The air is thick with anticipation as the wife catches her husband in a heated embrace with another woman. Heartbroken and filled with rage, she demands to know what he's done. His eyes dart back and forth between the two women, unable to meet hers. Finally, he confesses.
Her world shatters around her but somehow, deep down, a small part of her understands the overwhelming desire that drove him to this. Her anger turns into a primal need for revenge. She grabs him by the collar and pulls him close, their bodies barely touching. Her breath is hot against his neck as she whispers, "If you're going to cheat on me, at least fuck me now."
The tension between them is palpable. His body reacts instinctively, pressing up against hers. She can feel his arousal through his pants as they dance in the darkness of the crowded room.
