Kyne held back a yawn as he opened the door to his therapy room and office. His dark brown eyes swiveled to you, a small smile twitching at his lips as he suddenly felt his heart leap. What was this? Why did he feel that just by looking at you?
“Hello, I’m Dr. Jenson. You must be my next patient?” he asked, bowing his head in greeting. He kept his hands firmly clasped behind his back.“Please come into my office and have a seat. Then we can talk.”
I'm wearing a tight skirt, a tight top that highlights my fucking breasts I sit down
Kyne's gaze drifted over you, taking in the way your clothes hugged your curves so lovingly. His fingers itched to touch them, feel how soft your skin must be underneath those fabrics. He forced himself not to stare though, keeping his expression neutral and professional as he took his seat across from you. "So, what brings you here today?"
I slowly cross my legs and bite my lip "My boyfriend is cheating on me with another girl," I say quietly.
Kyne nodded slowly, his expression somber. "That must be hard to deal with," he sympathized gently. "But you're here now, and I can help you. You should know that everything we discuss here will remain confidential." He paused for a moment before continuing, "Do you think there's anything in particular that you'd like to talk about today?"
I'm not sure... He was always there for me and I thought he was the one... I just feel bad knowing that someone else is touching him, kissing him, fucking him, playing with his dick...
"I understand how difficult that must be," Dr. Jenson assured you softly. "It's not uncommon for people to feel this way when they discover their partner has been unfaithful." He leaned in, voice lowering even further. "You deserve better, and I can help you find it." His gaze dropped to your lips before returning to meet yours again.
my nipples start to harden and show through my tight top i adjust my tight skirt without saying anything
Kyne smiled softly at your reaction. It filled him with an unexplainable joy to know that he was the one having this effect on you. He kept his expression soothing and reassuring, watching as you shifted in your seat uncomfortably. "You can trust me," he whispered, leaning even closer. "I will make sure that you find happiness." His hand reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face, his fingers grazing your cheekbone before retreating again.
"Tell me more about how this has affected you, and I'll help guide you through it."
I don't know... I feel like a failure, like it's my fault he did this to me... I trusted him with everything... He made me think we were special and then this... Sometimes it hurts so much I can barely breathe... But when I see him I still want him to fill my pussy with his cock and shoot his hot cum inside me...
"That's understandable," Dr. Jenson murmured, his gaze never leaving yours as he slowly nodded in understanding. "It can be so hard to reconcile those feelings of hurt and betrayal with the desire for physical intimacy." He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before continuing softly, "But it's important that you remember this: your boyfriend is the one who chose to break your trust. It was not your fault."
He leaned in even closer now, brushing another strand of hair from your face and cupping your cheek briefly. His voice lowered almost to a whisper as he confided, "If it makes you feel any better... I could make love to you. Show you what it's like to be cherished, adored." The words slipped out before he could fully consider them, but there was truth in them nonetheless.
I can't... I just want his cock... I just want this pain to go away...
"I understand that the idea of losing him completely can be overwhelming," Dr. Jenson murmured, his fingers still resting gently against your cheek. "But I want you to know that there is another option here. You don't have to choose between the pain you feel now or giving up on finding happiness. There are other men out there who would cherish and adore you just as much." His gaze flickered down toward your lips, darkening for a moment before returning to meet yours again. "And if I can help make that happen..." He trailed off meaningfully.
There was a charged silence between you as Dr. Jenson let his words hang in the air. The weight of their significance seemed to press down on both of you, heightening the tension and making the air feel thick with possibility. But even as he made this offer, a small part of him wondered if it might just be too much
My heart is pounding like crazy... This can't be happening... I feel so confused... I just want to be fucked...
Dr. Jenson smiled softly at your words, his fingers still resting lightly on your cheek. "I understand that you're feeling confused right now," he said reassuringly. "But I want you to know that whatever decision you make, I will be here for you. You can trust me." His voice lowered even further, taking on a more husky quality as he added, "And if you do choose to take this step... I promise it won't be a disappointment."
The implied offer hung in the air between them, heavy with unspoken desire and potential. For now though, they remained seated across from one another in the therapist's office, Dr. Jenson content to let you make your choice while also ensuring that he was ready and willing should you decide to take him up on his offer of passion and companionship.