A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Three - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Three

“Uh…” Peter was at a loss for words. The woman lying next to him looked him dead in the eyes, waiting for an answer. He had none to give, so she took the phone from him and scrolled through his messages. He could do nothing but watch her and wait, casting his head down and preparing himself for whatever punishment she had in store for him.

“This is your friend from college?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, feeling like he wanted to crawl out of his own skin and hide under the bed.

“Cute picture of her.” Her voice was either sincere or dripping with sarcasm. He couldn’t tell. He figured he should expect the worst though: a tantrum, tears, a few slaps, anything. “You never told me you had a thing for Asian girls.”

“I don’t.”

“Uh-huh.” She continued to read through his conversation with a straight face, making it impossible for him to read her emotions. “You were talking to her in the bathroom?”

He nodded without saying a word.

“Why didn’t you just talk to her out here?”

He shrugged, unable to come up with an excuse that sounded convincing.

“You could’ve, you know. I wouldn’t have had a problem with it.”

He finally met her gaze, both surprised and cautious, waiting to see where she was going with this.

“Really?”

“Yeah. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t done things with other guys since we started hooking up.”

“What kind of things?”

“Stuff online mostly. I get lonely when you’re at work, and I need someone to have fun with. They don’t get me off like ...

... you do, but it’s still nice to have the option.”

He let out a heavy sigh, feeling both relieved and guilty at the same time.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve just been honest with you.”

“It’s not all your fault. What we should’ve done was set some ground rules when we knew we were gonna keep seeing each other.”

He huffed a soft chuckle through his nose.

“Yeah, that would’ve been the smart thing to do, huh?”

“Yeah, it would’ve.” She let out a gentle giggle of her own; the kind that made her nose crinkle. “But since when have I been smart when it comes to relationships? Probably one of the reasons why I keep getting dumped.”

He put his arm around her and gently pulled her closer to him, unsure if she would accept the invitation. She did, snuggling up to his side and placing her hand on his chest.

“Were you thinking about breaking up with me?” she asked, a sense of worry hanging at the edge of her voice. “It’s okay if you were. I just wanna know.”

“I don’t know,” he said. “I didn’t think that far ahead, to be honest.”

She remained silent for longer than he would’ve liked, drawing circles around his nipple with the tip of her finger.

“You told her that you didn’t think this was going anywhere. If I’m being honest with myself, I don’t think it will either. But I don’t want it to end, you know? I like staying here and waiting for you to come home.”

“I like knowing you’re here waiting for me. It helps the day go by faster.”

“It does?”

“Mm-hmm.”

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