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I met on a Thursday night.

On Saturday he took me for dinner.

The following weekend he proposed and we
were married three months later.

That was ten years ago now.

We have always been in love since that
first weekend together.

But the man who is fucking me right now
is not my husband.

He is my son's school teacher.

the time lunch break's finished we'll
see you tomorrow

You would be right to wonder why.

Why am I doing this if Pascal and I are
happy?

I'm not sure I have a good reason, or an
original one.

But it makes me feel alive, and like
someone other than a wife and a mother.

I can't even remember who started this.

But he comes here whenever he can, on
his lunch break usually.

We fuck at least twice before he has to
leave.

It's been two months now.

Things are still good with Pascal and I,
but I do wonder what's going to happen

now.

Can we survive this?

Are we making a mistake?

Our lives are very different as he works
in the city still and I'm now at home.

Has Pascal ever cheated?

I'm not sure.

I would have always said no, but I never
thought I would.

Hmm.

um um

Hmm.

um um

Hey, honey.

Zara is my best friend.

My husband and I love spending time with
her and her husband, Pascal.

Oh, it's not the best weather today, is
it?

Here we go.

Thank you.

So, how's Rico?

Are you two still coming over to dinner,
I suppose?

Yes, of course, honey. You know, Rico
worked all weekend for the opening of

new bar in Waterloo.

So we'll be more than happy to spend the
evening, darling, with you two.

Zara and I have a lot of things in
common, and our husbands do too. Ah, so

guessing that you've been spending time
with your favourite teacher again.

Tell me, where did you fuck him this
time, Zara?

Actually, he was just here.

Oh, my God.

I love catching up with Zara.

especially at the moment, as she's been
having an affair with her son's teacher.

I want to know all the details,
everything.

I feel a bit weird telling you. We both
came here for dinner, and maybe you'll

feel a bit awkward about it.

Zara, I am your best friend.

And you know, me and Rico, we love
Pascal, but this is just between you and

A secret between friends. It makes me
feel really happy that she confides in

And she hadn't even told Tamara.

I love being the only one who knows her
secret.

Anya and her husband Rico live two
streets away.

Their kids go to the same school as
ours.

Anya and I do everything together.

We just clicked.

And her and Rico are really fun.

Pascal and I have them in our home for
dinner all the time.

A few weeks ago, I told Anya I was
having an affair.

I was worried she'd think I was
terrible.

Anya had never cheated.

I hesitated to tell her, but I had to
tell someone.

She's a good friend, but I thought she
would tell me to end it.

But Anya is very open -minded, another
reason I like her so much.

And her and Rico have actually done some
things Pascal and I never have.

My husband Rico owes a famous chain of
bars.

I like going to meet him at work and
talk to people there to have a drink

interesting people.

Thanks to Rico's job, we often met some
very memorable characters.

If you spend enough time in London at
night, you are sure to have some

experiences.

Oh, my darling.

Hello, my love.

You had a good day?

Yes, good, and you?

Have you got a lot of work on?

In the bar, there was a girl called
Misha, who worked for my husband.

She was very young, and there was
something very special about her.

She had real sex appeal.

It's difficult to explain.

We get on very well. I love looking at

Misha.

Her hair, her eyes, her little waist.

And I got the impression she liked
looking at me too.

We were two very different people.

But I think that's why we were attracted
to each other.

Yes, Rico and I, we both are. We were
always chatting.

And I think that Rico noticed there was
something between us. He's told me a lot

about you.

Oh, well, thank you for stopping by. I
hope you had a good evening.

Yes? At the end of the night, we found
ourselves alone.

Rico, Misha, and I.

You okay, honey? Yes.

Shall we have a glass of champagne?
Shall I open a bottle of champagne? Yes,

course. Misha? Yes?

Could you go and get a bottle of
champagne for us, please?

And bring us three glasses, please.

Three glasses, yes.

Come on, Misha. Come join us, will you?

Will you have a glass of champagne with
us?

We'll make a toast to this evening.

Cheers.

She's really gorgeous, isn't she? She
really is amazing, but you're both

amazing, both of you.

He's a real gentleman, a saint among
saints.

And a great pastor.

Thanks.

Woo!

After Anya shared this secret with me, I
felt I could tell her about the affair

with Ryan.

But I was surprised when Anya actually
encouraged it.

She said, what was the harm? And I
needed some excitement.

You're not trying to tell me that you
don't have more fun looking at sexy,

people in your bar than I do looking at
upright, miserable, grumpy people in my

office. Come on.

Okay, you're right. But when was the
last time that you worked until three in

the morning? That was Thursday.

Got you. Okay, and during the weekend?

Okay, so you're live with the stars as
it's ups and downs.

Yes, exactly.

Come on, let's move to the lounge.

Let me take this.

Okay, come on girls, we'll wait for you
in the lounge.

Come with me.

Pascal has a great sense of humour. I'm
glad they get along so well.

I know, I'm very lucky.

Oh, Lara.

Oh, don't think like that.

It's no different to what men do most of
the time.

Beg the most of your teacher, honey.

Have some fun. Do it for you. Just be
careful, and don't let Pascal find out

about it.

Okay? Yes, I will.

There's a lot of losing in terrifying
things.

Oh, it will be fun, honey.

Everything will be fun. Okay, let's join
the guys.

I think that's what the author was
trying to say to us.

There was nothing to change. It was
perfect.

It's just life. Things that happen which
make us question ourselves.

So, anyone care for a gin and tonic?

Oh, I would love one. Let me help you.

Did you not feel like the writer wasn't
completely honest with us?

I think that it was necessary for the
reader to feel betrayed by this

It might seem a bit cruel when you think
of it like that, because we get very

attached to the character.

It sounds weird, but something felt a
little different that night.

I almost felt like I wanted Andrew and
Rico to leave suddenly.

I don't see any other way, really.

We get attached and... I have no idea
why, but maybe it was the affair with

that was affecting me more than I
thought.

God, Martin's been doing my head in all
weekend.

Seriously? He just doesn't get it. The
way to open his heart is not by bringing

you flowers or paying an inane
compliment.

It's so annoying because I can tell that
he just wants sex.

I'd so much prefer if he just came home
and said what he wanted.

What are you like?

I expect you've been busy enough with
all your other hobbies today, haven't

Certainly. There's one I've not told you
about.

Yeah, well, it was so funny because
Mark... Anya is not my only friend here.

I often meet up with Tamara as well.

She's married with children, but she's
definitely not an average village mum.

She has a lot of sex.

With a lot of different men.

Especially young men.

Her husband, Martin, is older than her,
and he seems to ignore her behaviour

just to have a beautiful trophy wife.

Can you believe she once even fucked a
young guy when her husband was in the

house?

Still there.

I'm sure you'll go anyway.

I think we're okay now. He's gone to his
shed.

Can I talk to you now?

Amen.

Maybe it seemed strange that I didn't
tell Samara about my affair, as she did

that sort of thing all the time.

I just didn't want Samara to think that
mine and Pascal's marriage was anything

like hers.

Over coffee one day, Samara said
something rather odd to me.

Look, I wasn't sure whether to say
anything, and it's not my place, really.

What? You can't say that and not tell me
what it is. Go on. And I just have a

bit of a concern.

Are you and Pascal okay?

Um, yeah, we're great.

Why? What's the problem?

Well, it's just Anya. I'm not sure if
I'm 100 % sure of that.

I've just noticed a few things lately,
and I think you need to keep an eye on

us. Anya?

Why aren't you worried about Anya?

Don't worry about her.

You know what? It doesn't matter. I just
forget I even mentioned anything.

After that, I distanced myself a little
from Tamara. I felt loyal to Anya, and I

wondered if a woman who behaves as she
does can be trusted.

A bit hypocritical, maybe, but I just
need friends I can trust.

Around this time, I started to feel a
bit distant from Pascal.

I kept worrying he knew about the
affair.

He didn't ask me if there was anybody
else, but he seemed colder and talked

and came home later.

The more worried I became, the less I
enjoyed things with Ryan.

It carried on for another couple of
months, but I was scared of losing

So eventually I ended it with Ryan.

I told Annie about ending the affair,
saying I was more certain than ever

my marriage.

Her reaction just wasn't what I
expected.

I'd never been angry at Anya

before. We'd never fallen out.

But that just made me feel so hurt I
didn't call Anya for a week.

That things with Pascal aren't going to
be like before.

In life, people change. I'm sorry, but
it's... I just couldn't understand why

she'd be like that.

Then Anya cancelled on me a couple of
times at the last minute.

I actually felt lonely for the first
time since we'd moved here.

Maybe it was because I had too much time
with my thoughts, but it was then that

I started to think about what Tamara had
said.

Not because I believed it, but it made
me think.

Anya was distant.

Pascal was distant.

It began to drive me crazy, wondering
what was going on, and that just wasn't

like me.

I'm beginning to feel like a bit of a
stranger in my own home with you

two.

Do you want a coffee, darling?

No.

Should I be worried, though?

Zara, are you joking?

No, but...

You know that Pascal and I, we've
swapped partners before.

You know all about that.

Rico is waiting for you in the lounge.

I'm sorry.

I became determined to get things back
to how they were.

Life had been so good.

I went out of my way to give Pascal more
attention.

I'm sorry, honey, but I really don't
have time for all that. But thank you

anyway. I'll take some of these with
you. I made them from scratch.

I put the picture up for the weekend as
well.

Ah, that's great. And you look lovely as
always.

Okay then.

Well, I'll see you tonight.

Love you.

Come on.

Oh.

Mmm.

Something wasn't the same and I didn't
know how to change it.

Without Pascal's attention and with Ryan
gone, I started to look around for

something more to distract me.

Annie never seemed to come running with
me anymore, so I joined a running group

to keep busy.

The second week I went, I met a guy
called Luke, who I didn't recognise at

first.

A woman called Lily told me he was an
actor.

Then I realised I'd recognised him from
TV.

He kept looking over the first couple of
weeks, and we started chatting.

It was very flattering.

He was so good -looking and a bit
famous.

The other women seemed quite jealous.

It's obvious, really, isn't it?

Luke and I began having an affair.

This time I felt justified as Pascal was
hardly ever here.

Luke became serious about us, but for
me, it was only some fun to make me feel

better.

Really, in all honesty, I wanted my
husband back, but I didn't know what to

The one good thing was that sex with
Luke was amazing.

He introduced me to things I'd never
experienced.

I felt a little bit wild for those
weeks.

I wasn't quite feeling myself, and I
felt maybe I had left to lose them

Being with Luke allowed me to live out
some fantasies I'd always had.

One day when Pascal was away visiting
his parents, Luke told me to be waiting

for him in bed.

This wasn't so unusual.

But then he walked in with another guy.

um

The two of them fucked me for hours.

They took it in turns, fucked me
together.

I'd never known anything like that.

Then at some point, the other guy, I
didn't even know his name, he left and

was just Luke and me.

Pascal wasn't due back until the
following day.

We need to talk.

I'm so sorry, Pascal.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I'm having an affair with Anya.

Zara?

Zara, open the door.

Zara, open the door.

Sarah, look at me.

Look at me.

Anya told me what was going on months
ago.

What you were doing. That you were
having an affair with another guy.

And so... Pascal said that months ago,
Anya came to him and told him I was

having an affair with Zach's teacher.

She broke down, saying I was her friend,
but he didn't deserve that.

She couldn't keep a dark secret like
that when she knew he loved me so much.

She told him all the details, everything
I had told her, how it started, where

we had sex, how many times, and how he
made me come over and over.

Anya, my best friend.

I knew what was coming.

Gradually, they started meeting to
discuss what he should do.

She was there for him, and she said she
wasn't going to take sides.

Then it happened.

He fucked her.

It stopped him feeling like he had to
deal with my affair.

He could enjoy things and somehow feel
we were equal, the same in our deceit

rather than apart.

So the whole time, Anya had been asking
me for details of the affair, and she'd

been telling my husband and using it to
draw him closer to her.

I never wanted to lose you, Sarah.

Anya asked me to leave you, but I
couldn't do it.

I knew that it was you I wanted, not
her.

She manipulated us.

I don't ever want to see her again.

I love you.

Do you love me? Yes, I do.

Luke, it's just because I deep down knew
you were having an affair.

I'm so sorry for everything.

We cut Anya out of our lives for good.

I don't think she saw it coming.

She was convinced Pascal would leave me
for her. Hello?

And she wouldn't go quietly. She wanted
Pascal.

Anya even told Rico about the affair and
left him for a couple of weeks, in the

hope that Pascal would change his mind.

Pascal! He didn't.

Pascal!

I heard since that Anya and her husband
moved away after she begged him to take

her back.

I don't think he left her much choice.

Pascal and I have decided that we need
to make some new friends and spend more

time, just the two of us now.

Our marriage is stronger than it has
ever been.

Pascal and I met on a Thursday night.

On Saturday he took me for dinner.

The following weekend he proposed.

We were married three months later.