A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Four - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Four

... with a regretful sigh. “I can’t be late again.”

He watched as she dismounted him and made her way over to the closet, his erection aching when she bent over to retrieve her pair of black leggings that had fallen on the floor.

“So you’re just gonna leave me like this?”

She looked over her shoulder at him with a teasing grin, her pussy slick and swollen, tucked neatly between her thighs as it beckoned him.

“You’ll live,” she said as she brought her clothes to the edge of the bed and started getting dressed. “What time does your friend get out of work?”

“One.”

“Well, there you go.” She stepped into her black lace panties and pulled them up to her hips, making sure they were snug between her thighs. “You can talk to her then. I’m sure she’d be more than happy to take care of you.”

“I’m sure she will.” He cast his gaze down with a sigh.

“What?”

He shook his head.

“Nothing. This all just feels kind of weird to me. I’ve never had an arrangement like this before.”

“Hey.” She slipped her bra on and reached behind her to clasp it in place before leaning over and placing her hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, Peter, really. I want you to have fun with her.”

He looked up and met her gaze. She smiled at him. He smiled back.

“Enjoy yourself, you know? It’s your day off.”

“Okay,” he nodded. She leaned in even closer and whispered in his ear.

“I want you to tell me all about it when I get home. Drive me wild with it and get back at me for leaving ...

... you unsatisfied.” With that, she finished getting dressed and headed out the door, leaving him aroused and alone. He checked his phone again. Nothing. He checked the time. Twelve minutes to eleven. Just as he was thinking about getting dressed himself, his screen lit up.

Kim: Hey, glad you’re up. Just in time for my break.

Peter: Hey, yourself. My girlfriend just left for work.

Kim: Where does she work?

Peter: You’re not gonna believe it.

Kim: Ooh, now you've got me intrigued.

Peter: You know that coffee shop near the campus we always used to go to?

Kim: No, don’t tell me.

Peter: Yep, that’s where she works.

Kim: Oh, my God. That’s so cute.

Kim: And kind of freaky too.

Peter: I know, right?

Kim: Is that where you met her?

Peter: No, I met her at the bar across the street. She just got done with her shift and came in for a drink.

Kim: I see.

Kim: So, I take it all of this means you still live in the area?

Peter: Yeah, guess I never got away.

Kim: Me neither.

Peter: Wait, really?

Kim: Uh-huh.

Peter: All this time?

Kim: Yeah, all this time.

Kim: I found a job I liked, until I ended up not liking it so much. Then I found another job I liked and just never left.

Peter: So, where do you work now?

Kim: Dr. Pragen’s office.

Peter: Who?

Kim: Dr. Pragen. He’s a therapist.

Kim: I’m his secretary.

Peter: Wow. That’s rather unexpected.

Kim: Yeah. It’s a bit out of left field for me, I know. But the pay ...