Chapter 8
One night, a few weeks later, Laurie sat at home alone brooding. Jerry was out of town again and she was depressed. She had phoned Dr. Abel in desperation, but his answering service answered. No help there, but she left a message and waited for his call.
She and Jerry still fought over her inability to come when they fucked. He accused her of causing him problems with Matt and Grace and of being frigid.
That last accusation had been shouted as he stormed out of the house. She knew if she didn't get help soon her marriage was doomed.
Now she sat in the den drinking heavily and waiting for Harry to call. A low murmur of voices drifted to her from the television set in the kitchen, reminding her of the outside world and adding to her depression.
She thought about phoning Grace and Matt, but decided against it. She wasn't in the mood for either of the Goddards. No, better to stay in the house and drink herself into a stupor until Harry called.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. She leaped up from the sofa, spilling her drink. Maybe it was Harry. Maybe he got her message and sensed she needed help badly.
When she crossed the room, she had trouble walking a straight line. She was hitting the bottle earlier and earlier in the day. I'm coming, she grumbled to herself when the bell rang again.
"Who's there?" she sang out drunkenly, pulling her robe more tightly around her.
Even before she opened the door, she recognized the aroma of Harry's pipe. She flung the door open and swayed drunkenly.
The psychologist smiled, his pipe in his hand, and stepped into the house. "You sounded distraught."
She moved aside and closed the door behind him. "I am," she said.
She led him into the den and offered him a drink. He sank down into a chair without removing his trench coat and shook his head.
"You're drinking too much, aren't you?" His face and voice showed concern.
"Yesh," she slurred, filling her tumbler with scotch. "I can't come with my husband and I'm getting to be a drunk."
"Laurie, you're beginning to let yourself go."
She touched her hair. It was tangled and hanging wild around her face. "Don't I look pretty, Doctor?" she hiccupped. "You used to think I was pretty." He didn't answer so she giggled and repeated the question.
"I think you're very pretty," he finally said. "And I also think we better have a talk."
"Why can't I come with my husband?" she sniffed, tears filling her eyes.
The doctor joined her on the sofa and took the glass from her hand. "Because you have a psychological hang-up, but drinking isn't going to help you."
"I'm always horny, Harry," she whispered, pressing up against him. "Kiss me, Harry. Make love to me and make me come. That's more than my husband can do."
"Laurie, Laurie," he murmured when she began stroking his crotch.
She giggled seductively and pushed her hair out of her eyes. "You always make me come, Dr. Abel. You make me come so good. How come Jerry can't make me come?"
His face changed subtly as he puffed on his pipe. "I'm trying to help you, Laurie, but you must cooperate too. I have a new treatment, which I'll tell you about before I leave. But before we go into that, let me relieve the little itch you seem to have between your legs."
"Little itch?" she giggled. "I'm a horny cunt, Doc."
Slowly, he lay his pipe in an ashtray and rose up. "I'll have that drink now," he said.
She poured him scotch on the rocks and refilled her own glass. "I suddenly feel sober," she said, handing him his drink.
"Come here, Laurie," he said, holding his arms out.
She perched on his knee and wrapped one arm around his neck. "You always make me feel so good, Harry," she said, nuzzling his neck. "Why can't Jerry be more like you?"
"Always looking for the easy way, aren't you?"
She kissed the comer of his mouth. "Drink up and take me to bed, doctor, dear. I'm your patient and I'm paying you for this visit, I assume. I am paying you, aren't I?"
"I must charge you for the time I spend with you," he said.
"Even when you're fucking me, Doctor?"
He reddened. "It's all part of the treatment."
She tongued his ear. "Oh, yes, I forgot. Okay, then, let's get it on." As she spoke, her drink spilled on his pants.
"Now see what you've done!" he exclaimed.
"Kiss me."
Smiling grimly, he extended his empty glass. They rose up together and as she turned, he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I've never treated a patient in her home before," he said.
An impish smile played on her pretty face. "Treated, Doctor?" she said.
He hesitated a moment. "I'm determined to help you, but you're not making it easy." He turned her around and took her hands in his.
"Oh, Harry, I'm sorry I hurt you."
"I know, I know." They embraced.
"I know you want to help me," she said.
He clutched her ass. "I'm determined to help you, Laurie." He slid his hands under her robe and touched her bare skin.
"I've fucked young boys," she whispered as they french kissed. "And women. I've done everything you suggested and then I go to bed with Jerry and nothing works." She felt his hardness pressing into her belly.
"We'll lick this thing," he said gruffly. "I promise you, we'll lick this thing." He pushed her away gently and glanced around. "I don't have much time. Where shall we go?"
"Upstairs," she said, leading him out of the room.
Once in the bedroom, he pulled her against him. Once again his cock stabbed her belly. "Some couples have problems with sex because being married basically bores them. What I'm going to suggest may sound unorthodox, but I want you to follow it to the letter."
He dropped his pants and shorts and she slipped out of her robe. "I'll do anything," she said, stretching out naked on the bed.
"First let's get this out of the. way," he said. "Then I'll tell you exactly what I want you to do ... "
"Oh, Harry, you always know just where to touch me."
His hands were all over her as his lips crushed hers. He dropped his mouth down to her tits and kissed both nipples.
She managed to get her hands on his prick. She pumped it a few times as he crouched over her. She whimpered as he kissed his way down to her belly and from there to her muff.
"I'm so horny," she murmured, tasting her pussy on his lips.
He mounted her, jabbing his cock between her legs. "Let me put it in," he said.
She clawed at him as he entered her. He cupped her asscheeks and she draped her legs over his back as he stroked.
"I come so good with you," she said. "Why can't I come with Jerry?"
"Don't talk about it now," he puffed. "My new plan will work. I'm confident of it."
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Oooohhh, you're in so deep!"
He slammed into her with all his might. His fuck-lava spurted into her and she screamed wit delight. Her legs wrapped tightly around his back, and she shrieked as she came.
Then he told her what she needed to know.
The next morning she phoned Grace. The two women had become good friends as well as occasional sexual partners. They discussed their problems together. Things they could never discuss with their husbands.
On this occasion she told Grace Dr. Abel's latest prescription.
"My dear, I love it," the blonde said. "He really thinks that will work?"
"Yes," Laurie bubbled. "And I'm going to try it the moment Jerry gets home from this trip."
"Speaking of trips, did the doctor fuck you good?" Grace said.
"Yes, but can you believe I'm horny again? Maybe there's something wrong with me?"
"If there is it's an epidemic," Grace laughed. "I'm horny too and not ashamed of it."
Laurie hesitated. She was in the mood for cock, not pussy. But still, Grace was a very good cuntlapper.
"Are you there?" Grace asked.
"Yes, I'm here."
"Guess what I'm doing, toots," the blonde giggled.
"Jerking off?" Laurie said.
"You've got it. Honey, my pussy is flooded. Just listening to you talk about your sex doctor has me juicing up like you wouldn't believe."
"Oh, Grace, you're exaggerating."
"No, I'm not," the blonde continued. "I'm burning up."
"Are you really jerking off while we're talking?" Laurie giggled.
"Sure. I've got two fingers in my cunt. I only wish I had your tongue."
"Oh, Grace, not today."
"Why not? Come on over and let's ball."
"I'd like to get away from all that..."
"It's too late, Toots. If you won't come here, I'm coming there. Bye."
When the line went dead, Laurie hung up the phone. She sighed. Best friend or not, Grace was still the wife of the boss and she had better do what she wanted.
The blonde was at the house in less than an hour. When she entered the house, Laurie was struck with her earthiness and raw sexuality.
"I think I'll go into therapy," Grace said as she kissed her. "Your doctor sounds delightful."
As she spoke, she moved toward Laurie and took her into her arms. Their tits pressed together as they kissed.
"I've only got an hour," Grace said, releasing her. "I've got a hairdresser's appointment."
They moved into the bedroom, undressing along they way. Usually Grace played the dominant role when they balled, but today Laurie took the initiative.
"You're as hot as me," Grace said as Laurie closed he lips around her nipples. "Lick it good, honey. Mmmmm, your sex doctor got you ah primed."
"He's not a sex doctor." The brunette moved the tip of her tongue around the blonde's stiff nipple.
"He fucks you, doesn't he?" Grace giggled. "Stop that!" She slapped Laurie's ass. "Your teeth dug right into my boobie."
Although Laurie was embarrassed by her lesbian relationship with Grace, she quickly got caught up in the act. As she brushed her lips over Grace's tits, her hands were exploring the blonde's curves.
The first time she went down on Grace had been traumatic. After that she began to enjoy it. She much preferred cock, but didn't want to jeopardize her friendship with Grace by refusing to indulge her perverse whims.
Now she touched Grace's gaping slit. She found her huge clit with no trouble and stroked it. Grace moved her hips up and down in rhythm with Laurie's finger. Laurie moved her finger from Grace's clit to her cunthole and back again.
"Suck it," Grace said, writhing her ass.
"In a minute," Laurie said. She had hoped to get away with a hand-job.
"Eat me, for God's sake," the blonde cried.
"Let me kiss you here and here and here," Laurie said, moving her mouth from one tit to the other.
"Yes, that's good," the horny blonde said. "My belly button. Jesus, you do great things with your tongue. Mmmmm, yes, there and there and there. Get down there now and do my pussy."
Laurie knew there was no way to avoid it. Clutching the blonde's ass, she ran a series of kisses over her inner thighs.
"Higher," Grace said, grabbing Laurie's head and trying to force her mouth over her pussy. "What are you waiting for?"
Even when I'm dominant she bosses me around, Laurie thought with a giggle. But she was so fond of Grace she didn't really mind.
She tilted Grace's ass back and held her hands under her thighs. With a groan, she buried her face against Grace's pulpy cunt and began licking.
Grace raised her legs in the air and thrashed them back and forth. "What did your sex doctor prescribe this time?" Grace asked.
"You'll never believe it," Laurie said.
"Don't stop licking me."
"I'll tell you later then."
"Oh, God!" Grace yelled hoarsely. "Keep licking me like that and I'll make it in about a minute."
Laurie flicked her tongue back and forth over Grace's clit. She became sc involved in the muff-dive her own pussy lubricated and twitched.
She tongued her tirelessly until Grace's body went rigid. She knew Grace well enough to know her climax was approaching. In a moment Grace would cry out while she came and then it would be her turn to get her pussy licked.
Sometimes when it was her turn, Grace was too tired to do a good job. Sometimes Grace cheated by using a wet fingertip instead of her tongue. Regardless, Laurie always had a come with her friend. In fact she came very nicely with everyone but Jerry.
Now Grace moaned constantly as Laurie thrust two fingers into her cunthole and licked her clit. Grace's pussy grabbed her fingers.
"Almost there," Grace said hoarsely.
Laurie moved her fingers in and out of the blonde's cunt. Then with a violent shudder and a strong grip on Laurie's head the older woman came.
"Jesus, that was good," Grace said.
Laurie raised her head and smiled at the peaceful expression on her friend's face. At moments like this, Laurie loved Grace and knew that love was returned.
She waited for Grace to recover her breath and then she stretched out on her back. Grace knelt over her, between her thighs, and kissed her.
"I have an idea too," Grace said.
Laurie closed her eyes as their tongues met. "What is it?"
"I'm not telling you yet, but it involves all four of us."
When the blonde moved down and began licking her pussy, Laurie sighed happily and reached down to stroke her hair.
"So much to look forward to," Laurie giggled. "Mmmmm, I love when you suck my clit like that."