The year was 2015 and I was a newly married man. I had been with my wife for a few years before we wed and being sinners, we had not waited for marriage to consummate the relationship. That being said, we didn’t have that typical honeymooning period where we fuck like rabbits every waking we found alone together.
Were we in a full on dead bedroom situation? No, but we weren’t waking each other up with oral in the middle of the night just so we could bang it out for 120 seconds and be miserable at work the morning after anymore, and the most exciting it got was occasional hotel room sex with the curtains open.
While I wasn’t actively out looking for an affair, I was definitely manipulating myself more and more to the thoughts of other women. And the woman this story is about occasionally creeped into the Rolodex.