My first and second betrayals

As it says on my profile, I'm going to use Bruninha as a nickname because she looks like bruna lombardi in her early twenties.
Now let's pull the memory, and I am writing these facts on the advice of two clinical psychologists:
I got married at 19 years old to a Chilean doctor, and she had become pregnant. And he thought it was the right thing to do.
Relationships were good until I met Waldemar again who dated me when he was 18 and it was him that took off my goatee and we ended up jumping a fence, and we went to his house and even warned p / mark people because of illness in the family ((psychologists can also lie),
He tried something that I don't like and it hurts, anal sex... but he couldn't fuck me in the ass.
So he fucked me in every possible position for the rest of my time, I enjoyed it very much! It was time to go, we exchanged cell phone numbers and went home but called the office to see if anyone had called.
I was driving thinking about the fuck that I had, and then it hit me that I'd cheated on my husband with whom I was married for less than a year, lied to his secretary and patients..., gave me remorse, guilt complex and as soon as I arrived took a good bath, mainly intimate and what comes out My husband was arriving and he already saw me in the room getting dressed after showering.
Just that night my husband was hot and fucked me really nice, which made my guilt increase more.
I ended up going to a psychiatrist and psychotherapist on the recommendation of my colleague, and told him what had happened... good.
And really I was cured, and got well, had sex with my husband and discharged Waldemar just telling the truth, he understood, apologized for having put me in this situation but I thank him for doing everything to get rid of "psychic ghosts" from childhood.
A few months went by and I got pregnant again, this time taking care of everything. And our daughter was born a beautiful blonde with a cute little face who seemed to recognize sounds, colors... it was such a blessing!
Life was running normally and months later I got pregnant again, only this time... psychotherapist knows about it, started to harass my husband as he already knew that she was something of a pregnancy, was understandable and tolerant, and then born my son , another beautiful blondie, perfect and full face, future thinker?rsrs.... But had some postpartum crisis and my psychiatrist in one visit solved!
Now with two children almost 2 years apart, I started taking birth control pills. Another child if it came and me in my early 20s would be crazy!
But my husband was further away, there were problems in his family and quarrels between us began!
I was nervous and wasn't paying attention to my patients, so a friend suggested a course in neurolinguistics and others that were given at the same place.
I started to do the 1st year and met nice people there, but a guy who should be about 15 years older than me attracted my attention, he was handsome, well-dressed, educated, and knowledgeable in so many subjects that you couldn't believe it, just q did not like to show his knowledge, was a little shy maybe..., I could not penetrate inside him (we played during an analysis course of partner and he fell down with me), He was incredibly well trained in something q , even with lie detector or pentothaldic only if something would get. The one who taught the course put me on purpose with him, because neither he nor his wife, Brazil's greatest clinical psychologist got anything; but it was his turn to analyze me, not even my name did he know yet, and he asked questions that apparently had nothing to do, like "does it rain Sunday? Do you like blue cotton balls? Think about your biggest love of life! Would you prefer chocolate mint or coconut?"
And so, now I wanted to hear from his mouth what he could tell me about my life with those stupid questions:
- Let's go to the...
- What are you doing?
Arthur, what do you have to say about my life?
He gave me a look that even made me have an orgasm, it was hard to disguise and I felt like getting my period.
- Go to the bathroom first and we'll talk in private!
That was a cue he gave me to put on my tampon, and it came at the right time. But is that coincidence or did he know?
I came back smiling and said,
-Psychologist Arthur, you may begin.
"Bruna, you've had moments in your childhood that have left a mark on you including harassment by family members which has caused you to shut yourself off from sex almost completely so much as losing your virginity some years ago am I right?
My father almost abused me, you think I want it to stop now?
- Like if we had sex and you stopped in the middle of it?
That's exactly what I would say if I were with a friend, but go on!
Look into mine and tell me what you feel.
And I did that and saw so many things, so much information, and found out he liked me but would never reveal it.
You have a couple of children, the girl seems to be very intelligent and perceptive and the boy is observant and analytical you love them so much especially because he lost his first child but you are scattered around and "that meeting" with one person was good but it opened up a mental door that must be closed.
I want to know the truth about my husband.
Another time, my sweet Bruna.
I've never had an experience like this and commented with the couple on what happened, to which they replied:
- He knows what he's talking about, and everyone who did the opposite has gone wrong. You may not believe it but he does have premonitions!
-I believe it now, I had an orgasm just talking to him!
We put him with you because we felt it would be an interesting experiment!
Then why can't I get anything from inside him?
- We don't know, but trust me. He never lies and he never pretends if he speaks I do not know is it?
I went to talk with Arthur, and it wasn't until after a while that I noticed my body language was offering myself up for him.
On the way home, I smelled a woman's perfume on my husband's clothes.
Sex between us was getting worse, and came the day of class I took my children who kept poking each other and pointed at someone in front it was Arthur! And as if I had called him he got up sat next to my daughter
My, what beautiful children you have!
Do you think I'm pretty?
My dear psychologist, don't you have a mirror?
Hey! That was direct, he in between the lines declared for me and gave a touch about my husband, so I decided to take by car my children back home and 10 minutes would come again!
I gave an excuse that I don't even remember, left them there and went to sit next to Arthur who was now at the bottom where he would have freedom of speech!
The class started and during a relaxation the teacher came to me and spoke in my ear:
- Don't miss this chance!
The break came and I was almost throwing myself at him, but we were talking about each other in the second half.
It's nice to go somewhere and talk, it could be a motel at least not if you get mugged like staying in the car on the street
- All right, I only think well of you!
We managed to get the two cars into the motel and we went up to the suite, and I was like:
Does my husband have another?
I'm not a mystic, nor do I lie... but it bothers you that he has two mistresses.
It was the exact description of two people I'd met, and I couldn't help but cry on their shoulders.
He used to say:
Put it all away, get rid of the garbage that's hurting your heart.
My feelings of anguish, sadness, anger and other negative emotions were gone. I moved my head away from his shoulder and had only one feeling now: love!
I held his head with both hands and kissed him, it was the best kiss that until then had given and received, and as he took so long, I was so excited I did not even notice what I removed my clothes, already naked and I took off his clothes, we went to take a bath, and I couldn't hold out, grabbed his dick right there and started a kiss, he made fun of me in my mouth and I swallowed everything!
We finished the bath, and he would wipe me sensuously. He'd lay on my back in bed, kiss me, suck my breasts... And then his dick until I made fun of him!
I no longer had any doubts that I was in love with him, and we started to have sex. First he fucked me using Tantra-yoga, different movements and touches, and led me to the ultimate orgasm without touching or rubbing my sexual parts, only his penis remained motionless inside my vagina and whenever I felt the greatest orgasms, it was when he ejaculated within me! What a wonderful experience!
- I love you, honey. You're the most important woman in my life right now!
We started to have sex in a traditional way, he came and went, he kicked his dick and I felt it in my uterus like an endless good dream with images of my son, daughter and another baby. And what I was trying to feel only saw much clarity and woke up!
It was after 2:00 in the morning, we'd been having sex for four hours. We decided to sleep on a shell because it felt so good when that body touched me all over again.
I woke up in the morning riding his dick, and he seemed to have woken up at that moment too. We had spontaneous movements like sleepwalkers... And we ended up having another trance.
The thing went on and there were consequences, but that continued after... well, Arthur's calling me now.
Kisses and more!