Cuckold Counselor: Session 1 - Dominant Doctor Reluctant Cuckold Voyeur Erotica
Cuckold Counselor, #1
Romance, Erotica, M&, Contemporary
| Author: | Reagan Snow | ISBN: | 9781524210816 |
| Publisher: | Snowflake Press, LLC | Publication: | March 2, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Reagan Snow |
| ISBN: | 9781524210816 |
| Publisher: | Snowflake Press, LLC |
| Publication: | March 2, 2016 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
An oblivious husband, an unsatisfied wife, and a very unusual treatment method...
I had no clue my wife, Tanya, was unhappy until she forced me to attend couple’s therapy. In the span of an hour with the handsome Army-surgeon-turned-psychologist Dr. Greg, I went from blissfully out of touch, to desperate to save my marriage. By the time Dr. Greg suggested that the best way to save my failing marriage was for Tanya to have sex with him (for therapeutic purposes, of course), I was willing to agree to anything. Even playing the part of a voyeur as I was being cuckolded.
I said I would do anything to save my marriage, but my sub-conscience may not be so sure. Will the treatment work? Will I accept my new role as a cuckold or will I stand up to the good doctor?
Buy now to read this tantalizing story of sex, lust, and the world of forced cuckolding…
Preview
“So, tell me all about the problem here,” the doctor asked us as we entered our first couples therapy session.
I didn’t know what to expect. Honestly, I was a little scared. My wife had done this a number of times. At one time she was a psychology student, so to me, it felt slightly unfair that she had the upper hand here. She knew what to expect from therapy. I don’t know anything about what to expect.
I didn’t even think we were having serious problems until she announced she’d set up this appointment and said she was unhappy. She told me that I either attend this appointment with her and we work things out, or we get a divorce.
Of course I cared about the relationship. I care deeply. We’ve been married for nearly four years and I could not think of a single thing that was wrong with our marriage. My beautiful wife, Tanya, was nothing other than the most wonderful wife anybody could ask for.
I protested the appointment, saying that we really didn’t need it. Couldn’t we sit at home and just talk to each other? But she drug me to the counselor’s office, forcing me to attend. That didn’t mean I had to talk much when I got there though, right?
An oblivious husband, an unsatisfied wife, and a very unusual treatment method...
I had no clue my wife, Tanya, was unhappy until she forced me to attend couple’s therapy. In the span of an hour with the handsome Army-surgeon-turned-psychologist Dr. Greg, I went from blissfully out of touch, to desperate to save my marriage. By the time Dr. Greg suggested that the best way to save my failing marriage was for Tanya to have sex with him (for therapeutic purposes, of course), I was willing to agree to anything. Even playing the part of a voyeur as I was being cuckolded.
I said I would do anything to save my marriage, but my sub-conscience may not be so sure. Will the treatment work? Will I accept my new role as a cuckold or will I stand up to the good doctor?
Buy now to read this tantalizing story of sex, lust, and the world of forced cuckolding…
Preview
“So, tell me all about the problem here,” the doctor asked us as we entered our first couples therapy session.
I didn’t know what to expect. Honestly, I was a little scared. My wife had done this a number of times. At one time she was a psychology student, so to me, it felt slightly unfair that she had the upper hand here. She knew what to expect from therapy. I don’t know anything about what to expect.
I didn’t even think we were having serious problems until she announced she’d set up this appointment and said she was unhappy. She told me that I either attend this appointment with her and we work things out, or we get a divorce.
Of course I cared about the relationship. I care deeply. We’ve been married for nearly four years and I could not think of a single thing that was wrong with our marriage. My beautiful wife, Tanya, was nothing other than the most wonderful wife anybody could ask for.
I protested the appointment, saying that we really didn’t need it. Couldn’t we sit at home and just talk to each other? But she drug me to the counselor’s office, forcing me to attend. That didn’t mean I had to talk much when I got there though, right?
