Pleasure Practice 1 - The Chiropractor

Chapter M

Tania was pensive on her way home, where she was glad to be alone, Fred being at work. She couldn't imagine leaving him, what would he do, what would she do? Their home. Their life. But she had to be with Michael, she had to fuck him every day, touch him, feel him on her. She didn't know what Michael imagined their relationship would be like. What did she imagine? She didn't want children. She didn't really want to get married again, what for? What if he wanted all that? She couldn't give that to him.

Tania decided to speak to Michael about this before she said anything to Fred. She had to hurt him as little as she could, and she couldn't risk all before she was sure what Michael wanted. She felt she was being very cold and calculating, but she laughed at herself; she knew that she wouldn't give a damn about anything in the end, she just wanted to have Michael inside her as much time as she could. This was a new feeling for her, she'd always been very rational with Fred. Probably her mind was trying to keep her in that familiar modus, but Tania felt inside that all that was starting to be left behind.

When Fred came home Tania acted as normal as she could. "You look radiant my love! Did you do something nice today?" Fred was charming as usual. "Mmm yes, I spoke a lot with Lucille and had a good lunch." "Oh yes, I completely forgot you spent the night with her – I hope she's feeling better?" Tania frowned, a bit annoyed at Fred not even remembering she was out, after all the care she'd taken to have a perfect alibi.

When he went out in the garden to mow the lawn Tania called Michael quickly. He picked up directly saying "When are you coming?" "Tomorrow is better. I want to speak to you, but I don't want to go out tonight again. Can you meet me for lunch or coffee tomorrow?" "Of course. 12.30 my place. I'll cook or bring something. I need you, I want to fuck you now." Tania groaned, immediately aroused. "Me too, believe me..." They hung up excited like teenagers.

The next day Tania was floaty like pudding when she dressed to go to him. She put on sexy underwear again; grazing her pubis with her fingers when she slipped on her panty and shivering at the prospect of having the doctor roughen her up.

She arrived at his door at 12.32h, jumped almost in the lift. Michael was wearing only his slip when she arrived, and he took her violently, pushed her face forward on the sofa edge, tore off her panties and pushed his huge hot cock inside her from behind. Tania moaned and arched herself against him, hurting inside but rabid from desire. He moved and moved so that she was not thinking, only being, panting and trying to open her legs more against him. Michael got faster and Tania shouted as he burst his semen into her, filling her with warm jelly. He fell off the sofa and laughed like a kid, and she fell next to him.

After a couple of minutes he asked, "Hungry still?" grinning, and helped her up and into the bright kitchen. There he'd prepared the table with a big salad, tasty looking pieces of roasted chicken and fruit. Tania devoured it like she hadn't eaten in days. "So, you wanted to speak also?" Michael asked munching. "Yes, I wanted to ask... what you want? From me, from us... what are you thinking?" Tania didn't know very well how to put it, but she was determined. He understood. "I want you in my bed every day, I want to fuck you whenever we want, no lies, no having to time ourselves, freedom to have you. I have to tell you..." Tania was suddenly a bit scared then, seeing him frown. "It's nothing bad, it's just that I'm divorced. And I don't want to marry again. I want you to know that." Tania's face brightened. "But that's... perfect! I don't want to marry either! I mean even if I divorced. I don't care for a marriage paper!" Michael looked struck. "That's nice and... unusual! But you are unusual in so many ways..." He shot her a fiery look then started to speak again. "I don't want children either. I would not have enough time to do all I want to do in my life. There are too many people on the planet already. I have two nieces that I adore. Do you find that horrible?" Tania was becoming more and more excited. "That's exactly what I think! I can't believe it. This is too good to be true!" Michael laughed loudly and said, "Wait until you know me better. But I'm happy that I don't disappoint you with not wanting the usual things. I've had to fight a lot with myself to be able to be honest about it. To everyone around me and to myself too."

Tania asked him more about himself, his life, his divorce even. Their conversation was fluid, clear. There were no blockings, it flowed openly and they exchanged a lot of essential thoughts and values in a short time. Tania felt more confident that Michael wanted to be with her in the same way that she wanted, and she trusted her initial feelings: just to be with him, physically, every day, would make her happy forever.

While they were talking he had moved closer to Tania's chair, then took her and sat her on his lap. They spoke and he distractedly touched her shoulder, massaging it a bit, her neck just caressing it, then his long fingers slipped over her right breast, but didn't stop. Tania was becoming a bit unfocused and looked into the distance, thought they kept speaking. Michael's fingers landed on her lower stomach and he cupped her little belly in his hand, the edge of it grazing her pubis. Tania felt a wave inside her, coming from deep inside and spreading; at the same time she felt his penis hardening under her. He continued talking, but at the same time he moved his index finger over her shirt, then under it and into her panties, finally rubbing it inside her, then adding more fingers in. Still he didn't stop speaking, and this drove Tania even crazier with lust. He talked and talked, his voice soft and raspy, while he gently pulled her shirt up, his pants down and sank her onto his cock. Only then he stopped his monologue, while Tania started moving, straddling him backwards, grinding against him. It didn't take long for him to stand her up, push her face onto the table and roughly push from behind, getting quicker and exploding into her, Tania shouting again and again.

She had wanted to leave right after lunch but they stayed for a long while on the sofa, just laying together and gazing at the sunrays coming in, dust flecks shining.