College girl Mackenzie has been grappling with the possibility she may be a lesbian. She visits her therapist Dr. Jane Monroe to help navigate through her sexual uncertainty. Dr. Monroe develops a deep attraction to the sexy Mackenzie, and soon undertakes a personal mission to help Mackenzie realize her sexuality.
From the Short Stories Erotica Bundle:
…but Jane knows she’s interested in Mackenzie and that she can help her. What’s wrong with combining the two things?
Mackenzie looks at Jane as she sits beside her. She’s not sure if she should move over for her doctor, or if this is a different kind of therapy.
“Dr. Monroe-” Mackenzie starts.
“There’s no reason to be so formal, Mackenzie. It’s just Jane,” the doctor assures, her hand resting against Mackenzie’s thigh. “Does this make you uneasy?”
“I’m just .. nervous,” Mackenzie whispers as Jane’s pinky moves against her knee. “So .. yes?”
“Why are you nervous? We’ve been talking easily, everything’s been going well. Have I misread that?”
“No,” Mackenzie tears her gaze from Jane’s perfect breasts. They’re full, trying to escape her button up and … and it’s inappropriate for her to think her therapist is attractive. As it is, when Mackenzie saw Jane’s perfect bubble butt, she felt her temperature skyrocket. “It’s not because of our conversation.”
Jane keeps asking questions, her fingers still moving against Mackenzie’s thighs, until Mackenzie can’t take it anymore. She blurts out the truth. “You’re attractive! I’m attracted to you! You’re close to me and sexy and I’m nervous!”
Mackenzie almost covers her mouth, trying to stuff the words back in, but Jane gently takes Mackenzie’s hand before she can. Their fingers lace as if it’s natural. Jane’s hand feels good, delicate, warm without being sweaty or overwhelming.
“I shouldn’t have said that. I shouldn’t feel that,” Mackenzie whispers.
“It’s good to be honest. So I want you to tell me, honestly, how it feels to hold hands with me,” Jane instructs.
Mackenzie looks away as her heart jumps and her belly flips. “I have butterflies.”
“Good. You’re doing really well, Mackenzie. You and I are going to try something new. It’s a kind of roleplay. Remember, everything that happens in here is confidential unless there’s violence, okay?”
“Okay,” Mackenzie answers, her whole body burning up. She’s so overwhelmed, she’s not entirely sure what to do with herself.
“So, I want you to think about what you’d want to do with me if we met in another way. If we were on a date, for example,” Jane instructs.
Mackenzie looks at her with surprise.
“And I want you to tell me what it is. I’m going to count down from ten. There’s no wrong answer. All you have to do is say something on topic,” Jane says.
She starts to count. Every second that ticks by makes Mackenzie more nervous. Her gaze drop to Jane’s pink lips and Mackenzie thinks about how easy it would be to tell the truth, but Jane’s still her therapist! She can’t say that she wants to kiss her. She can’t tell Jane that she wants to kiss her intensely, to feel their bodies move together, to see if everything comes naturally with a woman the way it didn’t with a man.
“Times up,” Jane says suddenly. “What happened, Mackenzie?”
“I … I got stuck in my head,” she answers. Mackenzie stammers over saying what she wanted to do, but can’t get it out.
“You wanted to kiss me here … didn’t you?” Jane asks while tapping her lips.
Mackenzie looks at Jane’s hand rather than her eyes. It feels so naughty. Not because Jane’s a woman, but because Jane’s her doctor. Slowly, Jane nods.
“So kiss me. You keep saying you don’t have experience, I’m right here. If you kiss me and feel nothing. If you kiss me and would rather kiss a man, then you have your answer, right?”
Note: if you’re really into younger woman / older woman romances that are extra spicy. Then check out the chapter Tracy’s Mom, which is also included the in the Short Stories Erotica Bundle.
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