As a sex therapist, my job is to fix a broken man. The dumped, the jilted, the divorced, the misunderstood, the ignored and the lonely, they all come to me. I was the one that would fuck them right. I could put them back on the right path and release them back out into the wild, a new man.
One weekend I had been tasked with a particularly hot case. He was a Dilf called Steve, middle aged, took care of himself but was stuck in a sexless relationship. After being married for 25 years, he had grown up children, a hefty mortgage and a spiteful wife who was determined to see him miserable and broke.
Steve said he knew that if he didn't get back on the wagon now and find someone new, he would never get back on it. After seeing my advertisement he called me, he was lonely and depressed.
He was the epitome of a 'broken man'.
On our first session he walked into my room and kneeled down at my feet, as I had instructed him do in his appointment text. He was already crying and told me how nobody listened to him or even touched him anymore.
He was a pathetic sight, I pitied him and whilst he was kneeled at my feet I nestled his head between my legs and let him cry into my crotch.
I asked him to move to the couch and unbutton his jeans and as he did I saw that although he had been crying, the time with his head in my crotch had done him some good as his cock was standing to attention for me.
"Ok Steve. I need you to relax now. Close your eyes". I kneeled down in my high heels, short skirt and stockings. My hair already tied up in a bun.
Pushing my glasses firmly back up my nose I leaned over his boxers, looking into his sad warm eyes as I did.
Pulling his boxers down and off with his jeans, he sat on the couch with an erection he ought to be proud of, he still looked sad in his eyes.
Moistening my lips with my tongue, I took the tip of his cock in my warm wet mouth. Rubbing the tip of my tongue against the most sensitive areas.
His eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a low growling moan. I always like that part. The part where they forget themselves.
Taking his cock from my mouth, I stood up and hoisted up my skirt revealing my suspenders and a bare wet pussy.
Don't get me wrong he was a client but he was also nice to look at and I enjoyed looking.
Crouching over his cock on the sofa, I climb onto him pushing him deep within me, instantly and he let out a gasp of excitement.
Unbuttoning my blouse to reveal my breasts to him, I see his eyes widen. I began to rock back and forth, working his cock in and out of me.
I hold his face and looked into his eyes telling him how sexy he is. It was true, he was. This turned him on more and he grabbed my tits and squeezed my nipples. I told him nobody has ever made my pussy feel that wet and that I wanted him to cum for me.
That was too much for him and he exploded inside me, it was a huge load and a smile crept across his lips.
Standing up to clean off, he grabbed my wrist and stopped me and thanked me. He asked for a favour. To be allowed to lick his own cum from my pussy.
This was against the rules, he was a client and I wasn't meant to be getting off too but he was so good looking and he had that kind of face you could ride all day.
I headed back to the sofa, resting my bum on the edge of the seat cushion and spreading my legs wide for him. He kneeled and started to lick at my dripping pussy, his tongue at the edge of my cream pie, lapping at it gently and tenderly.
With my hands I held my pussy lips wide open for him so he could get deep inside me. He slid his long index finger into my ass as his tongue slipped inside me, slowly and then all at once. My own juices and his cum mixing together in his mouth. As he worked his tongue in and out of me, I felt myself squirt on his face and he moaned. I began to rub my own breasts, pulling hard on my own nipples. My orgasm was building, it burnt down my thighs and sent waves of pleasure through my body. I came on his face, my creamy wetness dripping from his chin, he licked me clean and left me horny for more.
I turned to him and said "I think you will be just fine out there". He asked me if he could still come for another session. He really didn't need it but I couldn't say no. I told him he could have as many sessions as he wanted and he smiled. I guess that a job has got to have some perks!
