The call came as Grey was at home. It was half-past nine, which meant that she was clearly more addicted to the oils than he could have possibly hoped for. Karen was in a call box outside her home, in floods of tears. She told him that the oil had faded quickly and that she needed, really needed, to see him tonight to get some more.
“My skin is crawling, Doctor Grey, and I am really scared. Simon is beside himself with worry and the kids are terrified!”
“It’s ok Karen, I’ve got your address and I will be over in 20 minutes.”
She was pathetically grateful to him and he wallowed in it. Now was his chance to meet and evaluate the family scenario, probe for weaknesses and plan his attack.
Grey arrived at the house and was greeted by Simon. He was a well-built and good-looking man, clearly another who had aged with grace.
“Simon, where is Karen please?”
“Upstairs on the bed with the kids.”
Grey allowed Simon to show him the way and entered the bedroom. From two such handsome parents had come two really beautiful daughters who, clearly, followed their mother to the gym on a regular basis. Grey mentally undressed them both as he began to check on their mother.
“I think Karen and I need to talk alone for a second please. Could I ask you all to wait downstairs?”
The family left as Grey sat on the edge of the bed.
“Karen, I think you are suffering from an extreme mental reaction to something here in the house. You are fine when you are with me but this is twice in two days you have had these breakdowns when at home. What were you doing just before you began to feel like this?”
“I was with Simon, in here, watching TV. The kids were downstairs playing a video game.”
“I think we need to have a quick session tonight to see if we can figure out why. Here is a little more oil to help calm you a bit.”
He gave her a handkerchief and she swallowed down the scent like a soul that is gasping for air. The relief was incredible and she felt high, loved and at peace all at once. She rested back on the bed and closed her eyes.
“I presume it’s safe to say your vagina needs lubricating?”
Karen laughed despite herself. It was no longer a question she feared but it was still odd to hear it said in such a matter-of-fact manner.
“Yes, it’s not been the most erotic of evenings and I could do with a chance to talk to you properly.”
“I have some of the gel with me. I want you to go into the bathroom and lubricate yourself again, though it’s probably best if you bring your panties back here in case the kids found them on the floor.”
Karen got up took the handkerchief and the gel to the bathroom. Grey knew it would take at least 5 minutes for her to apply the gel and return, which gave him the chance to look around a little.
He looked in the drawers and found a stash of old love-letters from Karen to Simon. He sped read a few and thrilled at how he was about to destroy the inner-sense of innocence that filled each and every page. He also found, in Karen’s underwear drawer, an 8-inch dildo that instinct told him she kept a secret from Simon.
Simon had secrets too, unless Karen had approved of the collection of porn magazines he had hidden in his closet. Karen was not the spanking type, Grey concluded, yet every one of the magazines featured it exclusively. It had been a decent initial hunt.
Grey returned to the bed and waited for Karen to return. She had her panties bunched into her left hand and then slipped them under the covers of the bed when she thought she was unobserved. Grey had little interest to see what he already had today, at least in the clothing line.
“Karen, your family are going to be worried. I am going to go talk with them for about 40 minutes, just to give them a background and reassure them that all this is temporary. I want you to lie here, take inhalations as needed, and relax with your eyes closed. Ok?”
“Ok Doctor Grey and thank you so much for coming here tonight.”
I haven’t cum yet, he thought, but the night is early.
Grey went downstairs and talked to the family. By the time he was finished he had made them believe she was suffering from mental collapse, due to some trauma that he was going to help eliminate. He came over as every-inch the professional man and they held onto his every word as if it were sacred.
After 45 minutes Grey knew that the gel would be working. He excused himself and said that he was going to have a short session with Karen, laughing internally at the double entendre, and that they were not to be disturbed.
He entered the bedroom again and closed the door. Karen was lying on top of the covers, breathing her freedom away with every inhalation, looking like an angel.
Inside her mind, however, Karen was anything but peaceful. Yet again she had felt a massive arousal and tightening just a few minutes ago, it surely could not be in anticipation of the therapy session could it? That was absurd as she only had eyes for Simon, even if Doctor Grey was a distinguished man. Her thoughts calmed as Grey sat on the edge of the bed.
“I am more and more convinced, Karen, that this problem is of a sexual nature. I want to talk over your sexual life a bit more.”
“Ok, ask me anything”
“Is this your side of the bed?”
“Yes”
“Do you ever use a dildo or vibrator to pleasure yourself when Simon is away?”
Karen hesitated to share her secret but then relented.
“Yes, I have a dildo in the drawer over there. Simon does not know about it because he would feel hurt, you know with me getting pleasure out of anything but him. It’s a white lie but a necessary one, Doctor Grey, because he is away on business so often.”
“Bring it to show me please.”
Karen got up, fetched the dildo and gave it to Grey. She then lay back and closed her eyes anew.
“Does Simon have an 8-inch penis?”
She was going to ask why it was relevant but, of course, if Doctor Grey thought it was then it clearly was.
“Yes, I got that to exactly match his thickness and length. As I say I wanted it to help me be with him, not to replace him in even the slightest way.”
Grey knew now that he held Simon’s cock in his hands and the imagery appealed. He had this guy by the balls, if he only knew it, and he was going to crush them slowly and painfully. Grey placed the dildo beside him on the bed.
“I want to talk about body-image now Karen. How attractive do you find your physical appearance?”
