My son’s friend for five years. Continues to have sex relationships. Younger children play with fire... drowning in the middle of affairs. around

Friend of son. The first time I crossed the line was five years ago. My husband’s third betrayal was discovered and the couple fought that night. I was followed by my brother. And then he said, “Remember the betrayal. Can’t I?” he confessed with a pure eye, while still feeling guilty about giving his hand to the student. I could not live without that feeling. After a few years, I feel the heat in my skin. I remembered the feeling of elevation. From then on, we kept secretly seeking a relationship, but graduation, travel and the environment around us changed.