This is the first part of my first submission to Literotica. Needless to say the sex 'action' will be introduced in the next chapter. Please stick with it and enjoy!
Constructive feedback is most welcome.
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I had become desperate. Depression had brought my life to a complete standstill. I was struggling to function, even on a basic level. I knew I had to get help.
Sitting on my bed with a carving knife, contemplating ending my life was not what I wanted. Asking for help did not come easy, but as I said, I was desperate.
Luckily help was at hand. My sister is a Doctor. She had studied Psychology and Psychotherapy. After practising for a number of years, aged 34, Lisa decided to take a break.
I picked up my phone and called her number.
"Hello"
"Hi Lisa, it's Mark."
"Hi Mark, how are you?"
"Not good actually. I need your help."
"You don't sound great, sweetheart. Do you want to come over for a chat?"
"Yes"
"Well get in your car and come over."
"OK, I'll see you in about an hour."
"OK honey, see you then. Drive carefully."
I hadn't seen my sister for about a year and I was suddenly filled with excitement. I knew I would be able to talk openly to her about my problems and she was more than qualified to help. She was also a great cook and, fingers crossed, she would have some tasty dinner prepared. I hadn't eaten a decent meal for weeks. Opening tins was a struggle that I just about managed these days.
The drive over was uneventful and the time passed quickly. I pulled into the driveway of my sister's house, took a deep breath and knocked on the door. It opened instantaneously.
"My gorgeous brother, it's great to see you."
Lisa flung her arms around my neck, pulled me close and kissed me fleetingly on the lips.
"Come in sweetie, come in."
She took me by the hand and led me into the kitchen. The aroma that pervaded the large room was incredible.
"I'm making your favourite, is that OK?"
"OK? It's great. I haven't had a decent chicken curry for ages."
"Since the last one I made you, right?" Lisa smiled and winked.
"Yeah, that's it."
Lisa motioned for me to sit as she reached for a half-empty bottle of red wine. Pouring me a glass she also did the same for herself.
"I've got a bit more to do for dinner so you just sit there and relax. We'll talk after dinner."
As Lisa went about her chopping and peeling I watched her. I guess she weighed about 140 pounds or so and her 5 feet 10 inch frame carried it well. Her long dark hair, casually tied up, showed her porcelain-like neck. I knew she worked out and jogged. It showed. I'd never thought about her in a sexual way, but she was gorgeous. I guessed her breasts were around 38D, narrowing to a waist that was probably 26 inches or so and her hips were wide, but appealingly so. She certain filled her jeans and t-shirt in a way that anyone would have found attractive.
I sipped my wine.
"So what happened with Richard?"
Lisa didn't answer immediately. I heard her take a deep breath.
"I'm sorry sis, I shouldn't be so nosey."
"No it's fine. What's that saying about cards and love? I'm a great card player"
