Free Thumper's Friend Part 1 by Jack Allen Page B

straightened it up,” he said and resumed tying his shoes.   Colleen shut the door.
          “You’re developing quite a reputation in this city, young man,” she said, leaning back against the door.
          “How so?” Scott said.
          “In the first place, you’re the best hockey player from this part of the state in twenty years, or so my husband constantly tells me.   And now I learn you have a certain way with women.”
          Scott shrugged his shoulders as if dismissing the claim.   “I’m afraid I don’t have a way with women.”
          Colleen smiled.   She moved forward like a lawyer addressing a courtroom.   “I think you do.   Let me prove it.   As I understand it, you’ve dated many more than your share of women, and not all of them from this city.”
          “Have I done something wrong?”
          “On the contrary.   I’m trying to determine what it is you’re doing right.”
          Scott leaned back on the bed.   His erection was swelling the front of his pants but he was not ashamed to let her see.   “How do you know all this stuff about me?”
          “I have my connections.   Remember, I’m the Mayor’s wife, and he is very fond of this city’s hockey star, proud of you as if you were his own son.   But I’m sure you are aware of that.”
          “I am,” Scott nodded.
          “He even admires you for being such a ladies man, as if that is the proof of your virility as a great hockey player.   But now I think I know how you do it.”
          “Do what?”
          She put her hands on her hips and looked sexier than ever.   “Don’t try to deny anything.   Now, personally, I couldn’t care about your achievements as a hockey player.   Shelly has told me something interesting about you and I think it explains without a doubt your proficiency as a lover.   Now I’d like you to show it to me, and don’t try to hide it from me anymore.”
          Scott gave in, grinning.   He couldn’t believe this was actually happening, even though he probably should after everything that had happened in the past few days.   He stood up to unbuckle his pants.   Colleen watched him with unconcealed interest.   Scott let his pants fall to the floor once more.   Colleen’s eyes grew wide, then a smile crossed her lips.
          “My husband is a big man in more ways than just politics,” she said as she moved toward him.   “I can only venture to guess what he would think of his favorite high school hockey star if he had to measure himself up to you.”   She put her left hand on his shoulder and reached down for his cock with her right.
          “I would never want to hurt the man’s feelings,” Scott said.   He began to unbutton her blouse.   At the same time he kicked his shoes off and managed to remove his socks with his toes.
          “Don’t you think his feelings would be hurt by what you’re doing right now?”

      “I’m sure they would if you made it a point to let him know what you were doing today while he was working so hard to maintain the city.”   He pushed her blouse open and deftly unclasped her bra.
          “You can rest assured that I will do no such thing,” she said, as Scott bent forward to lick her nipples.   She was stroking his member vigorously.   “It would ruin my husband’s career if anyone else found out what his wife had been up to.”
          Scott stopped and looked into her eyes.   “I’m a hockey player, Mrs. Murphy.   I’m not out to get anyone.”
          Colleen paused to listen to him then continued stroking his cock more firmly.   “I can appreciate that Scott,” she said, smiling seductively.   “And you can call me Colleen.”
          Scott smiled back to her.   It occurred to him then that he did not know Mrs. Turner’s name.   After being so intimate with her that day he felt it was important