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Valley Wives Ch. 01

By: mistress_diana



The sun rises over the western mountains and bathes the cities and towns nestled in Silicon Valley with a pinkish light. It promises to be another hot day but every house is armed with central air and swimming pools. It's the mid-90's and everyone is rich as the dot com boom begins to swell and money flows freely from venture capital firms all over the Valley.

In the sprawling suburbs of San Jose one can find many streets filled with cookie-cutter homes. Many homes have swimming pools out back and luxury cars in the front. On Shannon Road, there is no exception.

Tiffany wakes up with her husband every morning to make him coffee. That warm June morning is no exception as she enters the kitchen in her skimpy robe. Yawning, she takes two mugs out of the cupboard and pours the coffee. Her husband likes it black and she likes it very light. Outside the sprinklers have begun to water the neat lawn and she watches them for a while until Stan joins her at the table.

Stan wears his usual shirt and tie. His hair is impeccable and his face is tanned. He is old-fashioned and refuses to dress down like so many of the newer, younger executives in the Valley. Tiffany smiles at him as he quickly scans the paper. He is almost 15 years older than her, but he has treated her well and she knows it. They make small talk for a while until it's time to leave. He likes to get to the office in Cupertino early. The sun has just made its way over the mountains as he puts his Lexus into gear.

Tiffany yawns again but she won't be going back to bed. She wants to catch the early aerobics class at the gym before she gets her nails done. She makes her way into the large bedroom at the top of the stairs and changes into her workout clothes.

She is what most people describe as a knock-out. A native to Southern California, her hair is long and naturally blond. She has a pleasant face and a brilliant smile. Her body is very shapely and she never succumbed to breast implants. They are smallish, but firm and her husband adores them. The hard workouts each week have kept her trim and even a little muscular.

Tiffany's past is kept secret to everyone including her husband. When he met her while on a business trip, she was a cocktail waitress. What he didn't know was that she had made more than a few porno movies in her time. Although, at 32 and well in her past, she likes to keep it secret. She has a few of her best performances on tape hidden in their spacious house and every once in a while she watches them and relives those crazy days of sex and drugs.

Her appetite for sex is still strong and sometimes her husband can't satisfy. She never complains and makes sure she takes care of those needs herself. Tiffany has never cheated on her husband, but there are many ways to take care of those urges on your own.

***

As Tiffany heads to the gym, her good friend Darcy is driving the family's mini-van with her two daughters in the back. It's a typical day for them – school for the girls, then work out for mom. Darcy sips her coffee as she deftly navigates the streets to the school. The girls are quiet this morning and she's thankful for that. She is tired from staying up late – the insomnia has hit again.

She drops them off at school and waves good-bye and pulls away from the curb. She'll drag herself to the workout and then go home and relax by the pool. A smile forms on her lips as she remembers today is the day the pool guy stops by.

Darcy is a bleached-blond from Texas. She met her husband while he attended college in Austin. Not a good student herself, she quickly fell under his spell and soon after that dropped out. Her and Mike dated the whole time he was in school and as soon as he graduated, he proposed and they moved to California so he could begin working in the engineering field. He rose quickly through the ranks and they were able to move into a new house in a good neighborhood. Within 3 more years she had two kids and then the boredom set in.

Mike liked to work long hours leaving Darcy to her own devices. She never felt like she fit in with the other wives. Her Texas attitude stayed with her and sometimes other woman would get offended. Her only real friend was Tiffany who lived a few houses down. Tiffany never said a bad word and always laughed at Darcy's jokes. After a while Darcy confided to her friend about her affairs. Tiffany admitted to never cheating on her husband, but was sympathetic and even encouraged Darcy.

The affairs were nothing more than quick and anonymous sex. Darcy was a curvy, busty woman with a nice round ass and small waist. She meticulously kept up her appearance spending good money on nails, hair and skin. She worked out regularly with Tiffany and was proud of her looks after rearing two kids. Unfortunately Mike didn't notice as much so their sex life suffered and Darcy looked elsewhere. Never did she ever consider leaving Mike – the money and lifestyle were good and she had no intention of giving that up. Instead she had her adventures and kept them from her husband.

Darcy squeezes her legs together as she thinks about the pool guy. He's young, muscular and tanned, but she hasn't seduced him yet. She thinks today will be the day, but first the workout.

She meets up with Tiffany in the gym and they go through their routine. Afterwards, over smoothies, they catch up on the gossip of the neighborhood. Eventually the talk turns to the prospect of new neighbors.

"So that house between us," Darcy says, "I guess they're moving in today."

"Yes, that's what I heard. Do you know anything about them?"

"Well, I heard from Marcia, you know Marcia, she's the real estate agent who set them up? Well, she told me it's a couple from Washington state. He's going to be the new CEO of a company in San Jose, computers or something, and she's recently left her job at a law firm in Seattle." Darcy leaned in closer. "Marcia says there is something funny about her, that maybe she had a breakdown or something."

Tiffany nods and smiles. Darcy can't resist gossip. "I'm sure she's fine, Darcy."

Darcy sniffs and flips her hair back. "I plan on introducing myself right away. She should feel at home as soon as she can."

Darcy still feels like an outsider after 10 years in the Valley and is always drawn to others that aren't native.

"I will too. Maybe we should go over together later today," Tiffany suggests.

"I'll make a fruit salad." That's Darcy's cure for everything – funerals, new neighbors, new babies...

They talk several minutes more until Tiffany excuses her self. She has a nail appointment. Darcy looks at her watch and realizes the pool guy will be at her house soon. She tells Tiffany and both women laugh.

***

Adam and Stephanie pull their Volvo into the driveway of their new home. The moving van is already there and the movers are unloading their furniture. Steph looks at the other houses on the street and is dismayed to see they all look basically the same. She instantly longs for their Victorian on the hill outside Seattle. Adam, on the other hand, is eager and anxious to get going on the new job. He picked out the house without her and she resents it, but it is only one of the many things she resents about him.

"Let's go in and I'll show you around," he says as he hops out of the car.

She follows him and is acutely aware of the heat. The house is filling up with their stuff but the furniture they have doesn't quite match the style of the place. She wonders if she will be able to replace it down the road. Adam is showing her the rooms – it looks nice enough, but it isn't home and she wants to cry because she misses it already.

"Stop sulking," he says to her when they are alone upstairs. "I did this for you, you know."

"Taking me away from Seattle is the worst thing you could do," she says.

"It isn't," he says with that familiar menacing look in his eye. She shrinks back from that and goes to inspect the master bathroom. She doesn't want to provoke him today of all days.

Steph is a quiet, thoughtful woman with long dark hair. She made a great lawyer, but outside of that she is shy and timid around her husband. Adam is powerful and a bully to almost everyone, including herself. They have no kids and she's grateful for that because one day she will leave him. She should have left him after the breakdown, but she wasn't strong enough to face him. Instead she bides her time.

When they were dating, it was different. He was funny and brash with boyish good looks. Steph was still school and she almost didn't want to get involved with the business school grad, but he won her over. He proposed to her after she passed the bar and they married and got a nice house outside the city. The commuted in every day and for a while things were ok.

Then all of a sudden one day she realized she was in an abusive relationship. It had been a gradual thing so maybe she had just gotten used to it. First it was verbal, then physical, then lastly sexual. Then the breakdown.

She shook away the memories of that. She needed to be strong and get used to living in this god-forsaken valley teeming with new millionaires and their trophy wives. And she needed to figure out a way to leave the tyrant she lived with.

***

Tiffany stood in the large marble shower in her house and let the cool water wash over her. It was mid-day and her errands were done. The afternoon stretches out in front of her and she looks forward to some idle time. Stan usually didn't arrive home until after 6 and they wouldn't eat until at least 7:30 most nights. She figures she can relax, and then go meet the new neighbors later on.

The shower makes her feel slightly horny. It has been a few days since she last had sex and she is in that mood again. She can wait until that night, but if Stan isn't up for it, she would be more frustrated later. So she dries off and decides to have a little fun.

Her porn movies are hidden away in her closet and she retrieves them on along with her favorite clit vibrator. Still naked from her shower she goes into the family room and pushes the tape into the VCR and turns it on. As she sits on the couch the tape plays and she sees herself over 10 years ago walk across the screen. She hasn't changed all that much she thinks to herself.

Soon her onscreen image is on her knees in front of a large, engorged cock. She smiles as she remembers that scene and the actor. It had taken a few tries to suck him without gagging.

As she watches herself, her hands slide up to cup her breasts and tug on the already hard nipples. Small waves of pleasure wash over her body and her pussy tingles. She listens to the moans on the TV and adds to them as she works her breasts. She loves to start with her breasts because her nipples are super-sensitive. Whenever Stan sucks them, it's all she can do to not cum right away.

As the scene shifts to some good backdoor fucking, Tiffany turns on the clit vibrator and begins to rub it along her button. She moans as the vibrations touch the sensitive nub. She watches her breasts sway back and forth on the TV as the actor fucks her senseless. In real life her hand is pulling her left nipple very hard sending shockwaves through out her body.

"Oh god, fuck me," the TV says. Tiffany repeats it as she rubs the vibe against her clit. Her pelvis lifts up a bit as her body responds to the words and images on the screen. Her juices are coating her swollen lips and she dips her finger and there and brings it to her mouth. She loves the taste of her own cum.

She watches the fucking on the screen and rubs her clit furiously with the vibrator. It feels good and she wants it to go on and on. She remembers the days of making those movies and how she was so addicted to it all. But as she watches the huge cock going in and out of her onscreen cunt, she can't hold back any longer. The beginnings of the orgasm build in her tight body. She is thrashing around on the couch moaning and grabbing her nipples. The actor on the screen is groaning and she knows he is ready to cum – she has seen it many times.

Finally she releases the tension that has been building and cries out in ecstasy. The actor does the same and pulls out of the TV Tiffany and thick ropes of cum coat her ass and back. On her couch she groans and rubs her clit as long as she can take it – not wanting the orgasm to end. Although she can sustain for a long time, eventually it does end and she goes limp from exhaustion.

Valley Wives Ch. 02



It's quiet on Shannon Road during midday. Everyone who works is away and everyone else prepares for a hot afternoon. At number 1101, Adam and Stephanie settle into their new home. At 1105, Tiffany recovers from a mind-blowing orgasm and at 1097 Darcy eagerly awaits the pool guy.

Darcy enters the backyard wearing the tiniest bikini imaginable. The top barely covers her large breasts and the bottom is stretched tight over her ass and mound. The sun is high and it's hot. She needs to cool off a bit after running around all morning. She slides into the pool and walks out until the water is up to her neck. She knows the pool guy will be there soon and she will stay in the water until he arrives.

Indeed, she doesn't have to wait long. The back gate opens and Josh lopes in. She catches her breath at the sight of him. His lean, muscular body is tanned from days spent outdoors. His longish hair is bleached from the sun until it is almost white. He wears loose, baggy shorts, a T-shirt with a band she's never heard of and sneakers. When he sees her, he waves and smiles showing a set of perfectly white teeth.

Darcy is in her early 30's and she figures Josh is about 21. 

"Hi Mrs. Albert," he says as he makes his way to the shed.

She cringes at that salutation. "Just call me Darcy, hon. There's no need to be formal."

He nods and opens the shed to get the necessary chemicals.

"I should probably get out of the pool now," she says coyly, turning on all the Texas charm.

"Yes ma'am," he says and she cringes again.

But she is undaunted and ready to give him a show. Previously all their encounters have been innocent enough – she was always fully clothed and inside the house. She flirted with him many times and she knew she was finally getting through. Today would be the day.

Darcy casually strolls over to the steps leading out of the pool and gradually emerges from the water. She does it slowly and deliberately to ensure he gets a good view. When she gets to the top step she smiles at him and sees his eyes bug out. She knows she was a sight to see. Her nipples are rock hard from the cool water and are clearly seen through the yellow top. Drops of water cling to her oiled body. Her hair is slicked back.

She ignores him and grabs her towel to pat her skin dry. She knows he is staring at her.

"See something you like?" she asks turning around to look at him.

"No, um, I..." he stammers and she laughs and sits down on a lounge chair. Despite his tan, she can see that he's blushing. She lets him go about his business for a while and closes her eyes. She wants him to get a good look at her.

Thirty minutes later she hears him closing the shed door and she opens his eyes.

"All done?" she asks.

He nods and pushes the hair back from his eyes.

"Would you like a cool drink?"

She sees him wrestle with that a bit, but she knows he wants to stay and ogle her some more. They all do.

"Come on in the house for some lemonade," she says, not waiting for an answer. She stands up and casually walks into the house and Josh follows obediently.

Once inside, the cool air from the a/c makes her nipples harden again and Josh can't keep his eyes off them. Again she ignores him and pours him a glass of lemonade. He gulps it down and sets the glass on the counter. There is awkward silence between them. Darcy knows she has an hour tops before she has to go pick up the kids, so it's now or never.

"You like my big ol' tits, sugar?" she asks, laying it on thick.

Josh gulps and nods. Even though his shorts are baggy, she sees a tent beginning to form. Smiling she reaches behind her neck and unties the string that is holding it altogether. The top falls away from her chest exposing her tits for all to see.

"Oh my god," Josh says in a hushed voice.

"Come over here and suck 'em," she says, sticking her breasts out. "Show me what a man you are."

Josh doesn't need any encouragement. In a moment his hands are kneading the firm flesh of her tits and to Darcy it couldn't feel any better. His hands are strong and rough and she purrs with contentment.

"Why don't you suck them for me, hon," she says. "Make me feel good."

Josh lowers his head to take one fat nipple into his mouth. He sucks on it hard as if to draw the milk that has long been dormant.

"Oh yeah, that feels good. Suck them hard, hon."

Darcy leans her head back and grabs onto the countertop behind her. Josh's mouth feels heavenly and there's nothing better than having her big tits sucked hard. Someday she hopes to have both nipples serviced by two different men.

Josh begins to feel bold and reaches inside her bikini bottom to stroke her pussy. Darcy likes that and encourages him. She is already wet and her cunt throbs in anticipation for some young cock. She guides his head to her other nipple and spreads her legs for him.

"That's it, feel my pussy. Is it wet?" she coos.

He grunts in acknowledgement and finally lifts his head from her chest. Without a word, his shorts are off and bunched on the floor. His erect cock springs to life and she is delighted at the size.

"You want to stick that in me?" she asks. "You want to fuck me?"

"Oh yes," he breathes as he lightly strokes his long shaft.

"Good, let me turn around for you," she says accommodatingly.

Darcy turns away and pulls her bottoms down, giving him a great view of her ass. Then, leaning over to grasp the countertop again, she spreads her legs and begs him to show no mercy.

Josh pushes his cock in her waiting hole and she takes every inch willingly. Her pussy is filled and stretched as it envelops his manhood. It feels great and she realizes it has been too long since her last fucking.

"Yes, that's it, Josh. Fill my pussy...fuck me hard," she says through gritted teeth. The youth needs no encouragement from the likes of her. Soon he is thrusting in and out of her wet snatch. Darcy holds on to the countertop and her tits sway back and forth like two huge pendulums. "Oh my god, yesssss," she hisses.

"Fuck, this is good," murmurs Josh. It has been a while since his last good fuck as well and his balls are swollen. Despite the coolness of the dark kitchen, sweat forms on his brow as he fucks this wonderful lady beneath him. He can't believe his fortune that day. For weeks he had been fantasizing about her but he never thought it would come to anything. But when he saw her step out of the pool he knew something had changed.

Darcy begins to feel the orgasm building and she welcomes it like an old friend.

"Yeah, fuck me harder, Josh, I'm gonna cum and I'm gonna cum real good!" she cries. He responds by grabbing her ass cheeks and pounds away. At last he shows no mercy and she goes right over the edge.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh! Oh my god!!!" It's all she can take as the big cock pushes all the right buttons and she cums in a long wailing cry. It echoes in the big kitchen and if anyone happened to walk by the house, they'd wonder what the hell was going on inside.

Josh keeps pumping as he's almost there himself. Once he feels Darcy's cunt milking him hard, he shuts his eyes and feels the sweet release of cum leave his balls.

"Oh yes...ohhhh YES!!" he cries. Darcy smiles in satisfaction as he fills her up. It's another successful encounter and she'll even have time to change and get to the school.

*** The movers and Adam are gone and Stephanie sits in the big house by herself. Furniture is carefully placed in the rooms but there are boxes everywhere and she is reluctant to begin. Unpacking means surrendering yet again to the man that has made her life a living hell.

Adam has left to meet his new company. He wastes no time, Steph thinks. He's always one step ahead of everyone else. That's probably why she hasn't been able to get away from him.

It's late in the afternoon but the heat is still searing outside. Steph looks out at the pool behind the house but has no urge to swim. Instead she wanders around looking at the boxes that contain her possessions. She sits down at the kitchen table and stares at the walls until she hears the doorbell ring. Startled, she leaps up and goes to answer the door. When she opens it she is greeted by two blondes. They look like typical California wives and she almost rolls her eyes.

"Hi there," says the smaller of the two. She smiles pleasantly at Steph. "We are your neighbors and wanted to welcome you."

"Hi," Steph says to them. The larger of the two blondes is looking at her curiously.

"My name is Tiffany and this is Darcy," the first blonde says and sticks her hand out.

Steph shakes her hand. "I'm Stephanie, but you can call me Steph." She wonders if these women are being polite or just nosy.

"Hi Steph," says Darcy and Steph hears a southern accent. "Is your husband at home?"

"No, Adam went to visit his new company up in San Jose."

The blondes nod knowingly. They are most likely trophy wives who are used to being home alone while their husbands toil away in the Valley.

"I'd invite you in, but nothing is unpacked and I don't have any food," Steph says, suddenly feeling weary. "In fact, I don't know where the market is."

"Now, don't worry about that," Darcy says. "You just take a walk over to my house and we'll have a nice drink and a bite to eat."

"Well, that's very kind of you," Steph says. She isn't expecting this kindness from anyone and welcomes it. "I'll just get my purse."

While Steph is getting her things together, Darcy whispers to Tiffany. "She looks very tired, don't you think?"

"Well of course she is. They just moved here. They probably drove down from Seattle."

"I think she really did have a breakdown. She doesn't look so good," Darcy says, continuing to whisper.

"Darcy, hush. Let's get to know her."

Steph returns with her purse and follows them down the street to Darcy's house. It looks pretty much the same as Steph's house, but she knew it would. She follows the two women inside and they sit on the shaded patio near the pool. It isn't as hot there. Darcy makes them all iced tea and they sip it while eating some fruit salad.

"So, Steph, we hear you are from Seattle," Darcy says once they are settled.

"Um, yes...yes I am," replies Steph. No doubt her real estate agent is in cahoots with these two. God knows what else they know about her.

"And what did you do up there?" Darcy asks.

"I was a lawyer."

Darcy nods and Tiffany munches on the chips, still smiling.

"I'm taking some time off," Steph says, anticipating the next question.

"That's a good idea," Tiffany says. Steph notices the woman's perfectly manicured nails and becomes self conscious about her own neglected ones. "You need time to get settled."

"Absolutely," says Darcy. "When I came to the valley, it took forever! Trying to find a gym and a stylist!"

Tiffany laughs. "Don't mind Darcy, Steph. She's a Texas girl."

"I was trying to place the accent," replies Steph.

"Yup, born and bred near Austin," Darcy says proudly.

"I've been Seattle all my life until we moved down here. It's quite a change."

"I bet," Tiffany said. "From cool and rainy to hot and sunny here. You'll eventually get used to it."

Tiffany talks in a soothing voice that Steph likes.

The three of them chat for another hour or so until Darcy's husband arrives home from work. Steph has started to relax and enjoy their company. They have no hang-ups at all, she thinks. Darcy excuses herself to begin dinner and Tiffany and Steph exit the yard back onto the street. All around her husbands are coming home from work and so has hers. She stiffens slightly.

"Everything ok?" says Tiffany as they slowly walk towards their homes.

"Yes, just tired. Been a long couple of days."

Tiffany nods. "I understand. Well, I'll let you get settled. Tomorrow we'll show you around town so you can find things."

Steph looks at Tiffany and smiles. "Thank you that would be great."

The women say good-bye and Steph enters her new house. Adam is home and there is take out food on the table. For that she is grateful.

***

The sun has long since set and Darcy can't sleep again. She sits by the pool in the darkness and thinks. Mike and the kids are sleeping upstairs and she has slipped out quietly. She goes back to her encounter with Josh. Strangely enough, it has left her unsatisfied and restless. She knows that she will be able to fuck him again but thought doesn't give her the usual pleasure. Maybe she needs something a little more risky.

Darcy lies on the lounge chair and recounts some of her other affairs. There was the cable guy that one time. That one wasn't planned. In fact, he started it, but she willingly went along. Then there was the plumber. He was a good fuck, she thought. There were several others and she realizes they were all men who had visited her home while she was alone. Never had she left her house to fuck someone. Maybe it was time to start.



Valley Wives Ch. 03



A week has gone by since Steph has moved to the Valley. If it wasn't for the unexpected friendship of Tiffany and Darcy, she would have killed herself. Tiffany, especially, has made her transition a little easier. Steph begins to look forward to the shopping and work out excursions with her new friend. Darcy, on the other hand, is friendly, but seems distracted and is obsessed with having trysts with other men. The woman's bold talk makes Steph a little uncomfortable at times.

Life in the new house on Shannon Road has been better than expected. Adam treats her kindly and they have even made love normally. So, as she changes into her shorts and t-shirt, she thinks that maybe things will be ok after all. She makes a mental note to herself to look in the paper for a hiring law firm.

Tiffany and Darcy pick Steph up outside the house and they roll down the road that leads them to the gym. Darcy is especially chatty today.

"Josh, you know – the pool guy? He stopped by yesterday," she says excitedly. "As soon as he came into the yard, I swear he had a hard-on!"

Tiffany laughs politely but Steph says nothing. She is still shocked by this woman's behavior. Never in her wildest dreams would she have considered cheating on Adam, although some of the things he's made her do...

Darcy's voice brings her back.

"So I ignored him the best I could," she continues.

"Why did you do that?" Tiffany asks.

"Why do you think? I'm not going to let this young hottie think he can just have me whenever he wants. Why, I would never get rid of him!"

"But don't you want him around?"

"Yes, but only when I want a fuck!" Darcy tosses her hair back with her perfectly manicured nails and navigates a hard right into the gym parking lot. The all shift in their seats as the minivan bumps to a stop. "Besides," she says, not missing a beat. "I have set my sights on something better."

The other two women look at her as they grab their purses.

"What do you mean by that?" Steph asks.

"Oh, something more...challenging." Darcy says, winking at Tiffany.

Tiffany shrugs and they go inside for their work out.

***

The day is uneventful for Steph. She does secure a newspaper and reads the job section while dinner simmers on the stove. There is no shortage of jobs for her and suddenly the Valley seems ripe with opportunity. She can't wait to share this with Adam.

But when her husband comes home, his mood is black and she becomes timid around him. She doesn't ask what is wrong and he doesn't volunteer any answers. Instead she tiptoes around him and serves him dinner. He eats and responds to her small talk with grunts. Then he spies the want ads.

"What are you looking for?" he asks.

"Oh, just seeing what the job market is for lawyers down here," she says. "Looks like a lot of corporate law."

He looks up and there is a scowl on his face. "Don't tell me you want to go back to work?"

She shrinks a little at his gaze but still answers. "Well, yes, I can't just sit home forever."

"No wife of mine has to work. I make plenty of money for us to live here. Am I not giving you what you want?"

"Adam, of course you are. It's just...I want to do something."

"What's wrong with hanging out with those two blond bimbos? You seem to have no problem filling your days with them."

"Their nice women, Adam," she says, anger rising. "But I didn't go through all those years school to spend my days getting my nails done or shopping."

"Don't take that tone with me," he says, pushing back from the table. 

"I'm sorry, dear; I just want to work again."

But he's not listening anymore. Adam stands up and pulls Steph right out of her chair so that they are face to face. "I'm a CEO now. I won't have my wife working. It's time you meet the other executives' wives and go shopping with them."

Steph trembles in his strong grip. His hand is firmly around her arm and it hurts.

"But Adam..." she persists and although she knows this is fruitless, she can't help it.

"Fucking bitch!" he yells as he pushes her against the wall. "Don't you ever listen?"

They've crossed the line now and she waits for the punishment that always follows. Adam grabs her by the hair and forces her to her hands and knees. He's taking his belt off and the tears start. She knows not to fight it.

"Pull your shorts down," he says gruffly. In a daze she complies. She has learned that the best way to get through these situations is let her mind distance itself. She exposes her naked ass to him and the tears slide down her cheeks, tickling them.

Adam mumbles something under his breath and the only word she can make out is 'fuck'. When the first whack on her ass comes, it's hard and she cries out. It has been awhile and she has almost forgotten how much it hurts. He lands the next blow with the belt on the other cheek and she yowls, but there is no stopping him now and he lands more blows until her skin is striped.

At last he finishes and grabs Steph by the hair and forces her to her knees.

"You going to obey me now?" he asks.

She nods and he smiles that little smug smile.

"Good, now suck my cock you worthless whore."

The words trigger the old familiar feelings of low self-esteem but also the other, dirty feelings of a perverse pleasure. She unzips her husband's fly and pulls his semi-erect cock out into the cool, conditioned air. The kitchen lights give everything an odd, almost sterile look, but this isn't the strangest place she has submitted to him. Not by far.

"What are you waiting for?" he says through clenched teeth. "Suck it!"

She opens her mouth and thanks whatever god created this man for not blessing him with a large dick. She easily accommodates him and sucks hard so she can get the whole ordeal over with.

"Jesus, slow down," he says, panting.

Steph slows down a tiny bit but cups his bulging balls. That always makes things go a little quicker. Adam still has a death grip on her hair and he uses it for leverage as he savagely fucks her mouth. Steph's lips hurt but she knows she can't get away; she has to take her punishment. Her bare ass bobs up and down and for a while she forgets the pain down there – but it will be back later.

"Oh yessss, yeah suck it," groans Adam.

She never lets up and soon his groans fill the kitchen. She prepares to take his load in her mouth, but at the last second he pulls out and jerks off into her face. Luckily she closes her eyes in time as the semen explodes from his cock and coats her face. Some of it drips down onto her shirt.

Adam steps back, zips up and looks down at her.

"Clean up, you disgust me," he says.

***

As Steph receives her punishment, Darcy is tidying up the kitchen. Normally after-dinner time is spent with the girls while her husband watches TV or does some work, but tonight she has other plans. She does a quick check of her make-up in the hall mirror and grabs her keys and purse.

"I'm leaving now," she calls out. "Be home later, ok?"

There's no answer. The girls are absorbed with TV and Mike is on the phone. Good, all the better, she thinks and leaves the house. Mike's car is parked next to the minivan and she is going to take his tonight. The sporty Mercedes is much more appealing than the van. She eases into the leather seats effortlessly and enjoys the feeling of being in sexy vehicle. She wonders why Mike has bought it since he could care less about appearances. Once she has backed out of the driveway and merged onto the main road heading north, she finds a heavy metal station and turns up the volume.

It's a beautiful evening in the Valley. The sky is purple and the street lights have just come on. She opens the sunroof and smiles as her hair whips around. She'll have time to fix it later, she thinks. For now she's going to enjoy.

The ride to Santa Clara is fast and uneventful, but that's what she wants. She knows once she gets to her destination, it will be worth it. After a few tries, she finds the bar she is looking for and parks outside. She takes time to fix her hair and add some lipstick before locking the car and going inside.

The bar is part of a restaurant and it's pretty tame. She doesn't want the seedier, roadhouse types of places, at least not now. For now she's going to concentrate on some nice places and see what she can catch.

Darcy takes a seat at the bar and immediately attracts the attention of the bartender. She knows she's looking good tonight – tight pants, tight top, high heels. She screams sex but sophistication, not tramp (at least she thinks so). Darcy orders a gin and tonic with two limes and sits back on the comfy bar stool.

At first she thinks that maybe she's picked a boring place. Only two other patrons occupy the bar and they are a couple, but she doesn't want to leave now, she only has a limited amount of time. She sips her drink and watches the TV set that hangs from the ceiling.

Patrons come and go and no one catches her eye. She contemplates leaving until a well-dressed businessman takes a seat two stools away and orders a beer. Darcy checks his appearance and likes what she sees: probably around 45, expensive clothes, fit and well-groomed. She could care less about the wedding ring he is wearing.

"Excuse me," she says to the bartender, turning on the southern charm, "could y'all get me another gin and tonic?"

The accent gets both the bartender's attention as well as the businessman. As her drink is made she gets checked out by Mr. Smooth to her right. Apparently he likes what he sees and slides over one stool. Darcy smiles at him and thinks that at last things are picking up.

They make small talk and all Darcy's answers are made up except her name. She doesn't hide her wedding ring and he doesn't seem to care. By the time her drink is done, his hand is touching her thigh and she feels the heat of it through her tight pants. It's now or never, she thinks.

"Would you like to slip away to somewhere more private?" Mr. Smooth asks.

Darcy swallows. She wants to, but it's getting late. When she suggests his car, his eyebrows go up but he smiles and leads her out of the bar. He's got a large luxury sedan and they drive around back like a couple of teenagers. Darcy giggles the whole time until he leans over to kiss her on the mouth.

The alcohol has made her a little unsteady and for a second she forgets his name. But then she remembers its Jake.

"Come on Jake, honey, let's have us some fun," she says coyly. "The backseat is better; I have these damn ole bucket seats."

They quickly adjourn to the back seat and Darcy lies on her back as Jake climbs on top of her. He's already shed the tie and is unbuttoning his shirt. Darcy helps him as he helps himself to a good breast-feel.

"Nice tits," he mumbles as he pushes her shirt up to expose her lacy bra. "Take it off or something."

It's becoming apparently that cars in the 90's aren't as spacious as they were in the 70's. Both of them struggle to get articles of clothing removed and positioned for fucking. Eventually Darcy gets the bra off and Jake mauls her breasts with his mouth. He's an animal and she's squealing with pleasure as his hands grope her in all the right places. When he finds Darcy's hot, wet pussy, he plunges two fingers in and wiggles them around.

"I hope you got something bigger than that to stick in me, sugar," she pants.

"Oh, I do," Jake grins. "Unzip me, would you?"

She complies and after a little more awkwardness, she gets his pants undone to expose his fully erect tool. Darcy grasps it in her hand and pulls it and him toward her.

"Alright, honey, let's fuck!" she says.

Jake laughs until he slides into her. When he enters her slick canal, he groans in pleasure and all the laughing is over. It's time to get serious and fuck.

And fuck they do. Jake starts off slow but builds in speed and Darcy loves how he can last so much longer than Josh. Her legs pull him in and her big tits wobble back and forth on her chest as he pounds her like no tomorrow. It's tight and hot in the car but they go like champs. Soon Darcy is panting and moaning like a cat in heat.

"Oh god, Jake, that feels good, give it to me!" she cries.

Jake thrusts harder and she feels as if she's split in two. She grabs her nipples and twists them hard bringing more pleasure to her overworked body.

"Oh YEAH!" she screams and Jake puts his hand over her mouth so no one will hear them. Behind his hand Darcy screeches that she's coming and as her whole body explodes, Jake finally releases the load he wanted to shoot a minute before. He clenches his teeth and shuts his eyes and they both cum together, as it should be.

Jake, ever the gentleman, helps Darcy clean up and rearrange herself. They both have to go home to their respective spouses, but neither mentions it. Instead, he drives back around to the front of the restaurant and let's Darcy go with a quick kiss. She waves and gets into the Benz and speeds south towards home. She feels successful and is eager to try more.

***

It's late now but Adam hasn't joined Steph in bed. She sits up reading in a weak attempt to forget about the episode hours before. There is a tingling between her legs that won't go away. She hates that he does those things to her, but she hates it more that later, she is turned on. Adam knows what happens and he exploits it every time.

At last he joins her and he notices she's still awake.

"Can't sleep yet?" he asks as he removes his clothes and put on a pair of shorts.

"No," she mumbles.

"That's because you want it, don't you?" His voice isn't menacing as much as it's taunting.

She says nothing but her thighs rub together involuntarily.

"There, that's the telltale sign," he says as he slips under the sheet next to her. "Go ahead do it. You know you're a slut at heart."

"Don't say that," she says quietly.

"But you are." He smiles at her and pulls the sheet away from her. The night shirt she has on is hiked up almost to her waist and she is not wearing panties.

"Ahh, so you've been tempted, haven't you?"

Steph sighs and puts her book down. "Ok, you win again, Adam. Yes, I've been tempted if it's so damn important to you."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

They both know she wants him to watch. Steph sighs and closes her eyes. He won't let up until she does it and she won't sleep until she releases the tension that's building in her. She gives in to her desires and slips her hand down to her warm mound and cups it a little.

"I knew you couldn't resist," he says.

Steph tunes him out. This is her time now. She opens her legs a bit and lets a finger slide in. When she finds her clit, it's hard and she sighs with pleasure. She's been touching herself off and on all night, but now she's going to finish the job. Adam shifts next to her for a better view while she plunges a finger inside her. She's very wet and it won't be long, which is good because she just wants to go to sleep.

She strokes the moist wet folds of her sex and brushes her clit on the upstroke. Steph's body tightens each time the sensitive nub is touched. Up top, her nipples are hard as rocks and they push the material out. Adam sees that and twists one, but instead of hurting her, it makes her moan.

"Yeah, there you go," he whispers.

The finger plunging speeds up, but time comes to a halt. Steph is lost to her own ministrations now. Adam is far away and it's just her and her fingers. Her pussy is incredibly wet and her legs are quivering. The dam is bursting at the seams and she is going to explode, but now she wants to make it last because when she's in this zone, all her troubles are far away.

Steph pulls her fingers out and goes after the clit exclusively. After all, that's the magic spot. All the fucking in the world doesn't compare to a good clit-rubbing. And rub she does. Her moans and pants come freely in the spacious bedroom on the top floor. The window is open and the cool air floats in. Outside, little creatures roam the backyards looking for food. But none of this matters to Steph. Instead she replays fantasies in her mind that Adam will never know or participate in.

Then at last it comes – the tension flows out of her body as her orgasm takes over.

"Oh fuck yeah..." she says in a surprisingly small voice. "Cummmmm."

And she cums while Adam watches her. If she opens her eyes she would see a surprising look of awe and respect on his face, but she doesn't, preferring to be far away. When she's done, she wipes the juices with a tissue, shuts the light and sinks into sleep. The pill she took a half hour before will make her sleep like the dead. 



Valley Wives Ch. 04



Tiffany is shopping for groceries when she hears her name called out.

"Tiffany!" a man's voice says. "Is that you?"

She turns around to see someone that looks vaguely familiar.

"It is you. Don't you remember me?"

She stares at him. He's average height, has a receding hairline and looks out of shape. His clothes are rumpled like he's slept in them. Then it slowly comes to her.

"Rick?" she asks as she moves her cart closer.

"Yeah, it's me!"

Rick, as in Rick Powers, gives Tiffany a hug as she stands there, slightly stunned. 

"Wow, it's been a while, hon," he says as he steps back to look at her. "And you're still a knock-out!"

"Rick," she says, looking around quickly to see if anyone has noticed this reunion. "I didn't think I'd see you way up here in the Valley."

"I just got here today. Drove up from LA."

"Oh," she says, "what brings you up here?"

He smiles at her slyly. "A little business venture with some smart guys from UCSF." He winks and she feels uncomfortable. "No one has heard from you in ages."

"Yes, well I'm married now," she says. "Those days are over."

He looks at her appraisingly. "Too bad, I bet you could still-"

She cuts him off. "Rick, please, let's not talk about that, ok? I've been out of the business for a while now."

"Are you sure? Because what I'm working on now could make you some money." He's leering at her now and she becomes very uncomfortable. "And I just bought a place nearby."

"No thank you," she says and turns away, leaving her cart and flees from the store. When she slides into her car she realizes she is sweating and breathing heavy. She wills herself to calm down before she drives away.

On the way home she thinks that it was a close call and is glad no one else was with her. Rick Powers and she went way back to her small screen days. But those days are over and she doesn't want to think about the things she did. After years in the Valley she doesn't think she would ever run into anyone she knew from before. Seeing Rick reminded her that those days could haunt her.

She shivers in the air-conditioned car as she pulls into the driveway. Once inside the house she feels safe again.

The phone rings, it's Steph. They talk for a few minutes and Tiffany can tell something is wrong. She tells Steph to come right over.

Steph arrives minutes later and they sit on the big couch in the cool living room with a glass of iced tea each. Tiffany thinks her new friend looks a bit haggard.

"I'm sorry to intrude on you, Tiffany," the other woman says. "I need someone to talk to and you seem so understanding and patient."

Tiffany laughs nervously and sets her glass down.

"Well, I try. So what's on your mind?"

She watches Steph lower her eyes. Clearly the woman is distraught about something.

"I've never told anyone about this," Steph begins. "I thought that once we moved down here, things would change, but it's starting all over again."

"What is?"

"It's Adam. He..." her voice trails off and she searches for the right words, but Tiffany is beginning to understand.

"Does he abuse you?" Tiffany asks softly.

Steph looks up. "Yes, but not like you might think. He likes to, um, dominate me."

"Against your will?"

"Y-yes..."

Tiffany looks at her friend and is somewhat shocked that this woman would allow something like that to happen. Steph seems so intelligent and together.

"How long?" she asks.

"Several years now," Steph replies, her eyes still downcast. Her hands are restless; they constantly tug on the hem of her shorts. "It finally got me and I had to leave my job at the firm up in Seattle. I had a breakdown."

Finally Steph looks up at Tiffany. "I probably shouldn't be burdening you with this."

"Nonsense, you needed to tell someone. I guess that's me." Tiffany says a bit nervously. She isn't sure what she is in for. "How bad is this abuse? Did you try to leave him?"

"It didn't start out too bad. I guess he just liked it rough, you know, sexually. I just went along with it because it was, ah, interesting. Then he began to do things like spanking." She looks down again. "For some reason I just kept going along with him. But then sex got to be something that he wanted from me, not something we shared. Then it went beyond the bedroom. He was angry all the time; yelling and ordering me around. I don't know if it was his job or what."

"Did he hurt you?"

"Not that anyone could see. I never had broken bones or bruises, but he was damaging me psychologically. Before long, my job began to suffer. That's when I started to realize I liked what he was doing to me."

"Steph!"

"I know, I know. Something changed in me. It was like when he was dominating me it began to turn me on. The bastard knew it too and he would exploit it. That was my worst mistake because then he took it farther." Steph took a sip of her tea and set it down. "One night he brought a friend home from work. They both had some drinks and were a little buzzed. I tried to stay out of their way."

Tiffany tenses as she knows where this is going.

"But Adam, being Adam began to taunt me. When I wouldn't respond, he grabbed me and forced me to give his friend a blow job." Steph wrings her hands and continues. "I didn't want to, but once I did, it began to be exciting. It was like I wanted Adam to watch me and I wanted to do what he said. Of course his buddy didn't mind. So when it was over I disappeared into my room and, um, got myself off."

"Steph, I don't know what to say..."

"It's ok. But the worst thing is that it didn't end there. Another time he brought three friends home from the club and they took their turns fucking me until I was numb. And I came each time – I couldn't help it!"

The tears start to fall and Tiffany is shocked at what she is hearing. She barely knows this woman a month and she's hearing all this. She slides over on the couch and hugs Steph.

"I'm so sorry, Steph."

Steph hugs her back and continues to cry for a few more minutes. When she pulls away, her eyes are red.

"I have to figure out something, Tiff," she says. "I thought things were going to be ok and then when he found out I wanted to go back to work, it started again."

"You really need to get some help. First to get away from him and second to deal with all those issues in your head."

Steph nods. "I know, but he's got this lock on me. I don't know what he'd do if I tried to leave him."

"I understand. Maybe you should start seeing a therapist first. Work on your problems and maybe you can get strong. I know a good therapist in the Valley who can help you. You aren't alone."

The two of them sit in the silent house. Tiffany can't believe what this poor woman has been through.

"Thanks, Tiffany," Steph says as she wipes her eyes.

"Any time. I just wish I could do more."

Steph looks up at Tiffany and she sees a slightly odd look in her red-rimmed eyes. She's not sure what it is but changes the subject.

"Why don't we take a swim? It's a beautiful day out there." Tiffany is eager to leave both their pasts behind that day.

"Yeah, that sounds good. I'll go home and change."

Steph leaves and Tiffany changes into a bikini before heading outside. The sky is clear and the sun is blazing. She knows she will be in the water a lot that day. Steph arrives a few minutes later looking better. She has a white bikini on that shows off her slim, but curvy body.

"I like that suit," Steph calls to her.

Steph blushes a bit and slips into the water with Tiffany. They float around for awhile, not saying much. Tiffany wants to get her mind of her encounter with Rick. The two women turn to gossip, which usually involves Darcy and her conquests. Eventually they head out of the pool and over to the lounge chairs.

Tiffany slides her sunglasses on and as Steph settles on her chair she notices that the white bikini doesn't hide anything. She can see the dark nipples through the almost sheer material. She can also see the small patch of hair down below. Quickly she looks away and searches for her lotion. Steph hasn't noticed.

As the sun rises to midday, the heat builds and the two women find themselves in and out of the pool. Each time Steph's suit gets wet; Tiffany can't help but notice the hard nipples underneath. It isn't like she's never seen that sort of thing before.  

Then suddenly she wants to unburden herself, just like Steph did for her. Why not, she thinks as she swims over to Steph. It would be such a relief.

"Funny thing happened in the supermarket today," Tiffany says as she leans against the same patch of pool wall as Steph.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, I ran into this guy who I knew when I lived in LA. He just moved up to the Valley."

Steph smiles mischievously. "Was he an old boyfriend?"

"Well, no...he used to act with me."

"I didn't know you were in the movies!" Steph says.

Tiffany laughs. "Not those kind of movies."

The realization dawns of Steph's face. "You mean...porn???"

"Yup!"

"Wow, I never would have thought..."

"Well, it was years ago. I don't do that kind of thing anymore."

"Does your husband know?"

"No, nobody does, except you, I guess."

"Not even Darcy?"

"Hell no! She's got the biggest mouth I know!"

Steph looks serious for a minute. "Tiffany, you didn't have to tell me this because of what I told you."

"I know, but I guess I needed to unburden myself too."

Tiffany looks at Steph and feels a surge of affection go through her. She and Darcy have never been this close. It's nice to have a friend in whom she can trust. They stand there in silence as the cool water surrounds their bodies. Tiffany is aware of Steph so near to her. She is getting this vibe and it's a sexual one.

"So how was the porn business?" Steph asks.

"Oh it was fun for a while. It paid the bills, I guess," she says, laughing.

"What kind of things did you do?"

"Mostly straight fucking and blowjobs, you know the standard stuff."

Steph moves her hand through the water making ripples. "Did you ever do lesbian scenes?"

"Oh sure," Tiffany says, trying to be nonchalant about the whole thing. "Guys always like that!" She laughs nervously and is more aware of Steph than ever. She doesn't know what is going on.

"That's my fantasy," Steph says in a faraway voice. "Another woman."

At last it's out.

"Ever try it?" Tiffany asks.

"No. Adam would probably freak out at that. Everything else was ok, but not that."

"Why do you want to do it with another woman?"

"Because it would be so soft...and gentle...not like it is with him." Steph is staring at Tiffany now. "It's soft, isn't it?"

Tiffany swallows and feels her body warming up despite the cool water surrounding them. She knows that Steph's vulnerability right now would make it easy to just give in and have her.

"Yes, Steph. It can be," she says quietly. "Do you want to find out?"

Steph's eyes light up and she knows what the answer will be.

"Then why don't we go inside where it's more private?" Tiffany suggests.

Both women step out of the pool and towel off. Tiffany feels lightheaded and everything seems like a dream but the wheels are in motion now. They go inside and Tiffany places a dry towel on the leather couch in the living room. They both sit on it and feel slightly chilled from the air conditioning. Tiffany looks into Steph's eyes.

"Are you sure about this?" she asks.

"Oh yes, very sure."

"Ok..."

And then Tiffany reaches out to pull Steph to her. She is longing to kiss this woman who is so fragile and yet so resolute at the same time. Her hands grasp Steph's upper arms and she leans her head forward to kiss her. There is no hesitation on Steph's part as they press their lips together. From the moment they touch it feels right so Tiffany opens her mouth slightly and teases Steph's lips with the tip of her tongue. The other woman moans and opens her mouth to let Tiffany in. They begin to slurp in earnest; sharing the saliva in their mouths and feeling each other tongues. It's not disgusting, but nice, Tiffany thinks. Steph's skin feels so soft and pliant.

They kiss for a while getting used to the idea and then Tiffany begins to run her hands up and down Steph's back. Steph moans again and pulls away.

"Touch me all over, Tiffany. I want to feel your soft hands on me," she says, panting.

Steph leans back and Tiffany kneels on the floor beside her friend. She begins to softly caress the slightly tanned skin of her flat stomach. Steph shuts her eyes and sighs. Tiffany continues on up to Steph's breasts and touches only the part that is above her bikini bra. She sees goose bumps breakout wherever she touches Steph.

"Oh that feels wonderful."

Tiffany smiles and continues her caresses. She touches Steph's neck, face, arms and hands. Soon the woman is like jello – quivering all over and she hasn't even touched the good places yet. It's apparent she hasn't had anything this gentle for a long time.

Finally Tiffany reaches her hand under Steph's neck and plucks at the knot holding her bikini top in place. Once undone, she slides it down to expose Steph's breasts. They are lovely and firm and look like two apples. The nipples are hard and puckered and begging to be sucked. Tiffany begins to massage them and Steph squirms on the couch.

"You have lovely breasts, Steph."

"Oh...thank you...oh..." is all Steph can say.

Tiffany begins to squeeze the firm tit-flesh and run her thumbs over the nipples. Steph's breath gets ragged. Then she lowers her head to suck one hard point into her mouth and Steph practically cums right there.

"Relax, hon," she says to Steph. "We still have a ways to go yet."

"I'm sorry, it's just that I've wanted this..."

"I know."

And Tiffany goes back to sucking Steph's nipples one at a time. Then, with her left hand she slides it down underneath Steph's bikini bottoms and to cup her mound which is on fire in the cool room.

"Open your legs a bit," she whispers.

Steph complies and Tiffany slides her finger in the warm moist folds of the other woman's sex. It's slick down there and it isn't from the pool. This woman is turned on. Tiffany raises her head from Steph's delicious breasts and begins to lower the bikini bottoms. Her own body is on fire, but she knows she needs to please Steph first. There will be other opportunities, she is sure of it.

"Sit up, if you will, Steph."

Steph pulls her self up and slides her ass over to the edge of the couch. She knows what Tiffany is about to do. Her legs are wide open and her wet pussy is exposed for all to see. Tiffany leans in and begins to lightly lick the outer folds of skin. She tastes the sweetness of Steph and she is brought back to those crazy days in LA when she did this same sort of thing but in front of a camera. This is much better.

"Oh god, Tiff, your tongue is heavenly."

Tiffany doesn't say anything as her tongue is busy licking and sucking Steph's pussy. Her hands firmly grip Steph's thighs and force them apart a little more. Then she thrusts in with her tongue and it is enveloped by Steph's hot little box. Steph's moans fill the large room and there is a slight echo. Tiffany is encouraged and begins to suck her in earnest. She finds the clit to be engorged and sucks that too. Steph thrashes on the couch and pants for more.

Feeling bolder, Tiffany slides two fingers into Steph's hole and begins to slowly fuck her. Meanwhile her mouth is busy with that clit.

"Ohhhh...Tiff....yeah, that feels sooo good!!!" she cries.

Tiffany can feel her own pussy throbbing now and she knows they can't end their little excursion until she gets off too. The question is how, but she will deal with later. Instead she fucks Steph faster and harder with her two fingers and then she hears what she has been waiting for.

"Oh my god...I'm cumming!!!!" Steph screams.

It's music to Tiffany's ears and she doesn't let up for a second as she sucks all the cum flooding out of Steph's pussy. It tastes good and sweet and she doesn't stop sucking until Steph has stopped thrashing. Tiffany lets up and licks her fingers clean. Steph is sprawled on the couch, legs open and head tilted back.

"You seemed to enjoy that," Tiffany says, smiling.

"Jesus, Tiffany. I never expected it to be like that....wow!"

Tiffany joins her friend on the couch and strokes her hair. "It's what you wanted, right?"

"Oh yes, that and more. Thank you." Steph leans over and kisses Tiffany.

"I'm glad I could help," Tiffany says when they finish. "I guess I missed doing that!"

They say nothing for a few minutes. The gravity of the situation has become apparent.

"So what does this mean?" Steph asks. "Are we lesbians now?"

"Of course not. We're just bi, I guess."

"Can we do this again?"

"Yes, we can," Tiffany says. "But we have to keep this quiet. Even from Darcy."

Steph nods, her face serious. "I understand." She lets out a sigh. "Fuck that was good, though, whew!"

They both laugh and Tiffany looks at her friend's nakedness hungrily. She needs relief soon.

"Steph? Can you reciprocate or are you not ready for that yet?"

Steph sighs. "Tiffany, I want to hold you and kiss you, but I'm not sure I'm ready to eat pussy yet."

"That's ok, there are other ways."

Tiffany stands up and removes her bikini and stands naked in front of Steph.

"God, you look hot, Tiff."

"That's because of you," Tiffany replies as she lowers herself down on Steph. 

Their bodies are facing each other. Their breasts touch and their pussies touch. Tiffany wraps her legs around Steph and holds onto her shoulders. This time there are no words and it's not as soft. There is something awakening in Tiffany that has been dormant for a long time. She arches her back and thrusts her tits into Steph's face. Steph doesn't hesitate and does a pretty good job sucking her throbbing nipples. She doesn't need any encouragement. Tiffany moans and groans and begins to rub her pussy against Steph's. Both woman moan at the sensation and the rubbing speeds up pretty quickly. 

Tiffany is somewhere else as her nipples are attached by Steph's hungry mouth. She is back in LA and everyone is watching her get it on with another woman. She can't even remember who the woman is but she never forgets the feeling of a soft mouth and a soft pussy against her own. She enjoys the memories as her body edges towards a climax. No evening with Stan is as good as what she's enjoyed today, she thinks guiltily.

Steph never lets up on her breasts and she knows they will hurt the next day, but she doesn't care. She comes back to the here and now.

"Steph, put your fingers in me and masturbate me."

Steph complies and rubs her sensitive nub hard. Tiffany knows this woman has masturbated many times by the way she does it. She's glad and enjoys the sensation. It goes on and on and finally she gasps as she cums. It's a quiet cum but her body shudders and her juices coat Steph's hand until at last she slumps forward. Steph hugs her for a while before they separate.

"That was a good start, Steph," Tiffany says, smiling.

Steph smiles and regards the juices on her fingers. She takes one finger to her mouth and tentatively licks it.

"Not bad," she says. "Sweet."

Tiffany finds this amusing and laughs out loud. "You'll have plenty of chances to taste this again," she says. "That's a promise."



Valley Wives Ch. 05



Darcy, Tiffany and Steph drive back from their work out. Darcy is driving and talking up a storm. Tiffany interjects with an 'uh-huh' and a 'right', but nothing more. Steph is quiet in the back seat. It has been two days since Steph and Tiffany's encounter and Steph is still reeling from the experience. Today is the first day she's seen Tiffany since that afternoon and she can't keep her eyes off her, but she has to try to not arouse suspicion in Darcy. Tiffany has made it clear they need to keep it secret.

Steph wrestles with her feelings while they wind through the streets. After leaving Tiffany's, her body was alive and tingling and she wanted nothing more to make love to that woman for the rest of the day and night. At last her fantasies were coming true. At least the first part, anyway. The second part would be much harder.

Even Adam didn't get to her that first night. She ignored his remarks and blissfully went about the business of cooking dinner and cleaning up. Later, in bed, she masturbated like crazy as he snored in front of the TV in the other room.

But the next day the shame began to creep into her head. Although she never had any intention of doing it with Tiffany that day, the thought had entered her mind at one point. It had lain dormant pretty much up to the point where the porn secret came out. Then the light bulb popped on. She knew from watching those movies that women often did it with other women. Why not do it with someone who's had experience?

The shame was there because she had previously gained all of Tiffany's sympathy with the story of her pathetic experiences at the hand of Adam. She never thought her unburdening would lead to that, but she felt shameful all the same. Being around Adam all those years made her think like that.

The ride home is torture. Darcy is talking as if nothing else was going on in the world except what her kids are up to or what she bought last week. Steph can't wait to get back to Shannon Road because Tiffany has whispered for her to come over.

At last the van pulls into Tiffany's driveway and both women climb out, very relieved. Darcy waves good-bye and turns towards home. Steph follows Tiffany inside and once the door is shut they both let out a sigh of relief.

"What is her problem today?" laughs Tiffany.

"No idea. Sounds like she needs another conquest or something!" Steph says, dropping her bag on the floor.

At the slightest mention of sex, both women become serious and look at each other.

"So how are you doing?" Tiffany asks as they stand there.

"Ok, I guess. Still getting used to the idea..."

"We don't have to do anything else," Tiffany says.

"No I want to. In fact I can't wait," breathes Steph.

***

Darcy changes into her bikini and heads out to the pool. The girls have finally started summer camp and the days are hers again until the school year begins. She is horny as hell and can't wait until the pool guy gets there. By the time Josh arrives, her hand is between her legs idly playing with her pussy.

"Whoa," he says in a mock-Keanu Reeves voice. "That is totally hot."

Darcy's eyes snap open. Josh is standing a few feet away in a loose pair of shorts and nothing else. The telltale bulge is tenting the front already. She loves these young guys. She lays there smiling at him.

"Feeling lucky today?" she asks.

"Um sure, Mrs., I mean Darcy," he says. In one quick motion his shorts are discarded and his cock is standing at attention.

Darcy reaches up and strokes it. "Now where would you like it first?"

"Well, ah, if you don't mind...I'd really like to tit-fuck you," he says grinning.

"Oh my! He's got some imagination! Well, you can certain do that, but I think we need to lubricate that shaft first."

She sits up and takes his big cock in her mouth and coats it with her saliva. Josh groans and holds her head in his big hands. But she only sucks it long enough to get it fully stiff and lubed up. She lays back and undoes her top and her breasts spill out into view. Josh notices she doesn't have any tan lines.

"Ok honey, now why don't you slide your tool right in here." She pushes her big tits together to make a nice fleshy tunnel for Josh. He straddles her easily by planting a foot on each side of her chair. Then he pushes his cock between her breasts and sighs at the sensation.

"Have you ever done this before?" Darcy asks.

"No, but I've seen it in a movie," he grunts between thrusts.

"Of course you have," she laughs.

Josh loses himself for a while as his concentration is completely on the twin mounds of flesh enveloping his cock. He thrusts in and out. On each up stroke Darcy leans her head forward and licks the tip of his purple shaft.

"Oh fuck that's good, Darcy," he moans.

"You're not cumming this way, though. Oh no, I need a proper fucking!" And with that she lets go of her tits and they fall away to wobble on her chest. "Take my bottoms off, will you sugar?"

Josh slides the bottoms off and exposes Darcy's neatly trimmed snatch. She opens her legs wide to afford him a better view.

"Now just slide that on in," she says in anticipation. There's nothing like a big, strong cock to fill her up.

Josh lowers his body on hers and enters her slowly. As each inch goes in Darcy feels better and better. She opens her legs wide to take him all in then wraps them around his waist. Josh groans and lowers his head to suck one fat nipple into his mouth.

"Oh yeah, now that's really nice," she purrs. "Take it slow at first, I want this to last."

He goes as slow as he possibly can but he knows he won't hold out for very long. Darcy knows that so she rubs her clit at the same time to bring her to climax faster. Her pussy, clit and tits are all getting attention and she loves it. The sun beats down on them and they work up a sweat.

Josh increases his speed and she knows it will be soon. That's ok because she's close too. She feels her body tingle and she watches the muscles bulge in Josh's neck.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck...I'm..." and then Josh is beginning to explode. That's all Darcy needs as she shuts her eyes and cums along with him. He pumps her a few more times and then collapses on her.

"Whew," she says. "That was good, honey." She runs her fingers through his hair and for a little while she's content.

Josh eases himself off her and jumps into the pool to cool off. Darcy joins him and they float around for a while. She watches her big boobs float as she turns over on her back. The sun shines hot overhead but she is cool and relaxed. Josh leaves the pool, towels off and puts his shorts on to do his work. It's a good thing he does because Darcy hears her front door close and Mike's voice in the kitchen.

"Honey? Are you out there?" he asks.

Darcy sees her bikini lying on the lounge chair and it looks very far away. Josh is somewhat frozen at hearing Darcy's husband's voice.

"Josh, quick, throw me my bikini!" she whispers.

Luckily his throw is a good one and she at least gets the top on.

"In the pool Mike!" she yells. "Be right there!"

She looks at Josh as she hauls her bottoms on. "Dammit, that was close."

Josh has a look of terror on his face but she has no time for that. She is out of the pool with a towel around her heading for the house. Mike has his head stuck in the refrigerator. Darcy stands in the kitchen, still dripping on the floor mat.

"I didn't expect you home," she says a little breathlessly. She hopes that he hasn't noticed her naked in the pool.

"I decided to take the afternoon off and go golfing with the guys. Just stopped to get something to eat and my clubs," Mike answers as he backs away from the fridge. He is holding a pile of roast beef, cheese, bread and mayo.

"Why don't you go upstairs and change and I'll make that for you," Darcy suggests as she wipes away the last of the loose water.

Mike finally turns around to look at her.

"Sorry, honey, I didn't mean to drag you out of the pool."

"That's ok, the pool guy just got here so I had to get out," she says grabbing the sandwich fixings so he can't see the guilty look on her face.

Mike is oblivious. "Oh, ok. Well, I'll go up and change."

He leaves and Darcy lets out a sigh of relief as she makes his sandwich. After he changes, eats and leaves she goes back out to the pool to see Josh is finishing up.

"All set, Darcy," he says as he closes the pool shed door.

Darcy sits down on the lounge chair hard. Her heart has finally stopped beating. "Yeah, ok, Josh...see you," she says, barely looking at him. Josh shrugs and leaves the yard.

Darcy thinks she needs to be more careful.

***

Tiffany and Steph are looking at each other in the cool living room of Tiffany's house. The sexual tension between the two is thick. Steph feels the sweat dripping down between her breasts. She wants Tiffany more than anything right now, but she's not sure how to start this. Things seem a little awkward.

"Steph, did you want to shower? You must be sweaty from that workout," Tiffany suggests as she drops her bag on the couch. "I know I could use one."

Steph realizes a heartbeat later she is suggesting they shower together. She swallows hard.

"You mean together, right?" she says.

Tiffany smiles. "Of course. It's what you want, right?"

Steph nods, but she can't move. Her body is tingling with excitement but she can't move her feet. Tiffany holds out her hand and leads her to the master bedroom. Steph follows in a daze and they enter the large marble bathroom. Tiffany immediately strips off her clothes and turns on the shower. Steph marvels her lean, tanned body.

"Water is about right, come on Steph, you're not shy now, are you?"

Steph shakes her head and takes her clothes off. Tiffany has already entered the large shower stall and Steph follows her under the cool water. As soon as it hits her, she gets goose flesh all over.

"Too cold, huh?" Tiffany asks. "I'll make it warmer."

She adjusts the temperature and warmer water flows over them and Steph relaxes a bit. Tiffany grabs the liquid soap and squirts it all over her hands.

"Here, let me rub this over you," she says in a soft voice. "It'll relax you."

Steph leans against the cold marble wall as Tiffany spreads the soap over her body. She starts around the neck and arms then down to Steph's upper chest. Steph closes her eyes and sighs.

"Feels good?"

"Yes, yes it does," Steph returns.

Tiffany squirts some more soap onto Steph's breasts and begins to slowly work it in. The smell of the soap is very erotic – roses or lavender or something – Steph doesn't know, but what she does know is that Tiffany's hands encircling her breasts are making her pussy throb. Tiffany rubs her breasts harder and the nipples begin to pucker despite the warm water.

"This is turning you on, isn't it?" Tiffany asks.

Steph manages a nod and Tiffany smiles at her. Tiffany slowly slides her thumbs over Steph's nipples at first slow, then faster and faster. Steph lets out a moan and her knees begin to turn to jelly. Tiffany finally lets up and turns Steph around so she can wash her back. Steph lets her nipples touch the cold marble and small shocks of pleasure go through her body. Tiffany's hands rub the soap up and down Steph's back, but when she gets to her ass, it feels good.

"Spread your legs a bit, Steph."

Steph does that, remembering Tiffany asking her to do that before. Then she feels the other woman's hands on her ass, rubbing and smoothing the soap over her toned flesh. She shuts her eyes again and drifts off as she gets an unbelievable ass massage. Tiffany is good.

"Oh that feels so good," Steph mumbles.

Tiffany responds by sliding fingers along Steph's ass crack all the way down to her pussy. She wastes no time and gets her fingers inside and wiggles them around.

"Wow, you are slick down there," Tiffany says in mock surprise.

Steph laughs weakly in return. She can't move and can hardly think other than she can't wait to unload her juices onto Tiffany's hands, or better yet, her mouth.

Tiffany removes her fingers and continues massaging Steph's legs. When she's done she stands up and gets the shampoo.

"Put your head under the water," she tells Steph. Steph complies and lets the water soak her hair and wash the rest of the soap from her skin. Tiffany pulls her away, applies the shampoo and works it into her hair. Steph tilts her head back to let the shorter woman get her head. Her breasts stick up and out and her nipples are so hard they hurt. Tiffany massages her head then rinses all the shampoo out of her hair.

"There, you are all clean now!" Tiffany says. "Why don't you stand away from the water so I can finish you off?"

Steph isn't sure what she means until Tiffany gently turns her so that she is facing the marble wall again. Suddenly she knows and her pussy spasms in anticipation. She spreads her legs and looks down as Tiffany positions her mouth right under her gaping hole. Steph throws back her head and moans loudly and pushes her breasts so that the nipples graze the cold, hard surface of the shower wall.

"Oh god, Tiffany, please eat my pussy...I want it so bad!"

Tiffany responds by assailing her with that marvelous tongue of hers. She alternates between licking her clit and tonguing her hole. It goes back and forth until Steph's every muscle is taut and aching. She moves her body so that her nipples keep rubbing against the marble because it feels so fucking good and she wants to explode. Tiffany pushes a finger into Steph's pussy and wriggles it around as she sucks hard on her clit. Steph practically screams and she rubs her nipples harder, assaulting her own body much like Adam has done in the past. But she doesn't make the connection – she knows what she likes deep down and wants Tiffany to give it to her.

"Oh fuck, Tiffany, use two fingers...fuck me!" she screams.

Tiffany complies and pushes her fingers deep inside Steph.

"Now fuck me with them!" she yells. "Make me explode!"

And Tiffany does. She withdraws her mouth and concentrates on finger fucking Steph to oblivion. Steph reaches down and tugs and pulls her nipples savagely making her body feel the pain and pleasure until she feels the orgasm starting. She braces herself against the wall and lets it rip throughout her body.

"Oh yes, Tiff! I'm fucking cumming!"

"Good, let me feel you cum, Steph," coos Tiffany. "Grab my fingers."

Steph's pussy contracts around Tiffany's fingers and then her juices flow freely. As soon as Steph calms down a bit, Tiffany withdraws her fingers and laps the sweet nectar that is Steph until she is clean. Steph slumps against the wall in exhaustion.

"Fuck, Tiff, you are good. And that was better than aerobics any day."

Tiffany laughs and stands up, muscles aching slightly. She hugs Steph and kisses her neck lightly.

"Now it's my turn," she says.

When the water is finally shut off much later, Stan will puzzle over the bill in the weeks to come.



Valley Wives Ch. 06



It's July 4th and Darcy is going to hold her annual BBQ. She looks forward to this all summer as a chance to be the center of attention and show off her nice house and pool area. She thinks that Mike even puffs up with some pride each year as he stands in front of the huge grill and tends to the Texas-style BBQ.

This year is no exception and Darcy has dressed as provocative as she can get away with for a backyard party during the day. With neighbors. Her shorts are short, but they don't show any cheek. Her blouse is simple, but there are enough buttons undone to show some cleavage, but not too much. Her hair and makeup is perfect and her tan is deep. She wants to make sure no one mistakes who the lady of the house is.

She typically invites the entire neighborhood and many do show up. In recent years the yard has been filled with many people and by nightfall, many drunken people. It isn't uncommon to find revelers tossed in the pool, fully clothed. And it's also not uncommon to find a few people shedding clothes in out of the way places.

Darcy buzzes around the house like the queen bee she is. It's almost time for guests to arrive and she is anxious to see who will show. She mixes a huge batch of margueritas making sure to add just the right amount of tequila. This batch is reserved for her, Steph and Tiffany. 

Tiffany is the first of her close friends to arrive. Stan brings up the rear toting a cooler that contains beverages and some munchies that Tiffany has made – despite Darcy's protests. Darcy's face lights up at the entrance of her friend and she hands her a frosty glass and they toast one another. 

Tiffany sips her drinks and looks at the people outside. She spots Josh. "Is that your pool guy?"

Darcy giggles. "Yes, he came. And he even brought his little girlfriend, how cute."

Tiffany looks at Josh with an appraising eye and admits: "Well, I can see why you're so taken with him. Nice body."

"It's going to be a challenge to behave today," Darcy says, her voice getting lower.

Tiffany thinks of her own challenges and agrees.

"Where's Steph?" she asks Darcy.

"Haven't seen her yet, but she said she'll be here."

Tiffany nods and excuses herself to go outside and sit in the sun. Stan is already talking to Mike by the grill along with the other men. The women have clustered around the pool and any kids are running around the yard.

Eventually Steph shows up with Adam. She has a dark look on her face because she had to convince her husband that it would a fun thing to do on this holiday. Since they have moved in, Adam could care less about associating with any of the neighbors. But after her little confession and trysts with Tiffany, Steph has become more confident in herself and is able to stand up to her domineering husband.

So there they are and Steph introduces Adam to Stan and Mike and soon Adam has a beer and is talking to the other men. Steph relaxes and sits next to Tiffany.

"Hey lover," she whispers to Tiffany. "Look who I convinced to come here."

"That's good!" Tiffany says. "Good for you."

The two women smile at each other but it's a secret smile.

"Hey Steph!" Darcy calls out and approaches them with the pitcher of margueritas and a glass for Steph. "Grab that glass and join the party!"

Darcy laughs the loud laugh she has and Tiffany notices that Josh is staring at her. She hopes he doesn't give himself away, but with alcohol already flowing freely, it could happen.

"Yep, that's my pool boy," Darcy says to Steph. "Take a good look, but he's mine." She laughs again.

Steph does take a look and thinks her friend is lucky. But what Steph is more interested in is the girl hanging on Josh's arm while he talks to some of the other young men in the neighborhood. She's young and cute with long, wavy blond hair. She's wearing shorts and a tank top that shows off her young, but curvy body. Steph wonders why Josh bothers with Darcy. She thinks she will strike up a conversation with the pair later.

Tiffany and Steph are left to their own devices often as Darcy moves from group to group, chatting and laughing and sometimes flirting. Other neighborhood women stop by to chat with the pair and then move on. Tiffany is comfortable on her chair and the tequila is affecting her. More than a few times she looks at Steph and feels a surge between her legs. Steph looks back at her and smiles knowingly. Tiffany begins to wonder if they can slip away later.

Mike and Adam have hit it off and talk constantly about computers while Mike tends the huge array of meat on the grill. Adam is impressed at Mike's knowledge and vaguely wonders how he could recruit this guy to his own company. He knows it will involve lots of money, but these days it flows freely in the Valley. 

Stan has drifted off to talk to some of the older men in the neighborhood and their conversation settles on big business rather than the startup talk of the younger men. As Stan talks, his eye often roams to follow Darcy. He's lusted after this busty, loud woman from Texas almost as soon as he met her, but he's never acted on his impulses. He loves his wife and feels blessed to have someone so pretty, but Darcy never fails to captivate him. Whenever she comes by to offer food or beverages, he can't help but stare at the cleavage she is proudly displaying. He only hopes he's not too obvious. He's guessed by Tiffany's conversations that Darcy may have strayed once or twice and he thinks about that.

Josh downs beer after beer and is very full of him self that afternoon. As his girlfriend Heather hangs on his every word, he talks about cars and sports to his friends but watches Darcy strut around the yard. He very much wants to tell his buddies about his last session by the pool where he tit-fucked Darcy's huge globes and almost got caught by her husband. But it would be very uncool to do so for many reasons, the biggest being the guy cooking all the meat that day. Who knows what Mike would do.

Eventually Josh is tiring of Heather clinging to him and decides to introduce her to Darcy's friends to get her away. He has noticed that Darcy keeps gravitating to two hot looking women on the other side of the yard and decides to go over there.

"Come on, Heather, let's introduce you around. You must want to talk to some other women."

Heather shrugs. "Whatever."

Josh approaches the trio of Darcy, Tiffany and Steph. The women stop their conversation and look at him with smiles. He realizes that the other two women know about him and he blushes slightly.

"Um, Darcy, this is my girlfriend, Heather," he says losing some of his earlier boastfulness.

Darcy immediately stands up and shakes Heather's hand. "Well nice to meet you, Heather! What a pretty little thing you are!"

Tiffany and Steph try not to smirk.

"Heather, these are my dear friends, Tiffany and Steph. Say 'hi', ladies."

Tiffany and Steph say hi and invite Heather to sit down. Steph thinks things could get interesting. She hands Heather a glass and fills it up with marguerita mix. Darcy hangs out for a while pumping Heather for information about Josh although Steph can see that Heather isn't too bright and doesn't know what is going on.

Eventually Darcy is satisfied and leaves the women to dish out more food. Then Tiffany excuses herself to spend some time with Stan while they eat. Steph is alone with Heather and her heart flutters a bit.

"So, Heather, are you going to college in the Valley?" she asks once they are alone.

"Um, no. I'm working as a hairdresser right now," she says and her words slur slightly. No doubt she's not used to drinking. "But I want to learn about computers," she adds brightly.

"Oh, I bet you do," Steph says, smiling. "Have you got one at home?"

Heather shakes her head. "Yes, but my dad is always using it for work."

"That's too bad," Steph says as ideas formulate in her head. "We have one, though. You're welcome to come over and try it out sometime. Do you live close by?"

"Really? That would be cool," Heather says. "I live a couple of streets over."

"Sure, you just give me a call any time." She tells Heather her number and wonder if the girl can remember it. In fact, she knows Heather will forget it, so she writes it down on a napkin and stuffs it in Heather's purse. "There, now you'll have it."

Heather smiles and Steph feels a little ashamed at what's she doing. But she has waited so long to act out this little fantasy she can't let it slip away. She only hopes that Heather will actually call her. If not, there may be no other way.

By the time the shadows grow long, mostly everyone has gotten their fill of food. The grill cools on the patio and Mike kicks back on a lounge chair with a beer and talks to some of his friends. Adam sits with the men and is well on his way to being drunk, but he is definitely not alone. Darcy is feeling buzzed herself and she keeps her eye on Josh hoping for a moment alone as she can not control her urges any more.

Someone has turned on music and the partygoers are dancing on the lawn and around the pool. Someone else has yelled that they'll be right back with the fireworks as soon as it's a little darker.

***

Tiffany slips out the back of Darcy's yard into the next one and waits in the growing darkness. Minutes later Steph joins her and pulls her into the shadows. Both women are slightly drunk and very horny. They embrace and begin to kiss passionately. Tiffany moans into Steph's mouth as Steph roughly grabs her breast and squeezes. The play is rougher than before and Steph is enjoying it. Talking with Heather and hatching her plots has made her hungry.

"We can't be away too long," Tiffany whispers between kisses. "Someone will notice."

"Like who?" Steph says as she pushes her hand up into the leg of Tiffany's short shorts. "Every one is drunk and probably doing the same thing by now."

"What if Adam notices you're gone?"

"He won't, he's drunk too. He and Mike are inseparable now." Steph doesn't want to talk anymore. She wants to make Tiffany cum. "Open your legs," she growls.

Tiffany complies and Steph pushes her fingers past Tiffany's panties and into her wet pussy. "Shit, you're wet."

"I've been thinking about you," Tiffany says and says no more as Steph fucks her with two fingers.

***

Darcy watches Josh like a hawk and as soon as she sees him go into the house to use the powder room, she grabs some empty plates and follows him at a safe distance inside. She hears the bathroom door shut and placing the dishes into the sink she slinks down the hallway to wait. No one else is around and she's glad for it.

As soon as Josh opens the door she is in his face. He looks surprised, but doesn't have time to react as she pushes him back inside and shuts the door.

"Darcy, what are you crazy?" he whispers. "If you're husband finds out..."

"Oh nevermind that. Mike wouldn't hurt a fly. Come here and kiss me." Darcy forces her self on Josh and for a second he resists before pushing her gently away.

"I don't think this is a good idea," he says as he tries to ignore his stiffening dick.

"Come on, just a quickie...you know you want it," Darcy purrs.

Josh looks at her big tits straining through her blouse and swallows hard. It's so tempting, but he doesn't want to take the chance. He pushes past her and opens the door.

"Chicken," she hisses through clenched teeth as he walks quickly away. She turns back towards the mirror and takes the time to fix her hair and straighten her blouse. When she turns back around, Stan is standing there.

"Oh, hi Stan," she says trying not too look to obvious. She wonders if he's heard her little argument with Josh. "How are you doing, sugar?"

Stan looks a bit unsteady on his feet; he's had a few martinis.

"Oh, I'm fine," he says happily and Darcy notices he's addressing her tits. 

"Like what you see, Stan?" she says.

"Oh, um, sorry, Darcy. I didn't mean..."

"It's ok, sugar, lots of men stare. They can't help it!" she says laughing.

Stan laughs and they look at each other for a moment.

"Do you want to touch them?" Darcy asks before she realizes what she's said. After all, this is her best friend's husband.

"I, oh, that would..."

Darcy unbuttons her blouse to show him her satin-clad breasts pushing the very limits of the bra. "Go ahead, Stan, give them a feel. I won't tell."

Stan reaches out and caresses Darcy's breasts. It feels good to her and she encourages him to use two hands. When both of his hands are caressing and squeezing her she moans softly.

"Now that feels good," she whispers.

"Feels good to me, too," he says. "Very good."

Feeling bold, she reaches back and unhooks her bra and pulls it off. Her naked breasts glow in the soft bathroom light.

"Oh my god," Stan says. "They're gorgeous."

"Thanks," she says smiling.

She watches her neighbor gawking at her boobs until he gets the courage to touch her again. This time he rolls her flat nipples between his thumb and forefinger until they pucker in excitement. She can feel her pussy twitch and spasm. Darcy tilts her head back and shuts her eyes as Stan gives her the best tit massage she's ever had. Just as she thinks that Tiffany is the luckiest woman on the block, her eyes snap open.

"Jesus Stan, what are we doing?"

"Just feeling you up, Darcy...and it's very nice," Stan says dreamily.

***

Josh is back in the yard now and feeling very horny. As much as he didn't want to do anything with Darcy, the sight of her has turned him on. He looks around for Heather and spots her talking to his friend Steve. He frowns and goes over there.

"Hey Heather, what's going on?" he asks casually.

Heather and Steve stop their conversation and he sees they are both pretty tipsy.

"Not much, man," Steve says. "Just talking to your girl." He gives Josh a sly smile.

Josh knows what is going on now but he doesn't care, he's horny and Heather can take care of that problem. He puts his arm around her.

"So how's my girl?" he says, leaning a little too heavily on her.

"Ok," she says giggling.

"How about sneaking out front and smoking a joint?" he asks.

"Ok."

"Hey man, what about me?" Steve says. "I wanna get stoned too."

Josh thinks about that for a sec. He isn't planning on getting high; rather he is hoping Heather would give him a blow job. But she could take care of Steve too. Why not? They were all friends...

"Yeah, come on, dude," Josh says and they casually walk towards the side of the house and out the gate. Once in the darkness between Darcy's house and the next one they stop and Josh backs up against the house.

"Oh shit," he says, pretending anger.

"What?" Heather asks, looking around.

"I forgot to bring that joint. Damn."

Steve chuckles and stands next to Josh. Josh grabs Heather and pulls her in for a kiss.

"How's my girl?" he asks again. "Feeling like doing us a little favor?"

"Us?" she asks, suspicious.

"Yeah, it's obvious you were going to slip off with Steve if I hadn't shown up."

"Hey, now wait a minute," Steve says, indignant.

"It's ok, Steve. I can share." Josh looks at Heather. "So how about it?"

Heather looks at both of them. She's drunk but she's also eager to please Josh. She's hopelessly in love with him although he doesn't know how much. This would be a small price to pay.

"Ok, I guess," she says and gets down on her knees in front of Josh. Josh unzips his fly and at last his cock is freed. Darcy has already made him hard.

Heather takes her boyfriend's cock in her mouth and begins to suck. She's very good at it and Josh soon grows to full hardness.

***

Somehow Darcy's shorts are off and she's bent over the bathroom sink. The door is shut and locked and she can feel Stan's breath on her back.

"I'm just gonna slide those panties off now," he says.

She says nothing; it's too late now to stop. Instead, her panties glide down her legs and Stan whistles.

"Nice ass. Shit you are built, Darcy."

She giggles and spreads her legs some more. Suddenly Stan's fingers are probing into her pussy and she's almost ashamed at how easy they go in. She's very wet from having her breasts massaged and played with. Stan is incredible.

Darcy hears Stan's zipper go down and there is moment of stillness before she feels his hot cock touch her ass. She can tell he's fully erect but not how big he is.

"You ready for this?" he asks, leaning over her.

"Fuck yes, Stan, don't wait any longer!" she cries.

Without further a-do, he shoves his eight inches into her and she almost screams, but she has to remember where she is. Instead she clenches the side of the sink as her big tits are mashed against it and her pussy is filled to capacity.

"Of fuck, that feels good," Stan murmurs.

Darcy agrees and when he begins to pump in and out of her she knows it will be quick for them both. She holds on as Stan's huge cock pummels her pussy and she thinks he is really good for being older than most of the other guys there tonight. She vaguely wonders what Josh is doing and doesn't realize he is practically outside the little bathroom window getting his dick sucked.

"Oh, fuck me Stan," Darcy hisses. "Make me cum real good!"

"Don't worry about that," he answers.

She lets him pound her senseless and when she's ready to cum; she grabs the guest towel off the rack and screams into it, muffling it nicely. Stan increases his strokes and her pussy is stretched around his hard tool until she feels him clench up and moan softly. Within seconds her pussy is filled with something other than his flesh. When he pulls out, his seed runs down her leg.

Stan leans against the wall panting and they both listen to the fireworks going off outside.

***

Steph is grateful for the thick hedge and fence that separates Darcy's yard and the one they are in. Tiffany is spread-eagle on the grass and Steph is dipping her tongue in the other woman's sweet honey pot. Not very far away she can hear voices. It sounds like two guys and a girl. As she slurps and sucks on Tiffany's clit, she wonders who it may be. One guy sounds mad for an instant then their voices get low.

"Oh Steph," Tiffany whispers. "You're getting really good at this now."

Steph shoves two fingers back into Tiffany. "Yeah, well I've had someone good to practice with."

They both giggle until she hears a voice say: "Did you hear that?"

Steph stops what she's doing and listens:

"You think someone is over there?" a female voice asks.

"Don't worry about it," says a second male voice.

"Yeah, go back to sucking my dick," says the first.

Tiffany sits up and together she and Steph creep slowly over to the hedge. Carefully they peer through a hole in the shrubbery and see a girl on her knees in front of two men.

"Oh my god!" Steph whispers. "That's Heather! And Josh!"

Both women watch as Heather sucks Josh's dick. He's big but she's a trooper and can take a lot in her mouth. Next to Josh is another guy they don't know, but his dick is out too and Heather strokes it with her hand as she blows Josh. She switches back and forth and soon both guys are moaning.

"I can't believe what I'm seeing," Tiffany says. But Steph is mesmerized by the whole scene. She concentrates on Heather. Clearly this girl is not afraid of adventure and it turns Steph on even more.

Neither woman says anything else but they watch the whole scene. Heather's head bobs up and down as she sucks one cock and then the other. Both men pant and roll their eyes as she brings them closer and closer. Just when they are about to explode, Heather pulls away and jerks off both of them at the same time. She positions her face so that when they cum, they cum all over it. Both men sigh in relief and look down at her.

"Holy shit," Steph whispers. "That was hot."

Tiffany agrees. "I've seen that scene a few times."




Valley Wives Ch. 06



Just then someone has set off fireworks and the whole yard is filled with light and loud noise.

"Shit, we better get back," Steph says.

Moments later, Steph and Tiffany emerge into Darcy's yard, but no one has noticed as they watch the fireworks and cheer. Tiffany is rearranging her top as she spies Heather walk slip in with Josh and the other guy. She wonders how she got her face clean and decides she doesn't want to know. Heather looks over at Tiffany and Steph, frowns then goes over to the keg for a beer.

Darcy leaves the house first still shaky from her orgasm and avoids Tiffany and Mike at all costs. She feels very guilty for the first time since she's started these trysts but that fuck with Stan was both unexpected and very satisfying. She wonders if it will happen again.

Stan takes long time coming out of the house as to not arouse suspicion. By then everyone is engaged in watching the fireworks so no one notices him as he slips back outside and grazes on some leftover ribs.

It is a memorable party indeed.