The only time in my life I cheated my husband was an evening in December. Like a cliché, I became weak after our company's Christmas party where I certainly had too much mulled wine and other drinks. Yet somehow I remember it with less regret than I certainly should. It must've been around 10 o'clock when my colleague took the two of us home. He was our driver tonight and hadn't drunk.
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