Dani listened to the sleep sounds of her husband next to her in the double bed. He slept to the right of her, facing away, towards the open window. She reflected, men always sleep more deeply if they've had sex - the reason for his contented slumber tonight. Dani, however, was wide awake. For the past two months, she had been performing on him manual stimulation to satisfy his urges, to satisfy his sex drive. The idea - her son-in-law's idea - had seemed crazy at the time and impossible.
She thought about her son-in-law, Wes. He was age 29. At 6 foot tall, there was no denying that Wes looked fit with muscles in the right places. Crease lines on the outside edge of his espresso coloured eyes and dark hair down to his shoulders made him look wild. He had this way of enlarging his eyes when talking to Dani, a sure sign that he fancied her. In fact, previously she had let her guard down and sex with Wes had taken place. And recently, two months ago, with Dani's husband in the next room, Wes had hugged her, a long hug, during which he whispered, "Promise me something?" Dani had nodded while trying to ignore the hidden strength of his arms around her waist. He said, "We want you to change the way you have sex with your hubby."
On one level, Dani had thought the request was outrageous from a son-in-law. But he had used the word "we" which meant that Dani's lovely daughter, married to Wes, was involved. Dani had hesitated while thinking about his words - "we want you to change the way you have sex with your hubby." After a few seconds and to hear more, Dani had nodded into Wes's shoulder.
He had continued, "From now on, when you have sex with your hubby, he's not to have any penetration with you. Our request means he mustn't enter you, in any way. It means you can satisfy him by masturbation only."
Her heart had missed a beat. "Why?" she whispered.
"Because you're going to save yourself for us. Amy and I have decided. I want you pure, Danielle. Nobody else is to have you. Do you understand, Danielle?"
She had said, "Does my daughter know of this?"
"Amy wants this as well. She wants me to breed you. But ... it's got to be my baby inside you ... which is why your husband mustn't penetrate you."
Dani had felt her legs go weak. Wes held her tight to stop her falling.
From that day two months ago, Dani had serviced Amy's dad by masturbation only. Of course, hubby had asked why this change in their sex habits and he'd been satisfied with her response, "Because I have this fantasy," Dani explained, "which is ... I want to control you and watch you come all over my hand." Her husband raised the issued a few times since but each time Dani's expertise with her hand had him near the edge which meant that all serious thought evaporated from his head as he ejaculated.
As she lay on her back next to her sleeping husband, Dani brought her thoughts back to the present. Although she liked Wes very much, Dani was married - happily - apart from the sex with her husband which had always been mundane. In addition, Wes and Amy said their marriage was strong because of the help Dani had given them in the past. On three occasions, Dani had counselled the young couple on how to manage their sex fantasies but she had never dwelled on what happened between the three of them. Those experiences were in the past and never to be repeated.
But Dani realised that to obey Wes and have no sex penetration from Amy's dad seemed ridiculous. Yet, Dani had carried out the wishes of her daughter and son-in-law while still not believing the reasons Wes had given. His words of keeping herself pure for him could not have been meant, nor the statement that Dani was to be kept for breeding. At age 45 it was still possible for Dani to have a second child, but not from Wes, she decided.
Thoughts came to a halt when she heard a car quietly park in their driveway. Although it was midnight, Amy had arranged with her mother, Dani, that they would stay the night after their friend's dinner party a few miles away. She pictured Amy in the dress she wore, a simple, tight-fitting, little black dress which Dani had seen before the party. At 5'4" with long black hair, Amy looked stunning. Her oriental looks had been inherited from Dani whose father was from Thailand. Both mother and daughter looked younger than their ages, Amy was 25 and possessed the same dark features as her mother, dark eyes with long eyelashes and petite build. Dani's English mother, though, had given her teardrop breasts with nipples that stood out when aroused. And Amy had the same.
Dani closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep but after 10 minutes she heard a creak from the door opening nearest to her side of the bed which let in a shaft of light. Amy crept in. "Hello, Mum," she whispered as she closed the door and knelt on the floor next to Dani. They talked about the party in low tones so as not to wake Amy's dad. Then Amy said, "He wants to come up and see you."
"Who?"
"Wes. He's been holding it in for weeks." Amy must have seen in the dark the look of confusion on her mother's face. "Wes likes to talk about you, especially when we make love."
"But he can't come up and see me, Amy. And I'm not going to go downstairs. I was asleep," Dani lied.
"Why can't Wes come up here? He's not going to wake dad."
Dani curled on her side to get her face nearer to her daughter. "What does Wes want to talk about?"
Amy smiled. "Anything and everything. He wants to kiss you."
Images came into Dani's mind of Wes and his wide mouth and the eyes which would widen when he looked at her. "Don't you mind if Wes kisses me?"
"You've done so much for us, Mum. For our marriage. We're much stronger now as a couple." As Amy whispered this, Amy's dad stirred on the other side and Dani turned slightly to look and listen to his regular breathing. She turned back to Amy and felt her daughter's hand on her cheek and, before Dani could react, Amy kissed her. At first, it was a touch of the lips, a movement of lips across hers. stroking, casual, loving, gentle. Amy moved her hand slowly across Dani's ear and round the back of her head. Dani couldn't think why but she opened her mouth to Amy. Only the tips of their tongues touched and they felt each other. The hand behind Dani's head seemed to apply some pressure and Amy opened her mouth wider.
Dani had pushed back thoughts of the last time she had kissed her daughter - it was something she shouldn't have done so passionately and her brain was telling her not to do it now. Amy had confessed that she was bisexual but wanted only one woman in that way - Dani. They continued to kiss and Dani felt her nipples become hard under the duvet. She wondered if this was a sign that she also liked the same sex, female to female, as well as sex with a man.
Dani paused their kiss and spoke, "I don't mind kissing you, Amy, but not Wes ... he's your husband."
"When Wes and I make love I often think of you. I think of kissing you. I think of you and me exploring each other. Is that wrong?"
"If it's helping your marriage, I guess it's ok. Does it make you a more loving person with Wes?"
"Yes, because we confess our fantasies and try and act them out. Wes knows I dream of being brought to orgasm by you, Mum. That's why I want to touch you now." Amy closed the 6-inch gap between their mouths and kissed her mother again. Dani automatically opened her mouth and let Amy fence and caress with her tongue. Amy's hand moved down Dani's neck to under the duvet, along her shoulder and over Dani's breasts. Amy murmured into Dani's mouth, "Your nipples stick out like mine."
There was no denying that Dani liked Amy caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. When Amy slowly pulled the duvet down, Dani saw that her daughter had pushed up Dani's T-shirt to above her boobs. Dani murmured, "Why don't you do this with other girls? Why me?"
"So many reasons, Mum. I trust you, love you. Nobody else will know. Wes approves." As Amy said this, she was running her fingers around Dani's nipple without actually touching it. It was sending Dani crazy. She stretched her body and watched Amy bend over to kiss her breast. "Is that nice, Mum?"
Dani gave a slight moan and said, "You must stop. We need to talk." Dani breathed in as Amy licked her nipple. "We mustn't do this, Amy." In the dark, Dani used her hand to pull aside Amy's long black hair so that she could watch her daughter lightly grip the nipple with her teeth and pull. Dani's body juddered and she let Amy roll her on her back to make available Dani's other breast. All thoughts of stopping Amy evaporated from Dani's head as Dani threw her head back against the pillow.