Donna Bryce came in the back door into the kitchen at Ann and William Jarrett's house. She was dressed sexily in a short skirt and low cut tight top. She was carrying a bottle of her and Ann's favorite wine. She and Ann had plans to have a few drinks and a romantic afternoon.
She was surprised to find William sitting at the bar having a cup of coffee. She said, "Hi, William. I didn't expect to see you here. Ann and I had plans. Is she here?"
"No. She went to her sister's."
"Oh. Is everything okay?"
"No. Nothing is okay. Sit down. I'd like to talk to you about something. Want a cup of coffee?"
"Yeah. Sure. What's up?"
William got her a cup of coffee. He jumped right in. "I know about her and Don. And you and Billy. I'm filing for divorce."
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry."
"I talked to Billy. I know the whole story. I got a text from him that was intended for Don. It said 'looking forward to screwing your mom again at spring break. And I'm sure you'll be doing my mom again'. I went to the school and got the whole story. How it all started with a bet and grew from there."
"Shit. Again, I'm sorry. But, what bet? I don't know anything about a bet."
"Really?" When she said no he explained. "Apparently Billy and Don were talking boy talk one day and both said how they thought the other one's mom was a MILF. They made a bet to see who could fuck the other's mom first."
"Holy shit! I did not know that. I actually find it pretty offensive. But I know I screwed up. That it never should have happened. And that I should have put a stop to it after the first time. I'm sure Ann feels the same."
"Yeah, that's what she said. And made bullshit excuses about me not being attentive. Well, not bullshit. I admit that's true. But still. She should have talked to me instead of screwing a young kid. God only knows who else she's been sleeping around with."
"Shit. What a mess. Billy told you everything?"
"Yeah, I guess. Why? Is there more?"
"No. No more. Just asking."
"I won't tell John. That's between you and him. I consider John a friend, but not close enough to stick my nose in his marriage."
"Thank you."
"So. You're dressed pretty sexily for an afternoon at the neighbor's. Were you two going out?"
"No. Just having a couple of glasses of wine and girl talk." She indicated the bottle of wine she had brought.
William looked at her wonderingly for a minute. Then realization seemed to come to him. "Oh fuck! You two were doing it, too! I thought you all had gotten a lot closer. And I saw her collection of toys upstairs once. Oh my God. What else don't I know?"
"William, I'm sorry. I don't know what to say."
"Just get out. Go home. I want to be alone."
She did go home. And proceeded to get drunk.
CHAPTER 2
Donna was worried that John was going to find out in the course of Ann and William's divorce. Not that her marriage was good, but she didn't know what she would do if he left her. She got pretty drunk worrying about it.
William had switched from coffee to scotch. He was getting pretty wasted, too. Sitting at home planning the divorce. And feeling sorry for himself. Being a lawyer he was planning how they would divide everything. When the doorbell rang he wondered who in the hell would be ringing the doorbell at 9:00 o'clock at night.
He was shocked to see Donna standing there when he opened the door. "I told you I wanted to be alone. Go home."
"William, I'm really sorry about everything. Please let me come in and explain. I need to talk."
"Okay. But make it quick."
Donna was still dressed as she was earlier, except she looked pretty drunk and her make-up was smeared. She asked if she could have a drink. William got her a scotch.
They sat down to talk. Donna explained that she really didn't know anything about the bet, and quite frankly was pretty angry about it. But, regardless, it never should have happened. That, being the adult, she should have said no. She explained how she and John had not had sex for a few years and when Billy showed her a little attention she lost control and gave in. She admitted that, in fact, she was the one who initiated it. So he shouldn't blame Billy. "And, yes, I enjoyed it. Too much. I wasn't thinking straight and just went with it. A few times. As far as Ann and I, that's on me, too. I always liked women as well as men. We were talking one day and when the talk turned to sex I got excited and made a move on her. She was reluctant but I persisted and she gave in."
"Donna, I don't care how it got started. I can't live with an adulteress. I have been faithful in our marriage and expected the same from her. And shame on you for seducing a young boy."
Donna was crying now. "I know I'm a horrible person. I've ruined your marriage, corrupted a young boy, and probably ruined my own marriage as well. I don't know what I'm going to do."
William just stared at her for a minute as she sat there sobbing. He kind of felt sorry for her in a way. She looked so unhappy and desperate. He thought she also looked kind of sexy. Her hair was a mess and her make-up was smeared. But her short skirt was hiked up high on her thighs showing very nice legs and black panties. He had always found Donna quite attractive but never thought of acting on it.
He was angry as hell, but wanted to comfort her. He went to her and sat beside her on the couch. He hugged her and told her it was all going to work out the way it should. That it wasn't entirely her fault. He said he did blame her, but not entirely. Ann and both boys were all just as much at fault. "And myself as well," he said. "I know I didn't give Ann the attention she wanted and deserved."
Donna laid her head on his shoulder and cried. He tried to comfort her because he couldn't stand to see a woman cry. He rubbed her back and stroked her hair. She did calm down a little, but was still very upset. He continued to hold her. In spite of his anger, or maybe because of it, William found himself getting excited. Donna's hair felt and smelled good. Her perfume smelled good. Her skirt had slid so far up her crotch was in plain sight. Her legs looked very inviting. Her blonde hair was all in disarray, but he thought that added to the sexiness. It gave her what he called a fresh-fucked look.
William was angry with himself for getting excited. He was angry at Donna. He was angry at Ann. And Don and Billy. At the world. "Fuck!" he said. "I gotta do something."
Donna raised up and asked, "What?"
"I don't know. But I'm so fucking mad I have to do something."
He wanted to hit someone. To hurt someone. He grabbed Donna and pulled her across his knees. He started spanking her ass. Hard. She screamed, "What the hell are you doing!?" But he held her down with his free hand and continued spanking her ass. Not quite as hard now.
He was spanking her lightly now, and not as fast. She squirmed on his lap, and said, "Stop it. Let me go." Instead he pushed her skirt up and spanked her directly on her panties. It had become more of just a light smack now.
Donna wasn't trying as hard to get away now. But she continued to squirm and say, "Why are you doing this?"
William lightly smacked her ass, then rubbed it as if to soothe the sting. He was almost crying himself, and saying, "I'm sorry. I lost control. I just had to do something." Soon he was doing more rubbing than spanking.
Donna had stopped fighting. She lay still on his lap as he alternately lightly spanked her ass and rubbed it. He stopped spanking and was now rubbing only. Donna moaned and said, "I deserve it. Spank me. Spank my bare ass."
William looked at her laying across his knees, thought about it a moment, then lowered her panties to her knees. He lightly smacked her ass cheeks. She said, "Harder. I deserve it." He smacked her a little harder. "Yes. That's it. I've done a terrible thing. Spank me."
He smacked her ass a few more times and watched it getting red. He stopped, and lightly ran his hand over her sore, red cheeks. She squirmed and moaned. He ran his finger up and down her ass crack. He ran his hand down between her legs and discovered that her pussy was dripping wet. He ran his finger up and down over her wet, swollen lips. She said, "Oh my God. Yes. Just like that."
William worked a finger between her pussy lips and inserted it into her very easily as she was so wet. He worked it in and out several times. He gazed at her perfect ass as he did this, and listened to her encouraging him to continue. He felt her juices drench his hand, and watched her ass bounce up and down as she orgasmed. He withdrew his finger and ran it up the length of her ass crack. He then started working it into her asshole. She raised her ass up towards him. He pushed his finger in deeper, which entered easily as it was drenched with her juices. Donna seemed to love it.
William stood up, lifting her as he did. He pushed her head down towards the couch leaving her ass sticking up. He undid his slacks and pushed them and his boxers down to his ankles. He knelt and removed her panties the rest of the way. He lifted her skirt to her waist and pushed his hard cock into her wet pussy from behind. He pounded in and out of her fast and hard, trying to work his anger out.
He came very quickly, blasting his hot semen into her. When he was done he withdrew his cock and collapsed on the couch. He said, "I'm sorry. I was so mad I lost control of myself. I shouldn't have done that."
Donna sat beside him and said, "Don't be sorry. That was fantastic. It helped me work out my fear and anger, too." She reached over and started rubbing his flaccid cock. She leaned in and kissed him as she did this. He felt his cock coming alive again. He returned her kisses and found her breasts with his hand. He squeezed her tits while she stroked his now hard dick. He reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it up and over her head. He gazed at her perfect tits. They weren't all that big but they were firm and stood up high and proud. The nipples were hard. He squeezed them and tweaked the nipples. He rolled the nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
