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Clare and I have been together for six years, married for the past two. To everyone else, we are the perfect couple. Most people's questions are about when we might have our first child, or what are plans for our home are.
Relationships are never perfect, and ours certainly isn't. From silly little habits to Clare's wish to have a pet. The two big things we do agree on though, are that neither of us want kids, and we love each other. Due to the latter, we agreed that having some counselling sessions might solve our issues. Although neither of us knew any couples to have therapy, we both have friends who have had one to ones for various reasons, all of whom have admitted it helped them.
We spent a while googling different people and eventually picked a woman who had very good reviews, accepting her above average rate as a good sign. So here we are, waiting together on a sofa that has clearly priorities looking fancy over been comfortable. We've been waiting for almost twenty minutes in complete silence, Clare on her phone whilst I watch the clock slowly ticking down the seconds until our session is due to start.
"Good afternoon, Clare, Joey." A tall, quiet beautiful woman smiles at the pair of us.
"I guess you must be Miss Irene." Clare says, quickly putting her phone away as we both rise up from the sofa.
Despite standing, we're both still a foot or so shorter than this woman before us.
"You may call me Irene for now." She continues, shaking both of our hands before waving us into the next room.
She motions for us towards the sofa on one wall as she takes the plush chair before it. I smile to myself as I sit, this sofa far more comfortable than the other one. Clare sits on the other side, a bit of space between the two of us. Only as Irene takes her seat, do I realise the consequence of the soft seating. Once again, we are a foot shorter than this woman before us. Her long legs steal my attention as she slowly crosses one over the other. I realise what I am doing and am glad to see her attention is on opening her notepad on her lap so didn't notice my gaze. Giving a sidewards glance at Clare, I catch her still ogling the woman's long legs.
One thing she had admitted early on in our relationship was that she is bi but had always felt a bit of a fake, having never been brave enough to do any more than kiss another woman. And even that had only been as a dare. We had both mentioned having a threesome with a woman at one point or another when drunk. When sober though, we both agreed that we are a couple, and that should be enough. I'm straight and whilst I am happy with my body, I am not confident enough to even consider her having sex with another guy so I don't feel right pushing for us to have sex with a woman. Even if it would be together.
Irene leads the conversation for a while, mostly talking about our day to day lives and what our usual interactions are like. I join in, but really my mind is on if Clare finds this woman attractive. I've never really had a preference on height when it comes to who I think looks sexy or beautiful. Being short though, I have only every gone after women of similar height as I like that I can kiss them without having to get them to stoop down. This is part of why I first fell for Clare. She is sexy and two inches shorter than me. Which means I can kiss her whenever, even if she wears heals.
"I would like to try a new technique I have been developing on you two. I believe it suits what you two need perfectly. It is slightly unusual though, so please just tell me if you would like to continue with a more traditional approach?" Irene asks us.
"I'm happy to give it a go, if you think it would help us." Clare quickly agrees.
"Me too." I smile, silently wishing she had actually explained what this new method is before making us agree to do it.
"Clare, please take this headset. Once you put it on, it will run you through some breathing exercises and then some mantras to help you though different scenarios. This will allow me to have a private conversation with Joey whilst you also gain. After fifteen minutes, you two will then swap. This will hopefully allow us to compress what is usually the first four sessions into this one so we can focus on helping you two work together sooner." She explains to us, handing Clare a set of over ear headphones that look obscenely large on her small head.
Clare gives me a little smile before popping the headphones on.
"It's best if we work together, and leave her to focus on herself for the next few minutes." Irene tells me gently, getting me to turn away from my wife who has already turned back to face forward and closed her eyes.
"Where would you like to start?" I ask Irene.
"Well, we've already confirmed that you two are here because you want to resolve your issues. Meaning you two want to put the effort into making your relationship work. So, let's start with what it is you love about your wife."
"She's smart, kind and has a dark sense of humour like mine." I admit.
She spends the next fifteen minutes asking me what I love and dislike about Clare. As well as the weird yet wonderful quirks I've discovered she has that only someone who has spent years living in close quarters with someone would ever know. The time has quickly flown by when Irene states time is up and taps Clare on the knee.
To tap Clare's knee, Irene has had to lean forward, her loose blouse drooping and giving me a brief view of her large, hanging breasts.
"Clare, please hand the headphones to Joey." Irene asks my slightly zoned out wife.
"Yes Miss." Clare nods, handing them to me.
I notice Clare's head immediately returns to Irene after handing me the headphones. She's still so zoned out that she hasn't noticed the drool on her chin or the little dark patch on her purple dress.
"May I go to the toilet Miss." Clare asks.
"Put the headset on Joey and just focus on what it tells you." Irene tells me before I can point out the drool to Clare, not paying attention to Clare.
Irene nods encouragingly at me and I put the headphones on.
"Close your eyes, sit back, rest your hands gently on your thighs and relax. Work your way up through your body, any tense muscles, let them relax." Irene's voice almost sounds like it is inside of my own head.
"You are here because you want to make someone special to you happy. On each breath in through your nose, I want you to think of their scent. On each breath out through your mouth, imagine their lips on yours. Thats it, just breathe and think of them. In. And out. That's good. Keep your mouth open, use your tongue to control your breath. In. And out. Well done.
"Now picture them, dressed as they are right now. Their standing before you. Take one big, slow breath in. Hold it, savour that smell. That's really good. And breathe out. Pick an item of their clothing and let it disappear. And deep breath in. Let another item disappear. And breath out. Another. In. Another. Out. Let's keep going until they're before you in all their beauty. In. Another. Out. In. Out. Really good, keep breathing slowly and deeply for me, savour their musk.
"Being together makes me happy. Working together makes me happy. Playing together makes me happy. Being kind makes me happy. Bringing joy to others makes me happy. Being together makes me happy... Bringing joy to others makes me happy. Repeat these with me in your mind." Her voice permeates my mind.
I start feeling slightly nervous as I feel my cock grow hard at the image of Clare naked before me, her smell in my lungs. I start to follow Irene's words though. Their simple truths block any other thoughts from my mind and I feel my whole body relax even further into the soft cushions.
"Being together makes me happy. Working together makes me happy. Playing together makes me happy. Being kind makes me happy. Bringing joy to others makes me happy." I continue to repeat in my head, still breathing Clare's musk in with each breath.
There is a tap on my knee. I open my eyes and am greeted by Irene's fierce green ones staring back at me. Only as we gaze at each other do I realise there is nothing playing in my headphones. I hadn't ever noticed them go silent. Had I just been repeating the mantras on my own. I assume fifteen minutes have past but even that I am unsure of now. After a minute, I notice she is holding her hand out.
"Thank you, Joey, how are you feeling?" Irene smiles, taking the headphones and putting them out of sight.
