Free A Harsh Lesson by Michael Scott Taylor Page A

the summer. She’s a cute
little long-haired brunette with a thin frame, small but perky
tits, a great ass, and legs that didn’t quit. But more importantly,
the word around the neighborhood is that not only is she a total
slut, but that she just adores older men. Which is why Mark and
Nikki chose her for their little game.
    “ Are you sure your wife is
gone for the whole day?” Cindy asks Mark as he leads her up the
stairs to the bedroom, not wasting any time.
    “ Positive,” Mark says.
“We’ve got at least three hours until she comes home. And I’m
planning on using all of them.”
    Cindy giggled and grabbed his ass as they
climbed the stairs.
    “ Are you sure you can last
that long?” Cindy asks.
    “ I’m like the energizer
bunny,” Mark says, looking back at her. “I keep going, and going,
and going . . .”
    “ I certainly hope so,” Cindy
says as they come to the top of the stairs. “Because I’ve haven’t
had a good fucking since I’ve been back from college. All the boys
around here are lame.”
    #
    Thirty seconds later they’re in the bedroom.
Mark’s pants are around his ankles and Cindy is on her knees, with
one hand gripping the base of his cock and her lips wrapped around
the tip.
    “ Do you like how I suck your
cock, baby?” Cindy asks, taking a moment to slip it out of her
mouth.
    “ I fucking love it,” Mark
says, his head cocked a little sideways, listening.
    And sure enough, a few moments later, the
sound of the front door opening and then closing is audible
throughout the house.
    Cindy quickly pulls her mouth off Mark’s
cock and looks up at him.
    “ Who’s that?” she
whispers.
    “ It must be Nikki,” Mark
says, acting surprised.
    “ I thought you said she was
gone for the day?” Cindy whispers desperately.
    “ She was supposed to be,”
Mark whispers back. They can hear the sounds of Nikki rummaging
around downstairs. Marks pulls his boxers and pants back up and
buttons them.
    “ What do we do?” Cindy
asks.
    “ Nothing,” Mark replies.
“She probably just forgot something. She’ll be back out the door
within seconds.”
    But immediately after the words leave Mark’s
mouth Nikki calls out to him.
    “ Mark? Mark, honey, have you
seen my cell phone?”
    “ I think it’s downstairs,”
Mark calls out. Cindy is still on her knees on the floor, looking
frightened and nervous.
    “ I can’t find it,” Nikki
says. “I think I may have left it in our room.”
    Cindy curses under her breath and starts to
climb to her feet.
    “ No, it’s not in here,” Mark
calls out.
    “ I’m pretty sure it is,”
Nikki says. The sound of her footsteps on the hardwood stairs is
audible. “I’m coming up to check.”
    “ What do I do?” Cindy says,
panicked.
    “ Go hide in the closet,”
Mark says quickly.
    “ But what if she looks for
her phone in there?” Cindy says.
    “ She won’t,” Mark replies,
forcing himself not to smile. He gives Cindy a little push in the
direction of the closet. “Now go! Hurry!”
    Cindy quickly moves to the other side of the
room and scrambled into the walk-in closet and closes the door
behind her.
    No more than five seconds later, Nikki
enters the room. She has a curious little smile on her face and she
gives Mark a wink. He winks back and returns her smile.
    “ Are you sure you haven’t
seen it in here?” Nikki asks Mark, her tone not reflecting her
knowledge of the situation.
    “ Positive,” Mark says. “I’ve
looked everywhere.” He flicks his head towards the
closet.
    “ Is she in there?” Nikki
mouths without saying the words aloud.
    Mark nods.
    “ I think I left it in my
pants yesterday,” Nikki says aloud.
    “ In the bathroom?” Mark
asks.
    “ No,” Nikki replies. “In the
closet.”
    “ They’re not in there,” Mark
says, grinning widely all the while.
    “ Of course they are,” Nikki
says. “I hung them up yesterday after I wore them.”
    “ Are you sure?” Mark says.
“I thought you put them in the