The Birth and Rebirth of Control

Dr. Sue Robinson, freshly showered and dressed in her comfortable home attire, walked into the living room where her husband, Professor Daniel Robinson, was reading. Daniel was an accomplished academic at the academy, respected for his intellect and admired for his well-maintained physical condition, despite his greying hair.

Sue sat down next to him, her hands nervously twirling a lock of her hair. They'd been together for so many years and yet she felt a certain anxiety before broaching the subject. She took a deep breath, letting her eyes meet his. "Daniel, we need to talk," she said, her voice steady.

Daniel looked up, surprise etching his features. He marked his place in the book and turned his attention to her. "Is everything alright, Sue?" He asked, concern lacing his words.

"Yes, yes, everything's fine." Sue assured him, leaning back into the plush couch. "It's about... our arrangement."

Daniel's eyebrows furrowed as he registered her words. Several years back, when their once passionate love life had started to wane, they had agreed to let each other explore their desires elsewhere. Daniel had taken her up on that offer, Sue, on the other hand, hadn't felt the need, until now.

"Ah." His expression softened, a small smile playing on his lips. "I see."

"I've been feeling... sexual again." Sue admitted, her face flushing slightly. "And I was wondering... I'd like to hear about your experiences. If you're okay with that."

In Daniel's mind, surprise was quickly replaced by intrigue. He hadn't expected this, but the idea excited him. He'd often fantasized about sharing his adventures with Sue, but had held back, respecting her decision not to know. Now, he had the green light, and it was exhilarating.

"Are you sure, Sue?" He asked, wanting to confirm her comfort with this new turn of events.

"Yes," Sue nodded, "I want to know, Daniel."

In Sue's mind, a wave of anticipation washed over her. She was about to embark on a journey into the unknown, one she knew would spice up their relationship. Sue couldn't help but feel an exciting flutter in her stomach, wondering what this conversation would reveal and where it would lead them.

Daniel chuckled at her laughter, taking a moment to reminisce about his early attempts to navigate this new freedom. "Well, Sue, you know it was challenging at first," he began. "The internet dating scene was a minefield of scams and disbelievers. No one seemed to understand our arrangement or believe it was real. I'm in an open relationship but my wife doesn't want to know the details is a hard sell to anyone you'd actually want to be with"

He shifted in his seat, making himself comfortable as he recalled the unexpected turn his exploration had taken. "One day, I found myself in a conversation with one of my former students from the academy, Matthew. We were catching up over a pint, and as the night grew late and the drinks kept flowing, our conversation grew more candid."

He paused, gauging Sue's reaction. Her eyes were wide with anticipation, encouraging him to continue.

"Matthew and his wife, Amanda, they have... well, a rather adventurous lifestyle," he continued, a hint of a blush creeping up his neck. "They shared that they occasionally brought friends into their bedroom for special occasions, and they invited me to join them."

He let out a nervous chuckle, "I was flabbergasted at first, Sue. But they reassured me, told me about a private community they were a part of. A community of like-minded individuals, couples, singles, all exploring their sexual desires"

His mind flickered with memories, a mix of exhilaration, curiosity, and initial trepidation. "So, I accepted their invitation. And it was... different. But it was respectful, safe, and I was able to explore and understand my own desires more fully."

He glanced at Sue, her expression inscrutable. "It was a journey of discovery, Sue. And it helped me reconnect with a part of myself I thought I'd lost."

Her silence worried him. Was this too much too soon? Yet he noticed a flicker of excitement in her eyes that made him hopeful. After all, they were treading into uncharted territory together.

"Amanda? Really?" Sue asked, her eyes wide. "We've had dinner with them multiple times! She always seemed... well, more reserved."

She watched as John's expression turned worrisome, likely expecting a backlash. Hurrying to reassure him, she reached across the table, giving his hand a comforting squeeze.

"I'm not angry, John," she said softly. "I'm just... surprised. I mean, Amanda always seemed so proper. But, I suppose it's true what they say about still waters."

John let out a relieved chuckle at her remark. "Believe me, Sue, she's not always that proper," he said with a glint in his eyes, his tone playful. "Her husband, Matthew, was usually present, too. He would join in at times, but more often than not, he enjoyed watching for a while and then... leaving us for the night."

Sue looked thoughtful, digesting the information. This was all new to her, but hearing John open up about his experiences sparked a curiosity within her. Perhaps she wasn't as 'out of touch' as she'd previously thought. She was embarking on her own journey of self-discovery, after all, just as John had done. There was a mutual understanding between them, a renewed sense of intimacy that was both thrilling and comforting. And in that moment, she couldn't help but feel excited for what the future held.

Sue inhaled deeply, steeling herself for the question she was about to ask. Her heart pounded in her chest, not from fear, but excitement. "John, what would you think about me bringing someone home this weekend?"

John looked taken aback, though not upset, which Sue took as a positive sign. He simply blinked at her in surprise, "Oh? Who?"

She found herself blushing slightly at the thought of confessing her already established intimacy with Jake. Instead, she decided to describe the young man and the impression he'd made during their earlier encounter.

"He's a cadet at the academy. Young, handsome... and very fit. He seems to have an... interest in medical practice, so I thought I'd invite him over to discuss it. Perhaps over dinner?" Her words were casual, but her tone was anything but.

John raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Is this the same cadet who you mentioned got injured during training?"

Sue nodded, her cheeks heating further. "Yes, that's him."

"And... he's interested in you, too?" John's voice held a note of amusement, but also curiosity.

"Well," Sue began, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Let's just say he's shown... signs of physical appreciation during our interactions."

A chuckle slipped from John's lips. "I see. Well, it sounds like a unique experience, to say the least. I've always wondered about watching you"

"As for you watching," Sue added, her voice a bit hesitant. "We can... explore that. I'm not sure if I'm ready for it yet, but... we can work on it."

John reached across the table, taking her hand in his. The understanding in his eyes warmed Sue's heart. "Sue, as long as we communicate and respect each other's boundaries, I'm open to exploring this together. This is about our journey as a couple, after all."

Sue smiled at John, feeling a surge of gratitude. This conversation could have been awkward and difficult, but John's understanding and openness had made it feel natural and easy. She knew they had a lot to navigate in the days to come, but she also knew they were doing it together, and that made all the difference.

Sue mulled over the information, a curious light in her eyes. "I see. So, this is... a little secretive? And who else do we know who is involved in this?" She leaned back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest. Her interest was piqued, her curiosity stoked.

John nodded, running his fingers through his salt and pepper hair, "Yes, it's quite...discreet. And as for who else... Well, most of the couples I've been involved with prefer to keep the identities of others private unless those parties consent to it being shared. It's about respecting each other's privacy and comfort."

He paused, glancing at her, "Amanda and Robert were comfortable with you knowing. They trust you and they knew that when you were ready, you would handle it well."

Sue blinked in surprise. Amanda and Robert, their long-time friends, were a part of this as well? It was a lot to take in, but she nodded, indicating for him to go on.

John continued, "There are one or two others who you might know, but I can't say unless they give me the go-ahead. It's about trust, Sue. We all respect that."

He watched her for a moment, a hint of worry crossing his features, "Are you okay with all this?"

Sue sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I think so, John. It's a lot to take in, but... I'm not angry. I'm just... surprised. Intrigued, even."

John smiled, relief washing over him. "I'm glad to hear that, Sue. We can take this slow, okay? You're not alone in this."

Sue found herself returning his smile, a newfound excitement for the days to come igniting within her. Their journey had just taken an unexpected turn, but she was more than willing to navigate the twists and turns alongside John. After all, wasn't that what marriage was all about?

They sat in silence for a moment, the tension between them electric, before Sue found herself leaning into John. It was familiar, comfortable. His lips found hers in a fervent kiss, their years of marriage doing nothing to quell the heat that sprang up between them. Sue found herself lost in the sensation, in the comfort and familiarity of John, and yet she was acutely aware of how different things felt. The day's events, the revelations, the anticipation of what was to come - all of it intertwined and amplified the intensity of their connection.

John's hand slid under her blouse, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin that sent shivers down her spine. There was a newfound vigour to his touch, a silent promise that echoed within her. They moved together, shedding their clothes and inhibitions, all the while never breaking their kiss.

When they finally joined, John's eyes widened in surprise. She was far wetter than he was accustomed to, far more aroused. He paused, a question in his eyes. Sue silenced him with another kiss, pulling him closer. The reality of her afternoon experience was her secret to keep, and at that moment, she was revelling in the feel of her husband, in the shared pleasure they were finding in each other.

He moved inside her, his rhythm steady, punctuated by the gasps and moans that escaped her lips. The intimacy of their moment, the shared pleasure and the promise of an exciting future, wrapped them in a cocoon of bliss. The experience from earlier that day had awakened a part of her that she didn't realize had been asleep. And now, as she surrendered to the waves of pleasure that washed over her, she knew she was embarking on a journey that would redefine their relationship.

That night, they fell asleep in each other's arms, their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling. Sue was the first to drift off, a satisfied smile on her lips, the feeling of John's arms wrapped around her a comforting presence. She was stepping into uncharted territories, but she was not afraid. After all, she was not alone. John was with her, his steady heartbeat beneath her ear a testament to their unwavering bond.

The Next Day:

Stepping into the bright morning light, Sue felt a frisson of excitement course through her. The world seemed to hold a fresh vibrancy, like the first brushstrokes on a blank canvas. The soft fluttering in her stomach was an unexpected, yet not unwelcome sensation. It was a nervous energy that reminded her of her teenage years, the thrill of new experiences, the mystery of what might come next.

As she strolled into the clinic, she was greeted by her receptionist's cheerful voice. "Good morning, Dr. Robinson. Jake's here to see you already. He's seemed a bit... nervous, though." The slight hint of mischief in her voice set off alarm bells in Sue's head. Could she possibly know about what happened?

Sue felt a pang of unease and found herself observing the receptionist closely. Her expression was the same as always - professional yet friendly. There was a hint of a smirk playing at the corner of her lips, though, and her eyes held an uncharacteristic sparkle. It was as if she was holding onto a delicious secret that she was eager to spill.

Sue felt a sudden twist of fear in her stomach. What if she did know? What would it mean for her? For Jake? Would it ruin the tantalizing prospect of what might happen next? Would it tarnish the newly ignited flame that was burning between her and her husband?

And yet, as she allowed herself to process her worries, she found a new resolve setting in. She was a woman in the prime of her life, embracing her desires and stepping into a new world of experiences. The prospect of discovery was intimidating, but it also held a tantalizing allure. And as she stepped into her office, bracing herself for the day ahead, she was more determined than ever to explore the mysteries and pleasures that awaited.

Sue leaned into Grace, her voice a touch huskier than usual. "How did Jake look this morning, Grace? Did he seem...stiff at all?" She quickly added, "His leg, of course. Do you think he might need similar treatment as yesterday?"

Grace's cheeks flushed a light pink, matching the playful mischief in Sue's voice with her own nervous anticipation. She swallowed slightly before responding, a glint of intrigue lighting up her eyes. "Well, Dr. Robinson, I believe he does seem... tense. I think a...thorough examination might be necessary." Her eyes darted around the room nervously before focusing back on Sue. "Though with the clinic filling up, we might need to... expedite the process today."

A wave of exhilaration swept over Sue at Grace's veiled hint. She hadn't known Grace was capable of such cheeky humour. She returned her smile with a wink, a silent affirmation of their shared secret. The thrill of this new shared experience sent a warm flush spreading through Sue. The day was off to a promising start.

Sue had a sudden flash of insight. "When you say 'we', did you perhaps have in mind watching again?" she asked, an eyebrow raised in amused curiosity.

Caught off-guard, Grace bit her lip, her face turning a deep shade of scarlet. "Yes," she blurted out before she could stop herself. Realization dawned in her wide eyes, and she seemed to shrink a bit in her chair.

Instead of reprimanding her, Sue leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms, regarding the young woman thoughtfully. A slight smile playing on her lips, she decided to take a risk. "Grace, how would you feel about... participating instead? You could learn some more advanced techniques," she suggested, watching Grace's face for her reaction.

For a moment, Grace looked like a deer caught in the headlights, shocked and unsure of what to do. The proposition was unexpected, to say the least. A part of her was excited at the prospect, but she was also terrified of crossing a line she had only ever dreamt about. Could she actually go through with this? And how exactly did Sue expect her to 'help'?

"Will you assist, Grace? Or perhaps watch from the keyhole if that's your thing," Sue's voice was teasing, her smile playful. Grace was caught off guard again, a flush creeping up her cheeks.

"Yes," was all Grace could manage, a simple word that carried a world of anticipation and a touch of uncertainty.

Before Grace could gather her thoughts or reconsider, Sue's hand was at the small of her back, guiding her into the office. The door closed behind them with a soft click, and the sight of Jake waiting in the office hit her like a gust of wind.

"Good morning, Jake," Sue began, her voice steady and warm. Grace watched from beside her, nervousness and curiosity mixing within her. "How's the knee this morning?" Her gaze moved from Jake to Grace then back again, a subtle flicker of amusement in her eyes. "Grace informs me you were looking a little... stiff again."

Jake, who had been nursing his knee and trying to appear nonchalant, looked taken aback. His eyes flitted between the two women, a sudden nervousness entering his gaze. He swallowed, visibly struggling to find his words.

"Erm... yes," he finally stammered out, his cheeks reddening at their veiled innuendos. "It... it's a bit... stiff."

Grace bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest. Seeing Jake flustered, recalling the intimate moments she had witnessed from the keyhole and being part of it now, sent a wave of excitement through her. Sue, on the other hand, looked thoroughly entertained, a spark of intrigue lighting her eyes as she took in the palpable tension in the room.

Sue revelled in the thick tension of the room, delighting in the nervous glances and stuttered breaths that filled the space. Taking a step back, she crossed her arms and continued her line of questioning.

"You see, Jake," Sue started, "Last night, Grace had a... unique perspective on our procedure." Her gaze flickered to Jake, watching as his eyes went wide in shock. His face flushed a dark red, mouth opening and closing without sound.

Grace was no less stunned, her eyes wide and a blush staining her cheeks. The silence stretched for several long seconds, the trio caught in a sudden standstill. Grace's eyes flitted from Sue to Jake and back again, her lips parting slightly but no sound coming out.

"Go on, Grace," Sue coaxed, a teasing lilt to her voice. "Describe what you saw. Start with what... parts of us you saw, then what we were doing."

Swallowing hard, Grace began, her voice trembling. "I...I saw...you, Dr. Robinson..." she stammered, eyes darting to Jake as she mentioned him. "And... and Jake. I...I saw your... bodies." Her blush deepened, her embarrassment evident.

"And...and what were we doing, Grace?" Sue prompted, her tone encouraging yet teasing.

"You...you were...examining him," Grace said, her voice almost a whisper. "You...you were touching him...and he was...responding..." She left the sentence hanging, her blush reaching her ears, the flustered response enough to paint a vivid picture of the previous night's events.

With a small nod of encouragement from Sue, Grace took a shaky breath, finding her voice again. She seemed to be choosing her words carefully, navigating the sensitive territory of their intimate encounter.

"I...I saw... Dr. Robinson, your...breasts," Grace admitted, her voice gaining a touch of confidence as she continued. "And Jake, your...manhood." The explicit terms hung heavy in the room, intensifying the atmosphere.

Sue watched as Grace's eyes flickered away, a distant look coming over her face as she delved deeper into her memory, detailing more vividly the events she had witnessed. The undercurrent of nervousness was still present, but her words became bolder as she began to reimagine the scene.

"You were... you were on top of Jake, Dr. Robinson," Grace went on. "And...your womanhood was...touching his...manhood." The images she painted were intensely explicit, turning the air thick with shared recollection and unspoken desire.

"He was inside me?"

"Yes," Grace began, her voice slightly shaking, "Your womanhood... Jake's manhood... I saw you trying to fit him...inside you." Her gaze fluttered to the floor, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

She recounted the struggle she had observed from her hidden vantage point, how Sue had initially grappled with Jake's impressive size. The memory caused her heart rate to pick up, recalling the explicit view she had had of their coupling.

"The...the condom didn't fit him...he was too big," Grace admitted, her face reddening even more. "You dispensed with it and...and then you...you..."