Anal Therapy

A patch of pubic hair.

Dr. Dross wasn't wearing any panties .

The glimpse lasted a second. Then Dr. Dross shifted in her seat and threw her left leg over her right. Perplexed, I looked up at her. She threw me a sly smile and then straightened up, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Tell me," Dr. Dross said, "have you acted out this fantasy of yours?"

I did my best to shake the image of the doctor's cunt hairs from my brain before answering.

"Kind of," I said.

"Please explain," she said.

I looked back at my spot on the ceiling.

"Well," I said, "I know I'll never actually fuck my step mom, so I become her. When I'm alone in the house, I sneak into her lingerie drawer and pick out a few garments to try on. Sometimes things escalate. After I pick out a bra and panties, I go into her closet and get a dress. And I put on her make up."

"And then what?" Dr. Dross asked.

"Sometimes I jerk off and then put everything back as neatly as possible," I said. "And sometimes I go to the porno store dressed in drag and buy a dildo. When I get the dildo home, I watch cum shot videos while fucking myself up the ass. The whole time I'm thinking how much fun it would be to do this to my step mom-- fucking her in the ass and cumming on her face."

"Very hot," the doctor said.

I looked over at her. She was biting the blunt end of her pen and staring off into space.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Dr. Dross snapped to attention.

"Nothing, nothing," she said, while brushing her lap as if it were full of crumbs. "I was just thinking all this must be very hot for you. In other words, it sounds like a powerful turn-on."

"Uh, yeah," I said. "Very much so."

Dr. Dross' eyes brightened. She hunched over and scribbled something on her notebook.

"Yes, of course," she said. "I'm glad you came to see me because think I can help you. What size are your step mother's tits and ass?"