"Hold it! Hold it! Ya goddamn animal! Ya goddamn degenerate!" Jack had doubled over, both hands between his legs. Marie wasn't scared anymore. She was boiling. The guy was a slob. An asshole. "Now look, first thing, you bring condoms?"

"What?" His face was screwed up in pain.

"Condoms, rubbers, scumbags!"

"No. Oh, God, ah ... ah..."

Again Marie thought of Tommy looking in, laughing. "Maybe my husband has some." Nice touch. Tommy'll get the horns with his own bags. Marie opened Tommy's bottom dresser drawer. He kept a twelve-pack of Trojans in a brown bag under his sweaters. She lifted the sweaters. The rubbers were gone. She tossed the sweaters around the room. "Shit!" She turned angrily to Jack. "Shit," she said louder.

"I can go down and get some," he said a little easier. The pain was subsiding. He started getting dressed.

"No, wait!" Marie stopped him in his tracks. "Lay down on the bed."

He obediently lay on his back, watching her. She crouched next to him, perpendicular to his crotch. He reached over to touch her dangling breast, but she pushed his hand away. He lay there spread-eagled and motionless.

She had never given Tommy a blowjob because she thought it was vile, disgusting and sinful. He had always wanted one. Twenty years of head pushing. Twenty years of "C'mon, just lick it once." She had never given in. But now her hunger for revenge overcame her loathing and fear. This would be the supreme galling fuck you she could throw in his face. She hesitated for a moment, then held his dick. He started to sit up, she pushed him back.

"If you come in my mouth I'll brain you." Her voice was trembling. Holding it in her hand she gave it a tentative lick. It had no taste. It was just hot. He gasped. She gave it another lick. He gasped again. She felt dizzy. She could smell his crotch. She put half the head of his dick in her mouth and held it there. He started moaning. With the tip in her mouth she began jerking him off with her fist. She rolled her tongue around its head. He started pulling his hair and flailing his arms. She jerked him off faster, moving her mouth up and down over the tip. She felt herself getting wet. She let out an involuntary moan and with her other hand cupped his balls.

"Teeth," he moaned. "Ah... no teeth." She didn't hear him. She kept licking and pumping, squeezing his balls, pressing her thighs together so tight her knees shook. With a shriek he came in her mouth. She pulled away gagging and spluttering, come dripping from her hair and chin. She retched, furiously wiping her face. "Oh, thank you, thank you," he droned, drunk with pleasure.

She spit come in his face and, snarling, slashed him across the cheek with her fingernails. "You filthy disgusting pig! I'll kill you!" She gasped for air, her chest heaving.