This happened to me some weeks ago when my marriage was on the verge of a breakup. My name is Maria, and this is my story. I am twenty-eight years old, and I have been married for five years. I met my husband Paul in college. We started going out in our third year, and soon I was totally in love with him. I loved the fact that he was an easy-going person, had a great sense of humor, was so clever, and shared many beliefs...

Eight am. Day three had arrived. My cell phone alarm rang, and I got up immediately. I grabbed some shorts, a top, and a sweater, put them on, washed my teeth, and went to the cafeteria. I had my breakfast alone again as we were not allowed to approach other people. After breakfast, I went to my room and spent some time thinking about Paul, my husband. I hadn’t talked to him since I arrived at the spa, so I felt the need...

My fourth day at the Sex Spa began with a good breakfast at 8 am. I had a bowl of cereal, fruit, scrambled eggs, and a cup of coffee. Something I had missed these days was the premium coffee I drank at home since the coffee at the spa was not so good in reality. I met Dr. Jackson at 9. We talked for an hour about the experience of the previous day and the importance of doing my best to please my husband. Dr. Jackson also...

Morning Friday morning. I woke up thinking about the previous day. I especially thought about Tom and our passionate session. Oh, no! I was going to screw everything up if I ended up falling in love with one of my therapists. That’s why I seriously hoped I would not see Tom ever again. I got up, put on my clothes, went to the cafeteria, and grabbed my breakfast. The cute brown-haired patient I had seen on day one was sitt...

Morning Saturday, 8 am. I woke up without knowing what my weekend would bring. I checked my phone and reread a note all patients had been handed on Friday afternoon. Dear patients, There are no therapies on weekends. Thus, we encourage you guys to enjoy your free time. On the weekend, you will be allowed to talk and approach the other patients in the facilities. So, feel free to do whatever you want and enjoy yourselves....

Sunday morning. Well, actually it was almost noon when I woke up. Andrew was lying naked next to me, and I felt like fucking him one more time. I hugged him, kissed his neck, and stroked his dick. It didn’t take him so long to be fully awake as I could tell by the size and thickness of his amazing cock. We made love one more time. I enjoyed him again and let him enjoy my body. The sensation of him being inside of me was j...

Monday My stay at the sex spa was coming to an end, or so I thought. Monday morning, 7:00 am. I had been here for an entire week and had gotten to experience things I had never done in my life. I had even lost count of the number of people I had had sex with. I got up quickly, went to the cafeteria, and had breakfast. I didn’t see Andrew, and that made me a little bit sad. I really wanted to see him. When I was done, I we...

Day 11 (Thursday) Last night I couldn’t sleep very well. I thought a lot about my first experience having sex with two men at the same time and all the other things I had done. Somehow, I felt I was a dirty slut who had a good husband but was prostituting herself for pleasure’s sake. Then, on the other hand, I kept reminding myself I was actually doing this for Paul and our marriage. Was I really being honest? Was this al...

My adventure at the sex spa had concluded. In almost two weeks, I had experienced freedom, lust, disinhibition, and amazing sex encounters. Believe me when I say I had lost count of how many people I had had sex with. Seriously, it was hard to keep track of my sex partners in this retreat. I had learned many things and was willing to use them to save my marriage and recover my husband, Paul. That was the purpose of checki...