A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter One - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter One

... would fall for it.

“Mmm, then why don’t you come on over here and do it again?” She laid back on the bed and tucked her hand between her thighs, moaning softly as she warmed herself up for round two.

“Yeah, I will. But I should really shower first actually.” He knew that didn’t make any sense. Why bother taking a shower if they were just gonna fuck and get all sweaty again? But he also knew she would fall for it.

“Ooh, can I join you.”

“Uh…” Shit, he didn’t think of that. They’d fooled around in the shower plenty of times before, so he couldn’t tell her there wasn’t any room. “Uh, I’d rather do it in bed. You know, I’ve been on my feet all day.”

“Oh, okay. Go on then. I’ll be waiting.” He closed the door without saying a word and turned on the shower, letting the water run as he picked up his phone and sat on the toilet.

Kim: How do you know? Maybe I deserved it.

Peter: No, you didn’t. What you deserve is better.

Kim: How can you be so sure?

Peter: Because I know you.

Kim: Maybe I’ve changed for the worse since we last spoke.

Peter: No, you didn’t. I can tell.

Kim remained silent on her end; too silent for too long.

Peter: Kim?

Peter: You still there?

Kim: Yeah, I’m still here.

Kim: How do you do that?

Peter: Do what?

Kim: Make me feel better without even trying.

Peter: I don’t know. I guess it just comes naturally when I talk to you.

Kim: Even after all this time?

Peter: Yeah, even after all this time.

Kim: ...

... Can I ask you to do something for me? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.

Peter: Go for it. I’m listening.

Kim: Can you send me a picture of you? I want to see if you’re as handsome as Iremember.

Peter: Sure, hang on.

Peter smiled for the camera and took the picture, making sure the lighting was halfway decent so she could see his face before he sent it to her, only to realize afterwards that he still didn’t have a shirt on. What didn’t help matters was the fact that she was yet again taking a while to respond. Maybe she was busy. Maybe something else had occupied her time for the moment. Maybe she was shocked and a little taken aback at the sight of it. Or maybe, just maybe, she was enjoying the picture a little too much. He honestly didn’t know which was worse.

Kim: Ooh, sexy. I’ve never seen you with your shirt off before.

Peter: You like it?

Kim: I do. It’s a nice surprise.

Kim: I have to ask though, are you on the toilet?

Peter: Just sitting on it. About to take a shower.

Kim: Oh, I see. Well, how about I give you something to think about while you’re inthere?

Peter: What do you mean?

She answered by sending him a picture of her own; a picture that featured a cute, attractive Asian woman whose face was exactly as he remembered it. She had the same narrow eyes, green and angled like a cat’s eyes. Her smile was sultry, but sweet at the same time, constantly challenging him to make a move on her while knowing full well that he wouldn’t ...