She Is 9
Copyright© 2026 by RogueTen
Chapter 3
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A saintly yoga wife, her burned-out "nice guy" husband, and a creepy basement janitor slip into one messed-up loop of lust, guilt and voyeurism. This isn’t about cheating, it’s about something worse: when you suddenly realize it turns you on to see your perfect little world get dragged through the mud – and you don’t want it to stop.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband RAAC DomSub Humiliation Light Bond Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Swinging Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Oriental Male White Couple Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Spitting Squirting Voyeurism Public Sex Prostitution
At home, Yuri found his wife eating fruit.
“Hi,” she said without getting up. “Want some?”
“You know how I feel about ‘healthy food’...”
“‘Pretty but not tasty’? Yes, yes, I know. Still -- foolish. Health, of course, is an insufficient condition for everything in life, but it’s a necessary one.”
Yuri shrugged. He was still upset about how his wife had snapped at him for “whining” earlier. Annette felt her husband’s mood, but she didn’t have the strength to make peace with him. Her mind kept circling her cheating in the stairwell and the courier’s visit. And more than that -- the thought that men saw her only as something to have sex with. Annette hated that thought.
And because her husband was also a man, the beauty decided he wouldn’t be getting sex any time soon.
“Is that what he’s with me for -- to have a pretty woman on tap?” she thought. “Maybe if I stop giving it to him, he’ll leave. Maybe all his love is just lust, dressed up in pretty words and decent deeds.”
That’s how hard sex with the old immigrant had hit her. Annette tried to understand what was happening with the janitor through what was happening with her husband, stubbornly repeating to herself that she had no “relationship” with the janitor at all.
After an evening of hardly any conversation, Yuri assumed he would at least get sex. He was wrong. Annette brushed off his hands, said she wasn’t in the mood.
The next day -- the same. In that way, Annette “balanced” her an overly charged sexual bond with Omar by withholding intimacy from her husband. The yogi set up a cruel experiment on her spouse: could a man love her without sex, or would he, like the courier, call her a bitch for not giving it and walk out? Was she only a sexual object for Yuri, too?
Abstinence, even for a few days, was brutal for a bank director. Especially with how cold she was in everyday conversation. Yuri began to think he hadn’t simply spoiled Annette -- he’d ruined her. That she didn’t respect him at all anymore, didn’t grant his needs and desires even the smallest shred of regard. A classic pampered shrew.
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