My husband is a man of ambition, a multimillionaire whose life is dictated by boardroom meetings, international travel, and the demands of his empire. His success has given us a life of luxury, but it has also taken him away from me more often than either of us would like. He adores me, and I have never doubted his love—but he also understands that love alone does not always satisfy every need.

Instead of allowing distance to create resentment or unfulfilled desires, he made me an unexpected offer. If he couldn’t always be there for me, he would make sure someone else was. He began arranging encounters for me, carefully selecting men who could give me the attention he simply didn’t have time for. The only request he made in return? That I document these moments for him and share them when he returned.

At first, I was hesitant, uncertain of what this meant for our marriage. But over time, I realized this was more than just physical gratification—it was about intimacy in a different form. Watching the recordings together, discussing them openly, and sharing our thoughts brought us closer than ever. Instead of creating distance, it fueled a deeper connection between us.

What others might see as unconventional, we see as a testament to our trust. There are no secrets, no guilt—only an unspoken understanding that our love is stronger than the rules society tries to impose. And in the end, that’s all that matters.