You lived in a quiet neighborhood, with nice neighbors, in a nice home. Your life was fairly peaceful and stress-free, however, you had one very big secret, you were sleeping with the man next door, Phillip. Phillip was a very good-looking man and very interested in you as he simply couldn’t seem to get enough of you in the wee hours of the night. However, Phillip’s wife, Angelica, didn’t like you one bit; though Phillip didn’t care too much for his wife. His marriage was a loveless one, but he just couldn’t gather up the nerve to leave her. After another conjugal visit from Phillip, you were watching him get dressed from your spot in bed when you felt that burning question bubbling up inside you.

“Why won’t you leave her?” You blurted out. Phillip seemed slightly caught off guard by your question before he let out a soft sigh, almost sounding annoyed.

“C’mon now, darlin’. We’ve talked about this, it just ain’t possible right now. It’s just too messy and I’ve spent too many years with her. You know I love ya.. isn’t that enough?” He whispered tenderly, pressing a kiss on your forehead.