Woman to Woman

by Tom Benson

  “This is going to be incredible when it’s finished.”

  They returned to the hallway after a quick introduction to Heather’s private suite.

  “The room beside the main door there will be a residential room, and the one straight after will be a guest’s lounge.” Heather opened it to show a desk, couch and large armchair. “At present, it’s my temporary consultation room.”

  They turned to face the back of the hallway.

  “At the back right is the dining room, and to the other side of the staircase is the kitchen. On the other side of the main door is another residential room.” She led the way upstairs. “Up here you’ll see several doors, and except for one, they are all what I think of as treatment rooms.” She smiled. “This room which faces towards the mountains will be my new consultation room.”

  “Oh, Heather this is what I call a workplace.” Lauren walked across the empty, undecorated room to stand at one of the large windows. “That is a perfect view for contemplation.”

  Heather led the way around, showing Lauren that all the rooms were in the final stages of preparation. “Over the next few months, the whole place will be decorated to my specification, then carpeted, before furniture and beds are brought in.”

  * * *

  Heather had prepared an evening meal, so the two friends ate and enjoyed more conversation in the dining room. Not surprisingly, the conversation was mainly built on questions that Lauren was asking about the various stages of development.

  “Let me get this right,” Lauren said. “You presently use the downstairs, but it’s more a sort of ‘outpatients’ arrangement, so clients drive out here for their appointments, but later, you’ll have residential clients?”

  Heather smiled and nodded. “I’m not telling you too much yet—and I have my reasons. At the moment, it’s a low-key private clinic to help define the needs of prospective clients.”

  After dinner, the pair relaxed in Heather’s lounge with a glass of wine.

  Lauren was unaware of how tired she was, having started her day with breakfast in her London flat at half past five in the morning. She finished her first glass of wine, and her eyelashes fluttered a few times before her eyes closed.

  Heather smiled at the thought of her friend lasting so long and knowing how long she had been on the go. She removed Lauren’s shoes, eased her into a more comfortable position, and draped a light blanket over her. “You rest my beauty.” Heather kissed her friend and then left her to sleep.

  Double the Pleasure

  Lauren woke up lying under a blanket, to see Heather sitting gazing at her. “Oh, Heather—I’m so sorry.”

  “Nonsense. You were up and about at some stupid hour this morning, and I’d like you feeling a lot fresher when we go to bed.”

  Lauren sat up and looked around as she rubbed her eyes. “How long was I out?”

  “Only about three hours, so you haven’t had a proper rest yet.” Heather stood. “I’ll make us some tea, and then if you’d like a shower before bed, you’re welcome.” She winked and walked towards the door.

  It was only when Heather stood up from her armchair that Lauren registered she was naked except for her long diaphanous nightie—and kitten-heel slippers.

  While the pair enjoyed their tea, Lauren found her gaze drifting towards Heather’s ample chest, and more than once she was caught.

  “You’re not allowed to touch me until you’re showered and you’re wide awake.” Heather laughed.

  Lauren left the ensuite and approached the bed, naked, clean, dry, invigorated, and beautiful.

  Heather threw back the duvet and got up on one arm. “Would you like me to abuse your lovely body with my lips and tongue?”

  “Yes, please.” Lauren giggled and climbed onto the bed.

  The two beautiful women embraced and kissed softly as they sent their hands on slow, tender missions to explore familiar territory. Foreplay for two lovers like these was always done with equality, and whoever the dominant partner was would initiate their moves with no more than a recognised look.

  Submitting to Heather was a delicious way to enjoy sex, and Lauren’s only regret was being unable to kiss those sensuous lips more often. She’d admitted this to Heather on one occasion, and the older woman had laughed and said she’d tease about it in future. The short exchange of information had left the pair in fits of laughter.

  Now, after months of solitude in bed, with no more than a vibrator, however good, both women were enjoying every kiss, lick, suck and nibble as it was administered.

  Lauren got up on her elbows to watch as she was slowly devoured by the adorable Heather, inch, by inch. One moment was a tease of the erect nipples and then a passionate kiss, followed by more teasing and sucking of a nipple. By the time Heather moved down the lovely body, Lauren was panting and begging—just as her lover knew she would.

  Heather licked Lauren’s smooth inner thighs upwards, stopping just short of the clean-shaven pussy. When Heather used her tongue on Lauren’s slit, she parted the lips with her fingertips to suck on one side and then the other. The wet, engorged petals were protruding and begging to be tasted—and tasted they were. Kissing, licking and sucking had Lauren writhing around, gasping.

  “Please … do it … Heather … eat me … please.”

  Heather knew they had a long night ahead and relented. She drove her tongue deep and ran it slowly up the middle of Lauren’s soaking slit until she reached the sensitive nub at the top. When Heather teased and sucked her lover’s clit, Lauren sobbed with the pleasure she received. She had an orgasm within two minutes of her clit being sucked.

  As Lauren calmed and her breathing became almost normal, Heather moved up the bed and lowered her beautiful breasts over Laurens’ so that their erect nipples were gently rubbed together. This was something they both loved to do. Lauren smiled as she looked up. She held Heather’s face and pulled her down to kiss her again, both of them driving their tongues deep.

  “Let me … eat you,” Lauren panted.

  Heather got up to be in a squatting position and rubbed her pussy on Lauren’s soaking slit, and then she moved up to lower her pussy over Lauren’s eager mouth.

  Lauren reached up with both hands and gently eased Heather's pussy open before she pressed her lips deep and sucked. She drove her tongue in and curled it upwards, gulping and swallowing as she devoured her lover’s juices. The heat within Heather’s pussy drove Lauren on, and she worked her lips and tongue slowly and patiently inside her lover.

  Heather moved her hands up to hold the headboard and then moved her knees further apart to press her pussy down firmly onto Lauren’s mouth. “Get ready … Lauren … I’m coming … oh, my … I’m coming.” Heather’s panting increased as she pressed and ground her pussy against those lovely lips.

  The two women rested briefly after their first session in such a long time.

  “I’ve missed the taste of you,” Lauren whispered.

  “I’ve missed you tasting me.” Heather laughed. “I’ve missed the taste of you too.”

  The second session got underway with passionate kissing and quickly moved on to mutual pussy-sucking in a sixty-nine.

  Only when the two women had gushed into each other’s mouths again were they satisfied enough to embrace and fall asleep—content.

  * * *

  .

  Sunday 2nd April, 2006

  After breakfast, Heather took Lauren for a stroll in the nearby forest. The pair walked for an hour, chatting, and revisiting how their lives had been before they met. When the topic of conversation returned to what they were both doing, Heather was animated, but the thought of life the way it was, caused Lauren to become reticent.

  “Are you okay, Lauren?”

  “Yes, I was just thinking how your life seems to be constantly moving forward, but mine has stalled, and in more ways than one.”

  “There’s something I didn’t want to tell you until I’d completed the main task, but I’ve never seen you like
this, so maybe I should tell you more about my plans.”

  “Now, this sounds intriguing.” Lauren gave the mischievous grin she sometimes gave in bed.

  “You were asking yesterday about all the rooms upstairs, so I’m going to explain the first part of my plan. It depends on your response whether I tell you about the second part.”

  “Now you’re teasing.” Lauren’s demeanour had brightened in two minutes.

  “You know about my book, so it will come as no surprise that I want to tackle client’s sexual problems with unorthodox treatments.” Heather was enjoying this the way she’d enjoy teasing a lover in bed. “Each of the rooms will have a colour theme, and at the moment I’m thinking of white, green, red, pink, and black.”

  “That sounds interesting—which one of those would be your consultation room?”

  “None of them—they’d all be what I think of as treatment rooms.”

  “I like this already, and you haven’t told me much.”

  “Each room will have CCTV, but fitted discreetly.”

  “Would the occupant of the room know they were on camera?”

  “Yes, it would be illegal otherwise, but they’ll have signed an agreement which allows monitoring as part of their treatment.”

  “If they know, why would the cameras have to be discrete?”

  “It’s human nature to relax if you’re not continually conscious of a small camera, or two. Anyway, that’s the first part.”

  “Okay, you’ve captured my interest—keep going, please.”

  “The second part is where you might think I’ve totally lost the plot.” Heather glanced at Lauren and then looked up into the trees for a few seconds. “Interaction would be a part of the treatment for some clients.”

  “Are we talking about sexual interaction?”

  “Yes, but one of the prerequisites of being accepted on the programme would be to submit to testing before starting. Of course, I can follow up with another test at the clinic before any physical treatment happened—if it was a part of a person’s treatment.”

  “Who would be involved in this interaction … with the clients?”

  “My minimal clinic staff—probably no more than two or three people … and me.”

  “We’d be talking about a couple of extraordinary people and privileged clients.”

  “The staff would preferably be people who not only enjoyed sex with men or women but also be understanding with regards to sexually-oriented issues. I’d prefer if my very select staff were also good-looking, which would help get results with particular clients.”

  “Okay, let me get this straight—you will have plenty of clients who might respond to counselling, hypnosis, or whatever, but you want to be prepared to use actual sexual activity to help certain clients?”

  “That’s it, in a nutshell.” Heather stopped and turned to face her close friend. “Do you think I’m going too far, Lauren?”

  Lauren glanced left and right along the narrow forest track before facing Heather. “I think I’d like to be your first client.” She smiled. “If you can get the right people working with you, it will be an incredible place—an innovation.”

  The pair embraced, and Heather’s sigh was long and loud. “If we follow this track, it will lead us back.”

  “Could you tell me more … you know, about the type of treatment you and your staff will offer?”

  “Of course—I value your opinion more than anybody’s.” Heather talked as they strolled, and covered such topics as masturbation, sexual positions, fetishes, cross-dressing, BDSM, voyeurism, group sex, gay sex, and the use of sex toys and accessories.

  Lauren paid close attention, and though she asked questions, it made her smile, to listen to this intelligent, highly qualified, beautiful woman talking about such topics as if it were a shopping list.

  After dinner, the friends sat at a table beside the pond behind the clinic. The pond was large and circular with four wooden benches situated at equal distances around it—which would offer privacy for anybody who wanted to relax and talk.

  Heather had brought out a bottle of white wine in an ice bucket to keep it chilled in the warm evening. “I thought it would be nice to sit outdoors for a while before we prepare for tonight.”

  “Prepare … in what way?”

  “Both of us using personal enema kits.”

  “I’m already getting a funny feeling—what do you have in mind for later?”

  “I told you about that extraordinary toy with attachments. and I’d love us to use it—on each other.”

  “You know how to give a girl a good weekend.” Lauren nodded and smiled. “Yes, I’d be up for a bit of deep cleansing to prepare.”

  * * *

  When the two women were in bed together late in the evening, they embraced and kissed as tenderly as ever, but there was an underlying tension between them.

  “It’s my turn to ask you,” Lauren whispered. “Are you okay?”

  “I’m fine—it was just something that was on my mind, and I don’t want it to spoil our time together.”

  “Is it about us, or your future plans?”

  “Both.” Heather gazed into Lauren’s eyes. “I know we’re both comfortable with the idea of no promises, but … I think I’d miss what we have … if you couldn’t handle the idea of what I intend to do.”

  “You do what you want to do, and let me worry about my ability to handle things.” She kissed Heather deeply. “I think you’d better lie on your back and let me lead our first session.” Lauren pushed Heather over and squatted over her body before leaning forward to kiss her again.

  The pair indulged themselves in a variety of positions, kissed passionately, and fed on each other’s juices, both absorbing every moment of pleasure. When they’d reached the time to rest and recover, they lay in each other’s arms. They lay quietly for a while, and then Lauren opened a conversation with questions about the clinic. She sensed that it put her lover at ease. They fell silent for a short while, and it was Lauren who spoke first again.

  “Now that I’ve got a clear idea of what lies ahead for your clinic, I’m aroused again, so I suppose you’d better show me your new toy.”

  Heather brushed her lips on Lauren’s before she climbed out of bed. “We’ll both need some of this.” She threw a large tube of lube onto the bed. Heather squatted and reached into the cabinet at her side of the bed. “Here it is.” The device she held up was a large, realistic phallus attached to a harness.

  “I think I see where that is a bit different,” Lauren said. “Can the long finger part underneath be removed?”

  “It can be removed, or adjusted to sit above the cock.” She smiled. “It means that the wearer can take their partner in both holes at once, while on all fours, or on their back.”

  “I think I like this already.”

  Heather turned the lightweight harness around to show Lauren the inside. “Of course for added pleasure, the wearer has this thick, four-inch cock rammed up into her pussy.”

  “Oh, Heather … let's get lubricated.”

  They both burst into laughter and then Lauren accepted the special strap-on to take a closer look.

  When she was prepared with lube, Heather slipped the harness on and gasped as she inserted the short phallus inside her pussy. She adjusted the long finger to sit above the phallus, and then the two girls knelt facing each other to kiss.

  The foreplay lasted for a while as they both warmed to what lay ahead. They adored each other’s body with kisses and light nibbles before Heather held Lauren’s head down. “Suck my nipples, you naughty girl.”

  Lauren obeyed and enjoyed the knowledge that Heather was aroused and eager to get into role play. As Lauren nipped and sucked on her lover’s nipples, she loved to hear the gasps and moans from above.

  “Now, get on your knees.” Heather sounded masterful, but with a hint of laughter in her tone. “I want to taste your pussy and tease your tight little hole before I fuck you.”

 
Lauren turned and obediently got down onto all fours, leaning forward to present her buttocks and pussy for attention. The sweet teasing and lapping of Heather’s tongue were heavenly as always, and then Lauren gasped as her buttocks were parted by sharp fingernails. Soft kisses were placed over Lauren’s buttocks before she felt the sensuous tongue move towards her secret hole. It was a sensation like no other when her rosebud was kissed and probed, driving her wild with desire.

  Heather continued until her lover’s gasps were loud, and the pleading was done between panting breaths. With one hand holding her lover’s buttocks slightly apart, Heather squirted plenty of the slippery gel down the crack and used a finger to push some inside Lauren’s tight hole.

  “Take me … please … take me,” Lauren cried.

  “Get ready.” Heather lined up the thick, eight-inch phallus with her lover’s soaking pussy and slipped it in halfway, and at that point, the thick finger above touched Lauren’s glistening, lubed, rosebud. Heather held Lauren’s buttocks apart so she could watch as the thick pink finger disappeared inside, and then with both holes plugged she moved her hips forward slowly.

  “Oh … my … God … Heather.”

  Heather let go of Lauren’s buttocks and reached down to hold her by the waist. A slight move forward with her knees placed her perfectly between Lauren’s legs and she thrusted, slowly at first, and then with more vigour. The harder she thrust the double-dildo into Lauren, the more the short phallus vibrated inside her own pussy.

  When Heather was in full flow and panting heavily she could hear her lover moaning softly with the pleasure she was receiving. Heather lowered herself over Lauren’s back as she continued to hump her, but now she reached under to tease Lauren’s pussy lips and clit with her fingertips.

  Lauren’s orgasm was powerful, and she squealed with delight as her body responded to the ecstasy of her treatment.