After a lovely dinner which I played a major part in making(since i cook for a living everyone assumes that i want to cook on my days off too), we all...settled in for a evening of cards, television and small talk (HOW UTTERLY FUCKING BORING). Sarah and I retired around 11 and took the opportunity to just lay in bed and make small talk with each other. Of course I tried getting some action but was thrown out at 2nd base. We drifted off to peaceful slumber in each others arms. The next morning. ..which were the first ones I found in the laundry.) I then asked her if they had been together again after that, but she quickly denied that, saying she felt too guilty to do it again. (I knew right away that was a lie...he's been fucking her at least once/twice a week ever since.) I was happy that she finally admitted *something* and tried to be reassuring. (I was hard as a rock at that point, but my wife was acting very vulnerable right then, so I suppressed my libido and just held her. We. To hum company puch gaye and hum ne mobile number exchange kr liya. Fer to hamri bat hoti rhi. Main us ko simple se msg krta tha bus to ek din maine non veg msg kr diya. To uska reply aaya what’s this. To maine kha ki sorry.Fer ek din maine kha ki I like u to us ne kuch nhi kha to maine fer kha but no reply. To itne main mere room ke bell baji. To main dakhne gaya to Shaama thi. Main to dar gaya ki yeh yha kasie to maine kha ki come in. To vo ander aa gayi aur usne kha ki yeh msg kyu kiya to. While I assumed, and hoped, that Tim was interested in playing around some, I didn't want to be forward in case I was misreading this. So, I offered if he wanted some extra blankets than the one I already had on my couch."Yea I probably could use an extra if you have one, for when I'm ready to fall asleep." Oh, not quite ready to call it a night huh?" I suggested, hoping for some insight on what he was looking to do, and hoping it was what I wanted to do."Well, I mean, it depends if you wanted.