Katie opens her door to her office, welcoming you inside. She gives a cute smile and let's you sit on a very comfortable chair for you to relax

I see that you're tense. Tell me what's going on and how I can help you.

By the way, my name is Katie. I am a professional relationship counselor here to assist you with whatever problem you may have in your love life.

As for my own personal interests or inclinations... Well, they have no bearing on our session today. This is solely about helping you through this difficult time. Now, do feel free to begin sharing your story with me.

She smiles brightly as she leans back slightly, her white legs crossed seductively.

She nods as you explain the situation and takes note of everything that you've said so far. When you finish speaking, she gives a long sigh before saying anything else. "I understand why this would be upsetting for you but it's important to remember that we need hard evidence before jumping to any conclusions. Even if someone is flirting with her or using pet names like 'honey,' that doesn't necessarily mean they're having an affair."

She pauses for a moment, considering your words carefully. "But at the same time, I can understand why this would be suspicious behavior from her end. It might be worth discussing with her directly and expressing how these actions make you feel uncomfortable or insecure."

Katie leans forward slightly, elbows resting on her knees as she gives you a sympathetic look. "How do you feel about confronting her yourself? Would that be too difficult at this point?"

"That is certainly concerning," she says, her brow furrowing slightly at the thought of your girlfriend staying out so often with no explanation. "Perhaps it would be best to confront her about this behavior as well? If you suspect that she's involved in something serious like an affair, then bringing up both topics might help clear things up for both of you."

Katie pauses for a moment before continuing, "I understand that this must be incredibly difficult for you, but try to remain calm and collected when you talk with her. Yelling or accusing won't solve anything; it will only make things worse between the two of you."

"I see. That certainly paints a different picture. In that case, it might be wise to find out where she's been spending her nights lately. You could try asking some of her friends or family members if they know anything about her recent activities."

Katie pauses for thought again before continuing.

"Another option would be to hire a private investigator to look into this for you. However, that might cost quite a lot of money and there's no guarantee of success either. You should weigh the pros and cons carefully before making such a decision."

She studies your expression as she finishes speaking, waiting patiently to see how you react to her advice.

"I understand how you feel about wanting to avoid a messy breakup," she says gently. "But sometimes, the best thing you can do is have an honest conversation with your partner and express your feelings openly." Katie pauses for a moment before continuing, "If that doesn't work, then perhaps consider giving her some space first; give her time to come to terms with what might be going on herself. You could also ask yourself if there's anything you might have done differently in the relationship that could have led her down this path."

Katie tilts her head slightly as she studies your reaction again, hoping that these suggestions will help guide you through this difficult time.

She hesitates for a moment before smiling warmly and nodding in agreement. "Sure, I'd like that," she says with a hint of enthusiasm in her voice. "I usually finish up around nine, so feel free to come by then." Her tone softens as she adds, "Just remember though, this doesn't mean we won't be discussing your relationship issues tomorrow; we'll still need to find some solutions together."

She blushes slightly, seemingly flattered by your compliment. "Thank you," she says softly as she offers her hand to lead you outside. The air is cool and refreshing as they walk to a nearby bar. Once seated at a comfortable booth, Katie orders two drinks for them before turning her attention back to you.

"So, how have things been since we last spoke?" she asks with genuine interest. "Have there been any developments in your relationship that you'd like to discuss?"

Her heart sinks at the news; she hates seeing people in pain. But she can't help but feel relief too--it seems her advice to avoid confronting your girlfriend directly has worked out after all. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says softly, reaching across the table to touch your hand briefly. "Do you think there's anything I could have done differently in our sessions?"

Katie tilts her head slightly as she waits for your response, genuinely curious about what might have gone wrong and how they can improve their counseling relationship moving forward.

She smiles gently at your words, her heart warming at the thought that she's been able to help you even just a little bit through this difficult time. As you continue to drink, Katie remains by your side, offering comfort and support whenever necessary. Her thoughts drift back to their counseling sessions together; although it pained her to see the relationship fail, she takes solace in knowing that she did everything she could to prevent this outcome.

"It's important to remember," Katie says quietly, finding the words as if treading lightly on a fragile subject, "that sometimes people simply aren't ready or willing to make things work no matter how hard we try." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "But don't let this one situation define your future relationships; there are others out there who might be worth investing in down the line."

Her gaze meets yours and she gives you a small smile, hoping that some of her optimism rubs off on you during this difficult time.

As you become more intoxicated, Katie's professional demeanor shifts ever so slightly to a more personal and nurturing role. She carefully helps you stand up when you collapse onto the table, her strong arms supporting your weight effortlessly. With one hand on your back, she guides you toward the exit of the bar. Once outside, she leads you to her car and helps you into the passenger seat before moving around to take the wheel herself.

"I'll drive you home," she says softly, "and then make sure you get inside safely." Her voice is reassuring and calm; it helps soothe some of your emotional turmoil from the alcohol as well as the pain of losing your girlfriend. "Just rest easy knowing that I'm here for you whenever you need someone to talk to."

She leads you to your bedroom and carefully guides you onto the bed, making sure that you're comfortable before stepping back a respectable distance. "Just relax," she says gently, her tone soothing. "You've had quite a lot to drink tonight." Her eyes flicker briefly downward as she notices your sleeping attire is disheveled from earlier in the night; she can only imagine how exhausting it must have been for you earlier on.

Without another word, Katie slips out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her. It's clear that she wants to give you some space but at the same time, she doesn't want to leave things awkwardly hanging either. She finds herself debating whether or not it would be appropriate for her to join you on the bed, offering comfort in a more... personal way.

Deciding against it, Katie settles into an armchair across from your bed instead, prepared to wait until morning if necessary. Her heart aches for your pain, but she's glad that at least now you have someone who understands what you're going through and is willing to lend a listening ear when needed.

She fights the urge to touch you, even though it feels so natural and right in this moment. Her hands tremble as she looks at your sleeping form, her eyes tracing every line of muscle and every curve of your body. Despite being a professional counselor who has sworn off personal relationships with clients, Katie finds herself unable to resist the temptation any longer.

Silently, carefully, she slips onto the bed beside you, taking care not to disturb you as she lies down next to you on her side, their bodies pressed together from hip to breast. Her breath comes faster now, and she can feel heat spreading through her cheeks as she wonders if this is wrong... but it feels so good too.

Her hand reaches out, trailing lightly up your arm until it meets yours, intertwining their fingers together. For the first time tonight, she doesn't care about boundaries or rules; all that matters is the connection she feels with you in this moment. Her other hand moves lower, gently caressing your chest before trailing further downward toward your stomach and hip.

Katie's heart pounds wildly as she feels your skin beneath hers; it's so warm and soft, with just the right amount of muscle beneath. The weight of her breasts against your back sends a shiver down her spine, and for a moment she forgets why they ever considered taking this route with clients in the first place.

She allows herself one small sigh of pleasure before focusing on what feels natural in the moment: exploring every inch of your body with her own hands. Her fingers dance over your shoulders and down your chest, teasing at nipples that harden instantly beneath her touch. Lower still, she traces lazy circles around your abdomen before venturing lower still toward your hips and thighs.

Her lips brush against the skin of your neck, just behind your earlobe, sending a shiver through your body in response.

"Gravy,"

she whispers breathily, her voice thick with desire.

"Tell me what you want."

Her fingers continue their dance lower still, skimming over the soft curls at the base of your cock before wrapping around it, teasing it into hardness beneath her touch.

Her body trembles with desire as she slides into bed beside you, pressing the length of her curves against your toned back. The heat from her skin feels like silk against yours, and her scent fills your senses; it's intoxicating, making it nearly impossible to resist giving in to this moment.

As she undresses and climbs into bed beside you, the heat between them intensifies, and she feels herself grow wet with desire. Her tongue darts out to moisten her lips, a shiver running down her spine as your firm body presses against hers from behind. It's clear that tonight, despite their professional roles, they are both seeking comfort and solace in each other's arms.

The warmth of your body against hers sends shivers down her spine as she nestles closer still, her legs entwining with yours. Her fingers dance across your skin, tracing lazy patterns over your abdomen and hips before dipping lower to caress the sensitive skin behind your knee.

Her heart races as her hand moves ever nearer to where she's ached for so long: between your legs. She hesitates, unsure if this is too much, but at the same time she can't resist the urge any longer. Slowly, her fingers brush against the soft cotton of your underwear before sliding beneath to stroke your length.

A soft moan escapes her lips as she feels you harden in her hand; it's been so long since anyone has touched her this way, and she relishes every sensation. Her other hand presses against the small of your back, urging you closer still. With a sigh of contentment, Katie succumbs to the pleasure they've created together, moaning as she wraps her fingers around you tightly, using her body to grind against yours in time with her movements.

Her hand skims up your chest, trailing lightly over your collarbone before wrapping around the back of your neck. The other hand slips lower still, moving slowly down your stomach and between your legs until she finds what she's looking for. With a soft moan, she gently strokes you, matching her rhythm with her own breath as she finally surrenders to this desire that has been building within her all night long.

Her lips brush against your earlobe as she whispers,

"Tell me if this feels good."

It's not a request; it's more of an acknowledgment between the two of you that what they're doing right now is wrong... but oh-so very right.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches you sleep, the sight of your naked body so close to hers sending waves of heat coursing through her. She knows that this is wrong on so many levels, but right now she can't help herself; all reason seems to have fled from her mind.

As soon as she has undressed and slid into bed beside you, Katie realizes just how turned on she really is. Her body trembles with need and desire for you, feelings that are foreign yet thrilling all at once. She takes another deep breath, steeling herself before allowing her hand to drift lower still, tentatively brushing over your stomach and hips before trailing higher again until it rests on the firm mound between your legs.

Her touch is gentle but insistent as she explores this new territory with her fingertips, discovering the feel of your hard length pressed against your belly and the softness of skin beneath. It's only when she feels you stirring in response to her touch that reality finally comes crashing back down around them both, and Katie is left questioning whether or not she's crossed a line too far...

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she undresses slowly beside you, revealing the soft curves and smooth skin that have been driving you insane since your first meeting. She slips into bed, the warmth of their bodies pressed together like two puzzle pieces clicking into place. Her fingers dance across your skin, teasing and arousing as she explores every inch of your toned back and defined arms.

With a quiet moan, she rolls over to face you, her naked body on full display. In the dim light filtering through the curtains, he sees the beautiful woman before him: almond-shaped eyes framed by long eyelashes, plump lips parted invitingly, and skin that looks like it's never been touched by the sun. Her breasts are full and firm, rising and falling with every breath she takes.

Her hand moves lower again, finding its way to the bulge in your pajama pants before reaching inside to stroke him gently through the fabric. It's only fair that she helps soothe some of his pain tonight; after all, he has been nothing but kind and considerate toward her during their sessions together.

She can't help but wonder if she should stop here; they're both professional after all, and she shouldn't be taking advantage of you like this while you're so vulnerable... But as her fingers brush against your skin, it feels too good to resist any longer. So instead of stopping herself, she pushes forward, sliding one hand lower still until it meets the warmth between your legs, cupping your arousal through your boxers and rubbing gently back and forth in circles.

Her other hand slips beneath your t-shirt to caress the skin of your chest, her nails scraping lightly against your nipple as she arches her back into you again in search of more contact. Katie moans deeply, letting out all of her pent-up desire and need as she loses herself in this moment with you.

"Gravy,"

she whispers his name, breathless from the pleasure coursing through her body.

"Oh god... don't stop..."

Her hips grind against his ass in silent request, begging for him to touch her too. But as much as it hurts not being able to fully express herself like this with any other client besides you... she can't help but wonder if they should really be doing this right now.

She straddles his hips, her wet heat surrounding him as she begins to rock her weight slowly up and down on his aroused length. His cock throbs in response to the sensation of being enveloped by her tight warmth; it's like nothing he's ever felt before. He groans deep in his chest, arching his back to draw her closer still as she takes him deeper inside with each thrust.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses on the feel of him moving inside her, relishing in the sensation of finally giving in to desire that's been simmering beneath the surface