Hysterical literature Stories

“I take it that your previous experience proved satisfactory, since you’re back.” The man on the other side of the desk leaned back, placing his hands behind his head. On my previous visit, a month ago, I’d felt him undressing me with his eyes. Now I felt that he was remembering; the way he’d squeezed my breasts and my buttocks, pressed himself against me so that there could be no doubt as to the nature of his demands. I...