Sex Addicts Anonymous

“So, then I was like, in the freezer, seriously? This bloke must be mental! But I’ll bite. So he takes me back into ‘the freezer’, there’s all these cases of pop and shit, and he bends me over, and sticks his cock in my ass! No warning! But here’s the thing, I liked it. I came in bout 5 seconds, best shag of me life i’ll tell ya that much.” Dara combed her shoulder-length black hair back, tying it into a ponytail. Small beads of sweat were rolling down her neck.

“Bloody hell, It’s hot.” She sighed, exasperated.

“Thank you… for sharing that with us, Dara. Anything else you’d like to add?” I cleared my throat, crossing one leg over the other.

“Nah, that’s it.” She shrugged, kicking her feet up and placing them on the large wooden coffee table.

“I remember my first time with anal…” The shy yet audacious Beth blushed and glanced up from under her long eyelashes, twirling her fingers through her pixie short blonde hair.

“Tell us about it, Beth.” I smiled.

“It… was with an older guy. I.. I didn’t know him, but I liked him. We met at a library.” She said softly.

“How the fuck did it go from the library to anal?” Frank snorted.

“We were, uhm, both in the erotica section… and… he uh, took my hand, and then he said ‘Would you like to come to my place sometime’? And then well, I said, uh, sure.” She blushed.

“Well fuckin done, Beth.” Allen gave a booming laugh from across the room, clapping his hands.

“Th-Thank you Allen.” She smiled softly.

“What about you, Gerard? Have you got a shameful story to share with us big guy?” Dara nodded to me, biting her lower lip.

“No, I’ve already told you guys. This isn’t about me. I’m just the mediator of this meeting, your guidance.”

“Bollocks, you’ve got to have some juicy bits to share, or else you wouldn’t be in charge of this ‘meeting’.” She grinned cheekily.

“Okay. Well, if it makes you feel better I graduated from Sex Addicts Anonymous 2 years ago.” I poured myself a cup of coffee.

“Wow, what were you in for?” Allen’s eyes widened with excitement.

“I was.. uh… having BDSM sessions in my house. I’d play master and some willing individuals would come to me. Eventually, I got a ‘client’ of mine pregnant. We got together, 'fell in love', then she made me enlist into the program, so we could have a happy marriage. Months later, the baby comes and it was never mine in the first place. It belonged to my brother. So we split up, and I re-evaluated myself.” I took a sip of the coffee.

“Bloody hell, so did you ever relapse?” Dara’s jaw dropped.

“A few times. Clients would show up to my house unannounced, and I’d invite them in.” I frowned.

“So, these clients, were they mixed gender?” Frank raised an eyebrow.

“Yes. Male and Female.” I took another sip of coffee.

“And, you’d always be the master?” Beth’s face lit up.

“Yes.” I nodded.

The group resounded in awe and wonder, I rolled my eyes.

“Now, please, group, don’t get any ideas. You don’t want to get mixed up in that world. You’re on your road to recovery now.” I cleared my throat.

“I never thot of that, have em come to my house. Roleplay.” Dara bit her lip and closed her eyes, moaning at the thought.

“Remember why you’re here Dara. Court ordered, you fucked a 16 year old boy. I wont be able to give you your sobriety chip if you talk like that.” I grimaced at her.

“Whoa whoa, you screwed a 16 year old?” Frank bursted out laughing.

“Yeah mate, fuck off. He said he was 20.” She scoffed.

“And he was hung like a horse.” She bit her lip, grasping her crotch and making a bulging motion.

“Too much info, underage is not my style.” Allen waved it off.

“Well, tell us what your style is, Allen. We haven’t heard from you today.” I cleared my throat, attempting to change the subject.

“Curvaceous women, thick thighs, juicy ass, big boobs. Hyeah.” He made a pear shaped gesture, grinning.

“Hah, and how do you know they’re not underage?” Dara snorted.

“Cause I like them mature. Kinky, I like milfs. They know more shit than any of us every will.” He shook his head in awe.

“Oh, okay, you like your fanny’s sagging.” Dara rolled her eyes.

“Dara.” I snapped.

“Wot?” She snapped back.

“Shut up. This is a supportive group.” I said sternly.

“Oh, I quite like when you tell me to shut up, boss.” She made a rawr sound and winked.

“Just shut up.”

“Yes, sir.” She grinned.

“Can we go now?” Allen stared blankly.

“Uh, Yes. Meeting dismissed.” I nodded.

Everyone stood up and gathered their things. Filing out of the door one by one. I walked over to the office area, grabbing a stack of papers to fill out. I had to write about each member’s progress, they wouldn’t start their chips for two more weeks, I had to get them on the road to recovery first.

I filled out each paper, faxing some over to the courthouse and some to the patient’s sponsors. I wasn’t able to go home for another hour, I kicked my feet up and placed them on the desk, scrolling through Netflix on my desktop. It was hard to find new shows when I’d seen most of the good stuff. More often than not I’d find myself watching a boring documentary.

30 minutes of Hemlock Grove passed when I heard my office door creak open. Quiet footsteps came in, I looked up, taking my glasses off.

“Beth, what can I do for you?” I smiled.

“I… I uh…. I,” Her face flushed red.

“Hm?” I frowned.

“I… I was just wondering… If uh, maybe you could… take me on as a client, while I try to become ‘sober’. You know, ‘wean’ me off it. Be my sponsor. Of course not if you’re still abstaining, from, uh, sex. And and you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” She bit her lower lip.

She was shy, petite, in her little white sundress. But she was addicted, and she had nerve. No matter how ‘shy’, she appeared, she had some guts. She’s the type of person to go after what she wants, no matter how embarrassing.

I gave her a stern look, contemplating what she was asking of me for a moment.

‘M-Maybe I’ll just go, thank you thoug-“ She began to fidget.

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