I married Brian because I was the right age. All my friends were getting married, and I thought it was right too. Plus, he earned a good salary and had good career prospects. Brian was modest, reserved, and kept everything to himself.
He took care of everything, and I wanted for nothing. Sex was ordinary and boring. It was like simply fulfilling a marital duty. I lay there and took his penis inside me. But I sorely missed passion, spontaneity, pleasure. And my husband didn’t enjoy me as a woman. Sex for him was like another project at work. It had to be started and finished.
He didn’t think about me at all, didn’t enjoy my body, didn’t admire me as a woman. I tried to talk him into various toys, spontaneous sex, anal. But he told me he was fine with everything. And he didn’t want to turn his wife into a prostitute.




