Private Practice

She called Fred to the room when she heard him come through the door. She stood with her back to him waiting for a reaction. She heard footsteps and felt his soft hands touch her shoulders.

She smiled knowing that her plan had worked. Her pussy started to seep her sweet juice, happy that her long drought was about to come to a close.

He kissed her shoulder, then her neck, and walked around her so he could face her. “You look beautiful,” he said.

“Why don’t you do something about it then?” Judy flirted.

She took a step back and lie on the bed. Fred followed a step behind her.

“Would you like to hear about last night?” asked Judy while sitting at the kitchen table at Jill’s house the next day.

“I’m all ears.”

“Remember the lingerie that you helped me pick out? I put it on for Fred…with all the trimmings. I wanted to surprise him when he came home from work. At first he pretended to be excited. But then that was all there was because he couldn’t even keep an erection. He’s really pathetic.”

“I’m sorry. Well what do you make of it?”

“I guess he’s just not interested in me anymore.”

“You can’t base that on a single occurrence.”

“I’m not basing it on one occurrence; it’s been going on for a while.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“It wasn’t this bad before. It’s just hitting rock bottom now.”

Jill was quiet for a moment. She could see pain all over Judy’s face. She appeared to be on the verge of tears.

Jill had never been the type who listened very well, but now that she was really listening, she could see what horrible condition her friend was in mentally. Judy hadn’t been happy for a long time but Jill was too caught up in her affair with the truck driver to notice.

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know.” She looked up for the first time. “Any suggestions?”

Jill laughed because Judy should have known better than to ask advice from somebody like her.

Judy looked out the window and said, “I think he’s having an affair. What do you think?”

“Isn’t that what it usually is?”

Judy arched an eyebrow and nodded. “Yeah, I just didn’t wanna admit it to myself.”

“You put him to the test and you’re facing up to it now.”

Jill was right but she didn’t want to throw her whole relationship away based on a hunch. She went home and decided to do some detective work. There’s no better place to search for information than from your husband’s best friend, who happened to be one of Judy’s closest friends too, so she called him over.

They sat on the couch and she thanked him for coming over. She wasn’t in a mood for bullshitting so she got straight to the point and asked him if Fred was having an affair.

Sid was shocked by the question and felt very uncomfortable. Judy and Fred were both his friends. He didn’t want to betray one to be loyal to the other.

“Fred’s my partner,” he said.

“Yeah, so? You and I go back a lot farther than you and Fred.”

“Yeah. We’ve been good friends a long time.”

“Very good friends,” she reminded him. She made it sound like he had an obligation to tell her everything. 

At that moment, Sid couldn’t help but wonder how good a lawyer Judy might have been if she would have chosen law as her career. She could be very manipulative when she wanted something and she had the type of appearance, demeanor, and tone of voice that made people trust her within minutes of meeting her.

“Well?” she asked.

“I’m happy to say that I have no reason to believe that Fred is seeing another woman.”

Shockingly, Judy’s expression grew sadder as the realization of what was happening set in. “I guess that means he’s just lost interest in me then,” she said.

“Why do you say that?”

“Shall I go into graphic detail for you?” said Judy, trying to salvage what was left of her sense of humor.

“Whatever it is, I’m sure it’s just a phase he’s going through.”

There was a long silence while all the possibilities rushed through her head.

“You look great,” said Sid.

She flashed a genuine smile and thanked him. It had been a long time since anyone other than Jill had given her a compliment.

“You know, I don’t know anybody that has it together better than you,” he added.

“Then how come you were never interested in me?” said Judy with a rye smile.

“Who says I wasn’t? You’ve always had a boyfriend and plenty of guys standing in line.”

Judy’s smile brightened immensely. “So you’re saying you were interested in me?”

He didn’t like where this conversation was going. He only complimented her to make her feel better about herself. He wasn’t expecting to end up flirting with his best friend’s wife, but there was no turning back now.

“Everybody’s interested in you,” he said. “Including me.”

Judy’s eyes were wide open and her smile had stretched the width of her face. She was playing with her hair and fidgeting like a schoolgirl. “How come you never said anything?” she asked.

“Because when a girl likes a guy, he knows,” Sid said cockily.

“I guess so, but you were never the type for settling down anyway. You’re still not married.”

“Getting back to Fred—I’m sure whatever he’s going through is just temporary and he’ll snap out of it. I gotta go.”

They got up.

“Hey, thanks for coming over. I needed someone to talk to. I appreciate it.”

There was another uncomfortable silence until Judy broke it with a quick kiss on Sid’s mouth. She couldn’t look him in the eye after that. She was blushing and smiling and so was he.

“Thanks,” she said again.

Sid stepped around her and headed to the door. “Don’t do anything foolish,” he called over his shoulder.

“I never would…unless it was with you.”

Although he wanted to, he didn’t respond. He went straight to his minivan and waited until he was inside before he adjusted a very uncomfortable, throbbing boner. He didn’t want Judy to see him if she was watching through a window.

Up to that point, he had never given the possibility of having sex with Judy real consideration. The thought had crossed his mind on many occasions, usually during those wild nights that he spent with his hand and a jar of Vaseline, but he never thought it could happen in real life.

He reflexively turned the wipers on as the rain started beating down on his wind shield, but he paid the world around him no mind. He was lost in the mental images playing in his head.

The thought of making love to a woman like Judy—Hmmm.

“Are you okay?” asked Red.

“Yes, what made you say that?”

“I don’t know. I can sense something is wrong.”

“No, nothing,” said Joanne. Her face said otherwise. She was wearing a frown the size California and she hadn’t said anything all day.

Red asked repeatedly until Joanne gave in. “I love you so much,” Joanne said, “and I would just die if I caught you with another woman…” There was a slight pause, then she added, “…or man.”

Red knew her better than that. She wasn’t worried about other women. She was worried about men.

“I would never do that to you,” she pleaded and crossed the room so she could comfort her girlfriend.

“I know; it’s just that I’m so jealous. It’s the way you look at men. It’s like you miss them.”

Red was shaking her head before she was halfway done with her statement. “I love only you, Joanne. I admit sometimes I think of men, but I can never love a man, not even a little.”

“Then you wouldn’t do it with a man?”

Red laughed, said, “Of course, not. Maybe together and then we’d throw him away when we’re done.”