I got married to my husband as a virg!n and prior to this, I've always prayed for my husband to be a s3x freak, so as to make me feel like a woman all the time.
On our wedding night my husband broke my v!rginity but after that day he never touched me again. No matter how much I dress to look attractive he wouldn't even look at me.
We became like brother's and sisters at home . Although my husband could be very romantic but he would never go under my skirt.
Things got worse when he finished building his personal house. At first when we moved in, we were both sleeping on the same bed, in the same room. But on one night, I got so h0rny and I needed the touch of my husband but he refused, giving thesame excuse that he was tired.
The next morning on the dinning, my husband asked me to pack my things and go to a different room. I was surprised because husband and wife normally stays together in one room and do everything together.
I got pissed off and refused but before I knew it, he had already moved my things to a different room and asked me to stay there because I always disturb him for s3x as if it was food.
Three months into my marriage my husband rebuked me of seeing any of my female friends. He said if I was to see any of my female friends it must be when he is around. He refused to give me reasons to this no matter how much I pushed him.
Things weren't going as I wanted because my husband has only touched me once, and that was our wedding night.
One afternoon while I was sleeping my husband came home and woke me up. He then introduced a man to me identifying him as our new house help.
I at first disagreed with the decision but he romantically held me and made love to me so I gave in. This was the second time my husband was making out with me ever since our marriage.
The guy was so hot and cute any woman could fall at his feet because of how seductive his physics were.
I began lusting after him and wanted him on my bed . Little by little I began seducing him until he fell for it and we made out. Ever since that day, we began having each other to ourselves and I no longer beg or worry my husband for love making.
One day while we were kissing and romancing in the parlour, my best friend walked in on us. As soon as we noticed her entrance we buckled up but it was already too late.
I asked him to leave the parlour while I gave my friend a sit and began begging her. The first thing she asked was the reason for my action. I had no choice but to tell her about I and my husband love making life.
She was surprised at how my husband would refuse to make love to a beautiful girl like me. At this point she dropped the threat of telling my husband and we both together started making plans on what was the problem.
After giving so much thoughts she advised I check his phone when ever I have the chance.......
TO BE CONTINUED
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