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Donna From Next Door

By: magichands



This entire Fall has been a boring part of my life. I go to work at the Massage Therapy College where I teach, I come home to an empty house most evenings.

Sure, there are 2 or 3 clients a week to perk me up, but these are mostly chubby housewife types with sore backs and arms.

Still, they are company, and fill the gap.

My lovely wife Lee is gone 5 days out of 7, she is in the last stages of internship. She always wanted to be a Doctor, it wasn't in the budget until one day 3 little diamonds came up in a row on a slot machine in Reno, and our life changed!

I often busied myself around the house, just to kill time. I am not used to being by myself, more than 20 years of marriage with Lee always there is normal to me.

Lee and I have a free lifestyle usually, although lately she has been tired and snappish. I guess that is understandable, considering the strain she is under.

We have new neighbors, and a huge new home right across the road from us. It upset me at first, but in short order I came to like Donna, the mother of Lisa and Kathy. Both the girls are in my current class, which is fun since they are both simply stunning.

Add in completely uninhibited and you see my point!

The few times I met Donna, she is always polite, friendly, and she is a slightly older carbon copy of her two daughters. But she is reserved in manner, so our relationship is pretty much a wave and "Hi!".

I had noticed that there were almost no visitors, even the two Daughters weren't dating, which was a surprise.

So one Sunday afternoon while working out in my yard, I noticed Lisa and Kathy come screaming down their driveway on their bikes. Legs flashing, they waved and me and yelled out the familiar "Hi, Teacher Ted!" and then they were gone.

I turned back to the Rose bushes I was pruning, when I heard an engine start. A few seconds later, an old truck came slowly down the road, and went out of sight.

I didn't think too much of that, but then I thought I heard a door slam shut. Just down the road from us is a turnout, that goes down by the creek. Almost no one goes there, although there are a couple of young boys who come up from time to time to catch Crawfish.

I started to return to my pruning when it hit me! If the engine started just up the road, someone had to be waiting! There were no homes up there, just a couple of wide spots. If they went just down the road and stopped, then why?

I knew that Lisa and Kathy were long gone, one would need to drive very fast to even keep up with them on the winding two lane blacktop.

DONNA....I realized! She was up there alone, and there is a path from the lower turnout right up the hillside into her yard!

I dropped my shears and trotted down the driveway and up hers. I looked around as I approached the house, nothing.

Then as I started around the side of the house, I head a muffled cry, and a man's angry voice. As I stepped around to the big double doors by the pool, I could see Donna down on her back, and a man pushing at her, I realized he was trying to control her arms and she was struggling.

I let out a bellow and headed for him, I saw him jump back and turn, I saw his hand come up, realized it was a gun.

The rest was a bit of a haze, I was suddenly on him, slashing, scratching, beating at him. This was no fistfight, I was an animal fighting for my life! I was trying to kill him, tear his arms and legs off, not out of anger, out of sheer terror! I managed to get the fingers of my right hand into his face, trying to tear his eyes out, as I beat at his head and body with my free hand. He was on his back, trying to swing at me, but I was too big, too strong.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the pistol skitter away, oddly it seemed to spin in slow motion as I continued to claw at him.

Then he jerked loose and ran. I dropped to my hands and knees, gasping for breath.

The next sound I heard was Donna moaning, I managed to get up to go check on her. She lay back against the wall, she had scooted about 10 feet during the scrap. She had on a white robe, nothing else. She sat with her head in her hands, as I reached down and pulled the robe together, covering her bare body.

"Are you all right?" I asked her, stupidly. She looked up at me, and got up. Then she grabbed me and sobbed, still terrified.

Finally I got her to sit down, and reached for the phone to dial 911.

It took nearly 20 minutes for the Sheriff to arrive at our Country location. They ran around for awhile, bagged the gun, took some scrapings from under my fingernails, and some blood spatters off my clothes. The intruder had obviously been intent on rape, but never got quite that far because of my interuption.

Then finally we were alone. Donna made some tea, we sat and talked for quite awhile. As we were talking, I happened to feel an odd sensation on my ribcage and reached down. My hand came back bloody! I pulled up my shirt and took a look, he had gotten off one round, the bullet has passed by my right ribcage, cutting a tiny furrow about 3 inches long.

I hadn't even heard the shot, or realized he had fired! Donna exclaimed "Oh My GOD! You are hurt!"

I looked closely, "Just a scratch" I told her.

But I was bleeding like a stuck pig, I take blood thinners, which added to the mess.

Donna ran to the bathroom and grabbed some towels and bandages. "Off with the shirt" she ordered.

I sensed her needing to take control, to combat the shock of what had just almost happened to her. I slipped off my shirt, laying the towel down to protect the couch. The blood had ran down my side and soaked into my pants and underwear.

"Off with the pants, too!" she said. I hesitated, she said, "I have seen men before, off with them!"

I stood up and stripped off my jeans and underwear, suddenly glad that I had put on fresh clothing before coming outside.

Donna wetted a washcloth, and wiped up the blood, just weeping now. Then she applied some salve, and a neat bandage.

She went into the bedroom, and came out with a robe and handed it to me with a smile.

I slipped it on, pulling it tightly around me. "Thank you" I said. "No, thank you! she exclaimed, and then the tears came in a flood!

I pulled her into my arms, and just held her, she held me back. We sat like that for a very long time, then I felt her hand slide inside my robe, and touch my chest lightly. The sensation was so sweet, I automatically started to get an erection. 

Not wanting her to know, I started to pull away, she held me tighter, and said, "No!" Her hand slid down to my crotch, wrapped around me, and just held me.

I have to say, this felt strange. Here we both were sitting naked in our robes, cuddled up on the couch, with Donna just holding my erection in her right hand. No stroking, nothing, just holding me.

"Can you? Will you...." she uttered. I slipped my hand inside her robe and touched her right breast. She let out a hiss between her teeth, as I let my fingertips brush her nipple.

"It's been so long..." she said, and she slid the robe back off me, staring at my erection. I just continued the gentle touch to her breasts, first one, then the other.

They felt and looked fuller than her daughter's, the nipples had the crinkly look and feel of a mature woman, rather than the soft and smooth feel of youth. With a groan, I buried my face between them, reveling in the moment.

I let my left hand slide down to her hip, then around the front. She parted her legs to ease my access, I found the softness of her and brushed lightly against her wetness. She felt damp, soft, the pubic hair was full and natural.

Then her hand began to move on me. If possible, I got even firmer, as her hand began to slowly roll my foreskin back to expose me to her gaze.

"Big" she said with a shudder. Then she slid her right leg up and over me, reached down and held me in position, and slid down to cover my shaft.

I went into her easily, this was no overly tight young girl, this was a mature woman. She took me all, settled her full weight on me, and just stopped there. I saw her eyes flutter, then she lifted up, up, up. Just as I was about to pop out, she settled back down with a deep groan.

This went on and on, so slow. I felt myself building, she was too.

Finally, after what seemed to be hours, but was really just a few minutes, there was no holding back! I felt my first spurt, she dropped down firmly just as I started, and held herself there. Then she clamped down hard with her vaginal muscles, and I was gone!

It was one of those incredible orgasms, they happen rarely. She clamped down the second time, and she went off, too! We were lost in the moment.

Just as I began to relax, I heard a noise. Looking over, there stood Lisa and Kathy! Both had a shocked look on their faces, eyes as big as silver dollars!

They looked at me, then at their Mom. Then Lisa said, "Hi, Teacher Ted!" and started laughing...

Donna From Next Door Ch. 02



Donna and I simply sat there in shock! Here were her two lovely daughters, standing in the doorway with big grins on their faces.

Their Mother and I were still firmly enjoined, shall we say.

Donna hopped up with a start, I caught her look of dismay as she dashed from the living room, leaving me sitting there hurriedly pulling the robe closed over my still glistening half hard erection.

"What's that?" Lisa demanded.

"What's what?" I answered, feeling a bit on the vulnerable side.

"That bandage!" She said, a bit of concern in her voice.

"Just a scratch," I told her, "There was a little problem."

"Little problem, hell!" Donna interjected as she walked back into the room, now dressed in slacks and a pullover top. "Ted saved my life!" she said.

We all sat at the kitchen table as Donna related the situation of the last couple of hours. She told them how I had interupted an intruder that had attacked her, managed somehow to beat him off. She explained that the Police had been there, and were looking for the guy. She mentioned the fact that he had fired one shot, and hit me. "I just was doctoring his wound," she added, lamely.

Lisa and Kathy looked at each other, and started laughing. "Love your technique, Mom!" Lisa popped out.

Donna flushed scarlet, I was being careful to keep my mouth shut at this point. Then I felt Lisa's hand on my leg, high enough that her fingertips were brushing my privates. "Teacher Ted is good, huh?" she said, looking pointedly at her Mother.

I was thinking at this point that this would be a fine time for me to head for the house, when Donna looked at me, suddenly understanding. "You mean?" she said, looking from me to Lisa and back.

Lisa now had her hand inside my robe, on my still sticky half hard, and was beginning to stroke me under the table. "Yes, last Tuesday! Teacher Ted did me too!...While Kathy watched!"...

Then she added, "Well, Kathy did more than watch, she tried a blow job!" Blunt and to the point, this is Lisa.

Totally uncomfortable now, I was about ready to bolt. Donna just looked at her two girls, then this amazing smile came over her face. I was doing my level best to keep a straight face, the cat was totally out of the bag, so to speak. Lisa was now stroking quickly enough that it was obvious what she was doing, Kathy was now staring at Lisa's busy hand. Kathy hadn't said a word to this point, now she got up and came to sit in the chair on my other side.

Donna was sitting right across from us, Kathy reached down and began helping her sister. Donna was looking at me, her face was becoming flushed, it hit me she was starting to get turned on at the sight of her girls busying themselves with my now rock hard hunk of meat.

This was all way too much, I exploded, spraying out a good half dozen spurts.

Donna got up and left, returning in moments with a warm damp washcloth. She stepped around the table, pulled my robe back, and matter of factly washed me up. "This is a little much!" I managed to mutter.

She looked at me, smiled and said, "Not a thing in the world we can do about it, the girls are all grown up! Besides, I liked it too!" Then she leaned down and kissed me full on the lips. I returned the kiss, her lips were soft as silk. As she finished wiping me down, she turned to Kathy and told her to go run a warm bath.

Kathy hopped up and went into the bathroom, Donna and Lisa got up, reached for my hands and said, "Come on!"

I meekly complied. They led me into the bathroom, took my robe, and Donna peeled the bandage off my side. Then they had me get in the tub, I lay back in the warm water as they washed me from head to toe.

I must admit, it felt wonderful, but over far too soon, as they used towels to dry me off. Donna redid the bandage over the wound where the bullet had grazed my ribcage, applying some kind of ointment. Lisa came in with my clothes, adding a fresh T-shirt she got from someplace. I quickly dressed.

We all went back into the living room, Kathy had produced a plate of cookies and some milk. We sat there, eating some of the cookies, drinking the milk, in silence.

In the space of less than 3 hours, I had been in a fight, shot, screwed silly by Donna, then hand finished by her two Daughters right in front of her, bathed, fed, and they were acting like this was a nice neighborly visit. Let's face it, I can't even make up stuff like this!

Donna broke the slience with, "So you slept with Lisa?" I nodded. Then she looked at Kathy, who shook her head. "Well, two out of three ain't bad!" she laughed. "I didn't mean...." I started, lamely. Donna just waved her hand, "It's all right!" she said. "I enjoyed that, it has been a long time!"

Then she looked my right in the eyes, smiled that big smile of hers. "If you ever need anything, anything at all!" she stressed, "This house is yours, too!"

I nodded, understanding fully. An entire house full of beauty, all mine for the asking. Now how many men my age have a deal like that?

There was just one problem. Lee, my wife would be home the next day. How am I going to explain this..........?