Thread: Adventures of a Cuck Queen (Kassy & Mellow Yellow)

Like I said, I just wanted to be totally transparent with you Sam. I love you and I don't want anything to be between us. Kassy said, reaching in and giving her boyfriend a big kiss on the lips. I'm pretty tired, let's go to bed, I've got a bunch of appointments with clients tomorrow, okay? I love you. Sleep didn't come easily, Kassy couldn't get the idea out of her head. There had to be some way to fulfill her own desires while not alienating Sam. The next morning Kassy woke early, showered and got ready for work without waking Sam. She wrote a small note for him next to the coffee pot. 'Sorry about last night, I know it got a little weird. I'll make it up to you tonight! Hugs and Kisses, Love Kass.' She gave Sam a peck on his sleeping cheek before leaving for work. Kassy made her way up to the large building that held Dr. Kane's offices. This mornings appointment was one of her tougher cases. Annabelle Watkins was an active sex addict, someone they used to call a 'nymphomaniac' back before the problem was properly diagnosed. Sex essentially dominated the woman's life, ruined her relationships, distanced her from her loved ones, and cost her her career. Anna walked in around 9am and sat down on Kassy's couch. The poor thing was always so horny, she could barely keep her hands out of her skirt even during these therapy sessions. How is everything going Anna, any breakthroughs this week? Kassy asked, tapping her pen on her notepad. No...Hell no...it's like it's gotten worse. I fucked some random guy I met at a bus stop behind a dumpster on Wednesday. I don't even know if I bothered asking him his name....I'm so fucked up. Anna said, as she caressed her own thighs like a nervous tick. Did you try and implement any of the techniques we've discussed? Kassy asked, and stared at Anna. She noticed Anna's attention was on the framed picture of Sam that she kept on her desk. I mean I try, I say to myself, this guy isn't just an object for me to use for pleasure, he's a person, with thoughts and feelings. But it doesn't really help that guys don't care, if you are pretty and want to fuck, most of them will just say yes anyway. Is that your husband Dr. Moon? I didn't know you were married. Anna said changing the subject, as she got up from the couch and strode across the room, picking up the picture of Sam. Boyfriend, we aren't married...yet. Kassy replied, but already her mind was starting to formulate a plan. Do you want to fuck him? She bluntly asked. What? Doc I mean sure he's fucking hot, you are a lucky girl, but most chicks get pretty angry when I sleep with their boyfriends. Anna laughed. That's because you are doing it without consent. I've been developing a radical new therapy to deal with clients with your condition. My theory is that it is the rush of doing something naughty without getting caught is what fuels your desires. I feel that knowing I'll be watching you defile my boyfriend might be the catalyst to your recovery. Would you be interested in giving it a try? Kassy asked in a cool and calculating tone. I guess, if you really think it will help, but I just going to be honest here Doc, It's not going to bother me a bit if you watch me bang your guy. Hell even if you joined in, I think you are smoking hot, and I've wanted to eat your pussy for quite some time. Anna said, putting the picture frame back on the desk and sauntering around to get closer to Kassy. I appreciate the compliment Anna, but that's not part of the process. I will just be an observer. You'll have to seduce and bed Sam all on your own, knowing that I will be watching. Do you think you can do that? Kassy asked. I have yet to find a guy that can resist me once I get my engine going. Are you sure you are okay with this? I don't want to jeopardize our professional relationship, you are the best therapist I've been to. Ana answered. No worries there, your safe as my client. Kassy said, taking her pen and scratching down her address. Take this and show up at 5pm promptly. That's when Sam gets home. I'll be in the bedroom closet, don't mention that. He'll ask where I am, just tell him that you are an old friend that stopped by for a visit. You can tell him that there was an emergency at my office and I had to run out. Then it's up to you to make it happen. He may be hesitant, but I'm sure you can make things happen. Kassy instructed Anna. The rest of the day Kassy was completely distracted. She barely paid attention to any of her other clients, phoning it in. Her mind was obsessed with the idea of Sam fucking Anna. At 430 she said goodbye to Dr. Kane and went home. She wrote another note and left it on the counter. 'Hey hun, had to run back to work for a while, I am expecting an old friend to drop by, if you could be a dear and entertain her till I get home, I shouldn't be too late. Love you, Kass' She stripped nude, grabbed a vibrator out of her bedstand drawer and walked into the closet. The closet was angled so that she could see into the living room. Soon after that Sam got home from work and minutes later, a knock on the front door meant that her deepest fantasy would soon be coming true.