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wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I took small steps until I was standing next to the bed. He walked in front of me. His large, warm palms came to rest on my shoulders.
    “Breathe. Absolutely nothing will happen here tonight that you don’t want. I am just here to help you bridge the gap that has come between you and your husband. Since your husband doesn’t see the gap, I want to help you show him how much better things could be so he will no longer be satisfied with the way things are, but want to change them the same way that y ou do.” John gave me a smile that calmed my heart and slowed my breathing. I nodded in response. Slowly, his palms slid down my arms until he was gripping both my hands in his. “Now, I would like for you to take off your dress so I can see what you have on underneath.”
    Before I could think too hard about it, I pulled my dress up and over my head. As it hit the floor, I squeezed my eyes closed. I didn’t like seeing myself naked, let alone allowing this sexy stranger. I wasn’t the twiggy little thing that most men found attractive, but I was doing this for my relationship with my husband. I wanted our marriage to be the one everyone envied. We had everything but a hot sex life, and if this was what would take to get there, I’d do it.
    “Don’t close your eyes like tha t. You are incredibly beautiful,” John said from in front of me, but I could hear his shoes moving along the carpet as he moved behind me. I jumped when his hands came to rest on my hips. “You have these wonderful hips to hold onto.” His hands skimmed up my sides to cup my breasts in my bra. “And these luscious breasts. Any man would be lucky to have these to feast upon.”
    I hadn’t had someone compliment me in so long, let alone tell me that I was beautiful. My face was burning a bright red, but my panties were getting damp at the same time, just from a few simple words and tender touches. I swallowed and tried not to let it show in my voice, “Um, thank you.”
    “No. Thank you for letting me rest my eyes on such a wonderful sight. You are a true woman with beautiful curves. Now, we have to get your husband to appreciate them and show it. I don’t think that’ll be very hard though.” John gave me a smile as he took one of my hands and slowly lead me closer to the bed. He turned me so that the bed was at my back before he dropped my hand. He stepped closer to me, close enough that I could feel the brush of the slacks on his thighs against mine and the soft cotton of his shirt against my peaked nipples. “Now I want you to lay down on the bed, face up, legs spread, hands above your head. Show him the piece of heaven that awaits him there.”
    Gulping, I climbed up on the bed and laid on my back while John’s eyes stayed on me the whole time. It took me a few breaths and some mental cheerleading to get myself to spread my legs and raise my hands over my head. Never before had I put myself in such a vulnerable position. I was exposing all the parts of my body that made me self-conscious. My belly, my thighs, my droopy breasts… Hell, even my pussy was exposed, and that wasn’t something I normally didn’t put on display ever . I just kept repeating it would be worth it in my head until I was finally positioned the way he’d requested.
    “Yes, that’s perfect. I am only going to put a blindfold over your eyes, but if you close your legs, I will bind them to the bed. If you bring your arms down, I will tie them up. Do you understand? You will be safe. Your husband will be here, but I need you to trust me that putting yourself in a semi uncomfortable position will make this process go much faster.” John asked. The British accent in his voice was barely noticeable as his voice dropped an octave deeper, and his hand came to rest on one of my ankles. He was standing at the foot of the bed looking me over.
    “Yes, I understand.” I struggled to get the words out of my dry, nervous throat. He winked