Just Another Day — Therapist Witch

Damn it! Caroline said to herself as the door to her apartment slammed shut, there on the carpet was the letter she had been dreading to receive, that bastard Mark, in all his smugness he didn’t even have the courage to tell her in person that it was over.  Three long tortuous years of putting up with his insecurities and bullshit, the lies that seemed so convincing at the time, she should have known after his first bout of infidelity that he was a low life and not worthy of her attention, her friends had all said that he was a shit, but she was Caroline and she was in love, well now here she was back to square one again.

‘Fucker, I hope that his dick drops off in the most unpleasant way.’ she thought out loud. Oh well another lonely miserable night in front of the TV with a take-away and a large glass of red wine to help ease the pain.

She threw her coat and handbag into the corner, kicking her shoes off, almost decapitating the cat in the process “Sorry Scooter, I didn’t mean to take it out on you.” she said as the cat dashed for cover underneath the sofa. What a crappy day, could it possibly get any worse?

Sitting down on the couch, she flicked on the TV, not really paying attention to what was on, more engrossed in her own thoughts of revenge, ‘there are so many ways, she thought, that I could make him pay for what he did’ but she knew in her heart of hearts that in the end he would still come out of it smelling like roses ‘god what an asshole’.

Reaching for the bottle of wine, she was startled when the doorbell rang ‘if it’s that shithead come to ask for forgiveness, then I swear I will castrate him right here and now’.

“Hang on minute.” she said, dragging herself from the comfort of the cushions she shuffled over to the door, the bell rang again “Okay, fucks sake I’m coming.” Oh that’s it, he’s going to get both barrels this time.

As her hand reached for the handle, she could feel the years of anger, hurt and mistrust welling up inside, “What the fuck do you…” she stopped mid sentence,  instead of Mark, there stood a young woman, dark hair hanging over her eyes. Caroline could see the shock in the girls face.

“Oh I’m so sorry.” said the girl sweeping her hair aside revealing hazel eyes that looked like deep pools of amber “I didn’t mean to bother you.”

“That’s okay,” Caroline mumbled, “I’m the one that should be sorry, please forgive my outburst.”

“No really I’m sorry for my interrupting you, I just saw your light on and heard you coming home and thought I would pop upstairs to introduce myself, my name’s Naomi by the way, I have just moved into the flat downstairs. Look if this is a bad time I can always come back?”

“No please, I’m just having one of those days and I shouldn’t have snapped like that, would you like to come in, I’m afraid that I’m not much company, but you’re welcome to have a glass of wine if you would like? By the way I’m Caroline.”

“Thanks that would be nice and pleased to meet you, Caroline.” she said smiling.

As Caroline opened the door fully to allow Naomi to step inside she caught a whiff of fragrance, sensual, almost seductive, she felt her gaze being drawn to Naomi’s clothes, a baggy T-shirt hanging loosely off one shoulder, exposing white skin and a tattoo of a rose on the shoulder, she noticed that Naomi was wearing no bra and that her breasts were small and pert, and she felt a strange longing to reach out and touch them.

Her attention snapped back to the here and now as she noticed that Naomi had caught her looking.

“Oh please come in, make yourself comfortable.” Caroline said in an almost embarrassed way.

“Thanks, wow you have such a cool place, mine looks like a bomb’s hit it, boxes and stuff all over the joint, I don’t know if I’m ever going to get it sorted.” Naomi said as she brushed her hand seductively across the back of the sofa.

“Oh you have a cat as well, I love cats, they always seem to just know when your having a bad day, unlike men, come here baby.” Naomi said as she bent down to stroke Scooter. Caroline could not help but notice that when Naomi lent forward that her right breast had become exposed, showing the dark brown circle  surrounding the raised pink nipple that was now so obviously on display.  She could feel her own nipples becoming somewhat stiffer and an unusual but none the less pleasant warmth in her panties, she shuffled uncomfortably to try and get rid of the feeling that was growing between her thighs.

“Is red wine okay Naomi, that’s all I have at the moment I’m afraid.”

“Yes that would be great thanks; I really hope that I’m not intruding.”

“No that’s ok, just having boyfriend troubles that’s all and it’s the last thing I want at the moment.”

“Oh yeah, I know that feeling, my last one I caught fucking my best friend, and then would you believe that he had the audacity to say that I was a lesbian, so he was just returning the favour! What a shit.”

Caroline was now aware that the dampness in her pants had become more noticeable and that her breathing had started to become  a little shallower as the image of Naomi’s naked breasts flashed across her mind.

“Sorry didn’t mean to burden you when you’re having troubles of your own.” said Naomi.

Caroline could feel the tears welling up, and try as she might she could not stop them flowing, her shoulders heaved as sobs overtook her body,  three years of pent up emotion just erupted, all the anguish, sadness and hurt that had been wrapped up, now spilt out.

She was vaguely aware of the arm round her shoulder, as she sunk her head into Naomi’s shoulder, feeling the warmth of her skin, the smell of her perfume, the soft hand brushing through her hair, the words of comfort, it came as no surprise when she felt soft lips kissing her cheek, hands gently holding her face, soft kisses caressing her lips.

“I can’t do this,” Caroline struggled to say. But the more she tried to pull away the more intense the kisses, Naomi’s tongue finding her lips, probing, and searching Caroline’s now open mouth. The feeling was overwhelming, more intense and passionate than anything she had felt with Mark, her hands moved up towards Naomi’s breasts, it felt so natural, so right, cupping her small but pert breasts in her hands, feeling the swollen nipples, playfully rubbing it between finger and thumb, Naomi let out a moan and her kisses became more intense, tongue darting in and out of Caroline’s mouth,  she felt her own tongue feeling , exploring Naomi’s welcoming mouth.

Naomi gently guided Caroline’s head towards her breasts, Caroline eagerly reciprocated by putting the stiff, swollen nipple into her mouth and nibbling on the swollen mound, Naomi’s moaning became louder and she pushed Caroline’s head deeper into her chest.

“I want to taste your sweetness.” Naomi purred as Caroline felt a hand moving up her thigh towards her now soaking wet pussy, almost automatically Caroline parted her legs allowing Naomi’s hand further up.

Caroline let out a deep moan as Naomi’s fingers caressed the wet patch on her panties, gently easing them aside, moving towards her wet slit, teasing her swollen clit, easing her wet lips apart and gently pushing her middle finger inside her pussy.  Caroline felt her head would explode as Naomi’s fingers teased, poked and prodded her slit, Naomi’s tongue kissing her neck, down her chest, across her breast then pausing, teeth clamping down on the engorged nipple. Her fingers now moving rhymically in and out playing with Caroline’s throbbing clit.

Caroline could feel her juices running down her thighs and she wanted more than anything to experience Naomi’s tongue caress her slit. Without a word Naomi gently guided Caroline to the sofa, sat her down and spread her legs apart, her skirt riding up around her waist, Naomi’s skilful hands pulled the now soaking wet knickers down Caroline’s legs and tossed them aside.

“You have a beautiful pussy.” Naomi murmured.

Caroline gently pulled Naomi’s head towards her welcoming slit “I want you to fuck me with your tongue till I tell you to stop.” Caroline breathlessly panted.

As Naomi’s tongue came to rest on Caroline’s pussy, Caroline let out a deep moan, and felt her whole body shudder as she was overcome with the most exquisite orgasm that she had ever felt, Naomi’s tongue was pushing further and deeper up inside her, lapping up her pussy juices like an eager cat that had got the cream.

“Oh god yes, use your fingers, fuck me harder.” Caroline moaned as she manipulated Naomi’s head deeper into her dripping wet silt.

Naomi reciprocated by pushing two fingers deep into Caroline’s willing cunt, twirling her fingers around, rubbing her clit with her thumb, all the while Naomi’s expert tongue was sucking on her swollen pussy lips.

Caroline had never felt such intense pleasure before; none of her previous lovers had ever managed to bring her to such an extreme sensation of orgasmic intensity.

“Oh god, yes, yes, yes…. FUCK.” Caroline yelled as she felt the orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her whole body shuddering with pleasure, an electric feeling that welled up in the pit of her stomach and seemed to explode out of the top of her head, her thighs drenched with own juices. She slumped back into the sofa, her thoughts spinning, small twitches continued to wrack her body.

As she  slowly opened her eyes she looked down to see Naomi’s smiling eyes looking back up at her, her face a mix of sweat and love juices.

Naomi licked her lips and said “So, lover how are you feeling?  I  hope that your day is a lot better now?”

Not just another day Caroline thought, a day like no other!