Conquests of Eric Rochet
Copyright© 2004 by Amanda Pierce
Chapter 15
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 15 - The unscrupulous seductions of a conscienceless psychology student.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Incest Humiliation Interracial Oral Sex Anal Sex Pregnancy Exhibitionism Slow
THREE MONTHS LATER
"Your three o'clock is here Doctor," said his receptionist's voice over the intercom.
"Yes, send her in," he replied. Tina, his married receptionist had been an easy lay, but now she was wanting it so often that she was getting to be a pain in the ass. He made a mental note to replace her as soon as possible.
He opened the folder to the case file for his next patient, a Mrs. Dina Mulvey. Her first appointment had been only two weeks ago and while he felt he could have done her during that session, he had decided not to rush it. He currently had sixteen women as patients, all beautiful and of the sixteen only Mrs. Mulvey and a teenager had thus far remained untouched. The others had all submitted to his charm and sex appeal. Most were good screws, he thought, only a couple had proven to be disappointments and they were learning fast under his guided tutelage.
He thought about the teenager, Tina Rhodes. Her damned mother kept coming too and waiting right outside his office. So far he hadn't ben able to make a move, although he had already planted the seeds in the girl's mind which would make her easy pickings once the mother could be kept out of the picture.
Actually she reminded him a bit of Kevin's wife Lana. He smiled as he thought back to the day Kevin came to visit. The idiot should never have shown me her picture, he thought. Kevin, always so naive, had accepted his invitation to dinner and dancing where he had danced only the one dance with her, yet had aroused in her hidden desires so potent, she came to his apartment the following day and within an hour was naked and screaming for more, gasping for breath as he pumped her,.
She had come to his apartment or office every day until leaving to fly back to Chicago. He had toyed with the idea of talking her into leaving Kevin (he knew she would have) but had decided to wait and see what happened between them.
The day before they were to fly back, she had confessed to Kevin, begging his forgiveness. He would, in time, come to forgive her, for he knew Eric's power with women and Lana was a women, just as susceptible to his masculine charms as any other. It was Eric he would never forgive. Eric's jaw still ached occasionally where Kevin had punched him, swearing that one day Eric would receive in full measure what he had coming.
To hell with him, thought Eric. It had been worth the punch to get into Lana's pants. She had been a tight little screw and he had loved the way she whined continually during sex, pleading "No" even as she was spreading her legs for more.
His thoughts came back to the present and Mrs. Mulvey. She reminded him of someone, but he simply couldn't recall a name or face. Oh well, he thought, after a while one hole looks pretty much like another.
He had been looking forward to today's session because it was today that he planned to nail her.
The short haired blonde was shown into his office. She was thinner than he liked, her breasts ample, but her legs had little shape and her hips showed little if any curvature. Yet there was an underlying sexuality to the woman that he liked. Her face was a bit gaunt but still lovely. She was vulnerable, like all the others, a vulnerability he would exploit, but there was something... something about her that made him smile as he was already imagining her naked and mindlessly humping him on the leather couch which had seen so many women defiled since he had started his practice.
"Sit down, Dina."
The woman deposited her handbag on a table, then sat across the desk from him.
"I see you've taken my suggestion about dressing more suitably," he said, smiling.
Since she had confessed to him that she was afraid her husband was losing interest in her sexually, the first thing he had suggested was that she dress in a manner more conducive to attracting a man's attention. She had related that she was only interested in her husband, but Eric had assured her, that the first step was to get his attention. The outfit she wore was certainly intended to attract attention. The spike heel straps wrapped all the way to her thighs. The leather micro mini skirt reached no more than two inches below her thong panties which were plainly visible when she sat. The satin blouse was sheer and her bralessness was quite apparent since her nipples protruded plainly and her breasts bounced freely as she walked.
He was anticipating this latest conquest, his shaft already hard.
"You like the outfit?" she asked. "You don't think it's too much?"
"Not at all. You have a body to be proud of Dina. You should show it off."
"But I'm just not sure he wants me any more."
"What makes you say that?"
"He just doesn't seem interested. He says he's too tired or he's too busy or he doesn't feel well."
"And those sound like excuses?"
"Exactly. And the few times we do make love he... he..."
"What Dina?"
"He doesn't even climax very much anymore. When we were first married it was twice a day and he never failed to... to orgasm. Now I'm lucky if we make love once a month and as often as not he just thrusts a few times, then rolls off, kisses me, turns over and goes to sleep."
"And you think this is your fault?"
"Well, I'm not as young as I used to be. My figure isn't what it once was and..."
"And you're wondering if he still finds you attractive?"
"... Yes."
"I can't imagine him not finding you desirable Dina."
"You really think so?"
"Your face is lovely and your body...
"... is too thin, I know. I've been trying to gain weight but..."
"I was about to say your body is quite alluring."
She turned away, not meeting his eyes.
"You don't know how long it's been since a man said that about me."
"Well, maybe we need to do something about that," he said, rising and walking around the desk, taking her hand and pulling her gently to her feet.
"I want him to want me again, Doctor."
"Ah, ah, it's Eric, remember?"
"Yes... Eric. You are so easy to talk to."
"Well, I would hope so," he said laughing and she too smiled.
"What can I do?" she asked.
"The first thing is to believe in yourself. If you believe you're desirable, you will be."