I had been careful to maintain my consciousness as a woman... or so I thought. However, my husband never even glanced at me, and loneliness piled up within me. One day, a man came visiting. He seemed to be selling corrective underwear door-to-door. Though it seemed odd, I decided to try it on in the hopes of catching my husband's attention. As the corrective underwear tightened around my body, I found it strangely comfortable, and being touched by another man only served to arouse my desires... From that day forward, I secretly began to look forward to his visits...
