Audrey Exposed by Roxy Queen

red hair off her cheek. I run my fingers across her collarbone, and then dip one between the curving valley of her breasts. She shivers and I glance down, seeing her nipples press against the thin fabric of her bra.
    “Show me, Graham,” she says between kisses. “I won’t break.” Her breath is warm and smells like mint. She lifts her legs over my thighs, until she’s almost sitting in my lap and my hands move to her sides, tempering her moves. If Dr. Markson asked her to lead and she’s doing a good job, then why am I the one holding back? This may be the break through we’ve been looking for and I’m over here being a pussy.
    “First , I’d hold them like this, stroking the edges until she wanted more.” I demonstrate, feeling the firmness of her tits in my hands. They push upward, accentuating her cleavage. Her tits are fantastic. They fit perfectly in my hand, not too small and not too big.
    She lifts her hands and tugs down her straps. They fall down her arms ; and again, I’m awestruck by her beauty. The upper arches of her areolas peek from under the blue fabric, teasing and taunting. I graze my thumbs over both and she shudders again, shaking her boobs enough that her bra slips a little lower. My dick tightens to the point it’s painful. I’m willing it to stay down and under control when she surprises me by moving her hands to the clasp between her breasts.
    I lay a hand on top of hers. “Are you sure about this?”
    “Yes.” She nods and releases her tits. They bounce slightly from the movement. My hands grip the sides of the bench, but my eyes are glued to the woman in front of me.
    “You’re very beautiful, Audrey.”
    “Thank you.” I catch the nervous lilt in her voice. I realize I have to do something I’d rather not, because the next step is too far. She’s not ready. Reluctantly, I pull my gaze from her chest.
    “I think you’ve made big strides today, but I don’t want to push it.”
    “It’s not like I haven’t done this before.”
    “No, it’s not. You’ve been intimate with men before, but I don’t want to risk the experiment by going too fast.”
    “Okay.” I see the cloud rushing back over her eyes. I don’t want her to feel bad. Negative thoughts are like a torpedo for someone like Audrey.
    “Can we do this again next time? Maybe go a little further?”
    “Sure. Yes. That would be great.” She attempts to smile. Reality is crashing down and I know I need to wrap this up. Make her feel safe again.
    “Can you do me one last thing?” I take her hand . She nods. “Can you walk to the bathroom without putting on your shirt or bra?”
    “Why? What does that have to do with anything?
    “You don’t have to, but owning your body is part of this challenge; stepping out of the dark and into the light, while exposing yourself to different vulnerabilities.”
    She sits up straight, popping those breasts back in my line of sight. She doesn’t notice, or if she does , she doesn’t say anything. I’m assuming she’s too worried about herself right now to worry about my lecherous stares and me. Her forehead creases, I assume she’s gathering courage. She stands, walking away without a word. I keep my eyes cast down while she goes.
    The minute the door shuts , I take a deep breath. Then another. My cock is painfully hard and a quick glance reveals a wet spot where cum has soaked through. I never realized how difficult this was going to be. All of my other ventures with women include me satisfying my own needs. I’m in the middle of a series of breathing exercises when she comes out of the bathroom, and says, “Thanks for the session. I’ll see you next time.”
    I turn and wave, unable to stand. “You did great today.”
    She touches the doorknob, but pauses, turning to me with a frown. “Are you okay?”
    “I’m fine …just…” There’s no reason to lie. None. This room is about honesty. “Dealing with my own body issues at the moment.”
    Her eyebrows knit