Part 3

Liza checked her makeup and pretty face in the rearview mirror before taking a deep breath, slightly nervous about her more risqué choice of clothing. Her hands trembled slightly as she got out of the car and pocketed the keys. She made her way to her mom's front door and went inside.

"Hey Mom, I'm here!" She called out as she closed the door.

"Oh, Liza," his mom said as she came into the hall.

"Gary is here!" her mom said as she gave Liza a hug.

As Martha stepped back from her daughter, she scanned Liza from top to bottom and back again. She then smiled and said, "Great choice in outfit, darling. good to look your best for the right man." Martha nodded to the living room.

Liza blushed slightly, then made her way to the living room, where Gary was sitting on the couch with a rather dashing smile.

"Liza," he greeted in his usual jovial tone as he got up. Liza waited for a welcoming embrace, but Gary moved to the machine that seemed to be just at home now in the corner of the room.

As she sat down on the usual spot on the sofa, she felt slightly disappointed that Gary had not hugged her. Martha excused herself and went to the kitchen, closing the door behind her.

Liza tilted her head, considering him for a second as the hum of the machine whirled and Gary made his way back to his own seat.

"So," Liza finally said, putting on a brave smile and immediately trying to fight a yawn. "What do we do today?"

"I thought maybe we could start with something simple, like your celebrity crush. You know, imagine you have a chance to meet that ultimate dream man of yours."

Liza's smile grew wider, as if her thoughts had just transported her to somewhere else more exciting than this living room. She thought for a moment and relaxed on the sofa, feeling the warm feeling of comfort wash over her.

"Great Liza, these sessions have you becoming more responsive. You are doing so well," Gary told her.

Liza felt pride in doing well for Gary.

"So, why don't you tell me about that special, amazing man?" Gary said, his voice dropping lower.

"MMMmmm, it has to be Scot East, the actor, just a complete cutie," Liza replied, her mind completely enveloped in her daydream.

"Has he got a nice body too, Liza?" Gary persisted.

Liza warmly smiled. "Oh, most definitely! Tall and hunky. His incredible blue eyes?"

Gary's grin widened as he leaned in closer to Liza. "And what would you do if you actually had the chance to meet him? What would you say?"

Liza began to breathe a little heavier; her eyes glossed over as she daydreamed about her celebrity crush.

"Nothing; I'm married to Mike. I would not cheat; Mike is a good guy," Liza said.

"Is he really? You know we will need to reinforce something on that later," Gary told her.

Gary continued to press on all the attractive things about her crush before moving on.

Gary was now sitting beside Liza on the sofa. "So now Liza, we know your idea of a man's looks; how about the feeling? What's something in a book or movie that you found completely erotic, something that got you going? Do you have it?" Gary said this and leaned back on the couch with a shit-eating grin.

"Yes," Liza said. "There's a scene in one of my favourite romance novels: the two main characters were in love as kids; they moved apart and met one day at a carnival; he won her a stuffed animal. They go on a walk, finding themselves alone. Then, when the rain starts, they run along to get shelter under a small bridge. They are both soaked through, and as they get under the secluded bridge, they begin to hug.".

Gary nodded slowly. "Sounds hot, but when you tell me the rest, I want you to remember it clearly; it was not a book; it was real. As you remember and recount it, you will see you were so lucky for it to be you that it happened to you and me!"

Liza hailed deeply, and a soft moan left her lips.

"Now, go on, Liza, tell me about it," Gary instructed.

Liza took a deep breath, her chest heaving.

"The boy kissed the girl, his hands in her hair, as the girl passionately kissed him back. The girl could feel her soaked blouse stuck to her skin, her erect nipples poking at the material, and how his hot hands began to reach under it to touch her tender flesh. The pitter-patter of rain outside as their tongues explored each other's mouths and how their bodies pressed together tightly. She could feel his growing arousal pushing against her belly.".

Liza squirmed in her seat more.

"I could feel his hard cock pressing into my belly," she whispered, her voice quivering.

Gary leaned in, his eyes gleaming with excitement and interest. He casually put his arm around Liza. She didn't protest, getting lost in her memory and the hand that was draped over her shoulder.

"What then?" he urged her on.

"The smell of the freshly cut grass and the sound of the rain echoing in the arch of the bridge made it more romantic for me. I broke the kiss to look at him. Then I kissed him again and began to unzip his jeans. It was an effort to pull the soaked jeans down his thighs to get at that stiff, hard cock that I knew was in there waiting. I wrapped my fingers around him, feeling his silky, soft skin moving up his shaft. As I started to stroke him and he moaned, I started to kiss down his neck, feeling his hot breath on my ear. I felt his hand roam down and caress my breast. I got on my knees and pulled his jeans down further. I looked at him and smiled before I wrapped my lips around his head, feeling his dick pulse and twitch in my mouth. I moaned around him, feeling his pre-cum leak out and fall to the back of my throat. I hollowed my cheeks as I sucked him off, my hands cupping and massaging his balls while my mouth worked its magic on his manhood. His hands found their way to the back of my head, guiding me deeper onto him.".

Liza licked her lips at the thought. She placed her hand on Gary's thigh, squeezing gently.

"As I sucked on his dick, I could feel him getting harder and harder, and I knew he was about to cum, but I didn't want it to end too soon. I wanted to taste his cum and feel his trembling body. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and squeezed it lightly, feeling his body twitch and jump. He groaned louder, and I could tell he was desperately trying not to cough yet. Then he pulled me to my feet. With his hands up under my skirt and pulling off my pants, I stepped from side to side to let them free of my ankles."

Lize took another breath as her mind added details to the memory.

"Then you threw them to the side; against the stone wall of the bridge, there was no sound other than our breathing and the rain. We kissed as I pushed you back to the wall where you had thrown my pants. As you slid down the wall to sit at its base, my legs began to straddle you. Once you were seated and looking up, I lifted my skirt and lowered down over you. I wrapped my arms around your head as you lifted my top, your mouth finding my nipple. As I began to lower further, my pussycat began to swallow your hard cock." Liza continued as she now leaned into Gary, her hand now kneading his thigh as she spoke, her other hand reaching inside her blouse as she spoke.

Gary's hands were on her bare shoulder, his thumbs tracing small circles on her skin. He could feel her body beginning to tremble slightly as she described the memory in more detail, her words painting a vivid image.

"As you continued slipping inside me, you sucked on my nipple, not hard but firm; it made me moan into the echo of the bridge. My ass cheeks bottomed out on your thighs, your full length inside me; I could feel every inch of you. I shifted on you as I lifted myself up off before you completely disappeared inside my warmth again. I could feel my slick juices lubricate your cock as I raised myself up and then lowered myself back down again."

Liza let out a moan as she continued to picture the scene in her mind, her body now mirroring the movement of her story.

"I started to ride you faster, hips swivelling with each up and down motion, my swollen clit rubbing against your pelvis on every downstroke," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Arching my back I craned my neck back and looked up; your sucking on my whole nipple and breast being sucked into your mouth. With your hands on my hips, guiding me in my movements, I leaned back as you continued sucking and licking on my nipples. My body shuddered in response. As the pleasure mounted in me, I rocked my hips harder against you, feeling your thick shaft touching the very core of my being, igniting a fire deep within."

Liza's breathing became more laboured as she remembered her fantasy. She could almost feel Gary's hands on her body. Her fingertips gently bit into his thigh as she continued, her hand inside her blouse squeezing her own breast as she sat on her mother's sofa.

"I moved my hand to your forehead, leaving the other wrapped around your neck. I pushed back, and you broke the grip on my nipple and breast with a pop. My mouth was on yours instantly. I opened my mouth and pressed out my tongue into your mouth, my moans pushing past your breath. I loved how you sucked on my tongue as I rode your big, hard cock. Your lips locked around my tongue, and we moaned more intensely, my movements speeding up as I found my release. I slammed down on your cock one last time, my pussycat clenching down on you as my orgasm tore through, and it left me quivering on top of you as you pumped your seed into me."

Liza slumped back on the couch, her chest heaving as she caught her breath after the new memory. Her fingers were dancing along the lapel of Gary's shirt, tracing imagined lines and curves.

"Fantastic Liza, I remember it too, and it was just as special for me," Gary told her with a grin, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Liza couldn't help but smile back, her body still humming with pleasure from her vivid daydream.

"So, Liza," Gary leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low purr, "How about we make that memory a little more real? Just for old times, of course."

Liza's breath hitched as she felt Gary's hand on her thigh, his fingers tracing patterns on the sensitive skin beneath her skirt. "No, I couldn't cheat on Mike," she protested weakly, but her body was already betraying her, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of being with Gary in this way.

Gary showed the first sign of frustration; he took a deep breath of his own. "Liza, I want you to tell me of a time you can recall one of your friends being in a relationship that was not good for them. ok?"

Liza nodded.

He gave her a moment to think, "You got one?"

Liza nodded.

"Ok, describe it to me," he said, showing patience again.

"Laura, my friend, her husband was running around behind her back, but he also was not the most attractive; sure, he has the confidence and all the gifts of the gab, but she could do so much better," Liza told.

"Laura's husband, he just can't keep it in his pants. He just doesn't appreciate her. He even tried it on with me; I didn't tell Laura, just that she could do better. She shouldn't just leave; she should teach him a lesson and have her own fun."

Gary nodded with a large, broad smile, his hand still resting on Liza's thigh. "Ok, so Liza, that's not how you truly remember it, is it?"

Liza's eyebrows raised.

"You have it mixed up; I'll explain it, and you remember it. So you have yourself and Laura's husbands mixed up; Laura's husband is faithful, sweet, and good; Mike is the husband who was running around behind your back; he is not that attractive, but he has the confidence; but you could do so much better; in fact, you want to not just leave but have some fun of your own first; you have been, just like the night in your old bedroom with me." Gary told her with a suggestive grin.

Gary got up and switched off the machine. He sat across from Liza and let her come around.

Liza sat up; she felt amazing—honky and amazing.

"Wow, I feel so relaxed," Liza said.

"Good," Gary told her.

Liza looked up at Gary; her breath caught in her throat. He was unbelievably handsome. She couldn't believe she had ever thought otherwise. She felt a wave of desire wash over her body as she looked at him.

Martha came in; she looked at her daughter, then at Gary. "Tea?"

"Lovely," Gary said, still watching Liza.

Liza wanted to resist Gary's charm; she was married, but thoughts of having fun and a bit of payback for Mike's wandering dick had her in a dilemma.