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Slyguy999

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My depression was overwhelming. I was losing sleep and was barely functioning at the office. My whole life had been turned upside down and there was nothing I could do about it. I needed help and someone to talk too, someone who listen and understand my anxiety and perhaps help ease my pain. I searched for a psychologist online and found one that I liked. I preferred a female because I thought I would be more comfortable disussing my problem with her instead of another male. Dr Stephanie Alexander seemed a good choice for some reason, had all the crudentials and was very attractive judging by her picture. I decided to give her a shot. I called the number and a woman with a sexy bedroom voice answered, reminding me of the time before I was married and ran up my phone bill thousands of dollars just talking to a fantasy voice, and she told me that there was an opening for Friday afternoon at three o'clock. She took my name and told me to come in fifteen minutes early to fill out my personnal information.

Only two days until I could spill my heart out to someone who would listen and understand. Never in my life { I am thirty two years old } have I ever been so humiliated but there was no way to stop it from happening really. Hopefully some therapy would help. I didn't plan to tell my wife I was seeing a psychologist since she would probably see it a weakness and use it to further emasculate me. I would just go through the motions until then, do my daily chores once I came home from work, cook dinner and do the dishes. The weekends were even worse, helping her get ready for a night out with the girls, giving my wife Diamond manicures, pedicures and foot massages. I hated the sound of the little bell she rang when she summoned me to come help her do something. My wife was a diva and expected me to treat her like a total goddess.

As you can probably guess I have been cuckholded by my beautiful wife.
 
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A Charles Anderson was my last appoint of the day. I prefferred to see my new patients last in case I needed more time to spend with them, free of charge of cost. Having kept him waiting while I glossed over his personnal info I buzzed my loyal secretary Nina to show him into my office. Mr. Anderson was here for severe depression, like so many others male and female, the cause not yet known.

" Come in Mr Anderson...I am so pleased to meet you, my name is Dr. Alexander. " I introduced myself and shook his hand in greeting. My first impression was that he was rather small in stature. I hoped my high heels did not intimidate since I was considerably taller than him by several inches. Otherwise he was not what you call very handsome but groomed well wearing a business suit and tie.

" Please have a seat sir. "

Charles seemed very nervous but sat down on the leather divan instead of the chair. I noticed his leg was moving up and down quickly and his body language told me he was uncomfortable, which was usual for a first time encounter.

" Would you like somthing to drink ? I can have Nina bring you something if you like ! " I offered politely, wanting to make him feel at ease.

Charles shook his head, refusing anything, seeming eager to get started.

" Very well if you change your mind just let me know. " I said crossing the carpet and sitting down next to him on a chair, crossing my legs " Why don't you make yourself comfortable and relax and lie back on the divan Charles ? You don't mind if I call you Charles, do you ? "

" No thats fine, Doctor Alexander. " he said as he reclined back on the soft leather.

" Now why don't you start at the beginning and tell me why you are depressed. " I suggested...
 
Damn I did not expect her to be so much more attractive in person than in her photo ! Dr. Alexander was drop dead gorgeous, very tall and leggy. Her glasses only added to her allure. Despite being dressed in professional attire her magnificent breasts threatened to burst from her silk blouse. And she was wearing nylons, like my wife liked to wear around the house to tease me in, with a hint of her stocking tops visable underneath her short skirt. After introducing herself she invited me to relax on a leather recliner while she sat down next to me. I was aware of the whisper of silk as she crossed her legs and willed myself not to look. Maybe this was not such of a good idea afterall. Dr. Alexander was certainly a distraction.

She told me to start at the beginning and explain the cause of my depression.

" Well, let me say that I am lucky enough to be married to the most beautiful woman in the world. Diamond is a total goddess, blonde, sexy, with a perfect body to die for. When she walks nto a room everyone stare both male and females. I guess you could say that I always thought that Diamond was out of my league. And she was...I mean that she is. Why would a gorgeous woman like her even be interested in an average guy like me ? I mean yes I have a good carreer and make decent money but I'm not nothing specail really. But we went out a few times to dinner and I did my best to impress her, buying her expensive gifts and flowers being the perfect gentleman. I kept waiting for this princess to drop me like a hot potatoe since she was from a wealthy family and spoiled by her daddy. Oh yeah that's another story but I won't get into that now, I was never good enough for him. Even so, I continued to date her, despite never getting anywhere, except for an occasional kiss sometimes. Diamond could have any guy she wanted but she chose me. "

I paused and took a deep breath before continuing, " Believe me it was the happiest day of my life when Diamond said yes ! She picked me of all the guys she could have had. I swore then and there, I would make her the most happy wife in the world, totally devoting myself to her needs. And it was wonderful at first, her parents had given us a nice luxurious mansion, an estate really, and a Mercedes as wedding gifts. I didn't realize it then but everything is in her name. I have nothing except the clothes on my back."

I glanced over at Dr. Alexander who just nodded and was biting her pen. I had a feeling that she was taping this on a hidden recorder for future reference but I really didn't care. " Please continue, Charles. "

" So, everything was fine until I came home from the office and found a note on my keyboard from my wife
 

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" So your wife discovered that you where viewing sissy porn on your computer, I assume ? " I asked intrigued by his story so far...

Charles nodded.

" And she left a note on your keyboard along with a pair of panties for you to wear ? "

" Yes ma'am. "

" Did you put them on ? " I asked.

Again Charles nodded yes, looking somewhat sheepish.

" So you did this to please your wife...I don't think there is anything wrong with that, in fact alot of husbands and boyfriends these days are willing to do anything to please their wives. The roles in a modern are changing and not as traditional as they used to be. Some husbands like their wives being in control. " I advised him, wondering if Charles was wearing a pair of panties under his trousers now...
 
"...some husbands like their wives being in control. "

I took a deep breath trying to relax. I did my best not to look at her, she was sitting so close I could smell her perfume and the way she crossed her legs was distracting to say the least. What guy didn't like a gorgeous female wearing stockings and dangling her heel on her toe ? Whew. I was aware that my cock was stirring inside my panty that my wife insisted that I wear on a daily basis.

" Yes, Diamond likes being in control all the time. I really don't mind that much, as I said I am lucky to be married to such a goddess and she had discovered my secret I guess. It wasn't so much ass sissy porn but more like a femdom website where husbands serve their wives, but sometimes dressing up like a female. You know what I mean doing whatever their wives tell them. Well, I didn't put them on at first, thinking that she was only joking until that night when we were about to go to bed in our bedroom and after my shower I went to my dresser to get my boxers and they were gone. My wife had replaced all my underwear with silky girly panties. "

" Really ? "

I glanced over at her and quickly adverted my eyes. Dr Alexandra had parted her long shapely legs before re crossing them I had caught a glimpse of her panties. It reminded me of the scene in that movie with Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct. I had a feeling she was toying with me. Thinking back my fascination and fetish started with one of my mother friends who used to visit when I was young. Her name was Bella and she always dressed up nice and wore stockings with heels. Just getting a glimpse of her stocking tops and garters was enough to make my imagination go wild later that night in the privacy of my bedroom when alone !

" Yes. I was surprised to say the least but I was more than willing to do anything to please her. " I said pausing, " Besides I have to admit the idea turned me on and they felt good against my balls and my dick, although I am not a sissy. " I admitted.
 

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" ...although I am not a sissy. "

Truthfully my new patient did not look like a typical sissy. He was not very feminine, more like an awkward nerd but difinitely a beta male. There had to be more to the story I think to myself.

" I see nothing wrong with pleasing your wife...are you ashamed of yourself ? "

Charles shakes his head and denies any shame. I suspect it goes deeper than that.

" Are you wearing panties now ? " I have to ask...

Charles hesitates before nodding his head yes.

" What color are they ? Curious minds want to know... " I ask, knowing it doesn't really matter but I am establishing control over the conversation.

" Pink "

Just as I thought..." Does your wife like you to wear any other color ? "

Again he nodds and explains that his wife likes him in white and blue, sometimes red depending on her mood but that pink is her favorite.

Diamond definately has her poor little hubby wrapped around her finger and under her total control...

" So ...do you feel emasculated by wearing woman's underwear ? " I ask...
 
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" Maybe a little bit, I mean she calls me her little pantie boy which is actually a term of endearment for her I guess. At first I didn't mind so much since it was just between us, you know our little secret ! It's not something I wanted anyone to find out, especailly at the office. If someone discovered that I was wearing panties I would be mortified and humiliated. Thankfully no one suspected what was going on. Diamond used to tease me by sending erotic pictures of herself wearing sexy lingerie during the day while I was at the office." I paused and ran my fingers through my hair. " Well let me explain that I was not allowed to cum without her permission. My wife controlled my every orgasm. If I was good and ahh, pleased her first then I might get a reward and be able to masturbate. Sometimes Diamond even gave me a handjob, if she was feeling playful. I couldn't possibbly ask for more. She liked to play a game where I was not permitted to 'squirt' prematurely unless be punished. My wife did her best to tease me, making me eat her pussy and riding my face, while wearing lingerie, knowing I had a hair trigger and couldn't last. "

" And how did your wife punish you if you were bad ? " Dr. Alexander asked.

" Well she had purchased a cage, a little device which I dreaded. It prevented you from getting hard or having a orgasm and if you did it was most painful. It was the most uncomfortable thing I ever experienced. Thankfully Diamond did not make me wear it much. We are on a trust basis like when I am at the office or alone but she inspects my panty for evidence of an accident, as she likes to call it. And Diamond always wears the key on a necklace when in public as a constant reminder of her female dominance over me. "

I was aware that my cock was getting hard inside my panty. I did my best to resist the urge to stroke it ! This whole thing was harder than I thought it would be, no pun intended.
 
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I had to admit my new patients situation was rather intriging. Charles seemed to be completley devoted to his wife. As far as I was concerned she was a very lucky lady. My own marriage was tradional, we both had careers and it was more or less equal on both our parts. I couldn't imagine my husband wearing panties to please me, he was much too masculine...

Still this was turning out to be very interesting...

" Do you happen to have a picture of your wife ? " I asked, " Perhaps it would help me understand your situation. "

Charles reached into his back pocket and fumbled through it finally finding a picture of Diamond and handed it to me. I was impressed, she was absolutely gorgeous. No wonder Charles worshipped his wife and obeyed her every wish.

" Oh my...your wife is very beautiful ! " I remarked...
 
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" Like I said, I am a very lucky guy ! So I guess you are thinking why would a normal guy like me married to a gorgeous woman would be depressed. It's hard to admit it really, the humilation I feel, the hopelessness of it all. It's not because I wear panties to please my wife exactly but, " I paused, tying to overcome my embarrassment, " But what happened later. Everything was fine at first, like I said, it was our little secret and I didn't mind until we... ahh, hired this guy to remodel our master bathroom. Diamond wanted it all redone in marble and tile and a bigger whirlpool bath installed so she heard from a friend have ours about a person that did nice work on her bathroom and we contacted him for a estimate. He came over on a Saturday when I was off from the office and showed us some samples to look through and then took some measurements and gave us a quote. Well my wife was overjoyed and impressed with this guy but I had my doubts, he just made me uncomfortable. His estimate was too high, I thought, and I wanted to hear a few other offers first. Besides the guy was a little arrogant, sort of a know it all and I didn't like the way he acted as if I wasn't there or did not matter. He focused all of his attention on Diamond, giving her all of his undivided attention. And of course she lapped it up, practically falling all over this guy, hanging onto every word he said. Diamond is a natural born flirt and can be very feminine and knows how to use her body to her best advantage. She always likes to dress up wearing clothes that show off her cleavage or short skirts that expose her long legs. And her lingerie collection fills the entire walk in closet in every color under the rainbow and in between ! And Diamond, unlike her name sake, loves wearing pearls ! " I stopped talking for a minute realizing I was getting off the subject.
 
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" So what is the contractors name and why don't you tell me more about him. " I prompted, sensing a little jealousy and or resentment on my patients part. Obviously his wife might be a little more than just interested in him...perhaps attracted to a blue collar man, even if she considered him lower class...as far as I could tell Diamond was rather pampered and enjoyed a luxurious lifestyle. She definately liked being in control of her passive husband in their marriage and Charles was willing to do anything to please her, including wearing female underwear. I was beginning to envy her for being in a female led relationship and it's many benefits...
 
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" So what is this contractors name and why don't you tell me more about him. "

" His name is Marco Laterzo. " I sighed, " and he is an arrogant asshole and so full of himself. You probably know the type, always bragging about himself. Thinks he's god's gift to women, I mean the guy is ah, good looking I guess. Full head of thick dark hair and he's tall, taller than me. And ah ah he is really muscular, you know a big guy ! To be honest I didn't like him from the get go, he was just too cocky. I felt uncomfortable with him being around my wife. "

" And why is that ? " the doctor asked.

I sighed, trying to explain why, " I don't know really, maybe because I didn't like him and I assumed my wife would feel the same way, I mean the guy is an arrogant prick. Anyway I could see that Diamond seemed to really like him, hanging on to his every word during the estimate. More or less flirting with him, touching his arm and smiling during the estimate in our own home. Well it was like she and Marco competely ignored me the whole time as if I wasn't there. If I asked a question he wouldn't even acknowledge me but Marco gave my wife his whole undivided attention instead. "

I paused and took a sip of water, wishing I had something stronger, before I continued, " Needless to say when Marco finally left I told Diamond that we could find someone better and cheaper. She wouldn't hear of it, my wife's mind was made up, Marco was the one who was going to remodel our master bath. As I have already said Diamond is a spoiled bitch and always gets her way. So I knew better than argue with her. Later that night when we were getting ready for bed, Diamond likes me to brush her hair first, she told me that she was really horny and wanted me to ah umm, are you sure that it's okay for me to tell these things Doctor ? "
 
" ...are you sure it's okay for me to tell you these things Mrs Alexander ? "

" Please continue, it's perfectly fine, I need to know every little detail no matter how small if you want me to help you. " I informed my new patient, " I think it's very sweet of you to brush your wife's hair before bed ! "

Charles nodded folding his hands over over his lap, trying to hide his obvious arousal.

" So what did she want you to do after you brushed her hair ? " I inquired. I had a feeling I already knew the answer...this was getting quite interesting to say the least. I had a feeling this situation went way deeper than petty jealously...
 
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