Chapter 2

My last session with Ben had been a great success. He'd took the lead like a pro and left our office/apartment very satisfied both physically and emotionally. Maybe it was unethical but I'd decided to fake an orgasm for him. He'd been performing oral on me like an expert and I had no doubt that if I'd been into him and this was a 'real' date, that I would be cumming all over his face! So I'd done my best When Harry Met Sally impression and made all the right noises for him. The look on his face had made me pleased with my decision and I knew from the way he was humping the bed beneath himself that he was desperate for his own release.

Once he was satisfied that I was satisfied, he'd gently turned me over and announced with glee that he was going to take me from behind. I hadn't been able to help the smirk that spread across my face and I shifted my position saying a 'yes sir' to him, which in turn earned a smirk back from him. I had got onto my hands and knees and looked behind me at Ben, and given him a reassuring smile, whilst he rolled a condom onto himself.

I soon felt his erect cock pressing up against me, as he tried to find my entrance. I felt him first poke at me too high and then too low. So I helped him out by reaching behind and guiding him in the right direction. When I felt him at my opening, I gently wiggled myself onto him and I felt him press himself the rest of the way in. He'd gripped onto my hips and proceeded to pump in and out of me with wild abandon. I was really pleased and proud to see him acting so confidently and feeling like he could take the lead. And yes these were the thoughts going through my head whilst a hot, fit, 25 year old man took me from behind. I was in 'work' mode and never really felt like I could allow myself to enjoy it. It had only took a few minutes before I felt his movements speed up and become erratic. And only seconds more before he shouted his thanks to the gods and held himself against me while he found his release.

We'd showered together afterwards and then dressed and said our goodbyes. I'd asked him to stay in touch and to let me know how he got on during his date with Angela. Although our sessions were now over and Ben had left a satisfied customer, working so intensely and intimately with someone meant that I formed a close and unforgettable bond with all my clients. I couldn't do what I did if I didn't care, in my own way, about all the men and women that I worked with. Yes, I said women. Although I wouldn't class myself as bisexual, I had worked with two gay women during my time as a sex therapist and I'd found them both interesting experiences.

My professional life was greatly fulfilling and I was very successful and respected in my field of work. I even had two books published, one had made it into the New York Times bestsellers list. Although, due to the sensitive nature of my work, I had used a pen name and had refused to have my photograph in the book. However, my personal life was a different matter. I mean who wants to have a relationship with a 29 year old woman who has sex with other men and women for a living. It would take a very special man to be able to cope with this and sadly I hadn't met him yet. I had been doing this job for five years now and it had been four years since I had had sex with someone that wasn't paying me for the experience. Oops I just made myself sound like a whore then. But I'm not, what I do is perfectly legal. I am a certified Sex Surrogate, and I have a certificate to prove it. And I'm bloody good at what I do.

I'd slept well last night, and I was enjoying the unusually warm and sunny April morning whilst I walked to the small unassuming apartment that Alice and I had converted to use as our base. It had felt wrong to do what we did in an office building and we felt that the clients would feel more comfortable in a more homely environment. So together we had bought a two bedroomed apartment in a nice area of Seattle. We used one of the bedrooms as an office for Alice, and I used the other bedroom for my sessions. We also had an open plan kitchen/living room that was used as a multi purpose area. It had a kitchenette and a small table that I often set out like a table in restaurant, when I was helping clients practice going on dates. I also used the living area as a space to talk and relax with clients during my sessions. This area contained a large comfy sofa, a coffee table, some bookshelves, and a tv, dvd and music system.

Alice had a meeting scheduled with a new client and because we had our offices in an apartment block, rather than a traditional office block with security, we never worked in the building alone. This was a first initial meeting with a guy called Jasper, that a friend of Alice's had referred to her. Alice would conduct a few sessions with him and decide if he needed any sessions with me. Alice was a clinical psychologist and about half of our clients only worked with Alice, as they either didn't need the sort of 'help' I provided or just simply weren't comfortable with it.

I arrived at our building and rode up in the elevator to the fourth floor, quickly reaching our apartment. I glanced at my watch, and saw that there was still fifteen minutes before he was due to arrive. As I entered the apartment the welcome smell of freshly brewed coffee hit me.

"You're just in time Bells, I'm just about to pour the coffee. I swear you have a sixth sense when it comes to getting a cup of coffee," Alice laughed.

I sat up on the counter next to her and reached for the cup that she offered me, taking a long sip of the amber nectar.

"I'm planning to work on my laptop in the sitting room whilst you have your session. I've been getting a lot of good ideas down for my new book recently, I feel like I'm on a bit of a roll, so I'll use the time to continue with that," I told Alice with a smile.

She nodded and I took my coffee cup and got myself comfortable on the sofa. By the time I'd got my laptop and notes out, there was a light knock at the door. Alice skipped over to the door and opened it up. I turned back to my laptop and started my work. I didn't want to stare at the guy and make him feel uncomfortable, as usually our clients were painfully shy and awkward around women. I heard Alice introducing herself and telling him that they would have the session in her office. I glanced over at them as Alice was leading the guy towards her office door, just as he also glanced over at me. Our eyes locked for a split second before he quickly looked away and started staring at the floor once again. But in that second something passed between us that I had never felt before and couldn't describe. As I watched the back of his head, as he headed into Alice's office, I could help the thought that invaded my mind.

I really, really hoped that Alice would suggest to him that he needed my help!

Hope you enjoyed these chapters. I have up to chapter 8 wrote, so I'll post every few days until I'm up to date here and the hopefully weekly.

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