Family Therapy

Alexis shifted on the couch, glancing at her mother and then back at the therapist. She was not sure why she was there and found it annoying that she had to take time out of studying for her university exams to go to her mother's regular therapy session. Since her father's death Alexis' mom had been in and out of therapy, and apart from a few sessions with a family psychologist Alexis had adapted to life without her father relatively well.

Her mom however had benefited a great deal from the therapy. Losing weight, stopping smoking and managing to pull her life together had all been achievements made over the year and a bit that her mom had been seeing this therapist. Yet why she was being dragged there was beyond Alexis, whose only crime was mentioning that she was getting a bit stressed out by her exam schedule.

"Mark will really help," her mom said, "besides it's been awhile now and he wanted me to bring you in to help with my own therapy."

Alexis had done all she could short of outright refusing, but her mother had persisted. So there they were, both sitting on a couch across from this 'Mark' as he dimmed the lights in the room and explained how he liked to start each session with a bit of relaxation work.

"Linda knows how important it is to relax," he said as he sat down on a chair across from the mother and daughter.

"It's important to relax," her mother agreed her voice a bit spacey as she said it.

Seeming to sense her reluctance to be there, or take part the therapist smiled and assured her that this was not a big deal.

"Look, how about your mother and I can do the relaxation exercise and you can just watch. You need to worry about anything and if you don't want to take part today you don't have to," he said.

Realizing this was as good a deal as she was going to get Alexis nodded, "Sure."

Mark nodded, and turned his attention to her mother.

"Linda just relax and listen to my voice, remember to breath in and out naturally and deeply. Feel the couch beneath you and allow yourself to lean back into it, feeling the stress and tension of the day easing off of your body as you relax," he said in a smooth calm voice. 

Glancing over at her mother Alexis watched as she took some deep breaths and began to exhale in a more deliberate manner. Already the tension seemed to be leaving her mother's body, as the muscles in her shoulders relaxed and her mother sat back more against the couch. She looked over at Mark the therapist who was focused on her mother, calm and collected sitting in his chair watching and speaking in his low and calm tone of voice. 

It was hard not to notice her own breathing as Mark again mentioned her mother taking deep breaths, and slowly letting the air flow out of her lungs. Normally not something she thought about Alexis became aware of the rise and the fall of her own chest as she inhaled and exhaled. 

"And as we relax now listening and breathing, it would be easier to allow yourself just notice the sound of my clock, ticking steadily in the background. Notice that now and with each tick imagine yourself relaxing more and with each tock notice how comfortable you're becoming," Mark said. 

The sound of the clock had totally escaped Alexis' notice until then but now that it had been mentioned its steady tick-tock sound as its second hand moved around the face seemed to fill up the room. She settled back into the couch, glancing again at her mother who seemed even more relaxed with her mouth open and her head starting to bob as it would fall forward slightly only to catch itself and rise back up to keep looking ahead at Mark.

Alexis looked over to Mark who was still focused on her mother, speaking in his hushed tone. Looking at him made it easier to listen, and so Alexis let her eyes study him for a few moments as she waited for this to be over. He was handsome, if she had to guess he was a few years younger than her mother's 40 and older than her 20. Strong jawline, in good shape. 

"And as you relax you won't need to think about how light your right hand is becoming, how light it is as it begins to lift up now from your knee up to the sky. Letting it float as you relax, not even noticing and as it floats just relax more," he said. Alexis glanced at her mother to see her right hand floating upwards. Her mother didn't seem to notice, and was just blinking and watching Mark.

"Linda I'm going to tap your hand now and it'll sink down and as it does you'll relax, sinking down into your special place," Mark said and then stood up walked to the couch and tapped the top of her mother's hand. Alexis watched as her mother's hand sunk back down, her eyes closed and her mother sank asleep into the couch.

Mark smiled at Alexis, "And Alexis I'm just going to tap your hand, and you'll feel so very relaxed, your eyes will close and you'll fall into a wonderful relaxing sleep."

Alexis looked at him confused, but noticed him reaching for her raised right hand. She tried to remember when that had raised but her thoughts were interrupted by the feel of him pressing down on her hand and as it sank she relaxed back into the couch as darkness swamped her senses.

Feeling a bit stiff Alexis stretched as Mark kept talking with her mother. Since her mother had relaxed he'd been working on self confidence, giving her affirmations that she could say throughout the day to ensure she knew that she was in control and important. It was nice but not exactly that thrilling to watch.

Mark smiled at her, and tapped her mother's hand, "Linda until I touch your hand and say 'focus on my voice' just drift now not paying any attention to anything but how good and relaxed you are now."

"So I'll admit it's a bit dry," Mark said.

Alexis laughed, "Well it's been helping her so I guess boring is okay."

He smiled, a nice guy smile. Alexis was surprised by how attracted to him she felt at that moment, and in fact had since she'd started thinking about it during her mother's relaxation exercise. "It's all about self-confidence Alexis. Your mother told me you were worried about your exams, want to see a trick to get your mind off of them?"

"Sure," she said.

He stood from his chair, and held his hands out to her. She took them and allowed him to pull her to her feet so that she was standing right in front of him facing him. Letting go of her hands he began to brush one thumb across her one of her temples as he looked directly into her eyes and began to speak in the same low calm tone.

"Alexis, listening to my voice now you want to obey," he said, "feeling your thoughts draining, away, listening and relaxing. Relaxing and listening to my voice. When I say 'obey' you will undress, it will feel natural and obvious to undress for your therapist. Obey."

He stepped back from Alexis whose mind cleared. Without thinking about it she began to undress, her jeans and socks first and then lifting her shirt up. She hadn't worn a bra, but that didn't matter with her therapist. Mark seemed pleased as she discarded her shirt and then her panties. Alexis realized she liked pleasing Mark.

"Such a good girl," he said as he began to undress himself.

Alexis blinked, confused. It made sense, undressing in front of her therapist, but for him to undress in front of her. She hesitated as he stepped out of his briefs and slacks and came towards her. Pulling back slightly the feel of his thumb on her temple again calmed her, and his voice eased her back into a warm and agreeable state. She felt his hardening cock graze her hip as he rubbed her temple in a circular motion.

"Therapy helped your mother," he said, "and it will help you. Just relax. This is just a dream, an amazing sexy dream."

Moaning with pleasure as he entered her Alexis relaxed into the dream, not arguing as he pushed her against his desk and began to thrust more deeply into her, or later as he guided her to her knees and moved his still hard cock towards her lips to suck and then swallow. Relaxing then again, back into the couch as Mark spoke with her mother.

"Alexis," her mother said nudging her.

Alexis sat up and blinked, looking around the room. 

"We went a bit long, and we let you sleep. You kind of dozed off," Mark said as he brightened the lights.

Alexis nodded, getting up off the couch. She blushed as she glanced at Mark, not wanting to mention her rather hot dream she'd just had. "Sorry about that," she said apologizing.

Mark laughed, "No it's important to relax."

Both mother and daughter nodded, and said in unison, "It's important to relax."

Mark nodded, "I'll see you both next week."

Though she did not remember them discussing her coming again, but she realized that she wanted to. Mark had really helped her mother and he could help her too. All she had to do was stay awake next time.