After my husband and I got married, we each looked for excitement, but he regretted it.

At my husband Damien Shaw’s birthday party, he kissed his assistant right in front of me.

I didn't cry. I didn't make a scene. I even thoughtfully turned on the air conditioning for him.

He was beaming, showing off to a dozen of his buddies.

"You gotta find a wife who's both chill and devoted," he boasted. "I just mentioned an open marriage, and she was totally on board. But she loves me so much, she's never brought another guy home."

Everyone nodded, but a knowing smirk played on their lips.

Damien had no idea that I'd actually been on dates with every single one of those guys.