A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )
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				Title: <strong>A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TaintedAndDelish</strong> on <strong>27-03-2011, 00:44:52</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">A Stranger in Our Bed</span><br>TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia<br><br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">O</span>n the verge of beeping, the alarm on his watch turned over to five fifty nine. Phil sat up and half-mindedly fumbled for the gnat-sized button to disable the alarm before it could ring. The cold, raised wooden platform beneath the palatial bed met his feet almost immediately and within a few minutes he had returned with a two cups of gourmet coffee. Placing one down on a coaster, he placed himself into a nearby upholstered chair and began to read while Isabella laid in bed. He was quite content with his book and her with her pillow.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Estate1/masterbed-1.jpg)</div>Her small feet stuck out from under the edge of the comforter -heels together and each perfectly shaped set of toes pointing off to the sides. It reminded him of the first time he had saw her. She was laying on a lounge chair at the side of a pool at her father's estate. The circumstances were rather unusual, but to her surprise he had introduced himself. As if there was magic in the air they just seemed to hit it off. It was lust at first glance.<br><br>The thought of confronting Isabella seemed promising today, however he wasn't too sure about this therapist friend of hers. Suspecting that she would just side with Isabella he winced slightly as he took his first sip. The idea of having a second partner however, was nothing to sneer at and knowing Isabella it could very well be the first and last opportunity. The decision to participate in this therapy as they called it, was a no-brainer, even if he really was at an argumentative disadvantage.<br><br>Isabella was his first love; he was infatuated with her from day one. The idea of being with a grown woman did something to his ego. It made him that much more fortunate than his high school peers. In a way she was his key to independence and freedom, but there was something much more special about her. Call it chemistry, psychology or whatever, there was something about her that made him feel complete, successful, and at times even high and giddy.<br><br>Isabella's father was the type to just make things happen; always running about with several plans churning at once. His little girl wanted Phil, and he would not let her down. Phil was too young to marry at the time, but apparently not to young to give them good reason to. Like a son, he took Phil under his wing, teaching him to think and act successfully - eventually molding him into a successful business owner. It was no coincidence that he nudge Phil towards running a commercial construction business, as he happened to have a need for an in-law in the business, though he never did disclose this motive to Phil or anyone else.<br><br>Phil was more than eager to marry Isabella as it meant he could spend the rest of his life with the woman whom he so passionately loved. She was perfect in his eyes. Eight years had passed and they were nearing their sixth year married. Although they were still friends, there was something missing. Vanilla icecream was no longer a novelty, and chocolate was not much better. He craved each and every sauce and topping that everyone else seemed to enjoy - in fact, he craved it more than the icecream itself. Isabella on the other hand, appeared to be quite content with plain and traditional. <br><br>He really wondered just how effective this therapist would be. If she could at least get Isabella into few new kinks then perhaps things would just fix themselves on their own. The one thing he dreaded however was the thought that this therapist would be just as plain and traditional. Only time would tell, and only a fool would turn down an opportunity to sleep with two women.<br><br>Taking another sip of his coffee, he continued to flip though his book, apparently not so concerned about Isabella. She could sleep in until noon for all he cared. Sitting around in the comfort of her father's estate with a new spy novel in his hand beat standing on a cold steel girder a quarter mile off the ground any day. He ran his hand through his thick black hair as he looked once more at Isabella, then settled down and became immersed in his book.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2011, 01:35:01</strong>
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				&nbsp;Isabella lay in the bed pretending to be asleep ....feeling the covers tug a little as the man she loved made his way out of bed . Without a single touch to her body and she could feel her heart beating as his absence sunk into the woman's mind . Allowing the emptiness to invade her very soul and it pained her greatly this distance that had taken up hold in their lives and seemed to be spreading. Even in this vacation home it seemed no getting away from the cold hard facts that she was unable to please him the way he deserved . <br><br>Remembering back was difficult for her as the young boy she sought to receive pleasure from had now emerged into a man and those same wild desires still ran through his veins . Yet when their eyes meet even if across a room there was this underlying quiet passion. She loved him more than anything and even if he had sought his pleasures elsewhere least she believed that to be so ...she knew it was her he wanted . Swallowing as she lay cuddled to the pillow watching as the morning light emerged into the room . <br><br>Oh she knew he was reading ...but the hour was too early to stir ..having agreed to bring this woman into their lives to wave some magic wand and fix what was broken in herself . Oh the doubts crept up as what she was about to partake in was crazy , immoral and God forbid a sin she supposed . Yet the woman excited her with the wild curls and the deposition of knowledge , unafraid to show it either ...completely at ease with her sexual nature . The images of laying near the woman , kissing this total stranger brought a stirring between her legs. Some woman had always done that for Isabella , she had never acted upon such things but her visions and lusting was undeniable. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/tat4.jpg)</div><br>It was true she was a couples therapists ...and to escape the whispered rumors they had agreed to bring Tanya Barding to the vacation home thus keeping it all private. Her father was away and Lord knows he had other homes last she heard the man had taken on a band as his project and rumors were he was more than just the financier to a few of them. Strange that her father had managed to somehow escape the caring of what the social elite thought about him and yet Isabella felt trapped by it all . The words of her mother filled her head about being a lady and maybe it was the fact that Isabella knew if she let go of those rules there was no telling what might happen . <br><br>When it got to the point pretending to sleep was no more an option ....she pulled up sitting while gathering the covers around her nakedness . Her eyes falling on Phil as he sat content in the corner reading his latest book as she took him in the man was gorgeous ..the dark curly hair , his unkempt unshaven face but those eyes of his made her heart skip a beat .&nbsp; <strong>" Morning ...Love ..."</strong>&nbsp; her voice spoke out with a softness . He deserved better ....she had managed to corrupt him to her bosom only to fail at continually pleasing him as they both matured . Sure she had helped make him a man of influence and their outer shell seemed perfect to all .&nbsp; <br><br>As he looked up from the book ..Isabella licked her lips and smiled .<strong> " You look so devilish sitting there ..." </strong> biting her lip . Not sure exactly where to go past that ...her mind screaming to invite him back to bed and another part of her afraid it would just become the first discussion used when the therapist arrived .&nbsp; Turning her attention away from him now as she looked out the windows at the beautiful day ...<strong> " The weather seems lovely this morning ...I would of thought you to be by the pool ..."</strong>&nbsp; as the memories flooded back into her mind of their earlier years when they could not seem to keep their hands off each other . She wanted those moments back ...she wanted new ones , Isabella did not want to loose this man . Looking back to him as the helplessness of it all hit her like a ton of bricks . 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>28-03-2011, 12:54:11</strong>
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				"Oh shush, Bella. I'm coming, I'm coming..." Tanya's playful voice filled the little kitchen and she chuckled at the white furball of a cat that rubbed itself against her legs as she walked. The reply was a long and mournful meow and she chuckled again. She'd been up since eight and was feeling good about today. She had a new couple on her calendar today, cute one too. The wife was considerably older and very ladylike, which seemed to be a little barrier between her and the young husband. From the short discussions she'd had over the phone with both of them, she knew they were very much in love with each other, so that would make her work a lot easier. Phil had seemed a little guarded, but that was to be expected since no man liked to think he needed help in the bedroom. Isabella had seemed more shy than guarded, but she was the one who approached Tanya so there would hopefully not be any problems getting her to participate. Over all they seemed like a lovely pair who would benefit from a little liberation. And that was where Tanya came in.<br><br>She hummed a song along with the radio and read the paper while drinking her coffee. She'd made an appointment with the couple at ten to start the process, get a little one-on-one time with each and get a better feeling for what they needed. Those first appointments had very various results. Some couples had a hard time taking that first step and opening up to a stranger about the intimacy of their sexlife, whether they had one or not, while others went on and on about it and reached out almost desperately. However Isabella and Phil would handle this, it was going to be a useful session. Even the most guarded and quiet people gave Tanya some insight into where the problem lay.&nbsp; <br><br>The brunette put on a little summer dress and settled in a chair on the balcony. She leaned back and relaxed, enjoyed the sun on her skin for a while and then picked up the worn out book on the table, flipped to the folded corner and kept reading for a little while. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TaintedAndDelish</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 03:44:30</strong>
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				Phil looked up at Isabella with a quaint smile as he closed his book - keeping his finger inside to hold his place. "Isabella, your'e&nbsp; as beautiful as you were the day I first laid eyes on you.", he said with a seductive grin as he gave her a look that traversed most of her body.&nbsp; He watched her for a while with a hesitant smile, then looked at his book as if trying to deicde between the two. After a moment's pause, he put the book down and approached her slowly, unbuttoning his shirt with each step, staring at her with an intense expression.<br><br>"You know, there's nothing I would like more right now then to tie you to all four corners of the bed and make you jump and squirm until you can't take it any longer.." Holding his shirt in his hands, he stretched it out into a rope and approached her, holding it up between his fists, '"Perhaps a blindfold to keep you wondering what might happen next?&nbsp; A gag too... would you like that?"<br><br>Thinking it might get her excited, he began to speak in a more aggressive tone, his face becoming more serious, almost angered. "How about a little smack too? ", he said quickly,&nbsp; "Not the type a good girl gets from her daddy .. the kind a bad girl gets after getting caught rolling around with the pool boy." He slackened the shirt, then snapped it taught between his fists as he placed his knee onto the side of the bed. "I'll make you do things that will leave you pink in the cheeks and giddy for the remainer of this weekend."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 06:19:30</strong>
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				<br>Isabella stiffened in the bed ...as her husband approached , swallowing as her mouth was already dry . She could feel the beat of her heart as it increased with every step the man took towards her . His words frightened her and her eyes showed it . <br><br>"You know, there's nothing I would like more right now then to tie you to all four corners of the bed and make you jump and squirm until you can't take it any longer.." <br><br>Oh no ...he wasn't going to do that , she wouldn't allow that . Though he began to take his shirt off and twist it ...biting her lip she look up at him . Fully prepared to get out of the bed . As she rolled her tongue over her lips . <br><br>'"Perhaps a blindfold to keep you wondering what might happen next?&nbsp; A gag too... would you like that?"<br><br>Well the blindfold made her catch the very breath .. as she blinked . A gag ...he thought to silence her . My God she wasn't that loud . What was this about always wanting to put something in her mouth anyways . Looking him over as he moved to climb onto the bed . <br><br>"How about a little smack too? ", he said quickly,&nbsp; "Not the type a good girl gets from her daddy .. the kind a bad girl gets after getting caught rolling around with the pool boy." ................"I'll make you do things that will leave you pink in the cheeks and giddy for the remainder of this weekend."<br><br>Now he was bringing up their sin ...as her eyes softened ..<strong>." Your not going to tie me up ....nor gag me with anything . " </strong> smiling ....as she knew he teased her mostly . Isabella smiled ...<strong>" You know I am nervous enough about what this woman might be having us doing . And you kid and tease me with such naughtiness. " </strong>her face reddened and she looked away from him ...maybe she should give something a try though . <strong>" Maybe the blindfold ...that might be fun . " </strong> it was probably showing him something right . She did wish to please him just everything he mention was kind of frightening , mean could she really trust him that much . What fun was tying someone down . <br><br>Isabella just didn't understand some things ....<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>TaintedAndDelish</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 06:39:56</strong>
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				Seeing her cool reaction he quickly lost his enthusiasm. "Dammit, I don't get it!", he thought to himself. He had tried his best to turn her on but failed miserably - rendering him completely ineffective. Seeing her redden he dropped the shirt. He didn't know whether to attempt to console her or to just leave and hope that she would forget about it. He began to reach for her shoulder as if to console her, but then withdrew.<br><br>With an awkward expression he began to stammer as he read the expression on her face. To him, the expression was interpreted more as disapproval than anything else. In his mind it shouted,&nbsp; "You fool, what the hell was that?" He wanted to apologize and run but couldn't seem to choose between the two. 'Issabella, I was just trying to..." he stopped himself, then picked up his shirt and walked out of the room, shaking his head as he pondered the depth of his gaffe.<br><br>Turning the corner be put his shirt on and began to button it up as he briskly walked. On one hand he couldn't wait for this instructor to show up and straighten Isabella out, on the other, he dreaded the possibility that this attempt at being spontaneous and daring would become fodder for a discussion on how not to get your wife in the mood.<br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 15:04:03</strong>
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				At ten o'clock sharp, Tanya arrived at the front door, holding nothing but a small handbag. She rang the doorbell and waited patiently for someone to come. She needed to talk to this couple about a few things before they could get started, evaluate where they were sexually and what she needed to push and what to leash. She also needed to discuss the arrangement. <br><br>Her outfit (http://www.dreamwallpapers.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Mila-Kunis-2.jpg) was simple and not too provocative, a red shirt and black, wide legged shorts with black and red heels. She wore her hair down as usual and stood there now with a quiet smile on her face. She always looked forward to starting with a new couple. She liked it almost as much as when she saw her help was paying off. The stunned look on a husband's face when his wife suddenly found confidence to do something he'd been secretly craving... The wild pleasure of a wife when her husband rocked her world in ways she never dreamed possible... and then the little things. The times where a shy smile makes the other blush and when a tiny touch of a hand lights a fire... All those things were what Tanya loved about her work. She would never trade it for anything. <br><br>Now the question was only, what would she need to do to help Isabella and Phil?
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				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 07:09:50</strong>
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				Isabella was confused as the look on her husbands face seemed to change ...his hand had reached out but then stopped and withdrew. My God did he really want to tie her up ...and the ....swallowing as he seemed to pull away to head out of the room . Her mouth opened to say something ...but what as she closed it . Then closed her own eyes the tears rolled down her cheek ...thinking to herself ..<em>that poor woman that is coming has no idea how screwed up things had become. </em><br><br>The image of him walking away ...the muscles in his body beckoning her to follow, but fear held her there as she could not possibly let him do that . Could she ....why ?&nbsp; she wondered would he want her helpless and unable to move ...was it not the moaning and attempt to get away what turned a man on. Her wiped the tears away as she straightened up some ...this was a mess and being a dutiful wife shouldn't she run after him . Too young he was and her so much older as she swallowed how was she ever going to be able to continue to please him. <br><br>Walking now towards the bathroom instead of the doorway to go after him ...all this over what it was crazy really. Yet her heart felt like it was going to explode for she loved him and his frustration over it all never helped the situation. Was it not enough that she had agreed to have this complete stranger come in and help them , guide them on how to compromise and find that perfect sexual relationship. So inadaquate was the feeling as she bent over the tub and plugged it drawing in the water . The thing was huge , her father was more than extravagant this much was true as the sound of the water filling it gave her some solace. <br><br>Dropping her white satin lingerie to the floor as she stood before the long mirror ....she was still quite beautiful right .Of course her breasts could be firmer and maybe a few pounds could be shed as she ran her hand over her body ..letting her fingers give that touch she so desperately wanted . Closing her eyes imagining them to be her husbands as his body pressed against hers ...tender kisses at her next as he turned her into his arms as they would dance. Soft romantic as she moaned out her fingers playing with her clit so lost in the moment of it all . Though when she stepped back and knocked something off the sink ...she soon realized what she was doing . <br><br><em>My God Isabelle ...you rather pretend and touch yourself than let your own husband</em> .....pushing the thoughts the shame from her mind as she moved to get into the tub. Needing to scrub her body , clean herself ...it all was just not proper ,not ladylike . Trying hard not to think of it anymore as she lowered herself into the hot waters . 
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				Post by: <strong>TaintedAndDelish</strong> on <strong>01-05-2011, 13:59:48</strong>
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				<br>Having angrily fastened the last of his buttons with his novel tucked under his arm, Phil made his way past the living room and into the den where he found a large, brown leather chair under a lamp. Seeing that it would be another three and a half hours before Tanya would show up, he decided to recline and see how much of his book her could get though. The morning was clearly spoiled with little to no chance of things getting better in the next hour or so. <br><br><br>After a page or two of reading , Phil closed the book and put it back down on the end table with a sigh. He closed his eyes and squeezed his temples with his thumb and middle finger, then ran his hand over his head and down the back of his nexk as if trying to wipe away his frustration. He&nbsp; replayed this morning's hqppenings in his mind, searching for an answer but there was nothing to be found. "Could it be that I just suck at this?", he thought as he stared out the window and into the garden outside. <br><br><br>His thoughts returned to Isabella as he recalled the look on her face when we offered to spank her. It seemed like a good idea at the moment, and what was wrong with being a little spontaneous? "Hell, if she came after me like that I would have certainly played along" he thought as he continued to stare through the window - perplexed by her reaction. <br><br><br>His thoughts trailed off into a daydream where he imagined himself sitting on the edge of a bed in a dimly lit room. Hearing footsteps he looked towards a half opened door. He waited in anticipation, then saw long stocking clad leg with a stiletto heel peek just past the door. As the door slowly opened his gaze rose as her thigh and stocking top was reveled. Opening a bit more her figure was revealed and his gaze moved from her skimpy black g-string panties to her abs and breasts which she held in her hands with her fingers on the edges of her nipples as she strolled in with a confident 'I feel nasty, lets play a game" kind of smile. The daydream continued and eventually faded leaving Phil along with his book.<br><br><br>The rest of the morning was spent mostly in solitude reading and taking advantage of the quite, relaxing atmosphere. The time had passed rather quickly for Phil as he was completely absorbed in his novel and oblivious to Issabella's unease. A distant melody of chiming bells broke his immersion as Tanya stood outside, waiting for someone to answer the door. He leaped from his seat and jogged half way to the door, then stopped himself and slowed his pace to a casual stroll. He stopped in front of a large curtain covered window with a side view of the front entrance and peered through. <br><br><br>His eyes slyly traced her figure from top to bottom as he parted the curtain with his finger to get a better look. She was clearly younger that Issa and rather hot to say the least. With a slight grin he began to undress her in his mind; He pictured her stripping seductively right there at the door, slowly removing her top and flipping it over her shoulder as she smiled back at him with an "I know your'e watching me" kind of look. He smirked, then pictured her undoing her shorts part of the way, then shifting her hips seductively, letting the shorts slide off on their own, while looking into his eyes with a curled smile. His smirk broadened into a smile as he imagined her licking her finger slowly, then sliding her middle and index fingers under her diaphanous panties.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>02-05-2011, 01:27:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Estate1/bar.jpg)</div> Isabella (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/tat6.jpg) had changed into a simple black dress and left her hair down laying in curls that covered the small straps of it thus allowing her shoulders free and giving off a nice shot of her cleavage ...the length just above mid thigh would show off her lovely legs . The undergarments consisted of a push up style bra that would make her seem more voluminous and the garter and thigh high nylons with the heels made her indeed feel like a lady. A brief application of make-up as it was late in the afternoon at this point no need for formal evening dress as they were on vacation . The idea of dressing down and being herself really had never occurred to her besides there should be a distinction between who was a guest and who was a servant in the place. <br><br>Making her way to the piano room ...thinking maybe playing a little music would bring her husband out from his new hiding spot that he had moved off to sulk to . God only knows maybe a maid let him tie her up and spank her for all she knew still upset over this morning having ignored her own pulling away to satisfy herself in private . Though just as she sat down at the piano ...the sound of the door chime echoed through the large house . Her heart skipped a beat and a twinge of pure fear vibrated through her body . Swallowing she sat there frozen for awhile ....the servants would get the door ...could be anyone she tried to instill in her mind . <br><br>Glancing up at the clock though she knew it more than likely was the woman that had been invited to aide them in their marriage . The beating of her heart seemed to increase and the ability to breath seemed to be difficult ..shallow breaths ..as she opened her hands and looked down . The seemed sweaty and she brushed them against the fabric of the dress . Slowly she stood up then and paced back and forth awhile talking to herself some . <strong>" Isabelle ...you asked for this ...wanted this ....now she is a beautiful woman ...most likely encountered couples like you all the time. No major ...you just go down the stairs ...put on your public face and be cordial . Mean you no idea what she is going to want or ask for ...surly it will be something gradual a get to know you type meeting . "</strong>&nbsp; then she stopped her pacing and tapped her foot on the floor . <br><br>Now in her mind she was reassuring herself that all was under control ...tilting her head up and squaring her shoulders as she pushed that nonsense like fear out of the mind . Everything would be okay many older women were seduced by a younger man and then maybe finding themselves out of their element . You are paying her to come her and do a service just like the butler the maid ...indeed a business dealing one that you need to learn from . That twinge of fear she knew so well rolled through her again as she closed her eyes stopping at the top of the steps . It seemed her husband had gotten the door maybe ...oh she prayed he found her acceptable . Slowly she willed her feet to move and made her way down the steps ...the bar just round the corner . Perfect ....start off with drinks ....as she motioned to a young girl that was making her way through towards the kitchen . <br><strong><br>" Miranda ...could you see to bringing in some finger food from the kitchen for our guest to enjoy and have someone make up a few martini's or something refreshing ...."&nbsp; </strong>the spoken words were with a bit of authority ...as the girl only nodded and hurried off to do as was asked of her with a yes mam or something . Turning Isabelle thought maybe she should of asked for the drinks first ...as she knew a little alcohol might ease any tension least she wanted one badly right now. <br><br>Moving more into the foyer area as she smiled ...indeed Phil had answered the door and by the look on his face seemed to approve of the woman that was a relief anyways . <strong>" I see our guest has arrived ....Phil darling let the woman inside . " </strong>as she added a soft laugh ...<strong>" I have sent for some finger food and drinks ....Martini's good ? " </strong> she would play the perfect host it was something she did easily . <br><br><br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>TaintedAndDelish</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 21:00:29</strong>
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				Not wanting to look like a pervert, Phil quickly moved from the drapes as he heard Isabella as she approached. He looked around wondering why nobody had answered then door, then walked over to it and answered it himself. Slowly he turned the intricate brass knob and pulled one side open. Having already had good stare at Tanya he easily greeted her without loosing eye contact. "You must be Tanya", he said with a broad smile, "Please, come in."<br><br>He turned in half way and looked at Isabella as she approached. Looking at Isabella he wondered just how good of a job Tanya could do. Could she really fix her up and teach her to respond properly to his every whim or was this going to be a long weekend of man bashing, being lectured by two women about how not have sex, and what not to say. Trusting Isabella's judgement, he took a short breath and tried to relax. "I martini sounds pretty good right about now."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 12:09:32</strong>
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				As Tanya waited to be greeted at the door she noticed a slight movement of the curtains in a window and smirked to herself. When the door opened the smirk changed to a bright smile, though with her usual seductive undertone. "Yes I am," she said and moved in through the door at the man's gesture. "I assume you're Phil," she added and then looked over to see the woman in the room. "And Isabella. Good to meet you both."<br><br>She quickly gave them both a once over and let that first impression sink in. They were obviously very well off, but she'd known that already, and both were handsome and fit. As silly as that may sound, being physically attractive in general helped with these things. It wasn't so much that the partner had an easier time touching or appreciating the other when the shape was more plump or had unfortunate features. It was more a matter of self confidence being more difficult to build. And in this are, self confidence was a vital ingredient.<br><br>"I'd love a drink," she said with a warm smile to Isabella and waited for the couple to take her to where they wanted to have that chat. Out of habit and experience she added, "let's sit down somewhere where both of you feel comfortable and relaxed," and then gestured towards the door. "My things are in the car, if you have someone available to put it in my room." She hesitated a brief moment. "I understand you wished me to stay with you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>25-06-2011, 01:50:37</strong>
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				&nbsp;Isabella (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/tat6.jpg) smiled as she returned down the steps to join her husband and Tanya .&nbsp; <strong>" You look lovely Tanya ....hope all was well with the trip here . "&nbsp; </strong>moving closer to the woman as she offered a warm embrace ...giving a soft kiss to one cheek and then to the other . Taking in the wonderful scent of her perfume before she pulled back away ...rolling her one hand down the woman's arm as if to welcome her more .&nbsp; <br><br>To answer her question ...<strong>." Of course your staying with us for as long as you desire ..."</strong> looking over to her husband then taking in his face to make sure that he had no problem with the woman in a physical matter of speaking . Why he would the woman was young and vibrant ...gorgeous. Some women just held that attraction to Isabelle and the idea of being with Tanya turned her on ..already she had several dreams that made her wake with wet panties. Though she had kept all that to herself mind you for it was so taboo and naughty ..no one should have such desires or thoughts . But yet , as she nibbled on her lip some thinking it all over ..unable to not really . <br><br><strong>"You bags and things will be placed in a guest house ...that is just across from the pool . This way you can have a little privacy . Though please do enjoy all of the facilities the villa has to offer . The staff will see to it that your every need is taken care of ..." </strong> and just as she had finished saying as such a male arrived with a tray of martini glasses ...stopping to serve each of them . Moving over to the living area and placing down a decanter that was chilled perfectly so they might refill them while they spoke . <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Estate1/liv2.jpg)</div>Small trays of finger foods would arrive shortly afterwords from the kitchen as they serving girls would curtsy and then excuse themselves.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Shall we ...sit in the living room to discuss things further ...and get acquainted more . "&nbsp; </strong>the last part made Isabelle nervous though she removed her hand from the woman's arm and carried her drink into the room . Taking her place on the corner of the couch ..turning inward so she could face her husband . The dress rising as she crossed her one leg over the other exposing the long muscular legs she was so fond of . <br><br>Not sure where the sexual therapist wanted to sit but she assumed the couch across the way . That would be ample distance anyways . Sipping the drink now ...needing it to keep calm . It was unreal though she could feel her pussy pulsing some as if her own body was betraying her and desiring this more than the working part of her mind . Glancing out towards the landscaped pool area instead of looking at anyone she spoke more to keep control of her nerves .<strong> " There is a beautiful landscaped pool area that we have a partial view of from here ...I am hoping that during our stay I can manage to tan my pale body . Phil loves to swim I think it is why he agrees to come here to this tropical paradise for a few weeks at least every year . Do you swim Tanya ? " </strong><br><br>Her eyes moved to look at her husband now ..taking in his beautiful muscular frame and the golden tan of his body . Swallowing as he moved seemingly to take command of things in doing so ...he was so dominant in looks yet so patient and gentle with her. That little voice reminding her again that she needed to change to please him and more than that really get back that magic they had in the beginning . Her heart was pounding now wondering how much of that would need to be revealed to this stranger . What would she think of her ...moving to sip the martini and finding she had drank the whole thing . 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TaintedAndDelish</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 05:16:19</strong>
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				Phil smiled at Tanya warmly, conversing briefly as Isabella approached. Seeing her casually embrace Tanya caused a bit of a grin to surface as he pictured the two of them barely clothed, conversing just as casually, as Isabella's hand slid down her bare arm. He quickly hid his arousal - not really wanting to get into a discussion about it. (He foresaw it turning into a quarrel - assuming that she might somehow object.) Traversing the room to lift a glass, he watched as a tall, slender man in a black tuxedo with short, wavy blond hair briskly rushed to the door whispering, <strong>"I'll take care of her bags right away sir."</strong> He dashed past Phil looking downward so as not to initiate eye contact, then closed the door behind him as he left. <br><br>Placing the glass to his lips, he slowly drew a sip, then approached the couch and sat on the opposite couch on the opposite corner - facing Isabella diagonally. As he waited for Tanya to sit, he couldn't help watching as Isabella crossed her legs. For a brief moment, he held his breath and sat motionlessly as her long, slender leg raised. Its sheer diaphanous appearance captivated him. Its shading and shape made his eyes widen ever so slightly. His stare penetrated the shadow beneath her dress as he struggled to catch an accidental glimpse of her crotch. The darkened shadow was so deep he could only guess if she was bare or wearing something skimpy and silky beneath. As if time had slowed down to a crawl, his jaw slowly lowered in awe as her leg folded over her knee, and closed upon it. Quickly, he snapped his gaze to her hand, over the curve of her glass and to her eyes - hoping that she didn't notice. The thought of being lectured about etiquette and staring would only ruin his ripening mood. <br><br>Having lost awareness of what had been said between the two due to his involuntary loss of attention, he struggled to catch up on the conversation - not realizing that Tanya had been addressed. He interjected, <strong>"Ah yes, swimming. I've always enjoyed hanging around by the poolside and watching Isabella swim."</strong> He looked at her with a wink before regaining eye contact with Tanya and teased, <strong>"You should she the way she twists and turns those thighs when she swims. Its truly mesmerizing."</strong> He chuckled and raised his glass before drawing heavily - eager to blur and smooth the social stress that was starting to build. He wasn't sure why, but he got the impression that he had somehow misspoke. He continued, <strong>"It reminds me of the day that we first met."</strong> He winked at Isabella as the memory returned to mind - though he had no intention of retelling the story to a complete stranger knowing how painfully prim and proper she tended to be at times.&nbsp; <br><br>Pivoting towards Tanya, he leaned back into the couch resting the base of his glass atop one kneecap as he held it gently in his hand. He moved his left foot a few feet to the left to part his knees as he shifted his weight with a light grunt and tried to make himself more comfortable. He grumbled as he twisted, <strong>"Sorry, it seems these damn couches were made by skinny little slinky men for small framed women."</strong> He grinned as he attempted to wash over his poorly chosen words then glanced at Isabella as if expecting to be met with an icy stare. <strong>"So Tanya, Isabella seems to have a rather high opinion of you; at least, she sounded rather enthusiastic when she told me about your work. I'm left feeling incredibly curious and somewhat eager to hear a bit about how you work... eh... or more specifically, about how you might intervene?" </strong>His words ended with a curiously enticed smile as he waited and watched her with a hint of fascination. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 09:41:13</strong>
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				Tanya returned the hug and the kisses on the cheeks, then added a warm smile at Isabella and then Phil. <strong>"Thank you, that would be lovely,"</strong> she said and nodded in approval as her sleeping arrangement and bags seemed to be well taken care of. Isabella's polite offers and chat were responded to in a light manner, ending up with the couple placed curiously on separate couches and not even the same ends. She took a seat on the couch across from Isabella and smiled reassuringly as both people made comments about swimming. Obviously they had at least that in common. Her mind immediately went to planning how she could use that in their advantage, while she took in all the little signs of their relationship. No glance, hint, blush or bit of body language went unnoticed and she could tell a few things from just these few minutes in their company. <strong>"Yes, I like being in water,"</strong> she replied to them and grinned a little at Phil. <strong>"I can imagine your wife looks stunning in a swim suit."</strong> <br><br>Phil's rather clear discomfort and question were met with a small nod towards the couch his wife was sitting on. <strong>"Let's start with having both of you facing me, shall we?"</strong> Her tone was calm and composed, not at all suggestive or judging. She didn't mind if they sat in each corner of the room as long as she had them both in front of her. She waited patiently while he moved, regarding his posture and Isabella's reaction. These first moments were so important. How they were in front of a stranger revealed a whole other side than what she'd see once they started to grow accustomed to having her around. <br><br><strong>"What I do,"</strong> she said to answer Phil's question, <strong>"is observe, analyze and intervene where it's needed. It all depends on your comfort level and what problems, if any, we come across during this time."</strong> She smiled at them and braided her fingers around her knee as she crossed her legs. <strong>"Some couples only need to have me stand outside their bedroom door to find their own way out of whatever predicament they felt they were facing."</strong> She didn't add that some couples needed her to join them in bed repeatedly, together and separately, to choreograph the steps they needed to take to heal that aspect of their lives. That wasn't something a couple usually wanted to hear right off the bat, and wouldn't be addressed unless if that was what they truly needed. <br><strong><br>"I'd like to start by asking why you feel you need my help,"</strong> she said calmly and looked from one to the other. <strong>"If you feel uncomfortable discussing that in this setting, I can chat with you separately. It's up to you."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 05:02:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;Isabella (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/tat6.jpg) downed her drink in one gulp when her husband brought up enjoying watching her swim. It was not so much that which bothered the woman but more the next statement of exuberance of how they first meet. Her cheeks went flush as she so hoped that conversation would not turn to that this early in the game of things. She put on that fake smile and added a nervous giggle though as she shifted her weight and let him air a few questions . All good questions as she leaned forward some seemingly very interested in what the younger woman had to say in response. <br><br>Turning to face the woman as asked she nibbled at her inner lip and squirmed a bit on the couch as she was slowly letting a bit of her guard down . Mean to be so uncomfortable when she had invited this woman seemed foolish in her mind . Might as well prepare to open up some and have this discussion not like the servants would whisper about things anyways . <strong>" Our comfort level ....well that is nice , seems rather acceptable.&nbsp; Maybe pushing my comfort level might be best considering that seems to be the problem. Small steps would work best I think ...homework sounds fun . "</strong>&nbsp; as she giggled some and looked over at her husband . Though she really wasn't sure what type of homework a sex therapist would give it might be quite a challenge. Heaven for bids she stood outside the door the woman would fall asleep waiting on something to happen . <br><br>The last question though ...somewhere , somehow ...Isabelle found enough courage to speak . <strong>" I have asked you here because ...well I feel that I no longer am able to satisfy my husband in bed. We have a wonderful relationship and I think love each other with a deep passion but the spark in our sexual stage has went out . My fault more than anything , I just get nervous and start thinking about what is proper and what&nbsp; ...ummmm. I just can't seem to ..." </strong>looking over at her husband again as the nibbling on her lip seemed to increase as she had paused.&nbsp; <strong>" I not sure what stops me from letting myself go ...or that is a bad choice of words . Not be so uptight ...about things . "&nbsp; </strong><br><br>Oh God she was making incomplete sentences and looking like an idiot . <strong>" I want to change ...and be more receptive to his desires and fantasies. I want to be more than just great friends , return to that passion we once had between us before ...everything changed and involved what the world would think . " </strong>swallowing as she continued to stare at her hands in her lap . Her voice lowered and a sadness seemed to creep in ...<strong>" I just ..not sure how to ...do that is all . " </strong> as she let out a shuddered sigh . There the cat was out of the bag and she had hoped that was the same beast that her husband felt needed to be addressed for if there was more it might just break her heart . <br><br>Mean this morning he had tried and the hurt look in his eyes as he had left the room ...the guilt of her inabilities flooded the woman's mind . Trying now to think about something else as she didn't wish to cry in-front of their guest .
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TaintedAndDelish</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 05:34:40</strong>
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				Seeing the discomfort in her eyes, Phil immediately felt bad upon hearing her voice her sense of inadequacy. It pained him so much to see her suffer, that he couldn't help but to tell a small white lie to help shelter from her humiliation.&nbsp; "<strong>Its not that she can't or doesn't know how, that's ridiculous, you see its more that I get impatient and pressure her sometimes. I don't mean it, I think that perhaps I just need to learn to be less pushy. I think sometimes I just expect far too much." </strong><br><br>Quickly, he looked back at Isabella to gauge her level of comfort with an expression that strangely revealed that he loved her, but the painful look did not just vanish as he had hoped. Desperately, he sought to change the subject. <strong>"Perhaps what we could use is just a list of ideas - perhaps a game where we pick an idea out of a hat and give it a try. If you provide the ideas, then neither of us is to blame if we don't like it."</strong> He paused, then added for humor, <strong>"You know, silly things like what folks might do when they're piss drunk in some seed bar or something." </strong><br><br>He chuckled, for a moment uncomfortably, then said in a more somber tone, <strong>"I don't know, perhaps I'm not quite as creative as I thought... I guess I keep trying the same things over and over and keep expecting them to work. You know, I saw this movie once where this guy took a leather belt, right? And he was sitting on a chair in his slacks, shirt and tie, and had his girl over his knee right?" </strong>With a slightly flushed chuckle, he said, <strong>"And he was spanking her like a teacher would, and she was raising her leg behind her and laughing and he continued to..."</strong>&nbsp; he quickly looked at Isabella realizing that he had gone off on a tangent and stopped mid sentence, <strong>"Well, you know what I mean.."<br></strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Stranger in Our Bed ( TaintedAndDelish, Sasha, Amelia )</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>27-08-2011, 02:40:21</strong>
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				She watched them while they each shared their side and kept a straight face through it. It wasn't her job to judge or poke fun, she was here to help them. Well now she had a pretty good idea of where their problems lay, so the next steps would be easy. <strong>"So you basically want to get on the same page, and reignite the passion you had in the beginning,"</strong> she paused to smile and tilted her head a little. <strong>"How do you feel about starting with a little assignment? I'd like to give you an exercise to try out today or tonight."</strong> Her lips stretched in a warm smile as she kept regarding them, then leaned back a little and braided her fingers in her lap. <strong>"There are a few things I'd like you to consider as well. The first one being no nudity. Get dressed and undress out of sight from each other for the time being. That means shirts, pants, skirts, dresses... No walking around half dressed or dressing on the way out."</strong> She smiled still and continued. <strong>"I'd also encourage you to sleep in pajamas and under separate covers. Again, only for the time being. How does that sound?"</strong>
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