After my sister listened to my complaints about my husband, she volunteered to give me a massage to help me relax. It wasn't until I lay down that I realized the person looking for acupressure points on my body was my sister...
After my sister listened to my complaints about my husband, she volunteered to give me a massage to help me relax. It wasn't until I lay down that I realized the person looking for acupressure points on my body was my sister...
During my university years, I was young and naive, and ended up having four abortions due to poor choices in partners.
Now, unable to have children, I was stuck in a loveless marriage with an older man who was impotent.
Living in such a marriage was tough, and I vented to my sister about the unsatisfactory aspects of my married life.
Little did I know, she took it to heart and secretly arranged for one of the students from my school.
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My name was Elaine Patel, I was 33 years old, and I taught at a vocational medical school.
My husband, Darien Todd, was ten years older than me, unemployed, and entirely dependent on me for his living expenses.
His body had been ruined by excessive drinking.
In our three years of marriage, he only managed to be intimate with me a handful of times, each lasting no more than five minutes.
I was a normal woman, and even though I couldn't have children, my desires hadn't diminished at all.
I used to handle things myself, but recently, I realized that it no longer sufficed.
Taking advantage of the weekend, I invited my sister Eleanor Patel, who drove a taxi, over to my house to vent.
But instead of joining me in criticizing Darien as usual, she suddenly said, "Elaine, I don't want to drive a taxi anymore. Can you teach me massage therapy?"
Naturally, I didn't refuse and said, "Then lie down and experience it for yourself."
Eleanor shook her head and said, "I've watched you enough to learn a few tricks."
Before I knew it, she had stripped me down and dragged me to the bedroom, leaving me covered with just a bath towel.
Feeling helpless, I turned to her and said, "Eleanor, massage isn't as simple as you think."
Watching her clumsy attempts, I felt anxious afraid she had ruin my essential oils.
Perhaps annoyed by my constant talking, she placed a heated eye mask over my eyes.
"Just guide me as needed. I'm going to the bathroom, wait for me." Eleanor said.
Eleanor was quite stubborn, so to avoid an argument, I waited patiently.
I wasn't sure if it was a stomach issue, but I waited for a long time and she still hadn't returned.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, someone climbed onto the bed.
I was about to remove the eye mask when I heard Eleanor's voice asking, "Is the pressure okay?"
Hearing her voice, I relaxed and focused on the sensation, saying, "It's good. I didn't realize you had such a knack for this."
I wasn't just flattering her; her skill was indeed impressive.
I was surprised that her usually delicate frame could hold such strength.
After five minutes, her hands slowly moved down from my shoulder blades to my lower back.
When she pressed on my waist, I realized something was off.
Someone who had never studied massage wouldn't know about the sacral acupuncture points, yet her hands were right there.
Instinctively, I tore off the heated eye mask, and in that moment, all three of us froze!
I quickly clutched the bath towel and shouted, "Cristian Blake? What are you doing here?"
Cristian was a student in my class, and his unexpected presence completely threw me off.
Cristian was equally shocked by my outburst and looked nervously at my sister.
I finally snapped out of it, realizing this was all Eleanor's doing. I said angrily, "Eleanor!"
Seeing me get angry, she rushed over to calm me down and said, "I asked him to come in, but I did it for your good."
"For my good? He's my student! How am I supposed to face him after this?" I said.
"So what if he's a student?" Eleanor raised an eyebrow and said, "We're all adults here."
I didn't want to argue with her anymore and turned to Cristian, saying, "Get off the bed and go back to school. Don't make me call your parents!"
Hearing my words, Eleanor's temper flared, and she suddenly pinned my hands down, saying, "Cristian, keep going. I'll handle it if anything goes wrong!"
I thought Cristian would be too scared to act, but surprisingly, he followed Eleanor's instructions.
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