Chapter Three
It wasn’t always this way, of course. Henry and I began our marriage like any other couple. I mean, like a normal couple. At the beginning we had lots of s*x. Looking back, it was almost entirely vanilla, with little sign of what was to come. We both believed in fidelity, and by and large abided by it. Once or twice I strayed. I remember once at a party, I got a little drunk. Henry was in the kitchen, talking shop with some guy. There was this man who asked me to dance. Soon he was rubbing up against me and I could feel his c**k was hard. I let him manoeuvre me outside and he took me round the back of the house. I intended only a few kisses, maybe a little bit of fumbling, but that was all. Suddenly I found myself with my face to the wall and my knickers about my knees. He e
