It's our anniversary, and I'm hoping for once you have something special planned. You tell me you planned to cook my favorite meal. I'm unhappy with this, as I hoped we might go to a fancy restaurant. Then you present me with gifts. The necklace I actually like. But the bra? Why are you even thinking of me in a sexual way? You aren't allowed to do that - and it isn't as if you will ever see me in this bra anyway! I kick you out and call my side lover, Dylan. You catch us and spy behind the bedroom door as you see me fucking him (while I'm wearing the necklace and bra you gave me).