Day Zero
I am not sure how I should write this, hell I’m not even sure if I should write it. I was a happily married man with a boring job in a secretive world that required a security clearance, a job that I could not discuss. As a result of my oh so boring job and it’s slightly more than average salary, I had the benefits of a wonderful four bedroomed executive house in a designer estate with all the essential mod cons and a beautiful wife who was attentive to my every need. Every need that is, except one. She refused any form of sexual contact with me. So why does it happen to so many men? Their eyes wander. Is it because their wives and loved one’s tire of sex? Many men have an insatiable appetite, so I am told, mine, I feel is satiable. It just wasn’t getting sated. My dreams were erotic; my life was anything but. So, one day, back then before the events that I am about to relate, things changed. I was sat on my leather sofa, watching some chap getting his every need attended to...