Dr. Feel Good

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“Do I really have to go?” Robin asked her mom as their driver held the door open to a dark town car. “I don't see why I need a therapist” she continued whining as she jumped into the seat next to her mother.

“You're seeing this really, really expensive therapist by the way because you're court ordered to get help for your little problem” The older woman said scolding her and waiving her hand signaling their driver to go. Robin was less than eager to deal with the consequences for having been charged with public indecency. She didn't see a problem with seducing one of her fellow students and than demanding that he fuck her right there in the school's library. She was lucky to get away with as much as she had with just a slap on the wrist. The two of them were going at it like a porno.

“But mother, I don't see how satisfying my appetite is a problem” the twenty something strawberry blonde made flirtatious eye sight with the driver before finishing “You were young once and just as beautiful if not more beautiful” Robin finished and suggestively licked her bottom lip while her gaze remained on the tan and mildly fit driver.

Robin was a spoiled trust fund kid that had never heard the word no unless it escaped her own baby pink pout. She had always gotten her way and when she started dabbling in the world of sex that mentality was also there.

“I understand your reasoning Robin” her mother said noticing the unspoken conversation going on between her daughter and the driver. “But, without our money and our family's social standing” her mother said giving her a stern look before closing the divider that separated them from the driver. “You would be nothing more than just another coed slut.” her mother continued.

Robin pouted and stared out of the tinted window. She didn't understand why she couldn't just take what or who ever she wanted when she wanted. Robin had exercised her “right” to do so with whom ever she found attractive and every one of her family's last three drivers. If her mother hadn't lifted the divider between them Robin was well on her way to seducing the latest replacement.

“Now promise me young lady, that you'll act accordingly” Her mother turned to face her “The last thing we need is another fiasco” she said stroking her hand through Robin's hair. Their family really didn't need that kind of publicity, especially with her father being up for re-election in a few months. As they finished the ride to her new therapists' office, Robin's mother kindly informed her of the punishment for not complying.


“If you ever want to see one cent of your inheritance you will see this through to the end” Robin heard this and delayed her answer so that she wouldn't put her foot into her mouth. “Okay...whatever” Robin's tone was snarky as she stepped out of the car and headed toward the Dr.'s office. As she entered the decent sized converted townhouse she was greeted by a smiling woman at a desk.

“Have a seat and nice to meet you Miss Chase” the woman pointed to a sofa near a table of magazines. “The doctor is just finishing up with his last patient and then he's all yours” the secretary finished, receiving no response from Robin except for a smug halfhearted smile. The sound of a door opening drew her attention to a rather short and bald man.

“Oh my God mother could have found an uglier doctor?” she murmured to herself as she watched him heading towards the receptionist's desk. “Hello, I'll be your new doctor” a man's voice sounded and Robin turned to look in the direction of the opened door.

Her eyes were pleasantly greeted by a very attractive gentleman in his mid-thirties peeking out from the office door. After watching him say goodbye to the bald man, she listened as he checked his schedule with the secretary “So you've cleared the rest of my day for this?” he asked his voice was a deep and masculine tone that only made Robin more turned on by him.

So much so that she took it upon herself to enter his office without invitation or greeting. Robin lied back on the plush leather chez and seductively crossed her long slender legs. If her new prey had cared to peek under short plaid skirt he would have seen her panties or lack there of. Robin eagerly awaited for her doctor and possibly the next notch on her belt.

As she began to unbutton the first two button's of her shirt, she was startled when she heard the door close. A naughty smile splayed across her face as she fanned herself, giving revealing little views of her cleavage.


OOC:: SORRY THIS THREAD IS CLOSED!! BUT YOU'RE MORE THAN WELCOMED TO READ ALONG
 
Thomas finished with his receptionist and joined the young beauty in his office, closing the door behind him.

"Hello, Robin," he said politely, crossing the room to offer his hand out to her. "My name is Doctor Hayward. You can call me Doctor Hayward, Doctor, Doc ... you can even call me by my first name, Thomas..."

A playful smile spread across his lips as Robin took his offered hand, and he finished his introduction with, "Just don't call me during Big Bang Theory or The Walking Dead."

He chuckled a bit, then turned to head back for his desk. As he did he said quite bluntly, "Now, Robin, you are a very beautiful young lady with great cleavage and luscious legs between which any man would kill to spend time..."

He dropped into his chair and looked back to her over the rims of his reading glasses, continuing, "...including myself, of course. I am, after all, just a man. However ... for the fifty minutes that you are with me each Thursday, why don't we work on trying to turn down the heat. First, trying to seduce me during our little sessions ... or simply pretending to, if that is the case, isn't going to help you with your little problem. And second..."

He smiled broadly and let Robin see him ogle her young, shapely body. "...I couldn't ... let's use the word partake ... of what you are offering -- or again pretending to offer -- if I wanted. So..."

He sat back in his chair and tossed a foot up on an open, lower desk drawer, and -- returning to the serious job of therapy -- said, "... why don't you tell me why your mother thinks you need to be here, why you think you don't , and what it is that you'd like to achieve from our sessions once I have convinced you that you do in fact need to be here."
 
Robin being the girl that she was simply ignored his refusal to partake in her. “Thom, I can call you Thom can't I?” she politely asked rolling onto her firm stomach, her knees bent slightly “It's not an act” Robin rose up onto her elbows, closing her eyes and sensually licking her finger “I want you plain and simple. But, if you insist on keeping up this charade Doctor, I guess I have no choice but to please you”

Robin then moved into a sitting position and finished her statement with “by answering your silly little questions”. The young woman rolled her eyes at that hansom doctor but followed that with a smile.

“If you must know. My mother seems to think that I have a sexual addiction and apparently so does this great state of ours” Robin looked for the smallest reaction in his face before adding “ I was busted having sex in public with one of my fellow students.”

The young woman rose to stand making her way to the corner of his desk and taking a seat “I wanted him and so I took him right there in my school's library” she swirled her finger stroking the nice mahogany desk underneath her “ He was more than willing to lift my skirt up and pleasure me with his tongue...hum” she paused “The table we had sex on wasn't much different than your smooth piece of wood supporting my ass at this very moment”

The way she was positioned on the corner of Hayward's desk put her uncovered pussy at his eye level. Robin sat there for a moment slowly stroking her thighs and sensually opening her legs to him before quickly closing them and leaping down from the desk. “It's not a crime to pursue what makes you happy Thom. Wouldn't you agree with that?”

She explained her pursuit of happiness as if it was a justifiable fact for her not to be there in his office.“What is it that you'd like to achieve from our sessions once I have convinced you that you do in fact need to be here." He asked again.

Robin peeked over her shoulder blowing him a kiss as she said “I don't know yet Doc, obviously being able to partake in you anytime that I want is off the table” The impassioned attitude of the young woman showed through as she finished “ I'll have to think of something else that I'd like instead”

After a few paces around his office glancing at all of his awards and whatever personal nicknacks that he had scattered about the room she took a comfortable seat on his sofa. “Do you mind if I ask you a question Doc?”
 
“Thom, I can call you Thom can't I?”

Thomas ignored the question. There was no reason to answer it: Robin was going to call him what she wanted anyway, and -- because of her particular reason for being here -- it didn't seem wise at this juncture to tell her that he reserved Thom for whomever his lover was at that time.

“It's not an act” she continued, her attempt at seducing him moving onward. She explained, “If you must know. My mother seems to think that I have a sexual addiction and apparently so does this great state of ours.”

As she told him about the incident in the library -- about which, of course, he'd already read about in the provided police report -- she moved to his desk and sat in a very revealing way.

Thomas kept his gaze steadily upon Robin's face ... until she looked away during her rambling at one point. Her glanced downward and could plainly see her panty-free pussy hiding -- but not too much so -- under the shadow of her short skirt. He looked quickly back up to Robin, intent on maintaining his professional appearance, even as under his desk top, he was already suffering from a raging hard-on.

“It's not a crime to pursue what makes you happy Thom," she said, flashing him a smile upon those lips that he was fantasizing were wrapped around his throbbing cock. "Wouldn't you agree with that?”

He looked to and tapped a finger tip upon the file on his desk and said with a bit of tone, "I do believe it is, Robin. Or you wouldn't be here talking to me today."

She continued her attempt to justify herself, causing him to repeat verbatim , “What is it that you'd like to achieve from our sessions once I have convinced you that you do in fact need to be here."

She continued with her flirtatious attempts, then asked, “Do you mind if I ask you a question Doc?”

"Not at all," he said, "but you have to answer one of mine first."

He reached up and pressed a button on the digital voice recorder, explaining that from this point onward, their conversations would be recorded. "After I transcribe the session, the recordings are erased, in case you are concerned about ending up on Entertainment Tonight or TMI."

He snatched his pad of paper and, before she could object, said, "Tell me about your first sexual encounter, Robin. What led to it, who it was with -- don't worry, not keeping names -- and how it made you feel. I'd like to know whether this current ... problem with which you are dealing was of your own doing or, as is often the case, a result of unwanted sexual situations that may have led you to believe ... how do I put this in a way that you will understand...?"

His smile widened and he peeked up to see her reaction as he ended, "led you to believe that sex is the answer to all ills."

(OOC: Don't forget the 18+ restriction. :) Oh, and in case you were wondering, "TMI" is a fictitious gossip magazine from the television series "The Newsroom".)
 
“Ugh!” she sighed before flopping back on the sofa and rolling her eyes “I don't believe sex is the answer but...it does help to pass the time”

Robin made herself comfortable on the couch as her eyes ogled him and her mind imagined what he might look like out of his clothes. “It was after my eighteenth birthday and the summer before I'd head off to college” she said gently running a finger through her cleavage not caring what the doctor might think of it.

“He was one of the interns working on my father's campaign.. We'd only met a few times before at those stupid fund raising events for my Dad.” She looked over to Hayward and then finished “I could always tell that he found me attractive and I loved teasing him with my sexy little outfits. I never expected it to get out hand but my father told me no and to stay away from him”

From the tone changes in her voice Hayward could sense a bit of tension between her and her father. “My father's negative attitude pushed me to it...if he hadn't said no or even just” Robin paused before murmuring under her breath “Just payed attention to me none of that would have happened”

She didn't know if the doctor had heard her last statement, it showing a bit of vulnerability on her part.Taking a deep breath Robin stated “I remember the day like it was yesterday” The young woman smiled as she drifted off into the memory and continued on with her story as if she was the narrator describing the events and not actually a participant. Robin Flashed back to the day it all happened.

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A Few Years Earlier

“No! And that is final! He's way to old for you and in my opinion going no where fast!” Her father yelled at her from the other end of the breakfast table. He couldn't even set his news paper down to look her in the eye as he denied her.

“I'm a grown woman now and I can make my own decisions Dad, he's only fives years older!” Robin yelled back at him before heading to him and snatching the paper right out of his hand. She didn't want to be treated like a little kid anymore and she wanted her father to actually listen to her for once.

“He's working on your campaign staff, so what does that say about you father?” Robin asked him expecting to get to get a stumped reaction from the man.

“He's not getting paid for his lack of effort, enough said” the older man calmly said before picking his news paper back up. Robin knew her father and knew that this was the end of the conversation.

“I'll show him!” Robin told herself as she headed up to her room and grabbed her cell. “You'll see dad!” she yelled loud enough for her father to hear it downstairs. Her dad just shrugged it off and went back to reading and emailing on his smart phone. Robin took his silence for a sign and dialed the interns phone number.

“Hey Danny...it's Robin” she softened her voice as she heard him pick up. “I just wanted to know if I could come over? I just need to get out of here and I was...” Before she could finish her statement the young man invited her over to his place. She hesitated at first but then took him up on the offer.

Robin wanted someone to listen and help her rag on father. She never thought that she was walking into a sex trap. When she got to his apartment she was nervous because she had never been this alone with the opposite sex before.

“You wanna beer?” Danny asked as she made herself comfortable on his bed. His apartment was a small loft so the bedroom and living area were practically the same room. “Sure” Robin said trying to seem as if she had drank alcohol before.
 
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Danny Cavanough had always known that joining the campaign was going to get him laid, possibly often. He'd been a teen model and was fairly well known around the city, and the campaign had hired him to lure young voters to the polls come election day.

Danny didn't give a rat's ass about whether or not Robin's father won. He only cared that in the mean time, as he spent his days surrounded by eager and excited young women -- and men, too, since he swung both ways -- that his dick was going to be pulsing in ecstasy almost every single night until November.

And since Danny was the bragging type of guy, Robin was like the mother lode of sexy claims. He'd been talking to and flirting with the barely legal redhead since the day they met, always making it appear innocent when there were any old fogeys about who might object.

And now, her she was sitting on the end of his bed with a beer in her hand, bitching and moaning about how her father wouldn't let her grow up ... which, Danny understood, meant he wouldn't let her date guys and, presumably, part her thighs to them in the dark of night.

As she went on and on about her father, Danny did that at which most men in his position always failed: he listened. He didn't just pretend to listen: he actually listened. It wasn't because he gave a crap about what was bugging her, or course. It was all about making that one-to-one connection with the girl that would, hopefully today, see her ripping off her clothes to have her way with him.

Deep into the conversation, when he felt that Robin was as emotionally primed as she could be, he reached out and laid a hand softly upon her thigh -- a bit too high most would say -- and told her, "Robin, I'm here for you. If there is anything that I can do for you, I'm here. You're a grown woman who can make her own decisions ... about life ... about love..."

As he was talking his posture altered just a bit, opening him to her should she decide she needed a serious kiss. He finished with soft spoken words, "...about sex."
 
“Gulp” Robin swallowed what was left of her beer and made her decision at that point. He had made her feel mature and in control of her own life, something she desperately wanted. “You're right, I'm my own person” Robin closed her eyes and leaned in to kiss him.

This was her first kiss and from lack of experience she just copied what she had seen in the movies. Robin stumbled in her first few attempts at kissing Danny and pulled back embarrassed “I'm sorry, I know I must suck at this”

Robin took his hand from her thigh and slid it between her legs. “Can you teach me?” she lied back on the bed and parted her legs some “Can you teach me how to fuck?” Robin's use of the “F” word was for his benefit. She wanted to seem older and cursing was definitely next step on list of things her parents wouldn't let her do.

She lifted her shirt over her head revealing her pink lace bra. “I'm ready”
 
“I'm sorry, I know I must suck at this,” Robin said after an awkward attempt to kiss him.

Danny laughed -- sweetly, not meanly -- and lifted a hand to cup her jaw. "It's okay. We all have to learn ... and the best way is with someone who knows how to do it already."

He leaned into her, pressing his lips to her for a gentle but passionate kiss. When he pulled back, he whispered, "Part your lips a bit."

He pressed his lips to her again, and as she followed his suggestion, he engaged her in an increasingly erotic French kiss.

Robin surprised Danny when she took his hand and slid it further up between her legs.

“Can you teach me?” she said, laying back on the bed. “Can you teach me how to fuck?”

Again, Danny laughed. He would never have expected such language from her, let alone the request of which the word was part.

She stripped away her shirt, saying, “I'm ready”

Danny wasted no time, standing at the side of the bed and -- with his gaze always upon his boss's daughter -- stripping away his own clothes. When at last he was naked and his stone solid erection of a reasonably seven inches was pointing directly Robin's way, he smiled broadly and said, "So am I."

He knew that Robin was a virgin and that he couldn't simply shove his cock into her. He moved to the bed on his knees, reached to her hips, and slowly pulled her panties downward, clearing her hips, her knees, her feet.

She kept her knees close the entire time, a shy contrast to what she'd shown him so far.

"It's okay," he said to her softly, as he took her knees in his hands and gently urged them apart.
 
She gasped taking full view of his naked body before her. He was much larger than she anticipated. “Woa!” she said under her breath.


Robin felt goosebumps cover her body as he finished undressing her. Her mound was nicely groomed and only sported a very thin darkly red “landing strip”. Proof that her carpet did match the drapes as some would say.

Robin barely loosened her legs for him, subconsciously letting her body show her nervousness. “This isn't going to hurt is it?”

She thought about all of the stories she heard from her friends. Most of them conflicting with one another.

“Please don't rip me in two” she uttered and then realizing how stupid that must of sounded blushed. “It's just that, I've heard things about guys who have, well who have big ones!”

Robin willing opened her thighs even more for the young man to make himself comfortable between them.
 
“This isn't going to hurt is it?” Robin asked. She commented about what she'd heard from friends, finishing, “It's just that, I've heard things about guys who have, well who have big ones!”

As Danny gently pushed his upper body forward, urging her thighs apart, he offered her a polite smile and said, "I won't lie to you, Robin. It will. But..."

He lowered his face to her flat belly, kissing it gently, then again as his eyes watched her reaction. "... I'm going to make up for that by doing something first..."

His kisses began to move down her body. "...that will make it ... all ... worth ... while."
 
As his mouth continued it's decent and rested on the lips of her wet folds, Robin ran her finger's through his hair. “God...that ...feels so ahhhhh” Robin moaned out suddenly gripping his hair gently.

Being licked definitely trumped her fingers working her clit over. Her hips rocked gently with the pleasure of it all. Then she felt something that she had never felt before “Stop...stop I feel like I'm about to burst.” Robin gripped his hair as she raised to sit on her elbows. Lifting his head from her weeping womanhood as she did.

Danny was a bit confused, he knew that Robin had never had sex before but never having an orgasm? That was hard to believe since she willing told him how she masturbated to the hottest new movie hunks just to torture him.

“You were going to cum Robin” he laughed before pressing her back onto the bed “It's okay” he assured her again.

“It's just when I do ...things at home” she said blushing “I can't muster the strength to finish. It just feels to good.” Robin waited for his response before parting her legs even wider than before. Her body tingling with new sensations.
 
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