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“But if you want to help me shower, I wouldn’t say no to that.” He jumps up instantly and heads to the bathroom. I laugh, getting up and following him to the bathroom. He already has the water started and is about to get in when I finish my business. I undress and follow him in.
“You are so beautiful, you know that?” He says, wrapping his arms around my waist. I look up at him and see the honesty reflected in his eyes.
“Thank you,” I say shyly.
With that, an idea formed in my head. “Turn around; let me wash your back,” I say, reaching for his soap. I rub it over the cloth I grabbed before getting in, then I start to clean his back. His muscles seem to relax even more as I wash his back, over the cheeks of his butt, and down his legs. “Turn, let me get your front,” I say, still kneeling. He turns, his eyes dropping to me before him.
I drop the rag and look up at him; he’s still hard. I want to feel him in my mouth. Raising, I take him in one hand, stroking him slowly, and then, with my eyes locked on his, I lean forward and take him into my mouth. I run my tongue over the tip, causing him to jerk and groan, “Fuck, sweet girl.”
That just encourages me. I suck him in while I continue to stroke him. He gathers my hair in his fist, not tight, just to keep it out of my face. Then he tosses his head back, and another idea pops into my head. I stop sucking and drop my hand, leaving only my mouth around his shaft. He looks at me at first; he’s confused; he’s waiting for me to move, but he gets impatient and starts to gently rock his hips. I moan my encouragement around him. He gets the hint and starts slow, deep thrusts into my mouth, causing me to gag, which just turns me on even more.
Reaching down, I start to rub small circles around my clit. A deep moan from me causes him to tighten his hold on my hair, and his thrusts become faster. I start rubbing faster; I am so close to release. And judging by Grey’s choppy movements, so is he. I hollow my cheeks, causing a stuttering breath to leave him.
The only sounds now are our breathing, moans, and the water cascading down around us. I’m right on the edge, so I increase the pressure on my clit, which pushes me right over. I moan and become more eager with my movements, too. My throat relaxes even more, and I can take him even deeper into my throat.
Grey goes to pull out of my mouth, no doubt to turn me around and fuck me. But I reach out for him; one hand pulls the back of his thigh, letting him know I want this, and the other reaches up to cup his balls. His movements are now harsh and erratic.
“If you don’t stop, sweet girl, I’m going to come in that pretty little mouth of yours,” he says. I don’t stop; this is what I want.
I moan again. I love how powerful I feel with him like this, but we both know I’m not the one in control. In my eagerness, I take him even deeper.
“Fuck. Anna,” he stutters as his release hits my tongue. When his cock stops pulsing, I make sure I pull back slowly, and with one final suck and flick of my tongue, over the head of his penis, he groans again, and his whole body jerks. Looking up at him, I swallow everything he gave me.
“If you don’t stop looking at me like that, sweet girl, you will be really late to work.” I smile at him as he helps me to my feet. He gives me a peck on the lips before he helps me wash my hair and body. He also wrings one more earth-shattering orgasm from my body with his mouth. He then helps me blow dry my hair, insists on dressing me, and puts on my heels. Things aremost definitely looking up, and I am more determined than ever to stay with this man.
Around lunchtime, I got a text from Grey letting me know that the therapist could see us at four thirty and wanted to know if I could make it. I told him I’d meet him there. I just need to clear it with my boss first.
I walked into my her office to let her know I needed to leave early, which I knew she wouldn’t have an issue with; she’s always offering to finish up and let me head home to give me some time away. So with that out of the way, I can finish up my work. The day oddly goes by quickly despite the nerves.
I have looked forward to this all day, but if I am being honest, I am actually a little anxious. Tommy and Sara didn’t give us much information about this lady, except that she’s unorthodox. And the more I thought about it throughout the day, the more anxious I became. Taking a deep breath as I walk up to the building, I see Grey standing outside, his pacing stops when he sees me. I’m still nervous, but I am so thankful he’s willing to do this for us.
“Hey, sweet girl, ready?” He asks as he pecks me on the cheek.
“Hi,” I respond, slipping my hand into his and lacing my fingers with his. I have always loved the feel of my hand in his; it’s always felt like I fit perfectly. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, you?” I ask as I step past him through the door held open for me. I take a deep breath, and here goes nothing.
Anna
“I’m a little anxious, but mostly excited to see if she can help us or not.” I just hum in agreement, as we walk up to the receptionist. Grey gave her our name, and she said that Dr. Parker would be with us momentarily.
I walked over and took a small bottle of water out of the mini-fridge in the corner, while Grey sat down. I think we are too nervous to talk right now; no doubt he’s thinking of all the ways she could be unorthodox, just like me.
“She’ll see you now; you can head into her office through there.” The redhead said pointing to a door that had the name ‘Dr. Blair Parker’ is on it. “Thanks,” I say as we walk past. Grey goes first, knocking on the door before opening it and stepping to the side so I could come into the room, then closing the door behind me.
“You must be the Edwards; I’m Dr. Blair Parker, it’s nice to meet you.” She walks over and shakes our hands.
Greyson takes the lead, “I am Greyson, and this is my wife, Anna, Thank you for seeing us on such short notice” She waves off his thanks, “Please, have a seat.” I turn to see an emerald green sofa. We make our way over and take a seat.
“So let’s jump right in. Let me explain how this is going to work, and then if you have any questions after that, you can ask any questions you might have. Sound good?” She looks between the both of us and once we both acknowledge her, she continues,“First, I will speak with you, Anna, for five minutes. During this time, I will take a few notes, and I won’t ask any questions. All I want you to do is talk about the issues you are having and what brought you here.” It sounds easy enough.
“Just talk, and let it all flow. The goal is to ramble about things going on for those five minutes. Then I will do the same with Greyson. Next, we will come back into this room, and I will pick one thing that was brought up in our one-on-one time and ask one of you to elaborate on it for another five minutes.” I glance at Grey, and he nods in understanding.
“While that person is talking, the other will be silently listening, with no interruptions and full attention on what is being said. Then you will switch.” I reach over and grasp Grey’s hand, and he squeezes it back.
“When that is done, I will take about ten minutes to look at my notes, and I will decide the best course of action. Then I will break it down for you and explain why I chose what I did. Then I will send you home to do just that. And we will meet again in about two months, or sooner if you don’t think what I suggested isn’t working.” She tucks her hair behind her ear. “The entire session is only about forty-five minutes; does that sound alright? Any questions?”
“So far, none for me, Anna?” Grey turns to me. I look at him, then back at her. “No, it’s pretty straightforward.” She smiles at me, then nods.
“Okay, so I’ll have Grey step out into the waiting room for the time being, and I’ll set the timer.” She lifts her arm and sets a timer on her smartwatch. Grey turns to me, kisses me on the forehead, and says, “You’ve got this.” With that, he gets up and leaves, and I turn to look at Dr. Parker.
