The Therapist Ch. 07

It was impossible for James to focus on his work on Monday as the events of the day were little more than a prelude to his 6:00 PM appointment with Julia. The attending excitement and anticipation that accompanied regular visits with Julia were practically overwhelming for him to even comprehend. James thought about the time he had spent with Julia in recent days and realized that virtually every moment was highly charged. Was it even possible to just sit and have a conversation with this woman without experiencing erotic thoughts and feelings? He thought not.

James arrived at Julia's home at about the same time that she did. As he was walking to the doorway from behind he heard, "Hey James!"

Turning around he spotted Julia cruising up the walkway on her Advance 1 bicycle that was now coming to a stop right before him. Sitting atop her high end road bike she was dressed in an all white tennis outfit, not unlike you might see in women's tennis competition, with her hair in a short pony tail that exited out the back of her pink unlabeled tennis cap. With a small back pack containing her tennis racket and equipment she hopped off her bike and approached James.

Julia's face was aglow with joy and happiness and combined with her fit and well toned body this natural looking woman was simply the most beautiful and sacred thing in the world, James thought. She advanced and wrapped her arms around him and gave him more than a perfunctory hug as her body folded into his and her arms squeezed him into the center of her body. Having never seen Julia, as an athlete, it added one more dimension to the rather large catalog of images that James had been mentally collecting ever since he first met her. Looking at her very lightly tanned glistening skin, her hair somewhat astray from her recent exertions, and the flushed skin tone was all very arousing to him. A goddess in every respect, he thought.

"James, I'm sorry that I'm running a bit late, I hope you haven't been waiting long. Have you?"

"Actually, perfect timing, Julia. I just arrived."

"Excellent. Let's go inside then, shall we?"

When James offered to carry her tennis bag it occurred to him that it was rather a ridiculous offer as it didn't weigh much and why would a well conditioned athlete like Julia need assistance with something that she could probably carry with one finger? He felt a little foolish after the words left his mouth but that feeling quickly dissipated when Julia placed the bag in her hand and said, "Thank you, James, you are such a dear." She gave him a genuine smile that left him with butterflies.

James followed Julia into her study, the same study that only last Friday was the scene of his deviant behavior. He felt himself flush at the thought at what transpired during the "interview". They both took the same seats as last week with Julia behind her desk and James sitting in front of it.

As Julia removed her cap, he was again reminded of her striking beauty. With her hair pulled straight back Julia commanded a presence that was somewhat between well conditioned athlete and authoritarian figure. James found the combination to be very erotic. He gazed upon her face waiting to find out what would happen next.

"Do you play tennis, James?"

"Not for quite awhile. I played a little in college but mostly I was a racquetball player."

"Well, you should have seen us today. My partner and I had the pleasure of giving a sound lesson to a couple of attorney's who thought that two women were going to be a pushover. And, my partner," James could tell Julia had a new thought, "is quite the formidable lady. "Hmmm, can you guess who my partner was today?"

James had no idea and said, "You'll have to tell me."

"Here is a hint, she's a little older than you, you look up to her, and," at this point Julia couldn't suppress a little laugh, "and she used to take you down in arm wrestling when you were little."

"Sara? You are partners with my sister, Sara?" Of course James was aware of their acquaintance as it was Sara who referred James to Julia a number of months back. At that time Julia was his therapist. Somehow he didn't realize that the two were this close and it gave him a bit of a weird feeling. He couldn't help but wonder if information regarding their personal exploits was even remotely shared with Sara. This was never a fear in the confidentiality of the appointment setting but with this current arrangement those laws and guidelines were not in place.

"We are! I love playing with your sister. What a woman! We find that we....complement each other's game quite effectively. I know a couple of male attorney's who found out today what a formidable pair we can be."

"Oh, well, cool, it sounds like you kicked ass." After a short pause, "Um, Julia, I don't know how to ask, but, does Sara know that I'm, well, ......working for you?" At this point James realized he was holding his breath.

"Let me think a sec......I don't think I've mentioned it, no, I'm sure I've not mentioned that we have a working arrangement." Julia paused to gauge James reaction. He was practically squirming out of the chair. "Well, now, I did mention to her that I had seen you recently. Yes, I'm quite sure of that." Julia, pausing for effect, added, "Are you concerned, James?"

"Geez, Julia, I'd be concerned if anyone knew...well, you know....if they knew about some of the things we've done together. But, please, my sister? I'd be mortified if she knew!"

"Which things are you worried about, James?" While Julia's face feigned innocence James knew better. She added, "I could make sure I didn't mention those things to her....if it would make you feel better, that is. Of course, you'd have to tell me which things embarrass you so that I wouldn't slip up." Julia had a coquettish smile on her face.

James was dying in his seat. While trying to get comfortable with the parameters of his personal relationship with Julia she was now starting to push his buttons in yet another arena. Julia rose from behind the desk and sauntered to the front. Playfully she said, "Does my baby want to keep his kinky fetishes from the rest of the world? Is he worried that he might get into trouble with his older sister? Is that it, Jamiekins?"

Before James could respond Julia redirected the conversation away from his sister as she began applying pressure in another direction and said, "I don't think you have anything to worry about, for now. But, speaking of fetishes, James, do you think if we put our heads together right now we might be able to come up with a brand new one? Something more abstract than before?"

In an instant James reeling mind glimpsed images of dildo's, feet, heels, underarms, shoes, i.e. everything he and Julia had done so far. Yet, instinctively he felt there was more, much more and with each new addition it seemingly added a new level of arousal.

With James unable to respond Julia pressed on, "What about a post goddess workout fetish, James?" Julia tried to sound serious but even she couldn't contain a slight smirk. "Wouldn't it be kinky and perverted if a man got excited as he got to know a woman and her scents; if he got excited when he became intimate with her when she was, say, not very clean? You know, if somehow it turned him on. Turned him on in a way that went beyond the normal level of excitement. Just because, well, just because she was in this different and unusual state. Think about it Jamie, do you think it's even possible?" Julia then placed herself on the edge of the desk with her perfect ass halfway perched on it and then very slightly, almost imperceptibly, separated her legs so that James had an even better view of her goddess body.

James waited. If he was paying attention he would have noticed he had just swallowed hard and that his heart was pounding just a little faster.

Julia, becoming more clinical for a moment, "It's an intriguing question, isn't it? And, it's one of many I hope to study in the privacy of my home. Sexual fetishes. Just use your imagination and think about the possibilities, James." A slight pause, then, "Which makes sense that you do because it is actually part of the requirements of your position. Becoming more firm now Julia said, "You see James, I'm going to taunt, probe, and exploit all the erotic crevices of your mind so that I can observe your reactions and subsequent behavior and see what the result of pushing each button does with your libido." Letting up for just an instant, "It's, of course, all optional for you, James. I would never force you to do anything that you were not comfortable doing."

If James looked relieved he wasn't showing it. Julia continued but now a bit less clinical, "At least, to the extent that you can resist those initiations, that is. But, I don't think you want to resist, do you? Because that's the thing about a fetish it's practically impossible to deny. Our minds just won't let go. Even if we walk away from it, do they really go away? Or, are they buried deep within us waiting for the opportunity to come alive, and grow. Sometimes to surprising proportions."

Julia put her foot on the front of James chair between her legs and said, "What do you think, James, of this very present opportunity? Does it excite you or leave you cold? It's okay with me either way because I want you to do what only you want to do. This is not for me today; it's only about what you want. What you need, maybe." Julia continued to look down on the completely overwhelmed James and added, "If you want to explore this new fetish, James, you can begin by removing this shoe. Yes, this one that I've put right in your lap." Julia was just beginning to radiate her own excitement in spite of the pseudo psychological jargon and her attempts to remain neutral to the outcome. "And, of course, if you are not interested we can stop right now. This one is your call, my sweet man."

James looked at Julia's face for guidance but found none. Just a single raised eyebrow that reaffirmed that it was his decision. The effect of Julia calling James her "sweet man" was not with out effect and served as a very powerful incentive for James to proceed.

He looked down at the shoe. An ordinary, practically new athletic shoe that contained a white sock. And, a white sock that contained a woman's foot. Julia's foot. To say no would be to deny him the opportunity to be close to his queen. To say no might mean he would have to wait for who knows how long before the next opportunity for intimacy. To say no didn't seem to be an option to what he was certain was becoming his next, new, kinky fetish. Julia new by his body language exactly when he made his decision. Inwardly, she smiled with the self satisfaction of a woman who knows how to get what she wants. Yes, she was quite pleased with herself, as usual.

James carefully, using both hands, untied the shoelace, loosened it, and removed the shoe, then the sock. He put it on the floor. Without saying a word Julia removed her foot only to place the other shoe in front of James. He repeated his actions.

"James, remove your clothes, please. All of them." Having James exposed was almost always part of the ritual she would put in place whenever she would "test" him in the future. This is where words were no longer important because his state of excitement would always be best measured with the state of his penis.

When he was naked he sat back down in the chair. "Now, help me out of my dress."

Julia instructed James where he needed it and soon she was naked except for her panties. As she sat on the edge of her desk James was completely intoxicated with the look of his goddess. Her firm and fit body, still slightly glistening with a very thin shear coating of sweat, yet looking very feminine and strong.

"Come close to me, James. Don't touch with your hands. Until I tell you, you are not to use your hands. I want your nose, your lips, and your tongue. All of which are very precious to me." Very softly she said, "Understand, sweet baby?"

Mmmmm moaned James.

"I want a yes or no answer, James."

"Yes, Julia, I understand."

"Good boy, very good boy."

"Now, bring your face to my neck. Don't touch it yet, just breathe me." James could feel the warmth from her body and he could smell the curious mixture of her faded bathing soap and her natural body secretions. To his surprise it was not an unpleasant aroma. Actually, it was decidedly feminine while very potent in its intensity.

"That's it baby, breath very deeply. Do you like smelling your workout goddess, James?"

James exhaled deeply and moaned, "I love breathing your fragrance, Julia. You smell.....divine."

"Explore any area above my waist that you desire. But, no hands. Let yourself go James, my body is yours to savor exactly the way you want to. Mmmmm.....I love the touch of your lips, James, you so know how to touch a woman in a way that makes her feel desired and very special Not every man knows how to do this you know?" James continued to explore her neck area, up to her ear. He even slipped his tongue inside of Julia's ear and ever so slowly wiggled it all around. At this point his goddess emitted a very pleasurable sigh that was followed by a laugh not unlike when someone is feeling a bit ticklish. For James part he was in another world and feeling confident of his ability to please Julia and the challenge of turning her on was possibly his biggest motivator. Yes, he wanted to enjoy the effects of his lovemaking with her but his biggest turn on came from heightening her arousal level to its highest possible state.

James confined his lovemaking to Julia's neck and shoulder area for some time before pausing at her underarm area. Here he was conflicted. This would be one of the areas of Julia's body that certainly would be very "ripe" and he wasn't sure if kissing this part of her would be gross. Part of him thought it just a tad too funky to kiss her there. He decided to pass his nose over this area just to test it out. While he wasn't working too far ahead he knew that kissing Julia's breasts were going to be an unbelievable experience and it was something that he wanted to delay just so he would have it to look forward to. As his nose passed over her underarm area Julia shifted her elbow up to allow James more access. James caught a musky scent that instead of repulsing him seemed to trigger an excitement. He also correctly determined that Julia would want him to explore this area as it fit with the fetish that Julia was exploring with him. Without further thought James gently kissed Julia under her arm. He stopped to breathe her fully and then proceeded to give her the tiniest of kisses around the whole area. Julia moaned as if it turned her on. At this point James blew caution to the wind and slowly licked her from top to bottom. Julia seemed to like that, too. James, undeterred by it, moved across her neck area slowly kissing the top of her chest and on to the other arm. In a similar way he provided this side with the same administrations as the first. Julia had her eyes closed and was clearly enjoying every morsel of attention that he was giving her. James took a quick look at himself and saw that he was huge down below. He hadn't realized exactly when it happened but he was now fully erected.

"James, you're making your goddess very happy. Don't stop for a second."

James, still not using has hands, inched back from her and gazed at her magnificent breasts and wondered how any woman could possibly be so utterly beautiful. He was always attracted to smaller size breasts and Julia's seemed to be just perfect for her sculpted body. He administered little lip kisses all around her breast area saving his tongue for later. He could tell that Julia wanted him to move a bit faster but, here, he was getting a little thrill out of making her wait for his tongue. It was his way of insuring that he would heighten it for her. Finally, he gently encircled her fully erect nipple in his mouth and let it just hover for a few seconds. He teased the nipple two or three times with the tip of his tongue pulling it back soon afterward. Julia's body was alive and clearly craving something more when James securely planted his mouth on the nipple and while forcing his tongue firmly against it slowly and deeply began sucking on it. Julia gasped with pleasure.

James continued on with his attention to Julia's breasts ever so mindful how erotic this scenario was playing out. He was grateful that Julia had not requested foot worship as even with his strong penchant for Julia's feet he couldn't really imagine doing this with her in this current post workout state. He made a mental note for this kindness that Julia appeared to bestow upon him. James could probably have stayed where he was for a much longer time but he was interrupted when Julia broke free from her highly aroused state to say, "Beautiful, James, absolutely beautiful. I love when you kiss me like that." As she gently nudged his head away from her breasts she said, "For the final part, James, I want you to remove my panties and hold them in your hands. Good, now bring them up to your face but don't cover your eyes. That's it. Good boy, breathe slow and deep. How do they smell, baby? How do my sweaty panties smell on your face?"

"Oh, god, Julia. They are practically like....heaven.

"Lucky boy."

"Um, Julia, how bout if I lay down flat and you sit down over me. I'd like, to...so I can give you some oral pleasure?"

"Oral pleasure, James? Whatever do you have in mind?" Julia continued the tease. "Are you talking about oral pleasure for my pussy, James, or do you have something more decadent in mind? Hmmm?"

Julia, ignoring James request for him to lie down and her for her to straddle him spoke softly and said, "On your knees, James." As he knelt down in front of her at the front of her desk she put her feet on the ground and bent at the waist looking the other way over the desk, her ass was now facing outwards towards James face. She swayed her ass back and forth shifting weight from leg to leg. James was always amazed at the perfection of Julia's ass and as he contemplated her question he couldn't help but feel the yield to its power. While initially he had intended to service his queen's pussy he was now interpreting her body language as a suggestion that she might prefer to have her ass worshiped instead. If nothing else he was always about making her happy in spite of the fact that the Julia post-workout state might not be the best time to explore her ass with his mouth.

"You haven't answered me James. Which part of me do you want to pleasure?" Julia was now staring intently into James eyes and he stared back at her. The moment seemed to drag forever.

James held eye contact and inched up closer to Julia's ass. For the second time in two days, with a voice so audibly low Julia could scarcely hear it, he produced a soft but clear bark. Julia's face was suddenly wiped of any sneer or smirk as her expression changed instantly as James so took her by surprise. His simple acquiescence expressed in the manner of the day before ritual evoked a sentiment in her that seemed to take her by surprise. James could not be positive but he thought he detected in Julia's eyes the slightest of misting. Julia, for her part, did not miss the significance of the moment. Up to now James, her boy toy in many ways, was now not just responding to direction rather he was creatively improvising in ways that reached her very insides making it less a controlled scenario to more of an exchange.

"Oh, my sweet, sweet, James," she uttered. She took the opportunity to turn around so that she was facing him and while placing both hands on the cheeks of his face game him a soft and tender kiss right on his forehead. Now, James was sure that her eyes were watery. She slowly removed her hands but not before slowly dragging them across his cheeks perhaps to extend the touch just a fraction of a second longer and reversed positions sticking her ass back near James face while laying her torso over the top of the desk.