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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )

This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
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A Cure for the Hiccups

(3,290 words)
by Maria Gonzales

Copyright 2001 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this 
work without the author's written permission is 
strictly forbidden.

"I don't <hiccup> believe it!" I said as I threw my 
hands up in disgust. "How can I get the hiccups half an 
hour before I have the most important <hiccup> 
presentation of my life?" I leaned back in my chair, 
closed my eyes, and tried to wish the hiccups away. 
Concentrating all of my mental energy on making the 
hiccups disappear, I focused on willing them away. 
Didn't somebody say that the brain is capable of many 
amazing things? I hiccuped again. Whoever said that 
must not have had my brain in mind.

"Don't worry, Sarah. They'll go away," my best friend 
and colleague Alyssa reassured me.

"You don't under <hiccup> understand," I complained. 
"When I get the hic- <hiccup> hiccups, I really get the 
hiccups, they last for hours.

"Hours?" Alyssa asked, then paused as I hiccuped again. 
"That means you'll have to do your presentation with 
the..." I hiccuped again and she looked at me with a 
sympathetic frown, "...with the hiccups."

"But <hiccup> I can't! This is the most important thing 
in my career. I can't go in <hiccup> there with the 
hiccups. You gotta help me, Alyssa!"

"Try holding your breath."

"I did, it <hiccup> didn't help."

"How about breathing into a paper bag?" I shook my head 
in disgust and hiccuped. "Standing on your head?" 
Alyssa continued, "I know. Try drinking some water."

"How about if I just put a paper bag over my head and 
go hide in the corner?"

Alyssa laughed.

"I tried <hiccup> all of that. None of it worked. What 
am I gonna do? I'll be laughed out of the conference 
room if I go in there with <hiccup> these damn 
hiccups." I got out of my chair and paced back and 
forth in my office from the window to the door, 
desperately trying to think of something - anything to 
get rid of the stupid hiccups.

I hiccuped again as I paced by the desk.

And again as I reached the door.

"Hiccups aren't bad," Alyssa tried to be sympathetic. 
"You'll be able to get through your presentation. 
They'll understand."

"Are you nuts, Aly? This is going to be terrible. I'll 
be lucky if they don't put me in the mail room after 
this."

"It's not so bad. At least you don't have a case of the 
burps...or worse ."

Moving with a sudden rush of inspiration, Alyssa sat in 
front of my computer and maneuvered the mouse. Curious 
as to what she was up to, I stood behind her with a 
loud hiccup, resting my hands on the back of the chair. 
I watched as she started my Internet connection and 
asked, "What's your password?"

"Let me type it in," I answered as I leaned over and 
hiccuped in her ear.

"Don't you trust me?" she asked as she turned to me.

"No <hiccup>," I answered, "it's not anything like 
that, it's just that my password is a little 
embarrassing. Remember when Daniel was in charge of the 
computer systems, he changed my password to... well, 
it's a little <hiccup> embarrassing."

"I don't know what you ever saw in that guy, he 
reminded me of a caveman."

I laughed and answered, "That was part of his <hiccup> 
charm, but it wore out after the first night, if you 
know what I mean."

"You can change it, you know."

"What? My password? I know, but I keep forgetting to. 
Let me type <hiccup> it in."

"Just tell me what it is. It can't be that bad."

"OK, but you have to <hiccup> promise not to tell 
anybody."

"Hurry up, times ticking away. The presentation is in," 
she looked at her watch, "twenty-six minutes."

"Lick me now." I answered.

Alyssa turned to me and scrunched her face. "I would 
love to, but I don't think now is the time."

"Funny, Alyssa. That's my password, lick <hiccup> me, 
but with a dash in between the words."

"I know. I was just kidding, but if you ever get the 
urge to... you know."

I smiled uncomfortably at her and laughed softly. If 
she only knew. Ever since she came out of the closet 
and announced that she was a lesbian, thoughts of me 
and her drifted through my mind -- not that I would 
ever act on them. I kept my lesbian fantasies to myself 
and made myself happy with my normal, straight love 
life, what there was of one anyway. She typed in my 
password with a little smirk on her lips. "What are you 
<hiccup> doing anyway?" I asked as she maneuvered the 
mouse and opened the web browser.

"Let's see if we can find a way on the Internet to get 
rid of your hiccups. Everything else is there, maybe 
we'll find something that works."

"It's gonna take forever to find <hiccup> something. 
I've only got about fifteen minutes."

Alyssa looked at her watch, "We've got twenty-three 
minutes to find a cure for your hiccups. Let's try one 
of the search engines."

While the search engine page loaded, Alyssa nervously 
tapped the mouse with her finger and I stood, walked to 
the window, looked out and hiccupped. I heard Alyssa 
type something on the keyboard, but I didn't have much 
confidence in finding a cure that would work. I turned, 
looked at the back of Alyssa's head, and held my breath 
as I returned to my station behind her. One... two... 
three... I counted as I held my breath, desperately 
hoping against hope that for once, holding my breath 
would cure my hiccups. Five... six... I rested my hands 
on the back of Alyssa's chair and stared at the screen. 
Seven... eight... nine... hiccup. Damn hiccups.

"Nothing new here," Alyssa announced as she clicked the 
back button and returned to the search engine and tried 
another link.

"This is ridiculous. I'm doomed," I said as I turned 
away from the monitor and stared at the door. "I don't 
believe <hiccup> this. This presentation is going to 
make or break my career; I've worked for weeks on this 
and its <hiccup> perfect, but now I've got these stupid 
hiccups!"

Behind me, Alyssa giggled. I turned back to her and 
looked at the monitor. "What's so funny?" I asked.

"Nothing," Alyssa answered as she continued staring at 
the screen.

"C'mon. You laughed at something. Tell me what."

"It's just that... this site is ridiculous, and it's 
supposed to be from a doctor, but some of the cures are 
wild," she giggled again and I hiccuped. "Look at these 
cures," she continued as she read one out loud, 
"'Recline on your back, relax and undulate your stomach 
muscles while gently massaging them with your hands.' 
How the hell are you supposed to undulate your stomach 
muscles?"

"I don't even want to imagine," I answered.

"Listen to this one. Close your eyes, imagine that you 
are on a secluded island, sitting under a palm tree, 
feeling the warm breeze on your face. Concentrate on 
the calmness you feel. Feel the warmth of the tropical 
sun on your bare skin. Relax. Let the tenseness drift 
away." I interrupted her with a loud hiccup, "I guess 
that didn't work," she said as she looked at me and 
smiled.

"How much time do we have?" I asked.

Alyssa looked at her watch and answered, "Nineteen 
minutes. Don't worry, we'll find something," she said 
reassuringly.

"I doubt it," I answered.

Alyssa read off some of the other so-called cures from 
the site, each one more ridiculous than the next. They 
ranged from standing on my head and counting backwards 
from a thousand while I concentrated on the most 
pleasant memory I could think of to drinking a large 
glass of flat soda with two whole lemons squeezed into 
it.

"Try some other site," I said as she giggled and gasped 
through some more cures.

I hiccupped again.

"Wait. This is funny stuff," she said. "I'm almost to 
the last one." As I watched her read the monitor, her 
mouth dropped and she gave a disbelieving laugh as she 
stared at the screen.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"C'mon, tell me."

"It's nothing, but..."

"But what?" I asked.

"Let me read the last cure he gives. 'If all else 
fails, then try the cure that almost never fails. Find 
a partner or a nice relaxing private spot, relax and 
have a mind blowing orgasm, but, and this is important, 
don't hold anything back, don't try to be quiet, don't 
try to suppress the orgasm. An intense screaming orgasm 
will make the hiccups disappear.'"

"Oh that'll work," I answered as I turned away and 
stared at my coat hanging on the wall. When did I get 
that spot on the sleeve?

"Wait, he says more. ' It is important to let the body 
relax but also important to let the screams of pleasure 
out. By muffling them, you only increase the tension in 
your abdomen and don't give the hiccups a chance to 
disappear. By moaning and screaming you allow your 
abdomen to relax and release the tension within.'" 
Alyssa turned to me and added, "It's worth a try you 
know."

"Yeah right. Where exactly am I going to have a mind 
<hiccup> blowing screaming orgasm? These walls are 
pretty thin you know."

"Everybody's out of the office," Alyssa pointed out, 
"At least on this side of the building, so if we close 
the door nobody will hear you."

"I can't, and <hiccup> anyway, it takes me a while to 
get going. I only have what, ten minutes before I have 
to begin the presentation."

"Fifteen," Alyssa answered as she glanced at her watch.

"That's not enough time. I mean I'll have to have my 
screaming orgasm, then somehow find time to clean 
<hiccup> up. I don't want to go into the presentation 
smelling like... you know. It takes me at least twenty 
minutes to get myself really... you know. screaming."

"I could help, you know."

"I don't think so," I answered. "Even when I'm with 
<hiccup> somebody, it takes me a while to get going, 
and I'm straight, remember. And anyway, I don't think 
having an orgasm no matter how mind-blowing will get 
rid of my hiccups."

"I could have you screaming in three minutes," Alyssa 
answered confidently.

"Three minutes?" I answered as I looked at her 
disbelievingly. "I don't think so."

"Really. At the most it would take five minutes to get 
you moaning and screaming with a mind-blowing intense 
orgasm that you wouldn't believe." Alyssa glanced at 
her watch. "You have fourteen minutes before the 
presentation. Take five minutes away for me to give you 
your orgasm, then another three minutes for you to fix 
yourself up and that gives you six minutes to get into 
the conference room and get your stuff set-up. It's 
your choice."

"OK. I don't think it'll work, but I'm desperate. Tell 
me what to do."

Alyssa glanced around the room, stood, and turned the 
chair. "Sit here," she said as she stood and walked to 
the door. She glanced both ways down the hallway, 
closed the door, and returned to me. "C'mon. Sit down, 
we don't have much time."

I took a deep breath and playfully asked, "If I do 
this. Does that mean that I'm a lesbian? Will I have to 
cut my hair really short?"

Alyssa smiled warmly at me and shook her head slowly. 
"No, but it might make you want me to do it to you 
again." Alyssa giggled, knelt in front of the chair, 
and pulled her long hair behind her shoulders. "C'mon, 
sit down."

I sat down, closed my eyes, and looked down at Alyssa 
as she smiled at me. "I just want you to know that I 
don't want to do this, but I'm desperate. I don't plan 
on enjoying this and I don't think you'll be able to 
make me... you know."

"Oh, I will," Alyssa answered as she glanced at her 
watch before sliding it off her wrist and handing it to 
me. "Time me," she said as she handed her watch to me.

I took the watch from her and looked at it, twelve 
minutes until my presentation. "Hurry up, I'm running 
out of time."

Alyssa pushed her hands under my skirt, grabbed my 
panties, and pulled them down. As she slid them off my 
feet, she looked up at me and ordered, "Open your 
legs."

With a deep breath, I spread my legs open, hiccuped as 
I watched her push my skirt up to my waist. "You can 
help a little, it might save us a little time if you 
unbutton your blouse and play with your nipples a 
little. Just so you know," she said as she moved her 
head between my legs, "normally, I just don't dive in 
like this. I would normally spend a lot of time 
suckling on your breasts and softly caressing your 
pussy with my fingers, but desperate times call for 
desperate measures."

I glanced at the door, confirming that it was locked 
then unbuttoned my blouse. Alyssa softly kissed my 
inner thigh and my eyes opened wide in surprise as her 
tongue ran up and down my labia. As I pulled my breasts 
out of the cups of my bra, Alyssa's fingers found my 
clitoris and she pulled the protective hood back. Her 
tongue flicked against my exposed clit; I gasped as I 
felt an erotic pulse race from my clit. Then I 
hiccupped.

Her tongue flicked against my clitoris again, and then 
it slowly slid down the length of my pussy then back 
up, the entire flat part of her tongue pressed against 
my labia. As she reached my clitoris again, she softly 
wrapped her lips around it and pulled it into her 
mouth, flicking her tongue on it as she varied the 
suction.

Her finger slid between my labia in mid hiccup, and I 
pinched my nipples as my breaths came faster and 
shallower. I opened my eyes and glanced at the watch, 
only twelve minutes until my presentation. As I stared 
at the watch, Alyssa sucked harder, nibbling softly on 
my clitoris. Three of her fingers were now sliding in 
and out of my slit and a soft moan escaped my lips.

Alyssa pulled her mouth away for a second and looked up 
at me, continuing to slide her fingers in and out of my 
pussy. "Let it all out, Sarah," she said before 
returning her mouth to my clitoris. I hiccuped and she 
gently nibbled on my clit as she continued to fuck me 
with her fingers. Her other hand slid to my butt and 
softly caressed it. The finger brushed against my 
asshole, then slid to my pussy, slowly probing it as 
her other fingers continued to slide in and out. Her 
finger returned to my ass, and the now slick finger 
rapidly slid across my opening, wetting it and causing 
me to moan loudly. Nobody had ever done that to me 
before; it felt naughty but nice as it increased the 
lustful waves of pleasure racing through my body.

As the tip of her finger slid into me, she pulled my 
clitoris into her mouth and sucked deeply. A loud moan 
escaped my lips as I began to climax. Barely able to 
breathe, I squeezed my nipples and my head fell back as 
I pushed my pussy against her mouth. Unable to stop 
myself, my moans grew louder and a loud gasp escaped my 
mouth. Alyssa sucked harder on my clitoris; my hands 
grabbed the back of her head and I pushed her into me, 
wanting her to keep doing what she was doing.

A loud guttural scream left my throat and I felt my 
eyes roll back into my head. My hips were pumping 
against her fingers as she rapidly slid them in and 
out. Her teeth bit into my clitoris, harder than before 
and her finger slid partially into my butt. I lost 
complete control and bucked against her, pulling her 
head tightly against my pussy.

Unable to take anymore, I tried pulling her away from 
my pussy, but she grabbed my ass with her hands and 
kept her mouth tightly clamped against my pussy. With a 
loud scream, I felt my orgasm intensify even further as 
my body stiffened and my head arched back onto the 
chair. With another loud scream of ecstasy, I fell back 
onto the chair and Alyssa finally pulled her mouth out 
from between my legs. She looked at me, a sexy smile on 
her lips as she asked, "I told you I could do it," she 
said as she reached for the watch. "Four and a half 
minutes and you had a loud screaming orgasm."

"Oh my gawd," I said as I tried to breathe deeply and 
regain my composure.

Alyssa put her finger into her mouth and closed her 
eyes, "You're delicious."

I closed my eyes as my body came down from the intense 
orgasm. "Nobody's ever... I said as a little aftershock 
of the orgasm raced through my body causing my muscles 
to momentarily contract. "Nobody's ever made me feel 
like that before."

"I told you." Alyssa answered with a satisfied smile. 
"I bet if you gave me a few hours, I could make you 
have an orgasm that makes that one feel like nothing. A 
few candles in a darkened room, a nice relaxing 
massage, hours of kissing and caresses and we could 
have a lot of fun."

"I'll have to think about that," I answered as I 
relaxed in the chair. "Does this make me a lesbian?" I 
asked with a silly, contented grin, "I mean I really 
enjoyed that. Does that mean that I have to wear men's 
clothes and sensible shoes now?"

"Do I wear men's clothes or wear sensible shoes?" she 
answered with a smirk. "What it does mean is that you 
have six minutes until you have to give your 
presentation."

I opened my eyes and sat up. "Damn, I forgot all about 
that," I said as I stood and straightened my skirt. 
"Hey, I think the hiccups are gone."

Alyssa nodded her head, "I think so, but you better 
hurry up and get ready. You need to brush out your 
hair."

I walked across to the mirror mounted in my closet and 
looked at myself. My hair was a mess and I looked 
like... well I looked like I just had a mind-blowing 
orgasm. I quickly brushed out my hair, pushed my 
breasts back into my bra, and buttoned my blouse before 
I returned to my desk. Alyssa handed me my briefcase 
and laptop. "Hurry up," she said as she smiled at me. I 
walked to the door, and as I reached for the doorknob, 
Alyssa called out, "Oh Sarah. Aren't you forgetting 
something?"

"I don't know," I answered. I don't think so. I've got 
my laptop, my notes are in my briefcase and Denny the 
techie promised me that all I would have to do once I 
got into the conference was hook up one cable and click 
an icon on the laptop." I shrugged my shoulders and 
added, "I think I've got everything."

"How about these?" Alyssa asked as she pulled her hands 
out from behind her back and dangled my panties in the 
air. "I'll keep them for you," she said with a giggle 
as she glanced at her watch, "You've got two minutes."

I gave her a hurried smile and turned the doorknob. As 
I stepped into the hall, three male coworkers looked 
out of their cubicle at me broke into loud applause. I 
turned bright red as I pretended to ignore them and 
rushed down the hall to the conference room.

The presentation went without a hiccup.

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