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Disclaimers: Desperate Housewives belongs to Cherry Productions and
Touchstone Television. Behind The greenDoor belongs to Mitchell Brothers
Pictures. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.

Date: 06/21/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, female/female sex, interacial sex, male/female sex, male
solo sex, female solo sex, strong language

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Tom/Lynette/m/f/m/f

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: Lynette tells the story of what she and Tom had experienced during
their trip to Montana while she was pregnant with Preston and Porter.

Other Notes: This AU story is a birthday gift for Doug Savant, who was born
on June 21st, 1964.

Dedication: Happy 44th Birthday to Doug Savant! -- ATK 2008
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Desperate Housewives: Lynette's Little Secret
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

Hi, I'm Lynette Scavo and I just happen to be living in a house on Wisteria
Lane in the outskirts of the Eagle State city of Fairview with my husband Tom
and our four kids, twin boys Preston and Porter, their youngerbrother Parker
and their baby sister Penny for as long as the both of us could ever be able
to remember.

As a matter of fact, it was on that very street that I had became really good
friends with Susan Mayer, Bree Van de Kamp, Gabrielle Solis, Edie Britt and
Mary Alice Young just before something quite mysterious had caused poor Mary
Alice to sit herself down at her kitchen table, put a gun to her own head,
pull the triger and shoot herself dead.

That was when everything has truly changed for all of us on Wisteria Lane
like for instance: Susan allowing herself to marry this handsome hunk of a
plumber named Mike Delfino after her first husband, Karl Mayer had walked out
on poor Susan and gave her no choice but to raise their daughter, Julie alone
and Bree had allowed herself to marry Orson Hodge after the death of her
first husband, Rex Van de Kamp and the problems that she was having with her
two kids, Andrew and Danielle, along with the arrival of new neighbors like
Katherine Mayfair and her family.

As for the mystery surrounding Mary Alice's sudden suicide, I do believe that
I really must warn you that each and every resident on Wistera Lane has his
or her own share of secrets which brings us to the story about my little
secret which had began on the 21st day of June on the year that I was still
pregnant with Preston and Porter and had agreed with Tom to go with him and
some friends of ours to this great vacation house within the state of
Montana.

Now, let me tell you about those friends of ours. First, we have this
handsome blonde guy named Roger Lloyd and his beautiful also-blonde bride
whose name happens to be Sharon. Then, we have this handome African-American
stud known as Warren Sheridan and his own beautiful wife named Justine. And
if you were to ask me, it was after I had first met both Sharon and Justine
that I had noticed that they had looked exactly like they should be posing
bare-ass naked in the latest issue of Playboy Magazine.

Anyway, as soon as we had met each other at the Montana airport, said 'hello'
to each other with open arms and headed straight for that very vacation
house, we all had gotten ourselves settled into our rooms just in time for me
to suggest that we should go out for a little walk and check out the rest of
the neighborhood.

And after the others had given my idea some thought and decided to agree with
my suggestion, we had stepped out of the house and started walking about a
few feet away from the house, only to have the sky above us to suddenly turn
grey and the rain to start pouring itself down, causing all six of us to
quickly rush ourselves back inside the house.

But after Tom had closed and locked the door and Warren had gotten a nice
warm fire going in the fireplace, we had looked at each other's soaking wet
bodies and started laughing at each other before Tom had placed his gentle
hands on my shoulders and asked, "Say, you guys? How about we get ourselves
out of these wet clothes and warm ourselves by the fire?"

And after I had looked at the Lloyds and the Sheridens and we had found
ourselves in full agreement with Tom's idea, we had taken all of our soaking
wet clothes off and hung them over something to dry just in time for a
small-smiling Justine to look at me, place both of her hands on my bare belly
and say, "I hope you don't mind."

And after I had slowly shaken my head and placed my own hands on her bare
arms, Justine had suddenly moved one of her hands down and started pumping
two of her fingers in and out of my hot, wet pussy and sucking on my firm
breasts before Roger had placed his stiff cock inside Justine's asshole and
his hands on her stiff mounds and blowing his hot breath on the nape of her
bare neck.

And then, after Warren had started stroking his stone hard dick and Sharon
had started pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot and steamy cunt
and carressing her own tits with the other hand, Tom had just placed a tape
into the VCR, pressed the 'play' button and allowed this one porn-film that
was made by The Mitchell Brothers entitled 'Behind The Green Door' to show
itself on the TV set before he had moved himself over to me, placed his hands
on my forehead and began humping that stiff cock of his in and out of my
backside.

Then, after Warren had allowed Sharon to kneel herself down and start sucking
on his stone hard dick, I had placed one of my hands on Roger's bare arm and
the other hand on the back of Tom's bare shoulder and said, "Aaaahhhh,
yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Tom! Touch me! Fuck me in the ass! Do that while
Justine sucks my wet pussy dry and Roger fucks her in the ass! Aaaahhhh!"

And after both Warren and Sharon had moved themselves closer to the rest of
us and he had placed his hand on my cheek and kissed me ever so passionately
on the lips, both Tom and I had suddenly realized that even though I was
already pregnant, the both of us were still able to enjoy each and every
minute of experiencing the one thing that we had each never experienced with
any size group before which happens to be pure and untamed sexual pleasure.

That was before we had all laid our nude bodies down in front of the warm
crackling fire in the fireplace just in time for Tom to place his stiff cock
inside Justine's cunt, she had began sucking on her husband's stone hard
dick, Warren had placed his hands on my bare belly and began licking on my
pussy, I had started licking on Sharon's snatch and she had placed her
hands on Roger's bare legs and began sucking on his cock before she had taken
her own husband's dick out of her mouth and began stroking it with one of her
hands and yelled at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT,
LYNETTE! TOUCH ME! SUCK MY WET PUSSY DRY WHILE WARREN SUCKS YOUR MOIST SNATCH
DRY! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after the six of us had started moving ourselves harder and faster
and our lovemaking has finally given birth to its firstborn child, Tom,
Roger, Warren, Sharon, Justine and I had all came and collapsed due to
exhaustion and fell asleep with our naked arms in a lover's embrace while the
fire was still going in the fireplace and the tape had started rewinding
itself in the VCR.

And of course, as soon as Tom and I had returned ourselves to our own house
on Wisteria Lane and realized that sooner or later, either Bree or Edie
would find out about what we had done during our little trip to Montana and
start shooting their mouths off about it to the rest of the neighborhood, we
had both decided to keep that whole Montana thing just to ourselves... and so
far, we had continued to do so to this very day.

THE END!

    

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