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Husbands, look after your wives.They’re not some crappy stuff you may utilize for your own purposes. She also has her own heart. Find out what she enjoys doing, take her out to dinner, (it mustn’t be the most expensive), take her out just for a walk, hold her hands, smooch her palm, kiss her when you’re out, etc. Otherwise, there are many younger and older dudes out there who can simply rob you of your wife.
Read the story of Laura who ran into the arms of her older friend just because, her husband didn’t prioritize her needs(sexually). Women are weak vessels. We need to be pampered at all times.
De Story:
I am a married woman In my late thirties. In bed, my hubby doesn’t listen to me neither does he satisfy me. Well, I don’t think he ever makes love to me, we just have sex (love making and sex are 2 different things) He never kisses me. The entire deed takes less than five minutes, and it seems like he needs me only when he’s horny. Nothing is seductive about it, no foreplay, nothing. I was merely buddies with an older man that I met, who was sixteen years older. Because I believed that a man in his early 50’s would have less libido, I always felt it was safe to be friends with an older man. Oh my! I was freaking wrong? In the late hours of the night, we headed to the movies. I really needed to leave the house to cool my anger after a fight with my husband before he left for work (He works at night). Watching a movie was the ideal solution for me at that point. Even though my older friend doesn’t watch movies, he offered to drive me and to keep me company while we are at the movies. Let me remind you that we (myself and the elder friend) were clean buddies, never uttered anything nasty or done anything wrong. He was just a listening ear to my woes and me to his. He continued to stare at me as we parked in the lot. He claimed it was the first time I had ever looked so gorgeous. This was incredibly encouraging for my bruised ego, as my husband had stopped complimenting me a decade ago. He took my hand and kissed my fingers, noticing how long and thin they were. I felt good and had shivers. It was a chilly December night, and I was starting to notice the heat in the automobile. I made no attempt to stop him. Then he bent over to give me a kiss after unbuckling his belt from his seat. He kissed my lips and It was a nice, wet feeling. I didn’t struggle. I gave him a kiss in return, even though I knew it was inappropriate. My husband and I had constant arguments and he stopped complimenting me. He made me feel like a fellow man and at this point, what I was doing with my older friend didn’t matter. I told him straight out that, it was the finest kiss I had ever had. We kept on smooching and kissing for a little longer. He asked if I wanted to spend the night in a hotel. I knew that going to the hotel would make me lose my morality because I didn’t want to sleep with him. In addition, my headache had become more intense. Instead, I requested him to take me home in his car. He wasn’t pushy; instead, he was kind and accommodating. His smell was too alluring for me, so I walked and took a seat in the back seat of the vehicle to avoid him. He began to take me home, but as soon as he pulled out of the parking lot, he turned around, got back in the slot, silenced the engine, and then returned to sit next to me. He declared that he was going to give me the love and affection I so much needed that evening and as soon as he left the parking lot, he turned around and returned back to the parking lot and turned the car engine off. He declared that he was going to give me the love and affection I so much needed that evening. I dozed off on his lap as he rubbed my pounding forehead, stroked my hair, and stroked my neck. I grinned at him since he was acting so sweet. He leaned in to give me another kiss. That’s when I went insane. He was toying with my bouncy breasts, and I could see through his trousers that he had a boner; the kiss was greater than the last one. We kept playing about, and even though he was not finished, he still made me feel special by licking and fingering me. I had two orgasms. This older man was giving me the time of my life, and he didn’t even take his cock out or touch it, so I felt bad—not because I was cheating on my husband but because of my morals. He declined my offer to touch him down there. I kept insisting and before I could say “jack”,He was making love to me passionately in the rear of his car in a public dark parking lot. No! I wasn’t protected; just as he was about to reach his climax, he pulled it from me. I have never made love like this in my entire life. I don’t care that I simultaneously felt snarky, sultry, and special *Smile* Unfortunately, we both agreed that this was enough, and we are now just friends again, bickering over random things in life. I may remember that night for the rest of my life and I will carry it with me to the grave.
Men, prioritize your wives and her needs so you don’t end up with regrets.
