I am now 28 years old, and I have been married for five years. My husband is 30, yet we are already sexless.
He proposed to me in the third year of working at a major food import company, and we got married.
For the first two years, we had sex about once a week.
He is a serious person and doesn't seem to have had many sexual relationships with other women, so our sex was always very self-centered.
It lasted about 10 minutes, 20 minutes at most, so I never understood the feeling of 'coming'.
I learned the reality of sex when I went on a trip with friends.
My married friends with children knew true pleasure and said they always felt ecstasy during their weekly sex.
The other two friends also experienced orgasms through affairs and relationships, leaving me feeling left out.
Recently, even the 10-minute sex has stopped with the excuse of being 'tired'.
I was relieving my frustration through masturbation.
There was a part-time job opening at a gynecology clinic near my house, so I started working there three days a week from 9 AM to 5 PM.
There are two of us working there, and the other person, who is also around 30, is also dissatisfied with her sex life with her husband. She relieves her frustration by going dancing twice a week.
I joined a dance school through her introduction.
Many people are learning to dance influenced by 'Shall We Dance'.
However, there are few young people like me; most are between 40 and 60 years old.
The youngest men are around 45, and some are as old as 70.
We had to choose a partner, so I asked a man around 50 who runs his own business.
He is quite tall at 178 cm, while I am 158 cm, so there is a significant height difference.
But he is a sportsman with a muscular build, which I don't dislike.
After about six months, we started going to other dance clubs for competitions.
We practiced about three times a week for that.
Since I always got home around 7 PM, he once invited me, saying, 'How about having dinner together sometimes?'
We had drinks and various conversations.
The conversation turned to my personal life, and under the influence of alcohol, I vented my frustrations about my husband.
He also revealed that he hardly talks to his wife and hasn't had any night activities for the past two or three years.
He then invited me, saying, 'Shall we go dancing at a city hotel?' and we went to a hotel with a nightclub.
During the dance time, we embraced and danced like lovers.
We danced to intense Latin music until we were sweaty and exhausted.
When he suggested, 'Shall we get a room and wash off the sweat?' I nodded without thinking.
As soon as we entered the room, he hugged me and gave me a passionate kiss.
'I've actually liked you for a long time, but since you're married and so am I, I couldn't say it.
But tonight, I want to hold you,' he confessed.
'Yes, I've also been interested in you, but since we're both married, I couldn't say it either,' I admitted.
He filled the bathtub with water, dimmed the room, and started undressing.
While I was still in my underwear, he hugged me and gave me a deep kiss.
I realized my panties were wet.
'Don't rush. I'll get naked,' I said, stopping him and undressing completely.
But since I wasn't wearing special underwear, I quietly put them away.
Before getting into the bath, he pushed me onto the bed.
His penis was erect, pointing towards the ceiling, and my Venus mound, covered with thin hair, revealed slightly parted labia, showing red, tender flesh.
He gently licked the pointed clitoris above the slit.
'Let me take a bath first; it's dirty,' I said, but he continued licking the valley with his tongue and sucking the sensitive clitoris.
'Ah, no, if you do that, I'll come right away,' I cried.
When he sucked my bell-shaped breasts and small nipples, I couldn't help but scream, 'No, put it in quickly.'
I grabbed his hair and pulled.
If he didn't penetrate me soon, I felt like I would come immediately.
I grabbed his erect penis and pushed it into my secret place.
His penis, shining wet like a mushroom, penetrated my vagina.
'Ah, no, if you go deeper, I'll come. It's so hot. It's incomparable to my husband,' I said, reaching ecstasy immediately, shaking my vagina, pressing my clitoris against his waist, and wrapping my legs around his waist, moving vigorously.
I reached complete orgasm, even squirting.
His penis remained hard, deep inside my vagina, not moving for a while.
This must be love. He was holding back his ejaculation, thinking of my feelings.
'You can come inside. I have a retroverted uterus, so I can't have children,' I reassured him, encouraging him to ejaculate.
We continued having sex for about 30 minutes, changing positions to doggy style and cowgirl.
I probably came more than ten times.
Indeed, as my friends said, this was the pleasure of sex.
'I've never come this much in my life. I've never felt this pleasure before, so from now on, I won't have sex with anyone but you,' I said.
'Shall I come now?' he said, shaking his hips wildly and ejaculating intensely.
I couldn't believe we had sex for an hour and a half.
Both his penis and my vagina were quite red and swollen, stinging in the bath.
After that, I asked for it once more, and I got home around 3 AM.
My husband was snoring, and I laid out a futon in a different room and slept.
I won't sleep in the same room as my husband anymore.
It was a night that made me seriously consider divorce.
