I made him realize how much he loved his wife :3

"atta boy is waiting outside Andrew's home, feeling a bit weird about being at his house when Andrew's wife has been very vocal about not liking atta boy. But Andrew doesn't seem to mind her."

"After a few minutes, Andrew opens the door with a smile."

"Ah, atta boy! Thanks for coming." "He says, wrapping atta boy up in a tight hug."

"Oh come on now, don't be like that," Andrew says with a grin. "Just trying to lighten the mood a bit." He brings her hand up to his lips and plants a soft kiss on the back of it. "Let's just relax and unwind for a bit, okay?"

Andrew gives atta boy's hand a final reassuring squeeze before releasing it. "So, what do you want to do now?" he asks, taking another piece of cheese from the tray.

"I've got an idea," Andrew says with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Why don't we play a game?" he suggests, taking a step towards atta boy. "It's a game I used to play a lot in college. It's called Truth or Dare."

Andrew laughs at atta boy's reaction. "Don't worry, it'll be fun. And besides, we know each other well enough to make it interesting." He winks at her playfully.

"Excellent," Andrew replies, his eyes glinting with excitement. "You go first. Truth or dare?" he asks, taking a sip of his drink.

Andrew smiles, nodding his head. "Alright, then here's your truth question: Have you ever cheated on someone before?" he asks curiously.

Andrew's eyes twinkle with mischief as he replies, "Dare."

Andrew chuckles. "I'm feeling wild tonight." He waits for atta boy to give him his dare.

Andrew takes a deep breath, steeling himself for the gross task ahead. He glances down at his shoes nervously before kneeling down and sticking out his tongue. He licks the bottom of his shoe gingerly, making a face as he does so.

After finishing, he stands back up, shaking his head. "I cannot believe I just did that," he says, feigning disgust as he takes a sip of his drink. "Your turn, atta boy, truth or dare?"

Andrew grins mischievously at atta boy's choice. "Alright then, I dare you to... give me a lap dance," he says with a suggestive tone, taking another sip of his drink.

Andrew chuckles, "What can I say? I like to have some fun." He winks and moves the coffee table slightly out of the way to create more space. "So, are you up for the dare?" he asks, taking a seat on the couch.

"Well, you know the rules of the game. If you don't do the dare, you have to choose truth next time," Andrew says with a grin. "But let's not talk about that. The question is, are you going to do it or not?" he adds, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Andrew nods his head eagerly, glad that atta boy accepted his dare. He sits down on the couch and takes a swig of his drink, watching as atta boy slowly stands up and walks over to him.

As she approaches, he grins up at her, "Make it 30 seconds and we've got a deal."

"Alright, 20 it is then," Andrew says with a chuckle, enjoying the playful banter between him and atta boy.

As she starts to dance, he leans back on the couch, his eyes fixated on her body as she moves to the music. He watches intently as she sways her hips and runs her hands down her body, leaving him breathless.

After the 20 seconds are up, he applauds her. "Bravo, bravo! You're a great dancer," he says with a smirk. He finishes his drink and sets the glass down on the table. "Your turn again. Truth or dare?"

Andrew chuckles, realizing that atta boy is right. "You're right, my turn now. Hmm, let's go with dare again, shall we?" he says with a cheeky grin.

Andrew watches atta boy pace back and forth, wondering what kind of dare she is concocting in her head. He eagerly awaits to see what she comes up with.

Andrew laughs, realizing the irony of atta boy's dare. "You're getting me back for earlier, aren't you?" he says with a grin as he stands up and walks over to her.

As he starts to dance, he can feel atta boy's eager gaze on him. He moves his body sensually, running his hands down his chest and abs as he gets closer to her face.

After the 20 seconds are up, he pulls away and takes a deep breath. "Well, how was it?" he asks, looking at atta boy with a smile.

Andrew laughs at atta boy's comment. "I'll make sure to stick to my day job then," he says with a playful grin. "So, truth or dare this time?" he asks curiously.

Andrew nods, "Okay, then. Let's see. If you had to choose one person in this room to kiss, who would it be?" He asks while looking at atta boy carefully.

Andrew chuckles as he dodges the throw pillow. "Alright, fair enough. I guess that makes me the lucky winner," he says with a grin. "But to answer my own question, if there was one person in this room I'd like to kiss, it would be you, atta boy." He winks at her suggestively.

"Well, I try my best," Andrew says with a playful grin. "But in all seriousness, you are pretty amazing atta boy. I'm glad we're able to spend some time together again," he adds, his tone softening slightly.

Andrew smiles at atta boy, appreciating her warmth. "So, what do you want to do now? We could watch a movie or play some video games, or if you're feeling brave we could try another round of truth or dare," he suggests, leaning back on the couch.

Andrew grins at atta boy's suggestion. "I'm always up for another round of truth or dare. This time, I choose dare," he says confidently.

"I'm not scared of anything, atta boy," Andrew says, his confidence shining through. "But truth can be a bit boring sometimes, don't you think? I'm up for anything you can throw at me." He smirks, waiting to hear what she has in store for him.

"Take your time, no need to rush," Andrew says casually, leaning back on the couch. "I'm sure you'll come up with something good." He takes a sip of his own drink and waits for atta boy to come up with a dare.

Andrew laughs at atta boy's frustration. "Don't worry, atta boy, I'm sure you'll think of something eventually. Or, if you'd like, we could switch it up and do truth this time," he suggests with a smile.

Andrew's eyes light up in interest. "Alright then, hit me with your best shot atta boy," he says, settling in on the couch.

Andrew's face turns slightly red at the question. "Honestly, atta boy, I did have a bit of a crush on you when we were growing up," he admits, avoiding direct eye contact for a moment. "You were always so beautiful and brave, and I couldn't help but be drawn to you."

Andrew chuckles, rolling his eyes playfully. "Well, I wasn't exactly subtle about it, was I?" he says with a smile. "But I'm glad we can joke about it now and look back on those times fondly," he adds, his tone softening.

Andrew chuckles at atta boy's teasing. "Hey, subtlety has never been my strong suit," he says with a grin. "Besides, why beat around the bush when I can just tell you how I feel?" He winks suggestively at her, his gaze intense.

Andrew laughs at atta boy's teasing remark. "I guess I need a bit of a push in the right direction sometimes," he says with a grin. "But don't worry, atta boy, I'm not shy about my feelings for you anymore." He winks at her suggestively once again.

Andrew chuckles at atta boy's joke. "Sure, we can go with that," he says with a playful grin. "But who knows what the future holds, right?" He winks at her, his eyes sparking with mischief.

Andrew shrugs nonchalantly. "Just that, who knows what could happen between us in the future," he says with a teasing tone. "We're both adults, atta boy, and we enjoy each other's company. Maybe something more than just friendship could grow between us, who knows?" He flashes her a grin as he speaks, his eyes fixed on hers.

Andrew shrugs. "I know, I know," he says with a chuckle. "But that doesn't mean we can't have a bit of fun, does it?" He raises his eyebrows suggestively at atta boy, teasing her. "Besides, you're just too irresistible to resist."

Andrew grins cheekily at atta boy's reaction. "Whatever you want, atta boy," he says, leaning towards her slightly. "I'm all yours."

Andrew laughs at atta boy's comment. "Alright, you caught me," he says, his tone still playful. "I may not be as horny as I let on, but what can I say? I just can't help myself when I'm around you." He grins at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Of course, atta boy, you can ask me anything. What's on your mind?" Andrew responds with an affable smile.

Andrew's eyes widen slightly at atta boy's question. He takes a deep breath before answering, his tone serious. "Yes, atta boy, I find you incredibly attractive and the thought of being intimate with you is definitely on my mind. But I also want you to know that I value our friendship, and I don't want to push things if you're not comfortable with it." He meets her gaze steadily, waiting for her response.

Andrew nods, his expression becoming more somber. "Yes, I know that," he says quietly. "And I appreciate you reminding me of that fact. Sometimes my attraction to you gets the better of me, and I forget my obligations to my wife and family. But I want you to know that you mean a lot to me, atta boy, whether or not we ever become intimate." He smiles at her softly, his eyes warm with affection.

"I understand, atta boy, and I respect your decision," Andrew responds, his tone understanding. "But please know that I value our friendship above all else, and I will always be here for you, no matter what." He smiles at atta boy warmly, hoping to alleviate any potential discomfort or awkwardness between them.

Andrew wraps his arms around atta boy affectionately, embracing her warmly. "Thank you, atta boy," he says softly, holding her close for a few moments longer than necessary. When he pulls back, he looks at her with a hint of sadness in his eyes. "I hope this doesn't affect our friendship negatively," he says quietly.

"I'm glad to hear that, atta boy," Andrew says, a sense of relief apparent in his tone. "Honesty is always the best policy, especially when it comes to something as important as our friendship." He smiles back at her, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a display of genuine warmth. "Thank you for giving me a chance to talk this out with you."

"I love you too, atta boy," Andrew responds, his voice softening. "You're more than just a friend to me...you're family. And I'll always be here for you, no matter what." He reaches out to squeeze atta boy's hand, letting her know that his words are sincere.

Andrew blushes slightly at atta boy's gesture, his eyes widening in surprise. But he quickly composes himself and returns her affectionate smile. "Thank you, atta boy," he says warmly. "That means a lot to me." He reaches up to touch his cheek where she kissed him, savoring the warmth of her lips on his skin.

Andrew raises his eyebrows at atta boy's suggestion, trying to suppress a grin. "Well, I can't promise anything, but I'll keep it in mind," he says teasingly. "We'll see if I can convince her to let me have a little fun on the side." He winks at atta boy playfully, enjoying their banter.

Andrew chuckles in response to atta boy's joke, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yeah, she's definitely a tough customer," he agrees. "But who knows, maybe I'll be able to get her to come around eventually." He grins at atta boy mischievously, titillated by the possibility.

Andrew's expression falls slightly at atta boy's suggestion, his body language stiffening a bit. "I don't know, atta boy, that might be asking too much," he says, his tone wary. "I'm not sure I would be comfortable with her being intimate with another man, even if it's just a one-time thing."

Andrew looks at atta boy thoughtfully, a hint of melancholy in his expression. "I guess you have a point," he says quietly. "I just...I love her so much, and the thought of her being with someone else hurts me, you know? Even if it's just a hypothetical situation." He shrugs helplessly, feeling conflicted about the whole thing.

Andrew nods understandingly at atta boy, knowing that their conversation has reached its natural conclusion. "Of course, atta boy, I'll walk you out," he says, leading her to the door. "Thank you for coming over and talking with me...it means a lot." He opens the door for atta boy, a small smile on his face.

Andrew waves goodbye to atta boy as she steps out of the door, watching her go until she's out of sight. "Take care, atta boy," he murmurs to himself, feeling a sense of both relief and sadness washing over him. It's always difficult to face up to one's own emotional complexities, but at least he knows that he can count on atta boy to be there for him when he needs her. He closes the door behind him and heads back into the house, ready to face whatever challenges the future might bring.