Three years ago, I married the man I met through work. Even after marriage, my husband, a web director, and I, a freelance writer, maintained an equal partnership, respecting each other's careers. We didn't have children, but I thought we'd continue to live peacefully and contentedly with my kind and dependable husband... That is, until "that man" appeared before me. He's the man I revered as "Master" during my student days, the one who instilled in my body an unfathomable pleasure. I tried to resist the resurfacing memories and the pleasure etched into my flesh... but it was no use.
Madonna
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