Ruth's Therapy - S01 E73

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Ruth's Therapy - S01 E73

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 73

Her difficulty was due to the fact that Jim's fingers had reached past the top of her stockings and now were stroking the bare flesh of her upper thigh. Again, she was a little shocked. But there was something exciting about being felt up in a posh restaurant. Not to mention the thrill of this stranger being so casual as he took advantage of her.

Jim signalled the waiter for more wine. And he refused the dessert menu. With a grin, he told Ruth they'd have something to eat upstairs. But she was frozen momentarily. Ash was guiding her hand underneath the table, slowly placing it over his crotch. Ruth's instinct was to try pulling away but he had anticipated that - gripping her wrist tight. The men were taking charge and Ruth, somewhat relieved by that thought, allowed her hand to relax. Ash took the opportunity to press her hand down. Ruth noted the pleasing size of his bulge.

"This is your first time?" asked Ash softly.

He was not put-off by the chance to fuck a woman of Ruth's age. But this one's nerves were obvious. And she could only nod, mute with fear and excitement.

"Finish your wine," he told her softly. "We won't hurt you. Just do as you're told."

Ruth could not ignore hearing those magic words -- the words that Doctor Robyn had used at the start of her therapy. It seemed strange to hear them from the mouth of a stranger. But she assumed it must be a normal part of the routine these men used. Surely they did this often, being older and doing so much business together? And now she, a once conservative wife and mother, was to be their whore for the evening. It was terrible and sinful and Ruth could not help letting her hand linger over Ash's bulge, judging his size.

It was easier when they got into the elevator. It was only the three of them and Ruth could relax and as the men took what they wanted. Jim ran his hand up the back of her skirt, moaning with approval as he squeezed her bum. Ruth was glad that he found her body appealing. Older men were more discerning, after all, and she gave a silent thanks for her efforts to stay in shape. Ash was happy to display his lust, too, popping a button on her dress so as to thrust a hand between her double-Ds

"Great body," breathed Ash, gently stroking her generous cleavage. "Kept herself in great shape for her age."

"I like the married ones," said Jim. "Even better when we don't have to pay for them."

Their hands were experienced and skilled as they groped her on the ride up. Ruth knew it was shameful to be whored-out by Ms Sanders, sent to these men to help close a business deal. Bur all she had to do was... whatever they told her.

"Great tits. Hot bitch," moaned Ash as he explored further.

This was Ruth's last chance to call the whole thing off. But there would be no escape. It was perfectly delicious to be under the control of these strangers. Unlike her sweet husband, these men were turned on by a submissive woman. And it was thrilling to be led down the hall to the high-class suite. Anyone who happened along would see her disheveled and with her breasts half exposed.

The door was barely closed before Ash planted a strong, passionate kiss on the mouth of the married woman. Ruth happily returned the move. She was there to obey, to please them. She could feel their lust as Ash held her tight so that his friend could undo her dress. In a flash, she was left with nothing but her expensive suspenders and stockings.

"Thank you, Virginia," Jim groaned.

Ruth was no more than a sexual plaything for these men. She should have been afraid but the once conservative, high-class woman found it easy to submit. It was thrilling to have two strangers stroking and fondling her naked flesh. Ruth could still be surprised that such men found her body so appealing.

"Oh baby, I am gonna enjoy you," growled the heavy-set Ash.

Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around the men as they hefted and sucked her breasts. Her skin was so pale against their tans. Both men admired her full, pert shape. Of course, her small nipples were hard and it was Ash who started to really suck - and bite -- her teats when room service arrived with the champagne. He withdrew only long enough to tear off his own clothes. Jim took the opportunity to pour some of the cold liquid over Ruth's big, heaving tits before sucking them clean. And she moaned in response, content to show her gratitude.

The wedding ring on Jim's finger was a reminder to Ruth that she, too, was an adulterer. But illicit sex provided a thrill that her loving husband could never match. And her role was to be obedient and submissive for these men, to focus on the sexual pleasure of strangers.

Ash slapped her bottom and then two pairs of hands were pressing on her shoulders. Ruth did not need to be told to pleasure their cocks. The fact that both men were already hard made it irresistible for the sweet wife and mother. But it felt all the better to be forced to her knees.

The bigger man had a cock to match -- hard and thick, not too long. And Ash was not patient, yanking her hair as he quickly shoved his length into her mouth. She could not help her tiny moan as her mouth stretched wide. Nor as he thrust hard, obviously eager for his reward from the new business deal. For Ruth, the discomfort was nothing compared to the excitement of a new, rampant penis. She knew her cunt was stirring as Ash held her head firmly so as to thrust deep, his balls swinging under her chin.

Jim was more average-sized -- but Ruth was impressed by his manhood simply because it was hard, erect and throbbing for the touch of her lips. Therapy had helped her embrace the role of giving oral service to strangers. And it was very satisfying to be allowed to pleasure Jim without his hands guiding her, letting her mouth savour him and gently flicking her tongue over his swollen veins.

"Fuck... this is a good one," groaned Jim in appreciation.

"Virginia knew we wanted a good cocksucker," replied Ash as he took another turn.