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I Hardly Know You

I Hardly Know You

by maddisyn
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I hardly know you

Teegan could never have imagined how a property sale would lead to a whirlwind romance, the limelight, a family and a high-profile business. Life couldn't be any better with Craig and their three lovely girls. So why was Teegan unfaithful? Craig wanted Teegan to have counselling, even discovering The Practice. Doctor Love's therapy was as exciting as it was enlightening in answering the question.

I'll make earlier appointments in future. Teegan 😊

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I couldn't keep up the facade, the deceit and betrayal. Sex was mundane and routine and the magic of our first time a fading memory. But I'd hurt Craig enough. It meant nothing and just a whimsical moment was all I offered for my infidelity. Not entirely honest, the person I hardly knew wasn't the only one scratching that itch for a one-night-stand.

For my sins, Craig insisted I had counselling. I was relieved he was so forgiving. It could have been so much worse. We have school-age children, a beautiful home and a successful business that supports a very comfortable lifestyle. I'd been faithful since Craig and I met over 15 years ago. What was I thinking? I must have been crazy. Maybe I did need to see someone.

I was working as a property consultant when I met Craig. He was interested in purchasing a property in Parkville. The prestigious inner suburb had the most sought-after historic homes in the city. It wasn't just Craig's expensive taste in real estate that impressed me. He was handsome with a tall and athletic build. His gorgeous smile and eyes that lit up when he looked at me excited me the most. I was the envy of all the girls back at the office.

I was use to that look back then and enjoyed the attention. My untamed blonde curls, some cleavage and a skirt in high heels certainly helped my sales figures. Now on the wrong side of mid-forties, I recently rediscovered my flair for dressing in something that hardly hides anything and that a mother of three can still turn heads. I'd forgotten how exciting it was.

Craig fell in love with a gorgeous apartment in an old mansion redevelopment on The Avenue. He invited me out for dinner to celebrate purchasing the property. I hardly knew the guy and was hesitant. Socialising with clients wasn't permitted. I couldn't recall Craig mentioning a partner or children was more of a concern. Why else would he be buying a four-bedroom apartment? But I succumbed to that smile and the glint in his eye.

Someone at the office mentioned I'd sold the property to one of our Olympic athletes. Can you imagine my surprise? I had little interest in any type of sports, let alone international swimming. A quick Goggle search discovered Craig had several National titles and even competed at the last Olympics! No wonder he had a body to die for! I was busting to tell the girls he was taking me out for dinner but kept that little secret to myself.

I was amazed to hear Craig was single, more surprising was how we celebrated all night long. The girls would be shocked or maybe envious. The sex was unbridled lust! Hardly promiscuous, it was so unlike me. I'd only had a couple of serious boyfriends and the sex was vanilla flavoured in comparison. One-night-stands really hadn't interest me and I thought that's what it was. I really didn't expect to see Craig again.

Craig had other ideas. I was surprised, even a little embarrassed, when he rang and asked if I'd like to go to the National Swimming Trials to see him compete. One invite led to another and we started dating. I moved into the apartment eight months later. We married the following year and The Avenue eventually became a family home to our gorgeous girls, Olivia, Mia and Ella. I've never even looked at another guy until almost a year ago.

Craig noticed an exclusive medical centre while looking for counselling. The Practice specialised in women's health and relationship guidance. It was also conveniently located on Park Crescent on the other side of the park opposite our apartment. The road is lined with lovely double-story terrace buildings, most converted to professional suites. Our agency handled some rentals when I was working for them but sales rarely came onto the market.

The Practice Manager, Maddisyn, provided me with a tour and explained the facilities and services. The building was beautiful with ornate plaster and woodwork, amazing arches and doorways. Every room was furnished with period furniture and lovely furnishings. The review with Maddisyn was a pleasant distraction from the counselling. I registered as a Guest anticipating The Practice would be much more exciting than your usual medical clinic.

I checked my emails and organiser but there was nothing that needed attention. We started a sports agent business from home when Craig retired from swimming. He manages professional athletes and I look after the office side of things. Craig was interstate on another business trip and school pick-up wasn't until later in the afternoon. Today's counselling really was the highlight of my day. I just moped around the apartment filling in several hours until getting ready for the appointment.

I excitedly searched through the walk-in robe for something special to wear. I soon realised The Practice was that sort of place. I selected a lovely button-down blouse and a mid-thigh skirt with a matching jacket and smiled at my reflection in the mirror. I did my hair and makeup and left the apartment for the short walk through the park to The Practice.

There was a spring in my step, high-heels striking the footpath that roamed through the beautiful gardens. I loved the exclusiveness of The Practice, getting dressed up and being treated as a Guest rather than a patient. I smiled to myself recalling meeting Doctor Love. A charming older man with a gorgeous smile, handsome for his age and exquisitely dressed in a tailored three-piece suite. There was an instant attraction.

I entered the wrought iron gate and rang the bell on the large stained-glass door. 'Hello Teegan,' Maddisyn's infectious smile greeting me. 'How was your walk?'

Maddisyn had become more like a friend and wonderful at turning an appointment into a lovely visit. The tall and attractive brunette would be mid-20s, just a little younger than when I met Craig, and with loosely curled hair cascading to her shoulders. She reminds me of what I was like at her age.

'Lovely, thank you,' I smiled as we made our way into the Sitting Room. 'I really should walk more and help fill in the days.'

I fell in love with the room as soon as I saw it during the review. It was certainly a woman's room with pastel colours, soft cushions and velvet drapes framing the bay window that was filled with fine lace. A pretty chandelier hung from a colourfully decorated ceiling rosette and lovely table lamps added to the cosy atmosphere. The Sitting Room was among the many things I loved about The Practice.

I sat on one of the matching couches in front of the white marble fireplace. 'Would you like any refreshments?' Maddisyn offered as I melted into the luxurious fabric.

'The Pino Grigio I had last time was lovely,' I grinned appreciatively.

Maddisyn soon returned with a selection of cheese and fruit. 'I thought you might like something with the drink,' she smiled placing the silver tray on the coffee table.

'Thank you. It looks lovely!' I said a little excitedly, enjoying the pampering.

I began reflecting on the counselling as I relaxed with my wine and soaked up the ambience. The three sessions have been wonderful, liberating me of the emotional burden of my infidelity. I'm surprised how easy it was discussing the affairs. Even a little arousing as we explored my craving for sex with someone I hardly knew. It's amazing what intimate details you're prepared to reveal when lost in your therapist's dreamy blue eyes. I'm sure Craig never imagined I'd enjoy counselling so much!

I stood to catch Maddisyn's attention as she sat at her desk. 'I'm going to get ready.'

'Would you like help with your makeup and hair?' Maddisyn kindly offered.

Madisyn always asks but, on this occasion, I couldn't resist the indulgence. 'Thank you. I want to look my best for Doctor Love,' I grinned a little suggestively.

'I wish I had a dollar for every time I've heard that,' she chuckled knowingly.

The Guest Lounge is lovely for getting ready for a session. An antique white dressing table with an ornate mirror has a selection of perfumes and cosmetics. There's even a gorgeous spa in a wrap-around window with a stunning private garden view.

I sat at the dressing table and Maddisyn started on my makeup. 'Isn't it silly wanting to look good to see your doctor?' I smiled, enjoying the attention.

'Doctor Love's certainly popular with the laaadieees,' Maddisyn replied, the extended word and raised eyebrows causing me to giggle.

Maddisyn's normally innocent demeanour was almost angelic. Her suggestive humour surprised me. 'And he likes the company of younger women. I've noticed his roaming eye,' I grinned.

A smile filled Maddisyn's face as she lowered her gaze. 'I'm not surprised with those legs in heels,' she teased.

'Maddisyn!' I exclaimed jovially.

'You love it,' she smirked before going behind me to do my hair.

I was enjoying Maddisyn's new found playfulness. 'Okay, the thought had crossed my mind when I chose the skirt,' I confessed to her reflection. 'What about you and the silver fox?'

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'Doctor Love?' Maddisyn softly laughed. 'He's a confirmed bachelor and I play for the other side.'

A stunned silence filled the room. 'No wonder you noticed my leeegsss,' I laughed, making fun of Maddisyn's revelation.

Maddisyn's exaggerated eyeroll was her only reply. 'It's just as well he's my doctor and I'm married,' I chuckled and then realising it had stopped me before.

'Maybe he'll prescribe sexual therapy,' Maddisyn continued joking and causing us to giggle like teenagers.

I gazed at Madisyn's reflection as she brushed my hair. Her youthful and unblemished skin required only a hint of makeup. Her eyes sparked beneath feather like lashes and perfectly sculpture eyebrows. I was drawn to Maddisyn's soft and glossy lips that curled to a cute smile and found myself imagining what it would be like kissing her.

I'd only really known one gay woman and Gabby was boyish in comparison. We were inseparable all through school but there wasn't anything more than innocent hugs and kisses between girlfriends. I discovered boys and Gabby discovered the Army Cadets. We lost touch after she joined the Regular Army.

Maddisyn finally applied some hairspray. 'What do you think?' Interrupting my pensive reflection.

'You have made me beautiful,' I grinned.

'Wasn't too difficult,' Maddisyn cheekily grinned back.

'I'm not a pretty young girl like you anymore,' I replied, Maddisyn smiling with the compliment.

Maddisyn reached over my shoulder and released another button of my blouse, revealing more than a hint of cleavage. 'Doctor Love obvious thinks you're pretty,' she smiled at my shocked reflection.

'Maddisyn, you're wicked!' I shrieked jokingly.

'There's a perfume named Wicked. Another Guest drops it off. It would suit you,' Maddisyn suggested a little cheekily before leaving for the Sitting Room.

'Oh Maddisyn,' I called out. 'Thanks again. It was fun,' I grinned at her paused at the door.

'My pleasure. Enjoy your therapy,' she replied and her smile turning a couple of shades naughty.

I looked through the perfumes. 'How appropriate?' I thought to myself as I dabbed some Wicked behind each ear. The fun with Maddisyn and innuendos about a patient and doctor affair had me in a frisky mood, even a little aroused as I applied the perfume to my cleavage.

I left by the side door and made my way down the passageway to the back of the building. The consulting suite is as lovely as the other rooms with its high ornate ceilings, decorative cornices and a wonderful chandelier. Several pieces of comfortable period furniture and table lamps added to the intimate atmosphere. I took a deep breath and smoothed my hair before knocking and opening the door.

Doctor Love was on one of the couches in front of the white marble fireplace. 'Hello Teegan,' he smiled, the glint in his eye making the skin of my neck bristle. 'That outfit looks lovely on you,' he added, standing and directing me to the couch opposite.

My nipples tightened as his appraising eyes took in more than my clothing. 'Thank you. You're such a charmer, Doctor Love,' I purred as I sat and crossed my legs.

Doctor Love's gaze over my toned thighs felt as arousing as any caress. 'Your perfume is my favourite,' he smiled. My heart missed a beat.

Of course, Maddisyn would have known. 'Maddisyn's suggestion,' I smiled back.

'How has your day been so far?' He commenced.

'The usual,' I sighed. 'School drop-off and pick-up later. There wasn't much work to do for Craig. Had some fun with Maddisyn though. She likes my legs in this skirt,' I added flirtingly.

'You know, you haven't really told me what your work involves,' Doctor Love sidestepped where the conversation might have headed.

'Making Craig's appointments, arranging his business trips, the financial accounts, correspondence, typing contracts. Just routine stuff,' I explained.

'Must keep you busy,' he observed.

'Not really, particularly now that all the girls are at school,' I answered.

Doctor Love's eyes narrowed thoughtfully before continuing. 'Ella is the youngest, isn't she?'

I sighed a little reflectively. 'That's right. She started school last year,' I confirmed.

'Tell me how you started meeting other men,' Doctor Love continued.

'I had some time on my hands and went for a coffee on Queens Parade. There was this cute guy and we started talking, innocent flirting I thought at first,' I commenced.

'How long ago was this?' Doctor Love prompted.

I thought about it for a moment. 'About 10 months ago,' I replied.

'Was he the first...?' Doctor Love continued prompting.

'No,' I laughed, almost to myself. 'I finished my coffee and left.'

We discussed how I felt about being hit on, Doctor Love guiding me through a range of emotions. The initial shock soon subsided as I walked back to the apartment. I felt flattered at the attention. Then guilt set in. I was married and a mother. It was wrong for so many reasons. But surprisingly, I became aroused enjoying a fantasy about what may have unfolded with someone I hardly knew. Just like it did with Craig.

'I was wishing I'd stayed longer by the time I got home,' I grinned light-heartedly.

'So, what did you do?' Doctor Love continued.

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I mentioned I must have spent ages at Queens Parade. 'Searching is as much a thrill as the sex,' I added leaning into the conversation.

Doctor Love flashed me another gorgeous smile and my pussy moistened as he gazed at the opening of my blouse. 'Dressing to attract attention?' he finally asked.

'They remind me I still have what men want,' I grinned alluringly.

'Maddisyn also noticed,' he added.

'And you haven't?' I teased, eyeing a bulge down his inside leg.

I felt the lovely moistness, swelling and wanting between my legs as his eyes took advantage of the license to roam. 'You're in a playful mood,' he eventually smiled.

A slow and deep breath silently filled my lungs. 'So was Maddisyn. Maybe it's infectious,' I laughed, exhaling the sexual tension.

Doctor Love is so easy to talk and joke with. The inappropriate discussions another of the things I enjoy about our sessions. We just seem to have connected, unlike any doctor and patient relationship I've had before. Sometimes I forget he's my therapist. I'm sure Doctor Love enjoys our naughty fun as much as me, much more than we really should.

'What about the others?' He continued.

'You'll be surprised what you can pick up browsing the shops in something short or body-hugging,' I grinned while twirling strands of blonde hair around my fingers.

Doctor Love flashed me another gorgeous smile. 'Anyone in particular?' He asked.

'Handsome and athletic looking. Whoever takes my fancy, young or... older,' I answered with a thinly veiled hint.

Doctor Love could have been one of those guys if we'd meet. I felt my panties dampen as I imagined his lean and toned body hidden under his finely tailored three-piece suite. I recrossed my legs and squeezed them together, drawing a deep and slow breath as my doctor's eyes swept over my thigh.

Doctor Love lifted his gaze. 'Meeting Craig must have been exciting,' he probed some more.

'Discovering he was a professional athlete was a thrill. I enjoyed being a WAG,' I softly laughed, reflectively.

Doctor Love appeared a little bemused. 'WAG?' He quizzed.

'Wives and girlfriends, partnering Craig at sporting events and social functions,' I explained.

'That first evening with Craig must have been a surprise?' Doctor Love pressed.

The memories lit up my face. 'I'd never had sex on a first date,' I grinned.

'More enjoyable than on other occasions?' he astutely nudged.

'Gold medal performance,' I simply replied but unable to prevent a teasing grin playing on my lips. 'I think that's when I got the taste for it.'

We discussed my new found craving for sex with someone I'd only just met. It's not just physical. There's the thrill of sex with someone I hardly knew, different experiences and trying things I'd never done before. There weren't any awkward or embarrassing moments with Doctor Love no matter how intimate our discussions. Actually, sharing what turns me on under his warm and sensual gaze was a surprising turn on.

'How enjoyable is the sex with the guys you meet?' Doctor Love probed.

The devilish smile that filled my face was answer enough. The salacious discussion was playing havoc with my emotions and I secretly sighed, wishing there was such a thing as sexual therapy.

My pulse raced under his blatant assessing gaze. 'Yes, I can imagine,' he smiled, the inappropriateness caressing my obvious arousal.

I moistened my lips. 'I don't suppose you provide sexual therapy?' I joked and not really expecting an answer.

There was that gorgeous smile again. 'I was going to recommend a session,' he replied.

I swallowed a knot of lust. 'Sex with you?' I clarified a little too eagerly.

'The sexual therapy will give me some perspective,' he responded without the slightest hint of anything illicit.

My eyes widened as Maddisyn's joke unravelled. 'I hardly know you,' the words sending a ripple down my spine as they rolled off the tongue.

'That's the point,' he replied and flashing me another smile. 'Guests find the therapy helpful,' he added reassuringly.

It was difficult concealing my excitement as Doctor Love provided a rational explanation for the treatment. It was so sincere, so natural and plausible. But I wasn't really listening. Not because it was so very wrong. That just added to the thrill. 'How could it be cheating if it's recommended by my therapist?' I kept reassuring myself.

I really didn't need convincing. 'Maddisyn mentioned sexual therapy but I thought nothing more of it,' I smiled candidly.

A faint grin played on my doctor's lips with the acceptance before he provided another surprise. 'Guests have found her participation helpful.'

The revelation rekindled my girl-on-girl curiosity about Maddisyn. 'I've never been with a woman. Maybe another interesting perspective?' I ventured.

Doctor Love seemed lost in thought for a moment. 'Perhaps. We'll see,' he finally answered before going to the phone on his antique desk.

'Please secure the front door, Maddisyn,' he instructed before turning to hold my gaze. 'I need your assistance with a little bi-sexual curiosity,' he mentioned before ending the call.

Doctor Love must have read my mind as I glanced around. 'There's a bedroom off the suite,' answering my pondering and taking my hand to lead me through an ornate plaster archway.

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