A Therapeutic Relationship, Epilogue
Peter gets an unwelcome surprise in the mailbox.
Peter and Chloe took turns drying each other off, the water glugging and sputtering down the drain, the residue of bath bubbles mixed with a concoction of semen and sweat. Chloe ran naked to the bed all giddy with giggles, jumping on it light as a feather, letting the box springs bounce her body up and down until they ran out of energy. “God, I can still feel my pussy tingling.” Peter looked over his shoulder with a smile...