My husband has never asked to see my phone, but I don’t think he’s ever been jealous when it comes to me. I don’t think he suspects I have a lover, but I also wonder if he’d even care. I tell Hardeep I’m alone at my desk at my home, and I immediately get a text back. TuesdayToday I meet Hardeep at an art gallery. He strokes my thigh under the table and I’m immediately ready.