Jeffery understood the dynamics of an extramarital affair even before he asked the tall, slender, long, leggy beauty for her phone number. He knew, he was wrong, he knew, it would cost him. He knew he was headed for trouble.

Jeffery had been at this gate before, but never passed. After four years of a nearly lifeless marriage, he was ready for action. Sure, he made love every two months, his wife, face up, him on top, some signs of life, and then it was all over. A shower for her, then to sleep. No foreplay, no extra treats, straight, same old lovemaking position. Jeffery wanted more!

Maybe a little guilty pleasure would be nice, Jeffery thought to himself. It wasn’t like he planned it. He just allowed it. He did nothing to stop the actions that would ultimately destroy his family.

After the first child was born, in his marriage, he had decided to give his wife more time, to adjust to his way of thinking. Then the creation of a second child was coming up, and Jeffery still felt the need to be touched in ways his wife had apparently forgotten.

He had felt cheated. She had expressed her concerns before they were married. He had explained that making love was an important part of her relationship to him. She had assured him that she didn’t have to worry. Did she lie? Or did having a child lessen his wife’s desire to make love?

Jeffery was tired of thinking about it. Begging wasn’t his style, baby or no baby. An adventure had to be the answer.

Gena, his blue-eyed brunette, was the fun that created the guilty pleasure. (This month’s lovemaking tip:) The lovemaking was unbelievably hot, from my toes to the top of my head. Gena had a way of taking a man down, slowly and deliberately. She made love like it was some kind of kitchen receipt. “When the man is relaxed, then passionately arouse him, then cool him down, only to arouse him again, in a different way.”

By the time Jeffery tried to slow down and cool things down, it was already too late. Gena was on his mind and in his heart. It would be several years later that he would find out that her blue-eyed brunette had started the relationship with the intention of breaking up her marriage. She, in his mind, had replaced his wife the first time they had a sexual encounter.

Three years later, after a nasty divorce, during the time his wife was pregnant with their second child, Jeffery finally understood. Since the issue was guilty pleasure, it had been excessively hot. Now that the same relationship was older and no longer forbidden, he too was experiencing lack! Where was the passion he experienced when he met his leggy lover? Had deception replaced pleasure?

It took a while, but Jeffery felt guilty for robbing the mother of his two children of her right to “not” be the third person, in a mental trio. And because of the guilt, the new relationship was also in trouble.

Jeffery wasn’t sure what to do. He didn’t know how to do it right and he didn’t want to go back to his marriage. His current relationship offered little and the only people in the world he trusted were his two children.

Fortunately for him, his career and career held steady while his life had taken a roller coaster ride. Perhaps now he would concentrate on his work and his children. His thoughts simply didn’t deliver a solution he was comfortable with. Perhaps in time, love would visit him again.