I want to have sex every day. My kind husband has been fulfilling this unreasonable request for years. It's because I'm grateful that I couldn't say, even if my mouth were torn apart, that I'm still not satisfied… To escape from the days trapped by gratitude and guilt towards my husband, I chose a double life. When my husband is at home, I am a good wife. In exchange, I want to be free with myself during the afternoons on weekdays when he's at work. During the mid-afternoon on weekdays when my husband sweats and works hard. The wife sheds her fluids and surrenders her body to strangers.
