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Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

He didn't reply to her question about control. He hadn't thought of that, but it was true that he wasn't used to giving up control, much less to a woman. But he just held on to her gaze, eye to eye, holding himself with confidence and apparent calm. It was almost like a silent duel. He only spoke again when she complimented him. I never truly believed in hypnosis... but thanks for the compliment his smile was sincere and quite charming. His shoulders relaxed a little then. He took a silent moment, thinking about it all... about doing this therapy thing at all... until he put his hands on the arms of the chairs and pushed himself up. Well, let's start then he said with a discrete sigh and turned around, going for the couch, where he sat and leaned back. He was a bit tense at doing it again, and observed Ms Morse to see if she was coming to sit closer or staying at her desk. Where do we begin?
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

So far Mr. Montoni was amusing her quite well, his reactions to her control comment were quite satisfactory for her at least. He wanted to give control over to her, yes he did hold her gaze with intensity but the way she seen it was it was a test and she very much doubted she lost. He also made no qualms about it, didnt speak up or shout or get upset, she suspected her might be just as amused with the idea as she was. She nods at his comment Neither did I, but things changed and it has its value. Her eyes moves down, letting him think he won and that his charm was working on her. A little color added to her cheeks You are most welcome, and I only speak the truth. As her eyes brushed back up, she seen it him relaxing with her now. Rebecca watched as he had gotten up, and moved over to the couch her eyes moving over his well-built body appreciating it. Yes this would be fun... She then quietly gets up as he looks over at her, moving her body towards him her movements slow and a bit sensual as if a lover was making their way to bed. But at the same time they were natural movements, so he might think he was seeing things. With her pad and pen in hand she sits on the chair across from him, crossing her long legs at least one shoe would be seen from his vantage point as her for swings just slightly. Well, tell me about yourself, we know what you think is wrong. Lets start with something easy, tell me about a normal day for you?
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

With the way the couch was positioned, Ricardo couldn't help but notice the elegant gait and almost teasing sway of her hips as the therapist walked to the chair across from him. Yet it seemed very natural, making him wonder if she was a dancer or something. And of course, her legs crossing was quite eye catching as well, but he only glimpsed briefly at the movement, trying not to be rude. He crossed his legs as well as his eye quickly swooped to her swinging foot and came back to her face. From a certain distance he found it easier to talk while staring people in the face. With arms resting on the side cushion, he started Well, most of my time is spent at work, obviously. From Monday to Friday I work a little less than 12 hours a day, and on most Saturdays I take it lighter, only like 8 to 10 hours. He scanned the bookshelves slowly while he spoke, now actually reading some titles, getting to know the general subjects of each section - children, couples, stress, analysis techniques, medication, phobias, sexual deviations, etc. He read the titles without stopping. I don't wake up very early, it's usually between 7 and 730. It's time enough to eat some quick cereal and grap a cab to this or that client's office... - he knew it supposedly wasn't the healthiest way to start a day, but time was precious and he had to make good use of it - ... I usually get to read the most important e-mails on the way, so I can jump right into aligning stuff with my team, and then dive into a series of meetings with client executives. He smiled slightly as he pondered a little about the continuation. Then it's kind of closing the cycle. I mean, after the meetings, I go back to my team to see what they've achieved and give my input and also feedback from the clients, and then go back to the e-mails. Except that this time I try to really look at everything, sort out the details calmly and reply to what is required. I tend to be very detail oriented at that time. More than once he glanced at the gentle swing of her foot with her legs crossed, but his gaze never stayed there for long. He finally looked up and drew a deep breath before closing. By then it's usually between 8 and 9 pm, so I don't get much traffic going home... Most days I squeeze some aerobic work before dinner with my wife. Before calling it a night it's usually an episode of this or that series, and some reading in bed. He looked back at Rebecca, and found her quite attractive in that professional, overlooking position. In the back of his mind there was still some thinking about what she'd said earlier about control. I think that's the average, should I have gone into more detail somewhere?
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

Again the little things she did, to see what he might do she seen his eyes wander though not for to long like a gentleman. She will have to try some things to perhaps change that. Rebecca sits there listening to his normal day, of business, business and well more business. Her eyebrow rises when he mentions a wife, interesting. He would notice her writing down several things on her pad, and as she does this he might notice her foot would swing just a bit more. Perhaps it was a tell for her, something that would give him insight on what she was thinking. As he finishes she would finish whatever she wrote, she would then uncross her legs and adjust in the chair a little. Her hip would press to the right side, as her torso would move to push against the left side of the chair. Her legs would be pressed together, maybe even rub together slightly as her knees would settle to the left and her feet to the right. Almost as if she was taking a more relaxed posture with him. She would also be leaned forward slightly, and this would give him better access to a bit more down her shirt. She smiles as he finishes No, no more detail unless there is something more you want to tell me? She blinks at him a moment and moves on if he doesn't have anything else So you are married, you said you have dinner with your wife? Is that the only time you spend together? How are things between the both of you? She could push the intimate button right now, but she figured it was best to ease into it. A man like this, and he only spends small amounts of time with his wife. There were so many questions there, so many things to learn to use against him.
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

For a moment his head adjusted slightly to the side, unconsciously looking for a better view into the blouse she seemed to display so casually. This time his gaze might have lingered just a little longer than would be polite, but at this distance she wouldn't be able to tell exactly what he was looking at, would she? He had almost started to pick up some cues with her foot swinging - does it mean something when she picks up the pace? - but that was lost as those attractive legs uncrossed, a movement he made an effort not to follow with his eyes. If her posture had just become more relaxed, his on the other hand quickly started showing some tension after the new question. His shoulders mostly gave it away, but also he crossed his legs in a more protective way, his left shin horizontal over the right knee. The fingers on his right hand pressed into the couch, knuckles tightening. Ricardo knew he showed his discomfort at the subject and punished himself mentally for it. It took him a moment to reply, carefully considering how to thread on the topic. His left hand unconsciously caressed an imaginary beard on his clean shaven face as he started. We're fine, fine. I have a good marriage, we almost never fight. He actually believed what he was saying, considering he saw so much conflict on some of his friends' relationships. And we tend to spend more time together on the weekend. Ricardo had obviously caught Rebecca's notion that he didn't spend enought time with his wife, and he sounded defensive. It's just that my job is quite time consuming during the week, so... that's the time we have on most days, dinner, a little TV... on the weekend we usually go together to some event with friends, or the cinema. Stuff like that, you know. So, yeah, we have to enjoy whatever time we can, right?
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

Rebecca noted each and every look he gave her now, she wasnt writing anymore but she didnt need to. The pen was being played with between two of her fingers, as she put her full attention on everything he said. Nodding sympathetically to each and every word he said, pretending to feel for his plea of hard work and that is what mattered and he truly thinks he spends time with his wife enough. But even he know everything he said was bullshit, he knew he was not spending the time he needs with his wife. There was certainly unhappiness there, if it was her or him or both she would have to find out. But his actions spelled out enough for her, to know what he said was crap and he didnt believe it himself. She wondered if a new tactic was in order She stands up from her chair, and walks over sitting beside him to his right. She picks up the hand with the knuckles tightening setting it into her left hand, and the fingers of her right hand brushed over the back of his hand softly trying to relax him. It could backfire on her she knew, but it could also help. This doesnt look like fine, and you talking about your marriage like a car or a bottle of wine does not either. And especially with you asking me if spending the time you two have together is ok? It tells me you are hiding something. Her fingers trace circles over the back of his hand, if he looks at her chest he would notice she was taking calm breaths soft and slow. Her voice would be soothing also I need you to open up to me, and be honest with me. Otherwise I cannot help, and sometimes that means being honest with yourself also. Would you like to try again?
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

If ignoring Rebecca's hand while she was playing with the pen had been hard enough for Ricardo, her feminine touch on his skin gave him a sort of a jolt at first. The way her fingernails lightly scratched over his hand made the hair on his arm stand up - luckily his shirts sleeves weren't rolled up, or this might have been weird. He found it strange at first, as he hadn't expected his therapist to be touching him. He tried to ponder on the situation and on her words at the same time, and it obviously got him nowhere. He just sighed and looked to the other side to make time for an answer. Then he looked back at her, his gaze down at her chest. At least initially, it wasn't because he wanted to stare at her invitingly undone buttons, but more because the subject was somehow tolling on his mind. Well, I'm not... not trying to hide anything, at least... he pried his eyes from her breasts and looked at her face ... but yes, I suppose there is more to it. Or there should be. I don't know exactly how to... what to tell you about it all. His eyes really looked a little lost. He stared down again at her hand tracing circles over his and adjusted his hip slightly on the couch without pulling away. Sure it's not... an ideal situation, but. Well, we do what we can. His mouth twitched, and legs pressed briefly against each other.
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

Rebeccas eyes looked at him with such pity and understanding as Ricardo spoke, like she was hanging onto every word he said. Deep down she was watching every move, every twitch go through him. The part that he loved was he was slightly unsure yes, but not enough to pull away from her. If she played her cards right he would be eating out of her hand in no time. Again the way you describe your relationship with your wife, well if my husband said anything like that I would feel deeply hurt. Her hands would continue to move on his, her index finger would move lightly tracing down each of his fingers on the hand she was holding Is it intimacy issues? Do you not satisfy her? Does she not satisfy you? Or do you not get intimate at all? Would the satisfaction you dont have in your life, be because of basic desires? She adjusts in her seat leaning a slight bit closer to him, not enough to intrude but enough he would notice. She would carefully cross her legs moving her right leg over her left, in this motion the tip of her shoe would accidently brush lightly against his pant leg closest to her. Again anything she is doing right now might be unusual, but it would look very caring and attentive.
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

Two sensations shot inside Ricardo at the same time. On one side, the tingling feeling at his hand, from the light teasing touch of that gentle feminine fingernail. It kept every hair on his arm erect, and he had no doubt that it might make something else erect as well. But on the other side, he also felt very uncomfortable at the topics she raised. He had never thought of all this as an intimacy issue, and he hadn't expected to have to talk about this. She had caught him off guard, and to put quite frankly, he didn't exactly believe the subjects might be related. His eyebrows frowned I ... hmmm... I never thought it might be an intimacy issue. The discomfort from the subject made him pull away slightly from her, although his eyes did steal a glance at the approaching cleavage with its buttons open, his mind quickly considering what size her breast might be before his glance went down to the leg that had brushed against him. I... I'm not... I can't say we don't satisfy each other - I mean that's a little strong, isn't it? He didn't remember ever being so uncomfortable discussing basic desiresp with a woman - much less such an attractive one, and for some reason, Rebecca seemed to have become more attractive since the session had started. Actually I'm not really convinced that this might be the reason... no... I don't know. He had been looking at her leg and foot while saying this, and in spite of the clear discomfort he felt, it was only then that he pulled his hand from her touch. He looked at the other side thinking, trying to understand. And we do have sex, and it is great, by the way. He didn't lie, sex with his wife was delicious. But he knew it lacked something, even though she had a nice body and they shared wonderful orgasms together, he knew that there was something missing. And it wasn't just the frequency - of course they didn't make it as frequently as when they were just boyfriend and girlfriend, but the therapist surely knew that, right?
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

Rebecca watched as everything unfolded and she was quite amused by it, watching Ricardo get nervous couldnt have been more fun for her. But she did note that it wasnt at the touches from her hands, or the brush of her foot. That didnt seem to bother him right away, it was more what she asked him that bothered him. She did believe Ricardo and his wife had good sex, plenty of couples do but that doesnt stop them from wanting more. She was amused also that even in his uncomfortable state he couldnt keep his eyes off of her, this was just one way she could dress to entice she would have to work on another way for their next session. Well I do have to ask the question no matter how uncomfortable they are. Does this make you uncomfortable talking to me about sex? She took an extra-long breath as she notice him looking at her chest, her foot again giving a little swing brushing at his pant leg a little more this time. She was surprises when he finally pulled away from her, perhaps they had reached the brink of what they could get through today. But she needed to put some food for thought into his head she thought If you say so, I believe you. Again I just have to ask the uncomfortable questions. Like do the two of you talk about your desires no matter how different they might be? If so how do each of you respond to that? And I have to wonder if there is anything you either might not have mentioned to her, or she flat out said no to you? Hmmm She then looks at the delicate watch on her wrist Well look at the time, I am sorry but that is all for this evening. I have learned some things about you, and I think we are off to a very good start. If you want to come back, shall we say same time next week? And if so, I want you to think on those last questions and I would very much be interested to hear your answers. She moves to get up untangling her legs as she did, though she didnt quite make it and almost feel over. Which brought her hand on his shoulder to stop herself, and her chest much closer to his face Oh, excuse me.
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

His eyes soon came back to the therapist as her foot kept brushing against him, almost as if it were on purpose. But it couldn't be, right? Then of course his gaze was drawn up when she took that deep breath, those open buttons on her blouse becoming more and more enticing by the moment... Ricardo suspected that some of it might be calculated, but he couldn't quite believe it. He also noticed that this time he clearly ogled her definitely longer than would be polite. He was quite distracted by her gestures that he wasn't sure he understood the last few questions. Rebecca was almost bluntly suggesting something, but he couldn't quite make out what, though he didn't know if he really couldn't or he had just become distracted by her. So much so that a part of him was actually glad when she announced that time was up. Partly because he would have some time to ponder more carefully if he was doing the right thing coming to this woman, but partly also because he needed to set it straight in his mind whether he could keep his cool around her beauty. Perhaps I might have to wank off once before coming... With that thought in mind he observed idly her next movements, desiring her skirt to ride up her thighs as he gazed at the sexy movement of her legs uncrossing. He wasn't yet ready to put another thought in his brain when he suddenly found that enchanting blouse practically on his face and her sexy hand posed on his shoulder. She was light, but in a way he felt held down by her there. And those breasts looked so ready to burst another button open on that blouse... Instinctively his own hands had shot forward to hold the therapist, grabbing at the side of her hips, but his eyes were immediately glued to her chest, lustily looking for a way to look further down her blouse. It took Ricardo a moment to answer Oh, no... I... no problem... ah... and then he felt quite awkward, realizing he hadn't looked up at her face yet. He finally forced himself to it and lightly pushed her back on her feet, to quickly get up himself. A tingle had started between his legs and he knew that his cock was starting to grow. Yeah, I... I'll come next week, sure. No, he wasn't sure and he was probably not fooling anyone. But it would give him time to think over it, and then he could always cancel if he changed his mind. It was a pleasure - the word felt so loaded on his tongue - meeting you, Ms. Morse. He reached out to shake her hand, almost unconsciously admiring her fingernails once more before grabbing his tablet and walking out. He might have a lot to think over the next 7 days...
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

Rebecca watched every movement Ricardo made, taking her in each and every slight blush or the opening of her shirt. She could see it now, he wanted her and the only other thing that could prove it to her is if he had on tighter pants. No matter how much she might like to right now, she would not reach out and feel him yet. She did want him to come back for more, so she would take it slow on him. And she couldnt help but enjoy his strong hands on her hip, yes this would be most satisfying in the end. She straightened up as he helped her noticing his eyes yet again on her chest, and his eyes literally forced to look at her face. She gave him a break and moved out of the way to let him up, he was nervous now and unsure and she liked that. She holds out her hand to his making sure to display her nails again to him, he was certainly the first person to pay so much attention to them. And it was a pleasure Hers rolled off her tongue quite seductively Meeting you Mr. Montoni, I am glad you have given me this chance to try and help you. Her other hand came over the top of his caressing it a moment before she let it go, and he left. She then stayed a little longer to make notes, and start figuring out the next appointment. 2nd Session A week later at the same Rebecca waited for Ricardo to come, though this time when he came into the office as her assistant left he would notice her door open and the figure of her laid out on the couch he had sat on before with an arm over her eyes as if asleep. Her hair this time was loose around her shoulders, and her nails would be covered this time in a black nail polish. He would notice it wasnt professionally done, and it would have looked as if she put it into her nails herself and not very well. She would be wearing a longer skirt that went passed her knees this time, but had a slit up one side and how she had been laying the top of the slit showed a hint of the lace at the top of her stalking which may or may not be attached to a garter belt. And her feet would be on a simple flat type shoe. Her shirt would be plain white nothing special, and the buttons that had been undone before were now done up. Though with the material being so thin, an outline of a black bra could be seen even in the dim lighting in her office. Was she giving him a false sense of security this time? Perhaps she wasnt as startling and enticing as he first thought?
Thread: Inside the mind (Cassandraks & Vyttor)

Most of the time during the following 7 days Ricardo stayed focused on his job. More than once, however, his mind wandered back to the happenings of his first session with Ms. Morse, her behavior and her questions. Twice he thought of picking up the phone and calling her to cancel the next visit, but he never actually did it. Instead, he found himself at the building entrance once again the next week, albeit with less resolve than the first time. He closed the jacket of his dark grey suit and adjusted the deep blue tie on his collar, looking sharp as ever at least on the outside. He saw the open door and quietly stepped into the office, his classy shoes making no sound on the carpet, and stopped at the entrance. For a brief instant he thought the woman on the couch was not the same he'd met on his first session - specially her hands didn't seem so enticing. He noticed the generous volume under the white shirt, but this time it was so covered up... perhaps his memory was playing tricks on him, and that last session hadn't been exactly as he recalled. Sure that slit along the skirt could be very seductive, but she didn't seem to exude sexuality as when she had said goodbye to him and practically laced the word pleasure with honey on her tongue. OK, perhaps my imagination did pump it up a little bit. Good. That's good. It took Ricardo a mere couple of seconds to ponder that and then his knuckles tapped lightly on the wooden door while he softly cleared his throat Hrmm... hi... Ms. Morse? Is this a... bad time? He was genuinely concerned - you don't usually expect to come into a doctor's office and find the one attending you lying down on the couch and shielding their eyes from the light... He marched the few steps towards the couch and extended his hand professionally, waiting for the woman to stand up.