shotgun
05-12-2006, 1:18 PM
Donna had been married to Bob for over twelve years. She was happy with there relaytionship and was sure Bob was, until now. There had been some rougher times but they made it through and of course there have been some great times. Donna had always been reserved, almost withdrawn, but that was how she was brought up. Sex was always there for the couple and she thought it was good. Every Saturday night she cleaned herself and put some nice perfumes on, baby powders, a nice soft, sexy night gown, really tried to make herself special for Bob, show him her love, that was how she was brought up. Donna was taught sex was something MEN always wanted, something a nice women wouldn't want. MEN always wanted to lick down there, and want you to lick them down there. Things a nice women wouldn't do. Some MEN thought about putting it in your bum, a nice women would see the minister if it even crossed her mind. MEN always thought about sex and would always stroke themselves. A nice women would definetly NOT think about sex and never touch themselves. Bob and her had talked about some of these things and he was brought up the same way, he didn't beleive in choking the chicken, as he had put it. Donna had felt nervous when they talked about, she had thought about the three times when she did masturbate...
At work sometimes she almost had to leave the lunch room. Some of the women, especially one named Carol, was always talking, or bragging, or hinting about the sex that they have had. Carol would tease the women if they weren't smiling in the morning because they haven't been fucked in awhile. She even bragged about how good her dildoe is to her. Donna shuddered at the thought of actually using a dildoe and tried to make a fake smile to avoid the wise cracks. For a long time Carol was going on about one guy she was seeing, and by the stories, he'd seen alot of her also. She would tell how she would go home and find him snoozin on the couch. She would be real quiet and get a drink, then tip toe over and stand beside him. If his face was looking up she would say, "I just bend over real slow and lower my ass until its no more than an inch from his face". She would make a look of closed eyes, mouth a little open that made the other girls laugh. After tehy'd stop she would carry on, "I'd brace my one arm on the arm rest, then I'd look back at him and make sure his nose is right at the bullseye and as close as possible", as she would make a circle with her fingers around her nose. Then she would look at everyone listening, "and I'd stay there as long as I could stay like that, and the longer the better before moving away and making a little noise to wake him". She'd look at everyone again then her eyes would open wide, "let me tell you ladies, a man wakes and the first thing he smells is me after a long day, well his dick is just about bursting through his pants. And he can't get them off quick enough", as she pretends she's fumbling taking her pants off. Once she said if he happens to start to wake up when she's bent over him all she does is sit right down on his face, WHAMMM, slacks, jeans, track pants and all. Either way she would say, "give it to him baby, and your still smiling in the morning".
Donna had been waiting for an email from an old school friend and decided to check the computer when she got home. It was Friday and was a really hot day so she left a little early. so she made herself a cup of ice tea and sat down at the system. The email she had been waiting for was there and it was quite long. She replied how happy she was to finally get in touch again and said she would write more later. She saved the email and started to get up then thought she had better read it again. Donna clicked on "Start" then on "Documents" and ran through the list until "Saved Email". Before she clicked she noticed the entry below it, "Sniff-IT", and moved the mouse down one. Then she noticed the top item, "A Night 2 Remember", Donna clicked where her mouse was without even thinking and an image opened in front of her that filled the whole monitor. Donna was, to say the least, a little bit shocked. Her eyes opened wide then she scanned the picture from left to right as her mouth slowly opened. An image opened, almost life sized, maybe even bigger, of a naked women sitting on a seat like a donut with a guys face looking out through the center, with a real small dildoe coming out from where his mouth would be, watching her lower herself, with no where to move to. A caption printed across the picture said, "Just A Couple Hours Hon". Still without really gaining her composer she closed the picture then clicked on "Start and Documents" again. She looked at the list and clicked on "A night 2 Remember". An image opened and Donna just looked at it for a couple seconds. It showed a side view of a women and there was a guys head attached to her ass with leather straps and his hands were in straps on her sides. She stayed at the computer for awhile hitting the Spacebar and staring at the screen while viewing some 120 pictures.
Donna came away from the computer not really knowing what to think. Bob was obviously looking at these pictures, she didn't save them, as the images ran through her head. In her mind she hears herself saying, "give it to him baby, guys like that, he likes that..." while she pictures his face looking up while she sat down. Donna soon realized that her hand had slid down between her legs and she was rubbing her sex. She kind of shrugged and headed up the stairs with a half smile to find a couple things for some ideas going through her mind.
Bob got home in about a half hour and Donna came down to greet him. He looked really beat and she new it had been a long day for him. A smile almost came to her face as she thought, "tomorrow is going to be even longer... at least the night".
At work sometimes she almost had to leave the lunch room. Some of the women, especially one named Carol, was always talking, or bragging, or hinting about the sex that they have had. Carol would tease the women if they weren't smiling in the morning because they haven't been fucked in awhile. She even bragged about how good her dildoe is to her. Donna shuddered at the thought of actually using a dildoe and tried to make a fake smile to avoid the wise cracks. For a long time Carol was going on about one guy she was seeing, and by the stories, he'd seen alot of her also. She would tell how she would go home and find him snoozin on the couch. She would be real quiet and get a drink, then tip toe over and stand beside him. If his face was looking up she would say, "I just bend over real slow and lower my ass until its no more than an inch from his face". She would make a look of closed eyes, mouth a little open that made the other girls laugh. After tehy'd stop she would carry on, "I'd brace my one arm on the arm rest, then I'd look back at him and make sure his nose is right at the bullseye and as close as possible", as she would make a circle with her fingers around her nose. Then she would look at everyone listening, "and I'd stay there as long as I could stay like that, and the longer the better before moving away and making a little noise to wake him". She'd look at everyone again then her eyes would open wide, "let me tell you ladies, a man wakes and the first thing he smells is me after a long day, well his dick is just about bursting through his pants. And he can't get them off quick enough", as she pretends she's fumbling taking her pants off. Once she said if he happens to start to wake up when she's bent over him all she does is sit right down on his face, WHAMMM, slacks, jeans, track pants and all. Either way she would say, "give it to him baby, and your still smiling in the morning".
Donna had been waiting for an email from an old school friend and decided to check the computer when she got home. It was Friday and was a really hot day so she left a little early. so she made herself a cup of ice tea and sat down at the system. The email she had been waiting for was there and it was quite long. She replied how happy she was to finally get in touch again and said she would write more later. She saved the email and started to get up then thought she had better read it again. Donna clicked on "Start" then on "Documents" and ran through the list until "Saved Email". Before she clicked she noticed the entry below it, "Sniff-IT", and moved the mouse down one. Then she noticed the top item, "A Night 2 Remember", Donna clicked where her mouse was without even thinking and an image opened in front of her that filled the whole monitor. Donna was, to say the least, a little bit shocked. Her eyes opened wide then she scanned the picture from left to right as her mouth slowly opened. An image opened, almost life sized, maybe even bigger, of a naked women sitting on a seat like a donut with a guys face looking out through the center, with a real small dildoe coming out from where his mouth would be, watching her lower herself, with no where to move to. A caption printed across the picture said, "Just A Couple Hours Hon". Still without really gaining her composer she closed the picture then clicked on "Start and Documents" again. She looked at the list and clicked on "A night 2 Remember". An image opened and Donna just looked at it for a couple seconds. It showed a side view of a women and there was a guys head attached to her ass with leather straps and his hands were in straps on her sides. She stayed at the computer for awhile hitting the Spacebar and staring at the screen while viewing some 120 pictures.
Donna came away from the computer not really knowing what to think. Bob was obviously looking at these pictures, she didn't save them, as the images ran through her head. In her mind she hears herself saying, "give it to him baby, guys like that, he likes that..." while she pictures his face looking up while she sat down. Donna soon realized that her hand had slid down between her legs and she was rubbing her sex. She kind of shrugged and headed up the stairs with a half smile to find a couple things for some ideas going through her mind.
Bob got home in about a half hour and Donna came down to greet him. He looked really beat and she new it had been a long day for him. A smile almost came to her face as she thought, "tomorrow is going to be even longer... at least the night".