Brief descriptions:
Melanie, a 40-year old mom with shoulder-length light brown hair with soft curls at the bottom of her hair. Her favorite color is red, and she usually wears a red top.
Bridget, a 39-year old mom with straight, light brown hair flowing partway down her back. Her favorite color is blue, and she usually wears a blue top.
Danielle, a 39-year old mom with a dark brown bobcut. Her favorite color is yellow, and she usually wears a yellow top.
Alyssa, a 41-year old mom with straight, caramel blonde hair flowing partway down her back. Her favorite color is green, and she usually wears a green top.
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Now for the story:
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It was a rainy Sunday afternoon. Melanie sat home alone, somewhat bored and having little other to do than watch television.
Melanie had three close friends, Bridget, Danielle, and Alyssa. Each of their husbands went together on a fishing trip to the mountains one late Friday afternoon and were only expected to return in two weeks. Meanwhile, their children were all young adults in college and went about their independent adult lives, not often visiting them.
Melanie decided to host a group call and asked her three friends if they wanted to drop by. All three of her friends agreed, as well as to Danielle's suggestion that they stay together for two weeks at Melanie's home for a staycation, contrary to how their husbands were on a vacation together.
Bridget and Alyssa arrived at the same time and brought some snacks and party games along with them. The three of them sat at the dinner table together, having some coffee, when just then they heard the doorbell ring.
It was Danielle. She had rushed her way to Melanie's home when she realized that she had overslept in her afternoon nap. Danielle was so cozy in her turtleneck yellow woolly sweater, which complimented the rainy weather, that she had not thought to get properly dressed.
"Danielle? You aren't wearing any pants!" Melanie said, shocked while looking at sweater only partially covering Danielle's shaved pussy.
"Oh, well seems I forgot to get dressed. Fuck wearing pants, they're a real discomfort when you're trying to relax at home," Danielle said. "It's not like we're in public either, so do you have a problem with me not wearing them, hm?"
"No, but..." Melanie said, blushing before being interrupted.
"Then good, because I'm not wearing that shit for as long as I don't have to," Danielle replied.
"Suit yourself," Melanie said. "Me and the others don't mind."
The two of them went over to the table to sit with Bridget and Alyssa.
"So, what's up?" Alyssa said. "You look super cute in that turtleneck sweater."
Danielle giggled then said, "You don't look so bad in your green sweater yourself, Alyssa. As for how I'm doing, well, you know, not much to do when you're at home by yourself for two weeks, especially when it's rainy weather such as this. We need to think of a fun new experience to try out together."
"Give me, or us, a suggestion," Alyssa said.
"Well, I'm boycotting pants for the entire time I stay here. I took a nap at home not wearing any, rushed here when I realized I was late, and forgot to put some on. Fuck it, I say. Why be bound to social rules when it's just the four of us together in the comfort of Melanie's home?" Danielle replied.
The other three did not have much else to respond to. However, there was something about the close comfort between the four of them in Melanie's three-story home and the increasing to do some naughty things that Danielle seemed keen on doing from the very start.
"To be honest, I don't think we should go too wild with our ideas," Bridget said. "What if our husbands were to come back seeing us in a very messy home, especially Melanie's husband?"
"I don't care," Danielle said. "Why let men make all the rules? WE should decide what we want to do, not abide by their expectations."
Bridget let out a small sigh, somehow knowing that Danielle was not going to listen and that they were in for a wild staycation.
That night, when Bridget and Alyssa went to bed and just before Melanie went to go shower, Danielle noticed she looked a bit sad.
"What's wrong?" Danielle asked Melanie as she put her hand on Melanie's shoulder.
"Oh, nothing I suppose. It's just rough in general when your kid has recently become a full-grown adult, venturing off into the world themselves, and then your husband is not giving you enough attention because he's busy with his work or even decides to go on this fishing trip without me. I feel lonely and somewhat sad," Melanie said.