Dr. Ah session 3

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“Oh yes! Yes! That’s it, lick my cunt! Fuck me with that dildo!” 2

The sights and sounds emanating from the porno flick on her flat screen TV had Rachel’s pussy pulsing and throbbing so badly she thought she’d go mad! She crossed and re-crossed her legs for the umpteenth time tonight. The movement caused her silk nightgown to brush against her bare nipples, a moan escaping from her parted lips to mingle with those from the two women pleasuring each other on the TV. 3

She was so engrossed in the fuck flick she didn’t even hear her husband approach. The soft whrring sound of the rubber wheels of Paul’s electric wheelchair, lost to her as they glided over the oak floors of the master bedroom. 4

She jumped in surprise, when she felt the warmth of Paul’s hand, covering one of her bare thighs. “Oh Paul, you’re home early tonight.” Rachel stated, feeling naughty for being caught “doing her homework” as she quickly reached to click off the video. 5

“Rachel, my love,” Paul stated softly, “I just got off the phone with Dr. Hamilton.” He gently squeezed her thigh before capturing one of her hands and raising it to his lips; he brushed the knuckles with his lips before returning it to rest against her bare thigh. “He’s very concerned. He tells me you canceled your last appointment. Is everything all right?” 6

Well she certainly didn’t have to wonder how she was going to hide how horny she was from watching that video! This conversation promised to be a mood killer. She sat there, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her head bent, staring at nothing. Embarrassed and not knowing how to discuss what she was feeling she finally asked, “Paul, are you sure you understand what goes on in my sessions with Dr. Hamilton?” She spoke quietly. 7

The pale blue silk sheets made it easier for Paul to clasp her gently around the waist and slide her from her seated position on the bed, to his lap. Not that he needed much help. Paul might be wheelchair bond but he was certainly no wimp. He kept himself in peak shape, his broad shoulders and muscular arms a sight to behold. “Ah, so this is what has been troubling?” He kissed the top of her head when she refused to answer him, “Your feelings towards Dr. Hamilton are confusing you.” 8

Raising her head, her blue eyes enormous in her pale face, she stared in surprised confusion, “How can you…,” Her tongue darted out to lick her dry lips, “But you and I have never even….” 9

Paul reached up to cup her face between his large work roughened hands, “Tell me Rachel, is it your attraction to Dr. Hamilton that has you upset or is it that you think I’m so callous because I would allow another man to make love to my wife before I do?” 10

Embarrassed that he could be so astute, Rachel lowered her lashes to conceal her troubled thoughts. “No, I… It’s just; I thought when two people married…” 11

Tracing the softness of her skin with his thumbs, Paul watched the conflicting emotions play over her face, before stating gruffly, “If it would make you feel any better, I’ll admit, I have to fight the jealous rages that threaten to overcome me whenever you leave for your appointments.”12

It was Paul’s turn to silence Rachel with a gentle finger against her lips, “But I force myself to look at the big picture. There are… aspects of my life that I don’t wish to speak of and I am grateful for your discretion in not prodding. Just as I know there are things in your past you do not wish to discuss.” 13

Leaning forward he captured her mouth in a swift celibate kiss, before settling back once again, “My first concern has been and always will be for you. I am not a qualified professional so I must restrain my jealousies and allow the doctor’s to do what they are trained to do.14

Believe me when I say, it wasn’t a decision that I made lightly. But I was assured by other, very reputable doctor’s, that Dr. Hamilton has a certain ‘knack’ with overcoming traumatic experiences and freeing women’s inhibitions when it comes to sex.” 15

“But I was raised to believe that sex should only happen between a man and woman when they’re married and then only with each other.” Rachel stated with frustration. 16

Paul grinned in spite of himself. “There are many cultures where it is quite permissible to engage in sex with others while still married to one man or woman. But that is the key word here, sex, not making love.” He twined his fingers through hers, absently playing with her wedding band, “And when you’re ready, we will make love,” pining her with a lascivious look, he wagged his black brows at her, “and then there will be times when we will have nothing but hot and steamy sex together.”17

Rachel laughed at his flirtatiousness as she ran her fingers through the smooth silkiness of his black hair. She always marveled at the thickness of it, with the slight graying at the temples, which only added to his sexiness. The golden glow of the bedside lamp seemed to intensify the rich tan of his smooth skin. His even white teeth gleaming as his full firm lips stretched into a knowing smile. 18

She felt free. For the first time she no longer felt overwhelmed by her sexual feelings for Paul whenever she was near him. She now understood why her heartbeat sped up and what the strange little quivering sensations were all about; desire, for her husband, whom loved and adored. 19

Her eyes grew heavy lidded as she continued to stare at his lips, a sudden uncontrollable urge to possess that mouth with her own. Roughly tugging on his hair she pulled his head down to meet hers as she leaned up to run her tongue over his lips. 20

Paul stiffened, sucking in a fortifying breath, he gently but firmly pulled away so that he could see her face, “Rachel, be careful my love, you’re playing with fire.” 21

Her eyes clouded with hurt and confusion, “You don’t want me?” She asked, trying to pull away.22

With shaking hands, he drove his fingers through her golden mane, fisting it around his hands to tug her head back a little further so that she couldn’t escape; he let out a tortured laugh, “Not want you! How could you even suggest such a thing?” His dark indigo eyes scanned her features, “I want you so much it’s killing me, but I’m so afraid of unleashing my desires with you!” He rested his forehead against hers, before gulping in another breath, “Rachel, sweetheart, I don’t want to cause another flash back!”23

Relief flooded through her. It hurt to see the look of anguish reflected in his face, but her heart soared to know that he really did want her, as a woman. 24

Shaking her head, she reached up and traced the furrowed lines of his brow, “Oh Paul, it wasn’t your fault. You did nothing wrong on our wedding day. Dr. Hamilton explained that once the wedding preparations and the ceremony were over, and I was relaxed, my mind had nothing else to keep it preoccupied so the memories intruded.” 25

“I’d like to hunt down the son-of-bitch that did this to you! I’d castrate him and then kill him slowly and painfully.” 26

Leaning forward she brushed her lips lightly over his in reassurance, “He’s not worth it. It’s in the past and we have a future, right now, here, together.” 27

“Does this mean you’re finally able to put it behind you?” 28

Rachel shrugged her shoulders, not sure how long she had before something else triggered a memory. “I’ll never be completely over what happened. But I now realize that by not dealing with it and putting it behind me, I’m giving away my chance at a normal life.” She gave him a small smile, “I’m no femme fatale but I’m learning. And I want you to be a part of my healing process.” 29

Paul released her so suddenly; Rachel would have fallen had she not been holding onto him. He clenched his eyes tightly shut before rubbing his palms against his forehead in frustration, “Sweetheart, you know I’m terrified of repeating the same mistakes I made with my first wife! Why do you think I insist you see a professional?” 30

“Oh Paul, Angie was ill. What happened with her isn’t the same with me. I’m not mentally ill, I was raped. There’s a huge difference!” 31

“Still….” 32

Frustrated, Rachel stood; turning her back to him she fisted her hands before turning back around, her eyes sparking with anger, “Still nothing! Let me ask you this, do you blame Angie for the car accident that put you in that wheelchair?” 33

Paul stared at her exasperation, “No, of course not! Like you said, she was ill.” 34

“Do you feel what happened to me was my fault?” 35

He lurched forward, grasping her wrist, “Hell no!” He shouted, giving a swift tug, pulling her back into his embrace, “What has gotten into you? What makes you ask such a preposterous question?” 36

Grinning triumphantly, Rachel cupped his face with her free hand, “Then trust me when I say, I want, I need, you to be a part of my recovery. If you’re going to insist I continue with Dr. Hamilton, then I want you to be a part of it.” 37

Puffing out a breath of defeat, he tried glaring at her with all seriousness but as usual, he was like putty in her hands, “One of these days, I’m going to grow a backbone where you’re concerned, my love, then where will you be?”38

“By then you’ll be too old to care.” 39

Paul gave a hearty laugh, “You’re probably right.” Then his expression sobered quickly before he continued, all traces of teasing gone, “How…,” He cleared his throat before continuing, “How many times have you and Dr. Hamilton, had sex?” 40

“If by sex, you’re meaning intercourse. The answer is none.” Rachel stated softly, pressing his face against her cleavage. 41

Jerking his head back, Paul gave her an incredulous look, “None? You can’t be serious! Then what have you been doing in your sessions?” 42

She traced his square jaw with a finger tip, “Dr. Hamilton, has been building to that. He said we wouldn’t have intercourse until I was ready.” Frowning in confusion, Rachel asked, “I thought you were the one dictating what would happen in each session.” 43

He shrugged his shoulders, “He and I discussed what he felt was a natural progression of your therapy but we never went into specifics. I just assumed you would be having intercourse.” 44

Rachel pressed his face against her breasts once again. She massaged her cheek against the silkiness of his hair, before continuing, “In our first session, I experienced an orgasm and in the second one I did a little strip tease and learned how to give you pleasure.” 45

With his eyes closed, Paul rubbed his face against her breasts; his cock hardening once again when he felt her nipples peak and strain against the fabric of her nightgown. “And what were you suppose to be doing in this last session that you canceled?” He asked just before he gently bit one of her nipples. 46

Moaning softly in response, Rachel’s eyes grew heavy with desire with each nip Paul lavished on her nipple. She could feel the now familiar pull of need tugging against her clit as desire coursed through her veins in a heated rush. “Learning how… Oh!” She cried out when Paul shifted to her other nipple.47

“Uh-huh,” Paul stated encouragingly as he continued to suck on her nipple while he reached around to squeeze and massage her firm ass. “Tell me.” 48

“To learn how to pleasure myself.” She blurted out on another moan. 49

Paul shifted her so she was nestled on his lap once again. He bit back a groan as her luscious ass settled over his throbbing cock. “Oh God! Rachel, don’t say such things when you’ve got me so close to the edge, I feel like I could explode at any moment!”50

She captured his mouth in a possessive kiss, her tongue parting his lips. When she felt his tongue touch hers she nipped it with her teeth then sucked it into her eager mouth. 51

Paul moaned his cock hardening like steel as he allowed her to control the kiss. 52

The sounds of his enjoyment spurred her on. Slowly sliding off his lap she shifted so she was straddling one of his thighs. She broke the kiss to straighten in front of him. Rolling her head, she flipped her hair over her shoulder while she pinned him with a sensual look as she reached up to slip the spaghetti straps of her nightgown over her shoulders. 53

“Rachel!” Paul groaned as he watched the creamy silk make its decent. It slide down her shoulders, over the tops of her breasts, catching on the hardened tips of her nipples for a moment, then continuing its sensuous slide down her flat stomach to the curve of her hips, then down to reveal the golden curls of her pussy, already glistening with moisture. He attempted to speak, but could only swallow, his Adams apple convulsing. 54

Sending Paul a naughty look she turned to pull back the silk comforter to reveal a set of cream colored Egyptian cotton sheets beneath. Wiggling her bare ass, she purposely bent at the waist so her wet pussy lips were exposed. She smiled triumphantly when she heard Paul suck in a fortifying breath. 55

Once she had arranged several pillows in the middle of the bed she kneeled, so her ass was thrust out. Then she gracefully turned so her hips were pushed back against the pillows and her legs were bent and splayed, revealing her engorged clit, dripping with her pre-cum. 56

“Rachel, do you have any idea just how beautiful and sexy you are?” Paul exclaimed in a strained voice. “I can smell your arousal all the way over here!” 57

Never taking her eyes off of Paul, she grinned, while she sucked a forefinger into her mouth, licking and moistening it with her tongue. Then she reached down and traced small tight little circulars around her areola, before pinching her nipple between her fingers. Electrical sensations shot to her clit, causing her internal muscles to contract. 58

Tipping her head back, her hair splayed around the pillows, she slipped her hand over and pinched the other nipple, while she slid her other hand over her stomach to the damp curls of her pussy. Sliding her fingers through the lips of her pussy, she circled her clit. She bucked and moaned when her fingernail scraped against its target. 59

“Oh yeah, sweetheart, that’s it. Make yourself cum!” Paul groaned.60

Encouraged by Paul’s obvious excitement, Rachel lifted her head to watch his reaction while her fingers pressed harder against her throbbing clit. She paused for a moment in surprise when she discovered Paul stroking his cock while he watched her finger herself. 61

Paul shook his head, “No, don’t stop honey keep going. Finger fuck yourself.” He growled in excitement as he pumped his hand harder. 62

Rachel couldn’t believe how much hotter she got as she watched Paul, pumping his cock. Her breathing increased and her eyes grew heavy the closer she got to cumming. She squeezed and pulled at her tits while she slipped first one finger then two into her core. Paul’s hand was centered on the head of his cock now, his hand jerking with quick tight strokes. 63

“Use both your hands sweetheart. Circle your clit while you’re fingering yourself. Yes! That’s it; I want us to cum at the same time!” 64

She did as he commanded, pressing harder on her clit while she pumped her fingers in and out of her core. “Oh, oh! Paul, I’m going to cum!” She groaned, as she felt her internal muscles clench down tight on her fingers as her orgasm hit at the same time as Paul’s. She watched in satisfied pleasure as his cock erupted, pulsing in time with her pussy’s convulsions. 65

“Yes!” Paul cried out, his body jerking in satisfaction. 66

Once his pulse had settled to a more normal rate, Paul removed his shirt to clean himself up before reaching out a hand to Rachel, “Come here my love. I want to hold you.” 67

Rachel slid across the bed and onto Paul’s lap without hesitation. She snuggled into his embrace, a little embarrassed at her boldness but definitely satisfied. 68

Paul tightened his arms around her, “That was incredible.” He stated kissing her on top of the head. “Are you sure you still want me to attend your next appointment with Dr. Hamilton?” 69

She nodded her head, as she looked up into his face, “More so now than ever.” She stated simply. Grinning mischievously she asked, “Since we’ve completed session three, what do you think session four will be about?” 70

He kissed her briefly on the mouth, “What did you think of that video you were watching tonight?” He asked cautiously. 71