"So, Brandon do you want to start?" Doctor Michaels asked.
I was 21 as was my girlfriend. I still lived at home just to be there for my mom after dad died. I should have moved out, but my mom guilted me into staying. Needless to say, there were issues.
"Well, Kay it's like this," I started. She said we could call her Kay. She was a relaxed therapist with "unusual" methods.
"My mom, Tracy and my girlfriend Sasha don't get along," I explained.
"And why do you think that is?"
"I don't know, you'd have to ask them."
"Sasha? Tracy? Any thoughts?" Kay asked.
"Why'd you start with her?" Tracy asked. "I'm his mother."
"I was just asking both of you. It wasn't a preference."
"I've tried to get along with her from the start. I even invited..." Sasha said but was interrupted.
"Shut up I was talking!" Tracy shouted.
"Okay, I think I see the problem here," Kay said, trying to calm both women down.
"See why I contacted you?" I asked Kay.
Kay was very pretty. She had a round face, short blonde hair, blue eyes and what looked like huge boobs under her shirt. She also had a small stud in the side of her nose. That's not really my thing, but if she liked it who was I to argue?
"Tracy, what's the real issue?" Kay asked.
"She a gold digger. My husband left me a bundle when he died and although he doesn't have to work, Brandon has his own business, even though he'll receive a nice inheritance in a few weeks and everyone knowns, and this slut came crawling out of the woodwork to trap my son and steal his money," Tracy ranted.
"Sasha, what do you do for work?"
Sasha smiled and replied, "I have several small businesses of my own plus I have two very popular and successful social media platforms. I don't need Brandon's money."
"Well, I didn't know that," Tracy admitted.
"Because you never give any of my girlfriends a chance," Brandon complained.
"Tracy what's the real issue?" Kay asked.
Tracy broke down crying now. "I don't want to lose my son. She'll take him away and I'll never see him again," Tracy sobbed.
"Tracy, I'd never do that," Sasha said.
"Why don't the two of you give each other a hug," Kay suggested.
Sasha and Tracy embraced.
This is amazing. His mom never hugged any of his girlfriends. He might have to give Kay a tip. She was great.
"There, does everyone feel better?" Kay asked after the women settled down.
Both women nodded.
"Now here's where my unconventional ways kick in. Sasha why don't you show me and Tracy how much you love Brandon," Kay said.
We all looked at her confused.
"Just pretend we aren't here, and you and Brandon are alone in his room,"
Sasha and I started kissing. It felt weird to do it in front of my mom and a stranger, but I was willing to do anything to resolve these issues.
"Now take his shirt off," Kay suggested.
Sasha took my shirt off.
I looked over at Kay and my mom. Both women's nipples were hard. Were they getting turned on watching me and my girlfriend make out?
Sasha leaned down to lick and suck on my nipples. She knew this really turned me on. I'm not sure about other guys, but I really liked this. I felt my cock growing hard in my jeans.
After a few minutes I pushed Sasha away. My cock was really hard and I'm sure the other's noticed it. I was getting embarrassed.
"No don't stop. Trust me, Brandon. Although odd, my methods work every time. This will bring the three of you so much closer," Kay said.
"Yeah, I'm not sure about this," Tracy said.
"Trust me. This will help. Sasha what would you normally do next?"
"Usually by now he's rock hard, and I'd take off the rest of his clothes and suck his cock before we fucked," Sasha replied.
Kay then surprised me by reaching over and grabbing my crotch. "Yep, he's definitely hard. Wouldn't you agree, Tracy?"
Just then my mom reached out and touched my crotch. She rubbed her hand up and down my hard dick.
"Feels hard to me," Mom said.