There was silence in the vehicle as it sped to the office of the 'marriage counsellor'. The office was situated in a wing of the church the woman passenger attended. She sat without any expression while her husband drove but the expression on his face was one of almost hate. For years he had done his best to keep the marriage going, but finally he had said 'enough is enough'. This church he had also attended till he walked out a couple of week previously, prided itself on the fact that there were no divorced couples in its mist and on hearing of the break-up of two of its own, organized this meeting with the belief that they could patch the matter up and keep its divorce free environment. However, they didn't realise the hate that had built up or did they know that he had kept a diary of all the rebukes he had received, especially in the sexual line or did they realise how determined he was to end this 'once tolerated but loveless marriage'.

To give the counsellor his due, he was welcoming both in physical action and in the presentation of a morning tea. He was all smiles as he said. "I'm sure we can work through your difficulties and restore what was once a loving relationship". He was shocked when the husband said 'Grap' and threw the folder onto the table. For seconds he fumed and then fired his broadside, backed by his day to day diary of not just a year or so but one of over two decades of what he called 'toleration and responsible on his part' but matched with the word 'contempt' as he referred to his wife.

"I did all I could", he snapped. "There wasn't a request that this bitch made that I didn't adhere to, all I wanted in return was a bit of affection. You know she wouldn't even let me touch her on the tit, every time I approached her I was pushed aside, she even locked me out of the bathroom and a couple of times when I wanted a piss, as the toilet was in the bathroom I had to go out the back and do the works behind my workroom. I would come home and find the laundry sitting in the basket because she refused to put it out. What would she be doing sitting on her backside reading or yapping to one of her cronies on the phone. The washing had been sitting in the basket in some cases for hours for items were nearly dry". He paused, his wife was about to comment when her exploded. He seized her blouse and ripped it and then yanked her bra up so that her two very large and attractive tits fell free. Then to the astonishment of the counsellor he dropped his trousers and pushed his cock into his wife's face, forcing it against her lips while gripping a nipple and snapped. "Suck it you cunt or I rip your fucking nipple off. Suck my cock like other wives do for their husbands and do it for the pleasure it gives". She struggled but eventually to the amazement of the counsellor her mouth opened and her husband dragged her head into his groin as his cock disappeared. He held her with such force that she struggled to breath, but despite her antics held her till he gave the thrust that emptied his balls and only then did he release her. She gasped, cum and saliva poured from her mouth, dripping over her naked tits. Her husband picked up the folder. "You now know why I have no intention of rekindling this marriage, she is all yours and you need not think up ways to try and convince me otherwise. It is finished". With that he stormed out.

The woman sat, her face staring at the floor, the essence of her husband's balls still dripping from her mouth, she made no attempt to cover herself. The counsellor had heard of 'cock sucking' but he had never witnessed it in reality but what had happened stirred him sexually, he had a hard on and he wanted what the husband had just had, for he had never been totally sucked off and the thought of such a thing happening gave him goose pimples. He knew his action would be condemned and maybe his certificate as a counsellor would be revoked but that thought paled when he thought of sticking his cock in this woman mouth and have her sucking till he blew his balls. He got up, stood in front of her, dropped his trousers, pushed his erection into her face and gasped. 'Suck it'.

Her moral code completely shattered, she lifted her face and as the counsellor pulled her head forward, her mouth opened and as his cock disappeared he gave a shudder and a gasp of delight, for, whether an automatic reaction or one of a released hidden desire he didn't know or care, but she began to suck and fuck it felt good. In those seconds he wondered if he could push the situation one step further to actually fuck her, after all she wasn't unattractive. He stopped her, lifted her up, pushed her over the edge of the desk, ripped her panties down and drove his lubricated cock up her cunt, a cunt that hadn't accommodated the cock of a man in decades. She gasped and made an attempt to get up but like her husband he was having none of that, he roughly pushed her down against the top of the desk, crushing her tits against the hard wood and he pumped, driving his cock up what could be labelled a virgin cunt and fucked till he blew his balls. With nothing more to lose, he pushed her out of his office but kept her panties as a souvenir. What she did was up to her but what she did, lodge a complaint the fall out would be disastrous, but he hadn't fucked what could almost be called a virgin for a long, long time and fuck what problems she now bought, well it was worth it; she was a fuck he would remember.