Once completed she led me to the living room dressed in a pink top, pink panties, white garter, white nylon stockings and a black pair of high heels. ...Then she told me that she really liked how I looked and to stay in the outfit until we go to bed. During this time she had me getting her a drink and other things so she could see me walking around dressed this way. Then it happened with out any warning she started taking pictures of me with a camera she had in her purse. I was horrified. From. Working things through with one client or a couple was one thing, but getting two couples to swap so that the partners got better sex? Was she going way too far?If she was practicing as a psychologist then all the professional standards would suggest that she should be working with someone who she could unload to. Professional therapists call it supervision, though it’s not like a supervisor on a factory floor— more of a mentor really, but because sex was involved and her business had grown in. Held as she was against his front she had no recourse, no way of reaching him. In desperation she rubbed her ass over him and was rewarded with a groan - and a stinging bite at her neck. She was the one laughing now.“Changed your mind yet?”She felt the growl through her back, felt the frantic moves with which he opened his trousers and shoved them down. He parted her legs with his, forceful and lost to all reason. But still she felt the controlled care with which he entered her, the almost. Well then your waitress is about to have a really good night, I thought as I headed back to slide five hundred dollars under the sugar jar.Katie saw my grin and rushed me on out of there before they tried to give it back.On the drive she told me, "Both of them told me to not allow you to get away from me Joe. They see the same good things in you as I do. As deeply as I care for you, I knew the day I met you that I was not the one for you. There is someone else who holds that place and she.