Weekdays at 3pm. I took off my "wife". Does a racy massage constitute adultery?

My life is fulfilled. A rich life for my beloved husband. Happy days. We go shopping together and even take a bath together. Same goes for brushing your teeth. Our lives couldn't be more fulfilling. Yes, that's what I thought. Until one day, when I was worried about stiff shoulders, my husband introduced me to a masseuse who came. Until I realized that my firm breasts and plump ass were being carefully and persistently massaged by my beloved husband with lewd hands that I had never experienced before. 3pm on a weekday when I'm alone. In my love nest with my husband, the chime of a visitor rings again today. I fell in love with my womb and heard the sound of the mask coming off.