"

A stream of her womanhood love juices surged from her 
pussy wetting my fingers. 

I took my hand out from under her skirt showing her 
the juices that soaked my fingers. I held my hand to 
her then touched her lips. She instinctively licked 
and sucked my fingers for a minute tasting her juices. 
I laid her back on the sofa, her head resting on the 
pillow, her blonde hair laid out in a fan about her 
head. She looked up at me as I took my shirt off. I 
kicked my boots off, loosened my pants then pulled her 
scanty little panty down tossing it aside. 

Janice looked up at me with tears in her eyes, 
dropping her tearful gaze to my hips and my engorged 
cock as it was freed from my briefs. 

"Be gentle, Scott," Janice pleaded with me in a timid 
voice. "Don't hurt me now..."

I moved between her legs then getting my cock wet with 
her juices, pre-cum seeped from my cock, our juices 
prepared us, I probed her throbbing pussy until I 
slipped in to her, Janice cried out as I went deep in 
to her, she arched her hips letting me take her; then 
with a thrust I began fucking this young angle letting 
me have my way with her.


IV

A couple times that month we made plans to get away 
from the place and go to a hotel somewhere where no 
one questioned us. We would go to the other end of the 
state just to leave the neighborhood gossips behind, 
check in to a fancy hotel or motel, whichever was 
appealing to us at the time and literally shack up for 
the weekend. 

That last weekend we made plans for a "get away" to 
one of the ski resorts which specialized in off season 
rates and service. Janice got off work early toward 
one o'clock, I picked her up, she left her car at work 
and we headed off for our last weekend together; the 
neighborhood rumor control center was working 
overtime: glad somebody was. Seems they had Janice and 
me hitched and living together. We no more wanted an 
arrangement like that than flying to the moon without 
a shuttle craft. I still pined for my beautiful Rachel 
and 
Janice pined for her lost husband: at the time we just 
needed each other. 

We arrived at the resort toward late afternoon. When 
we left where Janice worked she tossed her suit case 
in the car, jumped in and pointed to the highway. "Go, 
baby, go..."
was all she said as I pulled out of the parking lot as 
she slide across the seat to sit beside me as I pulled 
on to the interstate. As she slid across the seat the 
dress she wore rode up her legs to show the tops of 
her nylons.

When I was heading up the interstate she slid her hand 
on to my leg and cock squeezing it ever so much. My 
cock came to life in a heartbeat. She smiled. I set 
the cruise control on the car then deftly began to 
caress her leg, savoring the feel of the nylons, 
drawing the dress up to her hips until I could glance 
down at her nice dark little garter belt and panty. In 
an instant my hard on was aching to feel itself in her 
nice tight young pussy. I was damn temped to stop at 
some secluded spot and take her there in the car: I'd 
done it before with a couple girls. I decided to wait.

We arrived at the resort and the motel where I made 
reservations. We got to the room, set the luggage 
aside, closed the door, locked it, and before Janice 
realized it, with a squeal she found herself on her 
back on the bed, her blouse open, revealing a dark 
lace and satin bra; I had the skirt up to her waist 
and the panty down and my pants open; my hard thick 
viral cock was at the opening of her nice wet 
throbbing pussy. I had my hard thick malehood 
thrusting in to her; she cried out again as I forced 
it in to her penetrating her to my balls. Jan suddenly 
cam, her creamy love juices surging from her in a 
steady stream for a couple minutes; she cried out with 
the searing pain of her orgasm. God, she felt good, 
her pussy gripping my cock as I slid in and out of 
her, her juices flowed for a moment. Jan moaned with 
the pleasure of just being fucked like this, this is 
what she wanted; it felt good fucking her this way. 

Needless to say, we spent most of the weekend in bed 
just fucking the hell out of each other. 

That weekend we found solace in each other's arms and 
bed, and enjoyed the time together; we enjoyed the sex 
and the time together but the neighborhood gossip 
squad ruined all that.

We decided to end it after a couple months – a couple 
nosey neighbors thought our love affair was leading to 
us getting hitched. Small chance, we knew early on our 
personalities were miles apart but we were attracted 
to each other just the same. We remained good 
neighbors and friends until I left the area. 

To be continued...

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