The Fear of Flying Ch. 09

Thursday

So far Harry had not enjoyed his day. One of his clients was being impossibly difficult over the terms of a contract and he had been unable to get any constructive help from his company's inhouse lawyers. And then he had been told that, in a couple of weeks time, he would have to spend Monday to Friday in the Paris office of another client. Normally he rather enjoyed business travel but the trip meant that he would miss a planned evening out with an old group of friends. And it would also mean most of the week away from Olivia and the new, amazing sex they were enjoying together.

Harry told Olivia about his upcoming business trip over their evening meal. As usual she was empathetic and supportive but Harry got the impression that she was also disappointed that he was going to be away from home for so long.

"So how did your last appointment with Doctor Hughes go today?" Harry asked as he suddenly remembered what his wife had been up to that day.

"Oh, you know," said Olivia. "Same as before really. He put me to sleep, I remember absolutely nothing and then suddenly I'm awake again. 40 minutes of my life has disappeared. But the most interesting part today was the conversation beforehand."

"Why was that?"

"Because I told him that since I started the course of treatment with him to get over my fear of flying there has been a significant change to my sex life."

Harry nearly spluttered over his forkful of food. He hadn't expected this course of events and suddenly panicked that Doctor Hughes may have told Olivia about their side agreement. But Harry just managed to hold his nerve.

"I didn't know you were going to talk to him about that. I didn't even know you had made the connection. What did he say?"

"You must have thought about the connection as well. Anyway, Doctor Hughes said that he had had other patients also report an impact on their sex lives. He's unclear why it happens but he thinks that there must be something going on in the same part of the patient's mind. And then he asked me if the change was positive or negative and how I felt about it."

"And what did you say to that?" Harry said, now hugely relieved that he hadn't been found out.

Olivia smiled, lowered her voice and looked straight at Harry.

"What I told him, darling husband, was that I am delighted. That for the first time in my life I am enjoying having sex, that we are much closer together as a couple because we are having more fun in bed -- and in other places - than I ever thought possible, and that you are now going around with a permanent smile on your face."

"Is that last bit about me true?"

"It absolutely is."

Now it was Harry's turn to smile.

"So what did he say to all that?"

"He rightly pointed out that I still had one hypnosis session to go, so I told him not to waste any more time but to get on with it as soon as possible."

"Good answer."

"There is one thing that I didn't tell Doctor Hughes."

"And what's that?"

"That now I've started enjoying sex for the first time it turns out that my gorgeous hunk of a husband is really good at it."

Harry smiled. Like all men he enjoyed receiving compliments, especially when they came from a beautiful sexy woman like the one he was married to.

He knew that Olivia wouldn't be in the right mood to make love tonight. After her previous hypnosis sessions she had been tired in the evenings and had gone to bed early. Tonight would be no different.

In fact the evening didn't turn out as Harry was expecting. They ended up watching a movie they had recorded from the TV and, to his surprise, Olivia didn't fall asleep. Once the movie had finished they packed up and went off to bed as normal.

Fifteen minutes later they were lying in their big comfy bed, both quietly reading their current novels. Without warning Olivia quickly pulled back the duvet on her side and started to walk around the bed to Harry's side. She took Harry's book from his hands, put it on his bedside table and then switched off his light. She then returned to her side of the bed and switched off her own light.

Harry was intrigued by this turn of events and didn't know what to make of it. He was still sitting up against his pillows in a bedroom that was now totally dark. But he was then very pleased to hear a noise from Olivia's side of the bed. It was the unmistakeable noise of her removing her nightwear. The next thing he felt was a slim, lithe, ever-moving, naked body snuggling up against him.

"This is a nice surprise," he said.

"Sorry about this. But my novel is rather sexy and it got me a bit excited," Olivia replied. "Now shuffle down the bed a bit but then stay still or we are going to bang into each other in the dark."

Harry moved down a little so that he was now lying flat. Olivia was on the move again. His eyes were slowly becoming accustomed to the dark so he could just make out what she was doing. She had turned away from him, facing his feet and straddling his shoulders with her knees.

Two of Harry's senses rapidly came into play, First he took in the sweet, exhilarating aroma of his wife's pussy then, just a second later, the soft, warm, moist folds of skin between her legs gently rubbed up against his mouth.

"Kiss me. Lick me. Do what you do best," Olivia implored him.

So Harry did. He used his tongue deep inside her and she responded with instant murmurs of appreciation. Then he felt his sleep shorts being pulled down his legs and he wriggled his hips to help them on their way. The shorts had been his only item of clothing and now he revelled in the feeling of Olivia's hands exploring all over his naked body. It was only a few seconds before he felt his penis being squeezed by two very willing and very loving hands.

Harry used his hands to reach up to the side of Olivia's body before taking them further underneath to squeeze her breasts. He was still caressing, squeezing and enjoying them when he felt his wife lean forward further away from him. Then he had a new sensation. Was he mistaken? No, he was certain.

Olivia was now kissing and licking his erect penis.

For so long Harry had been hoping this would happen but now could hardly believe it. He had waited so long.

"That feels so good," Harry said. "You must love me so much."

"Is it good?" Olivia asked. "So what about this?"

Harry now cried out with the feeling of his penis being enclosed inside Olivia's mouth. He felt the tip of his penis moving in and out between receptive lips, followed by the fleeting sensation of a warm tongue licking around the most sensitive spot. It only lasted a few precious seconds but to Harry they were seconds he would remember for a long time.

Olivia now pulled away from him, lifting her knees in turn over Harry's arms. He felt her shuffling down his torso until she reached the area of his waist. He was delighted to see the outline of her body stretch up before he felt his penis being first held and then guided to the area between her open legs.

Olivia teased both of them with his erection for a few seconds before her body lowered. He was skilfully guided inside her.

She let out a moan of pleasure.

"Oh God. I love that feeling," Olivia said loudly. She stretched up so that Harry's penis completely left her body before quickly lowering herself to take him again, more deeply this time.

Harry was lost in the wonderful intense feeling that his penis was getting and the sensation was made even better when she started moving rhythmically up and down on him. It was so good that he knew it would only be a matter of seconds before he was going to come.

"It feels too good. If you don't stop now I'm going to....." He tried to warn her but it was already too late and he cried out with the pleasure of it all.

"It's okay Darling, it's okay," she reassured him. "It felt good to me too. I could actually feel you coming inside me just then."

Olivia held her position above Harry for a few seconds then raised herself up again to release him from her body. She moved to lie down beside him and she snuggled in close, kissing him on the lips.

"I'm sorry about that. I kind of lost control of myself," Olivia said. "It felt damn good though. We've never done it like that before."

"Don't apologise," Harry reassured her. "It felt fantastic. You were fantastic. You.... you took me in your mouth."

"Yes, I did. You have Robin Hughes to thank for that."

Harry was filled with panic again, as he had been earlier in the evening. Had Doctor Hughes told Olivia about the extra part to her hypnosis? He probably went bright red but fortunately Olivia couldn't see that in the dark.

He decided to play innocent.

"What do you mean, I have Robin Hughes to thank?"

"So there was something I didn't tell you earlier about my conversation with him," Olivia explained. "I trust him now so after I told him about my... our recent amazing sex life I asked if he could help me with something, how difficult I've always found it to give you... to give you the oral sex you want. I know you've always wanted me to do it but I've had a kind of phobia about it. So I asked if he could cure that phobia in the same way he is already treating me for my flying problem. And he said he could."

"And it seems he did help you, judging by what you just did to me?"

"I reckon. Doing it in the dark was my idea though. It felt okay, fun. Maybe I will have another try but in the light next time."

As she was talking Olivia reached down to take hold of Harry's now only half-erect penis.

"If you want me to, of course?" she joked.

"You know I do. I love you so much. And more now that you've told me what you did today."

Harry was ecstatic. Their lovemaking had probably lasted no more than five minutes but had been incredible. As Olivia left the bed to clean herself up he smiled to himself. He started to see the irony of how Doctor Hughes had, at Harry's request, presumably been intending to introduce the issue of oral sex into Olivia's hypnosis session today only for Olivia herself to also ask him to do it.

It made Harry feel much less guilty about the whole thing. He was happy and his wife was happy. What could be better?