REPLACEMENT

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-----~[MARILYN'S POV]~----- The next morning is in a dripping state for me because ... well ...... I am freaking horny. If there's anything s*x with Frederick yesterday has done to me, it has made my desire for it much more intense. The first thing that woke me up this morning was my soaking wet underwear and my uncontrolable tossing and moaning on the bed. This is just too much to take in. I bite my lip and find myself sliping my fingers into my panty . I groan as I feel my wet p***y and arch my back biting my lip as I caress it slowly breathing hard. "Oh god. "I moan and grit my teeth. I gnash my teeth and tighten my legs as I slip a finger into my cunt. f**k!!! this .... this is too much... What the hell have I done to myself? I increase my pace and grip the bedspread gasping and moaning continuously till I feel the heavy sensation gathering at my belly. s**t!!! I orgasm and whimper crossing my eyes with pleasure. "What the heck." I mutter breathing hard and remove my finger from my wet throbbing p***y. Geez I want more. And not just my finger. I need a huge hard c**k right now. I turn to the bedside table and stretch my hands taking up my phone. I scroll to Frederick's number and text him. ME: Good morning Dad. He replies immediately. FREDERICK: Hey easy young lady your mum is right beside me. I gulp and chuckle. ME: sorry. I will not talk dirty then. He sends me an emoji with a warning look. I beam. Then without caution I type back. ME: I am wet dad. He replied with an emoji with wide eyes. FREDERICK: Don't tempt me Marilyn. I can't leave your mum. I sigh deeply and want to type back when he sends another message. FREDERICK: Prepare yourself and go to this address. It's a therapy hospital. Go straight and request for doctor Ariana. She will attend to the s*x addiction you are going through. I frown as the text containing the address pops up and i groan. He then sends another message. FREDERICK: I'm so sorry it's happening this way but you know we can't continue this. It's totally not right. You should know that and help yourself with it. I sigh deeply. He is right. I shake my head and drop my phone. I pick it up back again and immediately type 'okay' before sitting up on the bed. I fold my arms around myself. Well, at least he has made an attempt. Yeah I really need help. I immediately get up from the bed and head towards the bathroom to clean myself up and get ready. This is going to be a very long day. ----------------------------------------------------------------- I walk through the large vast Street where the said therapy hospital is supposed to be, looking around and peering back at my phone screen. It doesn't take long for me to find it since it's been erected at an open visible environment. I take a deep breath as I drop my phone back in my pocket. I adjust my sweater and step into the glamorous building too beautiful to be even called a hospital. After a few minutes with the receptionist, she takes me straight to an office and opens the door urging me in. There is no one else in the room at the moment and I stand unsure of what to do as she goes through some files on the table. She sighs deeply and looks up at me. " Uh ..... have a seat." She says and I sit down on sofa looking around. "I'm so sorry Dr Ariana is not available at the moment. " She says somewhat nervous and I bite my lip nodding slowly. "But we can arrange another therapist for you. " She immediately says and I smile. "Don't worry he will be here in a minute." She adds and my smile disappears from my face. A he? This is absurd. How the hell am I supposed to discuss my s*x addiction freely with a male? I clear my throat and she turns to me. " Sorry but is there not any other female therapists that can help me? " I ask and she looks at me concerned. "I am sorry young lady. All the female staffs have busy schedules at the moment. But I can assure you that doctor Marcus will definitely be worth your time." She says assuringly and I chuckle. "I know that. I am not doubting... it's just... My case is more of a female topic than male. It's something kind of private for females only." I say and she smiles. " I see what you're worried about but it's okay. Doctor Marcus is absolutely an expert in his field. He deals with both males and females, females especially." She says and I sigh. There is no winning this issue. I lean back against my seat and shrug. " Okay then. If you say so. I just feel it will be kind of awkward ...... you know ...." she smiles. "I get it. It will be fine." She says and walks up to the door. "He will be with you shortly. Just relax and take your time." She says and exits while I nod after her. I sigh deeply and fold my arms examining the room before me with a lot of thoughts racing through my mind. This male therapist, is he going to be as trustworthy as she said he is? How the hell am I going to be convenient discussing s*x with the opposite gender? Wouldn't it trigger something that shouldn't happen? All this questions runs through my head just as the door swings open and I turn to behold the most ...... oh my god! He is freaking tall and huge and ...... muscular with those biceps protruding visibly through his fitted lab coat. I gulp as he shut the door with a serious face as if pissed off and then turns to me. He freezes as his gaze meets mine and his eyes go wide as if he can't believe what he is seeing. Good gracious he is cute. A sexy brown skinned mountain of a man as a therapist. I notice his Adam's apple bobble up and down as he examines me and I chuckle nervously. " Hi?" I say and a beautiful sexy smile expands his lips. I chuckle. I don't know why it all looks like I have made his day. Jeez.. why is everything about him so sexy? 'Snap your mind out of it Marilyn. You are here for therapy.' My mind tells me and I blink rapidly. he slowly walks over to his seat in such a domineering, oppressive way that it makes my p***y throb. f**k, I bite my lower lip. He is going to be so good in bed... I shake my head and try my best to look away from him fiddling with my fingers. He chuckles. I can still feel his hot intense gaze on me. " What is your name beauty?" He asks and I blush. "Marilyn ." I reply peering at him and he smiles. I immediately look away from him. Oh bless me heavens. Why is this room filled with air conditioners feeling so hot? Damn..... I need help.
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