Take this letter to your wife

As you lay on the table recovering Hope is writing something down. You put your pants and underwear back on and Hope hands you a sealed envelope. "Give this to your wife and wait until she calls you. Don't open it, or I'll know." She hands you a paper towel. "And try to clean that cum off your shirt." She laughs again, as you try to dab off most of the cum.

As you are leaving the office she says "Make an appointment with Amy on your way out. One week from today."

You sheepishly smile and nod. You're unable to speak.

The waiting room is empty, thank God. You walk up to the receptionist area. She gives you a knowing smile.

"How did everything go, sir?"

You clear your throat "Uh... fine. Well."

"Great to hear. Dr. Linderman has waived the consultation fee in this instance, and has requested I make an appointment for next week. Is that ok?"

"Uh, yes. Yes, that's ok."

"Great! See you in a week."

You wave goodbye and exit the clinic.

Walking to the bus stop you cannot believe what just happened. You look at the envelope in your hand. What could it say? Dr Linderman instructed you to give it to your wife, but she said earlier in the morning that she was going to make you lick her pussy when she got home. It might not be prudent to give it to her right away.