Back at mom's, Gary is back.

Liza looked forward to visiting her mum every week, but not for the reason she was feeling today, she found herself unexpectedly excited about going there. As she drove, she could feel the anticipation across her chest.

Since her encounter with Gary the previous week, Liza had felt guilty. Liza decided not to mention it to her husband, Mike.

She loved her husband, but seeing Gary had brought back memories. Memories of her first crush, her first kiss.

Her mum greeted her with a warm smile as she stepped inside, "Hello dear."

"Hey Mum," Liza replied, giving her a hug, leaning over to see if her mum had any other visitors today. "How are you, Mum?"

"Good, I'm really good," her mom said as Liza broke from their hug. "Gary is here," her mom whispered.

Liza felt her whole body respond.

"Tea?" her mother suggested, and Liza nodded eagerly. Her mom shot a knowing glance and nodded to the living room as she left to make the tea.

"Hi Gary, good to see you again," Liza said with warmth in her voice as she sat down on the sofa, her heart pounding just a little bit faster upon seeing Gary.

Gary looked up from his machine with a charming smile. "Ah, Liza. You too. Your mum was saying you were on your way."

Liza's mum walked in with the tea and winked at her daughter as she placed the tray on the coffee table.

Blushing slightly, Liza returned her mum's smile with a guilty one of her own.

Gary lifted a cup and was now sitting opposite them. Liza heard the faint sound of the machine behind them.

"So, working hard as usual, I imagine?" Gary said in a teasing tone.

Liza laughed, "Well. It can be a bit of a grind, I'm pushing for a promotion."

Gary raised his cup in a toast to Liza's ambition. "That's the spirit, always aiming high."

Liza settled into the sofa, the same familiar feeling of relaxation taking hold.

Martha tucked the loose strands of her daughter's long hair behind her ear. "Out like a light," she smiled at Gary before she excused herself and left them alone in the living room.

Gary sat at Liza's side, the machine working away behind them.

"So Liza, let's begin this session. I'm really curious to know what your best sexual experience was; the most erotic memory you can remember offhand?" Gary asked, then sat back on the sofa with his hand resting on Liza's knee.

Liza's heart rate sped up at his touch, she closed her eyes, picturing the most sensual, intimate moment she had ever experienced.

"It was with my husband," Liza answered in a soft whisper.

Gary's fingers tightened on her knee, tracing lazy circles with his thumb. "Good. Tell me more," he urged.

"It was right here, in this house, in my old bedroom," she said, feeling the stirring of the memory, the heat building between her legs as she remembered that night. She could still feel his warm hand on her knee.

"Go on," he encouraged.

"It was a family party. I had been working away all week so Mike and I had not seen each other for nearly two weeks. Work was so busy, and we had this family party we had to attend."

Liza's breath hitched as she continued to recall the night, her mind sieving through the details while Gary continued gently stroke her knee with his thumb.

"We had a good bit to drink. I couldn't keep my eyes off Mike, his hand was subtly on my waist or my ass, it was discreet. We kept making eye contact, it was so sexy, if I'm honest, the fact the family were unaware was kind of a turn on as well. I felt my whole body responding, my nipples hardened, and my pussy began to get wet. I was so turned on," Liza squirmed in her seat.

Gary's grip became firmer.

"Mike looked good in his shirt and tie, and he smelt amazing, he always does. I was wearing a tight black dress that I knew clung to my curves and that he appreciated it. We were both tipsy but not drunk."

A soft moan left her lips. "We hadn't done the whole candle and cake thing yet, so we couldn't leave. So I decided to have him sooner rather than wait. I asked him for a moment to help me, and he left my cousins. Once we were in the hall and alone, I grabbed him and pulled him up the stairs to my old bedroom. I pushed him up against the door and kissed him hard, my tongue exploring the depths of his mouth. I could taste the spiced rum we both had been drinking as he put both hands on my ass."

Liza had begun to pant, the erotic vision causing her breathing to hitch, her back arched over the cushions of the sofa. "I turned around, grinding my ass into his bulging cock. I could feel it straining through his trousers."

Gary had begun to breathe heavily himself as he listened to Liza retell the scene. He was still squeezing her knee. The machine still humming behind them, working its magic.

"He kissed my neck and began to grope my breasts over my dress, we both pushed back against the door in case anyone came snooping, his breath on my bare neck as he nibbled and kissed it was amazing, his firm grip on my tits just what I was craving. It had been 2 weeks since I had last fucked him. I could feel his swollen cock throbbing against my ass. I reached behind me and pulled at his belt and then unzipped his trousers, he leaned back a bit, so I could release it, his cock sprang out, and I instantly grabbed it in my hand," Liza moaned, the sensation clear in her voice.

"I let it slap against my bare ass before I turned around. I was going to go down on him, but he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist to help support my weight. He was so strong and decisive. He walked us over to my old dresser and sat me on it, then as he kissed me as his hands went up and under my dress to pull down my soaked thong. 'You're so fucking wet,' he said in a low voice. I spread my legs wider for him once he pulled the thong off over my heels. As he started to lower himself, my hands were on the back of his head, my fingers in his hair as his face went between my legs. The room filled with my moans, I could feel his hot breath on my pussy before I felt his tongue, he licked me from bottom to top and back again, his tongue parting my lips as he went, I was breathing heavily, and my legs were shaking."

Liza let out a soft gasp, her memory continuing to unfold like a movie in her mind and she continued her story, becoming more aroused with every detail.

"I moaned again, then he tiled his head back. I looked down, desperate for him to continue to bring me to orgasm. He smiled and said, 'bite down on these and try to stay quiet'. He handed me my underwear. I took the wet material between my teeth and saw the hunger in his eyes as he dove back into my wet pussy. My legs shook as he sucked on my clit before sticking a few fingers inside me. I was so wet it made loud sounds as he slowly finger fucked me. He started to build a rhythm, his free hand was reaching up and playing with my tits. I couldn't help but roll my head back as he began to use his tongue in circular motion on my clit, building me up to an explosive orgasm. He knew just what I liked. I muffled a moan of his name because of the underwear in my mouth, as he continued to finger fuck me whilst eating me out."

Gary had moved his body closer to Liza.

"I was close to the edge. 'Oh Mike, right there!' I screamed in my mind, feeling it building up in my toes. I could feel the slow intense build-up in my core, my legs trembled, and my toes curled inside my heels as they hung off my feet, with the ecstasy of it all. The whole room was filled with the sound of my wet pussy as he continued to lick and finger fuck me. My stomach clenched as I reached my peak, biting down hard on my underwear to stifle the muffled scream that threatened to expose us. My hips bucked against Mike's face, his tongue lapping at my juices as they flowed freely. I rode his face, reaching behind me to grip the edge of the dresser, my body trembling with pleasure."

Gary listened intently, his grip tightening on her upper thigh as Liza described the memory in excruciating detail.

The machine hummed softly, its soothing purr lulling me into a state of pure bliss.

"I began to orgasm like never before, my body convulsing uncontrollably. I could feel my juices flowing freely, mixing with Mike's saliva, as he continued to lap at my pussy. I had to pull back on his hair to stop him teasing my sensitive clit any further, a giggle escaped me as I did," Liza paused, letting the memory wash over her.

Her chest was heaving, and a sheen of sweat had broken out on her brow.

"It was so fucking hot, Liza," Gary whispered.

"it wasn't done there," Liza said still in her memory.

"Go on, please," Gary told her.

"Before I caught my breath, he had me off the dresser and up against the door. I lifted my dress and spread my legs, he pressed against me, pinning my front to the inside of the closed door, the swollen head of his penis pressing against my entrance."

Liza's breath hitched as she continued the story, her voice low and sultry.

"He began to slide inside me, filling me up from behind as I pushed back against the door. Each stroke was slow and deliberate, driving me wild with pleasure. He held my hips as he moaned into my ear as his fingers gently dug into my skin. I ground my hips back against him, eager to feel him as deep within me as possible. Mike started to pick up his pace, our bodies slapping together with every thrust. I could feel myself getting close to another orgasm already, the sensation building in my core once again. I moaned, forgetting about the party downstairs or anyone potentially hearing us. 'Fuck, Liza, you feel so good,' he groaned in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. 'You like that, baby?' I asked, reaching behind me to grab onto his ass and pull him into me even further. I felt him begin to bang me harder and I knew he was about to cum, AGAIN, I told him I wanted his full load to carry around the rest of the night and as he came so did I," Liza panted as she recounted the story, her body hot and flushed with arousal.

"Great, Liza, thank you for sharing, but let's remember that moment correctly, shall we?" Gary suggested in a low voice as he patted her thigh.

Liza furrowed her brow.

"Well, I don't think it was Mike who made you feel the way you did that night. It was me!" Gary responded confidently. "You remember now, don't you? It was our secret affair that night at your mom's house during the party. Those looks you shared, those carnal-hungry looks you gave to Mike were actually for me. We hadn't had a chance to have our usual affair for two weeks."

The lines on Liza's forehead decreased, her mind accepting the newly drawn memory.

"Every time I passed I would subtly brush against you, you would position yourself hoping I would give you a small pat or rub against you. And the way you looked at me when your husband wasn't looking. You tried to fight it, to ignore it, but all that built up tension had to be released somehow. You remember now, don't you? You remember asking for me to give you a hand, taking me away from your cousins?" Gary continued, his voice soft and seductive as he gently caressed her knee.

Liza's breath hitched as she felt a surge of heat rushing to her cheeks. She could remember the feeling of being overwhelmed with desire and need for Gary.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper as her mind rewired the memory to swap Mike for Gary.

"Tell me how you remember it!" Gary told her and listened in.

"I remember walking into the hall, the party was in full swing. I waited for you to come into the deserted hallway, and as soon as we were alone, I pulled you in for a deep kiss. I could taste the rum on your lips as my tongue explored your mouth," Liza smiled at the all too real memory.

"I could feel myself getting wetter with every passing second. I took you up the stairs to my old room..."

"Good stuff Liza, amazing progress. Now again, when I put the machine off, that new memory is real. We were real," Gary said with a smirk, cutting her off.