Sex Drive Cure Ch. 01

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?"

"Nope. Just me and my tunes. What's on your mind?"

"What the fucking fuck have you gotten me into?"

"A place I've mentioned before, love. Enjoy the ride."

"What place?"

Giselle laughed.

"Why Pound Town, of course!"

"But Tom's not home for another hour! I feel like I'm gonna explode if I don't cum like ten minutes ago!" she said with increasing panic as her horniness grew. "What am I going to do?"

"Hey. Cody. Remember, I've been in your shoes. It's going to be okay. Trust me, alright?"

"Yeah. Okay," she said, panting harder. "But I can't stand this."

"You said you had sex toys, right? Use 'em to get by until hubby gets home."

"BUT HE'LL CATCH ME MASTURBATING!"

"Wait. You've never masturbated in front of each other?"

"NO! WHY WOULD ANYBODY DO THAT?"

"Let's table that question for now, okay? Seriously, get your favorite toy and go crazy with it. If he's like most men, Tom will be over the moon when he finds you enjoying yourself."

"You are fucking kidding me."

"Cody, I love you like a sister, which is why I'm hanging up now so you can take care of yourself. Don't forget to grab a few towels on the way to the bedroom. Things might get messy. And I don't want to hear from you again until Monday. Got it?"

"Okay. Thanks, Gigi."

"Great. Best to Tom and have a glorious weekend! Talk to you Monday!"

***

Trembling, Cody made her way to the kitchen, where she downed a few glasses of water. She grabbed towels from the linen closet and dragged herself to the bedroom, where she set her phone on the bedside table.

Rummaging through the bottom drawer of the bedside table where they kept their sex toys, Cody was embarrassed to discover herself drooling. She finally found the clitoral stimulator, a small, pink, comma-shaped object with a soft circular protrusion that fit over her clitoris. When activated, it mimicked expert oral sex. That thing always sent her over the edge.

She wiped her mouth with her sleeve, tossed the toy and towels on the bed, and undressed in a panic of need. Knowing that her cunt was running like a faucet, she put two towels on the bed. After applying a dab of lube to the business end of the toy, she lay down and switched it on. Taking a deep breath, she applied it to her nubbin. She came hard, crying and thrashing in pleasure, then to her surprise she came again. Then again, eventually losing count of her orgasms.

She vaguely realized her phone was ringing. Reluctantly switching off the toy, she dried her hands on the towels and picked up the phone. It was Tom, calling from his cell. She answered.

"Tom. Hi," she said in as calm a voice as she could muster. Her throat felt a bit ragged from all the moaning and yelling she'd been doing.

"Hey, Cody. You all right? Your voice sounds a little off."

"I'm okay," she said. "Better than okay. Maybe it's the pollen or something."

"Okay, good," Tom said. "Hey, I'm going to be a little late. Mr. Marshall -- you've met him, he's one of the firm's partners -- asked me about a project I'm working on and I need maybe thirty minutes to an hour to put together a presentation for him. If we get this contract, it'll make the company a lot of money. It's a chance for me to make some waves here."

Cody screamed inside. At least another hour before she could feel his big, thick cock filling her?

"God, work is a pain," she said, voice quavering, "Isn't it?"

"You got that right."

"Listen, Tom, before I let you go I need to tell you something."

She stifled a giggle, realizing that what she just said could be interpreted as a portent of bad news.

"And what's that?" he asked in a clipped tone, all attention.

Again she held back a laugh, knowing that voice meant he was prepared for the worst. Divorce. A break. That she was cheating on him. Something bad.

"Tom Rance, I am so fucking horny for your big dick inside of me. The longer you make me wait, the hornier I am going to be when you get home, so get that work done as fast as you can. I will not be responsible for my actions if you're too slow getting home."

There was a long pause from Tom's end.

"Where is my wife and what have you done with her?" he asked at long last, with a laugh.

"I am right here, making do with our toys," she said. "And if you hear screaming when you come in the door, that's just me pleasuring myself as a poor substitute for your hard, thick cock. Hurry, love. I need you."

She hung up the phone before he could respond, more aroused than ever, and got off the bed to root around in their toy drawer.

***

Cody gasped when she found the set of shiny stainless steel butt plugs with blue sparkling disks in their flared bases. They all looked huge but while previously they seemed demeaning and awful, now she could not wait to get one of them inside her backside. She lay back on the bed again and bent her legs, bringing her knees up, almost touching her breasts. Lubing her index finger, she slid it into her anus, moaning at the sensation. She lubed up the smallest plug and slid it in. It was unsatisfactory -- too small. She could barely feel it. The medium-sized one was more challenging to insert but satisfying once it was fully inserted. She moaned at the fullness she felt in her ass.

Now for something in her vagina. Something big, preferably vibrating. Walking gingerly to the bathroom, feeling the butt plug moving inside her as she walked, she washed her hands, then made her way back to the toy drawer.

She'd always enjoyed the clear glass dildo. It was not quite Tom's size, with a distinct mushroom head and a spiral of blue circling from head to base. She knew it had to be warmed up, taking extra time, but she did not enjoy cold toys. Rubbing herself with one hand, she put the dildo in the sink and filled it with warm water. After a few minutes she extracted the glass dildo and dried it with a towel.

Flopping down on the bed, she lubed up the glass toy and slowly slid it inside her. She moaned. She turned on the clit vibe and applied it to her nub while sliding the dildo in and out of her sopping cunt. She loved feeling so full, back and front. A series of overpowering orgasms overcame her again and again as she cried out her pleasure. Her ass and cunt clenched around the toys.

***

Tom heard her shouts of pleasure as he approached the front door. Having been warned, he was only mildly concerned as he let himself in.

As he entered the bedroom, the sight of his naked, amazingly attractive wife on the bed, bucking and twitching with pleasure brought his dick to full hardness. He ripped off his clothes as fast as he could, his eyes glued to her. She did not notice he was there until he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hi," he said, "Damn, you look hot right now."

Embarrassed, she tossed the clit vibe aside and removed the glass dildo from her cunt.

"Thank god you're here," she said. "I need your hard dick. Like now."

"What's going on, Cody?" he asked.

"Fuck now, talk later," she said. "I'll tell you everything."

He climbed up onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs. She moaned.

Looking up at him, she gasped, "Just fucking fuck me!"

Lining up his cock head with her slit, he teased her by using his hand to slide it up and down a few times. She cried out in frustration.

"Fuck me, dammit! I need your cock in my cunt NOW!"

While usually she needed plenty of lube and a few shallow thrusts to get her accustomed to his length and girth, he found he could slide in balls-deep with one go. They both grunted as he bottomed out inside her. He began a series of slow plunges inside her.

"Faster," she said, raising her hips to meet his cock.

He sped up his pace, enjoying seeing her boobs bounce with each cycle. They locked eyes as she reached orgasm, twitching and clawing at the sheets.

"Oh god, Tom, yes yes yes. Oh FUCK yeah!"

Her climax sent him over the edge, spraying his seed inside her as he cried out.

They fell apart, both panting with exertion.

Cody wrapped her body around his, holding him tight, her nose in his armpit, breathing in his animal scent.

"God you're good," Tom said. "What brought this on?"

"I'll tell you after dinner, my dearest love. I'm starving and I don't have the energy to make sense after all the orgasms I've had this afternoon. Okay?"

"Sure, if you say so," he said with a puzzled look.

A sly look crossed her face.

"I have another surprise," she said. "Have a look at this."

Turning away from Tom, she got on her knees. Resting her shoulders on the bed, she reached back, spreading her ass cheeks to reveal the butt plug, its cute little gem shimmering as her ass puckered around it.

"Damn, Cody, that is hot. What's gotten into you?"

"After we eat. I promise. First, I need to get this thing out of my butt. It's been in there a while."

"Let me," Tom said, his voice a little husky.

"Really?"

"I think that would be incredibly sexy."

She shuddered in pleasure as she felt his warm fingers grasp the plug. He tugged on it with care, extracting it slowly. She moaned louder, having a small orgasm as the widest part passed her anal ring. Once it was out, she flopped on her side and watched Tom carry the plug to the bathroom to clean it with soapy water.

When he returned, he said, "Oh, yeah, that was fucking sexy" and gave one of her ass cheeks a light slap. She giggled.

"Get dressed and join me for dinner," he said, leaving the room. "I picked up a few things on the way home. On the phone, you didn't sound like you were up to cooking."

***

Tom had stopped on the way home to pick up a rotisserie chicken and a few sides. Even though it was technically Cody's turn to make dinner, she hadn't sounded like herself on the phone. He opened the packages, put the food on plates, and carried them to the kitchen table.

Cody came downstairs wearing jeans and a sleeveless pink blouse.

"Hi again," she said.

"Hello yourself. Have a seat. It's almost ready."

She examined the contents of the grocery bags.

"What? Are you the TSA all of a sudden?"

"Cough syrup?" she asked, holding the bottle.

"Your voice sounded kind of rough when you called. I thought you might need it."

"Aw, that's sweet. Thank you."

She hugged him from behind then took her place at the table.

Setting down Cody's plate, he said, "Sounds like you had an interesting afternoon."

She smiled, taking a bite of pasta salad.

"You've no idea," she said, still chewing. Swallowing, she added, "That was sweet of you to get dinner on my night to cook. I am famished."

"My pleasure," he said, slicing a piece of chicken breast. "You sounded like you needed a treat. Now I know you already had a treat but definitely needed food. Did you spend the entire time after my call getting yourself off?"

She bit into a chicken leg and nodded, eyes down.

"Yeah, I did," she said. "It was amazing!"

"Understand that I don't think you have anything to be embarrassed about," he said. "This is just not your usual behavior. What's going on, hon?"

She cleared her throat and took a sip of wine.

"Okay, a while back I was having lunch with Giselle -- "

Tom laughed.

"Of course Gigi's got her fingers in this -- but keep going."

"Anyway, I was talking to Gigi at lunch and sex came up -- as it sometimes does -- and she started asking about how often we had sex. She was shocked. Turns out, she and Mark had a rough patch sexually about a year and a half ago. Her doctor recommended this drug that kind of kick-starts sexual desire. She said it was a game-changer for them. I asked my doctor, who agreed it was a good idea, and now here we are."

"Makes sense. Would have been nice to talk about it first, but it's also not like we have to have a conversation every time one of us has a headache and wants to take an aspirin."

"Okay, fair enough. I haven't been happy with our sex life for a long time -- I mean, sex with you is great when we have it but I just haven't wanted it as much as you for months. I felt like a dried-up old lady with no sex drive."

He laughed.

"When have I shown impatience about that? I figured it was just a phase, hormones or something, and you'd get past it -- which you certainly seem to have. Also, your mid-thirties is a bit early to consider yourself 'a dried-up old lady' if you ask me. Anyway, I've compensated by getting more creative with my masturbation techniques while I waited for you to come around."

"Your WHAT!?" she said. She hadn't realized he masturbated at all.

"I'll tell you about that another time. Let's stick to the point, which is that I got this cryptic phone call from you and then came home to find you having the time of your life masturbating because you've started taking this new medicine. Have I got the main points right?"

She smiled.

"Pretty much covers it."

"When did you start taking it?"

"Today, on my way home."

"Huh," he said.

"Honestly, I didn't expect the effects to be so drastic but so far it's been incredibly fun."

"Wow, love, I don't know where to start. I had such a good time with you. Is this something you can control? Are you just stuck in hyper-nympho mode forever or is this going to taper off?"

"The first two -- maybe three -- days are supposed to be the most intense," she said. "I mean, you know Gigi -- she's not exactly humping light poles these days. But at the same time, it kind of re-wires my hormones so my libido won't completely disappear."

"Huh. So we should make the most of this weekend and maybe Monday too?"

She ruffled his hair.

"That was my thought. It's why I decided to start on a Friday afternoon when my period's not due. I mean, I picked up the prescription Wednesday."

"Nice," he said. "You went to all this trouble to try to please me in bed and I thought you were amazing before."

"Really?" she said, frowning in consternation. "I thought I was a complete failure in that department."

"Come on, Cody," Tom said. "Sure, I would have liked to fuck you more often and in more different positions but I've looked up the statistics and we were doing a lot better than many people our age. We're just such a good team in every other part of our life together. I love you so much, I trust your love, and I just want you to be happy."

Tears brimmed in Cody's eyes.

"That's what I wanted," she said. "That's why I tried this thing. I wanted to make you happy."

"I've always been happy with you. Listen, there's this podcast guy I used to follow who talked about 'The Price of Admission', meaning the stuff you're willing to deal with in a relationship because everything else is great. But every relationship has problems sometimes. I don't want sex with strangers and I don't want the complications that go with an affair, which would include lying to you. I want you. Only you. We fit together so well."

He laughed.

"Especially tonight," he said.

"Can you keep up with me?" she asked. " Seems like your little soldier would get exhausted."

"You're not the only one with a prescription," he said, "I have a stash, just in case."

"Boner pills?" she asked, surprised.

"Oh, yeah," he said. "I wasn't going to let opportunities like this pass me by, you know?"

"Why do you have boner pills? We've been having sex three times a month, tops. You're not old enough to need that."

Tom smirked.

"They enhance the intensity of masturbation, love."

Cody's jaw dropped.

"I need to know more about this," she said.

"Once we get you through Monday, I will tell you everything. Even show you some stuff. Until then, let's enjoy what you're experiencing. Deal?"

"Deal."

They shook hands laughing, and then kissed.

***

They turned off the lights and ascended the stairs hand-in-hand. Her pussy was clamoring for attention from smelling his body and feeling his hand in hers. She tingled all over.

They hurried to undress and climbed into bed, both panting in anticipation.

"What is your desire, love?" he asked.

"Just fuck me," she said, lying on her back. "Stuff me full. Fill me with your cum."

He grunted as he mounted her and slid his cock into her. She grabbed his neck and pulled him down until they were kissing hard, her hands wandering over his back.

"Grab my butt and fuck me slow," she whispered in his ear. "Make me crazy. Make me beg."

He reached under her with his hands, squeezing her ass as he slid in and out of her as slow as he could stand it.

"Oh god that is so good, Tom," she said.

At first, she was content to have him plow her at a relaxed pace but her need grew to have him pummel her pussy.

"Use me," she whispered in his ear. "Fuck me so hard I can't stand it."

Despite her increasing protestations to go faster, she had asked for him to go slow and he intended to take his time bringing himself to orgasm.

"Fuck me faster, you bastard!" she shouted as he maintained a steady rhythm in and out.

He felt her cunt gripping him tighter and tighter.

"You like this, don't you?" he asked as she panted beneath him.

"Yes! But I want you to fuck me hard and fast!"

He kissed her, their tongues entwined.

"I'm driving," he said, grinning. "I intend to take my time."

"Noooo!" she moaned, tossing her head. "Pump me hard!"

"Maybe," he said, holding his pace steady. "If you ask nicely."

She came hard around him, her pussy grabbing him and her hips bucking as he fucked her slow.

"Aaagh! Dammit!" she cried as his slow onslaught continued.

He laughed.

"This. Is. Awesome," he said as she climaxed again loudly..

After she'd had a half-dozen orgasms and was drooling and begging him to ram into her, he knew he was very close to cumming. He nibbled her ear and said, "I guess you've had enough, huh?"

With glazed eyes, she said, "Please?"

Ramming into her as hard and fast as he could, he heard her shout in joy. Fucking her hard, he felt his cum rising through his cock and finally spewing forth, filling her as he came.

FUCK, FUCK, DAMMIT, CODY! I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH!" he cried.

He fell atop her, his still-stiff cock inside her. As his cock gradually slowly grew flaccid, he kept pumping into her until it fell out of her cunt, leaving him twitching with aftershocks from his intense orgasm.

Both panting with exertion, they clasped each other tight, kissing hard -- the last thing either of them remembered that night.