The Therapist by WS Greer

Author:WS Greer [Greer, WS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-01T18:30:00+00:00

17

~ Sean ~

An hour after we eat and have a few glasses of wine. Becky and I start making our way to the bedroom. The glasses find themselves in the sink, the TV is turned off, and as I turn off the lights on my way to the room, I feel a little bit of a buzz from the wine.

I’m not the type of guy who can’t get hard after a few drinks. I’m the other kind of guy—the one who is ready for sex the second the buzz kicks in. Alcohol makes me feel like Superman. It does nothing for my stamina, but it certainly puts me in the mood. Mix that with the fact that I followed the doctor’s orders and masturbated nearly three hours ago, and you get yourself one confident man.

Becky walks in front of me, leading the way to the room. I watch her from behind as she plays with her hair in that sexy way that women do, and it drives me wild. I want her, and tonight feels different. I feel more ready than ever before, so the second we enter the room and I close the door behind us, I take a giant step towards Becky and grab her by the hips before she reaches the bed. She lets out a little gasp, like I may have startled her, before settling into the embrace. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her body close to mine, pressing my erection against her backside, making sure she feels it as I kiss her neck. She smells deliciously sexy, and the feel of her hair on my face turns me on even more, and my dick responds accordingly, twitching at the thought of entering Becky.

“Oh,” Becky blurts when she realizes how hard I am. “Well, hello. Somebody’s not ready to go to sleep.”

I press my hips forward, pushing my hardness against her butt. “Definitely not.”

As the words come out of my mouth in the form of confidence amplified by alcohol, I have a thought. Dr. Colson harps on communication and honesty. I know he’s absolutely right when he says it, and I also know that I dropped the ball earlier when I didn't tell Becky how I felt about Dr. Bishop, or how I’m attending therapy. However, just because I didn't tell Becky what I was thinking then, doesn't mean I can’t apply Dr. Colson’s advice now.

I’ve always been fairly quiet when having sex. I think a million things, but I don't say much. But, when you're going through a rut sexually, it forces you to reevaluate things a bit. My night has been filled with a million “What ifs,” and now I have a few more to add. What if I told Becky how much I want her? What if I told her how much I adore her and want to please her? What if I told her how obsessed I am with making her happy? Making her satisfied.? What if I told her?

I don't know how sexy that is, but when I informed Dr.

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