While there were probably more reasons I shouldn’t be sexually involved with Dirk right now, those two were big enough. Fortunately, the phone system buzzed, freeing me from my spiraling thoughts.
“Your four o’clock is here, Miss Davenport.” Penny’s voice sounded quite formal today.
After catching me self-pleasuring in my office weeks ago, she had caught me once more after an appointment with Dirk just last week when I thought she had left for the day.
I hadn’t seen Dirk since Monday and I was both excited and dreaded seeing him. Plus, he had notified me that Scarlet would join us today. I would get my first look at the competition. Fuck, Regina. She’s your patient.
“Thank you, Penny. Send them in.”
I took a deep breath and let it out before standing up to greet Dirk and his wife, Scarlet. Penny opened the door to let them in. Scarlet, a gorgeous red-head, entered first.
She had a model’s height, slim legs, auburn hair, and a thin face with a pointed chin. Bright green eyes that had a hint of the feral in them shocked me. Her demeanor seemed to match her flaming red hair.
“So nice to meet you, Scarlet.”
I extended a hand, and she smiled. The smile didn’t extend to her eyes, though, and it didn’t change the fact that she looked ready for a fight. She didn’t take my hand in greeting but walked on by. Her mood was chilly, in direct contrast to her fiery eyes.
Dirk gave me an apologetic look and a nod.
“Mr. Baxter.”
“Reg… Miss Davenport.” Dirk corrected himself and cast a glance towards Scarlet to see if she heard him.
She seemed keen on examining my office. From the furniture, to the paintings on the walls, to the lamps which bathed the room in a dim but comfortable light. Nothing seemed to escape her glance.
I had to admit; she was both beautiful and intimidating. Not only was she tall—five feet eleven inches tall, I guessed—but she moved confidently, like a lioness loping across the savannah. Her orange dress with white polka-dots only came to mid-thigh, which put her long athletic legs on display. She wore mid-calf Jimmy Choo boots and a tangle of gold bracelets. A leather choker and pearl ear rings rounded out her attire.
Scarlet was twelve years younger than me, but she looked younger than thirty-three.How is Dirk not sexually attracted to her?
She took a seat on the couch and patted the seat beside her for Dirk. She gave Dirk an alluring smile and frowned when he sat down without looking at her. He also sat as far away from her on the couch as he could.
I settled into my chair and grabbed my notepad. We were ready.
Scarlet spoke up just as I finished jotting down their names and the date at the top of my notepad.
“So, what’s wrong with Dirk’s dick?” The words cut through the air like a knife.
Direct.
Crude.
I added those notes under Scarlet’s name on my notepad.
“Scarlet,” Dirk said under his breath.
“Based on his medical records, our previous sessions, and his surrogacy sessions. Nothing.”
“So why can’t he get hard when he’s with me?”
“Many factors can affect arousal. Besides the physical, there are emotional, mental, and environmental factors that all can…”
“Yeah. Yeah. But what’shisproblem?”
“Well, Scarlet. Can I call you Scarlet?”
“Sure.”
“That’s what we are trying to find out.”
