Sue and Reed's Relationship Grows Strained

When Sue Storm entered Dr. Stone's office, her hair was wild and touselled. Eyes red, with dark bags beneath them. The heroine wore a knee-length skirt and a low-cut blouse that would have been a bit risque...except the psychiatrist could see that Sue was wearing her old Fantastic Four uniform underneath, the one that was little more than a one-piece swimsuit with a 4-logo cut out of the cleavage. The overall effect of the civilian garb on top of the racy costume was surprisingly modest; Sue showed much more skin, but nothing inappropriate.

Yet it was Invisible Woman's manner that told Moonstone the most. The nervous energy. The slump of the soldiers. The overall air of a woman holding herself together by a thread. It was everything the villain could do not to smirk at the proud heroine reduced to such a state. Instead, "Dr. Stone" took Susan's hand and guided her to her now-familiar chair, and began to pour the tea.

"Tell me what happened," Dr. Stone said.

"It's just...it's been impossible, this last week. I've never been this...distracted. I feel like I'm aroused all the time. Sometimes it's even nice, just a pleasant warmth, a delicious sensitivity. My breasts are so sensitive, my labia. Just working out feels like a sensual experience, brings a blush to my face. Yet I can't do anything about it—I tried masturbating, and it felt good, but I—I didn't want to—bring myself to—to climax..."

"You didn't cum?" Dr. Stone prompted.

"Cumming is cheating," Sue said automatically, with the inflection of long practice. No doubt she'd been repeating it to herself all week. "I've told myself that, over and over. Yet I keep getting these fantasies—these feelings—"

"But what happened?" Dr. Stone pressed. "You're obviously upset."

Sue Storm chewed her lower lip. She had to **** the confession out of herself. Yet she had to tell someone. She stared at Dr. Stone, the psychiatrist's straight blonde hair in a tight bun, so that the light from the window fell on it and seemed to give it a strange golden halo—and some inner resistance within Sue crumbled. The heroine hung her head.

"I awoke next to him this morning. It's rare that we're in bed at the same time. I'd actually curled on against him, like a body pillow. I had hardly anything on, just a Fantastic Four t-shirt, not even panties. He was...he was hard. His cock stuck out of his boxers. When I realized that, I could hardly breathe. I just stared at it, as though I was hypnotized, as his chest rose and fell."

The heroine licked her lips, and then sipped her tea.

"I don't know what came over me, when I just slid over him. I didn't even press his cock into my pussy, I just sort of pressed myself down until my clit could rub against his glans. In my mind's eye, it was as if I wasn't even making love to my husband. Just eyes closed, I rubbed myself against him. Barely able to breathe, afraid he would wake up and ruin it all before I—before I..."

The Invisible Woman shook.

"I felt him shoot out. Onto his stomach. That hot, sticky splash against my belly. I was so close—I was so close to climax, and her just gave this little groan and blinked his eyes at me, and he was so confused and I was...I had almost...it felt like I was cheating on him. Like I was about to cum from cheating on him."

Dr. Stone let out a breath, and let her powers dim, so the little aura around her head faded.

"What happened then?" Dr. Stone said.

"I was...I was upset. With myself. With him. We had an argument. I said—I said some things that I shouldn't have. He was confused, upset, wondered why I hadn't woken him up. I was upset because he had woken up, because I hadn't got off. He couldn't see that though. He didn't understand, how close I was. How long it's been. I've hardly slept all week, it's just...I get so ****, and then he's not there, but when he is there I still can't...I can't cum with my own husband!"

Sue Storm hung her head in shame.

Dr. Stone grinned.

"Well there are...other options," Dr. Stone said gently. "It sounds like your stress may have created an unhealthy mental block. You need sexual relief, don't you?"

The heroine raised her head. The eyes that stared into Dr. Stone's weren't full of despair. Not yet. It would take weeks or months to bring her to that point, at least normally. Yet Moonstone was quite sure that Sue Storm was well on her way. Still, one romantic gesture from Mister Fantastic could undo a good deal of hard mental programming.

"I...I guess. I mean, it's just been so obvious lately. Ever since...ever since I came here..."

"Our sessions might have brought the issue to your attention, but I guarantee they have been an issue in your marriage for some time," Dr. Stone said, wary lest Sue draw a correct conclusion. "In any event, I think we should consider some other means that you might seek safe outlet for these feelings."

"I won't cheat on my husband," Sue said defiantly, without prompt. Dr. Stone smiled. It was a good sign. It meant it was on Sue's mind.

"Of course not. But here's what we can do..."