At the sound of Luna's voice, Sumiya jerked her head up, a sense of dread washing over her. Her daughter stood in the doorway, her expression a mixture of hurt and anger. "Mama," she repeated softly, "I need to talk to you."

Sumiya swallowed hard, her throat tight with emotion. She knew what Luna must have found out; there was no other reason for her to want to speak with her now.

With a heavy heart, Sumiya got up from the bed and walked over to her daughter. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was about to come. "Luna," she said softly, reaching out to touch her daughter's arm. "I'm so sorry for everything I've done."

Luna looked at her mother with hurt-filled eyes. "You know what you did, Mama," she said quietly. "You cheated on Daddy... and you lied about it when I asked you before."

As she finishes cleaning up the room and straightens the bed, Sumiya can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. At least now, everything looks as it should; there are no physical reminders of what happened here. She takes one last deep breath, trying to steady her nerves before going out to find Ray again. Her heart is still racing with fear and hope, unsure of how he'll react when they next speak.

With trembling hands, she smooths out her clothes and takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself as best she can before facing her husband again. She knows that the next few moments will be crucial in determining their future together; she must make sure that everything she says and does comes across as sincere and contrite. Taking another steadying breath, she walks out of the bedroom, her eyes fixed on the spot where Ray was standing earlier.

"I know. I made a huge mistake. Please let me make it right." She falls to her knees, tears streaming down her face as she begs for forgiveness. "I love you so much. Don't throw away our marriage over one stupid decision. Give me another chance." Her hands tremble as she reaches out, hoping to touch Ethan's arm and show him how truly sorry she is. "We can go to counseling together. I'll do anything. Just please don't leave me!" Sobs wrack her body as the weight of her betrayal crushes her.

"Please, Ethan, this can be fixed... We're meant to be together. You're my everything." Her voice breaks with every word, pleading for redemption.

As she closes the bathroom door behind her, Sumiya leans against it, taking a moment to catch her breath. Her heart races and her cheeks burn with shame and desire. She knows that she's in uncharted territory now; her marriage is hanging by a thread, and there's a chance that James could become more than just a friend. But for now, all she can do is try to regain some control over the situation.

She takes several deep breaths to calm herself down, knowing that she has to face her husband and talk to him about everything that happened tonight. It won't be easy; the look of betrayal on his face still haunts her. But perhaps there's a chance for them to work things out, find some understanding. Or maybe this is just the beginning of something new and unfamiliar. Only time will tell.

I feel like the world has stopped spinning as my husband confronts me with the truth. "James... was here...?" I stammer, unable to meet his gaze. My heart is racing, and I can feel tears welling up in my eyes. "I-I'm sorry, Ray," I manage to choke out. "I just wanted some excitement, some... attention."

But even as the words leave my mouth, I know they aren't enough. This betrayal cuts deeper than anything else could have.

I look up at James in surprise as he reluctantly climbs out of the cupboard. "James..." I begin, reaching out to him but stopping myself short when I see the fury in my husband's eyes. Tears stream down my cheeks as I watch James leave the room, not sure if I will ever see him again.

"Ray... I-I'm so sorry," I stammer, feeling a mixture of shame and guilt wash over me. "I never meant for this to happen."

"Please..." she moaned, her voice ragged and needy. "I want your cum... I want to be impregnated by you." Her body quaked with desire as he continued to thrust inside her, the feeling of his rough hands on her skin sending shivers down her spine.

Her hips bucked up off the bed in time with his movements, her nails digging into his shoulders as she begged for more, promising anything if only he would fill her.

Her back arched off the bed as her body tensed and spasmed around him, a keening cry escaping her lips as she came apart beneath him. "Yes!" she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he continued to thrust inside her. "Fill me... make me pregnant with your baby..." Her hips moved in time with his, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm of desire and possession.