The Fear of Flying Ch. 08

Monday

Four days passed. The gift-wrapped package sitting on the side in their bedroom just lay where it was looking at Harry every time he walked past. He was hugely excited by the thought of it and wondered if Olivia was having similar thoughts. He decided after a couple of days to save himself for the big night -- the night when Olivia was ready for them to open the package and when they would make love with the help of what was inside.

It was Monday evening after dinner when Olivia came up to Harry, hugged and kissed him.

"Harry, would you please make love to me tonight?"

Harry's heart missed a beat but he decided to feign disinterest.

"Well, I could do I suppose. If you really want to. Not really bothered...."

"Cheeky," Olivia replied. "I know you want to really. Give me 15 minutes and I will sort our bedroom out. And make myself look a bit more attractive too. We've waited most of the week for this and we should make it a special evening, shouldn't we?"

When Harry went upstairs he could see that Olivia had indeed made their bedroom look nice. She had found some candles they kept in a drawer and, now lit and gently flickering, they provided the only illumination in the room. Harry also noticed that their package had been put in the middle of the bed ready for them to open it.

Olivia was wearing her thin dressing gown and, as Harry approached, she removed it. Underneath she was wearing a thin camisole top in yellow and white and, below, a pair of yellow panties with lace edging. And Harry could tell that she had put on some make up and tidied her hair. She looked amazing and, he thought, very alluring and very sexy.

"You look beautiful, as always. Sometimes I can't believe how lucky I am."

Olivia advanced towards Harry, put her hands on his shoulders and kissed him fully on the mouth.

"Thank you for the compliment. You'd better get undressed," Olivia said.

She got into their bed and watched as her husband discarded his clothes, eventually joining her wearing only his briefs. After a brief hug and a kiss Olivia spoke.

"I guess we should open our parcel."

"I think we should," Harry replied. "But, I'm sorry Darling, I'm quite nervous now."

"That's okay. Because I'm nervous too. Tell me what you are nervous about."

"Well I know you asked me to buy it but I chose the toy, didn't I?" Harry said. "I'm worried that you won't like it, thing it's too big, too small, rather gross, not the right kind of thing...."

"That's okay, don't worry," Olivia said reassuringly.

"Why are you nervous about it?" Harry now asked.

"I'm worried that I made a mistake asking you to buy it, that I won't like the feeling of it, that it could be a complete waste of money."

The two lovers looked at each other and then started laughing at the same time.

"We are hopeless, aren't we?" Olivia said eventually. "The point is that we do love each other, don't we?"

"We do. So whatever happens we'll be fine. Give me a kiss and then we'll just open it."

A few seconds later Olivia had started unwrapping the package. Inside the outer box she found two smaller boxes and first she pulled out the larger one with the vibrator in it. She looked nervous as she removed it from its packaging, before holding it up in the air for Harry to see it.

"So this is our Magic Wand. You did well Harry, it looks like fun," she said. "Not too big or intimidating, which is what I was worried about. And I see we get a pretty little bag to keep it in. Well done Husband."

Harry took hold of the Wand. He was also impressed. It was made of soft silicon, slightly curved and at the end it came to a rounded point. And at the other end, the flat end, there were two little buttons.

Harry reached in his bedside drawer for the batteries. Olivia unscrewed the bottom of the Wand and inserted one of them after checking which way round it was meant to go.

The instructions told them that one of the buttons switched the vibrator on and off, as well as controlling the intensity. The other button purported to deliver some kind of pulsing motion.

Olivia switched the vibrator on and immediately smiled at the effect on her hand. It was very quiet at the lowest setting and only made a gentle hum at the highest intensity.

"Where do we start?" Olvia asked.

"We start by just cuddling like we normally do. I think we need to get in the mood first," Harry replied, taking the Wand from his wife and putting it to one side. "I fancy you to death and for the moment I just want to hold you."

They kissed and hugged and caressed, their excitement gently building. The bed covers were soon discarded so that they could properly touch each other's bodies. Harry squeezed Olivia's breasts through the thin material of the camisole, after which she sat up so that he could remove it. He revelled in the shape and feel of her, kissing and gently squeezing her nipples.

Now it was Olivia's turn to take the lead. She rubbed the front of Harry's briefs, deliberately squeezing and playing with the hardness inside. At that point she reached for their new toy, switching it on and then rubbing it up and down the covered length of his erection.

"That feels nice," Harry said. "But I thought the toy was for you?"

"There's plenty of time for me," Olivia replied. "I've got to have some fun too," she said as she pulled back the top of Harry's briefs and pushed the Wand down inside. She squeezed the whole area, laughing as she did so.

The good news, Harry thought, is that Olivia is very relaxed and having fun. The not-so-good news is that if I leave the wand where it is I'm going to get way too excited way too quickly.

He quickly pulled his briefs down his legs and removed them completely. He sat up, grabbed the Wand from where it had fallen on the bed, turned it off and turned his attentions to the beautiful woman beside him.

Olivia had laid down on her back, her blonde hair framing her smiling face. She looked amazing and Harry bent down to kiss her.

"Have I ever told you I love you?" he asked.

"I don't think you ever have," Olivia replied, simultaneously lying and smiling. "Why don't you show me how much you love me by touching me nicely?"

Harry used the fingertips of two hands to start an exploration of his wife's body. He took his time, spending much longer than necessary on the area of her breasts. Then his exploration took him down towards her slim waist.

This is what's different now, Harry thought. So different from how Olivia used to behave before her hypnosis sessions. Previously, when he had touched her like this, she would have kept her legs close together.

Now, as Harry's fingertips reached Olivia's belly button, she voluntarily opened her legs wide to give him access. Harry leant forward slightly to take in a close-up view of the thin yellow panties covering the area of her body that he craved so much.

His wife was gorgeous and she was giving him, only him, her body for him to touch. Soon he would remove the last item of clothing and would be able to explore her at will. He would be able to penetrate her, indeed he knew that she would want him to penetrate her. And if that wasn't enough to look forward to, he knew that she would be looking to pleasure him.

He had to do everything he could to keep this perfect person in his life and to keep her happy. Which brought his thoughts straight back to the objective of giving her a long-overdue orgasm.

With his mind back on the job in hand he reached for the Wand and switched it on. He saw Olivia smile as he approached her with the toy, aiming first for one of her breasts. He touched the tip of the wand briefly against her nipple and Olivia squirmed, moving her body away. He repeated the exercise with her other nipple, leaving the tip in place just a second longer this time. Again she moved away slightly.

"That feels a bit weird," Olivia said, sounding worried. "I'm not sure about this Harry."

Her husband was concerned but decided to persevere. He moved the wand down to the front of her panties and let it travel down between her legs using the faintest of pressure against the thin material.

Olivia's reaction was almost instantaneous. Again she squirmed but this time her movement was different. Instead of pulling away she was deliberately moving her body to press against the persistent tip of the toy.

"Mmmm....," she murmured. "That's better."

Harry was relieved and encouraged by the positive feedback. He pressed harder with the tip of the Wand against the fabric of the panties. He also widened the range of movement, sometimes taking it onto the bare skin on either side but aways returning to her sensitive centre.

Olivia now had her eyes closed, concentrating. Her movements to accentuate the sensations she was feeling had now taken on a sense of urgency.

It was then that Harry noticed other tell-tale signs of his wife's mounting excitement. A small part of her panties had become darker and now for the first time he noticed a sweet feminine, intimate aroma. Both could only have originated from one place.

And Harry wanted to see that place, to taste it, to touch it, to enjoy it. With his spare hand he deftly lifted one lace edge of the yellow material. The next time the toy's journey took it onto the bare skin at the top of Olivia's thigh its return journey took it directly inside the layer of fabric, deliberately targeted by Harry so that it would be touching his wife's most sensitive spot.

Olivia was taken by surprise. "Oh God, that's good," she gasped.

The need for stealth now gone, Harry pulled back the material of his wife's panties.

He had never seen that part of his wife so obviously aroused. The view was exciting, intoxicating. Inviting. Now that he could see what he was doing he spent a minute deliberately targeting the tip of the vibrating toy in a way that he thought -- he hoped - would maximise his wife's pleasure.

He took the Wand down to the moist entrance to her vagina, teasing her by pushing it slightly inside, then he moved it back up to the area of her clitoris. He was doing something right because Olivia was now letting out little gasps of pleasure and flexing her body to make it feel good.

Harry needed his wife naked. He stopped what he was doing and put the toy to one side, deliberately leaving it running to indicate that he hadn't finished. He moved quickly to remove Olivia's underwear, pulling at the panties with one hand which was all he needed because Olivia helped him by pulling them down over her own knees and feet.

"I want to taste you," Harry said urgently, moving between her now open legs.

"I know you do. It's what I want you to do," Olivia said. She planted her feet and raised her hips high off the bed, angling her body to bring her pussy as close as possible to her husband's face.

Harry was stunned. She had never ever offered her body to him like this before and, under normal circumstances, he would have taken his time to enjoy her more slowly. But these were far from normal circumstances. His amazing sexy wife was now on the way to a long-awaited climax and he had responsibilities.

He allowed himself and his tongue one slow, glorious, bottom-to-top traverse of his wife's perfect pussy, savouring the intimacy and the oh-so-sweet taste. But then he put the tongue to work, making it rigid so that he could delve deep into Olivia's intimate lips, moving quickly and with intent over the whole area. The noises from his wife showed that he was giving her the attention that she wanted, backed up by the movements of her body.

Harry was just about to reach again for the Wand when Olivia suddenly pulled away.

"I'm being greedy Darling," she said. "I've hardly touched you at all. Come here. I've got a plan."

If there was one thing Harry had learnt in the last four weeks of glorious sex, it was to trust his wife when she said she had a plan.

Olivia was now lying on her left side and she motioned for her lover to lie down close behind her. She raised her right leg in the air and reached down between her legs to take hold of his stiff penis, using it to rub herself for a few seconds before letting go. Harry was so hard that, now without her help, he continued to achieve a similar pressure backwards and forwards against the slick lips of her pussy.

Olivia had let go of him because she needed her right hand for another purpose. She reached out for the vibrator and Harry was vaguely aware of her trying to press one of its buttons.

Now her plan became clear and to help her he angled his hips so that his penis slipped inside her. He cried out at the instant pleasure it gave him.

How was it possible for her body to be so excited, so slippery, but yet feel so tight around his erection?

Harry now realised that Olivia had moved the vibrating Wand to where she wanted it most.

"Don't move too quickly Darling," Olivia pleaded. "Let me concentrate."

Harry was happy to oblige. He kept quite still, only occasionally making slow movements in and out of his wife. It felt amazing and he was enjoying the way that his hands could roam wherever he wanted them to over the front of Olivia's body.

From time to time he could feel the vibrations of the Wand as Olivia brought it down to the entrance to her vagina. Otherwise it was clear that her main focus was higher up on her clitoris. Her gasps of pleasure were becoming more intense and at time she seemed to be struggling for breath.

"I think I'm going to come," she cried. "Keep doing that. If feels so good."

Harry was so proud of his wife and desperately wanted her to achieve her goal. He concentrated hard on his part of the bargain, determined not to come too early and spoil Olivia's fun.

He needn't have worried. In just a few seconds his wife's body started to tense and then shake. She let out several small screams as he felt the movements of her body turn into convulsions.

He felt his penis being alternately squeezed and released, a feeling that involuntarily caused him to come. As he did so Olivia's body shook so much that it caused his penis to slide out of her, resulting in him being sure that some of his cum had ended up not inside Olivia but either on her or on the sheet beneath them.

To Harry it seemed like the most erotic and intense sexual feeling he had ever experienced. Like nothing he had ever imagined.

It took Olivia some seconds to stop shaking and to get her breath back. Eventually she pulled away from her husband and turned around.

"We did it," she exclaimed. "You beautiful man. That was so... intense."

Olivia kissed him several times, fully on the lips. She seemed so happy.

"It felt great for me too," Harry replied. "It's a bit messy down there. I'm sorry."

"You've got nothing to apologise for. You were amazing. Such a sexy feeling. I only hope you can remember what you did so that you can do it again. And again. And again."

Tuesday

The following day Olivia seemed to be in a good mood all day. She said that she had slept remarkably well. Every time she as much as saw Harry she gave him a deep kiss and just smiled at him.

Harry was delighted that his wife was so happy and was pleased with himself that he had bought the right kind of toy to bring Olivia to orgasm. And he was, of course, still stunned at the improvement in his and their sex life.

But he continued to look forward to the missing part of his sex life being filled -- the oral sex bit. He kept imagining how amazing things would be if Olivia's new found enthusiasm for sex could be directed towards the one thing he wanted most of all.

But there was hope because Olivia's postponed session -- the last one -- with Doctor Hughes was coming up the day after tomorrow, Thursday.