THE THIRD ONE

A few days after the party Armand left for an extended art
buying tour in Asia. He would be gone for three weeks,
perhaps even a month. This was very disappointing for
Amy because she loved Armand and was becoming very
addicted to the perverted sex they had every night. Still,
the man had to make his money so off he went.

Colette seemed to take it all in stride for the most part.
The only major change in her routine proved to be less
dressing up in lovely outfits for Arman's benefit. In fact,
Colette began spending most of the time in the house and
around the pool totally naked. She told Amy that she
wanted to air her body out good before summer ended
which would be soon. Colette's breasts seemed to be
getting larger if such a thing was possible. She finally
confided that Gerard had brought some special pills from
Europe that stimulated breast development.

Naturally flat chested Amy was quite interested in these
pills and Colette shared several with her house mate.
Almost immediately the slender girl felt a change in her
tiny boobs. Her nipples grew larger and more sensitive
and her breasts seemed fuller. After a few days Amy had
to stop wearing her old bras because they had become
painfully tighter. One afternoon Amy caught Colette
in the den happily sucking her own pendulous breasts. "I
can't help myself...it feels so damned good," Colette
giggled.

Amy smiled and left her alone. Secretly she wondered if
her own tits might someday grow large enough that she
could also self suck. At least now she had hope.

Growing increasingly bored, Amy was happy when the
book that Theo had promised was brought to the house
by a delivery boy. She immediately began reading. It
was difficult for her to understand why Tennyson Cloing
remained on her mind so much of the time. Sometimes
her memories of their shared kiss made her feel like
a dirty whore because she felt unfaithful to Armand in
her mind. Yes, she had sucked Gerard's cock but he
was family. She did not feel the least bit guilty about her
little episode with the kindly old gentleman Theo either.
However, it was somehow different where Tennyson was
concerned, despite the fact that there had not been sex in
any real way.

While the novel was somewhat politcal like Theo had
warned, it was basically a sweet love story at heart. Amy
could not put it down. Whatever Tennyson Cloing might
be there was no question of his tremendous talent. The
book was quite simply a very thrilling read.

Although the novel was very text heavy she had almost
finished with it when, with book in hand, she decided to
take an afternoon hike through the woods behind the
house. Hopefully she would spot a nice spot where she
could read amidst the wonders of nature...something that
the girl thoroughly enjoyed.

Amy was thrilled to find a little stream only minutes from
the house. She planted her skinny bottom beside a huge
walnut tree and opened Tennyson's novel. Within a few
minutes the girl was deepy absorbed by the fantastic
prose of her mysterious neighbor. Then she thought she
heard a rustling among the leaves that carpeted the
forest floor. Curious, Amy peeked from behind the walnut
fully expecting to find a funny little squirrel scampering
about or perhaps even a deer searching for berries. Her
pretty eyes flew open wide when they settled on the
true source of the racket. To her utter shock it was none
other than her new favorite author and neighbor Mr.
Cloing himself!

For some reason the curious girl did not reveal herself
but rather chose to see what the young man was up to
out there in the woods. She watched as the slim, bare
chested man paused at a little clearing illuminated by
plenty of bright sunshine. He carried an object that
turned out to be a blanket. Tennyson spread the blanket
in the clearing before removing his pants and stretching
out for seemingly for a session of nude sun bathing.

Amy felt her breath coming in little ragged stops and
starts as she stared at Tennyson's beautiful body and
long flaccid cock. At this point she was at most only fifty
feet away, but still she took pains to stay hidden. She
had gotten lucky in the sense that her position was just
slightly behind the man so that she could remain totally
undiscovered as long as she kept quite.

The girl continued to observe the man as he relaxed
with his arms behind his head. His chest was covered
with a light golden brown fur. She bit her lip as he
scratched his nipple where an insect had lighted for a
moment. Amy began to feel so dirty and guilty about her
unladylike activity. She had just about steeled herself
to either slip quietly away or possibly approach the
writer and say hello. Still, she worried about intruding
upon his moment of privacy. Then her jaw dropped.

Tennyson's hand moved towards his crotch. He grasped
his hairy ball sack and massaged it gently, yet adamantly.
It didn't take much of this before his cock was soon
anything but flaccid. Soon his shaft pointed skyward
as proud as could be. Amy chewed anxiously on her
fingernails...scarcely believing the remarkable moment
she was experiencing. True, she had occasionally found
her younger brother jacking off but he had nothing like
the equipment Tennyson possessed. Amy guessed that
it was at least nine inches long and as thick as an oak
tree. Her crotch tingled to the point of driving her crazy
but the girl could not take her eyes away.

Insane sensations spread between the little girl's thighs
and instinctively she pinched one of her nipples which
were already aching due to the enhancement medication.
As Tennyson began a steady, rhythmic stroking of his
fat pecker his desperate need to cum increased and the
young man commenced a sad sort of groaning that did
little to calm Amy. There was a part of her that went out
with total empathy towards the poor horny male but she
dared not do more than fantasize about how sweet it
would be to accept his rock hard love deep in her wanting
womb.

Amy attempted to stand in order to improve her angle
of observation. However, her thin legs trembled violently
and forced her to remain sitting. She began to pant to
the point that she feared alerting the object of her vigil.
This was a baseless fear however because the young
man pulled his stiff cock more urgently now and his strong
hairy chest heaved with the effort. At last he was granted
release and all the pent up sperm in his sack exploded
through the head of his organ and shot skyward in
an exciting torrent of gorgeous white, steaming cum.
His cumming continued for several long seconds until
his hand fell still. Tennyson closed his eyes within minutes
,his rhythmic breathing indicating that he had fallen into
a restful slumber.

With effort, Amy gained her feet and drifted away with
as much stealth as she could muster. She glanced back
one last time to the spot where the man,s body lay...the
semi flaccid dick still twitched faintly and a fairly thick
strand of milk oozed from the swollen head. Amy did her
best to record a visual image of the scene and she
hurried away.

The girl arrived back home suffering from an extreme
case of sexually related agitation. How she wished
Armand or even Gerard had been there to greet her! It
helped very little when she found her lovely co-wife
Colette sleeping on the couch completely naked, a self
created hicky glared round and purple just beside the
blond's left nipple. It was all to much for little Amy. She
rushed to her room and found the dildo Armand had given
her as a present just before he'd left. She reminded her
self to thank her husband for his kindness. Then she
hurriedly stripped and fell on her bed. Her body was on
fire as she lubbed the dildo and worked it into her anus
while furiously fingering her vagina. Soon she was
writhing like a madwoman and then experienced one of
the most explosive orgasms of her entire life. Her lust
was satisfied but still Amy was upset. The fact that
Tennyson was supposedly on his way to jail had suddenly
become a concept that she could not bear to think about,
yet she could think of nothing else.

Amy felt so dirty and ashamed but it was pointless to
deny that, if she could have her way, Tennyson would
never have to jack off alone ever again. The poor upset
girl sobbed herself to sleep. She had cried herself to
sleep many times before but never over a broken heart;
and one broken by a man whom she'd barely met and
had never done her any wrong! Her long sought after,
finally perfect life was in upheaval.

The very next morning two calls arrived a the house. One
was from Armand. He was hot on the trail of some special
finds but that meant he would be delayed another two
weeks at least. "Just great," Amy grumbled under her
breath when Colette gave her the news. She needed her
new husband more than ever. How could she possibly
stop thinking about Tennyson when she was so lonely
for male companionship...not to mention sex? Fortunately
another call came shortly afterwards. It was Theo, he
asked if Amy could meet him for a breakfast date.

Amy glady accepted the offer and rushed off to get a bath
while she waited on Theo's car to arrive and pick her up.

The girl was happy to see the older gentleman and leaned
over to give him a peck on the cheek after he'd given her
a warm greeting. They embraced and drove off to find
and nice place to eat. "I'm so glad you called today Theo,
it's so lonely at the house since Armand left. Colette is
in her own world half the time not much company for the
most part."

Theo chuckled, his white teeth flashing beneath his
equally white moustache. "That definitely sounds like
our Colette," he said. "Everyone loves her but she's one
of those complicated people who is never quite the same
from one day to the next."

"Oh, I think she just misses Armand even more than I do.
She loves that man with all her heart."

"Sounds like the woman needs a lover to satisfy her while
her man is away. I doubt Armand has waited long to bed
some exotic little trollop. Oh no, I shouldn't have said that
my dear?" Theo was terrible at apologizing for his slip up
but Amy let him off the hook with another kiss to the
man's ruddy cheeks.

"I've had my viagra this morning," he whispered into her
ear. Then Theo took Amy's little hand and placed it atop
the very considerable bulge in the crotch of his trousers.

"I'll say you did you old devil," Amy replied...very impressed.

"I must say that I've had difficulty forgetting how sweet
you tasted on the end of my tongue that night at the party
my dear," Theo cooed.

"Oh Theo, you lovely old fool. I'll glady return the favor,
do you want me to suck it for you now?" Amy massaged
the old man's prick which lengthened in appreciation.

"I can barely think of anything I'd love more but why don't
we let it slumber until after we've had our breakfast. I have
every intention to feed you twice this morning...and well
too!"

Amy giggled as the driver stopped Theo's big luxury
automobile at a red light. "Look there," Theo said and
pointed. Amy's eyes followed in the direction the old
gentleman indicated and she caught a glimpse of Tennyson
Cloing walking quickly from a magazine rack.

"Why that's Tennyson," Amy exclaimed. She struggled
to suppress her interest. If Theo noticed anything he did
not express it. "Yes, he's gone there to pick up some
magazine or other...doubtless one that carries his latest
bit of writing. The clerks say he comes in from time to
time to examine any newly printed versions of his work.
If the editor took liberties with the text he will throw a mad
fit right there in the middle of the store they say...cursing
and screaming like a maniac."

"He is a very serious writer," Amy said. "And you know
how sensitive extremely creative people can be. I just
finished the novel you sent me. I truly believe Tennyson
is one of the greatest writers I've ever read."

"He is talented no doubt, but a bit off in the head if you
ask me," Theo replied. "What he needs is a good long
fuck from some hellion with flames shooting from between
her legs."

"Theo, you're terrible this morning. Perhaps he is simply
to busy to date someone. All great geniuses must spend
most of their time working or in deep reflection."

"Yes, I know I'm dreadful. I'm probably jealous because
he is so young and talented. However, I'm afraid he'll find
plenty of time for reflection while serving an eight year
jail term." Theo tugged his moustache thoughtfully and
Amy sighed deeply.

"How soon before his sentence begins?" she asked.

"No longer than a week or two I'm told. He is making a
final appeal but it doesn't look good. I'm afraid he has
angered some important people with words written with
a pen dripped in poisonous ink."

Theo wasn't sure how or why but he sensed Amy was
feeling poorly. He couldn't help but admire the way Armand
drew such devotion from his women. Even an old man
could learn a thing or two from Armand Prentiss Theo
mused silently. Then he pulled a flask from his coat
pocket. "Drink this my dear and soon you feel as happy
as a lark."

Amy gratefully accepted the flask. She turned it up and
took a long swollow. Theo smiled at her enthusiasm
for drink. The girl took another and soon her smile
returned even as her hand wandered back to Theo's
crotch. By the time they entered the restaurant parking
lot the old man's fly was open as Amy stroked his cock
skillfully. She took Theo's heavy nuts in her little hand
and squeezed them with surprising strength. Theo leaned
back in his seat and groaned in appreciation. He quickly
informed the driver to forget about breakfast and drive
them to some quite secluded place. The words had
barely passed beneath his moustache when Amy gulped
hard and half the old man'd prick. She worked her head
up and down the turgid appendage like a professional.
"Awwwww...I can't stand it darling." Theo grunted. Then
he took both hands and shoved the sweet girl's pretty
head down hard.