3 comments/ 63233 views/ 3 favorites She Forgot Morning By: MungoParkIII   She forgot morning, not just this morning, but every morning for as far back as she could remember. It wasn't that she slept late, sleeping through all those mornings, no, each day her alarm went off at seven a.m. and when she got home after work there were breakfast dishes in the sink. Looking over her email, she found that she had diligently read her email each morning and in some cases responded to the email, it's just that she didn't remember a bit of it. Once she really became aware of the problem she would take time during her lunch break to sit down, remaining very quiet and simply try to remember what she did that morning. It was no good, she would simply spend the entire hour just looking off into space, her mind completely blank. Afraid to mention her problem to any of her friends, she wondered if she was going crazy, if perhaps she should get some therapy. It wasn't until she received flowers from a man she didn't know that she really began to worry. The card on the flowers said, I had a wonderful time this morning, it was signed Bill Wilson. Reviewing her company's employee list she came across a Bill Wilson, but after asking around she learned he was a staff accountant who had been with the company since long before she'd been born. Certain it was a different Bill Wilson, she didn't send an email or try to reply to the old guy. She told herself he must have been married for years and any contact from her would certainly be awkward for him. She tried to contact the flower company but they weren't very helpful, not willing to give out a phone number or address, they did say the flowers were ordered by an individual, not a company. That had been obvious to her. The next day was just like before, she spent her lunch time trying to remember what happened that morning, but she just couldn't remember. She did notice a box of chocolates with a note signed by Bill Wilson once again. When she asked around the office she found out it didn't come by a delivery service, someone put it on her desk personally. She finally decided she would go visit this Bill Wilson in accounting and convince herself once and for all he wasn't the Bill Wilson giving her flowers and candy and thanking her for wonderful mornings she simply can't remember. It was a short elevator trip up to the twelfth floor after which she headed down a long corridor to the back entry into accounting. Quietly asking one of the accountants there where Bill Wilson's desk was, she walked over to his cubicle but found he wasn't at his desk. Noticing two chairs across from his desk, she sat in one and waited. In a few minutes she saw a tall, balding man, walking toward the desk. He was bent over a bit as he walked and one of his hands seemed to tremble a bit. Stepping into his cubicle he didn't look at her but immediately said, "Charlotte, you can sit there all day and I won't... Oh, excuse me, you're not Charlotte. Oh my, this is a surprise, I didn't expect you to stop by. "Do you know me?" "Of course I know you Katy, are you joking with me?" "No, I'm not joking. Just exactly how do you know me?" she asked. "Katy, we've known each other for two weeks now. Known each other very well, if you don't mind me saying so." "So then we..." "It's been almost two weeks," he replied with a puzzled look on his face. "Bill, I am sorry, I think I am going crazy here, crazy or something. I can't remember what has happened to me in the mornings." "You mean this morning?" "I mean every morning for the last two, three maybe four months. You say we met about two weeks ago?" "Yes, in a coffee shop near the bus stop. We had coffee, you asked me to come up to your apartment, something about a light switch..." "A light switch?" "Yes, I had bragged I was an electrician before becoming an accountant. One of your switches had a short, I checked it out for you. It was a broken switch, did your super ever get it replaced? He didn't the last time I was there." "I don't remember." "You don't remember if you got the switch fixed?" "I don't remember any of it," she replied nervously. "And you said we..." Bill nodded. "How?" Looking around Bill leaned forward, "Why don't we take an early lunch, it's a bit of a delicate thing to talk about here." Bill took her to a nearby restaurant where they got a booth way in the back. They ordered quickly and while sipping tea, Bill filled her in. "I had turned the breaker back on and you were reaching for the switch. I grabbed your hand so you wouldn't touch the switch and perhaps get shocked. Then you took hold of my hand and pulled it to you. With one hand you unbuttoned your blouse and then you guided my hand inside your blouse. "You weren't wearing a bra and suddenly, for the first time since my wife died eight years ago I was touching a woman. I was very nervous, not sure exactly what was happening. When I just touched your breast without doing anything more, you knelt down in front of me, opened my pants and took me in your mouth. Like I said, I hadn't been with a woman in a long time, so I didn't last long before I... ah, had an orgasm in your mouth." He stopped talking while the food was set on the table. They thanked the waitress and Bill started again, "Wanting to please you, I began opening your pants, but you took them off, along with your panties. You led me into the bedroom and we got on your bed. I don't think I could have kneel in the kitchen like you did, so there on the bed was perfect. You spread your legs and I kissed you there, used my tongue a bit until you had an orgasm. "We then got dressed and drove me into work. We've met in the coffee shop every day since then, but I only come up here every two days because, well because I'm just not as young as I used to be. Anyway, I did order you some flowers and I bought you some chocolates." "Bill, forgive me, but I don't remember a bit of this," she said. "You do act differently from when I see you in the morning. I mean you aren't as forward, not that I mind you being forward in the morning, I need you to be forward. It's just you are different now." "I don't know what is happening to me," she said, fighting tears. "Okay, Katy don't cry. We just need to figure this out, have you talked to a doctor?" "No. And you've called me Katy three times now, my name is Sarah." "Sarah?" She nodded, "My full name is Katy Sarah Allentino, but only my grandfather ever called me Sarah," she said suddenly feeling almost queasy. "Sarah, Katy, either way I think it's time you went to a doctor." "Look Bill, will you do me a favor? Will you tell me what happens each morning I bring you up to my apartment?" "Okay Katy, but you still need to go see a doctor or at least talk to someone." She nodded, sipping her tea before they stood up to head back to work.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 02   She returned to work that afternoon finally aware of what had happened the last few mornings, unfortunately, she knew nothing of what had happened to her in the morning for almost six months before that. The consolation of this was she found out she had met Bill Wilson from accounting, a seemingly safe and very dear man. While he was old enough to be her grandfather, apparently she had enjoyed the time they spent together the last several mornings. If only she could remember. She worked through the afternoon fully aware she would go home for the evening, do whatever it was on her calendar to do tonight and then go to bed. Tomorrow she would remember going to bed, but nothing before about ten o'clock a.m. when she showed up for work. She wouldn't remember anything from that morning. Remembering lunch with Bill Wilson she was glad he was as understanding about it all as he had been. It must have been a bit difficult to comprehend that the woman he had sex with over the past few days didn't remember any of it. A humble man, he showed genuine concern about her health, rather than take her loss of memory as an affront to his ego. He even commented that he was flattered a woman like her would even have considered him as a partner for sex. It did trouble her that he called her Katy. It was her first name, but the only person to call her that was her grandfather, who had died years ago. She guessed Bill may have reminded her of her grandfather, but she really didn't want to think of that a lot. Bill had convinced her to see a shrink about her problem though and she planned to devote the rest of her afternoon to finding someone who might help. Suddenly it came to her, why call a shrink when she had another option? She picked up her phone and dialed in Bill Wilson's number. He picked it up on the second ring, "Accounting, Wilson speaking." "Bill, this is Sarah, I mean Katy..." "You mean Sarah don't you?" "Bill, I'm not sure what I mean, but I've been thinking about what we talked about at lunch." "Okay." "Look, before I go too far with anything, I was thinking that somewhere between when I go to bed and when I get up in the morning, something happens," she said. "Something like Sarah becoming Katy?" "Exactly, and since you've been close to Katy, I wonder if perhaps, well, if you came home with me tonight maybe, it would either not happen or maybe you could see what causes it." "So is this an invitation?" "Well yes, I mean..." "Katy... ah Sarah, the answer is yes. I'll head directly home after work and then come back to your place." "Thank you Bill," she replied. "See you about seven tonight." The rest of the day passed uneventfully and by five-thirty Sarah headed home. She quickly cleaned up her apartment so when she heard Bill knocking on her door at seven-ten, she could open the door without being embarrassed. Bill was there holding a small bouquet of flowers. "Sorry I'm late, decided to pick these up," he said. "Shasta daisies, I love those." "They were on sale." "You're not supposed to tell me that," she said smiling. "So what's for dinner?" "Dinner? Oh, damn I didn't think about dinner. Look do you like Chinese?" "Chinese is good," he replied. "I'll get it delivered, just a minute." She grabbed the phone, ordered the food and then invited him to sit down on the couch. Sitting down in a nearby chair they talked a bit, but mostly they sat there in an uncomfortable silence until the food arrived. They both went into the kitchen and got the food out on plates and then sat down at the kitchen table. "I hope you like it, it's not the best around, but it's convenient." "It's pretty good," Bill replied. They ate in another uncomfortable silence and then got up to put the dishes in the sink. Sarah went to begin washing the dishes when Bill reached out and grabbed her ass, squeezing it lightly. Sarah whirled to quickly face him and felt his hands run up her sides to her breasts. Looking down she saw her grandfather's hands gently kneading them, she watched as they trembled slightly unbuttoning her blouse and reaching around to unfasten her bra. He fumbled with the bra until she reached her hand up and helped, letting it fall to the floor. Looking down on his balding head and gray hair she felt his tongue circling on her nipples, then felt him suck one into his mouth. Moving her hands down, she held his head against her, her mind spinning. She then felt him kissing down her stomach as his hands unfastened her pants. He pulled down her pants and panties as Sarah notice how hard she was breathing and as she felt his mouth and tongue slide through her pubic hair she felt faint. Grabbing for a chair she sat down, while Bill, intently following her, kneeled in front of her. Then Katy opened her legs and watched the gray haired man move his head between them. His tongue pierced her wet opening and she whispered, "Grandpa." Pausing, Bill glanced up and said, "Huh?" "Bill, please don't stop, don't stop Bill." Immediately she felt his tongue dip into her pussy again and then it moved up to her clit, just like Gran... No, not that... she reached down and pulled his head up. Bill looked surprised, "Don't you want..." "Fuck me Bill, just fuck me." Then she backed into the living area, sat down on the carpet and opened her legs. Bill quickly pulled off his clothes and kneeled between her legs. Katy reached out and grabbed his partially erect cock and stroked it. After it hardened some more, she leaned back and guided him into her. Bill gingerly pushed his cock into her and then withdrew. His knees already ached some, but he began thrusting in and out of her. She responded, raising her hips up to meet him, but she seemed more sedate that when he had been eating her. As he thrust into the hilt, he paused before withdrawing, grinding against her clit, trying to please her. Continuing to move in and out of her, grinding against her clit before each withdrawal he felt himself getting closer and closer. He tried counting to himself, diverting his attention as he looked around her apartment, but nothing worked and he quickly arched his back and came, spurting his cum into her pussy. Resting his head on her breast, he knew he didn't satisfy her. He remained there until his cock slipped out of her. "I'm sorry Sarah..." "Sarah? Nobody calls me that, I'm Katy." Bill looked at her. She did seem different, from earlier in the evening. She was different, but then again she was the same as when he met her the previous mornings. Whereas Sarah was neat and efficient, Katy was less organized, certainly not as neat. As they dressed, her clothes looked unkempt and her hair was out of place. Now of course they just had sex, but he had a feeling Sarah would have stepped into the bathroom and fixed herself back up. Katy didn't. Bill flexed his knees some and then moved back to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, something he had interrupted Sarah from doing. Just as he turned on the water Katy said, "Oh leave those, I have someone come in during the day and clean up here." "Okay," he said, hanging up the rag and walking into the living room. He sat down on the couch as she found some video and plugged it in. She came and sat on his lap as "It's a Wonderful Life" began playing. Bill dozed off before the scene at the bridge.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 03 Bill woke to the smell of coffee and cooking bacon. He was still on the couch fully dressed, so he stood up and stretched. Aching all over he limped into the bathroom, splashed cold water on his face, went to the bathroom and limped back out to the kitchen. "Good morning," Katy said, "How do you want your eggs?" "Scrambled is fine." "Scrambled is so boring, you sure?" "Okay, sunny side up," he replied. "Do I have time for a shower?" "Yeah, the bacon is doing fine and I can hold the eggs until you get out." Bill grabbed his bag and went back into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and as the water was heating up he quickly shaved and then brushed his teeth. Undressing he checked the water and then stepped into the shower. Letting the hot water run over his body he felt a bit of relief in the ache in his shoulder and neck. Sleeping on a couch all night is not something to do at his age. Grabbing the soap, he lathered up and began scrubbing his face when he heard the door open. He held his face in the water to rinse off and see what was happening when he felt Katy's hands on his back. By the time he got his face rinsed she was standing behind him with her hands wrapped around him grabbing his cock. The feel of her breasts against his back and the tickle of her pubic hair on his ass was nice and he began to feel a tingling in his cock. She reached out and grabbed the soap and then returned to his cock, stroking it with her soapy hands. Bill could feel it beginning to get hard, but just wasn't sure it would get hard enough to please Katy. He reached behind himself and moved his fingers down through her curly pubic hair and slipped them into her slit. Moving downward, he worked them into her pussy and once he got them wet with her juices, he withdrew and then slid up to her clit. Gently pinching the tiny nub between his index finger and thumb he carefully slid up and down the length of her clit. The two of them continued jacking each other off, Katy working her hands quickly up and down his, only half erect, cock, while Bill gently moved his fingers on her clit. As they continued Katy slowed down her manipulations of his cock and she began moving her hips, pressing against Bill's fingers. When she let go of him completely, Bill turned and kneeled down in front of her. With the fingers of both hands, he carefully pulled her lips open exposing her clit. Moving his face in close to her he ran his tongue up her slit and onto clit. He slowly licked her as she reached her hands down and held his head. After licking the clit he wet his lips and sucked it into his mouth while hooking his tongue underneath it. Her hips pushed her pussy against him as she moaned loudly. Sensing her orgasm, Bill pushed two fingers into her pussy as he ran his tongue in circles over her clit. Katy moaned loudly and then Bill thought her heard her say, "Oh grandpa," as she arched her back and came. Leaving the fingers of his right hand pushed into her cunt, Bill reached around behind her with his left hand and held her ass. Feeling her pulsations slowly subside, he pulled his fingers out of her and then stood up, embracing her. In a moment she reached back to his cock, but Bill grabbed her hand and shook his head, "No." Nodding she pulled her hands away as Bill reached and turned off the shower. "I'm sorry Katy, it's just been too soon since we last did something." "It's okay, I just thought morning was best for you guys." "It usually is, unless I've had some incredible sex just the night before. Even if it did get hard you'd wear your arm out stroking it." They climbed out of the shower, dried off and got dressed. Katy hurried back into the kitchen and by the time Bill came out of the bathroom, she set his breakfast down in front of him. Two eggs sunny side up, two slices of bacon, some toast and an orange juice were ready for him to dig in. Bill began eating, wondering when Sarah would return. He had an idea at what might be bringing Katy into her life. She Forgot Morning Ch. 04   Bill remained with Katy as she finished eating, tossed the dishes in the sink and got dressed for work. They walked together to the bus stop and Bill noticed she had become less talkative and much quieter. On the bus Katy rested her arm on the empty seat in front of her and then rested her head on her arm. In a few moments she seemed to drift to sleep until shortly before they reached the bus stop nearest their office. When she woke up, Bill could tell by her facial expressions that it was now Sarah sitting beside him. She looked over at him and smiled. Bill could tell she was wondering what had happened so he moved closer to her in the seat. He whispered, "Do you remember me coming over last night?" She nodded. "Well it was going well, do you remember ordering Chinese food?" "Yes, that's right I forgot all about dinner." "Anyway things were normal until we began to clean up dishes. You had begun washing the plates and I came up behind you." "Yes, you grabbed my ass. I remember turning to face you and then I don't remember any more." "After you turned, we kissed and then I unbuttoned your blouse but had a bit of trouble with your bra, which you unfastened." "Okay, I vaguely remember that." "Then I kissed your breasts, sucked on your nipples and then began unfastening your pants. We got those off of you along with your panties and then I kneeled down. Your hands ran through my hair, if I recall, and as I pushed my tongue into you, you called me 'Grandpa.' I immediately paused for a moment and then you... well, by then you were Katy, Katy said my name and asked me not to stop. "I continued pushing my tongue into Katy and suddenly she said, 'No,' and pulled my head away. She then moved into the living room, sat down on the floor, spread her legs and asked me to fuck her. "I pulled off my clothes and got down on my knees, something I paid for later, and then she guided my cock into her. Besides the ache in my knees and back from doing it on the floor it was wonderful. I wasn't able to hold off long enough for her to come, instead I came and then as I was getting up I said to her, 'I'm sorry Sarah.' "She acted perplexed and asked why I called her that, saying her name was Katy. Thinking back on it I should have noticed the change, I mean it was pretty clear when I pushed my tongue into her and she called me 'Grandpa' that Katy was there." "So it's something to do with my grandfather," Sarah said offhandedly. "You do remind me of him some if you don't mind me saying so." Bill smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "I'd have preferred you said I reminded you of Brad Pitt, but hey, what can I say? Regardless, it seems like Katy's appearances may have something to do with your grandfather. Do you recall any thing that may have happened with him?" "No, just normal grandfather and granddaughter stuff the best I can remember. I mean he died about six or seven months ago." "Wait a minute, you said you have been forgetting what happened to you in the mornings and it started about six months ago. That was right..." "Right after my grandfather died. I had never thought of that. Do you think there is a connection?" "I would be willing to bet there is a connection." The bus screeched to a stop and Sarah and Bill got off the bus and headed into their building. They walked together in silence in through the lobby and got on the elevator together. Bill pushed his floor, but Sarah didn't push hers, instead she rode up to Bill's floor and followed him to his desk. Bill sat down at his desk and watched Sarah sit down in the chair across from him. She just began talking, continuing their conversation, "That has to be it, something about my grandfather." "Do you remember him, excuse me for saying this, but do you remember him touching you or hurting you in any way when you were young?" "No, not that I recall." "Well, I think it is worth investigating, perhaps go see a shrink who can do hypnosis. Maybe they can uncover what it might be." "Look, I had an idea. This has happened pretty much the same time each day. What if you and I go to my apartment at lunch and have sex, you do what you did yesterday and see if Katy comes then." "Okay, but either way I think you need to see someone." "Agreed, we do lunch together today and then we'll make arrangements from there." "It's a date," Bill said as Sarah stood up and headed to the elevator.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 05   The morning seemed to drag for Sarah, she did look forward to sneaking off with Bill for a quickie, but much more importantly she was interested in getting a bit more insight in those disconcerting gaps in her memory. Bill brought up some interesting possibilities regarding her attraction to him and her relationship with her grandfather. Of course she was a bit concerned about it all and had pretty much decided to follow Bill's recommendations about seeing a shrink regardless of what happened when they met at lunch. About fifteen minutes before lunchtime she picked up the phone and dialed Bill's extension. They agreed to meet down on the first floor in the elevator lobby in several minutes. She had just enough time to grab her purse, make a run to the restroom and then head back to the elevator lobby. When the elevator arrived on her floor, she stepped inside and rode down. As the doors opened she spotted Bill already waiting for her and waved. Bill smiled and they headed through the doors toward the bus stop. They were still early for the lunch crowds so when the bus stopped they sat together on a nearly empty bus. Both were a bit nervous, so they didn't talk much and without a lot of riders they arrived at the stop nearest Sarah's apartment a bit quicker than they expected. Stepping off the bus she led Bill into her building and then to her apartment. She unlocked the door and led him inside. They headed straight back to the bedroom and both began to undress, without kissing or touching each other. Once they were both naked they looked at each other in silence until Sarah finally broke the ice, "Well, what do we do now?" Smiling some Bill said, "Wow, we suddenly got so clinical about all this. I want to help you with this problem because I want to spend more time with you. I mean you Sarah and not Katy and while what we are doing here may help lead to that end, I am also here because I sincerely want you." Moving over to him and embracing him Sarah said, "I'm sorry, I'm just so nervous now. I mean when we touch I want it to be me that stays with you. I also know we are here to find out what brings Katy out, so I may not be able to stay." "Well I know what brought her out last night and it would be logical to do that." "Bill wait," Sarah said, kneeling, "let me do this for you. Let me do this before we take a chance on her coming." She reached out and grabbed Bill's cock and slowly began stroking it. As it grew to fully erect, she opened her mouth and slipped it over his cock. While she continued stroking she began Billbing her head back on forth on him while her tongue circled the head. She could feel him leaning his hips forward, pushing a bit deeper into his mouth as she increased the speed of her stroke. Slowing down the Billbing of her head, she began sucking him, twisting her head a bit as she did. Keeping her tongue in motion she could see his knees begin to shake some. Removing her hand from his cock she grabbed his hips with both her hands and turned her body, moving him over to the edge of the bed. He sat down spreading his legs wide as she moved one hand back to his shaft while the other cupped his balls. Stroking him again while she gently squeezed his balls she could hear him moan and then felt his cock suddenly increase in girth as he pushed forward and came. Feeling his cum splash into her mouth, Sarah swallowed several times and then pulled her head back. Looking closely at his cock she slowly stroked it, licking up the last droplets of cum as they were squeezed out of his tiny hole. "Oh Sarah, that was wonderful." "And look Bill, it's still me," she said. "Of course now comes the next step and you know what that means." Sarah nodded and climbed onto the bed. Leaning back she rested her head in her pillows and spread her legs. Bill crawled up and began kissing her thighs, slowly working his way toward her pussy. He kept glancing up at her face to see if there were any drastic changes in her expression as he got closer and closer. He then kissed from her thigh over to her slit and slid his tongue quickly up to her clit, looking at her face. She looked as him and said breathlessly, "I'm still Sarah." Bill nodded and then moved down her slit to her pussy. Ever so slowly he slid it inside her. Suddenly he felt her thighs tense up and she moaned, "Oh grandpa no. It hurts grandpa." Bill immediately stopped and sat up. He looked at her face and knew it was Katy. She reached down and pulled his head up to her breasts, holding his head against them. "You can fuck me Bill, just don't dot that." Bill just rested his head on her breasts wondering when Sarah would return. After about twenty minutes he carefully sat up and saw she was sleeping. He got dressed and then sat at the edge of the bed. Gently nudging her feet he woke her up and asked, "Sarah." She smiled and nodded. "I think it's time to get some more help." "Katy?" "Yes, just as soon as I slipped my tongue into your pussy she cried out, 'Oh grandpa no. It hurts grandpa.' Sarah, I think your grandpa may have done something, something you need to work out with a professional. Nodding she stood up and grabbed her clothes. Stepping into the bathroom, she got dressed and then the two of them headed back to work.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 06   Sarah sat by herself in the waiting room in the therapist's office trying to read from one of the magazines. Finding herself primarily leafing through the pages and glancing at the pictures she wished to herself that she had taken Bill up on his offer to come with her. He was incredibly understanding about this whole thing but Sarah just wasn't sure exactly how she felt about Bill. Bill was a nice guy and from what little she had seen, he also was a very giving lover, his desire to please her overshadowed his lack of stamina. Unfortunately, most of her sexual experiences with Bill ended just as they were building up and she really had no idea how Katy and Bill related to each other. The other thing was Bill's resemblance to Sarah's grandfather, something, especially considering her problems, which really bothered her. Wanting to do this for herself, she looked into the yellow pages, found a hypno-therapist and made an appointment. She realized she probably should have done some research into who to see, but she had been too embarrassed to talk to anyone about it, even Bill. The ad for the therapist talked about being certified and it was a sizable ad, so she felt it was okay. She told herself that if it felt uncomfortable she could always go to a different doctor. When she first arrived there was some paperwork to fill out and they had run copies of her driver's license and insurance card. She then wrote a brief synopsis of why she came to the therapist. Apparently now he was reading what she wrote in preparation for seeing her and that was why she was still waiting at eight thirty for an eight a.m. appointment. Finally one of the doors opened and the receptionist said, "He is ready to see you now." Sarah stood up, straightened out her dress and walked through the door. She followed the receptionist down a short corridor and into a dimly lit room. As she stepped inside, the receptionist backed away and closed the door. Sarah saw some motion at the side of the room and a shadow stepped toward her. As the shadow entered the light of a small lamp on a table she saw a small man, actually slightly shorter than her. While she had expected him to be wearing a suit and tie, he had on a white doctor's jacket with a blue button down shirt beneath. He was balding with some gray showing in his dark hair, the gray in his beard was more pronounced. "Hello Sarah, we want to talk about your sexual experiences and this woman named, ah..." he looked at a notebook, "Katy." "Well, yes, except that Katy is me, I think." "Yes, yes, your first name, but you also change when she comes to you." "So I'm told." "You think it has something to do with your grandfather; that perhaps something happened to you because of him." "I don't know," she said, feeling tears well up in her eyes. "Calm, calm, we can help you, now please sit down over here," he said, pointing to a chair near the lamp. After she sat down Sarah watched as he sat on a small stool with rollers and rolled up right in front of her. He reached to the corner of his desk and grabbed a clipboard, handing it to her. "This is a form granting me permission to hypnotize you." Looking down at the form most of the writing was too small to see in the dim light. She held it directly under the lamp, but still had difficultly reading it. Glancing back up at the therapist, she grabbed the pen from him and quickly signed. "Okay, good. Now I want you to focus on this disc," he said, spinning a small disc in the light. "Yes, look closely at how it spins, how it sparkles." Sarah listened and watched the sparkling disc for a while until his voice became a drone. Later when she heard him say, "Now please remove your dress," she thought nothing of taking off her dress and later her bra and panties. She felt his hands gently take her thighs and open her legs. Then she felt his beard gently sliding along her thighs and soon his hot moist breath on her pussy. Spreading her legs wider, she felt the pleasure of his tongue sliding over her clit and then felt the tongue moving downward and... Katy moaned as she felt the tongue push into her pussy, "Oh grandpa, don't." But he didn't stop, he continued moving his tongue inside her. She moved her arms to push him away, but he was too strong and then she felt the pleasure shoot into her. His tongue was now back on her clit as she began to move her hips up and down, finally arching her back as she came. Katy then looked at a strange bearded man and asked, "Who are you and what the hell are you doing?" "Ah, you must be Katy. You signed this form allowing me to do this," he said, handing her the permission form Sarah had signed. "You see the signature Katy Sarah Johnstone. Now I want you to get dressed, we can talk more after I finish the hypnotic evaluations in a few days." Sarah suddenly found herself back in the waiting room looking through the sliding glass window at the receptionist. The woman was saying "...another appointment at ten a.m. tomorrow. Okay, I have it now." The woman then tore off a small piece of paper and handed it to Sarah. She walked out through the waiting room and headed toward the bus stop.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 07   Sarah returned to work after her session at the hypno-therapist and saw her phone flashing with a message. Pretty sure it was Bill who left the message, Sarah just put her stuff down and dialed him up. He answered on the second ring, "Accounting, Bill speaking." "My phone is flashing, did you call?" "Yes, I was just wondering how things went today." "Well, we had a hypnosis session and I found I woke up in the waiting area making an appointment for my visit tomorrow." "What did he say?" Bill asked. "Nothing really, he planned to do several sessions and then have me in to discuss his findings. Today was a quick introduction and then we went into hypnosis. He plans for the hypnosis for the next few meetings and then we'll get together and discuss his findings. From there he said he can review possible treatments." "So what do you think?" "I don't know I'll just have to see how the next few days go." "What about us getting together?" "Well Bill, I'd like perhaps going out for lunch or dinner, but I think we maybe should hold off anything more, at least until I get a bit further along in treatment." "Is that something the doctor said?" "No, it's just me, I want to get this thing worked out before I can divert my attention to you. I hope you understand," she finished apologetically. "Look Sarah, I understand, the most important thing is to get you well. I'm a patient guy." "Thanks for being so understanding," Sarah said. Lunch turned out to be just a quick jaunt down to the deli on the first floor of their building. It was really too noisy to talk about more than some general issues. What was currently happening in Sarah's life was not something she wanted to shout out in a crowded deli. In the evening after work Sarah and Bill headed alone to their own apartments. The following day Sarah went back to the therapist, enduring just a short wait before the receptionist ushered her into the office. Once again she stepped into a dimly lit room, but this time she moved straight to the chair by the light. Once seated she saw the doctor step out of the shadows and sit down on the stool in front of her. "Once again you'll need to watch the disc as it spins in the light. As we did yesterday, when we are finished you'll be a bit groggy and may not realize where you are until you spend a few minutes in the waiting area. My receptionist will help you." "Okay," Sarah replied, focusing her eyes on the spinning disc as it sparkled in the light. Once again his voice became a drone and she automatically began to undress. Today he told her only to remove her blouse and bra. She unbuttoned her blouse, placed it neatly over the arm of a chair and then reached behind her and unfastened her bra, putting it on top of her blouse. She felt the doctor's hands clasp her breasts and gently squeeze them. After a while she could feel a pleasurable sensation as he licked and sucked on her nipples. His beard scratched her soft skin a bit, but it kind of added to the experience. In a moment he pulled away and she heard the sound of a zipper and could smell the musky odor similar to one she had smelled before when with Bill. When she felt the doctor's cock brush against her cheek, she turned her head and slipped her mouth over him. He was smaller than Bill, much easier to manipulate in her mouth as she began to suck. Taking one hand she moved it up and began stroking his shaft as she continued sucking. The therapist began breathing hard and moaning a bit while she continued sucking and stroking him. She began running her tongue over the head of his cock while she Billbed her head and noticed his breathing quicken. He began thrusting his hips forward, pushing himself deeper into her mouth and then he arched his back, moaned loudly and came, spurting into her mouth. Quickly swallowing, she held him in her mouth, gently sucking until his cock began to shrink. When he pulled it out, he slipped his cock back into his pants, zipped up his zipper. Only then did he tell her she could put her bra and blouse back one. He then said, "As you step through the door and hear it shut, you will forget everything that happened after I began spinning the sparkling disc. Do you understand Sarah?" "Yes," she replied fastening her bra and spinning the clasp to her back. She watched the therapist as he watched her grab each breast, position it in the bra and then grab her blouse. Once she buttoned it up she walked to the door and closed it behind her, hearing the distinct 'click' as it pulled to. "Appointment?" she asked. "Yes the receptionist, you wanted me to make you an appointment didn't you?" "Oh yes, same time tomorrow?" "That will be fine with me." Sarah took the small slip of paper from the woman and then walked across the waiting room. Opening the door she stepped outside and headed to her bus stop.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 08   Once again, Sarah came in to work pondering another gap in her life, only today she actually had two gaps. Unable to recall this morning, she also had the burden of not knowing what had happened in her hypnosis sessions. The therapist really had not talked to her since the first day's introduction. At the end of both her previous sessions she woke up facing the receptionist in the middle of confirming the next day's appointment. She had another appointment scheduled for today and then the next day was the day the therapist originally scheduled to meet with her and outline a further plan of action. Sarah was anxious to get on with her life, so this upcoming meeting was important. Just one more hypno-therapy session before she got any hint at what was going on. Thinking of Bill, Sarah felt bad about how she'd been treating him, but she was afraid if they got together it might undermine her treatment. He was understanding about it all and at this time didn't seem too interested in seeing anyone else. It was odd, Bill wasn't all that good looking and while he was a willing sexual partner, his stamina was not real good. She didn't want to suggest Viagra to him, not at this early stage of their relationship, but he might do well to try some. Anyway, the morning work load was light and not wanting to talk about the progress or her lack of knowledge whether she made any progress at all, she decided not to call Bill until after her session. When the time came, she just grabbed her purse, rode the elevator down and then caught the bus heading over to the therapist's office. When she arrived the receptionist ushered her directly into his office, where she sat down in her chair and watched the therapist sit in the stool across from her. "You know what to do Sarah," he said, holding the spinning disc in the light. She watched closely and in a few moments the therapist asked her to get undressed. She noticed him getting undressed too. He didn't have to speak as he stood facing her, he just kind of nodded and Sarah lowered herself down onto her knees and took his cock in her mouth. The cock wasn't fully erect when she started, but in just a few moments she could feel it growing. Before she was able to go further, the therapist stepped back, pulling his cock out of her mouth. "Now Sarah, I will need to see Katy, so please sit down and spread your legs." Sarah complied and watched as he kneeled and pushed his head into her crotch. Feeling his beard brushing down her thigh, she spread her legs wider. The last sensation she remembered then was feeling his tongue first touching her pussy lips. "Grandpa no, please don't," Katy said. "Yes Katy, it's grandpa, but I won't stop," he said just before pushing his tongue deep into her pussy. She responded by lifting her hips to him some. Then he felt her body shudder. "What is wrong Katy?" he asked, pulling his head from between her legs. "It's too big, it will hurt me." "What will hurt you Katy?" "Your thing grandpa, it hurts when you put it in." "No Katy, you're wrong, watch how good it feels," he said, kneeling in front of her as he pushed his fingers into her pussy. Feeling the wetness, he moved his fingers back and forth, getting her opening well lubricated. Then he grabbed his cock and slowly guided it into her as he said, "See Katy, it doesn't hurt." His cock slid into her and then he began to move it in and out, increasing the speed and power of his thrusts as Katy began responding. Lifting her hips to meet his thrusts he could hear her moaning, "Oh grandpa it feels so good." "Katy, grandpa is gone. I am your therapist," he said pushing his cock into her. "Grandpa is gone so you don't have to protect Sarah any more. You are fucking now and it feels good, you want Sarah to feel this good and now that grandpa is gone she needs to come back." "But..." Katy began. "Sarah needs to come now, let Sarah come." She moaned loudly, arched her back and came. Seeing her come, the therapist let himself go and came shortly afterward, spurting his cum deep into her pussy. Pulling his cock out of her he heard Sarah say, "Doctor, what are you doing?" "I'm not a doctor Sarah, and this is your therapy." "But you raped me." "No, you signed the release, I can show it to you if you want to get dressed." She grabbed her clothes, turned her back and quickly pulled them on. The doctor also got dressed. "Damn you, how could you do this..." The doctor had opened his office door and then pulled it closed. Hearing the loud click as the door closed Sarah stopped talking and just looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Thank you Sarah, please make an appointment with my receptionist for tomorrow. I think things are going to work out fine," he said, smiling at her. Sarah walked out of his office and then set up an appointment with the receptionist. She then walked through the waiting room and headed for her bus. Riding back to the office she wondered what the outcome of the therapy had been.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 09   Sarah returned to work and gave Bill a call, unfortunately he didn't answer so she left a message and tried to get back to work. She was excited because something was telling her there was a breakthrough of some sorts, but she just didn't recall what happened. She would just have to wait until the next day's appointment and find what the therapist had to say. Bill didn't call back until about three thirty, but when he did call she seemed so excited that Bill felt compelled to caution her. "Now Sarah, he may be just outlining a course of action on how to get a handle on everything. These things often take time you know." "I don't know Bill, I just feel good about it all." "Do you feel like going out, or is a celebration too premature?" "I don't want to jinx it Bill, let's see what happens tomorrow," she replied. They talked for a few more minutes and then both needed to get back to work. Sarah worked late to cover for some of the time she missed in therapy. It was nearly seven o'clock when she headed out for her bus. She figured she'd go home, take it easy and then in the morning roll in like always, wondering about another gap in her life. The evening was odd, she stayed up and watched the late show, something she hadn't remembered doing in a long time. After she turned off TV she read a while and then fell asleep. In the morning she woke up, fixed coffee and breakfast and then did the dishes. Something she knew hadn't been done in over six months. Sarah got dressed and climbed on the bus a bit stunned. She was headed to work after spending the evening and the early morning entirely cognizant of what she was doing. Could the therapy have worked? As soon as she got to work she called Bill, but he didn't answer. She did want to talk to him but as her appointment time was getting closer he still hadn't called back. Promising herself she'd call him once she got back, she headed off to the therapist. The bus ride seemed to take forever, but finally it pulled up not far from the therapists office. She climbed off the bus and swiftly walked in the front door and through the lobby. The receptionist quickly jumped out of her chair and opened the door for Sarah. Once in the office she sat down in her chair and watched the therapist as he walked over and sat down. He reached out, took her hands and said, "Sarah, I have good news, I think I have gotten through to Katy. I don't think she will bother you." "Do you know why she came?" "Sarah, I believe your suspicions about your grandfather were true and the best I can tell, Katy became a defense mechanism for you. Whenever he started hurting you, Katy would take over. She endured the pain and humiliation so you didn't need to." "But why did it start happening so much, I mean every night it seemed," Sarah said. "Something must have triggered a memory for you and then later when you started dating the man who looked a bit like your grandfather, she just stepped in." "Can I keep seeing the man?" "Well, I'd like to have one more short session with you. The outcome of that session will help me determine if he might be a problem for you. So if you don't mind..." he paused, reaching for his disc. Sarah watched intently as it began to spin and sparkle. In a few moments the therapist asked her to lift her skirt and pull off her panty hose and panties. She complied and then sat down on the chair. She closed her eyes as she felt the doctor's beard rub the insides of her thighs. Then she felt his tongue slide in between her lips. He pushed it into her pussy and let his tongue circle inside her again and again. The deep probing of her cunt continued for several minutes before he moved his head upward and licked and sucked her clit. Sarah came quickly, arching her back and pulling his head into her. Then she relaxed, letting him pull his head away. She squinted at the therapist and then asked, "Have you done this each time I was hypnotized." Standing with his hand on the door he said, "Yes, I felt I needed to." "You had sex with me each time?" "With you and Katy. You see I had to have sex with you to meet Katy." "Is that true doctor?" "I am not a doctor, but yes, I believe it is true," he replied, "And today, I had to confirm that Katy wasn't going to come back. I had to do exactly what I did." "Do you have sex with all your clients?" After she asked that question he paused for a moment and then grabbed, pulling it so the lock would click loudly. With the click of the door, Sarah forgot everything that had just happened, even her interrogation of him. He simply sat down and explained to her about Katy again, but this time leaving out any uncomfortable details. Sarah thanked the therapist and asked if she needed to come back any more. The therapist thought about it for a few moments and then said, "Why not come back in a week or two for a follow up. See my receptionist about an appointment." Sarah made the appointment and then headed for her bus, she couldn't wait to get back to the office and call Bill with the good news. In the meantime the therapist was just beginning to hypnotize another woman, his cock was already hard.   She Forgot Morning Ch. 10   When Sarah got back to work she immediately called up to Bill but once again, he was away from his desk. Leaving a message she quickly described what she recalled from her session with the therapist and said that, aside from a follow up appointment, she had finished up her therapy. Yeah it was a lot to say in a message, but she was too excited to think about much else. While she knew she wouldn't get much accomplished the rest of the day, she stayed at work hoping Bill might get the message and call her back. As the day wore on she tried calling him a few more times, wondering if perhaps he just didn't notice he had a message or was he avoiding her. With only fifteen minutes left in the work day she got her answer. She was about to shut down her computer when she happened to glance toward the elevators and saw a huge arrangement of roses bobbing up and down as it meandered through the cubicles. When it finally arrived at her desk she looked up to see Bill holding a vase of beautiful red roses. "Hey Sarah, I found these downstairs in the lobby, saw your name on them and figured I'd carrying them on up," Bill said. "Oh Bill," she said embracing him, "Really, where did you get them?" "The flower shop had a sale and I just can't resist a bargain, but hey we need to put these down here and get moving." "What's the rush Bill?" "Well, it may be presumptuous of me, but I made reservations. Would you like to go to dinner with me at..." "Of course I will...," she paused as Bill waved a finger back and forth. "You didn't let me finish. Would you like to go to dinner with me at Orlean Place?" he asked. "How did you get reservations as such a short notice?" "Well, actually I've had them for several days, except I had to reschedule." "When I kept putting you off?" Bill shrugged, "They were very nice about it, but we do need to get going." Sarah put the vase with her flowers at her desk, shut down her computer and then grabbed her things and followed Bill to the elevators. When he pushed the button to the garage level she said, "Oh, we're driving today." "Yeah, I didn't figure the bus trip would be all that romantic, especially since we'd have to change busses several times. This way we can stop by your apartment and let you drop off your things and then go." "Will I have time to change?" Nodding, he said, "If you can do it quickly." The elevator stopped at the parking level and Bill led Sarah out to his car. He unlocked the door, opened it for her and then slipped around and climbed in on the driver's side. They were a bit ahead of the after work rush, so he was able to quickly maneuver out of the parking garage and onto the street. They made it quickly through traffic and found a spot close to the front entrance to Sarah's building. Quickly riding up on the elevator they walked down the hallway and Sarah unlocked the door. Stepping into her apartment she directed Bill to the couch in the living room as she headed back to her bedroom. Bill had just started glancing through a magazine when he looked up and saw Sarah standing naked in front of him. He slowly stood up, mesmerized in the sight. Her small breasts with the firm, erect nipples, the gentle curve of her hip and the dark, curly patch of pubic hair drew him to her. Reaching around her, he ran his hands gently down her back as he pulled her against him. Feeling her breasts press against his chest he cupped her buttocks and squeezed the soft flesh of her ass. His cock, pressed against her, was getting hard as he turned his head and leaned forward to kiss her gently on the lips. She reached to his shirt and began unbuttoning it, but he reached up and stopped her. "Sarah, if we do this now I won't be able to after dinner. Let's wait, I want tonight to be special." "We don't need to go to a fancy restaurant for it to be special," she replied. "We don't need to, but I want to take you there. The restaurant by itself is not special, but when we are there together, it will be. Okay?" Smiling, she leaned her hips forward grinding against his erection and said, "Okay, as long as I get to see this when we come back." "You take off your clothes and he'll be back for sure." She returned to her room and quickly got dressed. When she stepped out into the living room she could see Bill liked her outfit. When he reached out his hand to hers, she could feel it tremble some. "Yes," she thought to herself, "tonight will be special."   She Forgot Morning Ch. 11 Stepping out of Sarah's apartment they took the elevator down to the ground floor and Bill led her out to his car where he opened the door for her, carefully closing it behind her. They were both relatively quiet during the short drive to the restaurant, just mentioning the weather and what they both had heard about the Orlean Place. They discovered that while both were familiar with the restaurant, neither had actually eaten there. "I always wanted to go, but never felt there was an occasion special enough to go there," Sarah said on the ride to the restaurant. "We once actually wanted to do an office party here, but the place wasn't big enough for everyone. I think that's why it's so hard to get reservations, it is simply so small." "Well I am looking forward to it," she said as they pulled up to the entrance. The valet opened Sarah's door and then went around getting the keys from Bill. Handing him the keys, Bill took the claim card, tucked it into his shirt pocket and walked around to Sarah. Gently taking her arm he led her into the restaurant. Once inside, the maitre de confirmed the reservations and led them to a small table near the back. Once they were seated they reviewed the menus and selected something light and relatively inexpensive. Bill ordered a bottle of merlot and then turned his attention to Sarah. "You know it's been a bit strange these last few weeks, I guess it's been perhaps even stranger for you. Between you and Katy I've really had to keep myself focused as we saw each other." "I'm sorry, the last six months have really been confusing for me." "I understand, I think you really held it together well, especially as we began figuring out about Katy. The most important thing is that the therapist actually got it all worked out. I mean I have friends who have been going to therapist and shrinks for years and they seem worse off than when they started. This guy must really know what he is doing." "He seemed confident Katy was gone for good. I guess we'll find out for sure later." Feeling a bit of a tingle in his groin, Bill smiled, taking a sip of his wine. "I've got reservations at the Trattoria, a nice room overlooking the lake." "Oh Bill, you didn't need to, my apartment..." "Hey, this will be the first night I get to share with just you, Sarah. I'd like it to be really special, for both of us," Bill said. "You know, after all the craziness, the back seat of the car would be special." "Except, I don't know how well these old bones will cooperate, it's has been a few years since I tried any backseat maneuvers." "From what I recall, you did pretty well in my bedroom," Sarah said, reaching out and taking Bill's hand. "Well, it was Katy who got to see me getting up in the mornings. That's when I paid the price for our adventures together." "Oh come on, it couldn't have been that bad." "Often I was still aching when you and I would go to lunch." The light conversation carried them through dinner and they decided to forgo the dessert to get an earlier start to the hotel. They got the car from the valet and drove several blocks to the Trattoria, an upscale hotel with a Swiss Alps flair to it. When they reached their room they found they even had a center fireplace, like in many of the ski lodges. The two lovers hardly noticed the fireplace as they embraced and kissed just as the entered the door and then left a trail of clothes leading to the bedroom. Sarah climbed naked onto the bed and waited for Bill, who grabbed her legs and pulled them to the edge where he kneeled between her legs. Remembering that this was when Katy always appeared, he began kissing up Sarah's thighs. Breathing in the heady fragrance of her pussy, he parted her lips with her tongue and pushed it into her pussy. Pausing a moment, he moved in tongue in circles inside Sarah, waiting for something to happen. Slipping his tongue back out of her, he glanced up at her face and saw Sarah looking down at him. He moved up to her clit, sucking it in between his lips as he pressed his fingers into her, pushing them deep. Sarah began to lift her hips, pushing herself against him as he sucked and licked her clit, feeling her body begin to tense up until she finally raised her ass off the bed and moaned loudly. Holding his fingers inside her, Bill could feel her pussy convulsing again and again. Moving his mouth from her clit, he rested his head on her thigh until her orgasm subsided. Pulling his fingers out, he climbed up and whispered, "Sarah?" Wrapping her arms around him, she answered, "Yes, Bill, it' me. Just me." She Forgot Morning Ch. 12 Still in each other's arms Bill whispered, "It is so nice to do that and still have you here with me." "I know, what would Katy do?" "Often I had to stop immediately, apparently going down on her is what triggered it the quickest. Once or twice she let me finish, but most times I had to stop. We'd wait for about twenty minutes and then we would start again. At first I thought maybe you were playing a kinky game and I was just going along with it. Later I realized it wasn't a game." "Did you talk with her much?" Sarah asked. "I tried, but she wasn't very talkative and when she did talk, it was like talking to maybe a twenty year old." "Not an old woman like me?" "No, no I didn't mean that, she just seemed to be too into herself, her social life, not really worried about anything else. Well, except when she went on about grandpa." "That must have been uncomfortable for you." "Like I said, at first I thought you... ah she was playing a game. Later I just tried to be quiet until she started touching me again," Bill said. "At least now things are normal and I can be here at the finish," Sarah said, reaching down and grasping Bill's soft cock. It immediately began to stiffen in her hand as she said, "Mmmm, I like that, feeling it grow when I touch it. What will it do if I kiss it?" Smiling, Bill said, "You'll just have to try it and see what happens." Getting up on her hands and knees beside him, she moved her head down and lightly kissed the head of his cock as she began stroking the shaft. Seeing a spot of pre-cum well up in the tiny hole, she touched her tongue to the fluid and pulled it into her mouth. She then lowered her head and took his cock into her mouth. Sucking hard, she continued stroking him with one hand and then cupped his balls with the other. Sarah could feel Bill's hand run up her arm and then it moved to clasp her breast. He slowly kneaded it as she continued sucking his cock. Beginning to feel the sensations running through him, he lifted his hips, trying to push his cock deeper into her mouth. Sarah continued for a few more minutes and then pulled her mouth away. Now, holding his cock firmly in one hand, she moved her body around and straddled him. She then began lowering herself down onto his cock, guiding him into her pussy with her hand. Slowly lowering down onto him, her pussy enveloping his cock in her warm dampness, she felt him slowly fill her. Dropping down on him to the hilt, she ground herself against him, pushing her clit against him. Raising up she felt him sliding out of her until she plunged back down on him, feeling the fullness within her. She continued moving like this, feeling him slip away from her and then suddenly slide into her again. Bill responded to her lifting his hips for each thrust while his hands reached up to her breasts. Sensing that Bill was getting close, Sarah let herself focus on him, on feeling him as his cock filled her and then slipped away. Feeling herself getting closer too, she watch his face, watched as his jaw tightened and his expression went to something almost painful and then suddenly, to pleasure. Letting herself go, she felt the first waves of her orgasm as she felt his cock twitch inside her spurting the cum into her pussy. Sarah collapsed on him and the two remained together until his shrinking cock slipped out of her pussy. She then rolled over beside him. In a few minutes she could hear his breathing become steady as he drifted to sleep. Finally, she got to sleep with her lover. After breakfast the next morning Bill offered to drive Sarah over to the therapist's office for the follow up. They ran a bit early, but parked the car and headed to the office when they noticed some police standing outside. Still about half a block from the office they stood and watched as several uniformed officers carried some computers out of the building. A few moments later she saw them leading her therapist out in handcuffs. They stood in stunned silence as the police led him to the car, helped him into the backseat and then pulled away. Several other officers waited while the receptionist locked the door and then headed to her car. Only when she drove away did they walk back and climb into their police cars. Bill quickly grabbed his lover's hand and asked, "Sarah, are you still with me?" "Yes, I'm here Bill. Don't worry, I won't be leaving you." They walked back to their car in silence.