"Travis, just stop talking." I set my glass on the table. "You need to know something about-"
"Ellen," he said loud. He stood up straight at attention. He looked behind me.
I turned and saw his wife walk into the kitchen.
Bitch, I thought.
She smiled at both of us. "What are you two guys doing in here all alone? You can't have a session without me."
"Nothing," Travis answered. "We were just, er, you know, talking about guy stuff." He looked at me, his eyebrows lowered and an expression that told me to keep my mouth shut.
I clenched my fists, but I kept our secret. "Yeah, guy stuff. Football and beer."
Ellen laughed. "Alright then. Dinner is ready and everyone is going to the table."
Travis put his arm around her waist. He went to kiss her on her lips, but she turned from him. He seemed let down. "Alright, babe." He kissed her on the cheek, took a last look at me and then left for the dining room.
Ellen and I stood in the kitchen alone.
"You have a beautiful home," I said, trying to break the silence.
She got in front of me and put her hand on my chest. "Doctor, I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate all the work you've been doing for me."
God damn it, I thought.
"You're welcome, Ellen," I answered. "But I'm also helping Travis. I'm helping both of you."
"Well we all appreciate it, Doctor." She leaned in close and whispered. "And I'll gladly show you how much I appreciate it after dinner."
I didn't fight her. I didn't accept her offer either. She made me want to slap her. I could only think about Travis and how much this would break his heart to know his wife wasn't faithful.
She left me for the dining room, saying, "Come on now, Doctor, we have to eat with everyone else."
Dinner with all those people was almost unbearable. Most of them were friends of Ellen's. Travis didn't even look like he enjoyed himself.
Travis and I kept glancing at one another through all the small talk.
And finally, after an aching two hours everyone was gone. Teresa and I were the only guests left at Travis's house.
Travis sipped the last from his third glass of whiskey.
Ellen was bringing dishes from the table into the kitchen.
"Let me help you, Ellen," Teresa told her. "I love clearing tables." She stumbled as she picked up plates.
I rolled my eyes. There was my best friend, drunk and stupid and helping do the dishes.
Travis kissed Ellen on the cheek. "I'm going outside for a bit."
Ellen smiled back at him, and I knew it was fake. "Okay, honey."
Travis left out the back door.
I waited a few moments, and then I followed him outside.
FOUR
Travis had walked down to a gazebo an eighth of a mile from his house. It was located near a small pond, made of white wood, small and pretty.
I walked up the steps of the gazebo.
Under the moonlight, I saw him leaning against a column and looking out over the pond.
"Hey," I said.
He turned around. "Doc, what are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be leaving?"
"My friend is helping your wife clear the dinner table." I stood next to him. "And I want to know if you're okay."
He took some steps away from me. "Don't do that, Doc. Don't pretend like you care how I'm doing."
"Travis, I care about you so-"
He walked to me. He was frustrated and angry. He grabbed me by my shirt and pinned me up against one of the columns. "Don't say that, Doc. Not now. Not tonight. Not while you're at the house where me and my wife live."
"Travis, stop." That's what my words said. But I didn't want him to stop. His control and his fierceness – it was a drug for me now. "Just let me tell you something."
"Shut up," he ordered. "Do you know how hard it is to look at you? To look at you and know that it's wrong for me to have you? It fucking tears me apart, Doc."
I put my hands on his. His hot breath hit my skin. Then I felt it, in between his legs, his erection.
"Fuck," he muttered. "Even when I try to be mad at you, you turn me on."
I forgot to tell him about his wife. My mind grew foggy.
His eyes pierced mine. His breath became short. He squeezed my shirt in his fists. "Why did you have to do this, Doc?"
I gulped. "Do what?"
"Make me want you so badly..." He lunged in for a kiss. He pressed his lips hard against mine and drove his tongue into my mouth. He spoke through heated. "I can't resist you."
"Fuck," I moaned as he kissed my neck.
"I know it's wrong," he said. "But I want you too badly to stay away from you."
I had to tell him then or I would lose myself completely. "Travis, your wife hit on me."
He stopped kissing me. He backed away from me and wiped his mouth of the taste of me. He glared at me. "What'd you just say?"
"Travis..." I took a deep breath. "Ellen has been making passes at me since the last time you both were in my office."
He hesitated, but he quickly got angry. "You're lying!"
"Travis, I'm sorry-"
"Stop talking," he ordered. "Just stop talking." He put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath. "Why would you say that? You'd lie to me to get me away from her, is that it?"
"Travis, no that's not it," I pleaded.
But he wouldn't listen. "Get off my property."
I stood aback. "What?"
"You heard me," he said, glaring into my eyes. "Get the hell away from me and my wife."
I gave up. I didn't have anything left to say because Travis wouldn't hear it.
I got Teresa and we left as fast as we could.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
I slammed the steering wheel as I drove us away from Travis's house.
"What's wrong?" she asked louder.
"We're done," I finally said. "Me and Travis, we're done."
FIVE
I went home, and I as I took a shower I kept telling myself over and over again that Travis would never see me again. I had to tell myself this over and over so that it would sink in, and sooner or later I would just let him go.
"Stupid," I said. "I was just stupid." Stupid to ever think I could be happy with him. After all, he was always going to be someone else's husband.
I got out of the shower.
I dried and wrapped a towel around my waist.
There was a knock at my door.
I hesitated. "Who the hell is that?"
The clock on my wall read it was near midnight. I knew Teresa was fast asleep by now, so who the hell else would be knocking on my door so late?
I looked through the peephole. "Holy shit!"
It was Travis.
I opened the door for him. "Travis?"
His eyes widened when he saw I was only wearing a towel. "Whoa, uh, hey, Doc."
I leaned against the doorframe. I felt bad for him, but I was still angry. "What the hell do you want, Travis? I thought I was supposed to leave you alone."
He lowered his head sheepishly. "Doc, I need to talk to you. Can I come in?"
"Don't give me those puppy dog eyes and think that's going to work."
But he didn't give up. He looked up at me with those damn eyes, so I gave in.
"Fine," I groaned as I stepped aside.
We walked into my living room.
"Aren't you going to get dressed?" he asked.
I folded my arms. "No, because I don't think this will take very long. What do you want, Travis?"
He sighed. "You must be pretty angry at me."
"Yeah, no shit."
He rubbed the back of his neck like it was difficult for him to think of what to say. "Look, Doc. I uh, I told Ellen about us."
My heart skipped a beat. I almost collapsed. "Fuck, you told her?"
He nodded. "I was done hiding secrets around her. And after I blew up at you, I realized it wasn't your fault. You didn't
do anything to me, Doc. I wanted the things we did just as badly as you did. So I told my wife."
My mouth hung open in shock. "Oh my God, Travis. What did she say?"
"She laughed."
I felt even more confused. "She laughed?"
"Yeah." He took a step closer to me. "She started laughing, and she said that she thought you were straight." He took another step. He stood in front of me. "And she said she wasted her time trying to sleep with you."
My stomach dropped. "Shit, Travis. I'm sorry you had to find out like that."
He put his fingers to my mouth. "Doc, it's okay. Shh. You tried to tell me and I didn't want to listen. But you were right. Me and Ellen, we just aren't meant for one another."
My heart started beating faster to have him get close to me. I could see his hands, looking ready to touch my body. "So, what now then?"
"I don't know." He put his hands on my waist. "If you're willing to forgive me, that's what I want, Doc. And maybe now that I know what I really want, we can be more than just a fling on the side."
"Travis, I don't know about this." I put my hands on his broad shoulders. Just feeling his muscle set my body on edge. "I don't know if we can ever work out."
He seemed disappointed. He lowered his head. He was about to turn away, when I pulled him back to me.
Just like him, I couldn't fight my urges.
"But for tonight," I said with heated breath, "we can have each other. Even if it's just for one more night."
He leaned closer. His eyes started to close. "I can't say no to that, Doc." He kissed me. "I can't say no to you."
I put hands on the sides of his face. I touched the back of his neck while our lips started to dance. "Then don't," I told him. "Don't stop this time."
He moved his arms so I could take his jacket off. He raised them so I could slip off his shirt.
He slipped his fingers under the waistline of my towel. He tugged it open and let it drop to the floor.
I stood naked before him. My cock was hard. My heart raced and my skin felt warm and then hot.
"Come here you sexy bitch," he growled as he lifted me up.
I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He smiled at me. "Which way to your bedroom, Doctor?"
He took me back into my bedroom. We left the lights off, and he brought me to my bed. He tossed me onto it.
I bounced off the mattress and then lay on my back, watching him as he took his shoes and jeans off.
He slid down his boxers, revealing his beautiful, rock hard cock. He climbed onto the bed and on top of me.
This man is mine, I thought. All mine!
He dug his tongue back into my mouth. He pressed his body against me so I could feel his muscles and hard dick against my own.
His hands ran down my sides, lower until he was able to cup my buttocks in his large palms and squeeze.
I moaned. I whimpered.
He took control. He kissed my mouth and my ear. He licked my chest and sucked on my nipples. His growling and moaning and groaning drove me fucking crazy.
He kissed my stomach. He licked the shaft of my cock. Slow, teasing. With the tip of his tongue.
"Fuck," I whimpered. "Travis, suck me. Suck my dick."
He licked up the shaft until he was at the tip. Then he opened his lips and took my cock halfway into his warm and wet mouth.
My head flew back against my mattress. My whole fucking body was enflamed in lust and love and desire for this stud. My fingers clawed into the sheets, ringing and tearing them.
I felt his tongue wiggle underneath my shaft. When he groaned I felt the vibration. My cock had never been so hard, dripping precome juice into his mouth.
"Oh my God, Travis!"
"You like that?" he asked.
I leaned my head up. "Fuck yes. It feels so good!"
He grinned. "What about this?" He whipped his tongue against my smooth balls, and then he gently sucked one into his mouth.
"Yes," I moaned. "Oh my God, yes!"
"What about this?" With a flat tongue, he licked along my swollen, hard taint.
My head reared back against the sheets. "Fuck yes! Don't tease me, Travis." I wanted his tongue in my asshole so fucking bad I was aching for it.
He took my legs and raised them. "As you wish, Doc."
I felt his hot, wet tongue swirl around my hole. I puckered and moaned for him. I bit into my pillow. I ran my hands over my reddened chest. Everything I touched felt like ecstasy. Every part of me he touched was obliterated in pleasure. His tongue licked me harder, slower, pressing into the most sensitive spot of my body. "Fuck!"
He growled and grunted. He pushed his face against me, and I could feel the scruff of his face on my body. By now my body was begging for his cock to be inside me.
"Travis," I begged. "Fuck me. I need to fuck me right now!"
He let my legs back down. He climbed on top of me and jammed his tongue back into my throat.
I reached for his manhood, and I found it stiff as a rod and dripping with precome.
He groaned rough as I stroked his throbbing shaft. "Fuck, Doc. Yes. That's going in your ass tonight."
I raised my hips and directed his thick cock towards my hole. "Travis, it's going in me right now."
He held himself still. "Are you sure you don't wanna-" he started to say. He was going to ask if we wanted to tease ourselves some more like we always did. But that was before now, before he was all mine for the taking.
I moved down and lined his cock up with my ass. I put it into me, just his head, and instantly felt a wave of pleasure overtake me as it stretched me inside.
"Fuck," he groaned.
I breathed fast and heavy. "No. Travis, I want your cock inside me now!"
He pinned me down on the mattress. "Yes sir," he grunted. Then with a single thrust, he moved his cock halfway inside me.
My eyes rolled back as the sharp pain stung me. But a second later, it turned into fantastic pleasure. I grabbed him by his hips and pulled him. I wanted him as deep as he could go.
"Holy fuck, Doc!" he moaned. He thrust in and out in a slow rhythm. And every time he went in his cock throbbed a little harder. "Fuck, I can't hold back. You feel too fucking good!"
I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his head down. I kissed him so hard he couldn't breathe. I bit onto his bottom lip while he fucked me with everything he had. One thrust after another, making me so hard I was ready to explode.
"Fuck," I whimpered with his lips against mine. "Oh fuck!"
I didn't even touch myself.
And as he thrust inside me, my body squirmed and shook, building to an incredible release as come poured out of me and onto my groin and stomach.
He could feel my ass squeezing around his shaft.
He slammed his hand against my headboard and rammed my ass hard and fast.
"Fuck!" he roared.
This was my fucking man! My beautiful fucking bastard and he was all mine! Finally!
"Come inside me," I begged. "Travis give me your come!"
He grabbed my face and shut me up with an aggressive kiss. He heaved and panted and grunted and groaned.
He thrust a final time, and then he thrust slow and sharp as deep as he could. "Fuck!" he cried out in a high pitch.
His cock pulsed inside me so hard it felt like it grew another inch in girth. I could feel the white hot come flow into me, shooting from him as his body writhed in aching release.
He grabbed onto my hands and intertwined his fingers in mine. "Fuck," he whined again as his orgasm continued.
After a minute it stopped, and his body almost collapsed onto me.
He started laughing. His smile was bright and his eyes had a spark in them I'd never seen before. I'd never seen him so happy. "Holy fuck, that was the best orgasm I've ever had." He lay on me, keeping his come covered cock within me.
"Me too," I said.
Our lips met again. He kissed me slow and gentle.
"So," he said. "Is t
his still just a one time thing? Because I'm single now."
I laughed. "Shut up, you bastard."
"I'm going to pull out, you ready?"
I bit my lip and nodded.
He slowly pulled out of me, and some of his come dripped onto the bed.
He lay down beside me and put his arm around me.
"Travis?" I asked.
He was already falling asleep. "Yeah, baby?"
I turned to him and let him hold my body against his. "This isn't just a one time thing."
And together, we'd never been so happy.
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