Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1030

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep94

They didn't stop until Austin pulled into the driveway leading up to the house. He was so tired, he left Lexi's car there, and followed his mother and sister inside. He ended the evening passed out on the couch.

*

James woke up before the alarm. The day hadn't even started, but he was already apprehensive. His wife was passed out next to him. Snoring and drooling. She still had her dress on from the night before. She'd said she was going with Lexi to visit Austin at the restaurant and had come back at some ungodly hour, stinking of alcohol.

James was too asleep then, and too smart now, to ask his wife what had happened. No more secrets was fine in theory -- unflinchingly, brutal honesty was asking for another thing altogether. James got out of bed and took a shower. When he got out, Christine was still asleep. They were going to be late, so he shook her shoulder slightly.

The beautiful blonde woman groaned and rolled over. But she blinked her eyes open.

"How was last night?" James asked.

"Our son is awesome!" Christine said. Then she frowned, guiltily. "I may have had too much to drink." "That's OK."

"I may still be a little drunk now," Christine said.

"I'll let you explain it to Dr. Stevens," James said. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a polo shirt. He wasn't going to work, it was Saturday, so he wanted to stay casual. But he thought he should look good for their appointment. "Oh fuck!" Christine said. She popped out of bed. "How late are we?"

"Slow down," James said kindly, "We're fine."

Christine hurried to take a shower and get dressed. She put on a nice pair of jeans and a blouse. Not nearly as well-dressed as she was the night before to see Austin, James thought ruefully, but perfectly appropriate for what they were doing. They got into the SUV, the orgy-mobile as Molly had named it, and drove into town.

To her credit, Christine had immediately agreed when James said they ought to try seeing a couples' counselor. He'd thought he would get a huge argument from her -- for a doctor, Christine really hated to see the doctor. He'd steeled himself, then reinforced that with strong, rational arguments, and then presented the idea with an iron will.

But Christine had agreed right away. All that preparation for nothing. James was almost disappointed he didn't get to make his points.

"No, you're right, we need to do this," Christine had said.

"I love you so much and I don't want to see us..."

"I agree," Christine had said, "It's important. Just tell me when."

James had pulled a few strings and gotten them a meeting for that Saturday. They drove into town together. It felt weird to be in the car and not even thinking about pulling over for a blowjob.

I forget, I spoke to my brother this morning," Christine said, breaking the

"Is Jack good with the later

work," Christine said, "The whole family will

the car

in real vases. They were playing a smooth jazz radio station that seemed to have never gotten over

front: more cats, more flowers, though thankfully no Kenny G. James and Christine sat down on a leather couch. There was another chair facing them and, behind that, an

moments later, Dr. Stevens entered the room. She was a thin, older woman, with oval glasses and long, silver hair tied back in a ponytail. She had

to come talk to me today?" Dr. Stevens asked as she sat down in the chair facing them. She had a little notebook in front of her, but she kept it closed

James said. He and Christine had agreed beforehand on their story. They would talk honestly about their feelings and what was going on. But no 'details.' i. e., it was perfectly fine for James to say that he felt distant from Christine (which he did and which he said), but there was

to talk about things than he'd thought. Especially with Christine sitting

this, he realized. He didn't know why he kept painting her

"I think this is a very strong start. You're good at sharing your feelings with each other and that's better

in some way. That you feel like the passion in your marriage has dwindled. That's natural. A long-married couple is a different relationship. It's easy to feel like you're in a rut. But there's also a level of intimacy that a young couple can never hope to accomplish. We can work to help you cherish that while still reigniting that passion

burbling up his chest and he held

of this process before anything else, you should be having sex. You may not always be in the

much as

nodded at them both and

complete fucking waste of time," Christine

Please, that's the least

*

missed only about ten minutes of prep, but it was enough. Everything was off rhythm, like the drums in a band playing a quarter-beat too fast. Austin simply couldn't

right one, but it was missing

fish right, apparently, and Chef Paul was in a particularly foul mood. Twice, food got sent back from the dining room. At

everything was cleaned, Austin went out back for his

tonight sucked," he said as he puffed. Everyone except Chef Paul was back there: dishwashers, line cooks, even a couple of the servers. No one looked at

one of the line

had a bad night,"

said, "A bad month." Everyone else

my

was defending him, things

every day for your

'my

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