After being married for three years without having children,
I decided to visit a gynecologist, and my husband went to a urologist.
As a result, we found out that my husband's sperm count
was below average.
However, it wasn't so low that pregnancy was impossible,
so my husband started taking medication to increase his sperm count, hormone injections, and vitamin C supplements.
During this time, I also regularly visited the infertility clinic,
but even after a year, there were no signs of pregnancy.
Just as I was about to give up,
I noticed a massage sign on the way to the hospital I was attending.
Due to stress, my shoulders and neck were stiff,
so I casually walked in.
Even though I didn't have an appointment,
I waited for about an hour before being called into the examination room.
The clinic offered massage, acupuncture, and moxibustion,
with separate rooms for each.
In the examination room, there was a doctor and a nurse. After a brief interview,
the doctor said, "Let's check your spine and joints,"
and I was asked to lie down on the examination table.
First, I lay face down while the doctor checked the curvature of my spine,
and the joints in my shoulders and knees. Then, I was asked to turn to my side and then face up.
Since I was wearing a skirt, I was careful
not to let it ride up as I moved.
When I lay on my back, the doctor pressed
the base of my leg through my skirt and pulled my knee up.
I hurriedly held down my skirt,
but from the doctor's position, he must have seen inside my skirt.
However, he didn't act strangely at all and calmly finished checking my hip joints.
Finally, I received the massage for my neck and shoulders,
and although I felt a slight tingling sensation, it soon subsided,
leaving me feeling incredibly good.
My shoulders felt much lighter,
and I made an appointment for the following week when the doctor said, "Please come regularly."
On my second visit, I felt so relaxed
after having my shoulders and arms massaged that I ended up talking about my visits to the infertility clinic.
The doctor then said,
"There is a method that is effective for ovarian and female hormones,
so let's try that next time. But it takes time, so please make an appointment for the last slot of the day."
I made an appointment for 5 PM.
On my third visit at 5 PM,
the last patient was just leaving the examination room,
and I was the only one in the waiting room.
I was called into the examination room right away,
and while receiving the same neck, shoulder, and arm massage as before,
the nurse and receptionist started cleaning up,
and they left after finishing my massage.
I was left alone with the doctor,
who then said, "I will now perform infertility treatment," so I stayed.
Although I felt a slight unease being alone with the doctor,
I decided to go through with it if it could help with infertility.
The doctor explained the effects of each pressure point
as he pressed them one by one.
Even though he was pressing through my clothes,
the pressure points were concentrated on my chest and lower body, and I felt particularly embarrassed when he touched above my pubic bone.
Then, my whole body started to feel tingly,
and the tingling gradually turned into a throbbing sensation.
I could hardly move my body and was at the mercy of the doctor.
Then, for a physical examination, I was asked to strip down to my underwear.
I was aware of how I looked but didn't have the energy to resist.
Instead, I wanted to indulge in the pleasant sensation.
At first, the examination was over my underwear,
but soon the doctor slipped his hands inside my bra and panties,
touching around my pubic hair as if pressing pressure points.
Then, I was asked to lie face down, and my bra was unhooked,
and my panties were pulled down.
I tried to resist by twisting my body,
but the doctor said, "I will apply oil,"
and eventually, he removed them from my legs.
I was embarrassed to be completely naked,
and I blushed, thinking the doctor might have seen the stain on my panties as evidence of my arousal.
However, the doctor didn't seem to care and started applying oil all over my body.
The massage felt so good that I forgot about being naked,
and before I knew it, the doctor had spread my legs while massaging my thighs.
From the doctor's position, he could see everything between my legs,
but I couldn't move my legs due to the tingling sensation.
Then, the doctor lifted me and turned me onto my back.
I hurriedly covered my front with my hands, but the doctor gently moved them away.
He saw everything, and I trembled with embarrassment.
The doctor gently touched me to calm me down.
The doctor then touched my pubic hair,
as if there were pressure points there too.
But he didn't go any further.
At that moment, I wanted him to touch me more.
I even thrust my hips forward as if inviting him.
Seeing my actions, the doctor finally touched my clitoris,
and I climaxed just from that.
After that, the doctor opened his lab coat and climbed on top of me.
I climaxed countless times, and when I came to,
the doctor's semen was flowing out of me.
For about four months, I continued to visit the clinic to have sex with the doctor.
We had sex not only in the clinic but also in his car, in love hotels, and sometimes outdoors.
I knew I was betraying my husband,
but the doctor's massages felt like hypnosis,
and I became addicted to sex with him.
I decided to end my relationship with the doctor when I found out I was pregnant.
During our weekly sex sessions, the doctor always ejaculated inside me,
and each time we met, he ejaculated two or three times,
so my uterus was always filled with his sperm.
Therefore, I was almost certainly carrying the doctor's child.
For the first time, I realized I had done something irreversible.
But I couldn't bring myself to abort the child I had longed for,
even if it was the result of an affair.
While apologizing to my husband in my heart,
I lied and said, "This is your child," and gave birth to a boy.
While raising the child, I struggled a lot.
I decided that raising this child well was the only way to atone to my husband.
Two years later, I became pregnant with our second child.
This time, it was 100% my husband's child.
My husband was overjoyed,
and now I am a proud mother of two boys.
Now, I want to try for a girl.
Of course, I want a child with my husband.
