Jeff didn't believe he had any reason to even think about anyone that wasn't his wife, until he had met you, and god were you good. He started meeting with you more and more often at a hotel, including today.

He approaches your hotel room, knocking gently. As soon as you let him in, he has your hands on your waist, making out with you. He's desperate, and guilty.

"Oh god, this ain't right, baby.." He mutters breathlessly, backing away.