11/13 Annabelle’s clients were usually reserved and introverted people who were ashamed of their desires. Her latest client, however, was as different as night and day. He walked in, all confident with a smile on his face, the kind that women found irresistible.

Annabelle had met a lot of people in her career as a sex therapist, but this man was something else. She introduced herself, and they settled down for their session.

“So, what brings you here today, Drake?” Annabelle asked.

“My wife…She’s frigid, you know. I can’t get her to open up and give me what I want,” Drake replied, looking at her with a frustrated look on his face.

“That’s not your fault, Drake. It’s not easy to get someone to open up in bed, especially if they’re not comfortable with it. It’s not something you can fix overnight, but I can help you work through it,” Annabelle reassured him.

“I know, I just…I need some release. It’s been a long time,” Drake said, looking down at his hands.

“Well, I can help you with that. I’m a sex therapist, after all. It’s my job to help people like you,” Annabelle said, giving him a reassuring smile.

Drake looked up at her, a hopeful look on his face. Annabelle stood up and walked over to him, sitting on his lap. She wrapped her arms around him and leaned in, whispering in his ear.

“I can help you, Drake. I can give you what you need. Just relax, and let me take care of you,” she said, her voice soft and soothing.

Drake’s eyes widened in surprise, but he nodded, relaxing into her embrace. Annabelle started to unbutton his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. She ran her hands over his skin, feeling his muscles tense under her touch.

“You’re so tense, Drake. Let me help you relax,” Annabelle said, her voice soft and seductive.

She leaned in and kissed him, her lips soft and warm against his. Drake responded, kissing her back with a passion that surprised them both. Annabelle deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth.

Drake’s hands wandered up her body, cupping her breasts through her blouse. Annabelle moaned, her nipples hardening under his touch. She broke the kiss and stood up, pulling her blouse over her head.

“Fuck, Annabelle. You’re so beautiful,” Drake said, his eyes roving over her body.

“Thank you, Drake. Now, let’s get you out of those pants,” Annabelle said, her voice husky with desire.

She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, revealing his hard cock. Annabelle’s eyes widened in surprise, and she looked up at Drake, a wicked smile on her face.

“Well, well, well. Someone’s been holding out on me,” Annabelle said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Drake blushed, looking down at his cock. Annabelle knelt down in front of him, her eyes never leaving his cock. She leaned in and licked the tip, tasting his precum.

“Mmm, you taste so good, Drake,” Annabelle said, her voice muffled by his cock.

She took him in her mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft. Drake moaned, his head falling back as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. Annabelle started to bob her head up and down, her tongue swirling around his cock.

Drake’s hands wandered down to her hair, tangling in her curls as she sucked him harder. Annabelle moaned, the vibrations sending shivers down Drake’s spine.

“Fuck, Annabelle. You’re so good at this,” Drake said, his voice strained.

Annabelle hummed in response, her lips vibrating around his cock. She reached up and cupped his balls, rolling them gently in her hand. Drake moaned louder, his hips bucking as she sucked him harder.

“I’m close, Annabelle. Don’t stop,” Drake said, his voice urgent.

Annabelle sucked him harder, her lips tightening around his shaft. Drake’s balls tightened, and he came with a loud moan, his cum filling Annabelle’s mouth.

Annabelle swallowed every drop, her lips still wrapped around his cock. She pulled back, looking up at Drake with a satisfied smile on her face.

“See, Drake. I told you I could help you,” Annabelle said, her voice soft and seductive.

Drake looked down at her, a dazed look on his face. He nodded, still unable to speak. Annabelle stood up and put her blouse back on, fixing her hair in the mirror.

“I’ll see you next week, Drake. Don’t forget to practice,” Annabelle said, giving him a wink before walking out of the room.

xoxo – Annabelle

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