Chapter 18 - my session at the counsellor.
As the afternoon approached Yana and I had a soak in the spa. Talked about the events that had transpired so far now that Yana had settled down. Had lunch and then at about three o'clock I got ready to see Mrs. Edwards.
"Do you want me to come too?" Yana asked.
"No, I should be okay, I don't even know what I'm seeing her about. But it's at her home not at school. Apparently, she's seeing me off the books as a Favor to mum. So, I'll go by myself." I replied.
Yana was a bit upset. But I figured we can go places by ourselves.
At around half past three I left for Mrs. Edwards' place. It took about twenty minutes to get there. I found the place and parked outside. It was a big place on the hill. I waited in the car for about five minutes. Just wondering what mum hoped to achieve.
Then I got out walked the few meters to her door, climbed the two or three steps to her front door and rung the buzzer.
I waited a few minutes as she came to the door. I could hear the 'clop, clop, clop of high heels coming down a wooden floor. The front door slowly opened. I looked up and standing just inside the door frame on the top step was Mrs. Edwards.
"Hello, Mrs. Edwards, I'm Jason, you're expecting me." I said.
Mrs. Edwards was standing there. In a grey suit. With a short jacket done up with one button just underneath her ample boobs. The skirt was a straight cut skirt that finished just short of her knees. She had black stockings, black heels. A white blouse underneath the jacket. The blouse was done up but was low cut and her ample cleavage was visible. She had her dark hair up in a bun. A pair of wire framed glasses, A gold chain with a pearl pendant around her neck and pearl earrings finished her look.
She looked at me and said.
"Yes, hello Jason, Your mother Anne rang me, about something. And I have agreed to see you as a favor. Now do come in please." She said.
I came in through the front door. There was a long corridor with about three doors on each side. A stairway was at the other end. I followed her through to the last door on the left. My eyes watched her behind as I followed her down. We turned into the last door on the left. I entered a room which was obviously a bedroom that had been turned into an office. It was light green in color with dark color carpet. A large window was on one wall. Beside the door was a large leather armchair. On the other wall to the left of the door was a large two-seater leather couch. Both the chair and couch were in black leather. Opposite the couch was a large desk. And opposite the door under the window was a large but narrow table. With various things on it. Like tissues, a pitcher of water and two glasses. And a small whiteboard.
Behind the desk on the wall were degrees and diplomas from various universities. All with Mrs. Edwards name on. One of them was a PhD.
She gestured for me to sit on the couch. She picked up a notebook and pencil off the desk and then sat down in the armchair. Crossing her legs after she sat down. Right leg on top of her left leg. As she crossed her legs her skirt rode up her leg further. I had quite a clear view of her thighs but tried to put it out of my mind. She started the session.
"Okay Jason, or shall I call you Jay?" she said.
"I prefer Jay, people only call me Jason when I'm in trouble." I answered.
"Okay, well my name is Brandi, and I have multiple qualifications including two PhD's in psychology, psychotherapy including in adolescent psychology, relationship counselling and sexual counselling. Okay Jay, your mother rang me because you have problems with your sexuality. And have got a girl pregnant, I understand. Although I have to confess most people I talk to and try to console about pregnancies are girls." She said.
"Well, I have no problem with sexuality, it's just that I prefer the older woman. And as far as getting a girl pregnant she's 29 and There is still a 50/50 chance that it's mine." I answered.
"Ok, now before we proceed any further, I have to make you aware that what is said in this room is between you and me. As this is unofficial the school doesn't know neither does the ministry of education. I won't even tell your mother, unless you say so. Okay?", she said.
"Yes, it's okay." I answered.
"Right shall we begin? What is it that makes you prefer the 'older woman' what sort of ages are we talking about? And any other sexual situations or fetishes that make you turned on?" Mrs. Edwards asked.
"Well, Mrs. Edwards." I answered.
"Please call me Brandi." She answered.
"Ok Brandi. I'm drawn to the older woman, because I feel more intune with them, and I appreciate their experience. I suppose. Also, they seem to be more affectionate and loving when we fuck. Girls my own age seem to cum too fast and then just nod off." I answered.
"So, you appreciate their age and experience?" Brandi asked.
"In short, Yes." I answered.
"And the ages of these women you're attracted to? What are we talking about? MILFs, matures or grannies?" Brandi asked.
"Milfs and matures definitely, Grannies no." I answered.
"So, you would agree to say women thirty through to fifty?" Brandi enquired.
"yeah, give or take a few years." I agreed.
"Ok and is there anything that these older women have that the younger girls don't?" Brandi asked.
I looked at the wall behind her, trying not to look at her body which was turning me on.
"Ah I prefer that in general they have larger and more natural tits, they seem more adventurous in bed and One thing I really like is they have pussy hair." I responded.
"So, you like boobs and are attracted to pubic hair?" Brandi clarified.
"In a word yes." I answered.
"Is there any other part of the female anatomy you find attractive?" Brandi asked.
"Ah, I like long hair. I suppose." I answered.
"So pubic hair, boobs, and long hair?" Brandi asked.
"Yeah." I answered.
"Anything else about these older women that particularly turns you on? You mentioned being more adventurous for example." Brandi said.
"Yes, they are more adventurous." I said.
"In what way is there anything they do for you than younger girls don't, or won't do that particularly turns you on?" Brandi asked.
"Hmm,I find MILFs can I call them MILFs? " I said.
"Please call them MILFs whatever you want to call them is fine by me. You cannot and will not offend me." Brandi replied.
"Well in comparison to the younger ones MILFs generally suck without a condom and are open to rimming and tea bagging. In my experience. The younger ones won't even think about a blowjob without a condom or rim or suck my balls." I answered.
"Hmm-mmm, go on anything else?" Brandi said.
"Not that comes to mind." I answered.
"Now I have heard that some of the boys at your school call you 'sub' why is that?" Brandi asked.
"Ah sub now that is a nickname I can't stand." I answered.
"Yes, what is the meaning behind it?" Brandi asked.
" Well, it's because of my big Cock, Brandi." I blatantly answered.
"Big when you say big. How big are we talking?" Brandi politely asked.