The Therapist

The Therapist

2.05 pm and I was late for my appointment with Dr. Burke when I arrived I was told that Dr. Burke was still not back from his vacation as he had been caught in a tropical storm. I was instead to see the temp, Dr. S. Wright. I had been seeing Dr. Burke for little over a year now and had been treating me for depression. I had been depressed for about two years ever since my marriage had ended. The receptionist told me that Dr. Wright had been given all of Dr. Burkes notes and would continue on from where he left off.

When I entered Dr. Wrights office I was suddenly taken aback I was expecting Dr. Wright to be a man but there in front of me stood the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, she was about five foot five with long wavy deep red hair and luscious red lips she was wearing a light blue shirt which barely sufficed to hold her ample breasts. Through the gaps left by her shirt being pulled apart by her breasts, her black silk bra was clearly visible and she had undone her top few buttons, as it was a very warm day. She had a short black skirt on that went with a jacket that was already discarded over her chair because of the heat, she had on a pair of black stockings and a pair of black heels that must have been four inches tall with little black straps around her foot and ankle.

“Hello, Mr. Robson” she said in soft voice, she had a southern accent and a radiant smile that seemed to put me under some sort of trance. “Hi, Dr. Wright ” I replied, “Call me Sandra I find its easier for both parties if they refer to each other on a first name basis, more relaxing and calming.” “Then you can call me Pete, that’s what my friends call me.” It was at this point that I realised why it was that I was so shocked when I saw that Dr. Wright was a woman, it was because I had been talking of my sex life both during and after my marriage or rather lack of a sex life, and we had also been talking about my deepest darkest fantasies, I had only felt comfortable to talk about them because I had known Dr. Burke for almost a year and felt I could trust him. I was embarrassed that such a beautiful woman had read what I had said and that I would be telling her all the details of my fantasies.

“Please have a seat,” she said, as I walked by her to the chair in the middle of the room I felt her hand gently brush over my penis I dismissed this as an accidental brush. As Sandra sat down she slowly crossed her legs and as she did I could see that she hand black silk underwear that had little red roses on, I could also see that she had suspender belt on. I found my self staring at her as when she sat down her skirt had rode up and her panties were still partly visible and her stockings top was clearly visible as was her garter belt. I then heard her giggle, and I looked up and she said with a smile on her face, ” That’s right you like panties, it is in Dr. Burkes notes. Its ok I don’t mind you looking.” At this point my face turned bright red, although I was overjoyed at her words especially as she then opened her legs a little so that I could get a better look. She then stood up much to my disappointment, though that would be short lived she walked over to her desk and bent right over it and reached in to the bottom draw to pull out a pen, in doing so she revealed her perfectly formed bum and the skimpy black thong that concealed her pussy and ass hole. She paused there for some time so that I could get a good look at her.

When she returned she began to ask me some questions about my background, where was I born, when did I meet my wife and where, how long had we known each other before we got married? They were all simple questions that she already knew having read Dr. Burkes’ notes. I got the feeling that these questions were to relax me and gain my trust and it was working. Then as she crossed her left leg over her right giving me another quick glimpse of her panties, she asked “Tell me about your first sexual encounter, it fascinates me.”

“Its in Dr. Burkes’ notes” I said hesitantly.

“There is only brief notes, I need to hear all the details.” She said in a stern voice.

“OK it was with my best friend, we were both young and it was our first sexual experience. It all started when he flashed his dick at me. I was shocked and did not know what to do. There were several more instances where he showed me his cock, in the garden, in my room in my house.” I then noticed that she had began to gently stroke her tits and rub her thighs and she was from time to time rubbing her fingers over her pussy through her panties.

“Please continue,” she said slightly short of breath

“I decided that I had to make my friend understand how he was making me feel, so when we were in my room playing on my computer I pulled out my cock and started to slowly stroke my rock hard shaft. This however did not have the effect that I desired. It was not long before I found his cock in my mouth. We never when further that giving each other blowjobs. One time though he did sit on my face and fart. He would grab my ass, it always seamed to be me that was more willing to go further, I was the one that took his hot load in my mouth and I was the one willing to get fucked up the ass. We never did fuck each other though we did often fondle each other’s cocks.” She had now pulled up her skirt and had her legs spread wide apart, her hand was in her panties and she was wriggling in pleasure. Then she let out a groan and she soaked her panties, her fingers and her chair in her juices. She then stood up walked over to me and asked me, “Would you tell me about your fantasy about your teacher, if you do I will suck your cock, I can see that it is already hard.” With that she began to slowly unzip my pants, she then slowly pulled down my underwear stroking my thigh as she did. With my rock hard cock now standing firmly to attention, she began to turn her attention to it. She grasped the shaft of my six-inch erection and gently stroked it up and down a few times before taking my head in her warm moist mouth. She began to slowly circle my head with her tongue, occasionally flicking the tip. Then she took all five-inches easily in her mouth and then pulled out.

“If you want more tell me about the teacher fantasy, as long as your talking, I’ll be sucking.”

“Ok my maths teacher was quite hot for a teacher, she had a great ass. Whenever she looked at someone’s work she would bend right over the desk sticking her sweet ass in the air. She would wear tight trousers and with her height and long legs if you turned round fast and did not know she was there you could get a face full of ass. I always wanted her to keep me back after class, I wanted her to get me to bend over her desk drop my trousers and take a good spanking. I would think a… a… about her taking off her panties and making me eat her sweet asssssss, oh god that feels so good!” right then I shot my hot load in her mouth, she continued to lick and suck my cock for a short while before she brought her head up to mine and kissed me and made me swallow my own load. She then gave me her card and said that she would see me next week.