"Good afternoon Dr Frezee. It is very nice to meet you. My name is Zora, and I am looking forward to our first session together."
"Hello Zora. I am pleased to meet you also. Please have a seat and get comfortable."
"Thank you doctor. This is a very nice office. So stylishly decorated. You have impeccable taste."
Zora was checking out the pictures on the wall which were mildly erotic, but her attention was drawn to one in particular. It was a photo of Dr Frezee wearing biker shorts, nothing else, and his dick was hard! The bulge extended halfway down his thigh, and it looked very thick. She was guessing it must be at least 9 inches. And his body was the icing on the cake. So hard and ripped. Yummy! Zora was shocked by the picture but couldn't take her eyes off of it.
"Please, just call me Dick. I feel that it is very important to establish a relaxed atmosphere for all of our sessions. Just take off your shoes and lie down on the couch and I will put some soft music on. Then we will get started."
"Well, ok then, Dick".
The mellow saxaphone music was so sexy and, combined with the room's beautiful decor, delicious fragrance and that sizzling hot picture of Dick, was starting to turn Zora on. Sitting on the luxurious couch in her lingerie was making her feel very open and uninhibited.
"Alright now Zora. As you already know, I am a sex/relationship counselor. My methods are a little different. Thank you for changing into your lingerie for this session. I found that it helps to get you in the right frame of mind. Based on the questionnaire that you filled out, you feel that you need to open up to someone that will not judge you. I am here to listen, and remember, you can tell me anything, anything at all. Our sessions are completely confidential. So, let's talk."
"Well doctor Frez...uh...Dick, where can I start. I am in a relationship with a wonderful man, and we are going to be married. There are some things that I would like to tell him before we tie the knot, but I'm not sure he would understand.
"I do love him very much, but sometimes I get weak. I mean, I love the attention of men, and flirting just seems to come naturally to me. I don't mean to seduce other men, but I can't seem to help myself! I love the feeling I get when a man is looking at me like he wants to eat me from head to toe. I don't usually act on the feelings, but there have been a few times when I have taken my flirting too far."
"Please elaborate."
"Example; I like to play on dating sites. Not to find anyone else, I just like to see which men find me attractive and to fantasize about actually meeting one of them. It really turns me on. This one time, I was chatting online with a man that I had met, his name was Tony, and we hit it off great. It was so easy to talk to him, he made me laugh and was a lot of fun, not to mention he was a total babe, and before I knew it, the conversation turned erotic. Normally, when this would happen, I would end the conversation and move on to the next guy. Well this time, I didn't do that. Instead, I played along, just to see where it would go."
"Zora, what do you mean by 'the conversation turned erotic'? Please tell me what was said."
"Are you sure? No judging right? Ok. Tony and I were talking about meeting, and he suggested that he get a hotel room and I could come there and we would leave from there to go to a play that we both wanted to see. Playfully, I said 'sounds like a plan.' Then he said, 'of course, I might want to taste you before we leave.' Without thinking, I said, 'you might get addicted.' Then he said, 'no, actually it is you that might get a-dick-ted. 8 inches of a-dick-ted to be exact'. I just laughed. I think he took my response as permission to speak freely, because the next thing he said was, 'I hope you can handle all my meat.' Playfully, I said, 'marinating meat is my specialty.' It kind of slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. Besides, I felt ok saying this, as he didn't know my real name or anything. You know, it wasn't real. We talked a little more then logged off and later that night I jumped on my man and rode him like a wild animal until we were both covered in each other's juices."
"Zora, that doesn't seem to be so bad." Many women have fantasies about fucking men outside their relationship. It keeps things spicy."
"True, if only it had stopped right there. A few days passed by and I again decided to check my account. I logged in, and there was mail waiting for me from Tony. For some reason, a big smile broke out on my face when I saw it. I opened it, and was shocked when I read the e-mail. It said, 'I am coming to your town for business next week, and I have booked a room at the Marriott. I will be arriving Sunday and leaving on Wednesday. I will give you the room number once I check in. I hope to hear your knock at my door.'
"My boyfriend and I had a big fight on the Friday before Tony was supposed to arrive. He accused me of being distant and not having time for him. I don't know, maybe there was some truth in what he said, but he was mean to me and made me really angry. We didn't talk at all the whole weekend, and by Sunday I was really hurting. So, I decided to at least go and meet Tony. I felt it would be ok as I could control myself and was absolutely sure that nothing would happen. I just needed someone to talk to and hang out with to take my mind off of the pain. I checked my e-mail and there was one from Tony. My heart started beating furiously as I opened it, and read, 'Baby, meet me at the Marriott, room 326, can't wait to see you. I have a surprise for you.'
I took a shower, put on one of my sexiest dresses, and headed to the Marriott. I admit, by this time, my pussy was dripping and my nipples were so hard I just wanted someone to suck and squeeze them. But I was not going to the hotel to have sex, just meet, maybe have dinner or something and then come home.
