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Hot Wife Katie

Copyright© 2015 by HotWifeKatie

Chapter 69: Katie’s Therapy

True Sex Story: Chapter 69: Katie’s Therapy - A true story mixed in with fantasy of a 35 year old wife and her sexual journey.

Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/Fa   Teenagers   Blackmail   Consensual   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Fiction   True Story   Black Male   White Couple   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Smoking   Prostitution  

Katie Jackson woke the next morning after her counseling session. She looked over at where her husband normally slept but it didn’t look as though he had come home last night. Katie’s stomach cramped. She picked up her phone from the nightstand but there weren’t any messages from him. After she sucked her husband’s cock in the parking lot; he told her he needed to meet Alan and left abruptly but he told her he would see her at home.

She took a deep breath as her body ached from the stress. Katie cringed as she recalled everything she had confessed to in front of her husband. She shook her head from side to side and couldn’t fathom how her life had slid into a world of depravity. She then heard sounds coming from downstairs as she sat up in bed as a glimmer of hope returned. The sexy wife slid out of bed, wearing her white button up satin pajama top with matching shorts. She swallowed hard as she began to descend the stairs.

As she came around the corner she noticed a blanket on the couch and knew immediately her husband had slept downstairs. She smelled the fresh brewing coffee as she went into the kitchen. Her body cramped knowing her husband was in the den and took a deep breath before facing him.

Fred Jackson couldn’t sleep last night. He had to debrief Alan last night and strategize about what to do about Ibrahim Sener, the investor from Turkey, but even then his thoughts were with his wife and what she had revealed. Even after coming home; he didn’t want to sleep next to his wife as he had conflicting emotions. He didn’t understand the feelings erupting inside of him. He had fantasized about this moment for so long and now it was right in front of him, he didn’t know how to react. He couldn’t deny that he was excited at what his wife had done with so many other men but he still felt hurt and humiliated. He stared at the computer as he made a screenshot of Katie’s freckled face being covered by Rodney Moore’s semen in her video. He had watched the famous pornstar, who was known for his “Monster Facials” for years, but never in his wildest dreams did he expect to see his wife with him. Fred’s cock was hard as steel as he stroked it over his shorts underneath his desk. He wished he could have been there and watched as his wife was filmed with the nerdy pornstar.

Fred heard the steps coming down their stairs as he quickly closed the screen and opened a spreadsheet from work up as Katie walked into the den carrying a cup of coffee. She stared at him and he stared back. They waited for one of them to speak as Katie sat down on the couch across from the desk, “Good morning,” her voice crackled.

Fred had trouble maintaining his composure as he took a deep breath as his cock ached under the table, “Morning,” he replied. His eyes widened as he stared at her in her white satin pajamas. She had an amazing body but he was so conflicted that she allowed other men to take advantage of her.

Katie’s body tingled as she stared at her husband. It looked like he had been running as his face was flushed and it looked like his t-shirt was damp with sweat. She couldn’t believe what she had done behind his back but now the truth is out. She looked at the floor before her eyes raised to meet him, “How did you sleep?”

Fred took a deep breath, “Not very well.”

Katie’s stomach knotted as she sipped her coffee, “I understand.” She shifted on the couch as she stared at her husband, “Fred I’m so sorry. I know I need help and I understand if you can’t be with me any longer.” Her voice faltered, “I need to deal with what is going on inside of me”

Fred stared at her freckled face as her hair was slightly tousled from her sleep but she looked so sexy wearing her satin pajamas. “I guess I don’t know what is going on with you. I know the doctor said we shouldn’t talk about this or talk about the details until the next appointment,” he paused as he took a sip of his coffee, “but dammit Katie, I want to know everything. I think it’s only fair to me.”

Katie swallowed hard. She was willing to do anything to save her marriage, “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.” Her voice creaked as her eyes began to fill with tears of the shame of everything began to crash all over her.

The more he stared at his wife, the harder his cock became as it raged inside of his shorts. He wished he could explain to himself why he felt this way. He breathed deeply, “How...,” he paused as his voice shook, “How did you...” He paused as he swallowed hard as he couldn’t even get the words out of his mouth, “How did you end up doing a porno? With Rodney Moore? I don’t understand.”

Katie took a deep breath, “It happened when I was filming Dancing with the Stars.” She averted her eyes and couldn’t even look at her husband, “We were supposed to do a photo shoot and the winner was going to get a pass for the first week.” Her face blushed with shame and embarrassment, “I went to the wrong room. I thought it was part of the show as they had cameras set up. He said he was a photographer. He promised me that I would win, so I did it, but I didn’t think it was recording.” She cringed, “It sounds so stupid. And of course it had nothing to do with the show. When I realized what I had done I told him to delete it and I ran from the room.”

Fred broke into a cold sweat as he listened to his wife’s explanation of meeting the famous pornstar. The same video that he hadn’t stopped watching since it was mailed to him, “So you thought you fucked the photographer to get ahead on the show?” Katie nodded as she wiped a tear that dripped down her cheek. He was shocked at her revelations, “How often have you been doing that?”

Katie’s stomach clenched, “Doing what?”

“Sucking and fucking to get ahead in life?” Fred bewilderedly spoke.

Katie’s heart fluttered. Her voice was weak and it caused her chest to hurt as she revealed more,, “I ... I...” She closed her eyes as she sat her coffee cup down on the table as her hands wrangled together to calm herself, “I ... I gave the judge a blowjob to win Mrs. America.”

Fred’s face flushed white as his eyes widened as he swallowed hard. His hands shook as he took his coffee cup and took a drink. His cock throbbed under his desk. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

The sexy wife continued and bluntly stated, “I think you met August Hornacek, the producer and judge? The day before the pageant I sucked his cock to win.” Fred’s breath was taken from him as he heard his wife’s confession “You ... You ... You didn’t think you could win on your own?”

Katie grabbed another Kleenex and wiped away her tears. “I don’t know. I don’t know what I was thinking at the time.” She took a deep breath, “I wanted to win. I wanted to feel as though I had accomplished something with my life at the time. I don’t know why I did it, my body took control, I just sound like a broken record making excuses.” She looked up at him with tear filled eyes, “Why do you even wanna be with me?”

“BecauseI love you,” he paused as he stared at his wife, “But damn Katie I didn’t expect all of this. This is a lot to take in. I can’t believe that this was happening right in front of me. I’m so humiliated right now.” But at the same time; his cock throbbed under the desk. He took a sip of coffee as he wanted to tell her so badly how he really felt, ““How long has this been going on? Did you fuck and suck your way up the corporate ladder at the Bank of America?”

She glanced down at the floor at the words from her husband. She deserved him talking to her like that, ““No I did not. The first time I was with anybody else, and I mean anyone other than you, was the guy from Best Buy after he had found our video on the laptop.”

Fred took a deep breath as he leaned across his desk, “Did you really fuck Phil?” Katie cringed as she nodded as Fred reclined back in his chair, “Oh my God Katie! He’s fucking disgusting! Why? How the fuck did that happen?”

She hated talking about her life and what she had done, “Do you remember when I told you that he had backed into me with his car?”

He leaned forward slightly in his chair, “Yes of course.” He couldn’t explain what was happening inside of his body. He was so turned on hearing about her exploits even with his disgusting neighbor Phil.

Katie breathed deep and exhaled slowly “Actually I ran into him. I was on my phone and I had been drinking. I had a few too many glasses of wine and I was coming home and I wasn’t paying attention and I crashed into him in front of his house. It happened right after I was let go at the Bank of America when we struggled financially.”

Fred’s stomach heaved, “Yes, but it wasn’t that bad was it?” He normally let his wife handle their home finances and didn’t pay attention.

Katie’s voice shook, “I had let our insurance lapse and Phil was going to call the police. I was on the board for Mothers Against Drunk Driving. I panicked and he demanded a handjob and then everything spiraled when he found out about the insurance. I knew I would be embarrassed and most likely put on a pedestal in the media of a board member of MADD being arrested.” Tears spilled down her cheeks, “I didn’t know what to do. I am so sorry! I know you must think I’m disgusting. I hated everything about him.”

Fred behind his desk dumbfounded, “Oh my God Katie! Was him moving in with us your idea so that you could continue fucking him when he got out of jail?”

“No Fred no! I put him in jail. He had arranged for his insurance to pay for our car and he got his attorney involved. He knew that when he was turned in for insurance fraud, which I made the anonymous complaint about, his attorney friend would also be in trouble so he took the blame and didn’t tell a single soul about me and what had happened,” explained Katie.

Fred did his best to adjust his raging cock underneath his shorts under the cover of the desk, “He had a huge cock didn’t he?” Fred’s lips pressed together as emotions filled his body, “He had a big ass cock and that’s why his whole plan for me to take pictures of him in his underwear was because he wanted me to know! He had this all planned!”

Katie grimaced, “I had nothing to do with that! It was all him and his manipulations because that was what he was best at”

Fred again asked, “But answer the fucking question Katie! Did you have a big cock?”

Tears continued to swell up in her eyes as she nodded, “Yes. Yes he did but he was so disgusting and so...” Katie stood up and walked out of the room as tears streamed down her cheeks. She heard her husband shuffling in the den. She grabbed a box of tissues from the kitchen and returned as she stared at her husband. He looked pale. She had never seen him this way before, “I’m so sorry. You must hate me. Do we really want to keep going? Maybe Dr. Tilbury was right and we should only discuss this in her office.”

Fred’s voice wavered, “I want to. I need to hear this. I think it’s the only way I can truly grasp what has happened and how we can fix things.”

Katie felt relieved that maybe her husband was still open to being with her, “Should I just keep going?”

“But you got Phil out of prison?” Fred asked as he stared at Katie’s flushed face

“Yes I did but it wasn’t by choice. I had,” she paused and swallowed, “I had used Phil’s attorney friend as the porn company was going to publish the video of me because he knew I was Mrs. America and on Dancing with the Stars. I was trying to hide what I had done and I thought about telling you but...”

Fred interrupted as he shook his head, “But you fucked his attorney to use him to stop the video from being published?”

She nodded, “And he gave Phil a copy of the video. I didn’t have a choice but to help him and be his sponsor.”

“Who else?” Fred’s stomach cramped as he listened intently, “Was I not enough?”

“You were! I promise you were,” tears rolled down her cheeks, “As the Dr. Tilbury said; I’m apparently a sex addict that couldn’t control myself! I don’t know what is wrong with me!” Fred gritted his teeth as his cock throbbed. He felt the precum leaking out, “Who else Katie?”

Katie sobbed, “I sucked and fucked the warden to get Phil out of prison. I had sex with homeless men on the streets,” she wiped her face, “I’m so disgusting.” She sounded horrible and she couldn’t fathom why her husband was still with her. Katie’s voice shook with shame and humiliation, “I just couldn’t stop.”

Fred reached under his desk and adjusted his hard cock in his shorts. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was. He looked over at his computer, “Did this start because you and I cammed with that Dave guy?”

The sexy wife shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know. I don’t think so but I don’t even know who I am anymore.”

“You said you enjoyed turning men on. Remember? I saw everyone you had cammed with on your Google chat?” Fred leaned across his desk, “So how many men have you actually cammed with? Have you ever met any of them?”

Katie took a deep breath, “If I had to guess,” she shrugged her shoulders, “Maybe 50.” She stared into his eyes, “It was a lot. I did it at work all the time and as far as meeting any of them in person, I swear I didn’t.” She paused as she looked down at the floor as she swallowed hard, “Honestly I messaged one guy this past week while you were away when I was in Wichita dropping off the kids he never replied, but I asked if he was around because he’s from Wichita.”

Fred leaned over his desk as he felt his cock throbbing, “Was it the kid from Kansas?”

Katie’s hands turned ice cold, even wrapped around the hot coffee mug as she nodded, “Yes. He lives in Wichita. He’s like 20 years old and I was... “ Katie carefully chose her words, “I didn’t know what was going to happen if we met up but I can assume what was going to happen. That’s what I was telling Dr. Tilbury. Sometimes I just can’t control what’s going on in my body.” She was bewildered, “I need help.”

Fred took a deep breath. He felt as though if he touched his raging hard cock over his shorts that he would immediately cum, “So he never responded to you? What did you assume would happen?”

“No, he didn’t respond then. I’m sure he has since but I haven’t checked.” Katie knew she needed to be honest “I assumed I would suck his cock. He’s begged me before to meet up and have me give him a blowjob. I...,” tears welled up in her eyes as she sat the coffee cup down on the table next to her and wrangled her hands together.

“Show me the chat,” Fred demanded as he scooted his keyboard towards her.

Katie leaned forward as a lump formed in her throat as she logged into her Google Chat account and spun it back to her husband. She didn’t even look to see if he had responded, “I’ll delete that account. I don’t want to even see the chats anymore! I’m so embarrassed. I’m humiliated. I’m a horrible person,” she rambled.

Fred read the chat as he saw that he had sent multiple pictures of his cock and his cum covered torso. The kid’s cock was thick with a mushroom head that he imagined would barely fit in Katie’s mouth. Fred bit his lip when he saw the amount of cum that his body produced. His mouth was dry as he continued scrolling through message after message, “What did you do when he didn’t respond to you?”

Katie cringed as she steadied herself, “I went to the adult theater in Wichita and went to the gloryhole.”

“Jesus Christ, Katie” Fred muttered at the same time his cock surged between his thighs.

Katie wiped away her tears as she stared down at the ground “I’m so sorry if I could take everything back I would. I’m going to fix myself, I promise. I’ll go to therapy. I’ll take medication. I’ll do whatever...”

Fred stared at his wife and saw her erect nipples poking out from her satin pajamas as he interrupted her, “What the fuck? Are you excited right now?”

Katie looked down at her chest and saw her nipples were hard thimbles. Her mouth opened in disbelief, “This is what I’ve been saying I can’t control my body Fred. I don’t feel turned on right now. I don’t feel excited telling you these things.” The tears returned to her hazel eyes, “I did enjoy doing things but I felt horrible afterwards but I couldn’t stop myself.”

Fred couldn’t fathom what was going on inside of her body right now but he knew how excited he was, “So how many more Katie? How many times did you go to the adult theater in Wichita?”

“Twice. I went two times,” she confessed.

“Why? Was it because you just enjoy pleasuring men with your mouth? Is that what you have become?” Fred tried to understand what had happened.

Katie took a deep breath, “Honestly I don’t know what I’ve become, but yes, I feel these intense urges to give head that I can’t explain. Either be it on cam or in person; I enjoy men cumming for me.” Her voice quivered as she sat on the couch, “Like when I was leaving a meeting downtown and I stumbled across the homeless man and he was jerking his cock as he watched me. I felt an overwhelming desire to go down regardless of how disgusting he was, I needed it and I couldn’t stop myself.”

Fred took a deep breath as he felt he was going to choke, “Are you some kind of slut? A whore? You want to get men off don’t you? You’ve said you like it when they notice you.”

Katie nodded as she wiped her eyes, “Yes,” she admitted.

Fred’s heart jumped as he stared at his wife. Even with everything he had learned he still loved her more than ever. He admitted that maybe it was his fault. He wanted her to do the video with him. He encouraged her to chat on websites and cam, “Is this my fault? Maybe I shouldn’t have asked you to do things? The video? Camming?”

The sexy wife shook her head from side to side, “We were having fun and I crossed the line. I can’t say I’m sorry enough for everything I’ve done.” She looked up at him and saw the pain in his face, “I’ll do anything to make this up to you if you give me a chance.” Katie sobbed heavily on the couch as she buried her head into her hands. Her body shook as she cried as tears fell to the floor.

His cock throbbed his shorts as he lowered his hand back to his cock as he rubbed it over his shorts. Fred watched as his wife sobbed as he got up and walked around his desk and sat next to her. He wrapped his arms around her, “I love you Katie. We are going to work through this.” His voice shook as his wife reached over as her hand brushed against the hard lump in the front of his shorts.

Katie’s eyes widened as she moved her hand as she grabbed his cock tent. She stared at her husband as he held her. Her breaths were taken away and her mind was confused. She couldn’t believe how hard his cock was after she admitted to everything. Her lips shook as she wanted to question him but he pressed his mouth against hers. They became engaged in a heated passionate kiss as he forced his tongue into her mouth and against hers. Fred wrapped his arms around her as he continued to kiss her as she rubbed his cock over his shorts. He loved her even more after her confessions and was turned on beyond belief.

Fred broke his kiss and frantically started unbuttoning her satin blouse and at the same time Katie was lifting his t-shirt about his head. He pulled it open as their naked torso’s pressed against each other. Katie reached down and began to pull his shorts off exposing his throbbing and precum coated cock. Fred pulled her silk shorts to the floor leaving them both naked. He pulled her onto his lap as Katie straddled him on the couch, his hard cock pressing into her groin. Their bodies rocked back and forth.

“Oh fuck I love you Katie,” Fred moaned into her ear, “I can’t believe how much you turn me on!”

Katie sobbed into his ear, “I love you so much.” She was confused at his reaction but couldn’t deny the emotions coursing through her body.

The sharp ring of the doorbell pierced through the quiet house, startling Fred from his trance-like state. As he looked out the window, he saw a young FedEx delivery man standing at their front door. His heart quickened as he gazed back and forth between his wife and the door, feeling a surge of excitement course through him. With a sense of urgency, he pressed his body closer to hers, his manhood pressing against her in a primal rhythm. The doorbell rang again, interrupting their intimate moment. Fred’s pulse raced with anticipation as he gasped for breath and whispered urgently, “Answer the door.” He leaned back slightly and took in the sight of his wife’s naked form before him, her skin glowing in the soft light filtering through the windows. His desire for her only intensified at that moment.

Katie’s skin is flushed and glistening with sweat, her hair wild and tangled as she turns her head to look at the door, her eyes wide with confusion and desire. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, her nipples hard and pointing towards Fred. Her hair was disheveled and her face flushed with desire as she looked over her shoulder towards the door, her eyes meeting her husband’s pleading gaze. She could see the FedEx man standing at the door through the window, a shiver of excitement running through her at the thought of being caught in such an intimate moment, “Seriously?” she gasped.

Katie’s hair was wild and messy from their passionate encounter, her flushed cheeks were a mixture of desire and confusion. She gazed over her shoulder, her eyes wide as she took in the sight of her husband beneath her, his naked body pressed against hers.

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