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It's about time you and I had a little chat, isn't it? I've seen the way you look at me when I'm wearing tights. I've seen the way you stare. I've seen the way your cock grows in your trousers. There's something you should know. Even though we're married, we're never going to have sex. It's not going to happen. I don't want you to feel sad or feel hurt. I might allow you, maybe once a week - twice on your birthday and Christmas, maybe Easter - to masturbate in front of me. What is going to happen is, I'm going to fuck a hot man. And when I get home from fucking a hot man, I'm going to tell you all about it. I'll still be your wife. We'll be like any other married couple except that you'll never, ever get to put your cock in here.