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Disclaimer: Desperate Housewives belong to ABC Studios and Cherry
Productions. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.

Date: 11/02/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, female solo sex, female/female sex, male solo sex,
male/female sex

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Bree/Maisy/m

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: Bree finds herself in desperate need to find Orson the perfect
Christams present and has no choice but to turn to the one woman who had
nearly destroyed her first marriage... Maisy Gibbons.

Other Notes: This AU story is an answer to one of PEJA's Story/Word Prompt
Challenges and based on a picture entitled 'Silk Stockings' by an artist
named Greg Hildebrandt.

Dedications: Merry Christmas to all of my family and friends! -- ATK 2008
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Desperate Housewives: The One Perfect Holiday Gift
by Andrew Troy Keller (atk440@aol.com)

Hello and welcome to the section of the Eagle State town of Fairview known as
Wisteria Lane. My name is Bree Hodge and I had taken that last name after I
had allowed myself to marry a truly wonderful man whose name happens to be
Orson Hodge after I had allowed myself to take some time to get over the
death of my beloved first husband whose name was Rex Van De Kamp at the hands
of a very bad man who was handeling poor Rex's medicine.

Anyway, as some of you had already guessed, the Christmas holiday season has
rolled its way back on to Wisteria Lane and everyone on this very block has
their own way of celebrating the wonderous time of giving and sharing with
one's follow man. Both Susan Mayer and her new husband Mike Delfino would
enjoy Christmas in a truly romantic mood. Both Tom and Lynette Scavo would --
of course -- enjoy their Christmas with their children as best as they can
just like another couple of friendly neighbors whose name happen to be Adam
and Katherine Mayfair. Gabrielle Solis would make the best of her Christmas
with Carlos due to his condition. Karen McCluskey would try to take a break
from being the year-round Scrooge and be nice to all of her neighbors. And
the neighborhood's own resident slut whose name happens to be Edie Britt
would enjoy the holiday just... well... being Edie.

But as for me, I was having some trouble with finding the one perfect holiday
gift for my beloved Orson and if I were to ask my friends for some advice on
what would be the perfect for me to give to Orson for Christmas, I had a
feeling that they really would agree with the one simple fact that flowers
and chocolates would not be the perfect gift for him.

And of course, since I had found myself face-to-face with desperate times and
that they do call for desperate measures, I had no choice but to place a call
to the one woman who happens to be the neighborhood prostitute of Fairview
and the one woman who had nearly wreacked my marriage with Rex whose name
happens to be Maisy Gibbons and ask her for some help with finding the
perfect gift for Orson.

And believe it or not, Maisy had allowed herself to agree to help me with
that one particular task and told me to see her at her house in order for her
to show me how she was about to help me. Well, since I really was in need to
get Orson that perfect Christmas present, I had decided to get myself into my
car and drive over to Maisy's personal place of residence.

And as soon as I had pulled my car up into the driveway and gotten myself
out of the car, walked up to the front door and rang the door bell, the front
door had opened itself up and allowed Maisy to stand in front of me with a
small smile on her lips and only a multi-colored bathrobe on and said, "Well,
Bree. It really is good to see you under different circumstances. So, since
you're here and in need of my help with a certain holiday problem, I might as
well let you come right on in."

And of course, I had stepped into the house and allowed Maisy to lead me up
the stairs and into the master bedroom which was where a young and handsome
male blonde stud was checking on a camcorder to make sure that it was in
working order. "Bree, I would like for you to meet a newfound friend of mine
named Gary Delany. Gary, this is Bree Hodge. She's the one who would like to
perform in your little project and give a copy of it to her husband for a
Christmas present."

Then, after he had allowed himself to take one good look at me, Gary had
nodded his head, turned his eyes toward Maisy and said, "She'll do okay.
Okay, Bree. All you need to do now is take all of your clothes off, put
these black silk stockings on and lay yourself down on the bed. "And since
I really was in need of getting Orson that perfect gift, I had allowed
myself to take a deep breath and hope that all of my family and friends
would be able to forgive me for what I was about to do before I had done
exactly what Gary had asked me to do.

And then, after Gary had pressed the record button on the camcorder and
allowed myself to look at that particular camera, pretend that it was
actually Orson and began posing myself in one hot and seductive pose after
another while -- unbeknownest to yours truly -- Maisy had slightly opened her
robe and began pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy
and carressing her own tits with the other hand before she had placed herself
on the very same bed and placed her hand on my bare shoulder.

And of course, that had caused me to quickly turn myself around and look at
Maisy like I was about to ask, "Maisy, what are you doing?Have you lost your
mind?" but before I was about to get -- at least -- one single word out of
my mouth, Maisy had kissed me ever so deep and passionately on the lips and
began licking all over my nude body -- all the way down to my hot and steamy
cunt and carressing my firm breasts.

Then, after Gary had stripped off all of his clothes and began stroking
his stiff cock right in front of us, I had placed my hands on Maisy bare
shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Maisy! Touch me!
Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" before Gary had placed his
stone hard dick inside Maisy's asshole and his hands on my bare arms and
suddenly made me realize that I was able to enjoy each and every minute of
experiencing the one thing that I had never been able to experience with
anyone other than Rex or Orsen before which happens to be pure and untamed
sexual pleasure.

And of course, that was before Gary had placed his stiff cock inside Maisy's
hot, moist snatch and began licking on my pussy and I had placed my hands on
her silky-smooth naked thighs and began sucking on her stiff mounds just in
time to cause a sexually-charged Maisy to place her hands on my bare back and
yell at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, BREE! DO IT,
GARY! TOUCH ME! SUCK MY TITS! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA
CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And after the three of us had started moving ourselves harder and faster and
continued to do so until we had all finally came, collapsed due to exhaustion
and fallen asleep with our naked arms in a lover's embrace, the camcorder had
stopped recording the scene in front of it and allowed the DVD player --
which was about a few steps away from the camcorder -- to start recording all
of that one particular scene.

And to tell you the truth, as soon as I had given Orson his present on that
one Christmas Day, I was having this cold chill running up and down my very
own spine and it was because I was afraid of how he was about to handle
watching the scene with me having hot and steamy sex with both Gary and
Maisy. But as soon as we had watched the whole thing, I had cleared my
throat, turned my nervous eyes toward Orson and asked, "So, Orson? How did
you enjoy your gift?" only to have him take a look at me with a small smile
on his own lips, slip his hand inside my robe to start pumping his two
fingers in and out of my pussy and answer, "It's funny that you should ask,
Bree. You had given me my perfect holiday gift. Now, it's my turn to give
you yours."

THE END!

    

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