The Session - Erotica short

Chapter Two

She looks different, Jack thought. His therapist wore the same perfume, but she dressed more eye-candy. Almost as if she knew that Jack had the hots for her. She revealed more beauty to her breasts with the v-cut blouse. Her pants revealed her nicely rounded shaped ass. With her shoe, dangling from her toe as she bobbed her leg up and down on her though, listening to Jack talk. She, occasionally, would nibble on her pen as he talked. Jack couldn't help the pen was in her mouth. He'd only wished his cock was inside her mouth. And, additionally, he couldn't notice his legs swaying back and forth together. Her eyes were dilated as she nodded her head, listening to Jack. Occasionally, she would adjust her sitting position and arch her back then move her hair to the side. And no, she didn't flick her hair to the side. She just moved it gracefully to the side and exposed her earlobe and gracious neckline. 

"Tell me something... what makes you sexually aroused about this woman?" she asked. 

"She's smart, cares and is very attractive." Jack nodded. Jack was secretly referring to his therapist, Jen. Jen undoubtedly possibly knew how Jack wanted her. Some call it intuition, and some say that women read body language better than men. The hard on, Jack becomes when talking to Jen. His eyes dilate when around her. And God, he sweats too much when he's around her. 

"Have you bothered even asking how she feels about you?" Jen asked.

Jack shook his head. Nope, he certainly didn't. And Jack most likely won't ask her. 

"Nope." 

"What if she thinks you're smart, handsome and possibly sexually arousing?" she asked. 

Jack shrugged his shoulders. Hell, he didn't even think about that. Good one, Jen. 

"I mean... again, you talk about how much you would love to make this woman come. Maybe she would love to make you come, knowing she made you happy." Jen nodded. 

And damn, just like that, Jack's cock got hard. It doesn't take much for Jacky boy to get hard, does it? This time, he was smart or perverted, and he wore sweatpants that shows off his package. Jack noticed her eyes glanced down, coughed and adjusted her necklace. Her hand even rubbed her thigh. 

"You ever think... perhaps, you'd want to just... maybe, come... to a better understanding of her perspective?" she asked, raising her eyebrow. 

I'm going to explode, Jack thought. He swallowed. Oh, he was getting hot underneath the hood alright. 

Jack noticed how she gently rubbed her thigh. Her hand would slide up and down her high, slowly, almost begging to be groped. He even, too, rubbed his thigh. Each time he rubbed his thigh, his package showed more. 

"I guess coming... to realize her perspective would be great." He nodded. "You think she'd like to come... perhaps... again, don't get me wrong. But maybe she'd like to know my perspective?" 

Look at you, Jacky Boy, being slick. 

"What are you thinking about?" She asked, blushing a bit. It was obviously she'd seen the Loch Ness monster emerging from Jack's pants. 

"I want you... wanted to know... damn it."

She stood up, sat next to him on the sofa. She placed her soft hands on his hand. 

"Look, talk. Don't bottle it up. It's unhealthy." She nodded. "I understand you're having a hard time in life. It's not easy. Especially, after your mother's death. You're starting to find new love. It's scary. You can... absolutely come... to me and let it all out." 

Jen rubbed his shoulder, accidentally placing her hand near his junk. She looked surprised then bashfully smiled. 

"When a guy... wants to make me come... to make me happy, I think that guy will do anything for me. The way you talk about how much you love this woman, shows it. You're willing to do anything for this woman. Let's say there's this guy... I like. I see him, and I feel like I'm in heaven. He tells me how much he wants to make me happy. Even how much he wants to make me come. Inside, I feel excited. It, too, makes me want to make him happier. So, let it out in the open. It'll clear your chest--" 

Just like that, Jack leaned in and kissed her. He kissed her hard and lustful. Jack placed her hand on his cock. Then Jack sucked on her neck. 

"Easy," she said, breathing fast. "I'm here to help. You tell me how I can. In any way, I'm here to help." 

Jack unleashed the Loch Ness monster from his pants. It was standing upright and bulging. His cock throbbed as he placed her hand on it. 

"Okay," she said, nodding her head. "That's a big one." 

Jack continued to suck away on her neck. 

"Jack," she said. "Session's up. I have a client next." 

"Shhh... I'll be quick." Jack stood up and shoved his cock inside her mouth. He face fucked her faster and hard. Sure, Jen gagged. He was coming... closer and closer... to an orgasm. Some way, he enjoyed the sound of her gagging as he rammed his cock deep inside her throat. Jack felt her hand on his pelvis, gently pushing him. Jack pulled out, started jerking himself off fast. 

"Open your mouth," he said. Jack was about to come. It built up more and more like a volcano. 

"I have a---" 

But Jack interrupted her with his cock inside her mouth, again. He fucked her mouth harder and faster. He was almost there, almost coming... closer and closer to climax. Then... holy fuck, he came. Jack's entire body felt weak. His legs were shaking and felt a tad bit light headed. 

Jack pulled out his cock and sighed. Her eyes were widened as she swallowed. Jen coughed. 

"We're going to have to talk about this next time," she said. "You know... process... what just happened." 

You couldn't just control yourself, Johnny Boy, could you? 

Her office door opened and appeared a tall, lengthy, nervous-tick kinda guy. Almost seemed, he'd be scared of his own damn shadow. 

"I---I---I'm sorry for being late." the nervous-Nelly guy said. 

"Ned, you're suppose to wait until I call you from the waiting room." 

"I know... I know... You see... my cat died. My hamster was flushed down the toilet. My grandmother burned down her house cooking cookies." 

She sighed. Her eyes looked at Jack. "Next week," she said. Next week, he'd see her for his next appointment. "We'll talk more." She smiled. 

He smiled back. Sure, they will talk. But obviously, they'd fuck again and again. But, who knows... maybe--just maybe, they'd just talk. 

** I was able to get this chapter done quickly. I'll have to edit it, possibly. But again; like, vote, comment on what parts you liked. **