[My sincere thanks to estragon for proof-reading this for me. -Tricia] Session II: Bared Bottom Friday came quickly and at 3:45 I was sitting in Dr. Gupta's waiting room, waiting for her to call me into her office. She had been right: I had been able to rearrange my hours easily. I work in IT at a local university and I'm usually running all over the campu...
[My thanks to estragon for proofreading and editing! -Tricia] Session V: Breakthrough I didn't get any chance to use my vibrator that night. Mostly I spent the evening thanking God that my children and my husband were all completely oblivious. As long as I provided their food and helped with their homework and kept everyone in line, no one noticed that th...
Dakota sighed as she dropped her bags onto her desk. Her laptop in one, and her full purse the other bag, she looked around at the empty entrance to the nursing home where she worked. Her small hole-in-the-wall desk had side access to the front glass doors and she slid in, pulling things out of the drawer to her right that she would need for the day. Putti...
[My thanks once again to estragon for editing my prose. I appreciate all the feedback and love hearing from you. Please write. I love the suggestions, but may or may not incorporate them in the story. I have no control of where my Muse leads me. She is a wicked domme. :-) -Tricia] Session XI: Caught in a Web I woke up on Wednesday morning to the vibrati...
Nina scrolled through the image gallery, so unimpressed. Click, click, click. She jammed the down arrow angrily, pissed off at the selection tonight. Nina was bored and extra horny, a very dangerous combination. She knew the next Insatiable event was a whole two weeks away, and it was getting harder and harder for Nina to masturbate away her urge for some...
I met Amanda's mother, Valerie at a trade show. I was a 'spokesmodel' for some type of equipment which I had no clue about. I was dressed to attract the mostly male attendees, flirt a bit then pass them on to a salesperson to get their information so they could annoy them until they bought something. My skirt was short, showing off my toned legs which looked...
Charlotte was 25 years old, and wasn't ready to settle. In fact, the more she realized that she grew up in a secure bubble of friends, family and relative wealth, the more she grew curious about what was outside the bubble. More and more she felt the urge to explore her inner desires, as they became clearer with age. She grew up in a somewhat conservative,...
Brenda was awake and moving before her alarm went off. She had fallen asleep much faster than she expected the night before given the excitement she felt and now awoke feeling rested and ready. She slid out of bed without waking her husband Mike and quickly showered and dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose fitting blue top. Without a word to him she left t...
I was cold all of a sudden. I moved my body over to seek the warmth of Savannah's body but she wasn't there. I reached out on the bed with my hands but nothing. I opened my eyes and wondered if it was really just a dream. I noticed a piece of paper on the nightstand and moved over to read it 'Think of me when you use this'. I looked at the paper but wonder...
Session 1. Not Your Normal Therapy Session It was a cold, miserable, rainy, Tuesday in March, in the late afternoon, and I was sitting on the couch in my therapist's office for my bi-weekly session. Dr. Gupta was treating me for depression and sleep disorder which I've struggled with for in the last ten years. I admit it took me a while to admit that I need...