Turns out, you don't need to

"H-hey, John?" Your wife calls nervously.

"Oh-um, yes, Molly?" You reply awkwardly. Your mind races in an attempt to prepare your big confession, but it's suddenly brought to a screeching halt.

"We need to talk. I think I know what has been bothering you all this time, but I need to know for sure. Do you want me to cuck you?" Molly asks sincerely.

There's brief pause. You are trying to decide if she asked you because she's interested or asked you because she is hoping you'll say no and she can breathe easy. You can't lie to her. You just have to hope this goes well.

"Molly, yes. The truth is...I do want you to cuck me. I can't explain why but it would complete me," you answer. Saying it would "complete you" is a bit dramatic but you want there to be no room for misunderstanding.

"I thought so," Molly says. She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Um...John, the truth is..."