A Descent Into Madness Pt 02

THE STORY SO FAR

My wife and I had selected Dave (on Bull.com) because he was bisexual and had a big dick. Dave hoped to become the extra man in our marriage, and make up our '3 in a bed'. Using Bull.com we had 3 people who would like to be that 3rd person. Dave was aware that he was on our shortlist and that he had 2 competitors. One of Dave's competitors also had a big cock but a black man had a smaller penis.

Things had not gone well when I first met Dave. I didn't really like him, though Glenda really fancied him. When Dave and I went to the loo so I could see his mammoth man-meat I had a psychotic episode. Technically I had was is called an auditory hallucination. I knew a little about these from my Divinity course.

THE STORY CONTINUES

Dave was in the front of the taxi chatting to the driver. My wife, Glenda, sat in the back of the taxi. She held my hand and chatted consolingly to me.

I couldn't hear what my wife was saying because an imaginary man kept saying to me "Wimp cuck, wimp cuck". No one likes to be called a wimp cuck. I don't consider myself to be one. I am planning to share my wife but I don't consider that to make me a cuckold. Neither am I a wimp.

But the constant repetition of the accusations was unsettling me.

For the first time that evening Glenda was paying attention to me and not to Dave. But that was no consolation. I was living in a nightmare. The imaginary voice was wearing down my psychological defences.

The journey ended and we all got out. Dave gave the taxi driver a £20 note and said "Keep the change."

We waited while Dave found his front door key. Still the voice in my head kept repeating "wimp cuck, wimp cuck."

When we got inside Dave said "Please both sit on the sofa."

Glenda and I sat down. Dave remained standing. I could still hear "Wimp cuck, wimp cuck."

As the voice kept saying 'wimp cuck' I heard Dave say "You are both newbies. Lots of newbies take on too much, too soon. I don't think George is ready to take this step just yet.

I partly blame myself. I was too forceful when we first met last night.'

I shouldn't have said that the 3 in a bed would only be the start and that I would take over the marital bed."

My imaginary man stopped tormenting me.

Dave continued "George, I'm not medically trained but I am worried about you. Your reaction to seeing my cock in the gents loo was not normal.

NON-NUDE 3 IN A BED

You want to recreate a scene from a film. Let's do that, but fully clothed."

We did just that.

My wife stood between Dave and me and first kissed him and then me. Then I kissed Dave. Then we all went to the bedroom where Dave dry humped Glenda as I lay beside them."

As soon as our practice 3 in a bed was completed Glenda asked "How do you feel now?"

I replied "It was good but the voice still keeps telling me that I'm a wimp cuck."

R&R

Dave said "Until George sees a doctor the best medicine is rest. I do have some sleeping tablets."

He left Glenda and I to sleep in his bed and went to his guest bedroom.

I took 2 sleeping tablets and fell asleep.

THE NEXT DAY

The next day I phoned in sick and booked a doctor's appointment. Despite having slept well I felt drained. Glenda had to work so I took short walks. The people I saw all seemed to be happier than me.

The people begging for money (no doubt to buy alcohol or drugs) had a tight social circle. Even they seemed to be happier than me.

I kept on repeating the Louis Armstrong song which ran

"I see friends shaking hands saying 'How do you do, They're really saying 'I love you'."

THE DOCTOR

Three days later I got to see my doctor.

I told him about how I had agreed to have 3 in a bed as a way of saving my marriage, which was on its last legs and how started.

The doctor said "Auditory hallucinations are mostly temporary conditions. It's fairly common, up to 10% of the population experience it. What is worrying is that your hallucinatory voice is a frightening and intrusive one.

You are like an over-wound spring.

Seeing your competitor's larger-than-your penis precipitated your mental collapse.

You need rest and a course of medicines. I am going to sign you off work for a full month. But I suspect that I will be signing you off for much longer."

The doctor asked me "Do you take drugs or drink excessive amounts of alcohol."

I replied "No."

He then asked "Are you being bullied at home or work?"

I replied "I hate my job and feel left out. If it wasn't for the money I would leave it."

The doctor said "So you have no support. No one to tell your troubles to. But even so, I don't think just seeing a competitor's penis is sufficient to trigger a breakdown.

It is likely that you had a traumatic incident in the past. So I will refer you for a psychiatric investigation."

I asked the doctor "What should I do about Dave?"

The doctor said "That's for you and your wife to decide. I suggest until the medicines kick in you pause the idea of involving another man in an unstable marriage."

I said "Thank you."

I took the prescription and left. I had to decide whether to pause my relationship with Dave.