CONFIDENTIAL
Dr. Sean Cohen,
I just wanted to write you a little email to thank you for your excellent advice. Your recommendations have been invaluable. Our relationship is closer than ever and I owe it all to you.
As we’ve discussed in our therapy sessions, I love my husband, Joel, with all of my heart. He is in the most amazing man I have ever met. He is a kind, gentle, generous, loving, sexy, and caring man. He is the most amazing man that I have ever met.
But deep in his soul, we learned through your therapy sessions that he is tortured and tormented.
We never discussed it in your office but Joel and I met in college and even though I fell in love right away, I did my best to hold back my emotions. I had just gone though a bad breakup with my high school sweetheart and my classes were a bit overwhelming. I decided I didn’t want to rush into another relationship. Thankfully, he never gave up on me. He asked me out often and he was always respectful about it. Finally, after six months, I accepted his offer for coffee.
Three years after that first date, we graduated college, and two weeks later we were married. Over those three years I learned a lot about my husband. His honesty spills forth like a waterfall but I always knew there was something that he was holding back. He had a deep secret that brought him a level of unhappiness.
Your suggestion unlocked the key to the secret that was buried deep in his heart. Your revelation to me, while shocking at the time, was so obvious once it was revealed.
The revelation broke my heart, but not in the way you would expect. Your idea didn’t bother me, but the fact that he had carried around this burden for most of his life is what hurt me so deeply and made me cry into my pillow every night.
I finally decided to fully commit myself to his healing and I made arrangements to go forward with your recommendations.
A couple of weeks ago, he had a birthday so I took him out to a really nice dinner. I wore my little black dress, the one that he says is his favorite, and wore my hair down, just the way he likes it. He wore a black suit, no tie, (he hates them) and looked very dashing with his new haircut and well manicured beard. If it were up to me, I would have thrown all of the plates onto the floor, threw him on the table and ate HIM for dessert, but alas…I needed to remain composed and wait until later to indulge in my delicious man.
We talked all night and had the most wonderful dinner. The food and service was spectacular, but my husband was more delicious than the food.
“So, where is my present?” he asked.
“You have two presents tonight,” I said. I grinned, fighting back the urge to tell him every detail that I had planned.
“Is it big or small?”
“You’re just going to have to wait,” I insisted. Resolute to make this a surprise.
We got back into the car to drive home, which was a good thirty minutes away. He made the mistake of touching my knee. The warmth of his hand ignited my passion that had been smoldering within me all night.
I reached over and ran my fingers through his hair, staring at his gorgeous silhouette in the dark. I decided he would get three presents instead of two…
Slowly, I started to raise the bottom of my dress. I continued to slowly slide it up my thighs until I caught his attention.
“What are you doing? Someone may see you,” said my protective knight in shining armor.
“I want you, baby. You look so sexy tonight. You smell great, and you know that beard turns me on,” I said as I whimpered.
My hands started to roam over my body. First, my tummy, and down my legs, then back up again. I moved my hands up to my breasts and massaged them over my dress. The only thing I don’t like about this dress is that it hides my cleavage too well.
Joel tried to slide his hand down to my inner thigh but I stopped him.
“You’re only allowed to hold my knee. You’re not allowed to go any further,” I said.
“This is my birthday, I can do whatever I want,” he said, trying to look in between my legs while he drove.
“No, you have to wait.”
I pushed his hand away as I reached up under my dress and pulled my panties down, and let them fall to the floor board. I then spread my legs, putting my right foot up on the dash. His hand once again found my knee and he gripped it tightly this time.
“You’re going to make me crash,” he said.
“Just get me home so I can feel you inside me,” I said as I started to softly touch my hot pussy.
The car started to move to the next lane to the right.
“Be careful,” I said. I looked over my shoulder to see if anyone was in that lane.
“I’m getting off the freeway. I’ll find a quiet spot because I want you NOW.”
I sat up and started to pull my skirt back down. “I’m not doing that tonight. You’re presents are at home. I just wanted to give you a little preview.”
He gave a grunt/whimper as he moved the car back into the fast lane.
I leaned the seat back, slid my skirt all the way up, and started to touch myself again. As I slowly started to massage my clit, I could only think about what was going to happen as soon as we got home, and I started to get extremely wet. I started to slowly finger myself, imagining my husband sliding in and out of me. I was aching for his cock and I started having second thoughts about having him pull off the freeway, but I knew what was about to happen so I remained patient.
My eyes stared at his face as he watched my hands. He loves to watch me touch myself. He has told me he loves watching my fingers and his cock disappear inside of me…
The car swerved as he tried to get his pants open. I was far too distracted to care at that point. I just kept sliding my finger in and out of my hot, wet pussy.
Joel pulled his hot, cock out of his pants and he started to stroke it right there in the car. This was the only time I was really concerned for our safety. It is one thing for him to watch me as I touch myself, but it is entirely different if he is stroking himself.
However, watching him stroke that long, thick cock while he watched me touch myself just drove me wild. I LOVE that I still turn him on so much that he just HAD to touch himself.
Watching him do that made me soaking wet and I felt my orgasm growing quickly and I started to yell loudly. I knew no one else would hear us so I was moaning and screaming really loud. Joel started to talk SO dirty to me.
“Fuck that dirty, tight pussy you nasty slut!” and “Cum all over my hard cock!” were my favorites and it completely send me over the edge. I had an amazing orgasm as he watched. I grabbed his hand and I put it on my pussy to see if he could feel my spasms. I know he loves that as well.
Joel asked me to suck on his cock, but I refused. Oh…I wanted to. I wanted to feel his cum shoot into the back of my throat, but I wanted him to save that cum for his present.
He drove like a madman the rest of the way home. I’m shocked that he didn’t get a speeding ticket because it was a little scary! I pulled my dress down just a little. At every red light he would raise the front of my dress and take a peek at my naked pussy.
I loved it.
We pulled into the driveway and he ran into the house, pulling me along as fast as I could walk. I was laughing so hard that I could barely walk, so he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and ran into the house. It was so funny to watch him go crazy over me. I still chuckle just thinking about it.
As soon as the door closed behind us, Joel started to strip out of his clothes. I asked him to stop.
“Stop? Why stop? No stop!” he said.
“Because your present is upstairs in the closet. You go get on the bed and-”
I couldn’t get out another word. Joel was already sprinting up the stairs. By the time I got to our bedroom, he was laying on his back, spread eagle with only his boxers on. (And those boxers looked like a tent…)
I casually strolled over to the closet, and opened the sliding door. I reached in and pulled out his present.
A very fit, muscular, brunette haired, brown eyed, twenty-four year old ma with a red bow tied around his neck moved out of the closet as I guided him.
Joel sat up in bed with a very perplexed look on his face.
“What is this? You’re going to fuck some guy for MY birthday?” Joel said.
“No my love. Andre is not here for me…he is here for you.”
“What do you mean he is here for me?”
Joel started to slide off the bed and put on his pants. I walked over to him and grabbed the top of the pants before Joel could put them on.
I looked my love in the eyes and said, “Joel. I love you with all of my heart. Dr. Cohen explained why you may have been so tormented and he confided in me that you hinted around the idea of being with another man. I love you from the bottom of my heart, so tonight, I am going to give you that gift. I want you to experience the most you can out of life and if this is what you want to try, then I am going to be here by your side as you try it.”
Joel sat down slowly on the edge of the bed.
“Yeah, but what if I…what if I like it? What if I’m gay?” he said slowly.
“If you like it, we will do it again. If you are gay, we will cross that bridge if and when we come to it.” I kissed him and then I stood up and walked back to the closet and reached in. I pulled out a second present and held it behind my back.
“My only request,” I said as I unwrapped it, “is that I get to take your ‘virginity’.” I held up the strap-on that I had purchased the day before. “I think it is only fair, considering I am your wife.”
Joel sat on the side of the bed, completely in shock.
I started to undress slowly, and then I realized Andre was watching me. (He is VERY good looking.) I started to blush but I was going to go through with this for my husband. I realized my panties were still in the car so I was going to be very nude, very soon.
Once I unzipped my dress, I let it fall to the floor, and then I quickly remove my bra. I started to put on the strap-on but I needed a little help. It was a little strange having Andre assist me with my husband watching, but I just wanted Joel to sit back and relax and try to enjoy the whole experience.
Andre sat at the foot of the bed while I crawled up and started to kiss Joel. After a few minutes Joel started to kiss me like he had never kissed me before. His kisses were intense. Maybe it was a little bit of fear mixed with anxiety? I don’t know, but I loved kissing him that way.
I had Joel slide down so he could lay on his back and I slowly pulled down his boxers.
“If you ever feel uncomfortable, just say ‘stop’,” I whispered into his ear as Andre and I traded places. I sat at the foot of the bed while Andre moved up and softly kissed Joel.
…I cannot even tell you how hot and wet I am right now as I write this to you…
Joel and Andre started to kiss more and their kisses became more passionate. I loved, loved, loved looking at the expression on Joel’s face. It was as if he had a glass of water after walking through the Sahara. As much as I loved watching, I wanted more. I moved forward and I took Joel’s hard cock into my mouth and I sucked on him slowly and softly.
His moans were the sexiest that I have ever heard. I kept going slow. I wanted him to enjoy this night as long as possible but I just had to have that hard, hot cock in my mouth.
“Trade,” I said.
I went up and started to kiss Joel again while Andre went down and started to suck on Joel. More than once, I had to just watch that hot man take my husbands cock deep into his mouth. It made me so, so wet to watch. I could tell Joel was going to cum soon as he started to squeeze my shoulder, just like he does when I make him cum.
“Trade,” I said again.
Andre started to come up to kiss Joel again.
“No, trade the other way. Andre, lay on your back,” I said.
I moved off the bed and helped Andre get out of his boxers. I grabbed his hot cock in my hand and pointed it to Joel.
“All yours,” I said.
Joel moved forward slowly and then took Andre’s cock from my hand with his hand. He licked his lips and paused for a moment. There was a line he was about to cross and I could tell he was making sure he wanted to cross it.
Joel slowly put the cock into his mouth and started to suck on it slowly.
I smiled. Not only was my husbands fantasy becoming a reality, but it was incredibly hot to watch as well!
I walked around the bed and grabbed the lube from my nightstand and then I went and positioned myself behind Joel. I opened the bottle and let it drizzle all around his asshole. I slowly started to rub his ass with my finger. Both Andre and Joel were moaning these amazing moans. I don’t know if I will ever be able to get that delicious sound out of my head.
I slowly pushed my finger into Joel, then I was able to slide in two. I tried to do what he always did when he prepared to fuck my ass so I slowly slid my fingers in and out and tried to stretch him slowly. I then grabbed the bottle of lube and lubed up my stiff dildo.
My left hand grabbed his hip as my right hand guided the dildo to his ass. Once I touched his ass with the dildo, I grabbed his right hip with my right hand and I pushed forward slowly.
He took Andre’s cock out of his mouth and we all waited. As soon as the dildo slid into his ass he moaned loudly and flinched. He reached back and put one hand on my hip, exactly like I do to him when he is slowly penetrating my ass.
I couldn’t help but feel like this was a little bit of retribution for all the times he fucked me in the ass, but my motivation wasn’t revenge, it was loving. At the same time, maybe he would understand how painful it can be and may next time he will listen when I say he needs to slow down.
I slid the dildo into his ass as far as possible and then I stopped. I wanted him to adjust and get used to the feeling. After a few moments, I started to move my hips back to slide the dildo out of him slowly, and then I thrust it back in. His “Ugh” noise ever time I thrust into him was quite the turn on. I found myself thrusting in deeper and harder, just to hear his moans.
Reaching up, I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled back softly and I laid on his back and stretched to kiss his lips. He isn’t as flexible as I am and it was a challenge, but I wanted to be connected to him. I wanted him to know this was coming from a place of love.
His lips went from my lips, right back to Andre’s cock.
I have to say, I really, really enjoy watching Joel suck on another man’s cock. It turns me on so, so much. Maybe because it is “taboo” or maybe because he is being open and free. I don’t know what it is but it drives me insane with lust for my husband.
I held onto Joel’s shoulders and I started to thrust into him hard and deep. I wanted to give him the best experience possible…and I wanted to prepare him for Andre, as his cock was bigger than the dildo. His moans and groans were music to my ears.
After a few more minutes, I slowly slid the dildo out of Joel’s ass. I motioned for Andre to come around to my side of the bed. I quickly removed the strap that held the dildo in place and I let it fall to the floor. Joel reached for the lube and started to rub it all over his cock while I went and laid down and started to slide under Joel into a sixty-nine position. I wanted his cock in my mouth as he took Andre’s cock into his ass. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as possible.
It felt good to have the weight of my husband on top of me. I realized I missed that feeling. It was a little awkward trying to suck on him in this position, but I was determined to do the best I could. I couldn’t really move my head, so I reached up and started to move Joel’s hips with my hands. He slowly started to slide his delicious cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel him growing in my mouth quickly.
Andre could see that I was struggling so he suggested we all shift toward the edge of the bed. I was then able to hang my head off of the bed, allowing Joel to fuck my face easier. There is a little bench that Joel and I have at the foot of our bed. Andrew pulled that to the side of the bed and Joel knelt on that. Andre then stood behind him. Miraculously, it was all the perfect height. As Joel slowly slid his cock in and out of my throat, Andrew lined himself up behind Joel.
“Are you ready for this?” Andre asked.
“Yes,” Joel replied.
It was sweet for Andre to ask. From between Joel’s legs, I could see Andre getting closer and closer. I could see him grab his cock and guide it toward my husbands ass. I pushed myself as far off the bed as possible. For some reason, I wanted to see that big, thick cock penetrate my Joel. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see everything. It was a little difficult with a big cock in my throat. Thankfully, I was at the right angle so Joel’s balls didn’t smack me in the nose too often.
As Andre thrust forward, Joel let out a very loud moan.
“Wait, wait,” Joel pleaded.
Andre stopped, waiting for Joel to adjust. For a moment, I was worried he had regrets and wanted to stop.
“OK, I’m ready,” Joel said.
I reached up and grabbed Joel’s ass cheeks and spread them apart for Andre. From the size of Andre’s cock, I don’t blame Joel for needing a moment to adjust. Seeing his cock from this angle, I could see how thick it was and the thought may have crossed my mind to have Andre fuck me one day. Maybe.
The three of us had to position ourselves and reposition for a few moments.
And then it clicked…
Andre started to thrust hard and deep into Joel, which allowed his cock to slide in and out of my mouth with every thrust and pull. This was my favorite part of the whole night. It was symbiotic. It was intense. It was amazing.
Joel moaned and yelled as he rested his face on my inner thigh. I then felt him shove his finger into it. I was so wet, it slid right in, but Joel used much more force than normal.
It’s such a fucking turn on to have my husband forced to moan as he attempted to lick and suck on my soaking wet pussy.
“Cum in my ass!” Joel said loudly. I was surprised to hear him say it so soon. I assumed he was already very sore, considering this was his first time. Joel’s cock started to slide deeper into my throat, cutting off my air as Andre rammed his cock into my husband’s tight little ass. The lack of oxygen was worth it.
The sound of my husband’s ass colliding into the hips of another man fucking drove me insane. I love it when he fucks me hard and we make that sound, but hearing another man make that sound with my Joel drove me wild. I reached down and started to rub my clit hard.
Andre started to grunt and I knew he would cum soon. I looked up and watched the base of Andre’s cock. As soon as he started to slow down, I knew it was coming soon. He slammed into Joel roughly and let out an escalating moan.
I could see the cum shooting up through his shaft, and then he pulled out and slammed back into Joel. Joel moaned loudly as Andre’s hot cum shot into his ass. I was on the edge of cumming myself, but I wanted to cum with my husband, so I waited…
Andre continued to shove his cock deeper and deeper into Joel’s ass as he unloaded all of his cum. Andrew collapsed on Joel’s back, but that shoved Joel completely into my throat. I needed air, so I pushed Joel up and he pulled himself out of my mouth. All three of us gasped as both men lay on top of me. Both of them rolled to the side, and the cool air washed over my skin. I hadn’t realized how hot and sweaty I was under Joel until they rolled off.
At this point, I was a woman possessed. I needed my husband inside of me. I shoved Andre out of the way and I rolled Joel onto his back. Thankfully, I noticed his cock was still rock hard and I quickly climbed on top of him and impaled myself on him. I leaned forward and put my hands on the bed so I could be as close to possible with my love.
I started to ride Joel fast and hard. I was soaking wet and insane with desire. It felt good to feel something so comfortable after going through something so new. His hands were all over me and it felt good to be desired as he grabbed my breasts and my ass.
I sat up straight to take him deeper inside of me.
“Kiss my husband,” I demanded of Andre.
He obliged and started to kiss Joel as I took him deep inside of my hot, wet, throbbing pussy. Andre put his hand on my right thigh and I placed my right hand on his back and I put my left hand on Joel’s chest as Joel grabbed my left breast.
We were connected and one. I stared at them as they kissed, riding my husbands hot, hard shaft harder and harder as my orgasm started to build. My fingernails dug into Joel’s shoulder and Andre’s back as I watched their tongues intertwine. I slammed down harder on my husband as his lips slid over Andre’s.
Joel started to thrust up into me and I knew he was just as close as I was. Faster and faster he thrust while I slammed down onto him. He moaned loudly into Andre’s mouth and his body went stiff. His cock swelled inside of me like never before and then his hot cum shot into me like a rocket. I slammed down on him hard twice and my orgasm collided into me like a freight train. I literally saw a flash of white my orgasm plowed through me. The guttural yell came from so deep within, I had never heard a noise come out of me like that. My legs locked up and then started to shake violently as I ground my hips into Joel’s, trying to take him as deep into me as possible.
After the orgasmic train rushed through me, I started to gain some sort of control over my own body and I started to ride Joel slowly. I leaned forward and joined the two men and kissed both of them as our euphoria subsided.
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Oh my…I seemed to be have been a lot more graphic than I intended. I apologize. I’m just so happy, and I’m confident you will respect the doctor-patient confidentiality, even though it is my husband that is your patient.
That evening with Andre was two weeks ago and the breakthrough has been phenomenal. Later that night, after Andre left, Joel and I laid in bed together and he kissed me and told me how much he appreciated what I had done for him and he told me over and over how much he loved me. I had tears of joy in my eyes as I fell asleep that night.
Joel had a sore ass for two days but he now has an inner peace like I have never seen. He is much more open to any and all ideas. He no longer has nightmares and he even gained a few pounds. He smiles more than frowns and he even burst out laughing when we went to dinner last weekend. It was the first time I had heard him laugh that hard in years.
We had one more “date” with Andre. It was basically more of the same, with some new positions that Joel and I wanted to try. Interestingly, Joel has no desire to be “pegged” by me unless Andre is there. It is as if his heterosexual side and his bisexual side live in two different places in his mind and he likes to keep them completely separate. I wouldn’t mind doing it more as I find it to be a complete turn on, but I respect Joel’s wishes.
Thankfully, this breakthrough has made Joel and I even closer. We make love twice a day now and we flirt with one another constantly.
I just wanted to thank you and let you know that we will not be at this weeks session. Joel is taking me away somewhere. He planned it all himself and I have no idea where we are going but I am looking forward to it!
We don’t know how to thank you!
Well…we have an idea how to thank you but we don’t know how ethical it would be. Joel and I talked about it and we know you are single. Joel suggested that we pay you back orally, or joining us on a “date”, and I love the idea! Either myself, Joel, or both of us if you are interested. Does that cross a line? I mean, it would be like a very intense therapy session, correct?
If you feel it is unethical, we were thinking Joel could quit you as his therapist for a month, “pay you in full”, and then sign up with you again. Will that work for you? If not, we fully understand, but the offer is on the table…or on our bed, or in your office, or anywhere else you would like to receive “payment”.
Please, please give it some thought. We will call you when we return from our trip for your answer.
Much love and many, many thanks,
Jill Quick.
