Ray had been away on a business trip in Korea for almost a month. He was a man with a strong s****l appetite and could barely go a week without having s*x, let alone a month. He and Anne always had s*x the night he returned home from a trip.
"Ray?" Anne called to him softly as he turned his back to Anne, his snoring softly rippling in the silence of the room.
Seeing Ray asleep, Anne quietly got up and went to his suitcase. There was a small pocket near the bottom where she put the apartment keys. She pulled Ray's clothes out to locate the tiny pocket; the key was inside.
As she held the key in the palm of her hand, Anne couldn't help but think about what Ken was saying. She didn't take him seriously, but she could sense that something was wrong. Ray might be having an affair
