Author's note:- None episode based but there's likely to be occasional mention of events in the first few series. I love the idea of Grace being given a challenge by her peers that could make things very difficult and if a little, or in this case quite a lot, of smut can get thrown in it can only make it better! Rated for adult themes, sexual content and all the usual stuff. I own nothing.
Ladies who Lunch Ch3/?
"Well when you said you were bringing a truck load of booze you weren't joking where you?" Grace laughed opening the door to Mel and Frankie where they stood holding up two supermarket bags full of bottles.
"We wanted to be sure we had enough." Mel replied walking past her into the hall as Frankie paused for a second.
"You look...I'm not sure what the word is but it's certainly a good look on you you're practically glowing. What have you been up to since we left the office Grace?" She asked as they moved toward the living room and Grace simply laughed hoping she was hiding exactly how "glowing" she was still feeling.
"I lit the fire and showered and changed Frankie it's only been an hour and a half for pities sake."
"Well that's loads of time as I'm sure we'll establish later."
"She's been like this the whole way over in the car I think she's looking forward to this way too much." Mel laughed shaking her head as Grace brought the tray from the kitchen on which she'd laid out snacks and glasses her eyes narrowing as Mel held up a bottle of bright blue liquid.
"Well I do like an enthusiastic subject. What the hell is that?"
"Something to get things moving along wine glasses are great but have you got shot glasses?" Frankie smiled. "Come on Grace don't pretend you're shocked I saw you going shot for shot with Boyd at last year's Christmas party."
"That was a matter of principle." Grace laughed going to the cabinet at the other side of the room and retrieving three shot glasses. "He was being a chauvinistic idiot..."
"No! Not our Boyd he's normally such a sensitive guy." Mel interrupted filling each of the glasses with the blue liquid and handing them out. "Let me guess he didn't think any woman let alone you could drink him under the table."
"Got it in one."
"But that night we had to pour him into a cab, Spence actually had to go with him to make sure he got into the house ok."
"Umm well I did tell him it was a bad idea to challenge me." Grace laughed as they gently clicked the shot glasses together "Here's to a fun and productive evening."
"No I'm sorry but I still think someone is stitching you up Grace did you really piss off one of the other "women in psychology"?" Mel asked ten minutes later when they were settled with full wine glasses and a tray of shots that the girls assured Grace would come into play later.
"No, honestly it's a running challenge of sorts, once we know who is presenting that year the rest of us get together and try to pick something that will give them the most work. It's not vindictive it's a bit of fun I'm just irritated they didn't give me more notice but then that's all part of the challenge too."
"Ok so this is really a branch of psychology that has real research and people who specialise in it?" Frankie asked making Grace laugh as the effects of the shot and the wine she'd already drank started to give her the pleasant feeling of relaxation that was far from being drunk but made her feel so much more comfortable.
"Of course it is. Think about it your fantasy life is as much a part of you as your real life. We all indulge in allowing ourselves to imagine we are the most desirable, most beautiful, most fuckable..."
"Grace!" Mel laughed holding her hands up in surrender as Frankie stared at her for a second. "Ok, ok if we're going to do it we should do it right I'm just not used to you using words like that Grace but then that's what this is about isn't it? The things no one who knows you, however well, would think about you?"
"Exactly. Without details just think for a second about the last time you masturbated and the next time you walked into work. If there was a video playing on the whiteboard of what you saw while you pleasured yourself would the rest of us be surprised? Shocked even?" Grace asked not needing to take the moment that the girls were taking to picture the scene she knew if they saw a video replay of what she'd been thinking only half an hour ago they would be shocked.
"Well I was..." Frankie began before she held her hand up to silence her.
"No details just yet. I'm asking would we be surprised. I can tell you I think if my most recent fantasy was playing on the whiteboard at work I'd not only think you'd be shocked I'd never be able to look any of you in the eye again. Our fantasy lives are exactly that, a fantasy something we own more completely than anything else."
"I'd say the boys would be shocked, Spence maybe not so much but Boyd would probably never be able to look me in the eye again. I think maybe he sees us too much as the "kids" and you and him as the "parents" for all his banter he doesn't like to think about us in that way." Mel finally replied shaking her head with a mischievous smile. "I mean what we imagine is different every time right? I mean not every time there are things that are the same but you're right Grace they aren't always things the people we see every day would imagine would get us off."
"He does see you as the kids we are a family of sorts I don't though I love you all but I know you're highly motivated, qualified professionals who happen to be younger than us. Don't let the idea that he somehow sees me as your "mother" make you feel awkward. I see you as my friends."
"Good so tell us, did you really indulge in a little "DIY" before we got here?" Frankie asked "Come on Grace I've never seen you look like you did when you opened the door if there was a dictionary picture of someone who'd just cum you would have been it."
"Frankie! I thought we were all going to let a bit more alcohol get into our blood streams before we started being so blunt." Mel laughed choking on the gulp of her wine she'd just taken. "She is right though Grace, come one fess up."
"If I said yes would it make you feel awkward?" Grace asked knowing this was the test. It wasn't about what she had been seeing or who she had been with in her imagination if the girls couldn't see past her as they knew her in work to what she was as a woman it would never work having the discussion they needed to.
"No!" Frankie and Mel said in unison laughing slightly as Mel took over. "Look Grace we don't think you're some virginal deity. You are a really beautiful woman, you're smart, confident, and if I was a guy I'd want to sleep with you. We love you, if someone is getting you off either in your imagination or in real life we're all for it. This won't work if you're constantly worried about what we might think."
"Yeah." Frankie agreed "I bet you're a real rocket between the sheets Grace any guy who was with you would be damn lucky. Now fess up! Yes...and I already know it's yes...or no."
"Ok yes." Grace smiled relaxing at little more at the smiles that came back to her. "I thought talking all evening about my sexual fantasies might be a little easier if the conversation wasn't making me desperate to nip off to my bedroom for ten minutes and..."
"See this is why she's the Doctor and we're not." Mel laughed as Frankie nodded. "I was thinking exactly the same thing but it never occurred to me that dealing with the situation before I got here might help."
"Well it sort of did for me." Frankie replied with a coy but smug smile. "You were shopping I had time before I had to pick you up and I was running through things in my head, purely for scientific reasons of course to make sure I gave Grace the best information possible and...well one thing led to another."
"Great so give it an hour and I'm going to be the one sitting here panting for an orgasm while you two are serene and happy?"
"The spare room is second on the left at the top of the stairs if you need it we'll pretend we didn't see you disappear." Grace replied smiling and only half teasing and feeling a little better knowing she wasn't the only one who had thought the evening could get tricky so had taken matters into her own hands. If at any stage either of her friends felt things were getting too much she wasn't going to draw attention to a momentary absence.
"So Grace to get right down to it, I will if you will." Frankie smiled refilling their wine glasses and handing out a shot each. "I'll tell you what I was thinking of earlier tonight when I came if you tell me."
"OK." Grace replied knowing she could tell them without being specific and the catalyst for her climax would be the same, they didn't need to know who in particular she was seeing in her fantasy they just had to know what it was. "You first though I need that second shot to settle it's really strong...Who the hell is that?"
"Ignore it Grace it's girls night." Mel said firmly as she got to her feet determined to tell whoever was at the door to bugger right off.
"I'll get rid of them it's probably someone trying to sell me bloody dusters or something." She smiled leaving the room and reaching for the handle of the door pulling it open. "Not tonight thanks I'm kind of busy so...What the hell are you two doing here?"