His Mistress is His Ex-Wife Chapter 14: Arousal

"Fuck!" Dominique cursed over and over again, punching his steering wheel several tis. He was furious at himself.

’Unbelievable! I let her play in her palm!’ Embarrassnt and frustration were evident all over his face.

He tugged his hair tightly, shaking his head. He wanted to erase the remnant of Athena’s sensual touch in his mind. ’Damn it! Why did I think of Sabrina while being pleased by another woman?’

Dominique couldn’t believe that he even uttered Sabrina’s na in the height of ecstasy. He was face slapped by his own action! It was just a slip of his tongue. How dare he think of Sabrina?!

He reclined against the driver’s seat, closing his eyes as his chest rose and fell with the effort to calm his turbulent emotions. Silence enveloped the confined space of his vehicle for several minutes.

After collecting his thoughts, Dominique felt the urge to see his doctor. "I need to verify whether I’m cured or not."

He didn’t waste any more ti as he rushed to his doctor’s private clinic. Over the past five years, Dominique had been seeking treatnt from a sex therapist to address his condition, which so might refer to as ’erectile dysfunction’.

His condition was known only to his doctor and Sasha, his current wife.

Upon reaching the clinic, Dominique rushed inside with quick strides. A tall lady in her doctor’s gown was startled by his sudden arrival since he hadn’t scheduled an appointnt for today.

"Oh, Dominique, what brings you here so early?" Dr. lissa Campbell greeted him casually. "Sothing wrong?" she gestured for him to sit down.

"Examine ," he commanded in a firm tone. "Confirm whether I am cured or not."

Dr. Campbell blinked in confusion. "Huh? What do you an? Oh wait! Did you finally get an erection?" she gasped, her hand flying to cover her mouth in awe.

"Y-Yes. I think so," Dominique reluctantly said, unwilling to disclose any further details. Admitting that a stranger had ignited his arousal which was sothing his wife couldn’t achieve, was too humiliating.

He had an image to protect. He couldn’t declare he got intimate with another woman besides his wife. It would undoubtedly lead to scandal later on.

"Oh my! That’s a piece of great news. Did you do it with Sasha? Why did you co running here? Instead of asking to examine you, you should have been spending more intimate ti with your wife in bed!" lissa teased him, letting out a soft giggle.

Dominique’s lips tightened, his impatience evident as his expression darkened. "Sasha isn’t here."

"What?! Then how and when did you get an erection?" Dr. Campbell asked in disbelief. "Could you please enlighten , Mr. Smith? Provide with all the details."

’That is sothing I can’t tell her.’ Dominique contemplated internally with himself.

Dr. Campbell’s eyes widened with suspicion. "Oh, wait a minute! Don’t tell ... you did it with another–"

"NO!" Dominique cut her off imdiately, vehently denying it.

"It’s just a wet dream! A wet dream!" He lied through gritted teeth.

Dr. Campbell quickly raised both hands. "Alright, calm down. There’s no need to get so worked up. I’m just asking," she said, smiling sheepishly.

"By the way, what did you and your wife do in your wet dream to give you a hard-on this morning?" She asked playfully.

But Dominique’s sharp gaze warned her to cease her inquiry and focus on her professional duties.

’Sigh. How can I help him if he refuses to talk?’ Dr. Campbell complained inwardly.

Among all her patients, Dominique Smith was the hardest person to deal with. He was so stubborn and uncooperative most of the ti. But he could be demanding at tis. She even thought he had already given up on his treatnt.

"Cough! Cough!" She cleared her throat and decided to go back to their main concern.

"Are you sure you want to examine you? Don’t you want to wait for your wife?" she consulted him first as she slowly approached him.

Dominique t her gaze with a determined look in his eyes before nodding his head. He could no longer wait. He needed to ascertain whether he was truly cured or if his arousal stemd from Athena’s striking resemblance to Sabrina.

"Okay. Let try and check. Sit up straight Mr. Smith and just relax," she instructed him. Her playfulness was gone as she assud her professional role as his doctor.

Dominique complied with her instructions, adjusting his position and settling comfortably in the cushioned chair. Anticipation flickered in his eyes as Dr. Campbell’s hand moved toward his pants.

She needed to stimulate his manhood through the fabric to check his body’s responsiveness.

As a sex doctor and therapist, Dr. Campbell had enough experience and was equipped with knowledge on how to stimulate soone, awakening her patient’s sexual drive.

She had done this before on Dominique. Sad to say, his body didn’t respond to her touch even once. Dominique’s condition was a special case– a unique challenge for her.

She was aware that his condition started after his first wife’s death. Since Dominique is not a vocal type of guy, she couldn’t grasp the whole situation thus it was difficult for her to co up with a proper treatnt program for him.

’Sotis, I feel like Mr. Smith is unwilling to have his treatnt. It was his wife, Sasha who kept encouraging him to see a doctor.’

"I’m going to touch you now. Tell if you feel sothing okay?" Dr. Campbell placed her hand against his crotch, running her palm in an up and down motion, caressing his manhood concealed beneath his pants.

She even gave it a rough squeeze as if she was pinching his manhood. Her eyes were fixed on Dominique’s face to see his facial expression.

anwhile, Dominique frowned, staring directly at her palm that was rubbing his crotch. He shook his head and mumbled, "Nothing. I can’t feel it." There was no discernible reaction from his body.

"Nothing?" she asked, keeping her composure. "Hmm, should we level up, touching it with my bare hands?"

Dominique’s expression twisted at her remarks. She was about to undo his pants when suddenly he swatted her hand away. "Stop. It’s not working."

Dr. Campbell withdrew her hand, thinking. "How about this? Try to think about your wet dream," she suggested. "Let’s do it again."

Dr. Campbell was back in rubbing his manhood through his pants. This ti Dominique closed his eyes, reminiscing his intimate encounter with Athena.

He recalled the mont Athena gripped his cock with her soft bare hands, sliding up and down his shaft, her alluring voice echoing in his mind.

He imagined the way she pressed the tip of his shaft using her thumb, spreading his pre-cum over his cock.

To his surprise, he felt sothing twitch under his pants. His cock responded but it wasn’t enough to get as hard as it was this morning.

’Damn it! It’s her! It’s really her... the reason for the awakening of my arousal!’