Our Silver Anniversary: My Wife, a Male Escort, 30 Rounds
Despite having been married for 25 years now, my wife, Sasha Fuller, and I have done it less than ten times.
During our 25th wedding anniversary, however, Sasha, who has always claimed to be uninterested in intimacy, ends up doing it 30 times with a male escort at a clubhouse.
The couch ends up completely drenched.
This is when I realize just how wrong I've been all along.
Even after her betrayal is exposed, Sasha adamantly refuses to admit to any wrongdoing. On the contrary, she starts condemning me.
Hurt and upset, I proceed to spend three days arguing with her about it.
Even my friends and relatives try to talk me down.
"You two have been married for over 20 years now. She's even the CEO of Fuller Group. What's the big deal if she sleeps with a male escort? Don't end your marriage over something this trivial."
"All these years, a live-in son-in-law like you only managed to establish yourself with the help of the Fuller family anyway. Don't be so ungrateful."
With my heart in anguish, I look at Sasha and say, "Cut off all contact with him, and things between us can go back to the way they used to be."
However, Sasha retrieves a pregnancy test report from her briefcase and silently takes off her wedding ring. "Colin, I'm already 45 years old. Even if you can't have children, you can't expect me to go my whole life without one as well, right?"
She strokes her belly without the slightest trace of guilt in her eyes. "If you insist on making a big deal over this, then I have no choice but to divorce you."
My hands, hidden by my sleeves, clench into fists briefly before falling lax again.
"Let's get a divorce then."
Not only am I going to get a divorce, but I'm going to give Sasha and her affair partner a big surprise.