Sienna continues to watch as I remove my Calvin Klein underwear. I know she's impressed with my cock because she bites her lip when it falls out and hangs semi-erect, pointing at her.
"That's a nice package that you have there," she says.
"It never gets a break when you're around. I am going to have to pay it a salary soon, for overtime," I say.
Sienna looks at my face and laughs. She concentrates on my abs now. I don't work out but I seem to be lucky in the looks department. I usually have women vying for my attention when I go out alone. Before I met my Sienna, I went to lots of nightclubs.
A few of my women clients have tried to come on to me and it gets awkward. I don't even try anything and they do it, but sometimes it annoys me.
When Sienna looks at me it's different. It is a complete turn on and I love it. Fuck, she looks hot right now as I slide in next to her. Her breasts are covered by the bubbles and I can see her cleavage as it bursts out. Fuck yeah.
SIENNA
Jonathan's body is so hot and I can't believe that he's chosen me to fall in love with and start the group therapy thing. He's kissing my neck which melts me and I feel so relaxed now.
I can't believe that I booked a Sunday session at the club now either. I think my common sense must have wandered out the window when I did that. Oh shit!
I mean, a lesbian fantasy will really turn Jonathan on. I can only imagine his face when he sees me with a woman. It's so hot and kinky, and then he can fuck both of us if he wants to. I mean I know he's not really into other women, but if he wants to, I will let him. It's part of the fantasy. Oh, shit Sienna, what have you become?
Jonathan's hands move all over my body and it is so erotic as we kiss passionately. I love to kiss and he likes it too. Actually, normally men don't enjoy it this much. Not that I can remember. He has the sexiest lips and I am even more turned on by the stubble that gives him that slightly rugged look.
"Oh wow. We have to get dressed Sienna. We've got twenty minutes and then Stephen will be here."
The time has flown by as we've been fondling each other in the spa. I hop out and we both rush to get ready, making sure that we don't slip on the tiled floor. I will do my makeup first and then go and find my jeans and casual shirt that are packed in my overnight bag.
I race naked into the bedroom and see that Jonathan has got a dark pair of blue jeans on and a nice casual shirt.
"Hey, beautiful. There's still ten minutes to find your clothes."
I smile and kiss him, wishing we could be alone and in his bedroom. God, he's so addictive. I find my jeans and my shirt and put them on as he watches me.
"Mmm, you can't help yourself, can you?" I say winking at him.
My jeans are tight and comfortable and they make me feel quite good about my body. They suck everything in at all the right places.
"Oooh, they look so good on you."
Ha! I am right. They do make me look hot, but the casual shirt is very proper for the outing. It's pink cotton and a loose fit so that I will look casual and not like I am trying to "pick-up" as Jenna would say.
I am dressed and Jonathan said, "Five minutes, baby."
I am glad there is more time now as my long hair needs to go up in a ponytail so then it doesn't annoy me. Sometimes long hair can be a pain in the ass, especially if there's some wind, or rain or any other weather scenario, really.
When we arrive at the building, it is buzzing with about twenty people including Julie and another guy who was obviously her helper. There is coffee and tea and there were lounges where everyone sat in conversation. We are about fifteen minutes early and Jonathan takes me over to Julie who is straightening up the paper plates on a long wooden table.
"Hello stranger," says Julie, smiling at Jonathan.
"Hey yourself!" says Jonathan, obviously old friends with her.
Julie looks at me and smiles, and then looks at Jonathan.
"Is this your helper?"
"Yes, this is Sienna Ruston my summer intern and friend.”
"I am so pleased to meet you.”
"Jonathan, can you and Sienna sit with the far ten across the partition? You'll be able to watch what I do. The other group has fairly new members and Gary will lead them in here."
Jonathan smiles, "Sure, can we get coffee now?"
"Yes, there's still ten minutes until we break off, so go right ahead. Thanks so much for coming."
Jonathan pulls me to the side and I help myself to coffee and cream. Then I add two sugars and stir.
"Yes Sienna, make mine the same as that please," says Jonathan, enthralled to be here and see the groups.
I sip my coffee and notice the people in conversation. They all look extremely relaxed to be here and it is hard to tell that they have a mental illness or problems. I hate the stigma of mental illness and the stereotypes that you hear. Sometimes, I think it is the reason I started the psychology thing. I was only twelve when my auntie committed suicide and my mother had been so distraught. No one had seen it coming at all and we felt so bad that we couldn't do anything more.
I remember Mom saying, "It's so final. We can't do anything for her now."
I looked around and thought how wonderful a group like this could have been for my aunt. She may have gained more insight about her feelings and found other people who were the same, or similar.
"Okay everyone, it's time to start. If you need to see me or Gary afterward, then please do. We'll have some snacks and hot tea and coffee again."
Jonathan and I place our empty foam cups into the waste bin and we sit with Julie's group. There are eight people and then myself, Jonathon and Julie, to make up a total of eleven.
"Okay before we start. I'd like to introduce my colleagues Jonathan and Sienna. Jonathan is a psychologist and Sienna is learning to be one. They are here to watch, participate and listen to the sessions."
The member's smile and a lady wearing a beanie shouts out, "Hooray, hip hip, hooray."
I try to keep a straight face and smile with Jonathan as we are welcomed by her into the group for the night.
"Okay, Betty, it seems that you might like to go first, after that welcome. Tonight, we are all going to think of one word to describe the week we've had and then a sentence to match it. Go ahead Betty."
Betty looks around and smiles at everyone, "Pussy. I played with my pussy all week and then fed it tuna at five each day."
One of the young men in the group roars with laughter as he listens to Betty's account of her week using a somewhat provocative word which was maintained by the description, which sounded rude but wasn't.
"Julie, tell Tommy to be quiet. My Muffin is the sweetest pussy in the world," says Betty, looking quite pissed off.
Julie held a grin back and tried desperately not to laugh.
"Tommy, Betty's cat means a lot to her and she is sharing. Please try not to be rude and make sounds during another member's turn," Julie says firmly.
Tommy toned his laughter down and notices that everyone else is smirking too. It made him laugh even more and the group waited for him to be silent.
"Okay Sienna, your turn."
I thought about my week and said, "Enjoyable. I have had a very nice week learning and being in good company. Yes, it has been very enjoyable."
"Great, thanks, Sienna. Now your turn Jonathan, please."
"Alright. My word is thankful. I am very thankful to be here and also to have had a nice week."
"Great, okay Tommy. Now it's your turn.”
"Penis. My penis has been erect all week, especially when I watched the porn channel this week."
There was a roar of laughter from the group. Even Jonathon and I were laughing, and Julie was also finding it hard to not laugh. Betty stood up and pointed her finger at him. She was yelling and it looked so hilarious that it made us all laugh more.
Julie waits for everything to calm down and she moves to the next person.
"Sharon, your turn."
"Um, my word is
annoyed. I am annoyed that I have been unable to find work this week."
"Next is Harry, please."
"My word is cars. I liked watching my DVD about cars. They were cool."
Julie went to the next lady, "Gemma, what is your word?"
"Slut. The woman having an affair with my husband is a two-bit whore and a slut."
"Okay Gemma, maybe we can touch on that soon. Archie, you're next."
"Umm, my word is spaghetti. I learned how to make spaghetti bolognese this week, from my mom."
"Great! Violet, what's your word?"
"It’s two, Golden Retriever. My new Golden Retriever is called Bonnie and we go walking every day."
"Wonderful. Simon, you are last."
"Yes, my word is tattoo. I had three new tattoos added to my body this week. It's fricken awesome. A dragon, a cross and an eagle.
"Okay great. Thanks for that everyone. I forgot mine. Okay. Mine is busy. This week I have been very busy because I am going on holiday next week."
Julie looked around and everyone's faces seemed quite distraught at the fact that there might not be a group session next week.
"Gary will be here with some help next week. You might have one large group instead of the smaller two, that's all," says Julie.
The faces of the members became happier with the news that there was no cancellation. Julie then looks around and smiles at everyone.
"Okay everyone up, bums off seats and stretching with me now. Place your arms above your head and stretch up as high as you can. Now bring them down. Okay, ankles out in front. Left one first. Roll it around and place it back. Pick up the right and do the same. Okay now jumping up and down on the spot and stop. Now up and down again... and stop. Great you are all still awake. Now you can sit back down again."
The group looked at Julie and they trusted her. They looked at each other and they found comfort in the time that they shared together, because they knew it would be fun, and that they would learn something.
Jonathan looked at Julie with a lot of respect. I could see how he looked at her with a reverence in his eyes.
Julie had short, bobbed hair that was a light brown color. She wore bright, hippy clothes and huge hooped earrings. She looked fun and she was. When it was time to be serious, she reigned her manner in as needed.
"Okay, tonight and back by popular demand, is the chocolate game."
The room lit up and everyone was excited except for Tommy who placed his hands over his face.
"I can never roll a six, though."
"It might be your lucky night tonight," said Julie, moving over to the table and bringing a plate, napkin, block of chocolate, knife, fork, and a dice.
Julie looked around at the group smiling as she unwrapped the chocolate and placed it on the floor on the white plate.
"Alright, everyone sits on the floor and when you roll a six, you can put the napkin on by stuffing it down your shirt, then use the knife and fork to cut the chocolate. The others will keep rolling the dice until someone gets a six. Then, they get to try and get some chocolate. Remember one square at a time. You must finish your mouthful before cutting the next square. Any questions?"
The room was filled with excitement as the dice was rolled in turn.
Betty was first to get into the middle and stuck her tongue out at Tommy who got a six before she got some.
Tommy raced into the middle, put the napkin on and cut the last part allowing him to place the first square into his mouth.
Then I rolled a six and took his napkin and started cutting away, madly. The rabble of noise was hilarious as everyone threw the dice. I was nearly through when Julie rolled a six and took my place. Everyone was eager to get in and have some of the chocolate. It was loads of fun.
After the game, Julie walked over and gave everyone a bag of chocolates to take home. The group was beaming from the fun of it all. The competition had brought passion out of all of them as they were eager to get their piece in light competition. Tommy had done well and had probably managed to get at least ten pieces during the game. Jonathan had rolled two sixes and only managed to eat one piece, while I had eaten at least six.
JONATHAN
After the chocolate game, we all sat back in a group and the members shared any problems they were having. Sienna looked lovely in her pink shirt and jeans. Her smile and presence were a comfort to everyone as she joined in everything without hesitation.
Betty started, "My cat Muffin has been so good this week, and I know this isn't a huge problem but she's hungrier than normal and her stomach has been moving a lot. Do worms make it move like that?"
Tommy placed up his hand. "Yes, Tommy? What would you like to say to Betty," says Julie.
"Your cat Muffin is preggers. She's gone and got herself up the duff, buns are in the oven. There are still some Muffins in the oven."
The group tried not to laugh and Betty's face went pale.
"Oh no, really. She is... I mean, there's kittens?"
Julie could see her smiling now as she imagined Muffin with kittens.
"Don't get your hopes up, but yes it sounds like it," Julie says.
Tommy laughs and says, "I don't have any problems. My penis still works great and the porn channel is always there for me!"
"How entertaining," says Betty shaking her head.
"Is anyone else struggling this week?" asks Julie.
All the group looked around. Everyone was either smiling or looking at the cakes that waited on the large table. The other group had broken up and were chatting amongst themselves.
"Great. You'll see Gary next week because I'll be in Florida. Thanks, everyone. Remember, help is only ever a phone call away."
Sienna squeezes my hand as the session broke up and we wandered over to get a slice of cake and a cup of coffee. The group would stay and socialize for another hour and it was a great gathering for them all.
Sienna stood and spoke to a few members who seemed happy to meet a new face. She stood and spoke, and I watched her eat the Swiss roll. She looked very beautiful even in such a mundane setting.
I could definitely see us doing this here on a Thursday evening. The members would be new and we could split the groups between us into two groups of ten each if it got too large.
I moved to see Julie, "Hey that was great. Thanks for letting us come tonight."
"You're always welcome. The hall is free on Thursdays if you want to do your group. Let me know in a few weeks so I can organize a key and the cake shop number."
I smiled and thanked her. There were members waiting to speak with her so I walked to Sienna who was now free and finishing her coffee.
"Are you ready to go? We are done now."
"Yes, I'll just run to the ladies’ room and I'll be right there."
I stood and looked at the members, now. They were all so happy and relaxed with each other. It was like a club or a social outlet for them and I was excited to start one up with Sienna.
The drive home is beautiful as Stephen edges through the rain. Sienna is asleep on my shoulder and I let her be as she is exhausted. We have had a long week with all of the excitement of the clients and our own addiction to each other.
It's just so cute how she wrinkles her nose as she dreams. I bet she was a very cute little girl. The type that could melt her daddy's heart. With bows in her hair and a dolly that she loved.
Sienna was very loving in every sense of the word. There were no barriers between herself and the others tonight. She did not act as if they were below her or different to her in any way. I was so very proud of how she'd behaved tonight. It was remarkable and very beautiful. You couldn’t teach that; it was a part of her.
She had loved the chocolate game and shouted out with the others to roll a six. Everyone was equal at the group sessions, and Sienna would be the perfect partner to make it all happen with me. How wonderful it would be.
The night had been really lovely. It was such a breath of fresh air helping the members and being inv
olved as equals. I thought about it more as we arrived at my gate. I loved what the rain did to the landscape here. You could smell the air and the scent of horses as it meandered through so wonderfully.
"Sienna, we are here."
Sienna looked cute as she woke up and realized that she had slept the entire trip home.
"Oh sorry, it must have been the cake," she says, beaming a smile.
Stephen pulled in as close as he could to shelter us from the rain and then he continued home to get some sleep for tomorrow.
Sienna went upstairs and brushed her teeth. I sat up with one last cup of coffee; another addiction I couldn't seem to fix.
"Are you coming up, now?" I heard Sienna ask.
"Yep, be just a minute," I say rinsing my cup.
Sienna was naked on the bed. She smelt of perfume and toothpaste. She was on her knees and waiting for me to undress.
The lights were dim, but still bright enough for her to see my body. She laid back and opened her legs showing me her shaven pussy.
"Fuck," I say, watching her.
Her fingers tease her pussy and move around, circling the opening. She places a finger in her mouth and sucks on it like it was a cock.
She puts her hands on her breasts and leaves her legs open, with knees up so I have the perfect view of all of her front. Her nipples grow hard and she licks her lips.
"You're so hot, Jonathan," she says, touching a hand down to her pussy and feeling her clitoris.
"Fuck. I want to watch you masturbate."
Sienna pulls her nipples and sways her hips to get comfortable. She lies back and continues with her eye contact.
She reaches into her mouth and wets her fingers and then rubs her clitoris and moans in pleasure. I stand with my cock erect and I can't take my eyes off her hand that is moving so effortlessly over her wet pussy.
She places her other hand down and pulls her labia apart to show me the pinkness inside her pussy. In the light, her wetness shimmers and she slides a finger inside. Her other hand reaches up to touch her breast. It pulls on her erect nipple and I hear her moan, soft and light.
"Aaah, yes, ooh."
I am so turned on by her pleasuring herself that my hand goes over my cock and I begin touch myself in a mirroring action.
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