My mind was swirling and I felt the nervous feeling rising in my stomach. How much did Donna know? Surely since she saw my wife’s video she must know everything. Had my wife shown her my online profile from the porn site? Had Donna read my posts and stories? Oh hell, this was overwhelming me!
Fortunately, I had the radio droning on in the background, if it had of been silent I might have fainted. I felt nervous. I knew I looked nervous. I was riding a crazy wave of emotions that I had inflicted on myself! I had been like normal, camped out on the deck with my laptop and my radio. Sensing my nervousness Donna wanted to go back out on the deck and visit a little.
We had known each other for years but I never looked at her in a sexual way, there was no attraction there for me at all. Donna was like a lot of women in her late fifties you see out there. Oh, I know that sounds stereotypical and I know that there definitely are exceptions. Donna, like my wife, dressed so conservatively that you really never saw much skin. She had a pleasant personality. She wasn’t obnoxious or irritating. She just seemed like family to me, so this felt really awkward.
What I didn’t know about Donna was this; she had been holding her entire family together all by herself for over the last fifteen years. Her husband had medical issues. All the different medications he is on had rendered him incapable of taking care of himself. Although Donna never really drank or smoked or did much partying, her two adult sons made up for that.
While being outwardly nice guys both had failed marriages, bankruptcies, and addictions to various drugs. Donnas’ life was filled with doing everything for everyone else and she was fed up and frustrated but dedicated to her family nonetheless. Inside Donna was a suppressed monster that had no release. She had no place she could focus her frustration. I never it saw it coming!
We sat out on the deck and I offered her something to drink. Donna knew my wife liked a few varieties of wine and asked for a glass. I noticed her watching me as I went into the house to get Donnas’ wine.
Donna was wearing a conservative summer dress about calf length and some sandals. I was wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. We chatted about how nice it was that my wife and I were teachers and how nice summers off were while she sipped her wine. I was lulled into a sense of calmness due to the typical small talk. It was when she finished her wine and simply said, “Ready”, that I was jolted back to reality.
Remembering how my wife had warned me about acting reluctant in any way, I replied, “Yes Donna.”
I followed her inside. She sat on the couch and asked, “Do you mind if we watch a little T.V”
Confused, but knowing my place, I said, “Sure”, and handed her the remote and she found a travel channel she liked. Donna excused herself to the bathroom and as she left she said, “When I come out I want you completely undressed.”
Here we go I thought. Donna was in the bathroom for only a minute or so and when she came back there I was naked, standing by the couch. She walked by me and sat back down on the couch. She didn’t say anything for a second. She just watched the screen.
Then she said, “Could you get me another glass of wine sweetie?”
I brought Donna another glass of wine and she told me to kneel down between her legs. I did as she said and she lifted the hem of her dress up. I was looking directly at Donnas’ pussy. I had envisioned a giant muff of hair and you know what else. I was surprised to see she was neatly trimmed, not shaved, but fairly short.
Donna gently but firmly pulled my head to her pussy and said, “Lick me slowly.”
It had been a long time since my tongue had been in another pussy. I would have never guessed it would have been Donna, but with your face pressed up and held you can’t really tell whom you’re with. I let myself fall naturally into place and began to hunt out her clit with my tongue.
I ran my tongue around the outside of her lips and flattened it out when I ran it up between them to her clit. I sucked and pulled on her lips with mine. I sucked on her hood and flicked her aroused clit with the tip of my tongue. Donna was clearly enjoying herself. Her hips would grind every once in a while. She would run her fingers through my hair grabbing a handful.
I was lost! At this point I was naked, kneeling under the dress of my wife’s good friend eating her like I would my wife. Once the pussy was thrust right there in my face I guess I just went into an automatic mode. Donna didn’t taste much different than my wife. Her lips and clit might have been a little bigger but really not much different, so I ate away. I had relaxed and began to focus on making Donna cum. It wasn’t long until Donna hissed with a breathy voice, “Yes, yes, like that, there, yes, keep sucking and licking, yes, yes, yes!” Then Donna came, grabbing my hair firmly while grinding her pussy into my face.
“Whew, oh man I needed that so badly, thanks sweetie!” she said. She let go of my hair and pushed my head back up and smoothed down the hem of her dress. She smiled down at me and the reality (her face) brought me right back! My face was shiny covered in her juices and she told me to clean up. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and shook my head. I just ate Donna to orgasm and my wife, hell I hadn’t even thought about that, was probably getting fucked silly at this very moment.
I wiped my face and realized I was “All in”, now! At this point, whom would they tell (Donna and my wife)? I took a deep breath and walked back out, naked. Donna told me to stop and stand next to her on the couch. Fuck, I did just as she said and resigned myself to whatever would come this evening. She grabbed hold of my cock and just squeezed it and played with it. She talked to me about the T.V. show she had on while she played with my cock and balls in a leisurely fashion. Hell, I didn’t know what to think and now my cock was beginning to respond to her hand, regardless of whether I found Donna attractive or not!
When Donna felt me begin to stiffen she turned and looked up at me and said, “Oooh good!”
Just then Donna got a text on her phone. It was my wife. Then Donna said to me it was from my wife. Donna let go of my cock to reply to my wife’s text. I stood there like a servant! Donna giggled and fumbled with her phone then set it down. She smiled and told me to stand facing her while she sat on the couch.