A Quick One (While She's Away)
Lyra couldn’t remember how long it had been since she’d lost Bonbon. One day she’d woken up, and her wife was simply gone. Her life ever since had been a slow descent into depression and oblivion. What was even the point of going on without the love of her life? She was simply going through the motions of living, clinging to a desperate hope that maybe Bonbon would return someday. But with every passing moment without her, Lyra’s hope diminished more and more. Oh, if only she had some clue to what had happened to poor Bonny, she’d do whatever it took to get her back.
Eventually, she’d found herself walking by the Ponyville train station, hoping perhaps that Bonbon would return to her on one of the trains. It was hopeless, she knew, but what else could she do? As the trains came and went, watching the other ponies arrive and depart, her depression only grew. She’d been curled up on a bench, fighting back her tears, when he’d approached her. This stallion who’s cock was slowly growing flaccid inside of her.
“Excuse me, miss, is everything okay?” he’d asked her, concern clear on his face as he looked at her.
“I… I’m waiting for someone…” Lyra had replied. She recognized this stallion. She’d seen him plenty of times driving the steam engine between Ponyville and Canterlot.
“No offense, ma'am, but mares don’t usually look so sad when they’re waiting for somepony here. You sure everything’s alright?” he’d asked.
Lyra had wanted to lie and assure him that she was fine. She’d wanted to simply wave him off and continue to wallow in depression all alone. However, something about the way he seemed to genuinely care about her problems hit a chord with her, and she found herself sobbing into his chest fur while he gently stroked her mane. It was as if a dam had broken inside her, and all her emotions were suddenly spilling out. In between her sobs, she somehow managed to blubber out everything that had happened since the love of her life had disappeared.
“Hey, hey now. Don’t cry, little lady,” he’d cooed as he continued to stroke her. “I hate to say it, but I’ve seen this sort of thing happen countless times to poor little mares like you.”
“Really?” Lyra asked.
“That’s right, and I happen to know exactly how to cure your problem. Why don’t we go back to your place, and I’ll make you feel all better about losing your gal.”
“Well, I guess that’d be okay,” Lyra relented, desperate for anything that might make her feel better.
“There we go, that’s a good mare,” he had said. “Come on now, no more tears. Let’s have a smile for this old engine driver.”
Lyra forced her best smile in response to him, and had let him follow her home. She knew it was wrong, but she didn’t have the energy to care as she brought him to her bedroom and threw herself into his hooves. She just wanted to feel something other than loneliness for a little while. Maybe that made her a bad pony, but as shoved him back onto her bed and swallowed his cock down her throat, she found herself unable to care anymore.
She’d given him every part of her body in their time together, his cock pumping load after load of stallion cum into every hole she had. Her mane, her hooves, her tail, and every orifice she had were dripping with sweat and seed. She was a mess, her bed was soaked with the evidence of her infidelity, and a stallion whose name she didn’t even know was sleeping soundly beside her. What had she done?
As guilt began to set in, she hurriedly jumped out of bed and rushed out of the room. She wanted to run into the shower and wash herself clean, when suddenly the front door opened. She gasped when she saw the mare walking into her house. She couldn’t believe it. Did her eyes deceive her? It was like something out of a dream.
“Bonbon!” she yelled as she leaped into her wife’s hooves. “Oh, I’ve missed you so much. Where have you been?”
Bonbon stared back at her in confusion, as she took in the sight of her wife soaked with semen. She could hear a stallion snoring from her bedroom.
“Lyra.” Bonbon said flatly. “What were you doing?”
“Umm… having a nap?” Lyra responded sheepishly. Bonbon raised an eyebrow in accusation. “I’m sorry Bonny, but it’s just been so long since you left, and I didn’t know if you were ever coming back or where you’d gone or –” she was cut off by Bonbon putting a hoof to her mouth.
“Lyra,” Bonbon said with a sigh, “I’ve only been gone since this morning.”
“Really?” Lyra asked in disbelief. “Well, it felt so much longer. I had no idea where you were!”
“I was literally across the street, at Lilly’s,” Bonbon stated. “I told you I was going over there for brunch yesterday. You were invited too. I even left you a note on the fridge before I left.”
“Oh, that’s right!” Lyra exclaimed, suddenly remembering their plans for the day. “Um, sorry about forgetting and having sex with a random stallion while you were gone.”
Bonbon simply sighed and began pushing her wife toward the bath. “You’ve really got to stop doing that, you know? This is the third time this week.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” Lyra apologized.
“You’re forgiven, my little goof,” Bonbon reassured her. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up, kick that stallion out of our bedroom, and you can show me how sorry you really are,” she teased.
“Thanks Bonny! You’re the best wife ever!” Lyra proclaimed as she rushed happily toward the bathroom, eager to have her loving wife help clean the cum out of her fur so they could fuck each other. It was such a dream to be with Bonbon again.
Author's Note
You are all forgiven.
Does anyone even get what song this fic references? Well, hope you enjoyed it anyway. Keeping fics to 1000 words is hard.
