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The overwhelming problems some people face in the course of their lives can frequently lead them to commit acts which they would never consider under usual circumstances.
There is the employee who, laid off from his job, stoops to theft to feed his family; the witness who perjures himself in order to save a friend; the football player who, under immense pressure to perform extremely difficult plays, takes drugs in the belief that they will improve his performance.
Sharon Hart is one of these desperate people, for her problem—an inability to achieve complete sexual satisfaction with her husband—leads her to accept shame and degradation at the hands of individuals who only wish to use and abuse her.
Her story is that of a young wife shattered by life’s realities, namely, an unfulfilled marriage.
THE WIFE’S YOUNG LOVERS . . . a novel about a society which too often ignores a person’s cry for help.
My fingers, cuntlips and thighs were sticky with pussy juice. A street light in the alley behind our house gave just enough light to see the outline of my sleeping husband’s hard-on. I thought about it and squirmed restlessly.
I’d tossed and turned for hours. Me, Mrs. Sharon Hart, wife of promising criminal attorney, John Hart, fingering myself in the dark. I’d done it at least a half-dozen times since I’d come out of my fitful sleep. It hadn’t done much good—it never did! In the five years we’d been married, John and I had fucked on the average of twice a day. I also jacked-off at least three times in between. Even my monthly didn’t stop us. When it came around we switched holes.
John really enjoyed it, but I had a problem. I never climaxed. It wasn’t his fault. He was really an expert in bed. He had no trouble getting me ready. The need would build and build. I’d reach the crest and it would peter out, instead of exploding. The hurt and frustrations had been building with each time until I couldn’t stand it any more.
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