Evelyn, Therapeutic Walk of Shame

By Priscilla Laster

I was introduced to an unbelievably HOT therapists named Evelyn by my good friend Julie. Julie always helped me through tough times. She's always wanted to help, but got-damn!!! I owe Julie –- BIG TIME. A hot sex therapist?... Evelyn was everything any man needed. She was definitely everything I fuckin’ wanted.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Priscilla Laster
• Release date: Jun 29, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310977251

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Evelyn

Therapeutic Walk of Shame

by: Priscilla Laster

Introduction:

I was introduced to an unbelievably HOT therapists named Evelyn by my good friend Julie. Julie always helped me through tough times. She's always wanted to help, but got-damn!!! I owe Julie –- BIG TIME. A hot sex therapist?... Evelyn was everything any man needed. She was definitely everything I fuckin’ wanted.

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Chapter 1

I was introduced to Evelyn by my good friend Julie. Julie had helped me through some tough times, so to speak, and was always friendly and wanting to help. Julie wasn't knock out gorgeous. She was petite and slightly pudgy. Not fat (mind you), but she looked descent despite carrying a little extra here and there. She has curly blonde hair that flows freely down her back and has beautiful brown eyes, nice lips and of course a wonderful rack and booty. She was part Italian. In the summer months, her skin glowed bright and resisted being tanned by the sun, but it was absolutely gorgeous skin. Anyway, Julie felt that I needed to see her read-headed friend Evelyn, who was a therapist. I can still remember the day Julie recommend that I should see her.

What, you think I have a screw loose. I protested.

Julie just gave me a friendly smile, her hefty breasts heaving.

No Brian, just Evelyn is a specialist who may be able to help you. She is very good at what she does and she has helped a few of my other friends.

I looked down at myself, and then back up at Julie.

Any of your other friends have my problem. I sarcastically replied.

I wish, Julie started. ….no she helps people who have trouble, with…. Well you know…. Sex.

Wanna' announce it louder. I protested indignantly.

Again Julie gave me that pleasant 'it's OK' smile.

No it's not like that at all, besides I told her about you and she really wants to meet you.

'Nice' I thought thinking of how well that worked for me in the past. Julie continued.

Look you do not have to see her if you don't want to, but I think she can really help you. Everything is private, you meet in her office and she will talk with you. Maybe she can help you relax and enjoy yourself some more.

Fine. I proclaimed as Julie handed me Evelyn's business card.

She is expecting you tomorrow at five, it's after her normal office hours since you're a special case. Julie proclaimed.

A special case. (again) I stated with indignation.

At first I really thought about just blowing off the appointment that my 'friend' set me up for, but I just could not do that to Julie. As much as I hated seeing a 'specialist' I did not want to hurt Julie's feelings by standing up her friend. I also considered just calling Evelyn and cancelling, I'm sure that as a specialist she gets that all of the time. As one day rolled into the next, I ended up not cancelling and it was now hours from the appointment. Fidgeting back and forth I finally went downstairs, hopped into my Jeep and drove to the address provided by Julie. I was glad that I left a few minutes early as the address was difficult to find. I was expecting an office with some sort of sign, 'Head Shrink Inc'. On the second lap around the block I found the address and pulled into the parking lot. Stepping out of my Jeep, ah summer no doors, I looked around for Suite B. I soon found it and walked into the building. On the outside of the door was just Evelyn's name, no therapy, head shirker, or voodoo witch title or moniker. Discretion was defiantly her forte. The office was cozy with a few plants, some seating and a table with a few magazines but what surprised me the most was the lack of a receptionist.

I called out. Anyone here?

I was rewarded with a sweet voice.

Be with you in a moment.

I sat down and decided to peruse the magazine. …A chic read, chic read, nah. Damn! Another chic read. Ok, defiantly not set up for a dude I mean no car, fish, bike or 4x4 magazines, what the hell. Soon I was rewarded with my first sight of Evelyn and I tell you she was one of those gals you just took in. She had curly bleach blonde hair that fell in large ringlets, the biggest sparkling hazel dark eyes, framed on a magnificent oval face with a dusting of freckles. She had on a white silk blouse with a black knee length skirt and a nice set of black strappy type heels. Her legs were covered in a nude colored hose and despite her somewhat demure size had a decent pair of tits. She seemed to just glide on those heels as she approached with one of those yellow legal pads in the crook of her left arm and a reassuring smile on her face.

You must be Brian my five o'clock. she kindheartedly remarked.

I really don't remember but I am fairly sure that I replied to her breasts.

Yeh, I'm Brian… You must be Evelyn, Julie's friend.

By this time, I knew I was looking at her, because I saw a little crook in her eyebrow as she stated.

Yes I am. Julie has told me so much about you.

Really.

Yes. Evelyn continued.

I knew Julie back in the day and she and I spoke quite a few times. When Julie met you she came to me.

'Nice' I thought, 'reputation precedes me despite being out of College'. I mean I thought I left all that nonsense behind. I could only choke out.

Yeah…. Well…. Julie has been very nice to me, helping me along. Evelyn smiled kindly.

How about we go to my office.

Her office was a little more inviting than the waiting room with big overstuffed chairs, a sofa that just invited you to plop down and watch some football, and