The weekend with Robert
The bell rang as Donna was busy cleaning up the house. Two weeks of neglect had made it very messy indeed and her daughters hadn't helped neither. Old pizza was everywhere she found out, and the dust...
She straightened her clothes and opened the door, wondering who it could be.
"Hello Cutty," Ninon walked inside. She looked at Donna with disgust. "That's not the way you planned to see Robert, is it?"
"Of course not, I'm cleaning up the house first," Donna answered annoyed. "What are you doing here Ninon, you know I have to pick up Robert in an hour, so ..."
"Hush!" Ninon said. "I came to help you pick out the clothes to greet him in, and to bring you to him."
"You're bringing me to the airport?" Donna said surprised. She didn't want that at all. She needed to be alone with Robert and her daughters, she wanted a small family reunion. Some time off from her new life.
"Yes, I will bring you, if you don't mind." Ninon smiled, "But I know you don't."
Donna looked angry at her. "Actually, Ninon..." she started.
"Don't!" Ninon warned. "Any complaints, I suggest you take them up with Ms. Brendan, Cutty, I told you so before." She took Donna's hand. "Let's go upstairs to fix you up, we only have one hour."
Donna was pulled upstairs. Before they entered her room, a sleepy Julie peeped out of her room.
"Well, hello sleeping beauty!" Ninon smiled at her.
"What's going on?" the sleepy Julie asked, yawning.
"Your mother and I are going to pick up your father," Ninon explained. "But first she needs to 'get ready' for him, if you know what I mean." she said with a wink at Julie.
"Oh please, spare me the details," Julie sighed. "I thought the whole family had to go?"
"No, you girls were out so late, and what about training?"
"Oh shit!" Julie said suddenly wide awake. Her door slammed shut and a loud stumbling could be heard as Julie got herself ready for practice.
As Ninon and Donna entered her bedroom Donna tried to complain once more.
"I planned for them to join me," She said meekly. "Robert hoped to have a small family reunion..."
"Well that will have to wait. Besides, this way the girls don't miss any training," Ninon said brusquely. "You go and shower, I will fetch your clothes."
Donna reluctantly went into the shower, while she heard Ninon go through her closet. She had done so the last week every time they went out, but then it was 'fun', or at least adventurous. Now it was just invasive. Ninon, or actually, Ms. Brendan, was now really getting between her and Robert, her and her family. When she walked out of the bathroom her clothes lay ready on the bed.
"It was somewhat difficult to find the clothing to set the right mood, but these will do," Ninon said. She was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. "Hurry, we're getting late."
"I can't wear these!?" Donna said, as she lifted-up the garments. "It's summer clothing, way too cold, and it's way too revealing for Robert, he..."
"...will like it. Trust me, I know what's on a man's mind when he gets home, all enthusiastic of his trip and full of testosterone."
"And where is the underwear, you don't expect me to go out without underwear do you?" Donna complained.
"Well, I do, actually," Ninon smiled, "Again, he will like it."
"It's cold out there, and you don't know Robert, he will complain, he doesn't like this kind of kinky play, he..."
"Enough!" Ninon said. "Just do what you're told. Wear this. Cutty, it is not that hard what we're telling you to do, now is it."
Silent the two women looked at each other. Donna angry but powerless, Ninon determined and unmoved.
Angrily Donna fetched her clothing and started to dress. "Damn!" she thought "Damn, damn, damn!"
"Now let's put this in order," Ninon said when Donna was dressed fully. She pulled Donna in front of the large mirror and straightened out her clothing.
"You see," she looked through the mirror at Donna, "The colorful blouse and the average skirt make you look young, willing and sexy. All we need to do is to put on the right make up now."
Reluctant Donna sat down and let Ninon do her make up.
Halfway through Julie opened the door and peeked in. "Mom, we're going to practice..." a smiling Julie said. "Wow... now I understand the change of plans. You obviously want to be alone with dad for a while." The door closed. "We'll make sure we don't arrive home early mom!" Julie shouted, and Julie and Trixy were off.
"You see," Ninon said into Donna's ear, "Everybody understands."
"No, they don't," Donna thought. "We wanted a family reunion, not the focus on sex." But she sat still, powerless, and let Ninon get her ready.
As they got into the car Ninon gave some more instructions. "It is important to act the part. Remember what we've practiced a little this week. Your appearance must be the same as your mind set, your behavior."
They drove onto the street, "If you don't, you'll be sending out mixed signals, getting everybody confused, and probably angry."
Donna silently listened to the instructions, understanding she meant she had to come on to Robert, something she really wasn't in the mood for anymore. She just wanted to close him in her arms and hold him tight. Ninon turned on the radio to her favorite pop station, and they drove the rest of the road in silence.
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Robert's face was one of surprise, unwanted surprise, when he walked out of the gate and saw Donna standing in her rather inappropriate summer clothing.
Donna picked up all her courage, and walked over to him smiling, though she died inside as she saw him look her over in obvious disapproval.
"Hi honey, I've missed you!" She kissed him and hugged him enthusiastically. He reluctantly hugged her back.
"What's this..." He asked.
"Oh..." a suddenly unsure Donna replied, "I thought... let's greet you in something special..."
"I am dead tired Donna," Robert complained, "And where are my daughters? I hoped they would be here too."
"They... went to practice, I wanted to be with you..."
"Donna, I don't understand you, you know me, we talked on the phone just yesterday," Robert told her as they started to walk. "And now... look at you, you're dressed like a kind of slut."
Ninon joined them as they walked out.
"Hello, I'm Ninon, a friend of Donna," Ninon said, all smiles.
"Uh...hello," Robert said, not understanding why she was there. He shook her hand and looked at Donna questioningly.
"She brought me here," Donna explained quickly, "You know, not to be all alone out here."
"And you left our daughters behind, but your friend can come along?" Robert remarked annoyed.
"I'm sorry... Ninon it was, right?" he apologized to Ninon, "This... I'm just disappointed, and exhausted. Let's just go."
And they left the airport not saying a word to one another.
Donna tried to touch Robert, but he just shrugged her off, and even fell asleep on the way home.
When they drove up to their home Ninon whispered into donna's ear "I will leave you two love birds alone now. Cutty, you didn't act as you looked, you were shy, not confident, that gave him the possibility to get angry at you. Think about it." She got out and walked over to her car. "You will be called later, to see how you're doing."
Donna sat silently with the sleeping Robert in her car. Tears welled up in her eyes, as she cursed herself for being so weak to follow the instructions of Ninon. She was sure she deliberately caused this fight. "Damn you Ninon, damn you Ms. Brendan!" She cursed, as she woke Robert up to go into the house.
He silently walked to the bedroom and started to unpack.
The phone rang and Donna picked it up.
"Hello, Cutty," the voice of Ms. Brendan said.
"H-hello, Ms. Brendan," Donna replied.
"I just heard you are not following instructions." Ms. Brendan started "I am very disappointed."
"I'm sorry, Ms. Brendan." Donna replied automatically, actually thinking she really didn't do anything wrong.
"Sorry won't do. I want you to fuck and please my employee asap," Ms. Brendan said coldly. "He has done a marvelous job and needs some enjoyment. You are going to give him that. You're still inexperienced but he loves you, so that should make up for it. Now go to the bedroom and start fucking. If he refuses, call me at once!"
A perplexed Donna looked at the phone. "She wants me to fuck 'her employee'?!" she thought angrily and surprised. Her anger gave her more confidence to protest.
"No, Ms. Brendan, I know my husband, he is not in the mood, and will just refuse me once again and be even more disappointed in me! He is really angry at me for my dress, my behavior, and that I let the girls go out." She bit towards Ms. Brendan.
"That bad?" Ms. Brendan asked, unimpressed by the tone of Donna.
"Yes, that bad!" Donna continued, "You are ruining my marriage, ruining my family. And for what? Can't this stop? Please?"
"No," Ms. Brendan simply answered.
"Why not. I've been good, you've had your fun. This must stop. I'm married, my family needs to be able to count on me."
"They can. You are helping them. Isn't it true he has this great job because you sleep with the boss? Because you are her slut? So how can you ask to change back to your old self? It would probably ruin everything for him. So Cutty, get your act together. I would suggest a good fucking with your husband would get him to see it your way. If not, you will have a big, big problem."
"Please, Ms. Brendan..."
"Convince him, make him happy, show him you love him. Keep his mind off from the things he dislikes, give him things he likes," Ms. Brendan suggested. "It is the best way to go with men. Don't lose track of the bigger picture here. He's not sacrificing anything, now is he? And you, you alone, have managed to steer your family to a double income highly paid family, with all the luxury that comes with that. You know this."
"Yes, Ms. Brendan," Donna acknowledged.
"Ok, Cutty, you go up to your man and fuck his brains out. Give him everything you got, and you'll see he'll turn around, and everybody will be happy."
