Adultery The Aarogya Wellness and Intimacy Clinic

[prasannas2001]

 



The head of his dick, thick and smooth, nudged against her slick folds, pressing gently against the tight opening.
 
It was an amazing feeling.
 
He was very anxious to see how it is going to feel. 
 
He pushed his dick little bit…
 
She froze.
 
Her entire body went rigid.
 
Her hands, which had been resting limply at her sides, clenched into fists.
 
Her eyes were wide, locked on his, a silent plea and a silent acceptance warring within their depths.
 
The pressure was immense, a foreign fullness that promised both pain and an unknown pleasure.
 
She held her breath, her heart hammering against her ribs, waiting for the moment he would claim her completely.
 
She froze.
 
It was not coy.
 
It was not nervous.
 
It was terror, raw, animal terror, as though she had just seen something terrible on the far side of the room.
 
Her whole body went rigid, a wire pulled too tight.
 
Her hands came up between them, not pushing him away but not pulling him closer either, just there, a barrier.
 
Her pupils were huge.
 
Her breathing had stopped.
 
He stopped immediately.
 
"Hey," he said, softly.
 
"Hey. It's okay."
 
She didn't respond.
 
She was somewhere else.
 
Somewhere he couldn't reach.
 
"I'm going to step back," he said, his voice low and calm.
 
"I'm going to step back, and nothing is going to happen that you don't want. Okay? Nothing."
 
He took a step back.
 
Then another.
 
He held his hands up, palms open, a man surrendering.
 
She stood there, trembling, her arms wrapped around herself now, covering what she could.
 
She looked small.
 
She looked terrified.
 
She looked nothing like the woman who had smiled at him just minutes ago.
 
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
 
Her voice cracked.
 
"I'm sorry. I thought… I thought I could, "
 
"You have nothing to be sorry for."
 
"I wanted to. I do want to. I just… "
 
"Seema." He said her name gently, firmly.
 
"It's okay. We don't have to do anything… "
 
"We don't have to do anything tonight, or tomorrow, or next week."
 
"We have time."
 
"We have all the time in the world."
 
She looked at him, and her eyes filled with tears, and she nodded.
 
But he could see the shame in her face, the self-loathing, the belief that she had failed him somehow, and it broke his heart.