“Oh my God… I could let you do this to me all day and…” Julia broke off with a gasp before continuing, “You probably would, too. This is great.”
We had just finished our morning routine and gotten out of the shower, Julia having been a bit of a playful tease the whole time we were in there. Then she went and laid down on the bed with both legs hanging off and spread wide as she laughed softly.
I knew she had laid down on the bed. But I wasn’t exactly sure where or in what position until I walked into her during the process of getting clothes to wear out of my dresser, discovering an outstretched leg barring my path.
It was at that point I realized, feeling her body trembling with nearly silent laughter, that getting dressed wasn’t really all that important. So… Yeah… You might say I hooked a right turn as was prescribed on a detour sign and settled down for breakfast at the Y.
Julia begged me to be inside her after her tenth, or was it thirtieth climax, but I just took my time and savored every moment. I’m not really sure how many times I wrote the alphabet backwards and forwards with my tongue, either.
Of course, after a while, I had to let my fingers do the walking, turning her pages from cover to cover with a finesse that had her dripping with ecstasy. It was when she knew I was reaching for the vibrator that was in the nightstand that she really started begging me to just take her.
“I promise never to be such a teasing bitch again. Please? Take me?” Julia breathed. But… Well… After a few minutes with the vibrator… Uh… I finally did take her; Julia trembling from head to toe with wave after wave of pleasure washing through her. “It was intense!”
After words we just lay there for a few, holding one another until realization set in. “It’s a damn workday and I don’t want to go to work,” Julia moaned.
“But… If you stay here, I might force you to do hard manual labor,” I said with a sly chuckle. “I could get into your definition of hard labor,” Julia said giggling. “It exhausts me but always in a good way. Even when you’re rough with me. It’s good. Couples counseling on the other hand…”
Julia’s voice trailed away at that moment, “I’m meeting with the woman at 10:00 AM you helped on Friday. She’s the only client I’m seeing today. When I get back, I’ll take you to lunch before we go shopping at the Sparta ShopRite. How does that sound?”
“It sounds good to me,” I replied running a finger lightly over her hair. “Would you prefer I come hang at the office while you meet with her?” I asked Julia softly.
Julia said gently, “No. I’ll be fine there. It will be ok.” Julia then added, “Kelly is going to be swinging by to check on things.”
I knew damn well it wasn’t going to be your average therapy session with a field agent from the FBI swinging by the building. But… I let it drop. If Julia says something’s going to be ok, that’s good enough for me. I trust her judgement.