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

Date: 08/30/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Male solo sex, voyurism, female solo sex, incest, male/female sex,
strong language

Category: Het

Pairing: Rex/Danielle

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This AU story is based on a picture entitled 'Saving Bath Water'
by an artist named Randy Dave.

Summary: This tale is about Rex being no longer able to have any sexual
pleasure with his Martha Stewart clone-ish wife Bree and having no choice but
to get it from an unexpected source... his daughter Danielle.

Dedications: None so far.

Desperate Housewives: Rex And Danielle
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

To everyone else who would allow themselves to pay a visit to the one
neighborhood within the outskirts of the Eagle State city of Fairview known
as Wisteria Lane, it had seemed like the perfect neighborhood to live in with
beautiful homes, warm and friendly neighbors and not a single trace of the
problems that the big city itself had to offer but that's only because they
were unable to take a good long look at what's beneath the surface.

You see, the whole sad truth about Wisteria Lane is that no matter how hard
you had tried to even ignore those big city problems and live a nice normal
life, chances are that -- sooner or later -- they would always happen whether
you want them to happen or not like for instance: Susan Mayer trying to keep
her house together after her own husband Karl had divorced her and left poor
Susan to raise their teenage daughter Julie alone, Lynette Scavo trying to
keep her own children under control while her husband Tom was at work,
Gabrielle Solis having a wild sexual affair with her young gardener John
Rowland behind her husband Carlos' back and Edie Britt being... well... Edie.

But if you were to tell me, that was nothing compared to what had happened
before a certain note that a mysterious stranger had placed inside the
mailbox of Mary Alice Young threating to expose her family's dark secret had
forced her to sit herself down at the dining room table, put a loaded gun to
her own head, pull the trigger and blow her own brains straight to Kingdom

And no, it had not happened at poor Mary Alice's house but rather at the home
of a Martha Stewart clone whose name happens to be Bree Van de Kamp and it
had happened before her overbearing urge for wanting to be the truly perfect
housewife has forced her own husband Rex to go over to the neighborhood
prostitute named Maisy Gibbons and get his sexual pleasure from her instead
of his cold fish of a wife which happens to be understandable.

But to tell you the honest truth, there actually was one other woman who was
able to give Rex his sexual release before he had allowed himself to go to
Maisy and even Bree had no idea that it was her own daughter Danielle who
was that one other woman for you see, it was on the one warm and sunny late
afternoon that Rex and Bree's son Andrew had gotten permission from his
parents to go spend the night at a friend's house -- actually, it was in
order to get himself away from his overly-perfect mother for at least one
night -- and Bree had started preparing the living room in case some
unexpected company should come over.

And while she was doing that, Rex had gone up the stairs and into the master
bedroom, stripped off all of his clothes and moved himself from the bedroom
to the bathroom in order to turn on the water for his bath but while he was
waiting for the bathtub to fill itself up, Rex had closed his eyes, began
thinking back to the days when he was able to have such wonderful hot and
steamy sex with Bree and started stroking his stiff cock.

But while he was doing that, Rex was unable to notice that his own teenage
daughter Danielle had walked herself over to the bathroom wearing only her
bathrobe in order to ask Rex how long was he going to be in the tub because
she had also wanted to take a bath, only to have her take a little peek
through the slightly-opened bathroom door and noticed that her own father was
stroking his stone hard dick.

And of course, that had caused a sexually-curious Danielle to move herself
over to the stairs and say, "Oh, Mom!I'm going to slip into the tub with
Dad and save some bath water!It'll be my contribution to vital resource
conservation, okay?" and after she had given that idea some thought, a
reluctant Bree had turned her head towards the stairs and answered, "Well,
Danielle!I really do believe that it's not proper for both you and your
father to be taking a bath together!But since you really are taking a truly
good interest in saving our enviroment, I'm just unable to see why should
not do so! Do ahead, Danielle!"

And with that, Danielle had carefully stepped into the bathroom, closed the
door, removed her robe and started pumping two of her fingers in and out of
her hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits with the other hand just
before Rex had suddenly taken a look at what his own daughter was doing with
herself and asked, "Danielle, what are you doing in here? Do you realize what
would happen if your mother...?"

But just was he was about to finish that question, Danielle had moved
herself closer to Rex, placed the tips of her fingers on his mouth and said,
"Sssshhhh. It's going to be okay, Dad. We don't have to worry about Mom. And
besides, I really do know that what we're about to do is wrong but we might
as well face the fact that we can't deny ourselves of such wonderous sexual
pleasure for much longer. Don't you agree?"

And after Rex had taken one more look at his young daughter's bare-ass naked
body and realized how wonderfully-built it actually was, he had turned the
water off and placed himself and Danielle into the filled-up bathtub just in
time for Rex to kiss her ever so deep and passionately on the lips and start
licking all over her nude body -- all the way down to her hot and steamy cunt
and carressing her firm breasts.

Then, after she had placed her hands on her father's bare shoulders and said,
"Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Dad! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck
my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" both Rex and Danielle had laid themselves down
in the tub filled with water just in time for his own daughter to turn
herself around and start sucking on his stiff cock which had caused the both
of them to suddenly realize that they actually were able to enjoy each and
every moment of experiencing the one thing that Rex was no longer able to
experience with Bree which happens to be pure and untamed sexual pleasure.

And then, after Rex had placed his stone hard dick inside his daughter's
asshole and used each of his hands to carress both her stiff mounds and hot,
moist snatch, a sexually-energized Danielle had placed one of her hands on
her father's bare shoulder and the other hand on his bare arm and yelled at
the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, DAD! TOUCH ME! FUCK

And after both father and daughter had started moving themselves harder and
faster and their lovemaking has finally moved itself into one of the houses
on Wisteria Lane, both Rex and Danielle had came and collapsed due to
exhaustion just in time for a concerned Rex to place his gentle hand on his
daughter's head, let out a sigh and say, "Look, Danielle. I really don't
think that we should talk about this to anybody. Including your mother. Trust
me. She'll definitely hit the roof when she finds out about what we were
doing in here."

"Trust me, Dad. I really don't blame you. Besides, you're not the only one
who still loves Mom in spite of the fact that she's going overboard with this
whole Martha Stewart-ish kick that she's on. ", that was what Danielle had
said to Rex before they had looked and smiled at each other, snuggled
themselves up to each other and fell asleep with their naked arms in a
lover's embrace within that very bathtub.

Now, allow me to tell you right now that on the surface, Wisteria Lane does
look like the one type of neighborhood that anybody in the entire United
States of America would dream of living in but if they do allow themselves
to live there, they would have no choice but to discover that not all
neighborhoods are perfect... and that includes Wisteria Lane.



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