Edited by tangentjoker. Great job. Thank you.
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Right on time early Thursday afternoon, Todd knocked at the door to Linda Clark's love nest. This time, he held a large bunch of flowers in his right hand and an overnight bag in his left hand. With the help of the woman in the flower shop he selected a bunch of twenty long stem, orange roses which she adjusted into a nice bouquet. She had also told Todd the meaning of orange roses.
A second later, the door opened and there stood Linda with her beaming face that lit up even brighter when she saw the flowers. Linda was well acquainted with the meaning of rose colors. Orange stood for adoration, passion and sexual desire.
Linda took his free hand, complimented him as he came in and closed the door while he deposited the bag on the floor beside the door. This happened while Todd saw the other woman sitting on the large couch they had made love on two weeks ago. His excellent senses immediately gave him the impression it could be her sister. There was a resemblance that couldn't be denied despite this woman's being younger than Linda. While Linda looked like she was in her late-twenties, the woman on the couch looked like mid-twenties.
Todd's quick, unobtrusive examination about her sister didn't escape Linda's attention. She smiled and thanked Todd for the wonderful flowers with a long, passionate kiss which gave him the clear impression this other woman was here for a reason and she knew about Linda and him.
With the bunch of flowers in her hand, Linda turned around and said, "Carol, Honey, would you be so kind as to put these flowers in a vase? In the kitchen, in the wall cupboard above the sink, there must be a crystal vase sufficient for this beautiful bouquet. I think I must greet Todd properly again."
It took the young woman out of her reverie that she had witnessed between her sister and this truly young man at the door. Carol had her problems, we'll learn about later, but she was not such a stupid woman as not to see that his physical presence was even more impressive than her sister had been able to tell her.
She stood up from the couch and walked to her sister. Todd detected she moved with the same fashionable elegance as her sister. He had no doubts any longer. Carol had an enticing smile on her beautiful face like her sister. Her body seemed to be flawless like Linda's and they were similarly dressed in sexy summer dresses which were still convenient for early September. Carol was maybe an inch taller than Linda but she walked on the same long, perfectly shaped legs like her sister and as the hem of their dresses ended mid-thigh there were enough of these sexy extremities on display.
Carol couldn't help but be mesmerized by the boyishly charming smile he shot at her. She could tell Linda was happy about the non-verbal interaction between her and this young man. She knew his name was Todd. Carol took the flowers from her sister and retreated to the kitchen where she found the aforementioned vase which fit the bouquet perfectly.
In the meantime, Linda greeted Todd passionately again and whispered in his ear this was her sister Carol who was here for a special reason.
"Todd, my sister has a very big problem with her sex life and in case you can help her that means you can have both of us. In every which way, I hope. I should just mention the fact she is an anal virgin. No man has ever touched her there."
Carol came back with the vase and put it on the table which made a great impression there. Linda asked Todd whether he wanted to drink something but he said no at the moment. He was curious what the sisters would tell him. They both sat on his right side so they could look at him for what they were going to talk about. Todd could see Carol was now nervous as hell. He tried to cheer her up with an encouraging smile.
Linda took her sister's trembling hand and started the explanation.
"I think the non-verbal introduction has already been made, so, yes, Carol is my six year younger sister and Todd is my eighteen years younger lover. Carol, would you like to greet Todd with a warm hug before you tell him about your concerns?"
Todd saw a hesitation for a fraction of a second but she stood up and, a moment later, she lay in his arms with his hands caressing her back carefully as some kind of reassurance.
He whispered in her ear, "Carol, I'm happy to meet you. You're very beautiful and there is no reason to tremble in my arms. I like you very much already. Whatever problem you have, tell me openly and then let me help you thoroughly."
Carol was only about three inches shorter than he so he didn't need to bend his head very much to look into her eyes which gazed at him in clear wonderment how this young man handled the situation. He took her head in his hands and with a hint of a bow Todd asked her whether he was allowed to kiss her to seal a deal about total honesty between them.
Carol was taken by surprise but nodded almost automatically. She thought Todd had a dangerous ability to occupy a woman's mind with his gorgeous presence.
His kiss was very soft in the beginning but then he added a little more pressure and Carol knew he was testing the waters. Their mouths were still closed but Todd had a way to rub his slightly wet, soft lips over hers that was sensual.
Then he broke the kiss without further pressure and said so that Linda could hear it, "Carol that was well done. I very much enjoyed this kiss and now please tell me openly. I hope I can help you." Linda assumed at this very moment Todd would heal her sister from her mental disorder.
Carol sat back on the couch and Todd could see she was now much more relaxed as she started the explanation.
"Thank you, Todd, for your sympathy. I'm less nervous now. I have to admit everything my sister told me about you is more than accurate. You must know we are very close but there is one thing I kept her uninformed of, always. I'm now a divorcée for one year and the reason why my husband of seven years divorced me is because of my problem.
"You must know I never had an orgasm through intercourse with my husband. He was my one and only lover so far. We met in college and he was, I believe, an attentive lover but I quickly detected I couldn't cum with him fucking me even when I stimulated myself manually. My clit never got excited enough to let me cum. I was devastated about my lack of responsiveness.
"The drollity about it is I know what an orgasm feels like. When my husband performed cunnilingus on me long enough before he got tired I came a few times although not very often. I analyzed my body reaction through orgasms and started to fake my orgasms and I was very good at it. From that time on, I 'came' every time through intercourse and oral love. Yes, Todd, I know I was stupid. When I contemplated seeking professional help it was too late to tell him the truth. I betrayed him far too long with my faked orgasms.
"I loved my husband very much and was in great fear of losing him so I continued my charade until he got suspicious. I don't know how it started but in the end he asked me whether I would fake my orgasms and I simply said yes. He also asked whether I faked my orgasms through our whole relationship and I again said yes, apart from a few times when he went down on me. When I looked at him, I knew our marriage was over. His ego was shattered to the core.
"Our divorce was not amiable, but OK regarding how hurt he was. I still feel a lot of melancholy over our split up but in the end it was inevitable. We considered ourselves lucky that no children were in the way because we decided to wait until we reach thirty. What a shame I am thirty now and he is at the same age. He was generous through the settlement so I wasn't financially hurt. I have a very good job as a secretary.
"After our divorce was final, I think my ex needed some kind of revenge so he told everybody who asked for the reason for our split up that I am a frigid bitch. I couldn't really blame him for it. I gained a thick skin over it. I was lucky Linda never heard about it. Yes, Todd that's the gist of my sad story.
"You know we sisters are very close together and we visit each other often, especially after my marriage break up. I know about the arrangement with her husband to have lovers but I never saw her so happy, so brightly beaming with joy when we met on that Friday for lunch. I didn't really have to ask her before she spilled out everything that happened Thursday afternoon. Fortunately, we sat in a rather private booth.
"I flatly refused to believe her and said such a man doesn't exist but she was so adamant about you that a dam broke in me and I told Linda everything that happened in my marriage. When my husband and I got divorced, I was too ashamed to tell my sisters the real reason; I just said we grew apart and that wasn't a real lie. Linda forgave me for not telling her when I sobbed at the table. Then she made this recommendation about you and here I am. I know we'll have sex and I'm ready for it, Todd, for you as my sex therapist."
They had now a nice, liberating laugh together and then Todd was the one to ask questions.
"First, Carol, I need to know about your ex-husband's stamina and the size of his penis just to exclude this physical aspect. The size of his penis is only relevant if he is one of the men with an exceptionally small penis, four inches and less for example."
"I never measured him directly and he never said he measured himself but from comparison with some items in hand I came to the conclusion he was shy of six inches long and the thickness was plenty enough when he deflowered me. From various sources I learned his stamina of ten to fifteen minutes was good enough for a woman to cum. I adjusted my faked orgasms to it."
