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AMA: The Boyfriend

Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar

Chapter 385

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 385 - Robbie doubts his fiancee Cassidy's story, but he can see the guilt she's been carrying. When they were young she became a User of the Affection Multiplier App. It gamified her relationships and she became addicted to the chase - until she realized how she was betraying Robbie and hit rock bottom. Now Cassidy intends to make things right. They are about to spend a week with her fellow cosplayers, and her only goal is to give Robbie the love and sex he deserves. He isn't so sure about this.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Consensual   Romantic   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Fiction   GameLit   Sharing   RAAC   DomSub   MaleDom   Light Bond   Rough   Spanking   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   White Male   Oriental Female   White Couple   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Facial   Massage   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Spitting   Squirting   Voyeurism  

Cassidy got a bigger welcome out of her session than I had since she had double the people to hug her. She also looked a lot more haggard than I had a feeling I did. My fiancee came out with her shoulders low, looking tired and flat.

Cattie let me wrap Cass up in my arms and circled around to add on, hugging her from behind.

“Hey, baby,” I said carefully as Cass hugged me back weakly.

“I think I need to try someone else,” Cass murmured.

“OK,” I said softly. “Do you need a minute of quiet, or do you want to talk about it?”

She shook her head, not really answering. I was looking over her head since her cheek was pressed to my chest, and that let me exchange glances with Cattie, who looked as concerned as I did.

Cass sniffed and then wriggled uncomfortably a little, so we let her go. She took a deep breath and let it out, then sniffed again and wiped at her eyes with her hands. “Gimme a minute,” she said, then went over to the front desk. Cattie and I watched as she spoke quietly with the blonde receptionist, and I was a little surprised when their conversation went on longer than mine had with booking and setting up the insurance co-pay and everything.

“Is it bad form for me to go back there, find the Doctor, and give her a kick in the cunt?” Cattie murmured to me, making me snort and cough, covering my mouth to stop from grinning. “I don’t know what she did, but I blame her.”

“Let’s hear what Cass has to say about it before we go hunting down a random lady,” I murmured, scooping my arm around my gothy girlfriend’s waist and pulling her close.

The blonde receptionist was frowning as Cassidy was talking, leaning over the counter and keeping her voice down, and I could tell that the black guy was being diligent about not looking like he was listening in while he was. The blonde said something else to my fiancee and then typed away at her computer for a moment before they exchanged a few more words and she gave Cassidy a sad smile and a nod. Cass thanked her, then came back over to us and grabbed my hand.

“We can go,” she said.

I didn’t wait to ask more questions, and we headed out of the building and into the warmth of a Las Vegas spring evening.

“Do you want to walk it out a bit before we get in the car?” Cattie asked, gesturing to the sidewalk.

“Actually, Robbie, do we have time to go to Peccole?” Cass asked.

“Of course, baby,” I said, glancing at the sky and figuring we had a good couple of hours before it would be too dark.

“What’s a Peccole?” Cattie asked as we headed for the truck.

“Peccole Ranch Trail,” I clarified. “It’s a park, mostly, with a nice walking trail instead of a hiking one like over at Lone Mountain or Exploration Peak.”

“Converse shoes aren’t exactly good for hiking,” Cass smirked a little as we got to the truck. That’s where I hesitated, though. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Uh,” I said, and then chuckled. “I’m probably OK, but I kind of downed two tall boys in the last hour and a half or so. Maybe one of you should drive just in case.”

“I got it,” Cattie said, gesturing for the keys. “I’ll just need directions.”

“Wait- You got beer in your session?” Cassidy asked. “What kinda bullshit is this!?”

The ride over to Peccole on the west side of the city, with Cattie driving and Cass in the passenger seat while I sat in the middle of the back to stay in the conversation, mostly consisted of me telling Cass about the weirdisms of Doctor Samson, and a quick rundown of the general topics we’d covered. She was more than a little jealous that I got the ‘cool therapist.’

Then I broke the news to them about my homework.

“Wait, so basically we’re going to say goodbye tomorrow when you go to work, and then I don’t even get to text you that I got home safe from my flight?” Cattie asked, clearly a little disappointed.

“And I can’t call you while Terra and I are doing a cross-country drive?” Cass asked, a little less disappointed and a little more worried. She was entirely capable of managing all of it herself, but I knew having me as a lifeline to help manage them getting lost, looking things up for them or generally being available in case of an emergency would be a huge weight off her mind.

“OK, first off, it’s not as dramatic as me actually going off grid to a cabin in the hills with no reception or wifi,” I said. “Yes, I would appreciate a quick text when you get home safe, Catherine. And I’m not going to leave it on read; I’ll acknowledge it. And getting update texts or an emergency call from you and Terra while you’re on the road would probably be more help than a hindrance, Cass. I’m not shutting off my brain or emotions here; I’ll be thinking about you guys all the time. And only some of it will be when I’m alone in bed.” That got snorts out of both of them. “Look - I think it’s more like ... if you’ve got an injury, you need to let it rest to heal, right? Not keep poking and prodding it, and using the limb that’s hurt, and stuff like that. We can touch it while it’s healing, but light touches and letting the wound breathe during the early part of the process.”

“You watch too many medical dramas,” Cassidy sighed. “That worked too well.”

 
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