Tuesday, April 22
"So basically what you're telling me is you guys aren't having sex anymore," Giselle said around a bite of Cobb salad, head tilted forward and a conspiratorial look on her face. She looked every bit the professional in her black pencil skirt, bright red silk top, and black heels. When she walked the halls of their office, most men and quite a few women could not help admiring her lean but curvy physique, including her sizable breasts and peach of an ass. Her makeup was perfect, with cat's eye liner and crimson lipstick that matched her blouse. Her dark pixie cut emphasized her high cheekbones and hazel eyes. Dangly onyx earrings completed her look. At five foot ten, she cut an imposing figure.
Giselle and Cody had been best friends since college and often had lunch together at a sidewalk cafe around the corner from their office. The food was good but the best part was being able to talk about anything without worrying about what coworkers might overhear.
"Not
never
," she said, blushing. She was beginning to regret bringing up the topic.
She swirled the straw in her iced tea and studied the rotating ice cubes while avoiding eye contact. A strand of blonde hair fell from behind her ear, which she tucked back into place. Looking up, her blue eyes studied Giselle. Cody wore a neat white blouse that downplayed her C cup breasts. Dark brown pants, gold stud earrings, a simple gold necklace, and sensible flats completed her outfit. Her shoulder-length hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Being petite and easygoing, Cody didn't exactly intimidate anyone.
"Okay, so how often?"
After tapping her nails on her teeth for a moment, thinking, Cody said, "Maybe once or twice a month?"
"Oh my god, you poor thing!" Giselle said. "I would pull my hair out if we didn't get busy at least twice a week, and we've got two kids! You don't have any! What's the issue, here? Trouble with Tom? Doesn't he look at you 'that way' anymore? I know you're both fit because you've shown me your vacation pictures, and you're both pretty hot, so that's not the issue."
"Twice a week? Really? Wow. How do you have time for it?"
"If you're motivated enough, you
make
time," Giselle said. "The kids sleep over at their grandparents at least once a week, for example, and even when they're home, once they're asleep they tend to sleep through the night. It's not that hard, really. So what's the deal with you two?"
"Oh, I don't know," Cody said, stabbing a slice of cucumber. Before taking a bite, she added, "Really -- and I hate to admit this -- I think the problem is with me."
"How so?"
"I guess I just don't want it the way I used to. I
want
to want it but I just don't think about it. Tom knows the kind of touches and dirty talk I like, so he can get me in the mood when he's horny and I don't have anything else on my mind, like my job for example. When we get into it, it's great and I enjoy it. A
lot
. I just don't think about it much, I guess."
"Do you cum? Does Tom get you off when you do have sex?"
Cody blushed again.
"Yeah, he does. Most of the time that means using toys but an orgasm's an orgasm, right?"
"Not for me," Giselle said, shaking her head. "Toys are great, don't get me wrong, but to me they're more of a 'me time' thing. Nothing like the rip-roaring orgasms I get when Mark's going down on me or taking me to pound town."
She paused.
"God, Cody, I'm getting wet just thinking about it," she said in a low, sexy voice.
"Giselle!" Cody said, laughing.
"Seriously though. Girl, you need to do something about this, ASAP."
Cody's lower lip extended in a slight pout.
"Like what?" she said.
Giselle put her right hand over Cody's left and leaned over the table.
"Look, everybody goes through dry spells. Life happens, okay? Don't beat yourself up about it. A couple of years after we had our first kid we went through something similar. I knew Mark wanted me but I just couldn't summon the enthusiasm I used to."
"What did you do?"
"Talked to my doctor about it. After my labs came back clear, she prescribed something called "vola-" -- no, that's not right. I'll look it up when I get home and text you the name. It helped a ton. Not an hour after taking that first pill, my libido was back with a vengeance. Mark had trouble keeping up with me sometimes. It just released something -- animalistic -- inside me. It was
awesome
."
"Really? I've never heard of anything like that."
"You haven't been paying attention. There are articles about it in all the women's magazines and web sites all the time with titles like "Unleash Your Sexual Power!" You been living under a rock or something?"
Cody sighed.
"I guess I just skip over stuff like that." She paused, staring into the distance. "It would feel so good to have that craving for Tom again," she said with a bit of sadness in her voice.
"Oh! And I didn't tell you the best part! You only have to take it for like a week or two for the effects to become permanent. It kind of resets your hormones or brain chemistry or something."
"Thanks, Gigi, I'll look into it. Now, tell me how the kids are doing."
***
A little after dinner that night, Cody's phone buzzed. Giselle sent her a text with the name of the drug. She added that Cody could probably get a prescription just by asking for it through her doctor's patient portal, no office visit needed if she'd had a recent check-up.
Later as they got into bed, Cody and Tom exchanged a quick peck on the lips before turning off the lights. She waited for him to doze off. When he started snoring, she slipped out from under the sheets and padded to her home office. After entering the request in her doctor's portal, she quietly returned to bed but could not sleep. She tingled in anticipation of the return of her desire for Tom and was surprised to find herself hiking up her nightgown. She slipped a hand to cover her mound, two fingers lightly touching her bud. The naughtiness of it made it more intense. After just a few minutes of stroking her wet clit, she came hard, arching her back and struggling to stifle her heavy breathing. She fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Friday, May 2
Cody packed up her belongings for her commute home, then took the pill bottle from her purse and took out one tablet. A paper cup of water sat on her desk. She held the pink pill in her hand, mildly amused to notice it was shaped like a vulva. She tried to summon the courage to take the thing.
"Cold feet?" Giselle said with a smile in her voice, startling her. Cody almost dropped the pill.
"Damn, Gigi," Cody said, clenching her fist around the tablet. "Whistle or clear your throat or something next time. You scared me half to death."
Giselle stood with a Cheshire Cat grin at the entrance of her cubicle, arms folded.
"Pro Tip," she said, "That thing will take about an hour to kick in. How long is your commute?"
"About forty-five minutes from the parking garage, give or take."
"Right. And how long does it take you to walk from here to the garage?"
"Ten, fifteen minutes," Cody said. "Why?"
"You're cutting it close, kiddo. Trust me, you do
not
want to be behind the wheel when that thing takes effect. You need to be safe at home, especially the first time."
" I thought I'd wait until the weekend to start. We don't have any plans, so I thought..."
"Makes sense, but seriously, you are not prepared for how you're gonna feel when it hits your system. I get chills just thinking about my first round. Why not pull over half-way through your commute and take it then?"
Giselle handed Cody a small bottle of water, no doubt filched from the office supply closet.
"Thanks, Gigi, that sounds like good advice. Any other pearls of wisdom you have to offer?"
"Really, just don't stress too much about this. Let it happen naturally. I'm betting Tom will be thrilled."
"I owe you. Seriously. My doc had nothing but good things to say about this stuff."
"Happy to help." She turned to go, then hesitated to add in a stage whisper, "I cannot
wait
for an update on Monday!"
Cody put the pill back in its bottle, packed up her belongings, and headed out.
***
Cody exited the Interstate at a rest stop with some relief with a touch of apprehension. Relief because it was nice to get out of the slow crawl of rush hour traffic even for just a couple of minutes but apprehension about what she was about to do and how it would affect her. Parking in a spot fairly distant from any other cars, she dug the bottle of water and the pills out of her purse. Unscrewing the cap on the water bottle and setting it into the center console of her ten-year-old Honda Civic, she tipped one of the pink pills into her palm, taking a deep breath to steel herself.
"This is it, Cody," she said, then popped the pill in her mouth and washed it down with the entire contents of the water bottle.
Shifting into reverse, she said with little enthusiasm, "Let the adventure begin."
***
Parking her gray car in front of their house, Cody grabbed her work bag and headed up the stone steps to their red brick home, built in the 1930s. She loved their neighborhood, which had so far escaped the proliferation of tall, skinny, gray houses and apartment buildings.
Halfway up the front steps of their house, Cody froze, gripping the handrail to keep from falling. She dropped her bags. An intense, tantalizing tingling radiated from her clit -- almost as though someone had applied a powerful vibrator to that sensitive area. She felt her nipples stiffen as prickling sensations crossed the skin of her breasts. Her panties were soaked from her juices.
"Whoa," she said, taking deep breaths and hanging onto the railing for dear life. After a few moments, she looked around to see if any of the neighbors had noticed her peculiar behavior. Luckily, no one was around. Shuddering, she picked up her bags and took the few final steps to the front door. Once inside, she threw her bags in a nearby chair and fell to her knees, panting. Because of Tom's slightly different schedule, she had the house to herself for at least the next hour. Time to get her shit together.
The tingling had relented a little, allowing her to concentrate enough to rummage through her purse and retrieve her phone. She called Gigi.
"Hey Cody. How's it going?"
Cody could tell she was on speakerphone in Giselle's Jaguar. She gulped a couple of times before saying anything.
"Before I go on, is there anyone else in the car with you?"
