I've been a devoted wife for years, and every day, I find myself craving more and more intense pleasure. Alone in the house, I decided to indulge in some self-pleasure, my mind filled with thoughts of my loving spouse. As I began to touch myself, my imagination ran wild, picturing my husband's face, his eyes filled with desire, his hands exploring my body just as I was exploring my own.The ecstasy built up inside me, my breath hitching with every movement. I could feel my husband's presence in the room, his spirit fueling my desire. The climax was overwhelming, a wave of pleasure that left me weak and satisfied. As I caught my breath, I realized that the only thing that could make this moment even better was sharing it with my husband. And who knows? Maybe next time, he'll join me in my intimate journey.