I had been sexually frustrated. My husband and I were in a rut, our life monotonous.
The nightlife was gone, and comforting my own body alone had become routine.
I had thought about having a no-strings-attached relationship, but I never had the courage.
But suddenly, the door opened.
'You're sexually frustrated, aren't you?' my neighbor said, and I couldn't respond.
A rough kiss, his body demanding mine instinctively.
He satisfied me both physically and emotionally. This is the kind of sex I've always wanted…
