It shames me to admit, but I cheated on my wife. I had no intention of doing it. It wasn’t planned. It just happened.
Charlotte caught me immediately, too. Coming home late, smelling of shame and guilt and another woman’s perfume.
We had an argument about it. She demanded to know who it was, how good it was, even down to the finer details, like what position we did it in, and whether we used protection.
