The B.N.W.O. Trap
You hurriedly pull your pants up and leave quickly, Marissa's husband continuing to film you as you head for the door, head down in shame. You hear him laugh again and then he calls out after you.
"Nice seeing you white boi, next time bring me something to FUCK!"
You race out of the door and climb into your car, you feel like you're having a heart attack but you have to get away from this house and get home.
Minutes later you park on the drive and walk up to your own front door. The guilt of what you've done, of what you've become overwhelms you and feel faint as you reach for the door handle.
As you open the door you find your wife standing there once more, this time just the faintest hint of a smile on her lips. Does she already know? Has Marissa already told her... you search her face for answers but she gives nothing away.
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah,"
"Thanks for doing that, dinner will be ready soon..."
She walks away, leaving you standing there like an idiot. What are you supposed to do now, pretend that didn't just happen?