Isabella was confused as the look on her husbands face seemed to change ...his hand had reached out but then stopped and withdrew. My God did he really want to tie her up ...and the ....swallowing as he seemed to pull away to head out of the room . Her mouth opened to say something ...but what as she closed it . Then closed her own eyes the tears rolled down her cheek ...thinking to herself ..<em>that poor woman that is coming has no idea how screwed up things had become. </em><br/><br/>The image of him walking away ...the muscles in his body beckoning her to follow, but fear held her there as she could not possibly let him do that . Could she ....why ?  she wondered would he want her helpless and unable to move ...was it not the moaning and attempt to get away what turned a man on. Her wiped the tears away as she straightened up some ...this was a mess and being a dutiful wife shouldn't she run after him . Too young he was and her so much older as she swallowed how was she ever going to be able to continue to please him.<br/><br/>Walking now towards the bathroom instead of the doorway to go after him ...all this over what it was crazy really. Yet her heart felt like it was going to explode for she loved him and his frustration over it all never helped the situation. Was it not enough that she had agreed to have this complete stranger come in and help them , guide them on how to compromise and find that perfect sexual relationship. So inadaquate was the feeling as she bent over the tub and plugged it drawing in the water . The thing was huge , her father was more than extravagant this much was true as the sound of the water filling it gave her some solace.<br/><br/>Dropping her white satin lingerie to the floor as she stood before the long mirror ....she was still quite beautiful right .Of course her breasts could be firmer and maybe a few pounds could be shed as she ran her hand over her body ..letting her fingers give that touch she so desperately wanted . Closing her eyes imagining them to be her husbands as his body pressed against hers ...tender kisses at her next as he turned her into his arms as they would dance. Soft romantic as she moaned out her fingers playing with her clit so lost in the moment of it all . Though when she stepped back and knocked something off the sink ...she soon realized what she was doing .<br/><br/><em>My God Isabelle ...you rather pretend and touch yourself than let your own husband</em>.....pushing the thoughts the shame from her mind as she moved to get into the tub. Needing to scrub her body , clean herself ...it all was just not proper ,not ladylike . Trying hard not to think of it anymore as she lowered herself into the hot waters .