A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Three - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Three

... never told me that.” She cozied up closer to him, allowing him to wrap his arm around her tighter. “Is it just because of the sex, or is it something more?”

He let out a sigh as he took a moment to ponder the question.

“I mean, I can’t deny that the sex is a big part of it. But there is a sense of companionship too. Not sure if it’s permanent or not, but it’s nice to have while it’s here.”

“Companionship.” Her nose crinkled again, her body jiggling against his as she laughed.

“What?”

“Nothing. I just think it’s cute when you try and sugarcoat things for me like that.”

He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

“I don’t mean to. I just don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not. You’re being really sweet about it. That’s one of the things I like about you. You never lose your temper or go quiet on me. I’ve been with too many guys who were like that.”

“I know you have.” He kissed her brow again. His phone lit up in her hand, catching his attention and allowing him to read the messages on the screen.

Kim: Come on, baby. What do you say? Don’t keep me waiting.

Kim: Pete? You there?

Kim: What happened? Why’d you stop talking to me?

His gaze turned to her, begging for permission while at the same time giving her the final say.

“Alright,” she said. “You can talk to her on one condition.”

“Name it.”

“Let her know I know about you two and tell her I’m okay with it.”

He nodded in agreement and she passed the phone to him.

Peter: Hey, I’m ...

... here.

Kim: Is everything okay?

Peter: Yeah, everything’s fine.

Peter: She knows you and I have been talking and she’s okay with it.

Kim: Your girlfriend?

Peter: Yeah.

Peter: She kinda caught me in the act.

Kim: Oh.

Kim: Okay.

Kim: Does she know everything?

Peter: Just about.

Kim: And she’s okay with how you and I have been talking to each other?

“Yeah, I am,” she said.

Peter: Yeah, she is.

A silence followed that lasted long enough to let doubt hang in the air. Both of them stared at the phone screen without a word spoken between them.

Kim: Okay. At least we don’t have to keep it a secret anymore.

Kim: So, are you still horny then?

“Tell her you are.”

“But…” He gestured toward his penis, now lying flaccid in his lap.

“So? Tell her you are anyway.” She leaned in and teased him with a whisper to his ear. “I’m sure between the two of us, we can get you hard again in no time.”

Peter: Yeah, I am.

Peter: Are you?

Kim: Yeah.

Kim: I’ve been touching myself this whole time waiting for you.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” She leaned against him as she read the message, her skin hot and her eyes wide. “Do you think she’ll send you a picture of her pussy? I kinda wanna see it now.”

Kim: Shit. Sorry, I have to go. Work is calling me.

“What does she do for work?”

He shrugged.

“I don’t know. She hasn’t told me yet.”

“Well, what did she study in college?”

“Literature and creative writing. She’s always had a knack for ...