Tera finished uploading the latest chapter to the website and pondered where to take the series in future ones. As a novice writer she was enjoying some of the popularity of her story ratings while appreciating the comments of her small, but seemingly intensely interested, following of readers. The Therapist was a story about a man (James) who was totally enraptured with his intelligent and insanely beautiful therapist, Julia. Tera, in a way, saw in Julia a version of her own alter ego where her dominant fantasies came to life on the written page. The story's main character embraced the calculated manipulation of James as she slowly reeled him in while methodically planting and harvesting the seeds of worship, adoration, and lust in the mind of the helpless former patient.
Tera reflected on her own relationship with her husband Jim who she dearly loved and was happily married to for 17 years. He was a steadying force in her life, always there for her, and in his own way a very interesting and creative person who she never stopped learning from. As with most relationships not every aspect is perfect and Tera wistfully thought about her present sex life with Jim and how some of the original passion and intensity had slowly waned over the years to the point that they made love about once a week without much deviation from the time before. Was something lacking in her? Could she be doing more? These were the type of questions that she contemplated all too often. Part of her perception was that Jim's libido was burning on low kindle but that he was happy with his life and the status of their lovemaking. She had the thought that she wished their love making had more erotica in the equation. Now, there is a word that sparked the imagination of Tera. Erotica. Just saying the word to herself gave her a small tingle down below. She looked at her watch and realized that she was running late for her workout at the gym but recognized that when she had a few moments she would return to the subject of erotica and think about the implications of her own desires. She shut down her notebook and began looking for her car keys.
When the doorbell rang she called for Jim to answer it but either he was in another part of the house or he just didn't hear her. Tera glanced at her watch and noted she still had a few minutes before she had to leave and went to the front door. It was the man next door asking for Jim. Apparently, he was having some kind of household crisis and wanted Jim's assistance. She went to the back of the house and found Jim in his room on his own pc and explained that he was needed next door. Jim promptly rose and as he passed her by she kissed him on the cheek and told him she would be home in a few hours. He paused, smiled warmly at her, gave her a loving squeeze, and went out the door with the neighbor. Tera thought, "It is great to be loved. I'm so very lucky."
Tera was about to choose a jacket or wrap when she thought she would quickly check the weather report on Jim's computer before heading out as her notebook was already shut down. Sitting down she noticed the browser was open and clicked on it knowing she could open another window if Jim had his email up. What she saw that surprised her wasn't that he was looking at an adult site with literary erotica rather that Jim had the very website open that Tera had just used to upload her latest chapter of her story series. The irony did not escape Tera as she had never spoken about on-line adult literature with Jim and what were the odds they would both be familiar with the same site. She had to make a decision on whether to respect his privacy and stop right there or continue on. Curiosity, being the more compelling option, won as she promised herself she would take just a quick look to see what he was reading.
Using the rational that it could "help our marriage" in the sex department Tera took full license and proceeded to look on. It appeared he was reading a Femdom story and she couldn't help but wonder how she could not be aware of her own husband's interest in the subject. Tera didn't recognize the writer and after reading just a few quick lines she used the page back arrow hoping to get a glimpse or two of other theme's that were arousing to her loving husband. She could not have ever prepared herself for what came up on the screen next as she could feel her breath catch and her face turn flush. She stared for what felt like an eternity although realistically it was just a few seconds at Chapter Two of a story that she was more than familiar with in full detail. Jim had been reading The Therapist. As Tera let this thought settle, she knew it was highly unlikely Jim could decipher that she had written the story because of the pen name that was used yet that did nothing to diminish this stunning discovery. Shock, however, followed closely by just the slightest, tiniest, of lustful smiles.
It happened in an instant and she knew it...Tera was sexually excited. Could it be her very own fantasies of domination and control were parallel to her husbands? Did he secretly wish to be controlled and dominated? Even humiliated? Tera shivered ever so slightly before gathering herself and resetting the browser to the original position. Regaining her composure was hopeless so she grabbed her bag and headed out with her thoughts and feelings literally racing through her mind and body yet secure in knowing she wouldn't have to face Jim until later in the day.
Throughout her workout Tera found that her thoughts continually returned to the event earlier in the day. She kept picturing the computer screen content and the ramifications that surely would make themselves apparent in time. After Tera's workout she was scheduled to meet her friend Alexa, who ironically was a therapist in real life, for coffee at a coffee shop near Central Park. Tera debated the merits of sharing her morning realization with Alexa as she always steadfastly protected the privacy of the intimacy of her relationship with Jim versus her confusion on what, if anything, she would do with this new information. Tera confessed to herself that the idea of injecting a new dynamic into her life with her husband was beyond merely interesting. The more she pondered this opportunity the more obsessive it became. Curiously, she realized she was, again like in her husbands den, sexually excited. Tera cut short her workout and took a long warm shower and pondered her meeting with Alexa in less than 45 minutes. If she shared her thoughts with anyone it would be Alexa who was her best and most interesting of friends. And, let's face it she thought, who could be better at unraveling the implications of this situation than a trained therapist?
Upon entering the coffee shop Tera and Alexa embraced as was their custom and Tera directed them to a semi private table in the back. After a few "what's new with you" exchanges and the women were brought up to date with each others activities, Tera was close to making a decision. She thought, I trust Alexa completely and value her opinion so why not ask her advice? I know I can trust her to keep it between us so I have little to lose and perhaps quite a bit to gain. I know I've always admired Alexa's independence and character strength so I think she'll relate to the situation. Beyond Alexa's sharp and intelligent mind Tera always thought that here was a woman who understood sexuality and erotica at a very advanced level. Finally, Tera made the decision to confide in Alexa.
As Tera related the events of the morning Alexa listened intently without interruption. She watched the expressions on her friends face as she spoke and correctly deciphered the high levels of excitement and passion that lay behind what Tera thought was a somewhat neutral description of what happened. Of course, Alexa could see right through Tera's "objectivity" and knew her friend was beside herself with passion and desire.
When Tera finished she looked at her friend to offer some perspective. Alexa continued to stare at Tera and broke into a smile that seemed to confirm that two good friends just shared a very intimate moment. Tera, almost embarrassed at her friend's silence, could only utter, "What? C'mon...tell me what you think!"
Alexa looked across the table and after a second asked the question, "Are you excited right now?"
