I overheard my husband talking to his friends about our sex life, bragging about "how good in bed" I am and that "he gets to fuck me whenever he wants." That's private! He shouldn't be telling all your stupid friends about our sex life. I felt so silly when he man-splained to me that it was just "guy talk." It doesn't mean anything, they were just showing off and trying to act like they get so much sex. Seemed pretty innocent especially when my husband confessed that sex isn't that important to him, and he was just trying to be one of the guys. So to make up for my foolish judgments, I came up with a special arrangement where I only do the things he loves most for an entire month. You know, things like talking, cuddling, and spending time together. No sex at all. Too bad I have a grad research do on foot fetishism. I would've loved to have used you as a test subject since I thought you love my perfect feet so much. Too bad you just don't like sex enough to benefit from having access to these beautiful feet…