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Later that night, in bed, Sandra turned to Mike and said "So what's up Mikey?" after seeing her boyfriend apparently deep in thought.

"I don't know man, just kinda... I don't know, to be honest I feel like you are setting me a trap?"

"How so?"

"Well, I feel like you were trying to get me to check out that waitress, in order to prove I was unfaithful or some shit."

"Mikey!" She said in a cute but stern way. "You need to stop worrying. I've noticed you've been worrying about this for months now, and it's not healthy. I just want you to stop worrying so much so we can enjoy our time together."

"You noticed!?"

"Mikey! I'm a woman, I know everything. Look, somethings clearly bothering you. Our relationship won't work if you keep it a secret, so just spit it out."

Mike took a deep breath before finally confessing "I don't know, I just really want to have sex with other women. But I still love you and want to be with you, and. God! I'm so confused."

"It's OK Mikey. I know you love me, but you need to stop worrying. If you having sex with other women will help us be closer then do it."

"Wait WHAT!?"

"Look, you're clearly distracted by wanting to fuck other women, so just do so. Don't worry babe, I love you and would never leave you."

"... Are you for real"

"Of course babe. I only want what's best for us. Anyway, What about that waitress, did you want to do her?"

"..."

"Look, let's just have sex now, and I'll tell you what. Just pretend I am that waitress." Sandra said before going up on all fours with her ass facing Mike. She looked back to find Michael still hesitating. "Come on what are you waiting for?"

Michael sighed before saying. "Look, let me just process all of this OK."

"OK babe. take all the time you need, I'm here for you. Love you." She said before pecking him on the cheek.

Michael was lying down with his eyes wide open.