Satinfuntaboo Dr Meyers Sex Therapy

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Jack has an appointment with a psychiatrist. Last week his mother walked in on him while he was masturbating with a pair of her panties. Jack’s mother freaked out and was afraid his mind was taken hold by some sick perversion. Jack was mortified to have to go but his mother said she would stop paying his college fees if he refused, so he had no choice. What made things even more embarrassing, was that the psychiatrist he had to see was one of his mother’s female friends. So, in went Jack to the psychiatrist’s office. Dr. Meyer was finishing up some paperwork and told Jack to lie down on the couch and to start talking about ‘the incident’. “Right”, he thought. “The let’s get through this as quickly as possible”. Jack lay down on the couch and stared straight ahead up at the ceiling, hoping he wouldn’t have to make any eye contact. “My mom walked in on me while I was jacking off and I was rubbing a pair of her panties against myself…”. “Right, and why were you using your mother’s panties? Do you have some feelings towards your mother?” “God no!” Jack interrupted. “I just liked the material.” “Interesting.” Dr. Meyer said. She was relieved that she wouldn’t have to tell her friend that her son had any disturbing thoughts about her. She looked up from her notes to Jack, who was lying awkwardly on the couch. His nervousness gave him a boyish charm but she couldn’t help notice how he was growing into a fine young man. “What kind of material?” “Her panties were made out of satin. I was walking to my room and I noticed they were on top of the hamper in the landing. They looked so shiny and soft. I just wanted to touch them.” Dr. Meyer could see the enthusiasm in Jack’s eyes and she saw a different side to him that she’d never seen before; a sexuality. “So, it’s more the material you like rather than the fact that they were your mother’s panties? Do you like my satin skirt for example?”. She was shocked at what she had just said. So was Jack. He did not expect that question, his eyes focused and looked over towards Dr Meyer sitting next to him. “Eh…” he blurted out. Dr. Meyer stood up and walked to where Jack was laying down and sat beside him, closer to Jack. “Now I want to try something with you that just might work and get those thoughts about your mother and her satin panties out of your head. Just keep looking at my pen and follow my movement” Jack was a bit dumbfounded. He didn’t know quite what was going on but he looked Dr. Meyer up and down. She was very elegantly dressed. She was wearing designer glasses, a sexy long knee length satin skirt, silky nylon stockings and high heels. “Oh yeah, sure, you, I mean your skirt looks really nice.” Jack blushed. She smirked and felt sexy and in control. Something she hadn’t felt in a while. “I think I need to remind you at this stage, that whatever happens between these four walls is just between you and me.” “Eh, yeah sure. I know.” Jack snapped out of his nervousness but was unsure what exactly was happening. “This isn’t the only piece of satin I have on. Let’s explore a little more, shall we?” Jack was in a state of shock and arousal. He couldn’t quite believe what was happening. “Ugh, yeah” He lifted his quivering hand up to the doctor’s crotch and rubbed it gently. “Oh yeah, that feels really nice.” Dr. Meyer could see how nervous Jack was and she was getting a kick out of being so in control. “Yeah, that’s good. I think we’re making some great progress.” She turned around and told him to keep rubbing. “The back of my panties are satin too.” She started stroking him. “Were you rubbing yourself like this?” Jack couldn’t believe his luck. His fantasy had come true! Here was this sexy, older lady on top of him, fucking his brains out and she was wearing sexy satin just how he liked it. Both Jack and Dr. Meyer were groaning as they ground into each other. Their groans became louder until they both climaxed. She quickly got off him and redressed. “Well, that was a very productive session. Be sure to make a follow-up appointment on your way out. We still have a lot of ground to cover.