The Therapist

Some background on us. I'm your typical 45-year-old white guy. 6 feet tall, 195lbs. Nothing remarkable about me. My wife is slightly younger, 40, and is an amazing looking woman, especially after 4 kids. She's 5'7 and was a stick figure when we get married. She was 118 lbs but now after four kids is 135 lbs. Her breasts were small when we started dating, originally a 32 A, but now they are a beautiful 34C. She has curves in all the right spaces and let me tell you something those curves drive me wild. I always thought skinny is what I liked but I was so wrong. Curves in the right places are where it's at.
While you might think with that opening everything was perfect in our life, but it wasn't. We were going to a therapist. He was an older gentleman, in his early 60's, looked to be about 6'3", 210 lbs. We had made good progress on a lot of fronts; but intimacy was still our biggest issue. For me it was a huge deal. I wanted it but she could live without it. Our therapist said he could help with that. He started having us do individual sessions, something which my wife first railed against, but I convinced her we should try it.
I was a little nervous about opening up to him about my sexual desires but eventually I did. We talked about the various sexual fantasies I had. I told him how I wanted to watch her with other men. Other men who had dicks bigger and longer than mine. Men who could last longer than me. One fantasy was her having sex with a younger man, say in his early 20's. Another was with her with a man around our age. I mentioned I had the typical BBC fantasy. I wanted to do a golden shower with her. He could sense there was at least one more fantasy I had but was reluctant to share it with him, but I finally relented and said I also fantasized about her having sex with an older gentleman. We had gone into detail about each fantasy over several sessions. I know he had been meeting with her for several sessions too. Finally, it was time for us to have a couple's session again.
On that day, I had gotten up, showered and gone to work. I left work at 3 PM to pick her up at home and drove to our appointment. She came out in her tight jeans that hugged her ass but what was more surprising to me was that she was wearing a white tank top with black bra. She would never wear that out in public with me. She said it looked trashy, like a slut. She would dress like that if we were having sex though. She got in my truck, and I eyeballed her up and down. I tried asking a couple of times about why she was dressed that like but I got no answer and didn't keep pushing the topic.
We showed up for our appt and sat in the waiting room for 15 minutes before the doctor came to get us. The practice had multiple therapists, so there were other couples and individuals in the waiting area, so they all got to see my wife dressed like that. We entered his office and took our customary bursa escort seats, and the doctor sat at his seat. We sat in silence for probably a minute or two but it seemed more like eternity.
He then turned to my wife and said bluntly, your husband wants you to cuckold him and have sex with other men. This isn't how I envisioned the appointment starting. I was eyeballing my wife for any sign of a reaction, but she didn't have any. He turned to me and said it's taken a lot of discussions with your wife to get to her to embrace this reality, but she is finally ready to do it. My eyeballs widened at his statement.
He continued speaking to me and said if this is what I want, then I need to say it out loud for Jenn to hear me, but once I say it there is no going back, and the marriage will change forever. Are you ready for that kind of commitment? I said yes, I am.
I turned to my wife and noticed she was breathing a little more rapidly. Jennifer, I want you to cuckold me. I want you to have sex with other men. I want to watch you be pleasured, I want you to go on dates, I want to dress you up, I want to buy you lingerie to wear for other men, I want you to come home after being fucked and hear all about it.
He asked me how I felt telling her this. I said a weight is lifted from me, being able to tell her how I feel. He got up from his chair and walked towards Jenn standing over her and clearly looking down at her breasts, and said how does it make you feel Jenn to hear this?
Jenn said she was initially revolted by the idea. It took the therapist numerous sessions, including watching cuckolding videos and explaining to Jenn why I wanted it so badly to have this lifestyle that she finally said she's willing to try it. Jenn then stood up from her chair and looked at the therapist.
The therapist stood up and walked to stand behind my wife. He looked at me and said look at your wife. She's dressed like a slut, isn't she? Wearing a black bra underneath a white tank top. His hands reached out from behind her and started cupping her tits, fondling and massaging them. I got hard in my pants. I said you are right she is dressed like a slut. The therapist said she's never dressed like this for you before out in public? I said no. He said she dressed like a slut for me.
He walked over to his desk and took his water pitcher and poured some water into a glass and drank some of it. He then gave Jenn the glass to drink from and he said to her I bet you are thirsty. She said yes and drank the rest of it and asked for some more. He then refilled the glass, and she drank all of that. He took it from her and set back down on his desk.
He then told Jenn to go stand next to me and face him. He told me to stand up and undress my wife and give her to him. He said she can keep on the bra and panty she has on. I stood up from my seat, with bursa eskort a tent visible in my jeans. I stood in front of her and reached down and lifted her white tank top and pulled it off of her. I was about to unbutton her pants but he said stop and so I froze. He said he wanted me to stand behind my wife so he could admire her beautiful breasts while I undid her jeans. I moved behind her and reached around and unbuttoned her pants. I then undid the zipper to her jeans. I then placed my hands on her sides and started pulling down her jeans. I had gotten down on my knees so I could peel them down easier. As I started pulling them down, I could tell she wasn't wearing one of her normal bikini's. Instead, what I saw shocked me completely.
She had worn the thong she had worn on our wedding day. He was going to cuckold me while she wore it. As I got them down to her ankles, she stepped out of them. The therapist said bring her to me. I grabbed her hand and we walked together till we were standing in front of the therapist. He had taken his clothes off and I noticed he his dick was hard, probably 7 inches long and thick. He looked at me and said do you see what I have on my desk. I looked over and he had a pink thong on his desk. He told me to go take my clothes off and put that thong on.
I walked over to his desk and was starting to take my clothes off when I heard him say let's see these marvelous tits. He reached out, grabbed the cups and ripped it open. This shocked my wife for a moment. He then pushed her ripped bra off of her shoulder and it dropped on the floor. He then reached out and started to massage them. These are marvelous, let's see how they taste. He leaned down and started suckling on her breasts and nipples. The one he wasn't suckling onto he was massaging and tweaking the nipple. He alternated back and forth for a couple of minutes.
He had noticed I hadn't gone back to my wife's side, and he said what are you waiting for, get back over here by her. I walked back over and stood by her side while he continued to attack her breasts.
The therapist looked at me and said I want you to sit on the floor in front of my desk criss cross applesauce. I did as I was told. He then said to Jenn, I think it's time to cuckold your husband and to defile that thong you wore on your wedding anniversary. Today was our 19 year anniversary.
The therapist told Jenn to place her hands on his desk. As she did that her breasts were just above my head. He told me I was to not touch her breasts at all. He slid his hand down the front of her thong and he said it feels like Jenn is wet. He looked at her and said are you wet? With a husky sounding voice she said yes. The therapist then looked at me and said is your wife wet? I said yes. He said take a close look at her pussy. Is it wet? Do you smell the hormones? The excitement she's giving off? I said yes hoarsely. The next thing I saw was his dick sliding into her with ease.
He then reached up and grabbed her breasts while fucking her in front of me. He was talking at me and said is this what you wanted? Your wife to be fucked by someone older than you, bigger than you, better than you? I could barely muster a whisper but said yes. He wasn't happy and he said say it louder. I said yes this is what I wanted. I wanted to watch my wife be fucked.
He told Jenn to look me in the eyes and tell him how it felt. Jenn said his dick is filling me up in ways I could never imagine. Initially I was repulsed by the idea of someone so much older than you fucking me, but he's doing a better job than you ever could. This feels so amazing and liberating. I can't wait to fuck other men.
He asked Jenn whose idea was it to wear the thong from our wedding day. She said it was her idea. He then said Jenn I didn't think to wear a condom before fucking you. Are you taking birth control? Jenn said she stopped taking it five years ago after I had my vasectomy. He said Jenn are you ovulating right now? She said yes. He asked her if he should pull out. She said out loud, I want you to cum inside me. They both orgasmed at the same time. He pulled out of her and she turned around and collapsed into my lap.
He walked up to her and said I need you to clean off my dick. So, while she was sitting in my lap, she reached out and sucked on his dick making it clean. While doing that he was getting harder again. He looked at me and said Viagra for the win with a wink. Suddenly, I felt my lap getting wet and realized their juices were seeping through her thong and into my lap.
He reached out and took her hand and pulled her up off my lap. He said look at you Jenn you made a mess on him. He then laid her on her back on his desk. He said keep watching this so I looked up and watched as he slid her thong to the side and entered her again with no issues at all. He started pumping in her faster. He reached out and grabbed her tits while fucking her again. He was talking down to me and said look at how easy it was to get into her panties. Jenn how does this feel? It feels amazing she said. It didn't take long before they both came again.
He helped Jenn off the desk, and she immediately squatted down to clean him off. He looked at me and said don't worry I won't be fucking her again today.
He told me I could fuck her finally. I had stood up, grabbed her hand and walked us over to a chair. I had just sat down in the chair and was about to grab her and have her ride me when the therapist said stop. He said you need to take her thong off. That belongs to me now. So, I reached out and pulled her thong down. He had his hand out like he was waiting for cash, and I handed it to him. He said this now belongs to me as a sign I now own your wife.
I then pulled my wife on top of me. I was going to play with her breasts, but she said they were too sore for that. I was disappointed but it didn't take long for me to come. She collapsed into me, and we snuggled together for a few minutes.