"Yes, Nora, darling, it's me," the rough-edged deep voice assured her, and she felt the kiss he pressed to the top of her head.

Nora's eyes flew open again. It was happening. It really was happening!

"I'm glad you finally got up enough courage to come over, Red Rover," he teased gently. Then taking her hand, he drew her over to a mirror, understanding exactly what her next thoughts were going to be.

Nora gasped softly. She stared hard at her image in the polished glass. She looked about thirty! Her hair was bright again, a long and luxurious mop of red gold curls that tumbled with reckless abandon over her shoulders. There wasn't a dimple of cellulite to be seen on her milky thighs or rounded knees. And she was wearing the most deliciously scanty garment, what little there was of it.

"Oh, my," Nora breathed, admiring herself in the very short black silk robe that was covering what appeared to be a voluptuously ripe and lush body.

Fascinated, she watched as standing behind her, he reached out to pull the sash of the garment open. Sliding his big hands around her torso, he displayed two perfectly firm breasts to her view. "These are very nice," he admired, fondling her gently. "Very, very nice, Nora." His hands were warm. His touch was wonderfully sensual.

"Ummm," Nora murmured. She closed her eyes, reveling in the pleasure his hands were giving her. She could feel the moisture already forming between her nether lips. She pressed herself back against the hard body, grinding her buttocks slowly into his groin. All her fears were gone. This man, or whatever he was, had no intention of harming her. She sensed it. He wanted only to please her. This was a fantasy, and she was in charge. Suddenly all her inhibitions drained away. Nora Buckley was entitled to something of her own even if it was only in her imagination.

According to Kyle she could demand all those tantalizing things she had always wanted to try. Things Jeff wouldn't even consider doing with her because he thought that wives should just lie still and get fucked by their husbands. He was probably doing those things with his girlfriend, the bastard! He always said if she obtained no pleasure in their lovemaking, it was her fault, not his. But how did you gain pleasure from being slammed on your back, screwed quickly, and then told to shower before you slept? There had never been any foreplay, and it was always done in the dark.

Well, damnit, it hadn't been her fault. It had been his, and she had always known it. He used her to relieve his lust, and nothing more. In the beginning she hadn't understood that, being a virgin, and not particularly well-informed. But she had heard her friends talking, and it had encouraged her to read more about sex. Once in an effort to spice up his performance she had suggested he spank her, and she put her fingers in her mouth and told him that she had been a very bad girl. Jeff had recoiled, and angrily demanded to know where she had gotten such a perverted idea. After that, she didn't dare suggest he use his tongue on her. She had read the tongue was a terrific and sensual organ. Her husband had never even French-kissed her.

Nora opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror again. She turned slowly to admire herself. Wow! What a body she had imagined. It was perfect. She hadn't looked that good since she was twenty. Hell, she had never looked this good. She turned around herself in his arms so they were facing one another, her hands fastened onto the towel wrapped about his lean loins. She pulled it away. "Turnabout is fair play," she told him softly.

"You just want to see my dick, you naughty creature," he answered with a wicked grin. Then he stepped back so she might get the full view.

Nora's pulse raced as she stared at his male member. She was certain that Jeff's penis was a normal size. Kyle's, however, was very definitely supersized. Even in its current quiet state it was very long, and thick. Reaching out, she took him in her hand. Her fingers wandered slowly, teasingly, down the length of him. Almost immediately she felt him begin to harden. Her hand slipped beneath him, cupping the sac containing his balls in her palm. He was, to use an old expression, heavy hung. "Very nice." She smiled up at him. "Very, very nice."

He chuckled, and the sound was rich. It warmed her all over. "We're going to have fun, Red Rover, aren't we?" he said.

She nodded slowly. "Yep," she agreed. "We're going to have lots of fun, Kyle. I still don't know how all this is possible, but I think for now I'll stop trying to figure it all out. I don't really care anymore." She gave his balls a gentle squeeze.

"Good girl!" he approved. Then he took the hand playing with him and said, "Come on, Nora. We're both anxious for that first fuck, aren't we? And just look what that wicked little hand of yours has done."

She gazed down, and her mouth made a small O of surprise. His penis was swollen, the tip of it almost ruby red in color now. Supersized didn't even begin to describe it now. She had never imagined a male organ that big. But she must have if he was standing there with it practically waving at her.

She followed him across the living room, as he opened a pair of double doors into a spacious, luxuriously furnished bedroom. The same city skyline view she had seen through the living room windows was available through the bedroom windows. And similar French doors opened out onto a large planted terrace. A Kwanzan cherry tree in full pink bloom pressed its branches against a corner of the doors. But she had no time to really inspect her new surroundings because he was pushing her back onto a bed covered with black satin sheets.

"Open wide for Papa," he said, kissing her. The mouth exploring hers was hungry and wet. Next it pressed slowly on her eyelids, her cheeks, the tip of her nose, as his big hands held her head between them. "You are so sweet," he murmured low. "So very, very sweet!"

I am in paradise, Nora thought as his gentle passion began to claim her. She felt him nudge her thighs apart with a knee. She spread herself without argument. He filled her with one smooth thrust. "Oh, God!" Nora moaned, but after just a few hard strokes of that thick, long penis she came, her juices mixing with his as he exploded inside her. "Oh, Kyle! That was so good," she exclaimed, sighing gustily. His weight on her felt wonderful. Suddenly she realized that he hadn't withdrawn his penis from her vagina. She could actually feel it throbbing and very hot within her. She looked at him questioningly.

"I told you the first time it would be fast because we both needed it," he reminded her, "but the second time is gonna be real slow. I'm going to make you scream, Nora. I'm a man of my word." Still buried within her he drew her up slightly and, leaning forward, began to lick at the nipples of her breasts. His mouth closed over one nipple, and he sucked hard on it.

"Do it to me again!" she hissed at him.

"Not yet," he said, releasing the nipple, and looking into her eyes. "I'm going to teach you that it doesn't have to be fast. That you don't have to grab at your satisfaction, Nora. It will be there for you whenever you want it." His lips moved to the other nipple.

The tug of his mouth on her flesh was maddening. The sensation of his thick cock filling her but not yet fully pleasuring her was beginning to anger her. "Do it to me!" she insisted. She wiggled slightly against him, pressing down. "Do it to me now!" She was being wanton. She had always wanted to be wanton. Just as she had always liked sex, but hadn't been allowed to have enough of it in the years she had been married to Jeff. But no more! This was her fantasy, and Nora Buckley was going to get everything she had always wanted. Wouldn't her friends be surprised if they knew that their nice friend was a sex-starved wanton. She laughed aloud. "Do it, Kyle!" she commanded him. "Now! I want to be fucked hard, and mindless. You can do it! You can!"

He bit her nipple sharply, and then a slow smile lit his features. "At my lady's service," he told her.

"Yes!" Nora cried. "Isn't that what you're here for, Kyle? To service me in any way I want it, and any time I want it?" She felt the thrill of control race through her.

"That's exactly what I'm here for, Nora," he acquiesced, laying her back down again, kissing her fiercely.

Sex! Pure raw sex without any entanglements. Without guilt. Sex with a man whose sole aim was to please her. To make her feel good. Love had absolutely nothing to do with it. Nor did duty, or whatever else anyone expected of her. For the first time in her life Nora felt the taste of freedom. Spread shamelessly on black satin sheets. A handsome man with a very large and very talented cock plunging in and out of her. And it was wonderful!

His mouth demanded her full attention as it worked its way across her face, her throat, and her lips again. His penis was driving her into a frenzy of pleasure such as she had never, ever known in all of her life. Why couldn't it have been this way with Jeff? she thought briefly. Jeff, whom she had once loved, but was startled to realize she no longer loved. Other husbands and wives remained lovers. Why hadn't they? But it didn't matter anymore.

She wrapped her long legs around Kyle's muscled torso, groaning as each new position gave him greater access to her body. He plunged deeper into the hot, wet maw of her boiling sex. "Do it! Do it!" she screamed as she kissed his ear, and then nipped the lobe. Her fingers dug at his muscled shoulders, the nails clawing down his long back. She strained against him, almost resisting.

"Little bitch!" he growled at her. "Can't get enough, can you?" His groin slammed violently into hers as he worked his penis back and forth. "This is just the beginning," he told her. "The things I'm going to do to you and make you do to me, baby, you're going to love it. You are so hot, Nora!" He thrust and pumped harder, and even harder as he saw the subtle changes beginning to take place on her face, felt the faint quiver beginning deep inside her body. "Come on, Nora," he taunted her, licking at her ear, pushing the tip of his tongue to and fro in it, simulating there what he was doing with his penis in her hot, slick vagina. "You want to scream, baby! I can feel what's going on inside of you, Nora! Let it happen! Let it happen!"