#Chapter Twenty-Nine
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as he half-glared at her from across the room in his armchair. She was in her own armchair and about three steps away. Her butt was firmly on the seat but she wanted to be over there with him. His entire body was rigid, as if he was trapped in a blizzard. He covered his mouth as he exhaled slowly, tearing his eyes away from her to stare at the clipboard in his hand.
"Let's begin," he said. "Would like to preface all our sessions by telling you that everything that you say, everything you do within these four walls is bound by confidentiality. However, there are a few exceptions to that. If you demonstrate that you have desires to harm yourself or someone else, I will have no other choice but to report it."
She had never heard him speak that much before. He was a man of few words, but his few words were always powerful.
"So, anything that happens in this room stays in this room?" Kitty asked.
"Yes," he replied.
It applies to sex too, right? "Okay, gotcha."
"Well then, Kitty," he said. "Share with me why you're here."
"Because you no longer want to have sex with me."
He shut his eyes at that with a sharp inhale. "Christ, Kitty, can we keep this appropriate?"
"That is my main source of stress, so if you don't mind, I'd like you to do something about it."
"I'm the school guidance counsellor," he told her. "Your school guidance counsellor. What happened that night was a mistake."
"Well, not having with sex with you ever again is very traumatising."
"Can we talk about something else?" Gunner said as he shifted in his seat. His body was still stiff.
"Fine," she said. "I've been stressed about my father. As you know, he had sex with a minor who was his student and now his trial has just begun and it is going to be highly publicised. The entire school has alienated me and I'm subject to incessant bullying by Becky and her friends. I dread school all the time, and I haven't dropped out for only one reason. Do you want to know what that is?"
"No," he said. "What was your father like growing up?"
"He always liked young girls. I guess I should've known from the beginning. My mom is significantly younger than he is. Now that I think about it, his situation kind of resembles ours. You are faculty and I am a student. Something is different though. You waited until I was 18."
"Talk about anything other than our personal lives."
"I just want to fuck you again, is that so hard?"
He pinched his nose bridge. "Please, Kitty."
"Okay, whatever. I have a boyfriend. He loves me and I treasure our relationship very much but I don't love him. I haven't felt anything romantic for him in a very long time but I can't bring myself to break it off with him because I've been in a relationship with him for as long as I can remember. But that's not the only problem I have with him."
"What else is there?" Gunner asked, picking a glass of water up to drink.
"He's a prude through and through. I tried so many times to get him to have sex with me but no matter what I try, he refuses to fuck me. And I recently found out why," she said as he continued drinking. "He's impotent."
Gunner choked on his water and spurted it out in shock. He set the cup down and wiped his mouth. "I see."
"He's a complete church boy," she said. "And I don't think he'll ever fuck me. Not even after we're married. And I happen to be Christian, and honestly I'd rather go to Hell than spend eternity with him because he's the most God awful boring person I've ever come across."
"Why do you think you feel such a need to consummate your love for him?"
"Because I don't want to love with my mind only. I need to love with both my mind and my body."
"If you were able to have sex with him, how would your feelings change?"
She thought about it for a moment. "No," she said, surprise filling her. "It wouldn't change. I don't love him. I never did. He's my best friend, not my lover. Not even close."
"Between your problem with your father and your problem with your boyfriend, which would you regard as more stressful?"
"There's a third problem that I am most stressed about that's neither of those problems."
"Share that with me," Gunner said as he gripped hard onto his clipboard.
"You won't fuck me."
The clipboard split in half. "Fuck," he said. "Fucking hell."
She glanced down at his lower body. "Just give up. You're already hard."
"Kitty - "
"I beg you, please, let me get on my knees before you and suck your throbbing dick until you cum all over my face and - "
He tossed the pieces of the clipboard to the side. "Get over here," he ordered. "Now." She got to her unsteady feet and stepped towards him, her panties already thoroughly wet.
"Thank you so much."
"Bend over the table."
She stopped and looked at the table. "No."
Surprise crossed his features. "No?" Then he laughed. "Your body is shivering with your need for me, Kitty. Have you suddenly been struck by a religious epiphany?"
She walked to him and stopped over him. He gazed up at her, confusion in his eyes until she hiked up her dress and placed one knee on the side of his chair. Realisation set into his expression and his body tensed up as she placed her other knee on the other side of the chair.
"Christ," he growled, eyes dark. "You'll be the death of me, I swear it." His hands fumbled hastily at the buttons on his pants and he freed them, removing his cock from his clothes.
"Sorry, I don't think my heart can take another tease," she said.
He huffed once. "Don't apologise for that, ever. I thought girls like you only existed in my dreams. Apparently not."
"Fill me with your cum," she begged as she pulled her dress over her head. His hungry eyes fell on her bare chest.
"No bra?" Gunner said in horror.
"Do you like that? I won't wear one ever again."
Both his hands reached up to clasp hard onto her tits. She covered her hands over his and felt them warming her body up. She lowered her body towards his cock, the tip of which was glistening with precum. He pushed her panties aside with one finger and she sank down onto his cock slowly, until he was fully inside of her.
She clutched tightly onto his strong shoulders, fisting the hair on his head and moved her pussy up and down his cock as quickly as she could, until she abruptly stopped above him, with only his tip inside of her. Both his hands grabbed onto her waist roughly and he held her in place as he fucked her in midair, his hips slamming into her body repeatedly. She moved her hips to his rhythm and within moments, their orgasms rocked their bodies until she collapsed on top of him.
He was still inside her. "Gunner," Kitty said. "I'd spend eternity with you in Hell."