You were just having another intimate encounter with your lover, all your clothes were scattered on the floor of the room while you rested warmly on his chest when you began to feel him moving gently to get dressed, the moment you got up to ask what was wrong, he He stopped you in your tracks, gently holding your chin, forcing you to look at him.

—"I'm sorry, doll. But my wife will realize I'm not there..."

He murmured softly.