1. From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt. 8


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Latina, Oral Sex, School, Teen Female/Teen Female, Author: smwriter213, Rating: 77.8, Source: sexstories.com

    Nick could continue digging a bigger hole to bury his thoughts into, the therapist trudged into the parlor room, ready for their session. “Hello, Nicholas,” the woman said. “Follow me, darling, right this way.” Nick followed the therapist out into the foyer and up the narrow staircase. She was a rather short woman. Nick guessed she was around 5’3’’ or 5’4’’. She wore an olive green skirt that clung tightly around her firm ass and nearly reached the top of her tan boots. She wore an orange vest around her white turtleneck. Nick noticed her breasts were still perky through her top, despite the fact she was probably in her upper 50’s. He needed to stop thinking about every woman as a sexual object. The woman opened one of the brown oak doors in the hall atop staircase. Nick wondered if the other closed doors housed other therapists or if they served as bedrooms of the home. He couldn’t tell if this was a completely commercial or residential establishment, or a mixture of both. Stepping inside, the woman strode over to a small desk in the far corner of the room. Behind her, was a ten foot tall bookshelf, with various self-help books and research journals stacked lazily on the shelves. Nick watched as the therapist played with her hair band, which neatly matched her vest. “Oh, you can close the door and sit down, honey,” she said. Nick walked over to the door, peered out of it, as if to hope no one would creep outside of the door to listen to his problems, and finally closed ...
    it. Nick took one of the two seats across from the therapist’s desk. He could see from the nameplate facing him that her name was Sheila Davis. “Hi, I’m Ms. Davis,” she said, extending her hand. “But you can call me Sheila.” “Hi, Sheila,” Nick said, accepting the handshake. “Can I ask you a quick question?” “Sure. You can ask me anything you like.” “Danny, my friend who referred me here, never said what kind of therapist you were. I don’t want you to think I have a drug problem or anything, like his mom.” “Do you have a drug problem?” “No, I don’t. I have different problems.” “What sort of problems?” “Well I…I guess I’m not sure where to start. See there could be a lot of things that are wrong with me. It’s hard to pick just one.” “That’s fine. We have a whole hour to talk about this. Mrs. Morgan has three more sessions paid in full that I don’t think she’s going to use, so you have some more time with me after today. That is, if you want to see me again and I think you can benefit from the help.” “Tell me,” Ms. Davis began after a short pause. “When you see your perfect life in front of you, all your hopes and dreams realized. What do you see?” Nick thought that was a weird question to start the session. But she was the therapist and he was just a dumb teenager looking for help. “I mean, I guess I’d like to stay with my girlfriend..” “Great, let’s start there,” Sheila interjected. “How long have you been dating your girlfriend?” “I just asked her out yesterday but we’ve been ...
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