The embarrassment of using invisible condoms

　　Leave him and leave the city and soon find a man who cherishes you. I didn't tell him my past, but he could see my panic from my stiff, resisting limbs. He respected me and we had a peaceful night together. The next day, he took me to a drug supermarket to search for various condoms. Because I have a layer of protection, sex is no longer a scourge in my eyes.

　　Time passed gently, and after trying various condoms, the man who had become my husband suddenly asked me: Wife, can you try something else?

　　Drug supermarkets are once again our target.

　　I was lucky enough to see an eye-catching advertisement: Men no longer need to be quilted. That thing is called an invisible condom. It is said that spraying it into a woman's body can achieve contraceptive purposes. My husband walked straight to the counter with his eyes shining.

　　When I squeezed them out, countless bubbles quickly expanded between my legs, even threatening to submerge the entire bed. These can be ignored, after all, love is so strong, this little bubble is nothing! But when my husband moved his thin body closer to mine, I resisted his attack with a posture I had not seen for a long time. He looked at me in surprise, and I pointed helplessly at the instruction manual that was thrown aside. I had to wait for 3 minutes.

　　He was full of interest and waited aside obediently like a deflated rubber ball. Just after 3 minutes arrived, we discovered to our dismay that some things just can’t wait! I lost interest and he was even more dejected. We reluctantly got up and washed the sheets.

　　But I was still a little unwilling, so I tried three times and failed two and a half times. In order to save my husband who may have ED, we finally abandoned the bottle of beautiful foam in the corner to see if it could be used as a toy for our children in the future.