She's a year younger than my wife, has firm skin, is kind and we never fight, and because we rarely see each other, when we do, we have a crazy, forward-thinking sexual desire...I spend two days and one night having a steamy time at a hot spring with the best mistress who helps me regain my forgotten youth and smile. She has a devilish side, annoying me with mean things like, "I never told you to break up with your wife," but the moment we kiss, her expression changes completely to that of a grown woman...I wonder why we desire things more the more we can't have them.