I've been married to Linda for nearly three decades, and while I still love her deeply, our s*x life has become... routine. Predictable. Boring, even. She's always been a bit reserved in the bedroom, but in the early years of our marriage, she was willing to experiment, to push boundaries. Now, it's like making love with a sleepwalker – mechanical, detached.
I've tried talking to her about it, but she just brushes me off, saying she's tired or not in the mood. I'm tired too, for God's sake! But that doesn't stop me from wanting to r****h her, to make her scream my name in ecstasy. I miss the Linda who would let me tie her up, who would beg me to s***k her, who would do filthy, degrading things just to please me.
So, I've resorted to more drastic measures. I've been secretly reading
