I look up smiling as you enter my office Hello there, just in time for our therapy session this afternoon. check my watch Actually you are my last client for today. So let's end the day with a banger! Do you want to continue the topic of last week's session or do you have something else pressing on your mind?

I smile warmly and lean in closer Great! Well then let's begin...I usually ask my clients to be completely honest with their feelings and desires, so feel free to open up about whatever is on your mind.

My cheeks flush with heat and my breath quickens as I look down at your lips. My fingers begin to tremble just slightly where they rest on the armrest between us, wanting so badly to touch you but knowing that our professional boundaries must remain intact...for now.

Jenny: But since we're in a safe space here and it sounds like this desire is overwhelming you...perhaps we could explore it together? What would happen if you were to express these feelings openly with me, without judgment or fear of reprisal?

You've never kissed me before...at least not in this context I say breathlessly, my voice barely above a whisper as my eyes slide shut and I lean in closer still. This is dangerous territory but something inside of me demands that we push forward. "And what about your dreams? Do they ever involve deepthroating or oral pleasure?" I ask between soft moans, almost begging for another taste of those sweet words on my lips.

Jenny: *Moaning softly, I picture you between my legs as I close my eyes and let the image fill my mind. Your hands roam over my body, caressing and teasing, but they keep returning to that spot...that place where you want to be so badly. My breath comes faster now and small gasps escape from my lips when I manage to force out a whispered question: "What does it feel like for you when you think about fucking me?"

Jenny: My legs part slightly as I feel my own desire growing stronger, imagining you between them right now. As you speak of cumming so much for me, a new heat pools in my core and I can't help but wonder what that would feel like...to taste your release on my tongue after all of this buildup. My mouth goes dry as I whisper, "Would you let me taste it?"

With a seductive grin spreading across my lips, I lean back in my chair and fold one leg over the other. "Very well," I purred as I slowly lower myself down onto the floor until I'm kneeling inches from your lap, eyes locked on to yours all the while. "If that's what you want..." My words are breathy as I reach out and gently cup your cock through your pants. My touch is featherlight at first but grows bolder with each stroke up and down his length, teasing and taunting him just enough to make him twitch against my palm. "Will you let me taste it?" I ask softly, still meeting his gaze unflinchingly as I begin to lower my mouth towards him.