the day I met him.
They are a young couple—early thirties and newly married. Recently, an old flame started making contact with Lily. It was a man she’d dated in her midtwenties. She claimed to have never been in love with him, but this old lover knew how to fuck her into oblivion, as Ross put it.
It made him take notice of their sex life. Ross knew Lily loved him, but he felt the need to up his game in the bedroom. I found that to be quite the understatement upon learning more. I remember him confessing on many occasions that Lily didn’t climax during sex. He hadn’t really thought much about why. Lucky for Ross, I’m not a dominatrix or he would’ve left my office with a sore and red ass.
Lily tugs my arm to get my attention. “I’ve been telling my girlfriends all about you, Kathryn. I can’t believe what’s happened in our bedroom.”
Lily’s voice fades away at the end. I glance her way and notice she’s drifted off into her thoughts. If I wasn’t holding on to her, I swear Lily would float off in some dreamlike state.
“I’m happy things are working out so well for you. Ross has obviously learned how to put this blissful smile on your face.” I squeeze her hand and release our arms as we stand at the entrance to my guest bedroom.
Ross joins Lily at the door and pulls her into his side. She melts into his embrace and lays her hand across his chest. They could pass as lovesick teenagers. I have to shake my head and wonder if I could become a little sick from their sweetness before the session is finished. Yes, I might be a little jealous, I admit, but I am truly happy for them.
“I placed a couple of robes on the bed for you.” Turning to face Ross, I continue. “Have you decided what you want to practice today?”
Ross exchanges a knowing smile with Lily. One she quickly returns along with a deep red blush. Their reactions to my question leave me slightly puzzled and curious what Tantra technique they’ve decided to practice for Ross’s last session. I strongly suggested the Yab-yum to Ross last week, but something tells me he opted for something else.
“Well,” Ross speaks with roguish smile. “I believe we have the Yab-yum down pat. However, I want to make sure I master the Yoni massage. I know it’s very intimate and requires the woman to be naked, but Lily has agreed to it. What do you think, Kathryn?”
Damn. What a loaded question. I’ve studied and observed this massage of the female genitalia in teaching, even partially preformed it once for my Tantric certification. All my experience seems clinical now that I have real live people, my clients, standing in front of me. I knew someone would want to perform this massage during a session sooner or later. The joys of being a new teacher...awkward firsts.
“I’m fine with you performing a Yoni massage on Lily.” I turn toward Lily. I need to see her approval, too. We just met, and this massage is one up close and intimate act. “Are you aware of what the Yoni massage entails?”
“I am,” Lily answers quickly. Her eyes are bright and alight with enthusiasm. She appears to be game. Hell, I guess I am, too. “We’ve watched all the instructional DVDs you gave Ross. The only thing we have left to attempt is the Yoni massage.”
“What makes you want to try it today in front of me?” I’m curious to know what has motivated Ross and Lily to choose this particular act with me as their audience. It’s a rather bold move, in my opinion, since this is Lily’s first time here with me. They will have to bury every sexual inhibition to have a fruitful session.
“I want to get it right.” Ross’s eyes are steadfast on mine and he’s dead serious. There is no wavering in his expression. He wants to please his woman. And damn if she isn’t some lucky lady to have her man want to please her like this. I stuff my jealousy away, knowing it’s time to break the sex drought in my life. Pronto!
“All right, you two. Go ahead
They are a young couple—early thirties and newly married. Recently, an old flame started making contact with Lily. It was a man she’d dated in her midtwenties. She claimed to have never been in love with him, but this old lover knew how to fuck her into oblivion, as Ross put it.
It made him take notice of their sex life. Ross knew Lily loved him, but he felt the need to up his game in the bedroom. I found that to be quite the understatement upon learning more. I remember him confessing on many occasions that Lily didn’t climax during sex. He hadn’t really thought much about why. Lucky for Ross, I’m not a dominatrix or he would’ve left my office with a sore and red ass.
Lily tugs my arm to get my attention. “I’ve been telling my girlfriends all about you, Kathryn. I can’t believe what’s happened in our bedroom.”
Lily’s voice fades away at the end. I glance her way and notice she’s drifted off into her thoughts. If I wasn’t holding on to her, I swear Lily would float off in some dreamlike state.
“I’m happy things are working out so well for you. Ross has obviously learned how to put this blissful smile on your face.” I squeeze her hand and release our arms as we stand at the entrance to my guest bedroom.
Ross joins Lily at the door and pulls her into his side. She melts into his embrace and lays her hand across his chest. They could pass as lovesick teenagers. I have to shake my head and wonder if I could become a little sick from their sweetness before the session is finished. Yes, I might be a little jealous, I admit, but I am truly happy for them.
“I placed a couple of robes on the bed for you.” Turning to face Ross, I continue. “Have you decided what you want to practice today?”
Ross exchanges a knowing smile with Lily. One she quickly returns along with a deep red blush. Their reactions to my question leave me slightly puzzled and curious what Tantra technique they’ve decided to practice for Ross’s last session. I strongly suggested the Yab-yum to Ross last week, but something tells me he opted for something else.
“Well,” Ross speaks with roguish smile. “I believe we have the Yab-yum down pat. However, I want to make sure I master the Yoni massage. I know it’s very intimate and requires the woman to be naked, but Lily has agreed to it. What do you think, Kathryn?”
Damn. What a loaded question. I’ve studied and observed this massage of the female genitalia in teaching, even partially preformed it once for my Tantric certification. All my experience seems clinical now that I have real live people, my clients, standing in front of me. I knew someone would want to perform this massage during a session sooner or later. The joys of being a new teacher...awkward firsts.
“I’m fine with you performing a Yoni massage on Lily.” I turn toward Lily. I need to see her approval, too. We just met, and this massage is one up close and intimate act. “Are you aware of what the Yoni massage entails?”
“I am,” Lily answers quickly. Her eyes are bright and alight with enthusiasm. She appears to be game. Hell, I guess I am, too. “We’ve watched all the instructional DVDs you gave Ross. The only thing we have left to attempt is the Yoni massage.”
“What makes you want to try it today in front of me?” I’m curious to know what has motivated Ross and Lily to choose this particular act with me as their audience. It’s a rather bold move, in my opinion, since this is Lily’s first time here with me. They will have to bury every sexual inhibition to have a fruitful session.
“I want to get it right.” Ross’s eyes are steadfast on mine and he’s dead serious. There is no wavering in his expression. He wants to please his woman. And damn if she isn’t some lucky lady to have her man want to please her like this. I stuff my jealousy away, knowing it’s time to break the sex drought in my life. Pronto!
“All right, you two. Go ahead
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