Hi all. This is my first post here, so please be gentle with me! I initially wrote this for a pen-pal who gave their blessing on me sharing it with more people. So here you go – I hope you all enjoy reading it just half as much as I enjoyed writing it! :)
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Mr. and Mrs. Clarke hadn’t had sex in months, and at this point their sex life was beyond saving. Mrs. Clarke suspected that the Mr. had gotten used to watching porn, and that was the reason that he hadn’t slept with her in so long. Well, she didn’t even care why anymore… She just knew she had physical needs, and the physicality she got from her masseuse Thomas no longer did the job. Especially since he never seemed to get the hint that she wanted more than massages from him. Or maybe he just ignored her, or was too professional, or he respected her wedding ring – she didn’t know, but she knew that she needed more than just massages which lately felt superficial more than anything else. But really, how could he not get the hint when she was laying on that massage table, always without underwear, even spreading her legs to give him a look at her labia? So she decided that the very next week, she was going to make sure he got the hint!