Names have been changed for discretion.
Part 1
It all began about 2 years ago. I was 35 at the time; 10 years into marriage with my husband of the same age. We had a fairly healthy relationship minus the same arguments on a semi regular basis.
I found myself often irritated with his lack of help in household chores, and his constant spending habits. For him the complaint was always the same; sex, or a lack there of. To be fair I did turn down sexual advances from him more often than a wife should. It wasn’t that I wasn’t interested in him or that he didn’t satisfy me, I just found myself so mentally and physically drained that sex was not a priority to me like it was for him.
It had gotten to the point where I felt like all he wanted me for was sex, and I was never going to be able to satisfy his desire for pussy. Then something happened that was a complete paradigm shift for me. I began getting strange random text messages and although I ignored them quite often at first eventually they got me to enjoy the very thing that I resented my husband for making me feel; that feeling that somebody out there wanted me for nothing more than my wet pussy.