She refused me for years. Then she did it for him — and made me watch.

My wife Rae always told me some things were off the table. Oral. Swallowing. The things I begged for and never got. She said they were demeaning. She said some women just don't.

Then she met Dominic at the gym. And one Sunday night, calm as anything, she sat me down and told me she'd been doing every one of those things for him. Willingly. Eagerly. On her knees.

Friday, she said. Here, in our apartment. You can watch or not.

I should have left. I should have said no. Instead I asked what time.