I know why you cheat.

A man is cheating on his wife. He had planned a romantic getaway with his secretary. He packed his suitcase, with lots of Hawaiian shirts and shorts. He wanted to look young. At least it seemed the right outfit for the young at heart, so he thought. His phone went off. The loud blaring tone caught him off guard, startled him. He didn't pick it up. It was a call, a missed call by the wife. He can't care less. In three hours time he will be out of the country. In three hours he will be in the arm of a gorgeous, saucy and youthful mistress. Long silky black hair, fine smooth skin and a pair of big plumply boobs! He bites back his lip. Swiped off his sweats. His imagination is running wilder as he folding clothes, stashing socks and briefs. Wait! He almost forgot, Viagra or condoms. He was contemplating on the box of condoms, after a while he decided to take both. You can never be too sure. His erection starting to hurt and the room is getting stuffier and warmer. He undid his tie and loosen a few button shirts. When he finished packing. He took his suitcase and went downstairs. He took his phone and dialed few numbers. He called his BDMs and selected BSOs telling them that he will be away for two weeks. It's business related. On his way to the Mistress house, he got another phone called from the wife. He accepted the call and wait for her to start the conversation. She said "Honey" and he said nothing. He simply cleared his throat as a sign for her to proceed. But she didn't. It was an awkward silent between them. Suddenly, he felt bad. He felt like an animal. He felt awful and there's no word in this life that can described it. He closed his eyes and hold his nose ridge between his forefinger and thumb. He took a sharp breathe in and mouthed a "yes..."

"Honey, I will miss you. I will. Take good care of your health and I will be waiting for you to come home. The kids will be waiting for your return. Remember, our anniversary? I can't wait, see you later love?"

Home..Kids..Health..Anniversary..Love..All of these words keep playing in his mind. He was dumbfounded and only manage to say "hmm". The wife disconnect the calls, but yet her smiles on every word she said lingers. Meanwhile, He was in pain. He wanted to tell her that he loves her too. He is proud of the kids and definitely will come home. No matter where he went or whom he with. he will come home, no matter what. His heart is still with them. Even so, how sexy and irresistible the mistress can be, he is till coming home. He quickly throw the phone to the passenger seats and concentrate on his driving. As he arrived at the Mistress house. She had already been waiting. She has a big, cute frown on her lovely young face. She was wearing a flimsy, floral dress and really low cut. Any minute now, her boobs will fall out. He liked it, a lot. It made him forget the earlier phone call by the wife. His children faces. He was in Love, in love with youth and sex. No man would say no to that, he justified. They both drove off fast into the sunset like a pair of giddy teenagers. They went straight to the airport, no detours. They had their ticket and passport ready. What going to happen next will be their story. Two weeks was all they had. In two weeks they will play and care for nothing but their own filthy pleasure.