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Krista couldn’t believe her ears. These bitches were scandalous. The point of being here was to strengthen their relationships not fantasy-fuck other men behind their husbands’ backs, wasn’t it? She was too through.
Dr. Dangerfield sensed Krista’s apprehensiveness. She smiled over at her.
“Mrs. Evans, why don’t you tell us what you desire most?”
Krista straightened her back. Ran a hand through her hair. Then shifted in her seat. “The only thing I want is for Kendall and I to grow closer in Christ.”
Krista had attended church sporadically over the years, but a year ago, she’d rejoined church and had decided to live a more Christian-like life. Unfortunately, Kendall hadn’t been onboard to turn his life over to Christ, but she was hopeful that one day he would see the light.
Dr. Dangerfield kept her expression neutral. Hadn’t she been paying attention? Perhaps she’d misunderstood the question, she reasoned as she offered a hint of a smile.
“I think that’s great. But, sexually speaking,” Dr. Dangerfield pushed, “is there anything you desire, anything you fantasize about, that your husband isn’t aware of?”
Krista shook her head, indicating no.
“Nothing?” Brenda probed.
“No,” Krista insisted.
LaQuandra grunted. “Krissy, stop lying. We all adults here; let your hair down and keep it real.”
Krista frowned. “Um. I don’t know what you are implying, but I am keeping it real.” She shifted in her seat. “Not to discuss my private life, but I’m very pleased sexually.”
LaQuandra gave Krista an amused look. “Some of the biggest freaks are hiding up in the church behind a Bible,” she said half-jokingly. “I bet you sit up in the pew with the Church Mother.”
Krista scowled. “I’m in church for the word; nothing more, nothing less.”
“Do you think it’s ladylike for a woman to give her man head?” Brenda asked inquisitively. Krista didn’t look like the type to swallow, so she was curious to know.
Krista shrugged. “Women can do whatever they want with their men. I only know what I’m doing. And that’s not going down on a man around the clock.”
Brenda gave Krista an incredulous look. “What? You mean to tell me you don’t give your husband head? Ever?”
LaQuandra laughed. “Girl, you know Krissy isn’t playing head doctor. She doesn’t even swallow. Who you know not sucking her man and not swallowing?”
Krista narrowed her eyes. “I’m not going to discuss what I do or don’t do with my husband.”
“Well, do you at least enjoy getting head?” Brenda asked.
Krista frowned. “No.”
Brenda and LaQuandra both gave her a sorrowful look. She had no idea what she was missing.
“Why?” LaQuandra asked.
Krista felt herself becoming annoyed. Why the hell was she being interrogated, while the therapist sat there and said nothing?
“I don’t think that’s any of your business,” she said in a razor-sharp tone.
LaQuandra grunted. “Mmph. You’re right. It isn’t any of my business. I don’t care, anyway, because—truthfully—you sound a bit—no, a whole lot—prudish. No disrespect, hun.”
Brenda eyed LaQuandra over the top of her sunglasses. Then tilted her head, just so, and pursed her lips. She was glad she’d said it and it hadn’t come from her. She liked Krista, with her ole churchy-acting ass.
Krista looked indignant. Prudish? Oh these nasty bitches had her all kinds of twisted. “Come again, sweetie,” she said. “I screw my husband at least three times a week—and most weekends twice in the same damn day. I give him good loving, okay. And, no, I don’t have to put my mouth on his dick to do it.” She pointed over at LaQuandra. “If you enjoy sucking your husband’s dick, sweetie, then suck on.”
“Yes, honey. I love sucking his dick,” LaQuandra admitted. “And? Maybe you should learn to love having a dick in your mouth, too. Maybe then you wouldn’t be so uptight.”
Krista half laughed, half scoffed. “Well, since you’re the expert in dick sucking and spicing things up in the bedroom, how about you tell us how that’s working out for you, since your husband hasn’t screwed you in months, remember?” She tilted her head, and waited. LaQuandra wanted to leap out of her s
