So I just launched into them.“Did you plan to do this to me tonight,” I pressed.“No.”“Then why did you just happen to have that in your car?...”“I always keep a ready bag in my trunk.”“What’s a ‘ready bag’?”“A bag that has some essentials in case I meet a man I’m going to hook up with.”“What essentials?”“Lingerie, condoms, lube, washcloth, wet wipes, make-up, soap, body spray, et cetera,” he confessed.“So, you just randomly hook up all the time?”“No. I’m not a hoe.”“No disrespect. I’m just trying. All that being said, I know my husband loves me too. But this was going to be put to the test today. I was going home covered in another man’s cum and scent, my pussy stretched and slammed to ecstasy just an hour earlier.As I roll up to our sumptuous home, I see my husband’s car in the driveway while the ocean pounds in the background. I get out of my car and walk in through the mud room to our kitchen. My husband is making us dinner, listening to music and smiling as I enter. He takes in my. I did not leave her hands and held them firmly.She looked at me. What do I tell her I was wondering. I told her, “ You look beautiful and sexy Sneha. Also, physical appearance does not matter if a person knows how to enjoy and be happy with what is available.” She asked me, “Do you think I am sexy?”I said, “Yes Sneha. You are beautiful and attractive. But maybe looking for sexual pleasure outside has become a habit for Nitin now.” Our dinner had come and we ate as we continued our intense. I woke up several times and each time there were tears on my face. Deep in the night there was a knock on my door. I went to the peephole and it was Carol. I opened the door and said, "What are you doing here?" Carol fell to her knees and literally crept into the room. Her face was puffy and her eyes red. She said, "Dick I can't live without you. I love you more than anything. Forgive me. I'll never do anything like that again. Tell me what you want. We'll give up sex games if you want to.".