WICKed Hormones Ch. 10

***** DISCLAIMER *****

This is a complete work of fantasy. All sexual participants are 18-years of age or older.

***** AUTHOR'S NOTES *****

Once again a big thanks to my editor and to all of you that take the time to read my work. I hope you enjoy this installment...

CHAPTER 10

Melissa Turner sat on the comfortable sofa in the living room while Karen was getting them some fresh coffee in the kitchen. The young attorney finally made it back to the Mitchells' home after a couple of hectic and busy weeks. She came today with two things on her agenda; first, update Karen on the progress of the case against Dr. Michael Grant, and second, a "visit" with Jacob concerning his medical condition.

For Melissa, the past couple of weeks felt like an eternity. Due to a staff shortage, her fiancé Donnie Baxter spent most of his time at the hospital. When the young doctor was at home, he mostly slept and rested to gear up for more double shifts. Therefore, Melissa's sex life had come to a virtual standstill.

The hormones in Jacob's semen had spiked Melissa's already high libido into the stratosphere. With Donnie either not around or out of commission, the young attorney had to shamefully resort to more masturbating to maintain a sense of normalcy. She found herself occasionally going to the ladies' room and locking herself in a stall for orgasm breaks in order to function at work.

Melissa loved Donnie with all her heart, and there was no doubt they would one day be married. She would be his adoring wife and the doting mother to their future children. However, with their professional lives leaving them little time together, Melissa had physical needs and cravings that Donnie at this time could not fulfill. Therefore, Melissa returned to the Mitchells' lovely suburban home like a junkie looking for a fix, and Jacob, her discreet teenaged dealer.

As Melissa waited for Karen to return, she realized she was sitting in the exact spot where it all began. The young attorney's mind suddenly drifted back to when she first met Jacob Mitchell and was introduced to his intimidating and incredible freak of nature.

The memory of their salacious encounters and the immoral pleasures Melissa experienced caused her hungry vagina to salivate. She could already feel the moisture collecting in the gusset of the skimpy panties she wore underneath her black skirt. She hoped that soon her office attire would be lying on the floor in Jacob's bedroom while the teenager fed her ravenous pussy with endless servings of his delicious man-stick.

Karen soon returned with a tray of coffee and refreshments then the two ladies picked up with their conversation. Melissa continued to summarize the status of the case and the plans going forward.

"So if I hear you correctly, the DA is planning to go ahead and cut a deal with Dr. Grant?" Karen asked while stirring her coffee.

After taking a sip from her cup, Melissa replied, "Yes... it does appear so."

Picking up her cup, Karen asked, "So the victims and their families are on board with this? Letting Dr. Grant walk away with no jail time?"

Nodding, Melissa replied, "As long as the defense agrees to all the stipulations presented by the District Attorney's office... then yes."

With an angry tone, Karen said, "I don't like it one bit! That man is a criminal and should be locked away for a very long time." The irate mother then sighed and softened her tone. "But... I guess the most important thing is that Dr. Grant turns over the antidote, so Jake and the others get cured of their afflictions."

Melissa chuckled and responded, "Let's hope karma will end up getting his ass!" After taking another sip of coffee she noticed Karen straighten up and grimace as the lovely mother rolled her shoulders. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Karen replied, waving her hand. "I played tennis this morning, and somehow I twisted my back. My shoulders have been hurting ever since." She chuckled and added, "My old body isn't what it used to be, I guess."

Setting her cup down onto the coffee table, Melissa said, "Well here, maybe I can help." She then scooched over closer to Karen and added, "Turn your back to me."

Karen scrunched her brow. "What?"

Melissa put her hands on Karen's shoulders and said with a smile, "Trust me... I think I can help."

"Okay..." Karen responded with a confused tone as she turned away from the young woman. Melissa then slipped off her three-inch heeled pumps, got up onto her knees for better leverage, and then began to massage Karen's delicate shoulders. The effects were immediate, and the middle-aged mom groaned, "Ohhhhh... my goodness!! Melissa... where did you learn to do that?"

Melissa giggled and replied, "My mom's sister owns a day spa back in my hometown. When I was in college, my aunt used to let me help out during the summers to earn some cash."

Leaning her head forward and sliding her hair off her shoulder, Karen asked, "You mean you gave people massages?"

Running her thumbs up and down the back of Karen's slender neck, Melissa replied, "No... I wasn't licensed for that. I mostly helped out at the front desk. However, I was able to pick up a few things from the head masseuse."

"Mmmmmm," Karen moaned. "I think you may have missed your calling."

Melissa chuckled and replied, "Well, I don't know about that, but it most likely would have been a less stressful career choice." The young lawyer then returned to massaging the stay-at-home mom's shoulders through the thin material of her cotton dress. She then commented, "Speaking of stress... Karen, your muscles are as tight as a drum. It's no wonder you're in such pain."

Karen sighed then responded, "It's most likely from everything that's going on right now. First, there's Jake's condition and trying to keep that a secret from everyone. Plus, you throw in the..." Suddenly the confused mother stopped speaking when she felt the zipper on the back of her dress lowering very slowly. Turning her head in an attempt to look back at Melissa, she asked, somewhat shocked, "W--what are you doing?"

Continuing to run the zipper down, Melissa answered, "If I'm going to do a proper job, I need to get you out of this dress." She then began to slide the loosened fabric off of Karen's shoulders and added, "The material is preventing me from being able to fully manipulate your muscles. Trust me... you'll feel a remarkable difference."

Karen turned her head back around and allowed her new friend to slide the top portion of her cotton dress down to her waist. She felt awkward sitting on her living room sofa with her bra encased breasts exposed out in the open; however, she went along with it and replied, "Okay... if you're sure."

Melissa then repositioned herself behind Karen and resumed massaging the supple flesh of Karen's delicate shoulders. The young lawyer noticed a soft mewing sound as the lovely mother dropped her head forward. She then softly asked, "How does that feel?"

"Wonderful," Karen replied in barely a whisper. "It feels... wonderful." The stressed-out housewife couldn't help but give herself over to Melissa's gifted hands. She closed her eyes and moaned her approval as the young attorney skillfully kneaded her shoulders as a baker would a ball of dough.

Positioned on her knees behind Karen allotted Melissa a perfect bird's eye view of the middle-aged mother's chest and her more than generous bosom. The young woman was mesmerized by the enticing deep cleavage of the luscious twin globes trapped inside the overworked lacy white bra. The heart-shaped piece of jewelry that nestled inside the deep cavern also caught her eye. Melissa commented softly, "That's a lovely locket."

Without opening her eyes, Karen replied, "Thank you. It was a Mother's Day gift from my husband years ago. It contains Rachel and Jacob's baby pictures." Then, after another soft moan, she added, "I know it may sound silly, but in some small way, it makes me feel like I carry them close to my heart."

"I don't think it's silly at all," Melissa replied in a whisper. "In fact, I think it's very sweet."

Since she was sexually frustrated, Melissa was already burning with desire when she arrived at the Mitchell home. However, Karen's sweet scent and the feel of her silky smooth skin only further heightened the young woman's arousal. The MILF known as Karen Mitchell had inadvertently awoken lustful feelings inside Melissa that she had not felt since her college days.

Melissa Turner did not consider herself a lesbian or even bi-sexual, for that matter. She usually would never think of another woman in a sexual way. However, while in college, she and her roommate/best friend Laura accidentally slipped into a mini-affair that, to this day, remained a secret.

It began when the heat in their dorm room went out. Initially, the drunk co-eds only shared the same bed in order to keep warm. However, the two friends ended up finding more than warmth in that twin-sized bed on that cold winter night. They ended up discovering each other's sexy young bodies along with new and unexpected sensual pleasures.

They continued their covert liaison for the rest of their senior year. After graduation, Laura married her military boyfriend, and they started a family. While Melissa continued her education, became an attorney, and eventually met her now-fiancé, Donnie. To this day, the two ladies remain the best of friends and share a special bond with untold precious memories.

Now all these years later, Melissa unexpectedly felt those stirrings once again. Only this time, it was not her best friend but a married mother she was just getting to know.

Melissa slid her hands off of Karen's shoulders and began massaging the area between her shoulder blades. The move to new territory caused increased moans of appreciation to escape the lips of the middle-aged mom. "Ohhh... that's a good spot," Karen whispered as she closed her eyes and slumped her shoulders.

A smile crept onto Melissa's pretty face. A devious plan ran through her mind to see if she could push things a little further with the gorgeous MILF. Without asking, she deftly and quickly unfastened the hooks of Karen's overworked bra.

Karen gasped in surprise when she felt the straps go loose and the cups supporting her magnificent breasts give way slightly. Then, instinctively, she used both hands to catch and hold the bra to her chest as she asked, "Oh my gosh! Why did you do that??"

As Melissa slid the bra straps from Karen's shoulders and down her arms, she calmly replied, "Relax, Karen. With the bra out of the way, it will help me better massage this area of your back." Melissa then gently ran her fingers over the deep indentions left behind by the straps... clear evidence of the intimate garment's heavy burden. She then added, "Besides, a proper massage usually requires the client to be nude."

Karen lightly scoffed, then said, "Maybe so, but I'm not very comfortable with being half-naked in my living room."

"Don't worry about that," Melissa responded. She gently pulled on the loosened bra as a signal for Karen to release her grip. The modest wife and mother continued to hold the cups to her chest, attempting to conceal her bountiful bosom. The young attorney continued in a soft tone, "It's okay, Karen... no need to feel embarrassed. There's no one here but us girls." She chuckled then added, "Besides, you've already seen me naked several times... it's only fair, don't you think?"

Karen blushed as she remembered the time she saw Melissa fresh out of the shower in her bedroom. She felt embarrassed and ashamed about the impure thoughts that inadvertently crept into her mind that day regarding the young attorney's beautiful feminine body.

Reluctantly, Karen released her grip on the bra cups and allowed Melissa to pull the garment away, dropping it onto the sofa cushion next to them. Then, for purposes of modestly, the conservative mother Instinctively crossed her arms over her chest.

Melissa then guided Karen to turn and sit sideways on the couch. The younger woman then sat directly behind her friend and said while gently pushing on her shoulders, "Now just lean forward a little and relax."

Hesitantly, Karen did as Melissa asked. Then, while leaning over, she placed her hands on the sofa's armrest, allowing her naked boobs to hang down and swing freely from her chest.

Melissa quickly resumed with the massage. She began kneading the muscles in Karen's back, paying close attention to the area close to her spine.

Karen couldn't help but find this situation extremely awkward. Somehow she found herself sitting on her living room sofa, naked from the waist up, while receiving a back rub from another woman; not exactly proper behavior for a married Christian. However, the church-going mother had to admit she found the talented hands of the young lawyer to be quite soothing and therapeutic.

From Melissa's current position, she could see the sides of Karen's magnificent breasts peeking around at her as they gently swung from the half-naked wife's chest like two ripe and juicy melons. The aroused young woman now had a burning desire to get her dainty hands on those heavy globes of flesh.

Melissa could tell the massage was having a positive effect as Karen's sensual moans grew louder, and her body relaxed more and more. Taking this as a good sign, she slowly slid her hands outward to where they gently manipulated the muscles along Karen's rib cage.

Thanks to the skillful ministrations of Melissa's talented hands, Karen could feel the tension draining from her body. The effects were so tranquilizing that the conservative mother almost forgot she was half-naked in her living room. However, she was quickly reminded of the fact when she felt Melissa's soft hands creep forward and gently cup the sides of her tender breasts.

Karen's breathing became more rapid and shallow. She noticed her vagina seeping fluid into her panties and her nipples hardening even more and beginning to tingle. Shamefully she was becoming sexually aroused by another woman.

The Christian mother knew this was wrong to allow another female to touch her this way. It was sinful and went against God's plan. However, at the same time, it felt so relaxing and soothing. She told herself it was just part of the massage and that Melissa was only trying to help relieve her stress.

Melissa felt Karen tense up just a bit as she gently kneaded the sides of the married woman's supple orbs of flesh. Then, leaning in a bit, she asked in a husky whisper, "Are you okay?"

"Uh-huh," Karen softly responded while nodding her reply. Melissa was indeed talented at this craft, and the married mother could not deny how wonderfully relaxed she felt at the moment. Somehow the young lawyer had skillfully manipulated Karen's body to where she felt downright inebriated.

Karen could sense Melissa's gifted hands inching closer and closer to her hardened nipples that tantalizingly buzzed with excitement. Up until now, she could justify everything as a friendly massage. The conflicted wife prayed Melissa would stop before things went too far; however, she secretly hoped her new friend would continue.

Biting her bottom lip in anticipation, Karen tightened her grip on the armrest of the sofa. Another involuntary moan escaped her mouth as Melissa's skillful hands crept closer to their target. As sinful as it may be, the faithful church-going wife wanted nothing more at that moment than to feel the young woman's nimble fingers tightly clamp her sensitive nubs that begged for attention.

With her fingers only millimeters away from reaching Karen's burning nipples, Melissa released her grip on the aroused mother's quivering breasts. The sudden lack of sensation caused Karen to open her eyes... The dreamy fog, unfortunately, began to lift.

Melissa leaned forward and whispered in Karen's ear, "You know... I could do a much better job... if we went upstairs."

The feel of Melissa's warm breath on her ear made Karen shiver. Then, turning her head towards Melissa, she softly replied, "Up... upstairs?"

Suddenly from the kitchen, "Hey Mom! I'm home!!"

"Oh my goodness! It's Jake!!" Karen shrieked. She quickly scootched away from Melissa and desperately began putting her dress back on. "Oh no, no, no!!"

"Mom?" Jacob called out again as he made his way through the house. He had rushed home with the hopes Ms. Turner this time would be able to make her scheduled visit to 'check up' on him. The mere thought of spending some quality time with the gorgeous attorney in his room gave him an instant erection.

After getting her arms back into the sleeves, Karen whispered to Melissa, "Quick... zip me up!!" She then called out to her son, "In here, Jake!"

As Jacob neared the living room, he said aloud, "I saw Ms. Turner's car in the driveway, and I thought she..." At that moment, he turned the corner and entered the room to find Karen and Melissa sitting on the couch side-by-side. He then finished his statement, "Must be here. Hey Ms. Turner!"

"Hi, Jake!" Melissa greeted him cheerfully but a little out of breath while putting her heels back on.

As calmly as possible, Karen asked, "Honey? Why are you home so early?"

While setting his bookbag down onto the floor, Jacob replied, "My last class got canceled... so they let us go ahead and leave for the day." The teenager may not be a detective, but he could easily sense something was amiss. Both ladies were breathing heavier than usual. Melissa had been barefoot, and his mother's dress appeared somewhat wrinkled and disheveled. He then asked suspiciously, "Is everything okay?"

Trying to appear as normal as possible, Karen picked up her cup and, with a smile, responded, "Of course, Sweetie." She then took a quick sip of her coffee and added, "Ms. Turner was just updating me on the status of their case against Dr. Grant."

As Jacob stood in front of the coffee table, he noticed something on the far-end cushion of the sofa. Then, realizing what it was, he asked, "Who's bra is that?"

Both women looked over and noticed the discarded piece of lingerie. Karen gasped with embarrassment and quickly grabbed the forgotten garment and jumped up from the couch. Then, with her cheeks burning from the humiliation, she picked up the carafe and said the only thing she could think of as she left the room, "I'll go make some fresh coffee."

After getting her heels back on, Melissa stood up from the sofa and attempted to distract Jacob. "So Jake..." she began while stepping around the coffee table and then walking towards the teenager, "It's been a while since I've seen you. How are things lately with your uh... condition? Are things getting any better?"

When Jacob took a good look at Melissa, he forgot all about the mysterious bra... at least temporarily. Instead, he couldn't help but think how gorgeous Ms. Turner looked in her sexy office attire.

Melissa was wearing a knee-length black pencil skirt which was somewhat tight but still professional-looking. Her top was a red form-fitted button-up sweater with three-quarter length sleeves. The neckline scooped down just enough to expose some cleavage of her big mouthwatering tits. Jacob couldn't be sure, and maybe it was just the sweater, but her boobs appeared bigger than the last time he saw her. On the other hand, perhaps the hormones had affected her, too.

"No... not really. It's about the same, I guess," Jacob responded while he rubbed the uncomfortable bulge that continued to grow inside his pants and, along with it activating his powerful pheromones.

Now standing close to Jacob, Melissa breathed in the teenager's unique scent, which further heightened her state of arousal. Her nipples began to hardened and tingle with the familiar buzzing sensation, and her hungry vagina drooled with anticipation.