Tension at Therapy

"I actually have very good news today and I feel like I should be thanking you, Ms. Hayes." Matt said with a smile as he crossed his legs on the couch.

"First of all, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Olivia? Secondly, I am sure that you did it much more on your own than from me." Olivia smirked slightly and leaned forward putting her pen down on her legal pad and put her hands on her knees through her long black skirt. "But I'm dying to hear what it is!"

Matt looked around the room playing coy, as he built the anticipation of the news. "I got the raise!"

Olivia shouted, "Yayy!" as she jumped up from her seat and bolted to Matt in her low heels. Matt stood up to meet her and the two embraced in the middle of the room. The hug lingered for a second longer than normal, both of them not wanting to be the first to let go.

After they parted, they both sat back down in their respective places. Olivia now wore a full smile in genuine happiness for Matt. "That's so awesome Matthew. I am just so proud of you." She leaned back in her chair, "You really put the work in and I can't think of anyone who deserves something good like that, more than you."

Matthew chuckled and said, "Well I think you would be the only person who deserved it more. Considering it was YOU who helped me in the first place!" He put his hand up before Olivia could respond, "And before you start to water down what you've done for me and how it was 'really all me.' I just want to thank you for all that you have done for me. Our sessions have really given me a new perspective and I genuinely believe that is why I am succeeding now, mostly because of you Misst-." Matthew coughed over his words. "Because of you Olivia."

Olivia felt her heart beating faster, whether it was from his praise, his command of her with his hand, her name, or a combination of all three. Matthew was looking into her eyes intensely with gratitude as if he was looking right through her. Olivia felt like he was undressing her with his eyes and felt a growing warmth in her stomach. She broke their eye contact for a second to regain her thoughts. "Thank you Matthew, that's very kind of you. From where you were when you first came in, to where you are now..." she adjusted her glasses on her nose, "...I'm just.. I'm just so happy for you, truly."

Olivia's mind drifted back to when Matthew had first walked into her office.

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It was around 6 months ago toward the end of winter. Olivia had recently gone through a breakup about a week to Matt's first appointment. So close to their appointment, in fact, that she almost cancelled and referred him to another therapist but she knew she shouldn't pawn him off for such an arbitrary reason.

The day of the appointment came quickly. Olivia checked her watch and sighed, Matt could arrive at any moment. Preparing herself for his arrival she picked up his file and read it again:

Matthew Jones, 29 years old

6'1", dark brown hair, blue eyes, average physique

Presents with mild depressive symptoms and a general lack of motivation

Seeing these listed off Olivia formed an image in her mind of what he looked like. She also made an assumption of what his personality was. Her mind conjured up Matt had all the same hobbies as her recent ex and was just like him. A tinge of sadness and anger started to rumble in her chest as she felt lonely.

Knock Knock

The knocking at the door brought Olivia back to reality. "It's open!" she yelled, standing in preparation to meet her new patient.

Matthew opened the door and walked in with a soft smile and immediately the first feature Olivia noticed was his deep blue eyes. She walked over to meet him at the door, extending her hand and said, "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Ms. Hayes but you can call me Olivia." Flashing a smile and examining his facial features

"Nice to meet you Ms. Hayes, I'm Matthew but you can call me Matt." He responded as he met her hand and enveloped it completely. His hand was powerful but soft and had a reaction from Olivia that she tried to conceal.

He was dressed simply but well; bearing a nice gray shirt and some slacks. He wore an older classic watch with a leather band and white sneakers.

"Let's sit and you can tell me a bit about yourself. Just take a seat on the couch there." Olivia said with a gesture to the couch and a smile. She moved out of the way letting Matthew sit first.

Matthew moved past her as she got a whiff of his intoxicating smell. A mix of cologne and his natural musk, the perfect combination invaded Olivia's nostrils. Her heart started to pump faster as her legs involuntarily shifted.

As Matt sat, Olivia sauntered over to her seat. She sat down smiling and gazing into his gorgeous eyes. The file had been an accurate description as a list but made no mention of his smooth movements, his smell, his gorgeous smile, his husky voice, his massive hands... especially those hands. Her mind created the image of them enveloping her, touching and grabbing her everywear. Her pussy wettened at the thought.

"So I am not really sure how to start this. I have never done this before. You know... therapy." Matthew said bluntly, breaking Olivia from her lustful spell.

"Well..." Olivia cleared her throat, "really this is for you to talk about anything you might want to talk about. Why don't you first start by telling me a bit about yourself."

Olivia listened as Matt talked about his life and some of the struggles he faced on a day-to-day basis. He had a very eloquent way of speaking which was a welcome surprise. She loved the way that he described things in his life; his clear love for his family, his disdain for his job, his average day, everything. Along with his eloquent descriptions, his voice and its low tone made Olivia hang on every word he said.

She nodded as she listened, chiming in when appropriate. The session flew by both of them eager to continue, already going 10 minutes over time. Matt finished his story and Olvia checked her watch. She touched and adjusted her brown hair in her bun and stood.

"I'm afraid that's our time today but I hope you enjoyed today's appointment and will want to schedule another soon!" She said with a smile.

Matt stood and grinned back at the 5'4" therapist, "Yes I definitely want to do this again. Very soon."

"Great, we will get you scheduled." Olivia said as he turned to the door her hand resting on his back to guide him to the exit. She could feel his back muscles as they moved, her heart jumping in her chest as she pictured touching more than just his back.

The pair reached the door but before reaching out to open it, Matt turned around and looked into Olivia's eyes. There was less than a foot separating them. Olivia felt his warm breath on her and met his blue eyes. Even in her heels he was still towering over her.

He reached out his arm and laid his powerful hand on her shoulder making Olivia melt into his grip. Her heart fluttered and felt her panties moistened. Matt had a ravenous look in his eyes making Olivia wonder if he was going to take here and now. His hand squeezed shoulder again and she realized how bad she wanted it. Time stood still as they looked into each other's eyes.

"Thank you for listening to me, I really appreciate it." Matt said earnestly as his hand dropped back to his side.

His touch and breath made her speechless as she struggled to find the words she was looking for. "Ye- Yeah, of course." she managed quietly with a small chuckle. "We are here to help!"

Matt smiled in response and grabbed the door handle and left.

Olivia shut the door and put her back against it, slinking down to the floor. She let out a deep breath. "Holy fuck!" she yelled in her now empty office.

Ever since that appointment she had looked forward to Matt's biweekly appearances. None had been nearly as eventful but she still tried to get close and touch him when she could.

Often when she masturbated the image of Matt came up. Sometimes she shook them away to try and retain some professionalism. More often she invited them in, imagining his body pressed against hers, whispering in her ear, kissing and biting, grinding his cock into her. The guilt of him being a patient doubled the pleasure as she often pictured what his lips felt like, what his fingers felt like inside her, how he tasted. She had started to dress more revealingly on the days she had appointments with Matt, not teasing him but adding to her own fantasy that she acted out in the privacy of her bedroom.

Olivia knew she could never have him and it made it so much hotter.

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Olivia awoke from her day dream as Matt had finished thanking her and began to talk about some of his other struggles.