It has been two weeks since I had last seen Michael. I had to cancel my appointment last week and reschedule because we were low on staff. A lot of people were out sick with the flu, so I had to stay and help. Which wasn't an issue.

Honestly, I am glad that I had to cancel, considering what happened last time. I don't even know how to face Michael. What we did was wrong and very unprofessional. It could never happen again. We need to strictly keep it professional. I just hope that he agrees with me when I tell him that we need to keep it client and therapist.

Although, Michael made me feel things that I have never experienced before. Not even when I was married did I feel those types of feelings. I can't even explain the feelings.

I was waiting outside of Michael's door with lots of anticipation and nervousness. This is the first time I will be seeing him since we had sex. My leg started bouncing rapidly just waiting for him to open the door.

After, a couple of minutes his door opened. There he stood with a grayish black button down shirt on that was tucked into his pants. His hair was down this time and I so badly just want to run my fingers through his curls that looked so soft.

Michael motioned for me to come in to his office. I walked past him sitting down on the couch. The famous couch where we fucked. All of the memories started replaying in my head. How Michael caressed my body, how amazing he made me feel, how he penetrated my body. Fuck, I have to stop.

"It is good to see you. I thought you weren't going to come back." Michael started, sitting down in his chair.

"Why would you think such a thing?"

"You canceled your appointment last week."

"I had to. We were short staffed and I couldn't leave."

"Okay, then. Well, how are things going? Anything new? Any changes?"

"I finally reached out to my mom."

"Oh? How did that go?"

"It went well.. I didn't know what to exactly say to her because it has been so long since I have last spoken to her."

"Reaching out is the first step. The next step is to maybe meet her for lunch or something."

"I don't know if she would want to do that. I abandoned my family for 5 years for some guy. My siblings probably don't want anything to do with me either. Honestly, I don't blame them."

"You will have to just take things slow, Marleigh. Rekindle, your relationship with your mom first and then the rest will fall into place."

"Well, my mom just told me that my baby sister is graduating high school."

"That's good. That is showing signs of trust. She is telling you important things already. How many siblings do you have?"

"I have three siblings. I am the oldest."

"Have you always been close to them growing up?"

"Oh yeah, we were inseparable. It killed me when I had to stop communicating with them. I know it damaged them too."

"I guarantee that they will be happy to hear from you and see you. You just have to have patience with them and don't expect everything to go back to how it was 5 years ago. You'll have to work on that connection and bond again. And don't get upset if they don't want anything to do with you at first. You just have to understand their perspective of it all."

"I know it's going to take some time. I just don't want them hating me anymore than they already do. Trying to come back into their lives thinking everything is okay when it isn't."

"Those are things that you four will have to discuss amongst each other. It will take time and it will be a process. But eventually, everything will turn out fine. Like I said, invite your mom out for lunch, rekindle your relationship with her first and then everything else will fall into place."

"I will have to see when she is free and see if that's something she might be interested in."

"Good, that is a start."

We looked at each other in the eyes while we stayed silent for just a few minutes until he spoke up.

"Now tell me, how is everything else?"

"Well.. I only slept with one person in the past two weeks."

"That's good, I guess."

"Yeah, it is actually. Usually, it would have been 6 people by now." Michael gave me a not so pleasant look.

"You slept with someone else after me?" Michael asked.

"Would it be an issue if I did?" I pushed knowing damn well he was the only one who I had slept with.

"I guess it wouldn't be for you since that is something you are used to doing. I knew I would end up like the rest of them. Just another to add onto your list."

"First of all, I don't have a fucking list. I don't keep track of who I fuck. You know what? I am done here." I grabbed my purse getting up.

I walked over to the door putting my hand on the knob getting ready to open it when Michael stopped me.

"You aren't going anywhere." Michael said grabbing my arm.

"Michael, you can't stop me. If I am ready to go, then I will leave."

"Come on, don't walk away from me. I didn't mean it."

"Yes, you did Michael. If you didn't mean it then you wouldn't have said it."

"Marleigh, how did you expect me to react about you sleeping with another person after me?" Michael asked turning me around to face him.

"I didn't expect you to act like a dick. You are suppose to keep things between us on a professional level."

"I think we surpassed that level of keeping things professional a long time ago. I am not meaning to be a dick, Marleigh. I just don't want to be another person who you just sleep with."

"Well, you are Michael. It was a one time thing. If you can't keep this as a therapist and client type of relationship, then I just need to find a new therapist."

"A one time thing? Marleigh, you are out of your mind. I don't want this to be a one time thing. I care about you a lot, Marleigh. Can you not see that?"

"It is a one time thing, Michael. I am sure that you tell all of your clients that you care about them a lot. It is no different. I am probably not the only client you have slept with."

"I care about all of my clients. Marleigh, you are different though. I don't sleep with my clients. You are the only client that I have put my job at risk for."

"Why would you do that Michael?" I asked very concerned.

"Because believe it or not I do care about you deeply, Marleigh. I can see that you are severely broken. I am trying to do what I can to help you realize that you are strong enough to face this battle. You don't need to go out here and do what you are doing. Not when you have me, someone who is very interested in you. I see the potential and value in you as a woman and I am willing to help you find yourself again. I know you are scared of feelings and being committed that's why you want it to be a one time thing. I made you feel things that no one has ever made you feel. But you don't have to be scared when it comes to me. I want you Marleigh, and deep down, I know you want me too. Please don't sleep with anyone else but me."

What Michael just said blew my mind. No one has ever said that to me before. No one has ever stood up to me like that before. I could tell the true meaning behind his words that he meant what he was saying. And he was right, I did want him. I want him so badly. I need him.

So, instead of replying, I just kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my waist kissing me back. I wanted him to take me right now in this room, but I knew we didn't have much time left. I ended the kiss, pulling away from him. Michaels arms were still wrapped around me and we just stared at each other. God, he is such a perfect man.

After a while, I spoke up.

"If I made dinner, would you want to come over tonight?" I asked him out of the blue expecting him to say no.

"I would love that." Michael agreed smiling.

"Okay, great. I'll text you my address then, and when you get off you can come over?"

"Sounds good." Michael gave me one last kiss before walking over to grab my papers before heading out the door.

*

I finally made it home and now I was stressing about what to cook. I have about two hours before Michael would be here and me being nervous was an understatement.

I asked Michael what kind of foods he preferred and he said anything but pasta and pork. So I just decided to go with Cacio E Pepe Chicken. It took me about an hour to get it prepared.

While that was cooking, I decided to go upstairs and take a shower. All I could think about was Michael and how much he cares about me. What does a kind of man like Michael see in a person like me? Someone who is way out of their league. I mean seriously, the first time I laid eyes on him, he was the sexiest person that I have ever seen. That man is so fucking attractive. I know girls be dropping to his feet like dead flies. There is just no way. And the things he made me feel when we slept together, not even my own ex-husband made me feel those things and it only happened once. That was the reason why I couldn't go out and sleep with random people anymore. He made the expectations high. Even though it's only been two weeks.

I got out of the shower wrapping a towel around my body. I walked to my room finding clothes to put on. I didn't dress up, I just put a cute pair of shorts on and a shirt. I brushed my hair out after towel drying it leaving it down to dry.

I walked back down stairs and checked the food. It only had 10 more minutes left until it was done. I checked my phone and received a message from Michael.

Michael: *I'll be there in about 15 minutes.*

Me: *Okay!*

I waited until the food was ready and then took it out of the oven sitting it on the island to cool. It wasn't long after until my door bell went off.

I went over to the door to opened it and there he stood. I stepped to the side so he could come in. When I shut the door and turned around, Michael embraced me with a hug and a kiss.

"God, I couldn't wait until my work day was over so I could see you. You smell good, even though you always do."

"Thank you, Michael. Are you hungry? Food just got done not too long ago." I walked over to the kitchen grabbing plates and silverware.

"Oh, I am starved."

"Okay good. What do you want to drink? I have wine, water, pop, tea, lemonade, kool aid, whiskey, liquor." I asked him while handing him his plate of food.

"What are you having to drink?" He asked while sitting down at the table.

"I am having wine."

"Then wine it will be."

I placed my plate at the table too before grabbing us both wine glasses pouring some wine into it. I gave him his and I put mine at the table before sitting down.

Michael took a bite of the food nodding his head.

"This is really good. Who taught you how to cook?"

"My mom taught me when I was younger how to cook."

"Well, she did a tremendous job teaching you."

"Thank you."

While we ate we made small talk. We just talked about little stuff here and there.

When we got done eating I took both of our plates putting them in the sink washing them.

Now we were both in the living room sitting drinking our wine. But something has been on my mind since earlier today that I had to tell him.

"Michael, can I tell you something?"

"Of course, you can tell me anything." He said turning around to face me.

"Remember how I told you that I only slept with one person in the past two weeks?"

"Yes.."

"Well.. I wasn't completely honest with you."

"No?" Michael said a little bit upset.

"No, I wasn't. I did sleep with one person in the past two weeks. You are the only person who I have slept with. There hasn't been anyone else. I wanted to tell you earlier but then we got into an argument."

"So I am the only one you have been with since you last seen me before today?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"Good. I thought I was going to have to compete with those other people."

Him competing? Psh, yeah right.

"No, you don't have to compete."

"That's good to hear. I don't like competing. If I'm not good enough for you, then just tell me. I don't want to go through what I did with my ex."

"What happened if you don't mind me asking?"

"A little bit before we got engaged I caught her cheating on me with her ex. Even though we were 3 years in to dating at this point. I took her back and forgave her. Everything was fine then 3 years later we got engaged. Two years after we got engaged she started cheating again. I didn't know that until two months after we broke up and now she has a 4 month old daughter."

"Damn Michael I am so sorry."

"It's fine. We got together when we were 21 in college. I always had a suspicion but I loved her so much that I seen past it and hoped that I wasn't right."

"Well I'm glad you got out of the situation. You don't deserve that."

"And you didn't deserve what your ex-husband did to you either."

"Yeah.."

I stayed quiet. I didn't want to talk about that right now. I finished my wine and he finished his.

"Do you want some more wine?" I asked after a couple of minutes of silence.

"Sure, as long as you are having another glass."

I went in the kitchen grabbed the wine bottle and just brought it to the living room. I poured him a glass full and me a glass full.

"Thank you for coming over for dinner. I know it was late minute and very unexpected. I'm sure you had to drop things to come over."

"You are welcome. Thank you for inviting me. I am glad that you did. If you didn't then I would have invited you over. I actually had nothing planned after work, I normally never do."

"Me neither. It gets lonely."

"That it does. Hopefully, that won't be the case anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"I am talking about you keeping me company. There can be days when you come over and vise versa. I mean, if that's what you want."

"Yeah, that sounds really nice."

We sat in silence again drinking our wine. Even though we were on our third glass, I could feel the alcohol. I didn't know if he could or not.

Michael grabbed my hand pulling me over to him. He grabbed my face softly kissing me. The kiss got more intense by the second. Next thing I know was that I was straddling his lap. His hands were groping my ass. He was making me hot.

I stood up and grabbed his hand taking him upstairs to my bedroom.

Once we got there I started undressing myself and so did he.

Once we took our clothes off, he picked me up wrapping my legs around his waist, laying me down on the bed. He started kissing between my breasts before he wrapped his mouth around my left nipple and then moving on to my right one before kissing me again. Then he moved to my neck.

Michael raised up long enough to place himself at my entrance slowly sliding in before he leaned over me again claiming my neck.

He slowly started moving his hips occasionally looking at me kissing my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck holding him tightly against me as he moved his hips a little faster and harder. I was a moaning mess and he kept groaning in my ear. It was fucking hot. Especially the faster and harder he went the more intense his groaning got. Then he raised up and placed his mouth on my right nipple looking up at me while doing so. I was already close to cumming, and with him doing that drove me to the edge.

Michael laid down on the bed grabbing my hand. He turned me around so that my back was facing him, motioning for me to straddle him. I winced and moaned while slowly sliding down on him. He was a lot to take all at once.

"Shit.. take it baby.. take it.." Michael said while placing his hand on my ass motioning for me to go faster. I did with the help of his guidance. Both of his hands were on my ass moving me as fast as he could.

"Ahh fuck.." I squealed when I came all over his dick again.

I leaned forward almost collapsing when he got on his knees fucking me from behind. His hands were rubbing up and down my back soothingly. He even grabbed my hair, wrapping one of his hands in it, pulling it a little bit while he pounded the shit out of me. I was so glad that we weren't in his office. We would've gotten caught.

"Fuck baby, your pussy feels amazing."

Michael raised me up so that my back was pressed against his front. He started kissing my neck, groaning in my ear again. His left hand went to my boob and squeezed while his right one traveled down south to my aching bud. I threw my head back against his shoulder when he started rubbing me.

"Are you going to cum for me again?" Michael asked in my ear. He already knew the answer because I did for the third time.

He made me lay down on my back again with him on top. He raised one of my legs up so that it was on his shoulder. Michael fucked me so hard that I knew for sure I wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow. I could tell he was getting close by the way he was breathing. He brought me to my last peak before he slammed himself in to me emptying everything that he had.

He put my leg down and collapsed on my chest. His hair was sweaty. His body was sweaty. He was a hot sweaty sexy mess. But he was my mess.

After a while, I finally did what I have wanted to do all day and that was bury my fingers in his wild curls kissing him.

"That was so much better than the first time. Don't get me wrong, the first time was amazing.. but this just hits different." Michael admitted looking at me, kissing my chest.

"Oh yeah? How so?"

"Number one, we aren't in my office and you don't have to leave me in a rush. Number two, I get to cuddle and be with you afterwards. Number three, I get to hear your sexy ass moans."

"My moans are not sexy!" I protested.

"Yes they are.. everything about you is sexy and attractive to me. I will show that to you and how appreciated you are everyday if you allow me to."

"Hmm.. I don't know.. let me think.." I said and tapped my chin like I was in deep thought.

And then he laughed at me. I haven't heard his laugh before. It was so cute. The cutest laugh that I have ever heard.

"Come on.. don't leave me hanging woman.." He said tickling my side.

"Fine, I reckon so." I said smiling at him.

"Good! Now come cuddle me, I'm getting cold."

"Let's get under the blankets then doofus." I chuckled.

We both got under the blankets and cuddled up to one another. I laid my head on his chest while he played with my hair. We talked and talked until I fell asleep.

I could get used to this life with Michael.