Handy Man

"I'm so happy you came to my aid, Chuck" Sue tells you appreciatively as she sets a tray of coffees down near the cosy couch where you have settled yourself "Everyone in Greenvale speaks so highly of you and your character that I felt sure you wouldn't turn me down in my hour of need."

"What is it I can do for you, Sue?"

Before answering she sits down next to you.

Right next to you.

"Chuck, I hope you won't think badly of me but I must confess I brought you here under somewhat false pretences."

Okay, that's actually good. You thought she might make you go through the formality of performing some random handy work around her home before you could get down to the inevitable fucking you came here for.

"Oh?"

She places her hand on your knee but actually looks quite nervous as she gazes into your eyes, which wasn't what you were expecting from such a confident cougar.

"It's something of a delicate matter, Chuck. An embarrassing one, honestly. Nobody knows a thing about this other than Larry but something about you tells me I can trust your discretion completely and, in addition to that, I think you're the only person in town who can truly help me."

Well, this isn't how you expected the conversation to go. You are actually a little concerned for her.

"I promise you Sue, whatever you choose to share with me today stays between us. You have my word."

"I have absolutely no doubts that I can rely on you, Chuck" as she takes your hand in hers you notice she is trembling a little "The thing is. Goodness, this is shameful to say but I'll just come out with it. I'm a sex addict."

Oh shit. How do you even respond?

"I see..."

You aren't sure quite what else to say to this, so instead let Sue continue.

"Don't think I'm not aware of the opinion the whole town has about me, and I don't blame them for feeling that way. But what folk don't understand is that it's the medication that makes me behave how I do. It's a side effect."

"Medication?" you ask, your interest suddenly piqued "What medication?"

"Those little yellow pills. You must have seen them, everyone in town is on them. The kind of....urges I get are a rare complication. It's not quite a one in a million thing, but I'm the only person in town who's affected in such a way, I have thar on the doctor's authority, so nobody else would understand my condition and frankly it's too embarrassing to talk about, other than to someone I feel as close to and trust as implictly as you. It's also a sin for me to attend to my urges myself, so you can see why I need the help of a man..."

What, and infidelity isn't a sin?

"I know what you must be thinking - infidelity is also a sin it's true, and a bigger one most likely. But you have to understand that my husband has been out of the country for as long as I can remember. For all I know he could be dead, so I barely feel married. The problem is, I've attempted to enlist the help of most of the other gentlemen in Greenvale and have found that none of them can adequately satisfy my needs. The only person who can provide me with any relief is Larry, and he is good enough to call by often. But now you're here I know you can make me feel better in a way he never could."

You have about a thousand questions, but start with the two that trouble you the most.

"So Dr Jensen prescribed you these pills? Why don't you just stop taking them?"

"Oh, Larry says I shouldn't stop my medication under any circumstances. And he's right, I tried once or twice and it was the most strange and unsettling experience. I felt like I didn't even know who I was anymore."

You remember Mary Lou saying something similar about losing herself when she stopped taking her pills, though she only ever seems to be horny around you, while Michelle said something about having dark thoughts when she tried to quit. You made a decision to stop taking yours yesterday and, perhaps surprisingly, haven't noticed any difference yet.

Whatever effects these mysterious yellow pills might have the red flags around Dr Jenson are growing in number at an alarming rate. It sounds almost as if he is giving Sue medication to make her uncontrollably horny then coming over to fuck her. You can't ask if that's what she was implying when she said she was being provided with relief, of course. But you have a good relationship with Nurse Jones. Perhaps you should take up her offer of a private massage session at her place soon and ask some subtle questions while you're there. You'd been strongly considering paying her a visit even before you had any real reason to.

"I'm sorry Chuck, I know this must seem like a lot to ask but it's something of a medical imperative for me. You wouldn't need to visit every day, only when you have time and at your own convenience. My bedroom door is always open for you. I've turned to just about every single guy in town for help but they can't seem to hit the spot I need them to. So much about sex is mental and emotional for me, and I knew almost from the moment I saw you that we could have a connection and that my desire for you is strong. It would be real swell of you to ride to my rescue with this, and hopefully you wouldn't find it an entirely unpleasant experience."

With that she stands up, lowers her skirt and drops it to the floor, showing you that there was nothing underneath it other than her beautiful, bare naked body.

"So, what do you say, Chuck?"

"Well, I, er"

You are obviously going to agree to this, but don't want to come across as too much of a happy horn dog given that you're dealing with the afflicted.

"Of course, if you think that I'm able to help you with...."

Before you can finish your sentence you hear the key turning in the front door. Moments later, Suzy has entered the room and is surveying the scene in front of her with a cynical expression.

"Hello Mother, I see you needed some help around the home yet again" she then bounds over to you and starts pulling at your arm enthusiasticly "Come on Chuck, since you're already here I can show you my room. I've created a whole new cheerleading routine for you, and if you liked the last one you're gonna totally flip out over it. It's a lot longer and goes way further than before!"

Okay, well here is a nice dilemma to have. Or is there a way you can satisfy both of these women's demands at once?