Scott went back into the reception area of the therapist's office and anxiously awaited his next appointment. Since his last visit, he wondered if she would satisfy him again. Last time he was disappointed and embarrassed at how fast he came. This time, he had jerked off a few hours before the appointment, just in case.
When he entered Dr. Miller's office, she smiled as he took his seat, and typed on her computer. Scott watched her intently as she got up from her desk chair and walked over to him. She wore a knee-length dress that didn’t show as much skin as her previous outfit had. Yet it hugged her curves snugly.
To Scott's disappointment, the session started with her usual string of questions about his week, without mentioning their previous session. But finally, she changed the topic and moved on to his sexual activities.
"So, did you take a log of your sexual activities as I asked?" she inquired.
"Yes, I have it on my phone."
"Would you let me see it, please?"
I handed it over.
"So, I see you masturbated before coming here this morning? Why was that?"
"I uh, was just feeling the need."
"Scott, we have to be absolutely honest in here. Was there any other reason?"
"After what happened in here last time, I wanted to make sure I lasted longer if it happened again."
"Thanks for the honesty," Megan replied. "And is that what you want? For it to happen again?"
"Well, yes. I would."
"I'm not going to suck your dick today," she said almost sternly.
Scott was unable to hide his disappointment, even though the discussion about it was starting to arouse him.
"Are you getting aroused thinking about it?"
"I'm sorry. I just can't control it sometimes."
"That's ok. And I want you to know you're not alone. It's not you that struggles to control your urges."
To his surprise, she took one of his hands and placed it on her leg, just inside the bottom of her dress. She then slowly slid it up her thighs. Scotts was fully erect as he wondered what she had in mind.
"Touch me."
At her request, he gently rubbed between her thighs. He slid his hand up to the inside of her thigh as she lifted her dress up over her hips. She was wearing lacy black panties, which were dead level with Scott's eyes. He tentatively moved his hand between her legs and brushed it against the thin fabric of the panties.
She then slipped her panties down and revealed her pubic hairs.
"Slide your fingers into me," Megan pleaded.
Scott slid his fore and middle finger into her, something his other girl had never permitted. He thrust his fingers in and out and noted with delight Megan's low murmurs of delight and the subtle back-and-forth movement of her hips.
Megan removed his hand after a few moments and slid his shorts and briefs completely off. She slipped her panties off and onto the floor. She then swung a leg over Scott's waist, resting it on the couch, and brought her other leg over and straddled him. Scott had not anticipated she would even consider going all the way.