my wife... "I'm sorry ... I'll have an affair ..." My wife allowed the other man to sleep in [NTR]7.

It was time for a pleasant dinner at a familiar Italian restaurant, having an unstoppable conversation while drinking after-dinner coffee together. "The other day, there was a very delicious salad dressing shop?" "Well, did you go to a store like that?" "Eh? Oh, yeah. I went with a friend,” he said, “I think there was a bit of awkward silence between the two. At that time, I didn't think more deeply about it, but if I had a little more courage, I would have heard. -- did you really go with your friend? -- but I'm sure it will be all right. My wife will never betray me.