"Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck," Luke panted softly, thrusting quickly yet shallowly as he reached his end. Body on top of his girlfriend of three years, the young man of twenty-six grunted as he ejaculated into the condom. Collapsing on top of her for a brief moment, Luke rolled onto his back and then threw the condom aside. "Perfect as always." Luke muttered softly, kissing the cheek of Scarlett Johansson, the girl of his dreams, and the girlfriend he had somehow managed to seduce all those years ago.
It was great too, since his rather small penis of only three inches did not seem to bother Scarlett. She seemed to enjoy the sex as much as he did, and loved him as much as he loved her. "I love you baby," Luke said, curling into Scarlett's side as he fell asleep, the usual when he had his orgasm. He, as always, had no clue just how unsatisfied Scarlett was by the end of the night.<|im_end|>
Scarlett lay awake in her bed basking in the afterglow of sex. Luke was long lost in the world of dreams when she turned to face his back. It was midnight, and yet she was not wholly satisfied. Hunger and passion lingered in her body as she tried fighting it away. She felt guilty for wanting more when Luke was completely satisfied with what they had. She loved him for his generosity but God was not generous in making Luke's penis.
After pulling off an all-nighter, Scarlett was groggy but disturbing thoughts haunted her mind. Leaving Luke on the bed, she walked around in the room naked while thinking. What can be done?
Pacing faster by the minute, she Googled some options and before anything, the idea of a therapist hit her mind. That was the ultimate solution. Every co-star of hers had a shrink. Till date she did not require one but it was high time she visited someone.
Scrolling through various names, she hit one randomly, the available number took her to a voice box where she dropped her details and timings. By noon, she had a reply, confirming her appointment with the good doctor.<|im_end|>