Chapter 2

"Nikki, we’ve been together for so long. After all these years of marriage, passionate love has long turned into family affection."

Logan stared at me, his eyes gleaming with a strange, burning intensity:

"No matter what happens, nothing could ever tear us apart, right?"

I agreed with that, so I gave him a nod.

Logan immediately followed up, "Then… do you want to try having an affair like the girl in the video?"

A violent shiver ran down my spine, my cheeks burning instantly. "Logan, what are you talking about?"

Logan mumbled softly, "I just feel like that kind of thrill would really trigger something in me. It would make me feel like a real man again. Babe, can you just do this one sacrifice for me?"

Looking into his desperate, pleading eyes, I hesitated. But after his relentless begging, I gave in. "You’re my husband. If it turns you on, I’ll do it. But I’m scared… scared you’ll get mad, and honestly, it’s pretty embarrassing."

Seeing me agree, Logan seemed immensely encouraged. His excitement surged, and he swore over and over that he would never hold it against me or get jealous.

We reached an agreement and made the decision.

We set a ground rule beforehand: this could never, ever affect our marriage.

Two days later, over the weekend.

Logan and I checked into a budget motel, booking two adjacent rooms.

Logan stayed next door in Room 1205.

I was in Room 1206.

I had texted a coworker named Gary.

Gary had flirted with me multiple times in the office, but I’d always played dumb and ignored his advances.

When I brought him up to Logan two days ago, Logan urged me to be brave and use Gary to take the first step.

He had only one requirement: keep my phone on a voice call the entire time so he could hear every sound.

When the knock came at the door, my heart spiked into my throat.

Biting my lip, I dialed Logan’s number, locked the screen, and flipped the phone face-down on the nightstand.

Then, I got up to open the door.

They say when a woman makes the first move, a man can never resist.

Even though I hadn’t spelled it out when texting Gary, my sudden invitation to a motel room said everything that needed to be said.

The second he walked in, Gary frantically grabbed me and shoved me onto the bed.

He kissed me until I was completely out of breath. The thought that the phone on the nightstand was streaming every single gasp and moan straight to my husband sent an electric shock straight through me.

In that moment, all hesitation vanished. I abandoned myself to the madness, kissing him back fiercely…

After over an hour of sheer chaos, I made up an excuse to send Gary away.

He clearly wanted more, leaving with lingering glances and already trying to lock down a time for our next meetup.

Every word of that, of course, was heard by Logan.

A few minutes later, just as I picked up my phone, Logan’s hoarse voice came through the speaker:

"Unlock the door! Open it now! I’m coming over, I can’t hold it in anymore…"