“Yes. I think these are great. I’ll commit to that, no problem.” Scarlet seemed bubbly and eager.
“If you follow the rules, I’ll do them too.” Dirk gave me a dirty look and exhaled.
“Don’t make it sound like a death sentence, darling.” Scarlet patted him on the shoulder and put on a pout.
“Good. For number three. I want you to practice sensate touch in the bedroom three to four times before next week’s appointment.”
“Oh, what’s that?” Scarlet said with a prolonged oh sound.
“Here’s some literature on why you should do it, how to do it, and some guidelines when doing it.” I got up and handed the literature to Scarlet.
She glanced at it and then noticed that I hadn’t given one to Dirk.
“Doesn’t Dirk need a copy?”
“I’ve already done this as part of my treatment.”
“This is something a man and a woman do together, right?”
“Yes, depending on your gender preference. You do it with another individual.”
“So, who did you do it with, Darling? Did you do it with the Doc here?” Her eyes widened as she contemplated the thought and she shot me a piercing glance.
“No,” he replied quickly.
“No, he did it with my sexual surrogate, here at the office.” I lied. There was no way I could confess we had done it as well, and that I had sucked his cock before we finished.
“Oh, Dirk. You never told me about that.” She looked at him with a coy smile before facing me. “Is she pretty? This Chastity woman?”
“Yes, she’s very beautiful,” Dirk replied.
Oh my God, Dirk. Are you trying to antagonize her?
“Sex surrogates. They are like substitutes for a wife or girlfriend that a man has sex with. Right?”
“Chastity does mostly sensate touch with my clients and sometimes has sex with them, but that’s only in more extreme cases and when it is appropriate. Usually single men and women.”
“Did you have sex with her, Dirk?” Her tone was menacing. She rested her hand on his knee.
“No!” he and I answered at the same time.
At what had to be the worst timing in the world, I could see a bulge forming in Dirk’s slacks. Scarlet’s hand was so close to it as she started rubbing his leg with soft strokes through the fabric.
Was Scarlet rubbing his thigh, turning him on, or was it a memory of his treatment with Chastity? Or was it… I tried not to blush.
He looked at me with burning dark eyes. Those were the eyes that had skewered me at the Cherry Pie Gentleman’s Club and which, with a simple command to take my top off, had me almost completely naked on the dance floor.
Fuck. He’s thinking of our sensate touch session.We had gone well beyond touch then.
“Well, now that you have your homework, it’s time to call it a session.” I urged them to get up and then walked them to the door. I watched as they walked out of the office.
Dirk’s body language was still tentative. He reminded me of a caged lion pacing restlessly in a cage. If he was the lion, Scarlet was the lioness. She touched him tentatively, but she was always close, ready to pounce on him.
As they walked out, I felt this sinking feeling in my gut. Even my neck hurt and my sinuses pounded. That session had been stressful. For me. I felt a wave of nausea attack me, so I closed my door and made it to the couch.
My heart hurt. I had feelings for Dirk. Strong feelings. I felt if circumstances had been different, I could make a life with Dirk Baxter, my Mr. Dark Eyes.
Seeing Dirk get a hard-on brought back memories of the lap dance at the club, me masturbating to the recording of his sensate session with Chastity, and our own sensate session where he got hard as a rock from just my touch.
