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Subject: {ASSM} The Psychiatrist {by Holly} (MF, rom)
Date: Wed, 25 Sep 2002 18:10:07 -0400
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For Gina:  Thanks for all your encouragement and help.  You've been a good
friend, fan, and so much fun to talk to!!  *hugs*  ~~h~~

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The Psychiatrist (MF, rom)

"Please, look at me ..."  Gina forced her eyes up, non-focusing, in the
general direction of  Cade's voice.  Tears blurred her vision and a tinny
metallic sound had now begun to buzz in her ears as he continued to speak
".... you know I will always love you, I'm just not IN love with you.  But
we can still be friends ..." Every fiber of her being wanted to scream out
NO!  She wanted to fly at him, and flail until he felt as much pain as she
did.  But she didn't.  Instead she buried her face back into her hands and
began to sob the beginning of what would be an ocean of tears.  Gina heard
the door click as her life walked out of it.  Or so she thought.

Weeks went by, and although she continued outwardly to perform and function
in the 'real world', once the door to her apartment clicked closed at night,
Gina retreated into a state of complete and utter misery, complete with a
bottle of wine and sappy love songs.  Even her cat had begun to avoid her.
Her mother consoled her all she could, as did her friends, but after they
began to talk amongst themselves, they decided that she was in desperate
need of some tough love.   They sat her down one evening and all told of the
woman she once was before he left her, and that they wanted that friend and
daughter back.  It was then that Gina realized how alienating (and
alienated) she had become ... and she made a promise to them, and to
herself, to find some help and get back on track.

Dr. Brewer's office was warm and inviting.  His receptionist, Cherlyn, was
in no way condescending when Gina had made the appointment.  She had a
bright smile and greeted Gina this morning with the same gracious attitude
as if Gina was a long-lost friend.  Sinking into a soft chair in the waiting
room, Gina tried to lose herself in the latest issue of Cosmo that she had
brought with her, but she still couldn't get the small voice out of her head
that kept saying, "Good lord.  You're seeing a SHRINK because that dumbass
man of yours left.  What a los....."  "Gina Davenport?" a plumpish nurse
called out.  "Yes, ma'am ... that's me," Gina said, butterflies the size of
elephants suddenly springing up in her stomach.  The nurse smiled, "Good
morning, Gina .... would you please follow me?  Dr. Brewer will see you now
....."  Gina rose and followed "Astrid" or so her nametag said, down a
corridor into a cozy office.  There was a recliner, a lounge, and a regular
chair ... but no desk, no plethora of books lining a wall ... it looked very
much like a room in her own home.  Astrid touched her arm, saying, "please
make yourself comfortable in either the recliner or on the lounge, Gina.
Dr. Brewer will join you in a moment ...." and with that, she left the room,
leaving Gina there alone with her thoughts.

Gary Brewer was a striking man.  Tall and well built, the women thought him
very sexy.  His masculine features, dark hair, intensely inquisitive dark
eyes, and gentle demeanor drew people in without him ever having to say a
word.   He considered himself well read, his many friends considered him
funny and warm and a great friend to have around even if he DID "shrink
heads for a living".  Yet he remained alone.  He had had some close
relationships in the past, but no woman had ever struck the right
combination of sexy and smart to keep his interest for long.  A soft knock
at his office door stirred him as Astrid poked her head inside.  "Gina
Davenport is in the conference room, Dr. Brewer ...."  "Thank you, Astrid,"
Gary's deep voice responded, and he began to look over Gina's evaluation
questionnaire.  'Hmmmmmm ...' Gary thought to himself, 'she seems
intelligent by these answers, just very lost .... ' and he rose to keep
their appointment.

Gina stared out the window of the room.  It overlooked the park, and
although she was on the third floor, she could still see people there.  The
tree leaves were just beginning now to take on a faint hint of the color
that would soon blush across them, and she could see women with their
children playing in the playground equipment.  How her heart longed for
that.  For family, for that kind of connection and love.  Dr. Brewer's voice
startled her. "Ms. Davenport?"  She whirled to face him, her eyes instantly
locking on the kindest face she could ever remember seeing.
"Y-y-y-yeesss....." she said, and immediately set about righting herself,
straightening her clothing, running her fingers nervously through her short
hair.  Dr. Brewer's eyes returned her appreciative gaze, and they wrinkled
at the edges when he smiled.  He drank in her beauty.  No, it was not a
classic  beauty, but a beauty that came from innocence.  He took in the deep
pools of blue that were her eyes, the way her hair curled in a
helter-skelter manner over her head as if she'd run her hands through it a
thousand times a day. He drank in her ample curves, the furrow of her brow
that told him she had deep thoughts to think and did so often.  He felt
himself stir in his pants, and he had to remind himself of what she was
there for.  His breath sort of rushed from his lungs, and he knew he was
already in trouble.  He knew right then and there that he wanted to get to
know this woman as more than his patient.

She extended her hand, and he took it in his, "Hi, I'm Gina ...."  Her voice
was melodious, not the depressed monotone he so often heard.   That alone
made him smile, because he knew then that she wasn't terribly depressed,
only in need of a little guidance.  "I'm Dr. Bennett ..... it's nice to meet
you.  If you will please have a seat wherever you would be most comfortable,
we can have a chat ...."  And so began Gina's journey.  She found Dr.
Bennett very easy to talk to .... and she found herself pouring out parts of
her soul that no one else was privvy to.  She talked at length about her
relationship with and her dissappointments in Cade, about her struggles with
her weight, her struggles with her parents.  They talked about what Gina
wanted out of her life.  Together they formed a plan for her to continue an
education toward a career she'd always loved.  They talked about her hopes
and dreams and goals, and Gary found himself more and more entranced by her.
Then came the day that Gary could no longer justify having her come to his
office.  He knew she was standing on her own and needed room to test those
wings they had built for her to see if she could truly fly.  "Gina," he said
softy, leaning toward her, "I think we've done all we can do here.  Now it's
up to you ..."  Her voice caught in her throat, "Yeah .... I was afraid
today you'd say that ...." She stood from the chair, smoothing the front of
her pants as she did so, and looking at the floor.  She knew if she turned
her face to him, he would see the glistening of the tears .... and she knew
he was her doctor, not her lover, so the time was right for her to go.   He
couldn't resist the pull of her body, however, and he, too, stood ... taking
Gina into his arms in a warm embrace.  "Perhaps I will see you sometime ....
" Gary said, hugging her.  She melted against him, wanting to beg him to
stay in her life.  She knew, though, she had to find her way on her own ....
so she turned and walked out of the door.

A year or so passed, and Gina flourished.  She completed some schooling,
found a better job, made some new friends.  But there was still a part of
her that was missing.  A part she gave to Gary when she left that room that
day.  Her mind often drifted back to their talks .... it amazed her what she
felt safe sharing with him, even if he WAS her doctor!  So, it must have
been fate that crisp fall Saturday when Gina found herself alone for the
first time in weeks, and she decided to take a walk at the park by Gary's
office.  She remembered how peaceful it always looked .... how filled with
the laughter of children, and the sounds of nature.  Now, with the leaves
once again turning their brilliant amber and crimson tones and the air
briskly clean, she thought it a good time to take a book and spend the
afternoon just sitting on a bench, watching life pass by around her. She
pulled on a comfortable pair of jeans and a light sweater and her walking
shoes, grabbed the keys to her car, and pointed herself in the direction of
the park.

When she arrived, she savored the walk to choose her bench, feeling the
fallen leaves swirl around her feet in the gentle breeze.  The air carried a
spicy smell of someone baking pumpkin pies ..... yes, the holidays weren't
far away now.  She found a bench near the playground where she could watch
the children play and still enjoy a breath of quiet every now and then.
Settling back, she inhaled deeply, drinking in the crisp, clean air  ....
but it exploded from her when she heard his voice:  "Gina?  Gina Davenport!
Is that YOU??"  Jumping from the bench, she whirled around, only to be
face-to-face with Gary Bennett.  He had his Golden Retriever on a leash, and
was a little out of breath from being dragged behind the beast .... but not
any more so than Gina was from hearing his voice for the first time in ages!
"My god .... how long has it been?" he continued, then introduced "Ramsey"
the dog.  Gina knelt down, and Ramsey proceded to swath her face with his
large, wet tongue, which drew a lilting laughter from her.  Gary smiled ...
he remembered that laugh.  He remembered those eyes.  He remembered
everything about her, and had thought he'd call her a million times, but
somehow, he always talked himself out of it.  Fate was not to be denied,
however, and Gina invited Gary to sit.  "Dr. Bennett, I ...." Gary cut her
off mid-sentence.  "Please, call me Gary.  We are no longer doctor/patient,
we're just two people ....... Gina."  Her heart lept when he repeated her
name.  Probably because when he did so, he reached out and touched her hand.
It was as if electricity had been passed through her body.  She felt her
nipples harden in her bra, and all the small hairs on the back of her neck
stand up.  Yes, she wanted this man.  She wanted him badly.  But did he feel
the same?

Gina cleared her throat and began to catch Gary up on her life for the past
few months.  She reminded him of their plan, and then took him through all
the ways she had accomplished the goals they had set for her.   "I am so
proud of you, Gina," Gary said, looking into her eyes, "I always knew you
could do it."  Gina blushed, "I couldn't have done it without YOU, Gary" she
said, and he reached to touch her on the arm softly.  "Would you like to
walk with Ramsey and me for a while?" he asked her, and Ramsey wagged his
tail encouragingly.  "Sure!" she said, pushing her book back into her purse
and slinging it over her shoulder.  They walked and talked for hours, as if
they were old friends.  Gina laughed wildly when Ramsey spotted a frizbee
whizzing by and bolted to catch it, pulling Gary off is his feet and into a
huge drift of leaves.   Gary laughed equally as much when she bent to find
out if he was alright and Ramsey pushed her over onto Gary's fallen body, it
took them several minutes of laughing and detangling to upright themselves
again.

Dusk was coming, and they had made it back to where Gina had parked her car.
"Y'know .... I'm famished, and I'll bet you haven't eaten, either ..."
Gary's voice trailed off in an unspoken offer.   Gina blushed again, a trait
she had hated until that very moment, "No, Gary, I haven't eaten, and yes, I
am getting rather hungry ..."  Her eyes roved his body, now standing so
close to her that she could feel his heat radiating.  She wanted to grab his
shoulders and pull him into a deep, soft, wet kiss, but her "good girl"
upbringing told her no .... wait for the perfect time.  Gary cleared his
throat, feeling his body once again responding to Gina, "Why don't you lock
up your car and come with me.  I promise to get you home safely ...."  Gina
thought for a moment before responding, "Okay" and she did just that,
climbing into the passenger side of his Jeep Wrangler, Ramsey ambling over
her lap to get into the back seat.   She didn't even stop to ask where he
was taking her.  She didn't care, as long as it was somewhere quiet where
she might be able to coax a kiss from him later.

They pulled up at a nice brick home.  Gina thought it looked new ... it was
in the newer section of town.  The garage doors opened slowly to reveal a
blank spot where the Wrangler obviously went,  a Mercedes sportscar, and a
pickup truck.  Her brow furrowed a little trying to figure out why one man
would need all those vehicles when he spoke:  "I like the Jeep for fun, the
Mercedes for work-related stuff, and the pickup I use at my ranch ... where
I'm eventually going to build my dream house.  Wanna see the plans?"
Eagerly, Gina scrambled out of the Jeep just in time to keep Ramsey from
using her as a catapult onto the garage floor.  They went into the house,
and Gary set about cleaning her a spot at the breakfast counter so she could
look at the plans while he cooked them something to eat.  He poured her a
cold glass of wine ... fruity, full-bodied but not terribly dry.  "Open your
mouth," he said, leaning close, and he placed inside a small cube of cheese.
"It goes good with the wine ...", he explained, and, as she savored it's
creamy texture, she agreed that indeed it did!

They talked and laughed over dinner, Gina felt as though they had been
together for years.  The tension in the room was mounting, however, and as
they retired to the living room, they both knew that this night wasn't going
to be ordinary.   Gary put some soft, sensuous music on, and sat down next
to Gina on his couch, draping his arm over the back, and leaning back away
from her slightly to support himself on the arm.  Gina sat stiffly upright,
not knowing exactly what to do ..... she felt like a teenage girl on her
first date.  The butterflies in her stomach were enormous .... on the one
hand she wanted to make love with this man, on the other .... she didn't
want that act to destroy a potentially amazing relationship.  Gary sensed
her hesitation, and leaned up, taking her shoulders in his strong hands,
turning her to him.  "Gina ...." his voice a husky whisper, "I have thought
about you so much since you stopped coming to me.  Today made me realize how
very much I've missed you.  And how very much I would like ...."  he gently
took her face into his hands and pulled her close, nuzzling her with his
nose before chastely tasting her lips.  He looked into her eyes, searching
for signs of hesitation ... signs that she may not want this.  But he found
none, only deep blue pools of longing, so he pulled her face to his again,
this time capturing her mouth with his own, snaking his tongue between her
lips.  His hands dropped to her ribcage and around her back, cradling her
and pulling her now-pliable body to his in an embrace.  He felt her hands
finally touch his shoulders, and as the kiss progress, they moved to his
neck, her fingers playing with his hair.

Gary pulled his mouth from hers, allowing Gina to breathe again ..... as if
she were able to.  All the breath in her was gone.  He continued to hold her
close, feeling the rushing pulse of her heart against him, feeling her heat
radiating through him like a convection wind.  He reached up with one hand,
brushing the tendrils of her hair from her face, waiting for her to protest,
to say SOMETHING ... but she was too busy trying to decide if she should
pinch herself or not.  If she did and she awoke, it would devastate her.  If
she did and she DIDN'T wake up, all those inhibitions would come rushing to
the surface and this time, she wanted to be free.  He nuzzled her cheek,
"Say something ..... anything ... stop ... go .... more ... "  She pulled
him closer, putting her mouth inches from his ear .... her hot breath made
him shiver as she whispered softly, "More...."  and she placed her mouth on
his neck, feeling it vibrate against her lips and tongue as he groaned
deeply in his throat.

He carefully disentangled himself from her, and stood, lifting her to her
feet as he did so.  She followed him submissively down the hall where he
opened up the door to his bedroom.  He turned on the lights, and remembering
some of the things she had said so long ago, he turned to her and place his
finger on her lips, indicating he'd be right back.  When he returned, he lit
several candles and turned the lights in the room off.  The candlelight gave
the room a soft glow and he pulled her inside, wrapping her once again in
his strong arms.  She knew that he knew everything about her .... and
somehow this didn't bother her at all, in fact, the fact that he still
wanted to make love to her gave her wings.   He began to undress her,
revelling in each patch of skin that was revealed to him: kissing, savoring
each delicate morsel of her.   Pushing her pants off, dragging her underwear
along for the ride, he had her step from them one delicate foot at a time,
encouraging her to widen her stance as he did so.  He looked up at her from
this kneeling position, feeling her hands in his hair and watching her
breasts heave with each ragged breath .... but best of all,  he could smell
her.  She smelled like soap, and like lilacs, and like .... a woman.  He
buried his face into her, his tongue dancing against her clit and allowing
him to savor her richness.  He reached around and gripped her asscheeks,
stablilizing her against his face.  He nibbled and sucked at her pussy until
he felt her begin to tremble in his arms ..... then he stopped and stood,
backing her to the bed.  He laid her back, her legs dangling over, and once
again dove into her moistness .... feeling her muscles clench and release
around his tongue.  Her mewling sounds told him that she was close, and he
pushed one finger into her, curling it against the top of her pussy wall to
find her g-spot.  His tongue went to work in earnest then, feeling her inner
walls pulse and swell against his finger, her hips beginning to rise and
fall and her voice ..... oh, that sweet voice ... beginning to beg him not
to stop.   He pulled his finger from her and savored all her flavor, then
replaced it, sliding it slowly as he sucked her clit into his mouth.  Her
hips rose from the bed as her insides began a fluid contortion against his
finger, and he lifted his face to watch her in all her passionate glory.  He
would find that he never tired of watching her cum.

Gary rose and undressed, allowing Gina a moment to catch her breath once
again.  He could see her visibly trembling, and he wasn't quite sure if she
was cold (it WAS a chilly evening after all), or if something else was
wrong.  He slid his warm body up next to her, cupping his head in his hand
as his elbow supported its weight, his other finger tracing a light trail up
her abdomen to her breast and over her nipple.  It wrinkled in protest, the
nipple hardening against the pad of his fingertip.  She turned her face to
him, and he noticed her flushed smile.  "Are you okay?" he asked.  Gina took
a deep breath, and sighed ... a soft noise that stirred Gary's cock.  "Yes,"
she replied, "I'm more than okay.  It's been a long time ......" Her voice
trailed off because he took the finger he was tracing her body with and
turned her chin to him, once again possessing her mouth with his tongue.
She moaned against his lips, wanting to feel them on her body once again.
Gary dipped his face to the hollow of Gina's neck and granted her unspoken
wish, nibbling her shoulder and down to suckle at her breast.  She cradled
his head against her, feeling the soft wetness of his tongue, the sharpness
of his teeth, and the warmth of his breath.  She didn't worry that she
didn't look right or smell right or sound right.  She didn't care that she
might not look quite right or have the right job or be from the right family
or go to the right church.  This was just him and her .... in this room ....
in this lovemaking.... and for the first time it felt RIGHT.

Gary's weight shifted again and he began to pull Gina to the middle of the
bed, so she moved herself into the place where they could both be more
comfortable.  Feeling rather giddy, Gina rose up, and said, "Down, mister!
It's MY turn now ..." and grabbing Gary by the shoulders, pushing him supine
onto the mattress, straddling his midsection and leaning down to kiss him
deeply.  Her tongue danced in his mouth this time, then she slid her full
lips over his chin to his throat, savoring the flavor of his sweat and the
smell of his aftershave.  She raked her tongue further into the patch of fur
on his chest, and then she nibbled from nipple to nipple, gently biting each
one until Gary's groans were at the perfect pitch.  Lower still she suckled,
matting the hairs that lead her down his abdomen .... his cock bumping under
her chin when she got close enough.  "Insistent, isn't he?!" Gina joked,
looking at Gary's cock bobbing from the force of his rapidly beating pulse.
"Yes, and I usually give him his way, too!" Gary joked back, loving the
merriment that danced in Gina's eyes as she was playing.  She screwed up her
face in mock discernment and said, "Well, I guess we'll just have to see
what he wants ...." and with that she took Gary's cock into her hand and
slid her tongue down the big vein in the back, causing Gary to draw in a
rather loud breath and arch up into her hand.  "Would THAT be what he
wanted?" Gina grinned from between his legs.  "uuuhhhhh...... ccccooullddd
beee...." Gary's voice a raspy whisper.   Gina wrapped her lips around the
head of Gary's cock and began to gently nurse at him .... softy, warmly,
wetly ..... running her hands, wet with her own saliva, up and down the
shaft at the same moment.  She listened to him talk to her as she did this
.... listened to him groan and call her "baby" and "sweetheart" and "honey"
....  felt him begin to pump against her hand.   She wanted to finish him
.... to drink of his body as he drank of hers, but suddenly, Gary was up and
had Gina on her back on the bed before she realized what was going on.

"Oh no you don't!" he teased, "I'm finishing this the right way!"  He was
over her in a flash, pulling her hips up against him as his cock made its
way into her body.  He pushed slowly ... agonizingly so ..... and Gina
whimpered in protest. "Ssshhhh..." he said to her, nuzzling her hair again,
"Let me love you..."  Gina's body responded to Gary like it had to no other
lover she'd known.  Because he knew so much about her, he knew when to move,
when to let her move and when to lie still with her.  It was like the most
intimate dance imaginable .... and the music came from their hearts.  There
would be time to explore fantasies, push envelopes ..... time for wanton
abandon ... but this first time was not it.  He wanted to hold her, to join
her.  And Gina wanted that, too.  She'd wanted that from the first moment
she had looked into Gary's eyes.  She wanted that with every secret she
revealed to him .... with every moment spent in agony at his behest.  This
was what all of that was for.  A time for healing before Gina could be open
again to real love.

Gary's cock began to travel back and forth in her pussy channel.  Gina's
moans became more and more gutteral, and Gary felt her muscles begin to
contract around his cock. "Oh, god!" Gina gurgled, and arched against him
.... Gary ground his cock deeply into her, brushing it against both her
g-spot and her cervix.   He felt each ripple of her orgasm as it travelled
concentrically down her vagina, and he felt his own need rising.  Once
Gina's orgasm subsided, Gary began to thrust against her, and she felt his
cock expand and begin to belch out his cum deep within her.   "Oh, Gina,
baby ...... " he croaked in her ear, "aahhhhhhggg...... feels so
gggoooddd......."   Gina rocked her pelvis against his cock, helping him to
expel the last of his strength into her body.

Gary fell limply onto her, cradling her in his arms as his cock sealed off
their mingled juices from the outside world.  Once he caught his breath, he
rolled from Gina,  pulling her over him and the outer quilt over them both
so that she would be more comfortable.  Gina lifted her head, her eyes
glistening with tears of gratitude.  "Gary, that was amazing ..." she said,
".... I never thought, after I walked out the door to your office that day,
that I would ever see you again ...."  A tear slipped down her cheek.  Gary
wiped it with his thumb and said, "oh, baby, don't cry ...."  and kissed her
on the forehead ".... I always knew I'd see you again, I just wasn't sure
when."  Gary pulled Gina closer still, feeling her soft breath ruffle the
hair on his chest as she sighed against him.  They both knew that this was
the start of something magical because there were no secrets between them.
Because Fate stepped in and gave them a second chance, there would be so
many adventures for them to share openly and honestly with one another from
this point on.  But right now, in each other's arms, the only real answer
was sleep.

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All your comments are greatly appreciated ..... I'll even read the flames
(be gentle on this old heart o' mine, tho!!  *wink*)!!  Thanks for reading
... keep an eye out for the next one!!

~~h~~

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