secret life...

Stacey Whitman

"Doctor Long will see you now." The receptionist said wit ha smile.

Looking up at her from the magazine I nodded and sat it aside. Then stading I straightened out my beige skirt and chetnut rown hair. Then taking a deep breath I walked over to th door, opened it and went in.

"Doctor Long?" I said as I approache a chair in front of his desk to take a seat. "I'm Stacey Whitman....uhh..but you alredy knew that didn't you..." I had to admit...it was a bit unusual for me to be doing this. In my opinion this was something that she be kept to myself but the problem had ony been nagging at me for so long. Besides Doctor Long had come by high recomendation frm a good friend of mine he had helped a few months ago. And from the way she had sounded he had helped her greatly and her sex life hadn't been the same since.
 
Stacey

Okay...what do I most desire...There were so many things I wasn't sure where to begin. "Umm..okayy.." Clearing my throat I began, althogh I wasn;t sure by what he meant I decided to be a littl direct.

"What I desire is romance. But then, what girl doesn't...Michael used to be romantic..in the beginning when we first met. But then something happenned..everything started to fizzle out. About four years ago is when it all started.." I paused for a moment..why was I telling him this?? I started to get up to leave but stopped. No...I was here to try and get help..nd that was his job, to help. So instead of getting up I tried to make it look like I was making myself a bit more comfortable. I didn;t think he'd mind so I slipped my shoes off and pushed them under the chair with my feet.

And then I went on..."Well..to make a long story short...I umm...haven't ummm...well it got to the point that I couldn't have an orgasm sexualy with him anymore.." I went on to tell him how our sex life had begun to get stale, even when I tried to spice things up with a bit of flare or role play...and that went into how he started seeing this other woman. I know he had ore or less asked me to tell him about a fantasy, but I thought this was important as well..

"But..yes..what I desire is for the Romance to return to our lives...do you think you can help Doctor?"
 
Stacey

Where to begin..there were so many things that had attracted me to him.

"His eyes.." I finaly said "His bright green eyes were one of the first things that had attracted me to him.." A slight smile crossed my face as I began to think about him.

"But they weren'et the only thing..it was alos the way I had found it so easy to talk to him, like he was an old friend that I could tell anything to." My mind began to wonder to what had been our first conversation..it had been about what goes better with pizza...chicken wings or halajpino poppers...It had been the choice topic then because we had met a friends party and there had been a large pizza sitting on the table but othing to go with it. So he and I had left to go get something for it..Along the way we just started talking, telling each other about ourselves, what we do...you know, becoming friends.

After that we had just started hanging out together....
 
Stacey

"Oh...that.." I shook my head a little. "He had come home from work one day..I asked him how it went and he replied in a monotone voice that it had been alright..First I just thought he had a bad day. But then conversation with him started to become short and fast....it was as if he was trying to avoid me almost. This went on for quite sometime. Our lovemaking started to become stae also...it was like it was over before it even began. No matter what I did to try and spice it up for us. Soon he had started to close off to me he wouldn't openly talk to me anymore. In fact it got to the point that for him to talk about what was bothering him was like pulling teeth for me. And then two years ago I found out he was seeing another woman..."

I sighed...I finaly told someone my problems, now they were out in the open. Now only Dr. Long and my friend Wendy knew what was going on in my life.

Looking back into his eyes I smiled a little...it actualy fel good to have someone else listen to me besides my friend...even if it was his job.
 
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