A few years into our marriage, I had become so sexless that I couldn't even remember the last time my husband and I had sex. Perhaps I had reached the limit of sexual frustration. After my husband went out to catch shrimp, I resisted verbally but ended up reaching a maddening climax at the behest of his subordinate. I told myself it would be just this once, but my body craved him and I couldn't maintain my rationality. With each secret meeting, I sank deeper, drowning in body-numbing sex with him...
