I married you because you made certain promises. You were going to work and I was going to be able to stay home and do whatever I want. I gave up my old life for you. I feel betrayed. I didn't have to stop having all of that wild sex, but I decided it was time to settle down with a man that promised to always satisfy me. It was basically in our vows. You're just not doing enough though. You're not meeting the mark. What happened? you're working so hard but somehow you can't keep up with the things I require to be happy. We both know that happiness doesn't come from the bedroom either! I saw this coming, so I've been well prepared. I've decided to take matters into my own hands, so I get both the SEX and the MONEY I rightfully deserve..