The Wife's Forbidden Desire : Creating My Own Reverse Harem

The Repeated Sins

I walked hesitantly to Dr. Pierre's office. Ever since our impromptu s*x yesterday, I still felt awkward about seeing him again.

He was a charismatic young man with a handsome face and an athletic build. I was sure he could easily get any woman he wanted with his charming looks, especially his big d**k. No one would want to let go of a handsome man with a big, beautiful d**k like his.

"What am I thinking? The moment I smelled the clinic, I immediately remembered the crazy thing I did yesterday. I must be crazy!" I thought to myself. I was more anxious about another man's p***s than my own husband's. What kind of wife am I?

"Are you having a problem?"

A man asked, standing right behind me. Since I had been daydreaming, his voice really startled me. I immediately turned around, and Dr. Pierre was standing behind me, dressed in a formal shirt and glasses.

Looking at him like this, he seemed like a smart, bookish, and somewhat awkward young man. But who would have thought that underneath he was a naughty man who had the audacity to f**k with a married woman?

"G-good morning, Doctor Pierre?" I greeted him. He walked past me and immediately opened the door to his office.

"Good morning, Nina. Did you just get here?"

"No, maybe 30 minutes ago," I said. At the end of the corridor, I saw Laura walking briskly. Her uniform looked very tight, and she was even wearing a push-up bra that accentuated her breasts.

"Good morning, Doctor Pierre?" Laura greeted him in her characteristically flirtatious and cheerful manner. She even deliberately puffed out her chest to attract attention.

"Good morning, Miss Laura? You seem very energetic today," Pierre said. I was impressed that he acted like a gentleman in front of everyone.

"Of course, being able to work with such a handsome young man like you, Doktor! I should be excited, shouldn't I?" Laura tried to put on her best smile. I wonder if she knows Pierre already has a fiancée?

"Thank you, keep up the good work!"

"Of course!"

"Laura...!" At the end of the hallway, Francesca called out to her with an annoyed look on her face.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there...! Okay, see you later, Doctor Pierre? See you later, Nina?" She said as she got up and hurried over to Francesca, who was waiting for her.

Pierre smiled slightly and then stepped into his office. I followed him inside to give him a progress report on the medical records of his first patient at the clinic, who came yesterday.

"Doctor Andreas asked me to show you Mr. Russel's medical report. He wasn't in the clinic today, so he asked me to pass it on to you," I said, handing him the medical records.

"Thank you, he also sent me a message. Are you close to Doctor Andreas?" He asked an unexpected question as he flipped through the documents in his hand.

"Not really, I-"

"Have you had s*x with him too?"

"Why are you asking questions that have nothing to do with the patient?" I asked, slightly annoyed. But he chuckled at my reaction.

"I'm just curious!"

"I've never done that again! I've only had s*x with my husband since I got married."

"How could you possibly be satisfied with just one man?"

"Of course, because I married the man I love. You too, didn't you say yesterday that you were engaged? So why are you forcing me to do it?"

"It's because I love you, Nina!"

"That's ridiculous!"

"I don't know what's ridiculous about it? I was arranged to marry the daughter of my father's business partner. Her parents own 10 hospital branches in America, and to expand their business empire, they had to play politics."

"So it was an arranged marriage, right?"

"Yes, something like that. But the problem is, he's in love with me, which seems like it'll make things more difficult."

Pierre reached out and hugged me tightly. He forced me to look into his eyes. I knew what he was going to do next, and just as I expected, he planted a kiss on my lips, making my body automatically react to his kiss.

His lips felt so sweet and soft, I hadn't felt such a passionate arousal in a long time. Perhaps his question about how a woman like me could be satisfied with one man for seven years sounded reasonable, considering that in the past, I felt truly satisfied when I had group s*x with more than one man at a time—two, three, even four men. My past self was truly free and wild.

Pierre's hands began to squeeze my buttocks; I was sure he was trying to signal my arousal. Last night, I had s*x with my husband, but for some reason, I didn't enjoy it very much. Guilt, regret, anger, and disappointment plagued my unsettled mind as I worked physically on the bed.

My hands gripped Pierre's shoulders and my feet rose on my toes as I savored our kisses even more. His kisses were so intoxicating, I didn't want to stop.

"We still have time, right?" He whispered in my ear. I wasn't sure if we had much time right now. But should I have s*x with him again?

"But I don't think we should do that again, Doctor Pierre! I—"

"What's wrong, Nina? Are you saying that what happened yesterday was a mistake and shouldn't happen again, is that it?"

"Well, we're both in relationships, so that's why—"

"What's wrong? You really like s*x, don't you? I know you do, Nina! So there's nothing to worry about. Just relax and let your body enjoy it." I felt like I was being hypnotized by his words. I was almost under his influence, and as his hands began to grope my crotch, I knew the defensive wall I'd built was about to crumble for the second time.

"I have repented, Doctor! I have atoned for my sins, that's why I didn't, oh yes..." My sentence stopped when his fingers started to force their way under my panties and crawled towards my p***y.

I unconsciously opened my legs wider when his fingers entered my vaginal hole and rubbed it with gentle movements.

"I can't hold it in anymore, what should I do?" I thought to myself. The harder I tried to hold it in, the stronger the urge came.

"Oh fuck..." I groaned as Pierre's hands moved faster, making me squirt.

My body tensed, and my grip on his shoulders almost slipped. Pierre immediately embraced me and crushed my lips again.

"I can't!"

"You can't?"

"I can't hold it in anymore! f**k me, please!" I begged.

"Of course!"

I crouched in front of him, helping him hastily undo his pants. I could feel his growing erection, and it made me impatient to devour him.

Why was I like this? Why was it so hard for me to refuse him? After all, I'd been with the same man I'd always believed would be my last for seven years. However, there was a strong urge within me that I couldn't resist.

"Oh..." Pierre moaned as I sucked his c**k like a vacuum cleaner. His growing, hardening member in my mouth made my p***y even wetter.

"Come here!" He said, asking me to bend over with my back to him, my legs spread wide, while my hands rested on the wall in front of me.

I began to feel his big c**k enter my p***y and move back and forth at just the right pace. I wanted to moan freely, but I held it in because I didn't want anyone to hear.

"This feels so good!" I thought to myself. The more I felt his hips thrust, the more I enjoyed it.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me again!"

"This is the last time!" I said.

"Are you kidding me? This is just the beginning, Nina!"

"No...! After this, I promise I'll repent. I, ah..." My body trembled again as I felt a powerful orgasm.

"Just enjoy it like you did before, Nina!"

"Oh God, please forgive me!"

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