The New Year party was in full swing as the DJ switched the dance music to a slow beat. Dani had been strutting her stuff with her son-in-law and needed the rest, but instead found herself being guided by him to the sway of the melody. Halfway through the second slow dance with Wes, she became aware of the wood in his trousers. She didn't want to say anything but Wes did.
"My situation is still the same," he said into her ear.
Dani knew what he was talking about. "We can't discuss your marriage to my daughter and your sex life with Amy ... she's my daughter, for goodness sake!"
"I'm just saying ... it's the reason why I'm ... you know ... aroused." Wes kept his groin in contact with her.
"You and I had a one-night stand. We both know, Wes, it must never happen again." Dani tried to disengage his hip contact with her. "Have you not talked to Amy about your sex needs?"
He brought his head away from her neck and swivelled his eyes to the right and left. "I've tried to discuss fantasies with Amy - mine, hers, if she has any - but she's not interested."
Dani had noticed at the party how a couple of the young women were hitting on Wes. He was handsome, of course, women found him attractive. At 6 foot tall, there was no denying that Wes looked fit. Crease lines on the outside edge of his espresso coloured eyes and tousled hair down to his shoulders made him look wild. He had this way of enlarging his eyes when talking to other women. Dani remembered their night of illicit sex, he 29, she 45, and she still couldn't believe how much he wanted her, why her son-in-law needed her. He had told her how Amy wasn't that interested in sex and how he masturbated to release himself. After their explosive night together, Dani had assumed Wes would sort it out with his wife.
Dani looked up at him. "Most women have fantasies, just like men. You need to talk to her. And please stop grinding your hips into me. I'm not attractive at my age."
He smiled. "I've seen you naked, Danielle. You're in good shape. Your oriental looks in line with your Thai father is the reason for your dark features, dark hair and petite build. Trust me, you look very sexy."
"Shush, Wes." Dani had noticed how Wes used her full name, Danielle, and he was the only person in the family who did that. He'd used it often during their night together - it seemed to express a dominance from Wes as if he were speaking to a small girl - it sent a shiver down her spine.
He continued, "Your English mother must have given you those teardrop breasts, full but not sagging with nipples that stand out when aroused."
"That's enough, Wes. Besides, Amy has the same features as I do. Concentrate on her."
They ended their dance and nothing more was said. However, it was clear to Dani that his marriage to her daughter was going to fall apart unless they could sort out their problems. She thought about how she could help.
Two days later at the weekend, Dani phoned Amy and suggested she bring her dog over for a walk. They set off together leaving Wes to play golf. Amy was age 25, four years younger than Wes. It was obvious that they were mother and daughter, the same oriental features, size and shape. And Amy used to confide in Dani about how good Wes was in the 'bedroom' and saying, "He's the best lover I've ever had," and "He knows how to please," but these snippets of information between daughter and mother had dried up.
After a while, Dani asked her, "Are you and Wes ok in your marriage?" Dani threw a ball for her dog. "I ask because I sense things could be better."
Amy took her mother's arm. "Nothing escapes mum!" She sighed. "It is frustrating sometimes." Amy opened up more and more during their walk. It appeared to Dani that Amy couldn't talk in any depth with Wes about what she wanted from sex, nor did she want to give details to her mum. Dani sensed there was a block, a holding-back from Amy.
Dani said, "I ought to use my job experience as a trained counsellor to get you two to sit with me and open up, let it all out, hold nothing back from each other. What do you think if I sit in and help?"
"Confess about sex in front of my mum?" Amy tightened her grip on Dani's arm.
"Yes. In an informal way, relaxed in your home, comfortable, in front of the fire perhaps."
Amy eventually agreed to have a word with Wes to arrange a date.
The following day, Amy phoned Dani and it was decided the next Friday evening would be best.
On Friday, as she rang the doorbell, Dani had second thoughts on how effective she could be with the younger couple. She resolved to take charge and hope for the best. Amy was nervous and Wes hid his feelings as he poured wine into three glasses but Dani said, "Listen you guys. I'll set the rules and the first thing I want you both to do is this: go upstairs, have a shower, dress separately in your choice of sexy clothes and get back here within 10 minutes." To Dani's relief, they obeyed without a problem. Wes came back first, his shoulder-length hair still damp, he wore a black T-shirt under a fawn linen jacket, loose chinos and no socks.
Next came Amy, black straight hair which partly covered her hard nipples, as they pushed through her white cotton shirt. The mini skirt and black knee-high boots gave her a street girl appearance as she giggled and took a gulp of her wine.
Before they sat, Dani said, "A group hug, please." In no time they put down their drinks and locked arms around each other in a three-way hug. "Remember, I'm in charge. Think of me as your counsellor, to answer all my questions and to do whatever I say." Dani felt emboldened by her new role. She hadn't done sex therapy, her speciality was marriage guidance, but she'd decided to play this by instinct and ignore the so-called rulebook.
Amy nodded and squeezed her arm tighter around Dani. "Will do," said Wes who's hand had slipped from Dani's waist to her bottom. A flashback to their secret night together came to mind of his cock but Dani quickly shoved the image aside.
Dani said, "I want you two to kiss and think of sexy thoughts. Don't stop kissing till I tell you." She watched her daughter relax into it and after a while, Dani said, "Now use your tongues." For Dani, the unexpected reaction from herself was the slow-burn turn-on from being so close, 6 inches close to the mouths of the other two. Taking a deep breath she said, "Now I want you to stop kissing and take your hand away from your partner's waist and caress any part of each other's body." As Amy and Wes did this, Dani tightened her grip on them to keep them all in a huddle. She watched Amy run her hand under her husband's jacket to feel his chest. Wes used his hand to caress Amy's back and around to her ribs.
Wes said, "Thanks for helping us, Dani. Can I kiss you? Is that allowed?" He chewed his lower lip in a school-boyish way. Dani looked at Amy who shrugged. It didn't take much for Wes to lean into Dani, their heads were so close anyway. She refused to open her mouth as his lips gently stroked hers. She blushed and pulled her head away.
"Mum," said Amy. "I think you enjoyed that!" She paused. "I don't mind. In fact, I also want to thank you." Amy laughed and planted a kiss on Dani's cheek but moved her lips over to her mum's mouth. Dani was so surprised that she didn't try to move and let her daughter continue kissing, their lips locked together.
"That was a longer kiss than you and Wes, "said Dani who felt flustered. "Let's sit." She did wonder why Amy had kissed her in such an intermit way. Wes topped up their glasses and chucked another log on the fire. Dani composed herself and said, "I want to explore your fantasies ... because if a couple can trust to tell each other their secret desires, then there's a much better chance of satisfying sex."
Wes asked, "Can we include your fantasies, Dani, to make this conversation more balanced?"
"I agree," said Amy. "If mum is going to hear my secrets, I want to hear hers."
"That," said Dani, "isn't going to happen. We're here because I want to help you and ..."
