When your marriage reaches a point where the couple is drifting apart, it can get exhausting. For the past year, living and struggling in a dead marriage with my wife had become mentally and emotionally draining. We hardly spoke to each other or got intimate—it was like the spark and love had permanently faded off from our marriage and it was just two roommates living with each other.
Sex took a back seat when we got too busy in our respective work lives. It had been months since my wife and I had sex because I just didn’t feel attracted to her anymore. I hadn’t felt any excitement to make love to her. Our marriage had reached a dead-end and I was desperately trying to look for ways to revive it.
I tried my best to keep this marriage alive, but my wife seemed to have lost interest in me. Once she even yelled at me saying, “You can’t get it up anymore!” That was not true because I did feel turned on at times, but not enough to have wild and pleasurable sex.
But things changed drastically once I did something I shouldn’t have. My business required me to travel to Thailand and out of the blue, I decided to get a massage at the end of a really stressful day. There were back-to-back meetings and massage seemed like the perfect option available since Thailand is known for amazing and sensual massages. I was led into a massage room and then came in a young, beautiful woman who greeted me first and began with a great massage. In the middle of the massage, her hand got dangerously close to my private parts. And to my utter shock, I was getting turned on. She looked at me innocently and I hinted that I wanted her to keep going. I don’t know what came over me but I just wanted to keep going. It had been a long time since I felt this way and now, I didn’t want it to stop.
She began giving me a hand job and her soft hands felt amazing. It wasn’t long before I climaxed and now I understood why it was called a happy ending massage. I decided to keep this a secret and when I reached home the next day, I wanted to do something romantic for my wife. I organised a candlelight dinner on our balcony and even prepared good food. My wife looked really happy and content with this gesture. Later, I took our business into the bedroom and let’s just say, we had the time of our lives. We finally had sex and I was turned on the entire time. My wife also looked really satisfied. She had a natural blush on her cheeks.
Even if the massage was an immoral act for our marriage, it actually repaired what was missing in between me and my wife. An entire year of no sex was repaired by one happy ending massage. But I know that if I reveal this to my wife, things would get worse, so I decided finally to take this secret to the grave.