101 Lucky

I'm sitting at my desk, finishing up on my notes with my last patient, who was making great progress. I look to see who my next patient is, noticing that they had cancelled, but a note was made for a 'walk-in'. I send a message to my secretary and tell her I'm ready for whoever is next.

She sends me a message with paperwork attached, so I print it out before they enter. I'm placing it all on a clipboard, when the door opens, my secretary announcing I have a new patient.

"Please take a seat, I'm just gathering my paperwork." I say over my shoulder as the last page prints out for my evaluation. I turn around and start looking at the paperwork.

"I'm Dr. Huller, Ms.... Victoria Grayson..." I look up, recognizing the name to see Tori standing there, brows raised and looking embarrassed.

"Hi, Brian..." She says taking a seat.

"Hey, Tori, are you here for an evaluation?" I ask confused.

"Yes... I am actually. I was told I should talk to someone and you're the best in the area." She shrugs.

I nod, "Okay. So since we know each other, I'll skip the pleasantries. Just so you know, everything spoken of here is confidential and just between us. So can you please explain why you're here?"

After a while, I realize how bad Tori's past marriage was. Physical, mental, and financial abuse was the main cause of their divorce, infidelity was only a fraction. She was not without any fault on some of it, lashing out physically at him sometimes and then creating her own financial accounts and moving large amounts of money to them when he went on 'business trips'. They were bad reactions and decisions to the abuse she was experiencing instead of just getting away from him. It was hard for her though, because she had cared for him, but it took her time to realize her love could not change him, so she had to love herself more. She definitely needed to talk to someone, cause as she spoke, you could see her shoulders sag and relax. The weight on her shoulders visibly being lightened.

I felt bad for her, we were friends once. Yeah we had fooled around a few times, but it was never anything serious. The last time I had saw her back at Uni, she had told me she met someone and I was happy for her. That was just a few weeks before finals and graduation, so I didn't see her after that.

When our time was up, she stood up and sighed. She stepped around the desk as I stood to walk her out the door and was surprised she gave me a big hug. "Thank you Brian, I feel much better than I have in a long time."

I awkwardly hug her back, "I'm happy that you felt I could help. Would you like to schedule another session?" I ask her, taking a step back from her.

She nods, "Yes, I'd like that."

I smile at her, warmly, "Just talk to my secretary, she'll set something up."

"Thank you, Brian." Tori exits dipping her head shyly at me and I sit to make some notes in her paperwork before my next appointment.

I look at the clock and see the time.

Soon, I'll be heading home and to Sarina. I feel my excitement bubbling up. I can't wait to show her how good she can actually feel from anal, that it doesn't have to be something she's afraid of, at least not with me. Of course, if she wants to wait and doesn't feel ready for it yet, I can wait. I'll just have to make her beg me for mercy when she's coming all over my face or cock later.

Of course, I know that this may just be a distraction for Sarina as well. So she's not thinking about her brother. I should probably prepare myself for the fact that she may be grieving when I get home and therefore won't be in that kind of mood. Which is completely understandable.

I sent her a message earlier in the morning and called her on my lunch break and she seemed alright then. So, I'll just have to wait and see.

I shake my head as a message pops up on my screen, letting me know my next patient has arrived.

I let my secretary know to send them in, pulling out my ready file on the desk and attaching it to my clipboard for my notes. In walks in one of my patients that I've been working with for a little over a year, who's made excellent progress, that I'm thinking of reducing their appointments to quarterly. Which is something I think they're capable of handling now.

Things go well in our session, so I bring it up and he agrees to try it out, considering that if he feels the need he can always call and set up an appointment too. I made sure I put his prescription refill amounts to last him till the next appointment, setting the appointment date for before his prescription would run out, since he was on one that shouldn't be immediately stopped. It was just one of the ways, I tried to make sure I provided the best care possible for my patients.

After my session ended with him, I sat back and started transferring my notes to the computer's files, putting the necessary information for each patient in. A knock on my door didn't pull me from my concentration as I told whoever to come on in.

"Brian, I know you're busy... but I wanted to know how your trip and proposal went?" My secretary came in, smiling with curious eyes. "You've seemed alright today, but I'm not used to you confining yourself to your office almost all day either. Did something happen?"

I see the concern etched on her face as I glanced at her, taking a seat in front of me. She sits prim and proper in her skirt and lady's jacket and blouse combo. The epitome of a secretary who started working in the 1980's and kept that level of professionalism with her till now. She's always done her job and done it well, ever since I opened this private practice. Over the past twelve years, she's become more like an aunt than a secretary, although she has always been respectful of our dynamic.

I give her a faint smile, "The trip... well it rained four of the days we were there."

She gasps and covers her mouth, looking crestfallen, "No.."

I shake my head, "However, I was able to ask her and she said yes." I beam at her, my memory taking me back to that moment when my heart was beating like crazy but I knew that she's the only one who could make it beat like that.

"Oh! I'm so happy for you! Congratulations! So why have you been so distant today? You've barely left your office?" She asks eyes still alight with joy but confusion pinches her brows together, making her look older.

"Her brother passed away sometime in the night, Saturday." I inform her.

"Oh! The poor dear! I'm so sorry to hear that. You both have my condolences. I understand now. Oh that's just heartbreaking to hear." She clutches her hand to her chest, empathy in her pained gaze. "Well, I'll let you finish your work then. You're probably wanting to get out of here sooner rather than later and get back home to her. The poor dear. I'll finish up out front, I'll let you know when I leave." She stands and makes her way back to the lobby area, letting me return to my work.

I'm finishing up when she steps back in, "I'm leaving for the day. I'll see you tomorrow." She smiles, waving me farewell before she closes the door.

I gather my stuff, sending Sarina a message that I'm on my way home and exit the building, locking up as I went. I'm in the car when I get a message from Sarina that has a smiling devil face on it. Seeing that my face splits into a large smile. Her next message has me growing excited in more ways than one.

-I'm ready-

-I can hardly contain myself to drive the speed limit to get home to you. Should I strip down as soon as I walk through the door?-

-No. Leave that to me.-

I really have to pay attention to my speed as I hurry home, eager to see how ready my beautiful Sarina was.

It felt like an hour to finally arrive at the house. I grab my bag and head inside the house, locking the door behind me. I set my bag down and take the time to call out playfully to the house.

"Oh...Sarina! I'm home honey!"

I walk to our bedroom and stop witnessing my beautiful, sexy woman, on her knees on the bed. Dressed in a black, lacy, lingerie, that hugs her body all the way from her breasts to her hips, she wiggles her finger at me in a come here motion. Her lingerie has crisscross pattern cutouts on the sides of her waist that lead to her hips, showing just enough more skin to pull you in but not distract from the fact that she is not wearing any underwear.

I'm stunned at how alluring she looks.

She did all this for me?

How did I get so damn lucky?