Five years ago, Momo was introduced to our department, and I was assigned to guide her. I fell in love with Momo at first sight. After gathering the courage, I finally asked her out on a date. Some time later, I confessed my feelings to her, and not long after, we got married. Momo was my first love, and my first time was also with her. I cried when a beautiful and perfect woman like Momo truly became mine. But now, due to an accident, I can only stay at home while Momo has to work hard to earn money. My confidence is growing, and I wonder if I am worthy of her. "Are you truly happy being married to me?" I often ask Momo that question, and she always answers yes. But recently, Momo seems a bit different, coming home late and not answering her phone. Today is no different, she is spending more time choosing clothes and putting on makeup. Maybe... today my wife will be taken by another man. To find out the truth, I secretly placed a listening device in Momo's bag. And as I suspected, Momo went to her ex-boyfriend's house, and they engaged in wild sex. I have never heard her moan so sensually when making love to me. I feel like a failure, but for some reason, I feel extremely aroused. In the evening, I decided to talk to Momo. I didn't blame her, I just felt unworthy of being with her. I decided that we should both go our separate ways, and Momo rushed to me, demonstrating her extremely skilled sexual abilities that I couldn't have imagined. Even though I didn't say it, I knew Momo didn't want to be away from me. So I decided to allow Momo and her ex-boyfriend to have sex with each other to their heart's content, but with my presence as a witness, because I also feel extremely aroused watching my wife being intimate with someone else. After the moments of ecstasy passed, I asked myself, is this really what I want?