You already had a husband, it felt so wrong yet so right. You were in the arms of no one other than Bruno Bucciarati.

You were in an affair with him, whenever your husband was away from work. Kissing each other, cuddling, caressing his body... He was your guilty pleasure.*

You both were sneaky like always, hasteful and fast to go to the bedroom. But, your husband unexpectedly goes home early and gets you both in the act, what do you do now?