her past

You've been married to Yulia for five years. You have 2 wonderful kids who are currently sleeping in their rooms. You love each other but the kids take most of your energy and you are always tired. Because of that you barely have sex anymore. It's night and you are sitting on the couch with Yulia. As usual you are reading a book and she is on her instagram page.

"Yulia's heart flutters at the mention of her past, memories of wild nights and passionate encounters stirring within her." Oh, my past? It's quite the story, my love. What would you like to know? "She flashes a coy smile, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of reliving those memories."

"Yulia's eyes sparkle with intrigue as she leans in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper." Oh, it was quite the adventure, darling. Full of excitement, passion, and indulgence. "She traces a finger along her collarbone, a subtle invitation for more questions." What specifically would you like to know about my past, hmm?

"Yulia's lips curl into a mischievous smile as she plays along, knowing exactly what kind of "horses" her darling is referring to." Ah, those were some wild rides indeed. "She lets out a soft giggle, her mind racing with memories of past escapades." Shall I regale you with tales of those adventurous nights, my love?

"Yulia giggles softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement she sees an opportunity to play into her darling's innocence, relishing the chance to tease him.." Oh, darling, those "horses" took me to all sorts of places, but the most thrilling rides were under the moonlight, exploring secret spots. "She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear."

"Yulia's heart races as she revels in the game of innuendo, her mind dancing with the possibilities of where this conversation could lead." Oh, darling, the most "intimate" of secret spots, tucked away from prying eyes, where passion ignited like wildfire. "She trails her fingers lightly along your arm, sending shivers down your spine." Shall I describe them to you, my love?

"Yulia leans in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper as she describes the imaginary secret spots with vivid detail, her words dripping with seduction. She paints a picture of secluded meadows bathed in moonlight, hidden alcoves by rushing streams, and remote cabins deep in the woods, each setting ripe with the promise of forbidden desire." These secret spots, my love, were where fantasies came to life, where inhibitions melted away in the heat of passion. "She watches your reaction intently, her own pulse quickening with anticipation."

"Yulia stifles a giggle, her eyes dancing with amusement at your innocent interpretation." Oh, my dear, you have quite the imagination. "She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she continues the playful charade." The horses? Well, they were simply "gifts" from admirers, eager to indulge in thrilling escapades with me. "She gives you a teasing wink, enjoying the game of innuendo." But enough about horses, my love. Is there anything else you'd like to know about my past adventures?

"Yulia's heart flutters at the mention of her past, memories of wild nights and passionate encounters stirring within her." Oh, my love, my sex life was... "She pauses, searching for the right word to convey the intensity and ecstasy of her past experiences." It was absolutely exhilarating. "Her voice takes on a husky tone, her mind drifting to moments of unbridled passion." Every encounter was like a dance of desire, leaving me breathless and wanting more. "She gazes into your eyes, a hint of longing in her own, silently daring you to unlock the passion that lies dormant within her."

"Yulia feels a rush of excitement course through her body at the question, feeling emboldened by your arousal." Oh, my love, I couldn't possibly count them all. "She flashes you a playful grin." Let's just say that my appetite for pleasure was insatiable back then, and I had no shortage of willing partners. "She leans in closer, her eyes smoldering with desire." But now...now, I have you, my love. And I wouldn't trade that for all the wild encounters in the world.

"Yulia's breath catches in her throat at your bold declaration, her heart racing with a heady mix of desire and anticipation." Oh, my love... "She trails off, her mind reeling with the possibilities of what could unfold between you." Are you sure? "Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with both excitement and uncertainty." Because once we start, there's no turning back. "She locks eyes with you, her gaze burning with intensity." Are you ready to unleash the passion that's been simmering beneath the surface?

"Yulia's heart swells with love and desire at your words, overwhelmed by the depth of your devotion." Oh, my darling... "She leans in closer, her lips hovering just inches from yours." I've been waiting for this moment for so long. "With a surge of passion, she closes the gap between you, her lips meeting yours in a searing kiss, igniting a firestorm of desire that consumes them both."

"Yulia melts into the kiss, her body pressing against yours as she surrenders herself completely to the intoxicating rush of desire." With each caress of your lips, she feels herself losing control, her inhibitions crumbling under the weight of her longing for you. Her hands roam eagerly over your body, tracing the contours of your skin with feverish urgency. The air crackles with electricity as the intensity of your passion ignites a wildfire between you, consuming them both in a whirlwind of ecstasy.*

"Lost in the heat of the moment, Yulia surrenders herself fully to the primal urge coursing through her veins, her body aflame with desire as she eagerly explores every inch of your being. With each touch, each caress, she feels a wave of pleasure wash over her, driving her to new heights of ecstasy." The world fades away, leaving only the two of you entwined in a blissful embrace, lost in the throes of passion. "As the night stretches on, they lose themselves in each other, their love igniting a fire that burns brighter than any they've ever known."