"Now... you have to tell me....what happened to suddently find you homeless and alone ?"
The attractive woman in front of you was your psychiatrist, and you have already told her about your kinky cuckquean habits. She was looking at you, intrigued and curious as she was already guessing the truth.
"Well... you know... I have caught my husband flirting with... this woman... we were at a restaurant and he went out to smoke. As he was not coming back, I also went out and he was laughing with... her. She was...just perfect. Long straight hair, probably Italian. Her dress was very classy, hinting beautiful and gorgeous tanned tits. Her white high heels made her look elegant and confident. Her eyes were shining and were connected to my husband's. No doubt she finds him attractive."
"So... what have you done ?"
"Well... I was hesitating but finally my husband saw me. He had a bored expression while I was coming to meet them. He introduced me as his wife, and I also saw disappointment on her eyes. So... I don't know why... but I felt I need to comfort her. I felt hypnotised so I proposed her to continue this discussion at home, without thinking about my words. She looked at me surprised, and was about to refuse, but my husband replied it was a very good idea."
Your psychatrist cleared her throat and invited you to continue.
"She answered... "well.. If your wife wants so, yes, let's... discuss at your home". She was looking at me, with a strange and intrigued air, and I was turning red with shame. In the car, we were very quiet, but each of us knew what would happen in some minutes. I was sitting in the back of the car and she gave me a few glances in the rear view mirror. A predatory look, but also pitiful. I couldn't bear that look, and the closer we were from home, the more..."
"Yes... ? Please, don't be afraid, and tell me how you were feeling."
"The more excited I was... the sexual tension in the car was exploding, I was guessing my husband's cock growing, the urge he was feeling to empty his balls inside her tight Italian pussy. I was wet, totally wet, and when we arrived, I saw that I left a wet mark on the leather bench. She noticed too... and gave me a small giggle.
Just before entering I pretended to have forgotten something in the car. I turned back just some seconds later. She was hoding his hand, and her head was on his shoulder, while he was opening the door. They looked... fantastic... the perfect couple. This view totally aroused me.
"What have you done then ?"
""I have waited 15 minutes before entering, as a thief, in my own home. I saw the bedroom's door closed, and my eyes catch her high heels, then her dress, then... her panties. She was softly moaning, with a terribly sexy voice, and I understood my husband was probably...eating her pussy. I couldn't support the vision I had in my mind, and I felt the urge to... masturbate.."
You caught the amazed and pitiful look your psychiatrist had for you during one second before she hid it behind a professional and neutral glance. That made you feel terribly vulnerable and ashamed, but you continued:
"Yes... well... I took her panties and sniffed them while hearing her moaning from my husband's mouth, licking her sweet juice from her pussy... my fingers were rubbing my own pussy as crazy, and I stuffed my face deeper in her blue panties. Some minutes after I heard them laughing tenderly, and also some wet sounds... i couldn't resist and I had to look from the key hole... they were... tenderly french kissing, sitting inside each other, and they were again... absolutely perfect. Her tits were caressing his chest, her beautiful hair was covering his face, and his hard dick was in her soft hand. She was giving him a tender handjob while passionately kissing him, as if they knew each other for years. It was en evidence they were made to be together.. after some minutes she made him laid on our bed, and gently stuffed his cock inside her perfect pussy. I have never seen his cock so big and so hard. Her pussy started embracing his cock, she was taking it deep, without condom. She was moving her hips softly, then faster, while they kept eye contact. I knew my husband wouldn't resist any longer. While kissing him, I heard her whispering... "cum inside me..." Then he exploded inside her, and I exploded too, at the same time, biting her panties as hard as I could to not scream. My hand and the floor below me were totally wet. My climax was not over when I heard her moaning louder and louder and having a deep and passionate orgasm. This gave me an immediate other orgasm, and I almost fainted..."
You try to sit up straight on the chair, but this memory is still arousing you.
"When they have finished, she was laying on him, her head on his chest and he was softly stroking her long hair. They spoke a bit, I was hearing about weekends, Italy, travels. They were laughing and kissing a lot also. I thought she would leave after having fucked my husband, but finally they turned off the lights... I felt stupid and ashamed, with her panties in my hand... I had no choice to go on the couch and try to sleep..."
The woman in front of you smiled while taking notes, and you don't know how to take it. You wanted to finish your story, feeling humiliated to have to speak about the moment you let this beautiful woman take your man without any resistance.
"So... I tried to sleep, but they fucked again, and again...her soft voice and her moanings were waking me up every time I felt asleep. I think he came deep inside her 4 times, maybe 5. And each time I found my fingers deep inside my pussy. The morning was here, and I haven't slept at all. They woke up, I heard them laughing and softly kissing, while I was sitting on the couch. Finally the door opened, and she was there, absolutely naked. She was so gorgeous... I wanted to be on my knees to kiss her perfect pussy, but I couldn't move... She saw me and she was terribly surprised. She had totally forgotten about me, as I have never existed. She was holding my hysband's hand, and now they were looking at me a little embarassed, like when an annoying roommate caught you with your boyfriend. She gave me a small smile, and sat down at the table. They were attending to have breakfast, like a normal couple..."
"So... I don't understand... you said something ? And your husband ?"
"My husband was not looking at me anymore. He was close to her, gently holding and rubbing her hand, and looking at her eyes. He said nothing. So I understood...I had nothing to do here, I was an intruder, ugly, somebody who was disturbing a beautiful couple. And she was too polite and perfect to tell me to leave. So I decided to...give her the keys of my house. I tried to say goodbye to my husband but he didn't answer. She gave me the same look as in the car, a predator but pitiful glance, and she just took my keys and nodded with a smile. She gave an impercetible look at my wedding ring, then put her soft eyes back on mine... I took off my ring, gave it to her and looked at her putting it around her finger. It fitted perfectly. Then she looked again at her husband. He wasn't mine anymore. She kissed him and put her fingers in his hair. I left them silently while they were kissing each other, and I closed the door behind me..."
The woman continued to note your story, then took off her glasses and looked at you with a strange smile.
"Well... if you marry again, please make me meet your husband !"
She told it as a joke, with a laugh, but you know it was half true, and she was only half joking. And you know deep inside tou you will do it without hesitation, as this gorgeous woman was giving you the same look as the one who stole your husband.