Couple Couciling (Lady Bloody Ava & Mr_Sir)

[Lady Bloody Ava]

Certificates lined the walls of her office. Masters in Mental Health. Masters in Marriage and Family Counseling. A PhD in General Advanced Studies in Human Behavior. A Masters in General Studies in Human Behavior, and a Master's in Human Anatomy. All displayed with various pictures of her graduating and some abstract art. The room was furnished with a lovely modern wooden desk, an unbelievably comfortable cream colored curved chaise lounge, a matching love seat and a matching upholstered arm chair. Her desk contained a laptop and a few other things. A built in cabinet system house closed doors where she kept various supplies and files with a window with curtains drawn back. The wooden door with the frosted glass window reading Doctor Bellecote. Underneath reading Therapist.

A woman of curvacious build sat upon the edge of her desk. A black pencil skirt that started just above her knees. A small split ride up half of her creamy thigh. The Asian woman was comprised of curves in all the right places. Size thirty six D breasts with a cinched waist that turned into the nice curves of her hips. Like an Asian, ebony haired Scarlet Rabbit. Plastic thick rimmed glasses sat upon her regal nose as she sat upon the corner of her desk, with legs crossed going over the files of her next clients who sat right outside of the door: the Thatchers.
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"I can't believe you talked me into this." The clearly nervous and slightly irritated blond hair Caucasian openly stated. Her dress being more flowy, with flowers and held a ruffled hem that stopped past her knees. A peach shirt with a heart shaped neck line hinted at the woman's modest B cup breasts. Her curves not as lethal as Page's but Amanda held a beauty all her own. With golden tresses that cascaded down her shoulders to the middle of her back. Blue eyes looking anywhere but at her husband, whom she had been having a little trouble with. She held butterflies in her stomach and her right hand nervously fiddled with the white gold diamond encrusted wedding ring set. "You are so lucky I love you." She whispered just loud enough for him to hear before a voice over the receptionist's hone sounded.

"I'm ready for the Thatchers, Elizabeth. Send them in." Amanda was as nervous as all hell. The woman stood upon her white heels with a huff. "Let's get this over with.... I guess." She was the first to walk into the office. Blue eyes landing upon the greens of the woman who sat upon the corner of the desk . Red lips, black hair down to her shoulders, and great legs leading to some rather cute looking back glossy heels.

"Please.... take a seat, get comfortable. I'm Doctor Bellecote, but you can call me Page. Of course I have to ask the obvious.... What brings you two here? Hm?"

Amanda looked at her husband with raised thin brows. "I don't know. Tell me.... why are we here dear?" She said with a sarcastic tone of voice, that she was trying to work on.

 

[Mr_Sir]

Daniel would chuckle slightly at his wife's nervousness, shaking his head a bit as they sat in the waiting room. He had been passing the time by looking over some of the art in the area, and joking with his wife a little to try and get her to calm down. "Yes, I know I'm lucky." He said with a smile. He sat comfortably in his chair, still in his white button up shirt, deep blue tie, and black slacks from work. His five o'clock shadow was showing up a few hours early, and his neatly trimmed hair was a bit unkempt from the earlier work day, but he still held a commanding presence. He was a lawyer, and a big part of his job did depend on his appearance and how he carried himself. Attention suddenly caught though by the announcement heard from the receptionists booth.

"I guess that's us." With that he stood to his full six foot height, dark brown eyes turning with his head to look at his beautiful wife. Noting her fidgeting with the ring, he would grasp her hand. "Calm down honey, it's just a therapist. She's a professional, and comes highly recommended from my friends at the firm." With that he would move to go with Amanda into the office. Once inside he took a look at the woman sitting upon the corner of the desk, and then at all of her degrees on the wall. He wondered if it was the degrees, or her curves that caused many in his firm to recommend the woman. Either way though, he was ready to put his faith in this process, anything to help his marriage. At his wife's final question he would roll his eyes before speaking.

"You know quite well why we're here, we've discussed it in great detail. Now sit down." He had an authority to his voice, possibly coming with the job, or an asset to it. Though he wasn't commanding, the voice quite tender with his wife. He sat himself down on the loveseat, motioning for Amanda to sit next to him. Then looking up to the doctor. He took a few moments to mentally asses the woman, how she carried herself, how she spoke to them. She was obviously a professional, carrying herself with confidence and poise. Also the fact that she got right down to business he liked. After the moment, he gave a nod and spoke.

"Well, between mine and my wife's job we've grown apart some sexually. I love her, and I don't want this to end up being a problem. So, after some long deliberation one night, we decided it would be best to seek some professional advice." He decided to leave it at that for now, wanting to let his wife get her say in as well. After all, she may have problems she hasn't even told him yet, and hopefully she could feel comfortable enough to tell someone who was trying to help them.

 

[Lady Bloody Ava]

Page watched as the personalities made themselves known. The husband was clearly the one to put his foot forward while the wife was hesitant. The blonde woman sat herself, though hesitantly, at her husband's side. Amanda softened up as her husband explained why they were there. She held his hand in hers as a silent, but small apology. "Work has gotten rather hectic, with him being a lawyer and be being a director of nursing at the hospital. I can be very tired when I get home." She said, a little on the defensive side. "I love him and..." She looked at him with a questionable smile, "If this will help our.... sex life... then I am willing to give it a try." Amanda pressed a light kiss to her husband's cheek before looking back at the doctor. "Perfect." Page smiled with red lips. "You two are making this much easier for me. You both have agreed to this. Needless to say, anything said or done between the three of us remains confidential. With your husband being a lawyer he can, no doubt attest to how hard it is to get a doctor to break the confidential agreement of one of our patients."

The therapist walked her way across the rug covered floor and over to the chaise where she sat with a notepad and a pen with her. "Okay, today, is note gathering day. Tomorrow, I will put together something for us to work on okay? I may be able to squeeze something in today, provided we make it through these questions well enough." A french manicured thumb opened up the pen, ready for notes. "First we will start with you, Mister Thatcher. What would you say is wrong with your sex life? Too short? No enough emotion? Is there something you want that you're no getting, and believe me when I say this, not only women act as though the other sex can read their minds. I've have my fair share of me too, but that is beside the topic. Please.... explain, and then we will asked Misses Thatcher, on another side note, I love yours dress, very cute." Amanda actually smiled and looked at her husband, curious as to what he would say now that he was put on the side lines. Could he easily air out their' not so dirty' laundry.

Amanda hear her friend talk about kinks and being dirty and Amanda sat in silence knowing that they had rather...'vanilla' sex. It was normal. Nice. Good. Now she remembered why they were here. There was also something about Doctor Bellecote that made her feel a little... comfy. A little.

 

[Mr_Sir]

Daniel sat and listened to his wife and the doctor, giving an affectionate squeeze to his wife's hand as he waited for the two women to finish conversing for the moment. A warm smile graced his features as Amanda finished her summary of what was going on between them. Returning the kiss to the cheek which Amanda had given him, he took the time to also fully listen to Page before he would speak. A small chuckle came from him as confidentiality was mentioned, nodding his head in response. There were a few times when he had a case that he couldn't talk about at home when his wife asked him about his day at work. It had been a point of friction at one time, but thankfully they had gotten used to it after a time. Daniel realized he had become lost in thought though as Dr. Bellecote addressed him. His attention being pulled back to the moment at hand, he took just a few moments to think before speaking.

"Well, as my wife said we both have highly demanding jobs, and we're both often exhausted when we get home. Though I feel it is causing us to become complacent. You hear all the time how love is really all that matters, and it should be the number one priority in a successful marriage. However, sex is quite important." He stops for a moment to gather his thoughts, still holding his wife's hand. As a lawyer he was always careful with his words, though in this instance he was more worried about solving their problem than winning. In court he was always at odds with others, had to outsmart them. That though giving him more to say right there.

"I also know...I'm not always the best at leaving work at the office. I often come home, frustrated from the day. Having to argue cases against people who abuse the system, having to sometimes work for people I can't stand. Puts me in a bad mood, and..." He pauses, taking a breath before continuing. "...and it can cause me to be a bit of a stick in the mud when I get home. Just wanting the day to be over." He sighs, not really proud of that fact. However, he wasn't one to deny his short comings when he recognized them. He picked Amanda's hand up, kissing the back of it softly as a bit of an apology before continuing.

"Finally, I'd have to say that I would like to spice things up a bit. Since we're both often so tired, I figured trying some new things might work out well for the both of us. Motivate her and I to take the time for ourselves. We decided not to have kids, so it isn't like that is stopping us. It all really comes down to us not taking the time like we should. So I feel that would probably help out a lot."

 

[Lady Bloody Ava]

Page smiled and listened to her male client and watched as his wife smiled. he could tell right off the bad, that while Mrs. Thatcher was hesitant with this therapy session, in the end it would do them a world of good. "Your open honesty is so refreshing. The both of you are making this easy for me, but believe me when I say that you will get your money's worth and more. So... with the subject of intimacy, sex, it can be a delicate subject. Toss it out the door. I will have to be blunt and open with what I say, because ... well..." She shrugged, " That's what you're here for, right?" The rhetorical question asked. "So... what I am hearing is that you need something to take your mind off of work and spice up the relationship. Something that will have you forgetting about a horrible day at work the instant you walk through that door. Something that entails one another." She walked over behind her desk and wound up a timer for the remainder of their session.

"I have just one question." Amanda spoke up looking at the woman behind the desk. "Will.... will we end up having to... get naked.... at any point during these sessions?" Page cracked half a smile and nodded her reply before speaking. "It is a step in this session yes. You will have to get intimate with your beloved's body. However touching the genitals and breasts are off limits. That would be the first session. You will get to know the textures of one another's body. What sounds they make when you touch... say..." Page walked her booted feet over tot he blonde haired woman. " Say.... he kisses you here..." Page caressed at the curve of Amanda's neck. "He may love the sound you make or the reaction all together. Say he nips you on the shoulder and then licks it. Maybe seeing you wound up and aching for a release gets him riled. Maybe it's him who wants to be the one aching. Hm?" Maybe he loves a woman with power. " Page took a moment to breath. "Don't get me wrong, men are just as different with woman and we are here just to find out what gets the two of you hot and bothered and satisfied together."

"Clothes.... off." Page said with a principal like stare. Amanda's jaw dropped as she thought that she had misunderstood.

"Here? Now? On the first session?" Again Page nodded her head. "We are not here to talk, we are here for results and in the end my results will be your actions Misses Thatcher and you may not undress yourselves. You must undress one another. Why? You are going to get to know one anothers bodies all over again. You will practically memorize every contour of his body while he masters the delectable and subtle curves of yours. As stated, this therapy is not for the faint of heart, so if you think you may have problems opening up, then you are free to leave whenever."

Amanda was slightly surprised. She was right. Nudeness was something she should have seen with this therapy and honestly the only part of her husband that she knew well recently was his dick and that was it. It was the basic definition of sex. The doctor's words did send a small wave of heat to course through her body, for a moment. She looked at her husband and stood up and pulled him up with her. She looked at his tie and began working on it without another word, laughing when she had a little trouble with it, until she was done. She managed to laugh a little and then began working on the buttons of his shirt. "What's wrong Daniel? Shy?" Page smiled and joined in Amanda's short moment of confidence. "You heard your wife Mister Thatcher, what are you waiting for?"

 

[Mr_Sir]

Daniel would give a nod in affirmative to Page's question, even if it was rhetorical. He leaned back in his seat as Page spoke with Amanda, taking in the bit of conversation as one of his arms laid across the back of the loveseat behind his wife. There was no lack of love between Amanda and himself, they loved each other just as much as they always had. They probably wouldn't even be in this counseling session otherwise. Just as Page said, it was a matter of spicing things up, and getting them to be intimate even after a long work day.

He couldn't help but crack his own smile with a bit of a chuckle as Amanda asked so hesitantly if they would have to get naked. Smiling warmly at his wife's nervousness with the situation. She certainly was just so cute sometimes when her shy side came out. Of course, it also could end up being a problem at times. Again though, that was why they were here after all. So for the time being, he left everything in Page's hands. Listening, and watching his wife as Page walked over to give the mild demonstration at her neck. One of his eyebrows quirked up at that, the motion giving a bit of a reaction from the man. His attention next moving to the Page listing off possible desires, nodding to all of them except the last two. While he did like a certain amount of attitude in a woman, he had never really enjoyed giving up control of the situation.

As it finally came time for the big reveal, he would stand up along with his wife, unable to keep a smirk off of his features during this part of the process. It seemed a bit unorthodox to him, however Page was the professional and so he may as well go along with it. When she started working on his tie, Daniel would place his hands on his hips for the moment and watch his wife work. As he was called shy, he couldn't help but give a chuckle, shaking his head as he spoke.

"Shy, no. I'm just enjoying the moment. Part of why we're here right?" He smirked still, not able to take that off of his face for the time being. Well, this was certainly going to be quite the interesting afternoon. He would stand in place for now, moving as needed to help his wife along with the process. Waiting to start on her clothing until she had gotten through some of his. After all, he was actually enjoying watching his wife do this, and didn't want to get in the way of it for the time being.

 

[Lady Bloody Ava]

Amanda pressed a kiss to her husband's lips as she continued unbuttoning his shirt. "Get down upon your knees, Misses Thatcher and continue working from there." Amanda looked at Page as she spoke and then nodded her head as she did so. She carefully got on her knees and began unbuckling his belt. Occasionally looking up at her husband as she began undoing the button on his pants. Next was the zipper. Amanda couldn't help but feel aroused. A whole point the therapy, right? The beautiful blonde assisted with the dropping of his pants and anything standing in the way. Manicured fingers were about to touch that familiar length of man meat when Page stepped in.

That smirk on his face, transferred to Amanda's lips. Page sat upon the center edge of her desk as watched. Love was there, and plenty of potential. "You're right Mister Thatcher. All part of the moment. You will be able to want to do this at home. I can tell that Amanda has creativity and you.... you Daniel have desires, but I have a feeling you don't voice them, or rather... know them? I'm learning somethings about you two as we go along, so bare with me. Amanda, don't settle. Routine isn't always good."

Amanda felt adrenaline coursing through her. A bit of a foreign feeling for the moment since her husband was naked and there was another woman in the room. "You are one very lucky woman, if you don't mind me saying, Misses Thatcher. You have amazing taste." Surprisingly enough the wife looked to the therapist with a triumphant smile. "Thank you." The blues of her eyes looked back at her husband, standing the the glory that was his naked form. She stood upon her own two feet, knowing that it was his turn. All he had to take off of her was a t shirt, a light blue laced bra with matching panties, her skirt, and heels.

 

[Mr_Sir]

Daniel would return the kiss, moving a hand to hold his wife into the kiss for a few moments by her chin when she tried to pull away at first, but letting go soon after. He stood in place for a time longer, waiting for Amanda to continue with his pants now at Page's instructions. His eyes moved between the two women for a moment. This was certainly an interesting situation that he was in right now, normally he would be leading his wife through the motions, but having another attractive woman do some of the leading was quite interesting. Though he didn't expect it to go any further than the moment. After all, Page had already stated that any actual touching of genitals was off limits, as proven when she stopped Amanda from doing so once his pants and boxer briefs were out of the way. He would step out of them, pushing the articles of clothing to the side with one foot, and kicking off his own shoes in the process.

He had quickly become erect during the time, Page watching nearby and coaching his wife, while Amanda undressed him in front of another woman, it really hadn't taken much coaxing. Whenever Amanda looked up to him, he would offer her a warm smile and motion for her to continue with what she was doing. His attention turned to Page as he listened to her observations now. He would tilt his head to one side, listening to the woman as she spoke. Daniel standing there, completely unashamed of his own nakedness. It had never really been a thing to bother him, after all it isn't like anyone was technically seeing anything new here. He was just about to ask a question of the observations, though stopped himself as Page stated to bare with her. Instead he gave a nod, letting the good doctor observe for a time longer.

The man would give a chuckle as his form was commented over. "Well I'm glad you both are enjoying the show. If you feel that way Dr. Page Bellecote..." He trailed off as he moved up to his wife, kissing her softly for a few moments now as his hands would move to grab the bottom hem of her tee shirt. Breaking the kiss as he would peel it up off of her he would continue to speak to Page. "...then you should join us in a less professional setting sometime." Looking to Amanda, he would stop pulling her shirt off while it still covered her eyes while he spoke to her. "That is, if Amanda would like that as well." He smirked, taking the shirt the rest of the way off of her and setting it upon the nearby loveseat. Wrapping his arms around his wife's form, hands would move to make short work of her bra's clasp, allowing it to drop to the floor while his hands slowly explored down her back to the zipper or clasp of her skirt.

 

[Lady Bloody Ava]

Amanda was more than willing in the kiss that her husband gifted her. His warm hands lifting the soft fabric of her shirt up, leaving the married woman to listen as her husband spoke. At first Amanda hadn't even realized what he had said. The image of his raging hard on stuck in her mind. It was a minute later that it caught up with her. When her shirt was pulled off she looked from Daniel to the Doctor. Page looked back at the wife, like she was expecting some kind of answer. The beautiful blonde gave her handsome husband an amused smiled. Her eyes didn't leave him as she answered. "The more the merrier, no?" Her breasts were soon bared to the world that seemed confined to this office. She was taking steady breaths and only now was she noticing it. Her nerves were not going haywire and her body seemed to be doing everything for her. She felt his hands as they worked at the zipper on the back of her skirt. The finely woven material falling to the floor in a pool of fabric at her feet.

Page dawned an amused smile upon her painted red lips. "You are too kind, and may I add, Mister Thatcher, how you do not pounce upon that woman before you?" Now Amanda's blue eyes looked at the doctor. "Misses Thatcher.."
"Please... call me Amanda." The blonde quickly corrected.

Page was very surprised and very flattered at such a simple request from the woman that seemed to have a case of butterflies when she first passed the threshold of the doctor's office. Where she gained the air of confidence, even the therapist could only produce theories. "Well, Amanda, maybe we can get everyone a little more comfortable and we can test your wardrobe removal skills and see just how well restrained your husband is." Page slid off of the edge of her desk with a questionable half smile upon her lips. "Of course, feel free to decline and we can just continue on." Amanda looked to her husband for a good minute before she turned and walked over to the doctor.

"Doctor..." The wife started.
"Page." The professional woman cut in. "Call me Page. Comfort produces wondrous results. You certainly won't make any progress with a therapist you're not comfortable with, now will you?" She asked as manicured fingers brushed aside a few strands of the blonde woman's hair, from obscuring that pretty face. Page occupied her hands with holding the edge of her desk behind her as she faced the beautiful Misses Thatcher. Amanda grinned coyly and began unbuttoning the crisp white shirt of the woman in front of her. Green eyes looked at the naked man standing in the room. Watching and observing his every move. Soon her shirt was unbuttoned and the black laced bra that made up half of her lingerie was exposed. Amanda found the side zipper to the pencil skirt and the fell to a pool of fabric at Page's heeled feet. "Question, Amanda, have you ever had an intimate moment with a girl before? Any curiosity?" The Doctor asked.

"I had a moment in a shower when I was in college. I discovered that I did find the feminine form very beautiful." As she spoke she had already popped off the woman's bra and nearly cupped Page's breasts. "I said you couldn't touch him. You can get to know your doctor Amanda." The blonde looked over her shoulder and then back at the doctor before she licked at one of the nipples on those gorgeous breasts. A hand cupping at the warm and firm flesh before she moved down on her knees and slowly removed the black lace panties down, revealing a hairless sex. Amanda did not touch, but instead walked back over to her husband. "Best clients ever." Page said with a smile as she looked at Daniel. "Daniel? What's on your mind? What do you want to do right now? Honestly." She said as she stood their naked with her glasses, deep red lips, and her high heels while Amanda showered his neck in kisses and even trapped his earlobe between her teeth.