Vicy

We had been married seven years and I was now the VP in charge of our European operations. This meant I was in Europe twelve days a month. Vicky's therapist Jessie moved out of state and was referred to another female therapist her name I was told was Aviva Goldman.

This woman specialized working with former sex workers that had been forced into doing it. Vicky liked her right off and soon I felt Vicky was getting to understand what it was that she was looking for. Just under a year working with Aviva, she asked to see both of us.

It was a Friday late afternoon and we were there a few minutes when she asked us to go in to her office. It was not like any office I had ever been in before. The lighting was soft there wasn't a desk or any type of typical office furniture. A hint of some kind of soft music was playing in the back ground. I smelled Jasmine and something else, I felt very relaxed and comfortable being there.

I was introduced to her and she told me: "I have been helping Vicky to figure out what it is she feels she is missing and I think she and I have figured it out."

Vicky then said: "I am going to wait in the other room while Aviva explains what we figured out and how I feel I need to do so, it will work, I hope for both of us."

With that Vicky got up and left the room.

Aviva said: "Would you like a moment to let Vicky's statement sink in."

I thought it odd that she asked me that and then it hit me, this solution was going to be something radical. Now I was worried what Vicky is contemplating doing. The one thing I knew there was no way I would want to loss Vicky so; I was ready to accept almost anything I was about to be told.

Aviva started by saying: "Vicky told me you are aware of her entire history as a sex worker. That the two of you are in a group that have sex within the group. So, am I correct in that you are ok with her being pleasured by and pleasuring other people. That this holds true for yourself as well?"

I told her: "Yes, we belong to a group of twelve people that only have sex within the group."

Aviva then asked me: "Are you aware that Vicky has not enjoyed the group since the second month you both joined it?"

I was shocked to hear that, I knew of late she wasn't as enthusiastic about participating, I asked: "Do you know why she never told me about that. I was mostly going for her to enjoy the variety."

Avva said: "She didn't want to disappoint you; she found the group and you agreed to join for her. She felt by telling you she didn't want to continue you would feel the need to find something else to help her find what she was graving."

I said: "Vicky told me she feels she found what it is she has been looking for. Did you help her find what that is?"

Aviva said: "Yes and No, I helped her figure out the what, she found what she hopes is the solution. I must tell you it is radical and if you are not ok with it, tell her now. If you go along thinking you will learn to be ok with it. You will lose her and it will end badly.

When she went from doing strip shows and whoring at stag parties. The dynamic changed the exhibition became a sex show and the whoring became with a much higher paying client. Vicky went from a cheap stripper whore into a very high-priced prostitute. Her cut went from twenty to fifty up to five hundred to as much as two thousand.

The sex was better. The money was way better, and the people were the ultra-rich and many times famous. What she has been craving is not any one of those things, it is all three together she graves. We figured that out two weeks ago and since then she has been looking for a situation that would allow her to do it again and not interfere with your marriage."

She gave me a minute to digest all that. As she went to continue, I held up be hand and asked her: "How the fuck is she going to do that. Pardon me French?"

Aviva said: "I don't mind the language; I use it in my personal life all the time. I was getting to what Vicky has found out about a resort in a county in Navada where prostitution is legal. When you travel out of the country each month and you are gone, she wants to go to this resort to be one of the whores for ten days. That allows a day before and a day after for travel, that way she is only gone while you are out of the country. Now I will explain about this resort that Vicky feels will give her what she has been graving."

Vicky therapist has just given me a lot to think about.

Aviva continued saying: "You must keep in mind once you tell her if, you tell her you're OK with her going. If you feel you might change your mind when you're back together again, you must tell her that you reserved the right to change your mind when she is back if you. Don't tell her that after, if she comes back thrilled and you're dead against it. I must warn you, there's a good chance she will take the next flight back and your marriage will end."

I said to her: "I hope you don't expect me to make a decision on this now."

Aviva said: "No, I realize you need a few days to think about this. When do you leave for Europe again?"

I told her: "I leave for Germany in 11 days."

Aviva then said: "I would like to see both of you next Thursday, what time would work best for you?"

I told: "I will leave work at one and tell my personal assistant I will not be back the rest of the day."

Aviva then told me: "I'm going to call Victoria back in to join us. I am only going to tell her; I have explained to you what she with my help as found to be what she is graving. Also, what she found to be what she feels is a solution, at the resort in Nevada. I will ask her to give you a day or two to sort your feelings about this and let you be the one to initiate the conversation about it when you are ready."

I nodded my head in agreement and she pressed the button on her intercom and told her assistant to send Vicky in.

Vicky came and sat beside me and reach for my hand I put my other hand on top of her and just nodded in my head to her.

Aviva told her: "I have told your husband about what we feel is what you are graving sexually. He also knows about what you feel is a solution that you came up with. I want to see you both again next Thursday at 1:30, you need to give him time at least a few days to wrap his head around what you're asking. It's important that you wait for him, once he is ready to initiate the conversation with you about this. What you want to do is radical, it is not something I would've recommended but since you have research this, and it's something you are introducing. Given the fact as I see them and the decision is something you both need to make together."

I stood up as did Vicky and I said to Aviva: "Thank you for helping my wife try to figure out what it is, she feels she's craving and missing out on. We will see you Thursday so, we can let you know where we stand. As we may need additional guidance from you."

We then left the therapist's office which had only been a short walk from my office. Vicky had gotten there by Uber and I considered calling my driver to give us a ride to our place. Instead, I called a Limo service I have used in the past to pick us up and specifically asked for a car with a divider between the driver and passengers.

If we started the conversation on the ride home, I didn't want anybody else hearing it. Vicky was content to just ride with her head on my shoulder and us holding hands. I was glad she was following Aviva's advice about not talking about this till I was ready.

I broke the silence, asking her where she would like to go for supper. Vicky said.: "How about that little Italian place that we used to go to when we started going out near the condo I lived at?"

I immediately picked up on her referring to the condo. It's now in her name and she leases out. She didn't just live there, she whored there servicing clients. I tapped on the glass and gave the driver the address of our new destination 15 minutes later the car stopped in front and we got out.

Other than ordering her food and telling the waiter she only wanted water to drink and we would have coffee after the meal, neither of us spoke. Throughout the meal, I was trying to wrap my head around her spending 10 days a month as a prostitute in Nevada at that resort. To me it was just a fancy whore house.

The whole time we were in the restaurant Vicky seemed very nervous and only picked at her food. I hardly ate much of my meal as well. We ended up skipping coffee and the waiter packed up leftovers for us.

When we got home, I went to take a shower. I expected Vicky to come in, which was our normal routine, but she didn't and I found it hard to read her. The hot water felt good and I stayed under the shower much longer than I usually would've. When I got out and I walked into the bedroom. I realize Vicky had used the bathroom between the two guestrooms. She had washed her hair and it was wrapped on the towel. She had second towel around her waist, but her breasts were exposed.

I loved her so much; we had an open relationship more for her than for me. I realize her capacity to enjoy sex and participate in it was much greater than my own. To my knowledge, other than the people in our little group she hasn't had sex with anybody outside of it and we all test regularly. The group has its own little private website that we share our results and decide for get togethers.

What she is proposing was different, this is going almost clear across the country. Then have sex with a lot more people than the other ten in our group. She doesn't know who these people she will be doing it with other than they are paying an exorbitant amount of money to have sex with her.

Then it dawned on me, the people in the group were people outside our marriage that I was ok with her having sex with. This is pretty much the same other than the money and the fact I am not being offered the same opportunity for sex with other women. I also realized it was a combination of things rich and powerful people outrageous amounts of money she would get for the sex she would be enjoying.

I was afraid if I said no, our marriage would not survive, also once she went there if I said it was conditional to see how well I could accept it. Once she did it the first time there was no way I could tell her after, I couldn't tolerate it and that frightened me. I came to realize if I said no, she could always go and do it and if it was what she felt she needed. She might just stay and then what do I do about that. I needed to come up with a plan that I felt she would accept.

It was Sonday and our appointment with Aviva was Thursday, we barely spoke, since we had come from Aviva's office that last time. It was bedtime Sunday night when I told her: "I have concerns that you need to help me put aside. Tell me more about this resort how big is it? What else goes on there? Are these people tested? Is it all safe sex help me understand why you chose this place? How did you find it?"

Vicky took a deep breath and said: "I found it online quite by accident, it has 60 suites as they call them basically, they're like studio apartments. Fifty are for the guests and the other ten are for the whores. There is a separate building to house the staff. The clients stay for fourteen days. The first day they are tested and set up their account for payments at the building next door. It is separate from the resort with different owners. The whores also set up accounts to receive our payments and pay our room charges to the resort.

We are not employees of the resort, we just rent a suite like the guests. On the other side of the resort is another building that is an office for the broker as she likes to be called. All sexual arrangements are made through her and all test results are sent to her. My tests will be done here as the owner of the two buildings on either side of the resort also own a nation-wide network of testing labs. All the whores are tested at a lab near where they live. I should tell you all the whores are married; it is one of the requirements to work there as a whore. A far as the resort is concerned what takes place in the suites is between consenting adults. All sex is without condoms unless the client wants to use one.

Other activities include tennis, golf, and there are two swimming pools and bathing suits are optional. Whore are encouraged to be nude at the pools. A whore sees five clients a day and by the end of her ten days she will have had sex with everyone of the guests at the resort. After dinner if one of the five a whore sees that day wants to spend the overnight with her. He makes a request and if two guest want her they need to bid for her. Or they can agree to share her if she also agrees."

I asked her: "How much are the fees for your services?"

Vicky smiled and said: "From five hundred to two grand for one hour. If a client wants more time, he may have to wait till the whore has seen all her clients for the day. Overnights start at ten grand and with two men the minimum is twelve grand for each."

I asked: "What about taxes and don't you need to get something from the sheriff to work as a whore there?"

Vicky told me: "Please don't get mad, but the last time you were away. I flew out there to check out the place and liked what I learned, so I went and got my card to be a legal whore there."

I asked her: "Was that before or after you and Aviva figured out what you needed sexually?"

Vicky said: "Before and I also did a test shoot to make porn. In case that would give me the thrill I am looking for."

I asked her: "This test shoot did you sign a release, am I going to have guys I know come up to me and say they seen you online being fucked and sucking cock?"

Vicky smiled and said: "That sounds so naughty, but no I didn't sign a release. They have called me several times hoping I will and have offered me several thousand dollars a shoot to go back."

I then asked her: "What about taxes and what will you put on a tax return as your occupation?"

Vicky told me: "Taxes are taken out from my earnings, then my earnings are credited to my account less the brokers fee of ten percent and my room fee is deducted. As far as occupation goes, it was suggested to use 'Adult Entertainer', that covers a lot of things."

I then told her: "This is what I feel will work for me, you do this for six months. All the money you make after taxes and the other expenses. You put in an account in my name with you as beneficiary. At the end of six months if I can't except this going forward you quit and the money gets transferred into your name. If you decide you will not quit, I keep the money as compensation for losing you. Now if we are both ok with the arrangement of you being a whore ten days a month the money is yours and life goes on."

Vicky asked me: "Are you looking for me to answer that now?"

I told: "No, I needed time when I learned of what you wanted to do to be able to answer you so, I realize you need time before you answer me."

We went to sleep in the morning, she stayed in bed while I got ready for work. When I got home that night she wasn't there, I panicked and went to the bedroom to check the closet and drawers and everything was there. I realize she hadn't leftand was relieved.

It was 10 o'clock when she came home. I asked her: "Are you OK?"

She said: "I needed to go out and went to the gym. After Carol and I went to eat, and then we went to her place, I needed somebody to talk to and help me decide what I should do."

I then asked her: "Did you make a decision about what I said last night."

Vicky told me: "Carol helped me a lot, I know I don't want to lose you. But on the other hand. I realize I truly crave what I want to do. Your proposal is reasonable, I feel even if I agree at the end of six months to stop. At some point going forward, I would want to do it again. Would you consider if I stop after six months and feel the need to satisfy my craving. Would you be all right if I went back to resort two or three times a year?"

I told her: "The one thing I don't want is to lose you. I'm going to need time to think about that one."

Vicky told me: "I am not renewing my tenants lease at the condo., it ends at the end of the month. That's one of the things Carol and I talked about, she and the two other married woman Mish was blackmailing. Are looking for a place to use to turn tricks, the three of them missed the life and the money. Carol said the other two husbands were OK with them being whores again, it kind of turns them on. That guys will pay that kind of money to have sex with their wife."

I asked her: "Are you thinking about maybe doing it with them?"

Vicky said: "If I didn't know about the resort in Nevada, I might be tempted. Where I am going, it is five days a two-day break then five more till the next month. With Carol and the other two they're talking about being full-time prostitutes. Right now, I feel that's more than I want to be involved in. Also, I will make more in those 10 days than the three of them combine will make in a month."

I said to her: "In six months if you end up quitting then later you feel like you need to scratch that itch, you could consider doing it with them occasionally. What do you think about that?"

Vicky said: "No, after the money and the type of people I would be servicing at the resort tricking with them occasionally just wouldn't be the same."

I told her; "It looks like you need to book a flight to Vegas and arrange transportation to the resort. In six months, we both have decisions to make, I just hope we're on the same page."

Thursday, we met with Aviva and told her we had come to a decision. We told her about our six-month plan.

Aviva told us: "You are only delaying the hard decisions that you both need to make. I think you both might consider when you're both back, living apart for the six months. No contact and then evaluate how you feel and what is most important for each of you going forward."

We both thanked her and told her we would let her know what we decide. We left the office and went straight home. We still had a couple of days before we were leaving.

Vicky decided she would tell Carol the condo wouldn't be available for six months if it all. That she should look for other arrangements.

Vicky packed all her things and we had a moving service take her belongings and anything else she wanted to have at the condo and they moved her in.

This was the first week of October 2018, I headed to Germany and Vicky headed to Nevada. We both agreed not to contact each other and evaluate the situation at the end of March. When we would both be back.

Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years were the toughest. Spending them alone without her was torture. Each month her flying to Navada and me to Germany. The hardest part was the time we were both here and not communicating with each other. I was looking forward to when both be back and the six months was over. Before we went our separate ways in October, we had agreed the evening after we were both back in March. We would meet at the little Italian restaurant we both like so much.

That wasn't going to happen, March 12, 2019 with me and Germany and her in Nevada, the world shut down. The pandemic would keep us apart and no one knew how long that would be.

The evening, we were supposed to meet at the Italian restaurant I called her phone and learned it had been shut off. I sent her emails and got no reply. I found the number for the resort in Nevada and called there to ask if she was still there and was told she had left. They refused to give me information of when she left only saying she left.

I was stuck in Germany; the company had a two-bedroom condo in a high-rise I was staying in and a one bedroom adjoining with a connecting door.