Scandal On Madison Avenue

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER ONE

Valerie stretched her long slim legs out under the covers, down to where the sheets were cooler and soothing. She felt over-warm. Even though she was wearing a very scanty nightgown, the transparent fabric clung to her voluptuous contours, as moisture from her nervous perspiration seeped through to the material. She adjusted her pillows, propping them behind her back and with a quick gesture, brushed her long auburn hair from, her. eyes. Then she opened the forbidden book to the page she had marked with a small slip of paper.

"Cliff began the steady back and forth motion that was a forerunner of what was to come. He placed the tip of his member to her moist, hair-shielded opening, then with a sudden thrust he pushed all the way into her and the entire bulk of his c**k slid into her, creating a wondrous sensation that filled her with a steadily rising fire."

Valerie put the book down, her smooth creamy breasts heaving as she caught her breath. She glanced once more at the clock and listened a moment. Perhaps she would hear the car pulling into the driveway. But she heard nothing... only the sounds of crickets chirping in the warm night air of the garden behind the comfortable Long Island home. She had decided to wear the most alluring night gown she owned that evening. One of Robert's favorites. She was determined that he would not ignore her tonight. She mentally began to count days in her head... the days It had been since her husband had last made love to her. Yes, it was more than two weeks now. More than two weeks! In all of the five years they had been together, there had never been such a long stretch between their love-making. A few days maybe, but nothing like this. She had always been secretly pleased that Robert continued to show such an avid interest in her body as the years of their marriage passed.

But now it was different. He always seemed so preoccupied these days since it became known that he was in line for a promotion from Senior Art Director to the position of Account Executive at Carter and White Advertising. He had let her know in no uncertain terms that he did not intend to be stuck as an Art Director all his life... that wasn't where his interests lay. He wanted the big money... the big office... the best of everything.

Somehow Valerie wished that things could remain the same for them. She had considered herself very happily married up until this point. Now Robert was hardly ever at home and she missed him. Her body missed his touch. She wondered if he was bored with her... perhaps it was her fault somehow. But her mirror still reflected a splendid 36-24-36 shapes of which any woman would be proud. Her dark hair reflected smoldering red highlights and her skin was fresh and clear. She had been a much sought after photographer's model before marrying Robert and she had lost none of her good looks since then. If anything, she had grown more beautiful than before. No,. she didn't think it was her fault and yet she had tried everything these last few days to tempt him... and nothing had worked. Well, tonight would be different she thought. Tonight she would not let him ignore her. With a sigh, Valerie returned to her book.

"He wrapped his arms tightly about the young girl's willing body, pushing deeper and deeper until her moans and sighs filled the entire room. Suzanne had never felt anything like this before... "

Valerie quickly closed the book. She could hear the sound of the Pontiac pulling into the drive. The wheels crunched over the fine gravel and then came to a stop. There was a moment of stillness after the motor was cut. The car door slammed and she heard Robert's quick, heavy step on the walk. She threw the naughty book back into the drawer and jumped out of bed... so that she could examine herself once more in the mirror.

After smoothing her hair and adjusting her gown, she applied a few more drops of 'Madame Rochas' to her ear lobes, one more drop inside the deep cleavage of her breasts and another to the soft Vee between her shapely thighs. He simply could not refuse her tonight, she knew. Her lavender gown reached only to the tops of her soft pink thighs, but even if the gown had continued down to her toes, not one inch of Valerie's lush body would have been hidden from even the least curious gaze, for the material was of the sheerest available. It did not hide the shadow of her curly pubic hair that softly covered her s*x mound, nor did it hide the rosy tips that crowned her generously proportioned globular breasts. When she turned to hop back into bed, the mirror reflected two nether cheeks of ample size to fit, each one, the curve of a large masculine hand, as they gently bounced rhythmically to each stop she took.

When Robert opened the door of the bedroom, Valerie was propped seductively back on her pillows, smiling pleasantly at him.

"Hello, darling," he said, kissing her briefly on the lips and turning to go to his closet, where he promptly began to disrobe.

Valerie watched him as he took his things off, his back to her.

"Sorry I'm so late again," he continued. "Just couldn't be helped. Ron wanted to go over some pointers with me about tomorrow's meeting of the big wigs. Could be very important." He was nude by this time... and Valerie admired his strong, muscular back, the firm, tight buttocks and the long tanned legs that had so attracted her to him five years ago when they had first met at Ocean Beach. She blushed and looked away as he turned to come toward the bed. A thrill ran through her at the thought that they could soon be making love. Her entire body longed for him... it was like a dull ache all over.

"God... I'm tired!" Robert exclaimed, letting himself fall heavily into the bed. He covered his nude body with the lightweight summer blanket. He could feel himself falling asleep as his head touched the pillow.

But Valerie pressed her warm body against the hard flatness of his reclining form.

"Oh, darling," she said... "Darling, I've missed you so much." She kissed his shoulder with soft moist lips and wrapped one long silky leg around his.

Robert wanted only to roll over and go to sleep, thoughts of the next day's meeting drifting through his head. But he felt the nudging pressure of Valerie's body touching him. One of her breasts brushed against his arm. The familiar scent of her perfume reached his nostrils just as Valerie slid her leg between his and he could feel his p***s involuntarily begin to rise in anticipation of what she would do next.

Valerie could feel the shiver that ran through her husband and encouraged by it, she placed her hand on his groin. She felt an electricity run through her as her hand touched the stiffness of his erect c**k. She closed her hand around its girth, imagining the enormity of it plunged deep inside her, touching the very depths of her womb. She emitted a soft groan of desire as Robert turned slowly toward her.

He gathered her trembling body against his, pressing his throbbing member against her soft, fleece-covered p***y as he did so. Valerie writhed against him in ecstasy. At last it was going to happen.

It seemed like she had been waiting forever. Her body strained, all its muscles tight, begging to be possessed by him. Clinging to his massive chest, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, letting her hips execute a slow grinding motion against his rock hard c**k. Robert pushed up the fold of her scanty gown and felt the nakedness of her loins. He entwined one thick finger in the ringlets of hair surrounding her cunt and then teasingly slid it between the folds that covered the tiny ridges of her soft, quivering s*x.

"Ooooh... " she moaned. "Oh, darling don't stop... yes, do that some more!"

Robert continued to slide his finger back and forth, causing a delicious friction in Valerie's cunt as he flicked back and forth across the bud of her swelling c******s.

"MMmmm... " she crooned and Robert felt as though his c**k would burst her sounds excited him so. He caught his hand up under one firm round breast and squeezed hard. He knew she liked that.

"Aaah!" she cried out in pain. But the pain subsided quickly as the fire built in her belly. Robert's finger plunged on and on and then suddenly slid down to the opening of her vaginal lips and slid inside the smooth, quivering dampness. He inserted two fingers and then three, letting them twist around up and up into the clasping wetness of her p***y.

"Ooooooooooo darling, darling! Yes, yes!" she cried, out of her head with bliss.

Robert could feel her soft, yielding vaginal walls melting all around his hand, her body bucking under him. He pressed down on her so that she was lying beneath the full weight of his body, never ceasing his plunder of her flesh. He knew he would have to enter her soon. His testicles were beginning to ache from the pressure building up in them.

"Damn!" he thought. "She sure was hot for it!"

Valerie moaned beneath his weight.

"Oh, darling. It feels so good... so good... please don't stop!"

Robert looked down at his wife's lovely, passion contorted face. It always excited him to look at her while he was making love to her and this time was no exception.

"Yes... " he said to her through clenched teeth, "I guess it has been a long time." With that he quickly withdrew his fingers from the straining, palpitating slit between her legs.

Valerie knew he was going to enter her now and she felt a rush of unbearable, desire... so great it was almost painful; a desire to have Robert's c**k ramming into her over and over again. His hand ground persistently into her breast and she wanted nothing better than to have him obliterate her, pound her into the bed, to be completely flattened beneath him.

Robert pressed his lips to her and pushed his tongue deep into her mouth. Valerie writhed still more and pushed her hips up to meet his. The tip of his c**k was pressing at the entrance of her streaming passage. Steadily, he pushed and the swollen prick slid smoothly into her like a slippery snake burrowing into its nest, stretching the pliant walls of Valerie's v****a as it sank deeper and deeper up into her warm, waiting belly. "Aaaaah... Robert... oh Robert, darling!" Valerie was wild now, her arms alternately flailing out flat on the bed and grasping her husband about the neck. Then her nails were on his back, running the length of its arched surface, trailing tiny red lines along his skin. Her long legs snaked up around his back and with her powerful thigh muscles she pulled Robert still closer to her burning body.

Yes, this was what she had wanted! This was it! This feeling that she could live forever as long as Robert was there above her, taking her, kicking into her with all his strength. Robert rode her, pounding hard, slapping into her with all his might, he could feel his rod touching bottom each time he dipped into her. She was squirming wildly beneath him. He knew it would not be long now and he would have to let loose. He had to exert all his will just to keep up with her pace. Her ravenous body begged his for more with each churning movement.

"Oh, harder! Harder!" she gasped, as her heels beat a wild tattoo on his back. He thought he would go mad if he didn't soon spurt his hot, scalding c*m deep into her s*x starved chasm.

"Oh... oh... oh!" she was gasping for air now as she felt her orgasm drawing near. It was almost there... almost but not quite. Just a few more seconds...

Robert felt it happening deep in the pit of his belly. Quickly he threw his hands down beneath Valerie's knees and pulled her legs up so that they straddled his shoulders. The soft cushions of her smooth, gyrating buttocks tilted against his thighs and his c**k slipped even further down into the slanted shaft of her p***y. Those few extra centimeters were enough to do it for him and with a cry of abandon he let loose a stream of thick sperm that shot like a ram-jet straight up into her wildly contracting womb.

But it was too soon for Valerie. She had felt herself climbing toward the peak, and then just before she reached it and the blessed orgasm she sought, Robert reached his own climax. His body slumped on hers as she clung to bun, still hoping against hope that she could still make it. But his rapidly deflating prick slowly slipped from the beat of her unsatisfied cunt and try as she might, she could get no more pleasure from it.

Robert's deep even breathing, heavy and moist against her shoulder, told her that he was sound asleep. She lay there silently for some time and then gently pushed his relaxed form to the side, managing to wriggle out from under his weight.

She lay quietly beside him, trying to fight back the tears forming in her eyes at the great disappointment she felt. But finally she gave up the struggle and let the tiny pools of water flow silently down her cheeks. To have gone that long without making love... and now to have this happen. It was too much, she thought bitterly, tasting the saltiness of her tears at the corner of, her mouth. Her heart still beat wildly in her chest, sending her blood rushing through her veins. Her entire organism was set in motion for a climax that had eluded her.

Robert lay on his back beside Valerie, a light snore issuing from his slightly parted lips. Valerie moaned softly and pressed her legs tightly together, creating an increased sensation in her tingling p***y.

Gradually her hand found its way to the soft folds of flesh hidden beneath the moisture-matted tufts of pubic hair. Her finger searched out the protruding nub of her c******s. She sighed as she felt the rush of air over the tender exposed surface. It sent a delightful feeling rushing through her; from her quivering mound it rushed up past her belly button and over the taut erections of her n*****s. Pressure built in her ears as the tension mounted and her fingers moved agilely among the satiny tissues of her cunt.

Valerie was embarrassed at first by what she was doing, but then Robert's breathing continued to come steadily beside her and she realized that there was not a chance in the world that he would wake up, even if she were to make a lot of noise. Even so, she kept her moans low and soft although the self-induced pleasure was, acute and maddening.

But, something about the secrecy of what she was doing gave her an illicit thrill and made her experience an even greater enjoyment. Her breath came in jagged uneven spurts as her hand roamed the terrain of her hungry s*x. Furiously her fingers worked the tormented flesh, creating ever new patterns of excitation. Over and up they traced... back and forth... sometimes sliding down and inside the hot tunnel of her p***y. She groaned and twisted her body quickly from side to side, raising and lowering her hips to meet her fast moving fingers.

Her tongue licked the corner of her wide-open mouth as she sucked in her breath at a new peak of frenzy. On and on she went, until she could bear it no more, and suddenly her orgasm burst upon her like a dam breaking, flooding her with a torrent of shattering emotion, racking her body with ripping spasms of joy. Valerie's eyes brimmed once more with tears, but this time they were caused by the dizzying heights of her solitary pleasure.

She lay back, exhausted... her body satisfied at last... but as the sensation slowly ebbed away, a great sadness enveloped her, as once more Robert's slow, even breathing reached her ears. She became upset once more that her pleasure had not come from her husband, but from her own hand.

"Damn it!" she said to herself angrily... "Damn!" She turned abruptly on her side and after a short while fell into a deep but restless sleep.