(Kindest regards and Thanks to kenjisato for helping with proofreading and editing)
Something about Donna
"That was great, honey!" Donna panted happily, as she lay back down in her bed. Her breath shallow and fast, her glistening smile wide with happiness. Her hair, cropped to just below her ears, was usually dark brown with shades of burgundy. Now, it was almost black from sweat and plastered on her forehead. She turned her head and patted her gasping husband on the chest.
He smiled back at her. "Yeah, it was!" he wheezed, happily. Dan looked at his wife. He let his eyes wander over her naked chest. Her boobs lay out in the open, big, round and soft but firm. He smiled again. Even though they'd been married for close to twenty years, he loved her more and more every year.
Dan's train of thought started spiraling. Was it twenty years since the wedding? Was David born before or after the ceremony? What was the name of the church again? What was the name of the room for tomorrow's meeting? Had he responded to that mail?
He was interrupted by a happy sigh from Donna. "You found any nice girls yet? The thought of watching you getting fucked by someone else makes me so hot!" she giggled.
Dan sighed, and smiled. It was the umpteenth time this month, that his wife mentioned her newfound kink. "I know, babe," he said. "I've been swiping all week, but you know. No matches yet," he shrugged.
Donna looked thoughtful for a minute. Then, she grinned and giggled. "You know what honey? I'm gonna ask Rachel! How about that, huh?" She looked at him, eyes bright and her smile unbelievably cute.
"Who?" asked Dan.
Donna looked puzzled. "Rachel!" she insisted. "You know. My best friend. The mother of our son's best friend..." She looked at her husband, as if he was a complete idiot.
Dan exclaimed, "Yes, I know
Rachel
! I just didn't figure you actually meant
our
Rachel!" Donna chuckled, and shook her head. "Do you really think she'd want to?" Dan asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure I could talk her into it. She's not the most faithful one, you know," said Donna, with a gleam in her eyes.
Dan puffed his cheeks. "Don't know if I wanna do that to Richard, though..." he muttered, and scratched the back of his head.
"Don't worry about that! I'll call her tomorrow," Donna announced, with a clap of her hands. The matter was settled, by proclamation of the wife!
She got up to go brush her teeth. Dan gazed longingly at her round ass. Big, plump but firm, helped by the wide hips. By all accounts the most 'juicy' ass Dan had ever had the pleasure to experience. He started remembering all the moments that that booty had given him over the years.
Donna saw that her husband, once again, had drifted off. She giggled and snapped her fingers, bringing him back to planet Earth. "David wanted us to come with him tomorrow. He's found another apartment," she reminded him.
"Yeah. Right. I remember," Dan mumbled.
Donna laughed, and went to the bathroom, deliberately swaying her hips until she was out of sight.
Dan watched her jiggling butt for as long as possible. When she disappeared he lay back down and smiled. He felt happy. Happy that they were still so healthy and good looking, even at forty-five. Happy about his sexy wife and their fun, loving marriage. Pretty happy, in general.
Dan thought of Rachel. Donna's best friend and mother to David's 'main bud', Ricky. He tried to picture her naked. That blonde hair swaying down her shoulders; straight, but also kinda wavy or curly. Dan didn't know the difference and couldn't care less. He saw before him Rachel's glistening smile. Always sorta, what was the word? sardonic, but still sweet. He pictured Rachel's tall body and tried to imagine her perky boobs. Fake, but still smaller than Donna's hooters. But probably firm and fun to play with. He saw before him Rachel's cute butt, bubbly from all those hours at the gym.
Dan smiled wider. He was actually getting hard again. He chuckled to himself. "All right then. Rachel's gonna work just fine," he thought to himself.
...........
The next day was a Saturday. During her late breakfast, Donna sat in her comfortable PJs, swept in her coziest robe. She had a steaming cup of coffee in one hand. The other hand was held up to her ear, clutching her phone.
It was Rachel on the other end. They were yapping away happily, as they always did. Donna had a bit more trouble focusing, though. She was too excited and couldn't hold it in much longer. "Hey, wanna come over and fuck Dan?" she blurted out. Completely out of sync with the conversation.
Rachel went dead silent. "What?" she stammered, after a few moments.
Donna pushed on. "Do you want to come over later? And fuck Dan?"
Rachel seemed stunned. "Dan?" she asked.
Donna kept pushing. Just the conversation alone was making her wet. "Yeah. Dan. My husband," she said.
Rachel sounded annoyed, "Yeah, I know
Dan
. That's not what I mean..."
Donna had to stroke her breasts, she was so turned on. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this. "Yeah... Wanna fuck him?" she insisted excitedly.
"Are you serious?" Rachel gasped.
"Yes! Absolutely! I would fucking love it!" Donna groaned.
Rachel chuckled nervously. "Donna. Come on. I'm married! You know that. Find someone else for your weird fantasies." She didn't sound angry or anything; just a friend deflecting her own friend's silly joke.
Donna wouldn't budge, though. "Being married hasn't stopped you before..." she reminded Rachel. "Well, yeah, well..." Rachel coughed.
"I'm not saying I'm gonna tell Richard. About anything," Donna assured her, trying to make it not sound like a threat. Rachel got quiet. Donna pleaded on. "Come on! Pleeease? His cock's great! Really! I swear!"
Rachel seemed to think about it. "Fine..." she whispered, after yet another few heartbeats. "You're crazy!" she added, with a disbelieving giggle.
"Great! You'll like it, I promise! This is gonna be so much fun!" Donna squealed, joyfully. "Come over in an hour. I'll have him ready for you," she said, decisively.
"But..." started Rachel.
But, Donna had already hung up. She was more excited then a kid on Christmas. Donna was just about to get her sweet husband when someone walked in the kitchen.
"Hi, mom. Ready for today?" David asked, grabbing a cup of his own.
Donna looked at the young man. So like his father. Except David's brown hair was cropped shorter, and he didn't have the perpetual five o'clock shadow his father always sported. Donna felt a sting of shame. "Aw. I'm sorry, baby. Dad and I can't go with you today. Something's come up..."
David looked at her. A little disappointed, maybe, but he didn't let it show. "I guess I can go by myself," he shrugged. "What's come up, anyway?"
"Um, well..." Donna started. "I didn't really want to say, but... it's a surprise for your birthday," she lied, while trying to smile as innocently as possible.
David looked puzzled. "My birthday's in like two months," he said.
Donna giggled. "Yeah. Well it's a big surprise," she winked. David glanced suspiciously at his mother, but he dropped the subject in favor of his coffee.
"Morning!" called Dan, as he waltzed in to the room. Happily, he kissed his wife and strode off towards his son and the coffee pot.
"Hi, dad," said David.
Dan gave his kid a playful 'punch' on the shoulder, and grabbed a cup of his own.
"Just told him we can't come with today," Donna told her husband, over the rim of her steaming cup.
"No?" asked Dan, and took a sip.
Donna gave him an insistent look. "Got that
thing
, remember?" she hinted.
Dan's face lit up. "Really? I mean, yeah, right... I remember," giving a knowing nod to his son. "Sorry, David," he said.
David swallowed the hot beverage. "It's all right. But I better get going," he said, and started making his way out of the kitchen.
Dan sat down next to Donna. The happy couple grinned at each other. They were almost fully making out, even before David had left the room.
He groaned, embarrassed at seeing his parents. "Ricky might come with some stuff later, by the way!" David called over his shoulder.
"All right, baby," Donna answered, not paying any attention whatsoever. She was fully immersed in kissing and caressing her sweet husband. Two moments later, his hands were in her robe, kneading her tits. "Hey!" Donna giggled, "Save some for Rachel."
Dan let go. Returned to his coffee with a huge smile on his face. "Can't believe she actually said 'yes'." he said dreamily. "When's she coming over?"
Donna smiled. "Soon," she said. "Why don't you go have a long, nice shower and I'll wait for her," she purred.
"Yeah, maybe I will!" said Dan. He got to his feet and put his empty cup on the counter. He kissed Donna and started walking.
"You can wait on the bed!" Donna called after him. She chuckled to herself, feeling all warm inside.
Donna finished her coffee. She heard the shower hissing from upstairs, almost at the same time, she saw David pulling out from the driveway. She went over to the sink and started washing the empty cups. For a moment or two, she reverted back to being a mother and wife, slightly annoyed that her boys couldn't clean their dishes by themselves.
She proceeded to look through the fridge and pantry, simultaneously devising a shopping list on the counter. When she realized the shower was quiet, the warmth returned. Same with the moisture in her panties. Donna thought of her husband. Now he was probably lying naked on the bed, waiting for Rachel. The thought made Donna shiver with pleasure.
She giggled with childish excitement when she heard gentle, but eager, knocking on the back door. "Damn, that was fast!" Donna thought, as she scurried over to get the door. Through the pane of glass in the door, she could see Rachel's face. Her hair was glistening golden in the morning sun.
"What's up, girlfriend!" Donna greeted her with an exaggerated squeal. Rachel looked at her like she was joking.
"This can't be for real," she said decisively, when she entered.
"I'm not kidding about this! For realsies!" Donna giggled, and kissed her BFF on the cheek.
Rachel sighed, and slowly shook her head. "I mean... It's crazy. Right? But still..." she pondered.
"Super exciting! Right?" Donna finished for her. She couldn't barely remember the last time she was this giddy and psyched about anything.
