"I received another mail from my wife in my mailbox... 'A married woman pretends to be a coincidence and invites her to

I wanted to meet him, I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to change my lonely days. With a slight guilt like a boy who was shoplifting for the first time, he timidly dropped the mail addressed to him at the post box next door. He was kind and, as expected, delivered the mail. Having had a taste, I dropped it back in the mailbox next door. Even the second and third insensitive guy is probably skeptical. However, one day, I was continuing to post mail to him because I wanted to see him, but my lips were suddenly taken away...