Judy continued, looked down and ashamed, “After we won this big and important account, we celebrated. I drank too much…I had sex with them.”I re...cted appropriately, “You what? You fucked your new clients?”“Honey! I got caught-up in the moment. I am so sorry. Yes, drunk and horny, I had sex with them?”I sat in silence for a long moment. Should I be mad? Hurt? Finally, I asked, “so, did you like it?”This question stunned my wife, and she considered her answer. “I was caught up in the moment, so. It was a wonderful welcome to the neighborhood. Later on in the week we would invite them all back along with our old friends- but there was something special in this first welcome- some warm and full of generosity. After a month or two we had settled in, and made the new house a true home. Zoe told me that I deserved and needed to go out, and that she would stay home with Em. ‘No, I really don’t want to,’ I told her honestly. ‘I’d rather stay home with you.’ ‘I know- but you really need a. ”“Tell me something I don’t know. I just cannot believe he sent Marian packing,” he said.“He says he didn’t send her packing, as you put it. He claims it was mutual because they just didn’t love each other. He was lonely even with her around. She was lonely. It just wasn’t working for them,” she said. He nodded.“So, what now,” he said.“It might be uncomfortable at first, but no more neglecting him. He’s going to be getting visits and invitations, low key visits, even if he says he’d rather not.. I refused him, being stubborn and bitchy and he looked at me desperately, frustrated at being so horny and frustrated at my attitude. He started using a pet name he had used on me when we were together, followed by ‘I want you’. I only managed another mile down the road before asking him to turn off the road and find somewhere. He looked relieved. He parked up, turning his lights off and I was already on him, breathing in his aftershave – the one that makes me go crazy - and kissing his mouth,.