Tad Overdon
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Chapter 1
Pamela Randolph felt discouraged as she pulled her car onto the expressway leading away from the international airport. She'd just said goodbye to her husband Brian for a month, with no more than a cursory kiss between them before he'd boarded his business flight out to Thailand. Not that the coolness between them was unusual; it had been at least two months since they'd last screwed. But the lack of passion in their relationship was becoming unbearable.
In truth, Pam had long been bored and frustrated with her eighteen-year marriage. She'd been only sixteen and a virgin when she'd married Brian. During the first year of wedded bliss they'd spent most of their free time with his prick buried in her adolescent cunt or sliding in and out of her hot mouth.
Pam's first pregnancy had changed all that.
Brian was irresponsible and stubborn about birth control, and Pam had been too naive and compliant to take the responsibility on herself. By the age of seventeen she was the mother of twins, Jeff and Tammy. Little more than a year later she'd given birth to Chuck. At that point Pam had gone on the Pill and, perversely, Brian quickly lost interest in her. Their sex life had quickly dwindled away to an occasional, weary missionary fuck.
Pam knew that even now, at thirty-four, she was gorgeous enough to have any man she wanted. Her wavy, copper-red, shoulder-length hair, flashing green eyes and slender-waisted figure never failed to turn heads wherever she went. She'd noticed that men were forever eyeing her long shapely legs and small pear- shaped ass – that was, when they could tear their eyes away from her big firm tits. She'd turned down many an offer of illicit fucking over the years, determined to remain faithful to her husband and always in the hope that Brian would someday see the light. But today she'd had enough.
Pam considered her parents' marriage to be ideal. Like Pam, her mother had married quite young and borne fraternal twins – Pam and her sister Tabitha. Now only in their early fifties, Sheila and Bill Corbett were youngish, fit and still clearly very attracted to one another. Pam imagined that even now her parents' private life together was probably more exciting than her and Brian's had been since they were teenagers.
The Corbett children had certainly not fared nearly as well, Pam reflected. It was two years now since Tabitha had separated from her husband Ralph without so much as an explanation to anyone. She and her teenaged sons Mark and Jason had moved back in with her parents. Now Pam was ready to admit that her own marriage may well have been one long, dreary mistake.
With sudden resolve, Pamela turned off onto the expressway exit leading to her parent's quiet suburban neighborhood. She would discuss her problem with Tabitha. She and her sister had been close when they were young, and Pam's parents had always been loving and supportive. They could help her sort things out now. They would help her decide what to do about her marriage.
Pam pulled up to the big Corbett house to find both her parents and Tabitha's cars in the driveway. But the front door was locked, and when she rang the doorbell repeatedly with no response from inside the house Pam grew concerned.