My third client

My third client was actually the second client I met.  We met for coffee on a hot day, and sat outside the coffee shop and talked about our lives.  He has been divorced sometime, and has a teenage son he sees on occasion.   He had been in a bad accident, but you couldn’t tell that looking at him as he had a miraculous recovery.  After about an hour, he asked about a session following our coffee, but since it was hot and we were outside I felt we were both too sweaty for a session.  Instead, we scheduled a session for the following Monday as his home.  He lives close to my office, which was convenient.  I drove over, and parked on the street.  I walked up and knocked.  He invited me in and offered me water, which I accepted.  I was just wearing my work clothes, which this day was a dress and a cardigan.  I had put on some shorts underneath.  He wanted the session in his bed with no music or tv.  I said ok, as long as we can chill and chat.  He was fine with that.  Almost everything he told me made me laugh.  He did tell me that he wished I had on thong shorts… I told him that was a little out of line.  He tells me he wants to see me again, but hasn’t made another appointment.  I get it, professional cuddling is expensive.