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to the wildly ecstatic orgasm that had driven her completely out of her mind!
"I'm glad you agree, Newton," George finally said after a long strategy-planning session in his mind. "I
hate to admit it, believe me, but I'm afraid you're right about your wife's morals being less than they
should be.... I'll spare you the details ... and yet I don't think you should be too hard on her. After all,
she's still just a girl and was only obeying her natural instincts."
"But why the dog? Why was Buck doing that to her?" Newton asked indignantly, his face flaming up
harshly, his eyes shining bright with anger as he fought to maintain his self-control and calm his twitching
nerves.
"Well, that's easy to explain. You see," George said gravely, almost reflectively, "Nadalee's presence in
the house had become a real problem-you know, son, since she's so pretty and well-matured for her
age. I suggested to her that she would either have to quit her job or find a solution to the problem she
had created by exciting the innocent dumb beast as well as Braun to boot. Well, to make a long story
short, she took the obvious way out and you just happened to catch her in the act with Buck."
"Braun? Do you mean she let him screw her too?" Newton asked wide-eyed, his voice vibrating fiercely
with emotion. "My wife let a dog and a bald idiot screw her!..."
"Let? Did it look like she was letting Buck give it to her? Did it look like she was suffering?" Dolores
prodded, her questions hitting the good-looking boy with hard flat rapidity.
"What now?" Newton wondered after a long period of silence as he shifted his eyes desperately from
George to Dolores and back again, no longer able to conceal the steadily mounting anxiety he felt. He
seemed to be waiting for them to explain his own emotions at the moment, to tell him why his young male
loins still tingled lasciviously with sexual excitement even though he was bitterly angry and hurt. He
wanted to know why the shocking sight of his wife being ravaged by the huge dog aroused him even
now as he remembered it, causing his pulsing cock to lurch slightly under his trousers as it jerked to
greater hardness.
"Well, I know what most men would do now," Dolores said coyly, giving the youthful brunette husband
a frank, intimate smile, her blue eyes softening as she measured him. Yes, she decided, he was ready
now-he was infuriated and yet just confused enough to accept a proposal that he would not ordinarily
even consider. "If I were in your shoes, I think I'd handle myself like any normal man.... I'd find myself
another woman and have some fun with her-just to even the score."
"Hell, she's right, Newton," George enthused, nodding approval of his wife's suggestion. "As far as I can
see, it's your only logical move. It'll probably save your marriage, you know, because a man and his
wife shouldn't have things like this to hold over each other ... especially two healthy young people who
want to work together on their own land one of these days."
"My husband forgot to mention how important it is that Nadalee actually sees you enjoying yourself with
some other woman," the older woman added quickly, "just the way you saw her going out of her mind
when the dog was giving it to her."
"I know you're both right," Newton said with a little laugh of embarrassment, "but I just don't know
another woman who'd help out that way." God, this kid really is innocent, Dolores thought, amused and
yet growing more and more impatient to get the party rolling. Was he blind or just too stupid to see that
she was completely naked and obviously interested in seeing him that way as soon as possible?
"That shouldn't be any problem," George said cheerfully, turning his head slightly to wink slyly at his
attractive blonde wife. "I think Mrs. Blackwell's willing to help you, aren't you, my dear?" The millionaire
studied his wife's glittering blue eves for a moment, noting with satisfaction that they were a little glazed
from the anticipation she must be feeling.
"Of course, George, I'd love to offer myself to this boy!" she said as she turned to face Newton with an
expression of sultry expectancy on her face. "You know I'm fond of him anyway and will do anything I
can to help him ... if he really cares about his marriage with Nadalee enough to do something about it ...
right now."
"Newton, no, don't listen.... Please, give me a chance to explain," Nadalee begged, praying that he
would stop long enough to listen to her plea. But her words of supplication sounded pathetic and useless
even to her and she could not help but give way to a fresh outburst of sobbing that left her unable to
speak even if she knew the right words to say.
"You dirty little whore, you damned dirty little whore! What right do you have to open your mouth?"
Newton seethed as he moved closer to Dolores' naked body. "Mrs. Blackwell wants to help us-even
though she's a married woman- and I'm going to take her up on her kind offer."
"You won't be sorry," Dolores purred softly as she stepped up to stand at his side, her hand slipping
smoothly around his slim waist for the second time that afternoon. She reached up with her other hand to
push her long fingers through his dark brown hair, tenderly but teasingly. Tiny sensations of pleasure
coursed through him, making the hair at the back of his neck prickle and stand up, his mind suddenly
reeling from the thrill of her intimate nearness, her warmth and stimulating female aromas. God, she was
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