Hands-On Affair

My name was Stefan Smith. I was a married man with a modestly successful career.They said that women thrived in their thirties, while men started to fall apart. After all, we were faced with endless workdays and constant drinking at business dinners. It didn't take long before my performance in bed took a sharp decline. My body was nothing like it had been in my twenties.Every time it came to doing my "duty", I felt dread. The next day, I'd inevitably have to drag myself to work or on a business trip, completely exhausted.It was that time of the night again. My wife slipped into a set of sexy lingerie and climbed into bed. Her soft hands wandered all over my body.Alara Golding was 26 years old this year. She was right in her prime. She had smooth, fair skin and incredible curves. That lace outfit only made it worse. Her long legs alone were enough to drive any man crazy.When we first met, I used to lift those legs every night. We were so loud that the neighbors upstairs and d

Hannah's cherry red lips looked inviting. She wore a slightly sheer lip gloss, which made them even more enticing. I wondered what they would feel like on my…She picked up the oil and, through the thin fabric of my underwear, let a drop fall there. Then, she began to move her fingers gently.A sharp current shot up my spine. The sensation was overwhelming. I couldn't even speak. My mind was completely lost in the pleasurable feeling. I was unable to think at all.Hannah was touching my most sensitive spot. She pinched lightly with three fingers, almost like she was playing with a marble, flicking it one moment, and rolling it in her palm the next.Waves of electrifying sensation pulsed through my lower abdomen, rising and falling.Hannah watched intently. There was a hint of envy and desire in her gaze. That focused look somehow gave her an unexpected, refined charm.She smiled faintly. "It looks like the treatment is working. You've already recovered about 80%."I couldn't car

Alara fell asleep by the bed, clearly still unsatisfied.The next morning, when I woke up, she had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for me. Warmth filled my chest.Thinking about how frustrated she'd been the night before, and how helpless I'd been, I made a silent vow. Next time, no matter what, I wouldn't cross the line with Hannah again. I'd bring my best self home to Alara.Before long, the next weekend arrived. I took a shower and got dressed.Alara even opened the door for me, smiling as she said, "Baby, make sure you get proper treatment. I'll be waiting for you tonight."Her eyes scrunched up as she smiled.I swore to myself again that I would get better. I couldn't keep getting involved with someone else.Soon enough, I was back at that men's physiotherapy clinic.The same guy greeted me. He recognized me immediately and smirked. "Had fun last time, huh? You're back again already."I just smiled without answering and headed upstairs. It was the same room as

The more I held it in, the more satisfied I felt.This time, when I got home, I was sure I'd finally be able to satisfy Alara. After what felt like forever, I made it back and pushed the door open eagerly.The moment Alara saw me, she rushed over and kissed me. "Baby, how was the treatment this time?"I patted my chest with confidence. "There's definitely no problem this time. I feel great.""That's amazing!" She was so happy that she practically jumped. She wrapped her arms around my neck and showered me with kisses. "Come on. Let's go to the bedroom." I held her close and led her inside.We started off passionately. At first, I felt strong and confident. However, as time went on, the feeling faded. Before long, I was completely soft again.Seeing this, Alara sighed. "Why is it like this again? Did you cheat on me?"I quickly explained, "Of course not. I came straight home after the treatment. I wanted to be with you while it was still working. I don't know why it's soft agai