It's not my husband who makes me a woman, it's him... I'm married to my current husband and we live a life of luxury, but that doesn't mean I'm completely satisfied. One day, I receive a notice about a class reunion. I go to have some fun and encounter my first love. We hit it off and I drink too much and we end up spending the night together. Maybe I was trying to get him to hold me, using alcohol as an excuse. From that day on, the curtain rises on an adulterous theater of pleasure and excitement that I couldn't experience with my husband.