The Secret Escape

Martha had just woken up thinking it was day time and wondering why the alarm clock never rang. She stretched out her hands to look at her watch and found that it was 3 am in the morning. It was still pretty early to wake up. But then she noticed that her husband's throbbing penis was beating the back of her butt. It was rock hard and she couldn't resist the temptation of touching it. Soon a stream of desire started to flow through her bodyso much that she used her right hand to grab the p***s and started stroking it. She closed her eyes as she stroked, taking short deep breaths to accompany it. Her hands soon went searching for her tits and she started fondling them. The hardness of her husband's c**k made her want him so badly. She needed attention and so she started shaking him so he could wake up, but he was sleeping deeply. When she finally got a response from him, all he did was turn and face the other direction.This annoyed Martha who felt the frustration of being rejected once again. And it was the second day in a row that her husband, Steven, had ignored her needs for fulfiment. She remembered how the night before he came home telling her he was too tired and had to wake up early. Now this night he still ignored her. And she was burning with desire. The urge was so great, the need tremendous. But she held on without protesting and managed to suffer in silence,this second rejection by keeping it all to herself. She had never felt so disappointed in her life like she was feeling right now. And she didn't know how she could explain it to Steven. 'Would he understand me?' As she lay down beside him, she thought of the many ways she could bring the subject matter to his attention. But the ideas that were forthcoming seemed so mixed up and confusing that she abandoned them all. When morning came and Steven went to work, Martha still fresh with the thought of the night's rejection, quickly got on the phone and called her best friend Audrey Reevers. "Martha what an early caller you are," "Is it a bad moment to talk," "I like to talk if that's what you want to do," "Look I don't know if it's a good idea talking on the phone or we meet." "I could come over or you come to my place. Whichever." Soon they agreed to meet at Martha's house. And in a matter of minutes,Audrey appeared at Martha's house. As soon as she entered she saw the expression of worry on her friend's face. "Well you don't look so good do you?" she said putting a hand to Martha's cheeks "Audrey should I be worried about my marriage?" Audrey took a sharp look at her friend and wondered why she had asked that question. "And just what are you talking about?" "I'm beginning to think Steven doesn't find me attractive anymore," "Really? And just how did you arrive at that conclusion?" Audrey put her hands to her chin as they sat down in the kitchen. She was getting curious and paid close attention. "Okay look I've been having quite a few rejections lately, you know, intimately speaking I mean." "Oh you mean s*x!" "Does it have to be that loud before you understand what I'm talking about?" "Well at 45 you're still good looking, so I don't find anything wrong with you:" "Yeah I know that, but what is wrong is you are not my husband," "Okay so then get your husband to know how you feel." "Audrey I wish it was that simple. I mean I just wish he could just read me and come on me without me telling him to do so." "Well sometimes you've got to speak out if you want to be heard. " "I get it you don't want to help me." Martha held Audrey's arms like she was imploring her to save the situation. "And how do I do that?" "How is it on your side, I mean is the s*x good?"