All Chapters of FOR DADDY’S EYES ONLY!: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Back inside, Hailey sipped from her water bottle. The knee brush replayed in her head in a way that reminded her why she needed to keep her personal struggles to herself. Being a sex addict yet offering support to people was a struggle she did not know how to overcome, and it was definitely not something she wanted help from. She enjoyed having sex and this particular client, Rayden was damn near pushing her to cross the lines of every Professional boundaries she had set, so in those few moments of silence she reminded herself why she needed to get a grip. But his story hit close. Dull routines—she knew that trap too well in her own life. She had also dealt with her partner not meeting up to her sexual expectations until they divorced. *** Rayden pulled into traffic, glancing at the clock. His wife would be at home, probably starting dinner. Same as every day. But now, Hailey's words echoed. Reignite the flame. He gripped the wheel tighter. Hailey packed her bag, locking her

Rayden had a lot of thoughts going through his mind in those few minutes he sat in the chair across from Hailey, his phone open on his lap but forgotten. He looked up at her, eyes locking on her face, her neat blouse hugging her curves just right. 'Hailey, you are beautiful,' he said again, his voice low and steady, repeating the words he had let slip before but now with more intention. She blinked, her pen pausing mid-note. 'Rayden, we talked about this. You cant be telling me these things as your therapist.' But the desires sipping through her wanted otherwise. He stood up slowly, his tall frame unfolding like a shadow stretching across the room. He stepped closer, closing the distance until he towered over her desk, leaning in so his breath warmed her ear. 'You are so beautiful, Hailey. Every time I see you, I cant seem to get my mind of you.' Her breath hitched, a sharp intake that made her chest rise. She pulled back slightly, her chair creaking. 'This is quite unprofes

The office was quiet now, the air lingering with the smell of what had just happened. Hailey sat on the edge of her desk, her breath still coming in shallow intervals while Rayden stood before her with a flaccid dick. He reached for her blouse, which had been tossed near the printer, and held it out with a steady hand. “You are shaking”, Rayden said softly. Hailey took the blouse but her fingers fumbled with the first button. “We should not have done this”, she whispered. “We absolutely should not have done this Rayden.” He stepped closer, brushing her hands aside to button the shirt for her. His touch was gentler now, almost protective, which only made her feel more conflicted. “I could not stop myself”, he admitted. “I have wanted to do that since the first hour I sat on that sofa and listened to you talk.” Hailey let out a sharp, dry laugh that sounded more like a sob. “The irony is not lost on me. I am your marriage counselor. I am your therapist. I could lose my license fo

It was almost night fall when Hailey pulled up to the Raymonds' home, the sleek lines glowing under evening lights. She grabbed the bottle of red wine from the passenger seat and walked to the door, her heart pounding a little from the last session's revelations. The invitation for dinner felt loaded, but she told herself it was just to help their marriage. She rang the bell. Tessa opened the door, her hair loose over a tight black top that plunged low, showing cleavage, paired with fitted jeans that hugged her hips. 'Hailey, you look incredible. Come in, we are just setting the table.' Tessa's vibrant eyes sparkled as she took the wine, her fingers brushing Hailey's deliberately. 'Thanks for having me,' Hailey said, stepping inside. The scent of grilled steak and garlic wafted from the kitchen. Rayden appeared, apron over his shirt, smiling. 'Right on time. Hope you are hungry.' They moved to the dining room, candles flickering on the table. Tessa poured wine as they sat, Hailey b

Donald still stroked his thick black cock, veins bulging along the shaft, it was reddish at the slit. His muscles flexed as he scanned the room, eyes hungry. 'Who next?' He asked again. Hailey and Tessa lay tangled on the bed, sheets rumpled beneath them. Tessa's tongue flicked over Hailey's nipple, sucking it into her mouth with a wet plump that sent shivers down her spine. Hailey's hand cupped Tessa's pussy, fingers sliding through slick folds, dipping inside to pump slowly. They turned their heads toward Rayden, both pointing at him with free hands, fingers extended like an accusation wrapped in lust. 'Rayden,' Hailey murmured, her voice breathy as Tessa's teeth grazed her breast. 'Yeah, him,' Tessa added, grinding her hips against Hailey's palm, juices coating the digits. Rayden stood at the bed's edge, his cock still semi-hard from fucking Hailey, glistening with her cream. He blinked, caught off guard. 'Me? What the hell? i am not gay tf?' Donald stepped closer, his ma