Every morning before going to work, my wife wanted us to have sex. At first, I thought she was joking, but she kept insisting until I finally agreed.
One morning, she brought it up again while I was getting dressed.
Wife: “Baby, come here for a minute.”
Me: “What is it? I'm already running late.”
Wife: “You always say that. Can't you spare fifteen minutes for your wife?”
Me: “Fifteen minutes? You make it sound like I'm clocking in for work.”
She laughed and pulled me closer.
Wife: “Listen, I've noticed something. Whenever we do this in the morning, I feel happier at work. I concentrate better, and I feel more connected to you throughout the day.”
Me: “So that's why you've been asking me every morning?”
Wife: “Yes! I want to feel close to my husband before I leave the house. Is that too much to ask?”
Me: “What happens if I say I'm tired?”
Wife: “Then I'll kiss you, let you sleep, and try again tomorrow.”
I laughed.
Me: “You're not giving up, are you?”
Wife: “Not when it comes to my husband.”
After several mornings of convincing me, we made it our routine.
Every morning before work, we would have our private moment, then get dressed and leave.
I thought it was just something that brought us closer.
Until one morning, a woman from my wife's office came to pick her up.
And what happened next changed everything.