A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Two - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Two

... unleash inside her that had been building up for far too long. His moans turned into grunts, guttural and raw, his mind going blank with a white fog of unadulterated pleasure.

“Oh, my God.” Her voice brought him back to reality. It wasn’t until he pulled out when he realized just how much he had filled her up. He didn’t even have to look to know that gobs of cum were dripping from her pussy onto the bedsheets. “Oh, my fucking God.” Her chest heaved against his, her arms and legs going limp, her body sticky with sweat. “That was…”

“Uh-huh,” he panted with her, laying his full weight on top of her, unable to keep himself propped up on his forearms any longer. “It was, wasn't it?”

She giggled as she kissed the side of his face, her lips tender and playful.

“You're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time, you know that?”

“Really?” He lifted his head up to look in her eyes.

“Uh-huh,” she nodded. “I mean, I know it's just sex, but it feels like more than a good lay.”

“What's it feel like then?”

“I dunno,” she shrugged. “I just know I don't want it to end.”

“Me neither,” he said with a smile contagious enough to bring out one from her.

“Glad we're on the same page, then.”

“Yeah, me too.” He gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead. “I'll be right back. I have to use the bathroom.”

“Okay, don't keep me waiting too long.”

“I won't, promise.” He knew her words were likely a precursor for round two. He also knew she wouldn't find it ...

... unusual that he had to pee after sex. He climbed off of her and stood on his feet, taking a moment to find his balance before making his way down the hall. He retrieved his phone from its hiding place and waited until he was in the bathroom with the door closed to check his messages. There was nothing new waiting for him.

Peter: Hey, you there?

He sat on the toilet and stared at the screen, his heart racing in anticipation.

Kim: Yeah, I’m here.

Kim: What did you think of the picture?

Peter: I thought it was nice. You still look exactly as I remembered you.

Kim: That’s it? Just nice? Come on, Pete. You can do better than that. Don’t hold back, okay?

Peter: Okay, I thought it was sexy.

Kim: How sexy?

Peter: Really sexy. I never knew you had a tattoo.

Kim: Yeah, I got that after graduation.

Kim: That’s not the only place I have one though.

Peter: Where else do you have one?

Kim: On the small of my back just above my ass. Guys really seem to like it.

Peter: Tramp stamp?

Kim: Yeah, tramp stamp.

Kim: Is that all that caught your attention though? Just the tattoo?

Peter: Well, no, it wasn’t.

Peter: But before we take things further, there’s probably something I should tell you.

Kim: You’re seeing someone, aren’t you?

Peter: Yeah, I am. Nothing serious. Just a fling.

Kim: Yeah, I figured there was a reason why you were holding back.

Kim: Just like old times, huh?

Peter: Yeah, just like old times. For better or worse, I ...