The Therapist - Volume 1: Episode 1

Autumn slips into the session like silk on skin. Lena guides her through a steam-filled shower. The water runs hot. Lena’s words grow slow and thick, describing the slide of soap over bare breasts, the ache that builds between parted thighs. Autumn’s breath hitches. Lena watches it. Feels it. Her own pulse thickens. She leans in before the fantasy ends. Fingers find the button of Autumn’s jeans, push inside, find heat that’s already soaked through lace. Lena’s mouth follows. Tongue presses against cotton, then slips beneath. Autumn’s hips jerk. The chair creaks under her grip. Lena holds her open, keeps her steady, sucking soft at first, then harder, drawing low cries that echo against the office walls. She stays dressed. Just her hands and tongue work. Two fingers slip inside, curl, press, and Autumn comes hard, shaking. Lena licks her through it, then does it again. And again. Each wave rolls stronger than the last until Autumn’s legs tremble and her voice breaks into something raw and helpless.