My name was Quinn Clarke. I was 26 years old.I had a great figure and good looks, and I worked as a teacher at a private middle school. But underneath all of that, the truth was that I was just a wife who had been starved for a very long time.My husband, Garrett Weber, was getting older. His performance in the bedroom kept getting worse, and his interest in me was fading. He could not satisfy me anymore. Even when I wore my finest lingerie and paraded around in front of him, he could barely get hard. Every night, deep in the dark, I had to take care of my own needs.This kind of life left me aching with desire. I even started to fantasize about being pinned down by a strong man and taken roughly. I knew these fantasies were wrong.After all, I was a married woman with a husband. However, the longer this went on, the more my ridiculous thoughts grew. I could not stop them. Hence, I threw myself into my work instead.Then, one day, I squeezed onto the morning rush hour subway as
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