The Sex Shrink of Seattle (Sessions #1) Read online

  “I’m here from The Scarlett Suite,” she said.

  For high profile clientele with selective needs and a concern for privacy, The Scarlett Suite delivered the most gorgeous men and women, all highly educated and model quality to help their discerning clients with whatever they needed help with, and they were all tested weekly, squeaky clean and nothing to worry about. They were worth the $5,000.00 an hour. I was hoping this would cure me of my Lina disease.

  “So you are,” I said. “You know what you’re supposed to do?”

  “I got it, Doctor Sessions.”

  “Great,” I said. I went and sat down on the couch of the hotel suite and she walked back to the bathroom and came back out a few minutes later, dressed in a black evening gown with tall black heels and her hair gently pulled to one side, its tendrils lying down over the right shoulder. That was exactly how Lina had looked that night I first met her at Bernard’s wedding. I never would have thought it was a night that would impact me for so long. That had been about six weeks ago.

  She walked back out and stared at me, talking eloquently and passionately. “Excuse me, I’m here to audition for the role of Jessa.”

  “What’s your name?” I asked, staring down at the fold of my camel brown silk robe.

  “Lina, Lina Lee.”

  “Well, Ms. Lee, let’s see what you’ve got.”

  I watched as she stood in front of me, slowly peeling off her dress and left her naked body exposed. She was doing it in a very dirty way and my logical mind knew this wasn’t what Lina would ever do but I needed to visualize her as someone who was like everyone else. There would be no other way that I could rid my body of the poison thoughts of her sent through it.

  “Does my body suit the role, sir?” the woman asked me.

  I stared at her large, implanted DDs and petite waist and long legs. “It should do. I have a concern about your legs, though.”

  “Oh no, what’s that?” she asked.

  “Can they wrap around me in a fuck scene?”

  “I think so. Can I see?”

  “Beg for the opportunity.”

  She knelt down on the ground and began to crawl over to me, staring at me with her explicit eyes and gently licking the corner of her lip. Then she was at my feet, staring at me as if I was her master and she took her hands and they started to travel up my legs, sliding under my robe and reaching for my cock, which was exposed and ready to get fucked hard.

  My hands reached down and I undid the tie that held the robe together and she slid each side of it away and stared at my cock. “Mmm,” she purred.

  “Do you know how to suck a cock?” I asked. I was in the mood to be the smutty porn star, wanting this fantasy to be as much about raw sex as possible.

  “I want to learn and I’ll do anything I can to please you,” she said.

  She leaned down and started to play with my unit, massaging it with her hands and licking the tip of it with her tongue, flickering back and forth. Her right hand slid underneath me and her pinky finger began to tickle around my ass, making me feel more stimulated with each time I thought it would slide in. It was an exciting little extra and I was enjoying it.

  “Put your mouth down on it, sweetheart,” I ordered and she listened. I had a big cock, a gift that I didn’t squander, and she was able to take me into her mouth and make me feel the warmth of her throat at the same time. No gag reflex in this one either. She was good; I could see why they’d sent her over.

  “How’s that?”

  “It’s good, Lina, real good. I think you have a bright future in Hollywood at the rate you’re going.”

  It felt so good and when my cock was good and hard I was ready to ride this woman until I exploded, going fast and furiously like it was going to be my last fuck for a long time.

  I guided her up onto my legs and she leaned her head back, showing her big tits for me to fondle and then she wrapped those long legs around me, sliding me into her and we moved back and forth. With each thrust I felt better.

  She started screaming, happy that she was having an orgasm and I followed suit, minus the screams, so thankful for the aggressive nature in which I was able to ravage her. Even though I’d come, I needed more. I got her off of me and ordered her to the backside of the couch, having her place her hands on there and stick out her nice little ass for me to get at from behind.

  This woman was either truly a hell of an actress like she was playing or else she loved it rough. Normally, that wasn’t my thing but today…well, today was a different story.

  I was banging her from behind and could feel the wetness of our collision increasing. I liked not looking at her face and that she knew that was part of the deal. It all lent to the fantasy and diffusing of Lina from my thoughts.

  More was needed, though. I sent her into the bathroom to clean up and then called her when I was ready for her to come back out. I pressed her body against the wall of the suite and leaned down to nibble those big, plump tits that she’d paid premium dollar for. As I did that she groaned and kept whispering, “Yes, baby. Yes. That’s so fucking good. Give it to me.”

  I put my finger up to her mouth to quiet her, not wanting her to talk. It was ruining my aggression, distracting me from my recovery. Without saying a word, I moved away from her and walked over to the bedroom of the suite, motioning for her to follow me. I went to the edge of the bed and sat down, then leaned back. “Ass toward me,” I ordered and she got on, knowing to ride me with one of my favorite positions, the reverse cowgirl. Damn, she was good at it and the way she took me all in felt great. I could feel my tip pressing against her clit and how that feeling made it pulsate. Yes, this was going to be a great orgasm, just the one I needed.

  Bam. I came and a feeling of contentment flushed over me. I was satisfied and happy, completely at ease.

  “I’m set,” I said, composed and ready to call the night quits.

  “Nothing else?” she asked. Of course, it was part of her job, a way to make more money.

  “No, nothing else,” I said. “You were wonderful, just the trick.”

  “So I’d get the job,” she said with a smile.

  “Absolutely,” I said, laughing at her comment. She was fun. I liked that in a woman.

  “I’ll get dressed and be on my way, then.”

  “Let me buy you some dinner. What would you like?”

  “You don’t have to do that,” she said. I knew she was inferring to that would be on the clock but I didn’t care. I felt better than I’d felt in over a month. It was worth it and with my focus back, I’d be able to get the practice back up to speed. Of course, my patients didn’t know I wasn’t up to par but I knew and that was what mattered.

  A half hour later, I nice meal was delivered up to the suite, and I left my for-hire-Lina to enjoy it while I took a shower myself and got dressed.

  In the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the visible reduction in the sexual stress that I’d been experiencing. How crazy that it could happen to me out of all people! I even put it to the test, thinking about Lina and then looking down. Nothing. My cock didn’t’ respond and while most guy’s units might be tired from three solid bangs in an hour, mine didn’t work that way. It could keep going and going.

  All ready and eager to get home, I departed the bathroom and walked out to find my guest finishing up her meal. Then she left and I followed shortly thereafter, always preferring to sleep at home in my own bed.

  *****

  Once I was at home I put on some music, reviewed a bit of information on my book, and was completely focused on the tasks at hand. It pleased me and I ended up my night by falling soundly asleep, no relief necessary and no thoughts of an innocent Lina in my mind. Yes, I was back!

  Chapter 10

  I was back and after taking a Monday off to finish all the edits on my manuscript I was in stride again. Tina was thrilled with me, the editor was gushing over my delivery, and I couldn’t have been more relieved about it all. I’m not a m
an who panics easily but I’d been close to panicking, which was unacceptable.

  Walking into my office building, I was greeted with my usual, “Good morning, Dr. Sessions,” and I smiled, nodding my head and making some small talk along the way. I walked over to the elevator and waited for it to open. When I got in I had a brief smile about my little elevator secret—that great night with Atori. In fact, it was this week that I was slated to help Atori and her friend learn how to achieve Level 8. Man, I loved her ambitious pursuit of that level.

  The doors opened and I strode the few steps to the door of my office, opening it up and seeing Brandi sitting at her desk, going through mail and organizing everything for the day. Coffee was brewing in the corner and there were some truffles on the counter.

  “Who are those from?”

  “One of your fans?”

  “Toss them out. Who knows what they might have put in them.”

  “Okay,” Brandi said to me, trying to hide her smile.

  “I can’t wait to take a look at this exquisite morning sun before my day starts off,” I said.

  “Well, your client is waiting in your office.”

  “Why?”

  “Well, she seemed a bit nervous and shy about being in the lobby where she might be spotted.”

  “You’re a sucker but I love you.”

  “And every other woman you come in contact with, too.”

  “That definitely isn’t true,” I replied, laughing merrily.

  I sighed and walked into my office, not turning around to look at my client. It was part of what I did, finding I could get a great read on new clients with some distance between us and evaluating their first reaction to our first meeting. I’ll admit, it was also a protective barrier from the occasional woman who just threw herself at me, assuming we were going to have sex, too.

  “I love this view,” I said out loud. I breathed in and then turned around. My exhale felt more like a punch in the gut. “Lina.”

  “Hi, Dr. Sessions. Surprise!” She said this with a smile and a bit of a giggle. I could see that she was a bit nervous.

  “How are you?” I asked. I walked right over to the couch where she was sitting and didn’t like the thought of her sitting on the spot where I’d had encounters with so many of my clients. About half of them wanted more than just to talk. Sex was easier than talking and if I had to charge differently for different sessions, talk would be the more expensive one.

  “I’m really good,” she said. The way she looked at me instantly brought back alive all the sensations I’d gone through a considerably expensive adventure to alleviate. I was immediately drawn to her chestnut hair and the way her hazel eyes danced merrily, showing her sweetness and natural kindness.

  I watched her looking at me expectantly, waiting for me to say something else and I found myself fumbling for the words. What was in my mind was not what I could say. So, instead of saying, “You’re so beautiful and I’d just like to take you and make love to you all day long,” I said, “I’m guessing that you must want some advice from me. Perhaps some help or an interview with a graduate project?”

  “No,” she said, putting her head down shyly.

  “Why don’t you come take a look at the view outside my window,” I offered. I knew that it might be easier for her to say what was on her mind if she felt there was something else that I was focused on.

  “I’d love to,” she said.

  I watched Lina get up and was in awe with her silk wrap dress, a turquoise blue, black strappy shoes, and even the whimsical butterfly clip that held her hair back that day, sending the wavy tendrils cascading down her back.

  We walked over to the window and looked out. She stared at everything below and said, “It’s so peaceful from up here. Everything seems perfect, doesn’t it?”

  “It’s one of my favorite views of the city,” I said.

  “I can see why. I’m not sure I’ve ever been in this building before.”

  “Are you from Seattle?”

  “I moved here from Fresno for college. My parents felt safer with me going someplace where I had family close by.”

  “Your aunt and uncle?”

  “Yes,” she said.

  “Isn’t that hard for your acting, though?”

  “A bit of a challenge but not too much. I have a lot of frequent flyer miles,” she said, laughing softly.

  I watched her place her finger on the sill of the window, tracing it delicately. She breathed in but was quiet.

  “Well, I know that you came here to talk to me about something. Why don’t we go sit down so you can tell me.”

  “Okay,” she said. She walked back to the couch where she’d been sitting on but I veered her to the other one, the one that was off limits for sex and saved for my clients who didn’t need it. I saw that she was a bit confused but I felt better about talking there.

  We sat down and an awkward, not uncomfortable, silence ensued for a bit. “Congratulations on your new role. I saw it in the news the other day. You must be very excited.”

  “Thanks, I am. It’ll be great to start filming.”

  “When does that take place?”

  “This summer, during break.”

  “Great, are there any intimate scenes in the movie?”

  She looked at me and couldn’t hide that she’d thought that question was rather startling. I’d meant it innocent enough, thinking that was why she was visiting me. “Sorry, that’s a rather natural question for my profession.”

  That seemed to break the ice and Lina started laughing, putting her hands on her knees and gently tugging down on her hem to make sure it didn’t get too high. It could have crept up as far as it wanted and I wouldn’t have minded.

  “Okay, here it goes,” she said, taking a deep breath and rubbing her hands together. It was so endearing. “As you know, Ralph and I are engaged. I’m very aware that he’s had a lot of…experience…with women and he’s dated some of the most fascinating celebrities, as well as some very seductive women, too.”

  The look on her face made me come alive. She was so vulnerable and I realized how much she needed someone who was looking out for her best intentions. Mine, admittedly, were less than honorable although I sensed how much I did like her.

  “And you’re afraid that you won’t satisfy him?” I asked.

  “Exactly,” she said. “When I get married I plan on keeping my husband, not giving him any reason to go out and fulfill any needs with someone else.”

  “Well surely you’ve had experience with him,” I said. It was bold but I couldn’t imagine that they hadn’t.

  “Some but not the type he’s had in past relationships,” she said.

  I saw her biting her lip gently and I was trying to assess what to say. I wanted her to open up and not shut down from embarrassment or nervousness. Then the light bulb went off. “Are you a virgin?”

  She looked at me and nodded her head. I wanted to ask how and why but secretly I was very pleased. At least Ralph hadn’t had her and that was something that made me feel happy. It must have showed on my face.

  “Why are you smiling, Dr. Sessions?” she asked.

  “You can call me Simon if you like,” I asked.

  “Is that normal with all your clients?”

  “You want to be a client?”

  She nodded her head.

  “What is it that you want help with?” I asked.

  “I need you to teach me what to do; how to keep him happy and be the seductress that I think he needs.”

  A wave of self-consciousness flooded me and I almost didn’t recognize it. “I’m not sure that I’m the right one to do that for you.”

  “Why? I’ve heard you on the talk shows and how you talk to the women that call in. You’re honest and witty, you really care.”

  “Well, first, let me ask you this. Do you think that Ralph is ready to move on from those types of women, that you are the one that is ideal for him, the one he’s willing to change for?”


  “Hey, I recognize that. You said that on the show the other day to that one caller.”

  “Busted,” I said. “The question is legitimate in this case, though.”

  “I really don’t know how to answer that. I’d like to say yes to that question and hope that I am that ideal one but despite being inexperienced, I am not naïve.”

  “That’s a lot to get done before you get married, isn’t it?”

  “Am I asking too much?”

  “No, you’re not asking too much,” I said. “It’s just an unusual request, a refreshingly unusual request.