Everything is Exposed (Cuck)

All you could think about was the fact that he already knew about your failed efforts to satisfy her. How much detail had she gone into? Did he know how lost you’d looked when she asked you to humiliate her? Did she tell him all the things that she’d wished you’d done to her but hadn’t? Did he know about your hang ups and your phobias? Maybe they’d even laughed about you, together.{if Female = true}

It was a naked feeling. Like you were exposed to him for judgment. Your most intimate moments along with your wife were there for him to voyeuristically enjoy. All while plotting how to give her what she was “missing” when she was with you.{endif}{if Male = true}

He probably knew all the words to say that you didn’t. Maybe even all the moves that you didn’t. When the time came, and his cock was inside her, would he taunt her about how much better he was then you? Would he tell her how his cock could give her pleasure that yours couldn’t?{endif}

When words returned to you, your voice was hoarse. Of course, if he was the man who she wanted as a bull, you wouldn’t object. He seemed to already have quite a handle on her. Your wife’s face lit up with a joy that gave you all the more humiliation to wallow in.

Still, just because you were a {if Male = true}cuck{endif}{if Female = true}cuckquean{endif} didn’t mean you were stupid. If he slept with your wife, it would be a huge violation of doctor/patient confidentiality. He was being paid to act as a trusted counselor, not to flirt with her. The things he’d done, not even knowing you were into it, were already dangerous to his career. This further step would be too.

Would he even take such an insane risk by agreeing to do this with her? Part of you hoped he would. She seemed to want it, and you were quickly getting excited by the idea too. Yet, if he did, it would be proof he wasn’t a very good therapist in the first place.

You didn’t mention these misgivings to your wife though. It was better to toss them away.