True Confessions of a Humper and Humpee (18+)
I stared out the window, as I sipped a cup of black coffee, damn! The coffee was good, if there was one thing my receptionist, aside being the best user of company WiFi and phone, she was good at brewing coffee. The day was bright, and I had hopes that it would be a good one.
I took my seat behind my desk and checked my agenda for the day, I still had about two hours before the scheduled time for my first clients to show up. As I went through the file of the clients, my mind wandered far away, far far away to my country Nigeria.
I wanted to practice medicine in Nigeria, I wanted to be there for my people, to take the hippocratic oath and save lives, but alas! healthcare was not in the government's agenda. My folks couldn't watch me allow my knowledge and skill go to waste, so I was sent back to the US
Long story short, I was both a medical doctor and also a sex therapist. In no time, I discovered that sex therapy was actually lucrative, like I could charge as much as $500 per hour. I always wondered whether I could have been a sex therapist in Nigeria, why? There seemed to be a lot of hush hush about sex, meanwhile teenage pregnancy prevailed, condoms and birth control business was thriving, hence, people were not just having sex, but they were having loads of it, and you couldn't help but ask "why the hypocrisy?" especially with couples.
There would be so much sexual tension between Nigerian couples and they would rather keep mum about it, than seek help, and if they did seek help, errr! Well the kind of help they sought was satisfaction from, you know, from outside their marriage, both males and females.
Even here in the States, when I had to deal with Nigerian clients, it was always difficult to get them to open up, and at some point, I stopped attending to Nigerians, I would rather refer them to colleagues in the field, yeah! It saved me a lot of stress.
"oh yeah yeah, the dude was so good, all that young blood and energy, damn! He touched me in ways my dumbo husband had never touched me, hey Doc, let me tell you a nasty secret, only women know how to touch women in the right spots, now don't you dare look at me like I'm Jezebel, I know I done sinned so many sins, and imma confess my sins after the sin to get forgiven, but yo Doc, my ladies, them are wild, when they touch me with them dildos, their mouths and their fingers, damn! I be making it rain on them hoes, like squirt squirt all over" She said, and I was tired!
Next day we woke up with so much energy, and my Wife was even lovelier than ever. I hoped the rest of the day would be just as good. I got to my office and got my usual cup of coffee, and I wasn't too happy with the fact that my first client was Mr. Brown, in fact I said a prayer asking God that he make Mr. Brown very cooperative and without drama like his wife- Mrs Brown, no, that woman was a handful, real trouble to avoid anywhere. I wondered how they both met, perhaps a one night stand that didn't end well, perhaps Mrs Brown's curvy body did the job
"cupcake, may I join you in there?" I asked "if you can d.." she was saying, but I was in before she could complete the statement. We had never made love that intense, from the shower to the floor of the bathroom, the highlight of the bathroom round was when she made me sit on the toilet seat, and she gave me the best blow job ever, then rode me to smithereens, but we wanted more, it felt like we had awoken the beast in us, we took it to the bedroom, as we stood kissing, she stroked me, put one foot on the bed and guided me inside, I thrust effectively I had no idea where the strength was coming from, but I was enjoying every bit of the moment, lost in the euphoria of intense love making. Her soft moans felt like music influencing the pace of the thrusts, the thrusts became more intense, her body quivering with cries of
"yes, that's it baby, yes" more thrusts, I rubbed her clit for more stimulation, as I continued the in-out movement, the moistness and sweetness of her coochie made me vow never to try someone else's. Couple of thrusts more, and we both climaxed, as I shot my seed into her.
Sleep came instantly for both of us. And again we woke up the next day feeling refreshed and ready to face the Browns. Even though it was against work ethics, I discussed the Browns' problems with my Wife, and she gave me a brilliant idea to solve their problems.
As I drove to work, I thought about last night and the night before with my Wife, we had never had sex that good, and I also never knew she was that good too. For some strange reason, I looked forward to the session with the Browns, they were a blessing in disguise.
I got to the office, and even the receptionist noticed something different about me. Well, that's what you get when you don't just have sex, but make sweet love with the one you love. I was evening humming "I've got sunshine on a cloudy day..." and James Brown's "I feel good"
They couldn't even wait for me to finish my statement, they were already kissing and mumbling "I'm sorry", It was a rather shocking experience to find both of them in tears. I didn't see that coming, in fact I didn't expect anything that had already happened that day. I excused myself, and after about 20 minutes they were out, beaming with smiles. I took them to a hotel, and paid for two nights, then texted Mrs Brown "Give him the same treatment you gave young Denzel & better", and Mr. Brown "Blow her back like you did Anna and the others"
A week later, I got a huge cheque and a letter from the Browns as appreciation for my intervention and expertise. So, the Browns' case made my Wife and Me enjoy better sex, their case was settled, and I got a huge tip- 3 birds with one stone yeah?
Oh! Lest I forget, Mrs. Brown called to apologize about her behavior towards me at the office, and she added "You're a shitty kisser Doc, my hubby's got the bestest kiss ever, hahaha". Perhaps I should add "Relationship Coach" to my services.