Of course it had to be the hot one…

I took a seat next to my wife as he smiled at us.

“What can I do to help today?” He asked, his smile white and perfect. He stood at 6ft 2, muscular frame and tanned skin. He had to be mid- late 20s, clearly intelligent and a charm that could get you to sell your grandmother to him.

“Well…” began my wife as I swallowed nervously. “I would like to look at my options for birth control.”

She was beautiful, 34, brown hair with an athletic figure. She sported large breasts and an ass that should have been illegal.

We discussed the various options and timeliness and effectiveness and settled on an ideal option. As be began typing away at his computer, he paused for a moment, shooting me a glance.

“Is everything okay, doctor?” She asked sweetly.

“Ummm, yes… well… hmmm” he glanced at me. “Are you sure this is correct?”

“Of course” came out reply in unison.

“Because our records show that we ahhh…” he shifted, uncomfortably, unsure. He knew. Fuck.

“Our records show that we referred Mr H for a vasectomy that was completed successfully last year. So why would you need to be on birth control?”

I stared at the floor, but she didn’t miss a beat. That doctor/ patient confidently clearly letting her be open.

“That’s because I want to fuck other men” she said with a smile.

He didn’t look shocked, but a small smirk filled the corner of his mouth.

“Oh…” he said, pausing for a moment. “Okay then. Well in that case we should table that maybe the use of condoms is one of the better options given that….”

“No.” She cut him off, firmly but respectfully. Her voice got softer and she placed her hand on my knee. “You see my husband here wants to try being a cuck. So it’s very important that whoever I fuck finishes inside me. So he can eat me out afterwards. Isn’t that right dear?”

I swallowed again.

“Isn’t that right dear?” She pressed a little harder. I didn’t look up, just nodding, shame burning my cheeks.

“I see..” he said, before going on to explain options and be professional though the entire process, scribbling some notes and typing at his computer.

As the appointment closed, Mrs H stood and shook his hand, adjusting her blue summer dress. As she left, he offered me his hand as well and i shook it. It was a firm shake, with intent from his side.

As I paid for the appointment, she headed out to the car, and as I headed to the drivers seat I could see her leaning forwards and moving around.

I opened the door and as we headed out of the carpark I asked her if she wanted to go fill the script straight away.

“Go home first” she instructed. “I need you to eat me out”

She shifted in her seat and I was glad to be in my cock cage, my manhood straining against it as it had most of the appointment.

“I want to show you something…” she said, revealing her black, lacy panties. “Look at how wet they are, just from talking about it. Imagine how exciting it’s going to be when I find someone who will fill me….”

“I have something to show you too..” I said, neveously.

“What is it?” She asked.

I reached into my pocket and handed her a note.

“The good doctor gave me this as we left…. It’s his number”

“Oh gosh…” she blushed.

Oh gosh, indeed.