Dana moaned as she felt the hot juice splatter against the walls of her canal.

It
was exciting and hot, yet soothing. Somehow, she always felt so close to him when
he finally released his load into her ass. And the feeling lasted longer than just
the coupling, because it would drip out for hours. That was a strange but wonderful
affirmation of his love.

Drew's climax went on for a long time until finally there was nothing left. He
grunted one last time before collapsed onto his smiling wife.

The room grew quiet as Dana wrapped her arms around him and they stayed like that
until their breathing returned to normal.

Finally, Drew felt his penis shrink and slip wetly out of his wife's still pulsing
hole. He sat back and looked down at her ravaged pubic mound. There was a little
shadow growth of hair. "It looks to me like you need to see Jennifer to have your
pussy waxed again."

A broad smile crossed Dana's face. She would tell him about the other visits later.
"I love you," she said and pulled him down for a sweet kiss.

Chapter 7

Saturday evening was pleasant enough but Mary Ellen was very nervous. The four of
them went to their favorite restaurant downtown.

Mary Ellen could hardly eat. She was excited and worried. Excited about initiating
sex with Richard and worried that he would reject her. In all their years of
marriage she had never been the aggressive one. Her eyes constantly met Dana's,
looking for support.

In the ladies room, Dana said, "It seems to be going okay huh?"

"I don't know. I'm so nervous, I feel like I'm on my first date."

"Good. Maybe you'll get lucky later," Dana laughed.

Mary Ellen smiled nervously.

As they parted for the evening, Dana whispered, "Have fun!"

The following morning, Dana came over early for coffee. She knew that the kids were
at Mary Ellen's mother's house and that Richard got up late on Sundays, so that
would afford them a little private time to discuss how the evening had gone. Dana
had her fingers crossed that things had gone well. She had hardly slept at all
night.

When she walked into the kitchen, she could immediately see that something was
wrong. Mary Ellen was sitting at the table in a house robe and eyes were red and
wet with tears. Dana's heart sank. As she hurried over to hug the distraught woman,
Mary Ellen started to sob.

Dana knelt on the floor with her arms around Mary Ellen and let her cry for a long
time. Finally, she got up and got both of them a fresh cup of coffee and sat down
at the table. "It didn't go well, did it?"

"That's an understatement," Mary Ellen said and wiped her eyes, looking down into
her coffee cup, afraid to look up in fear that she would start crying again.

"I'm sorry sweetie. I shouldn't have put you up to this."

"It wasn't your fault," Mary Ellen said quickly, looking up at her worried friend.

"So, what happened?"

"Nothing!" Mary Ellen said with anger in her voice.

Dana took a sip of her coffee and waited.

"I did everything just like we planned. You saw how affectionate I was all night.
However, there wasn't any affection returned. After we got home, Richard went to
the bedroom and I went in and put on my lace teddy. Then, when I came out, he was
in bed snoring." Mary Ellen broke into sobs again.

"Did you wake him up?"

"Yes, but he just mumbled "Some other time," or something like that and turned
over. I cried half the night."

Dana reached over and grasped Mary Ellen's hand. "I hate to say it but I think you
two might need counseling. Have you thought about that?"

"Yes, I suggested it to Richard some time ago. I even thought about the pastor of
our church but I'd be too embarrassed to lay my problems out to him. Richard
wouldn't even consider it though. He said that if we had any problems we could work
them out ourselves."

Dana stood up and walked around the table and held her arms open to her friend.

Mary Ellen stood up and almost fell into the older woman's arms, breaking down
again. She laid her head on her friend's shoulder and sobbed.

In spite of Dana's maternal instincts, the closeness of the sexy woman was having
an effect on her. She could feel her soft breasts under her robe pressing to her
chest. Mary Ellen's nipples were centered on her own nipples and she could feel
them almost burning into her. Incredibly, she felt her vagina quiver and her
panties getting wet.

The warmth and comfort of her friend made Mary Ellen feel better. She had her face
buried in Dana's neck and the sweet smell of the older woman's hair surrounded her.
Slowly, her sobs ceased and her breathing grew more rapid. Now, she too could feel
her friend's breasts against her own and her hands gently caressing her back
through her thin robe.

Dana's hands began to slide slowly down Mary Ellen's back. They paused at her waist
in indecision. She held her breath as she moved her hands lower until they reached
her thinly covered buttocks. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She had never
been so bold in all her life; at least not with another woman. With Jennifer, she
had been the passive one. It was easy because she had just let the young girl do
things to her. This was different. She was being the aggressor. She knew it was
very dangerous and could end their friendship. Still she persisted and began to
squeeze her hands on the soft flesh.

Mary Ellen's eyes opened in shock. Yet, she didn't pull from the woman's embrace. A
little, almost imperceptible, moan escaped her lips.

Dana heard it. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest as her
fingers began to bunch up the back of the short robe. She pulled the material
gradually higher with just her fingertips until she felt bare skin under her now
very warm hands. A louder moan escaped her lips when she felt the soft bare flesh
of her friend's naked buttocks. Boldly now, she cupped the cheeks of her ass and
pulled her close.

Mary Ellen pulled her head back and looked into Dana's lust filled eyes. "What are
you doi..." she started to whisper but suddenly Dana's lips cut it off.

Both women's heads were spinning as they stood in the kitchen kissing. The kiss was
filled with heated passion but yet it was tender. Not at all like kissing a man.
Neither woman had ever kissed another woman before in their lives. It was a unique
experience.

As their passion grew, the two women kissed like horny teenagers on the first date.
Their tongues dueled as their lips pressed together.

Mary Ellen felt Dana's tongue entered her mouth and she sucked, tasting her sweet
saliva. When Dana's tongue pulled back, Mary Ellen's followed.