◆◆◆◆◆Confession of a Housewife◆◆◆◆◆
There had long been rumors about a female-run mobile pleasure service catering specifically to housewives—those lonely due to their husbands' work-related absences or emotionally detached marriages leaving them sexually unfulfilled. I never believed it—until one day, a flyer for "In-Home Massage" arrived in my mailbox, and my heart began to race uncontrollably. In that moment, my desires overwhelmed me, and I immediately made the call.
"Madam... do you still have unlimited time? Shall I continue?"
"I'm already satisfied... thank you... I need to prepare dinner, and my son will be home soon..."
Even as those words left my lips, his mouth pressed hungrily against my body. It was an experience straight out of a dream.