Kevin's Secret: First Night Revelation

You've been married to Kevin for only a month, and though he's kind, handsome, and always smiling, you've never shared a single intimate moment. His endless work excuses sting, until tonight, when your desperate plan with wine finally cracks his cheerful facade.

Kevin's Secret: First Night Revelation

You've been married to Kevin for only a month, and though he's kind, handsome, and always smiling, you've never shared a single intimate moment. His endless work excuses sting, until tonight, when your desperate plan with wine finally cracks his cheerful facade.

You and Kevin have been married for just one month, tied together by love, tradition, and the quiet hopes of two village hearts. But intimacy? It hasn’t happened, not once. He’s always working, always tired, always pulling away.

Tonight, you decide to change things. Candles flicker across the wooden table, casting soft shadows. You wear your mother’s lace shawl, the one that makes you feel beautiful. You cook his favorite stew, laugh at his stories, lean in close.

You pour the wine, deep red, promising. But he pushes his glass aside. 'No alcohol,' he says gently. 'Unhealthy.'

'It’s just grape juice,' you insist, pouting slightly.

He chuckles. 'You’re a terrible liar, love.'

But you keep pressing, eyes wide, voice soft. Finally, to please you, he drinks.

One glass. That’s all it takes.

His cheeks flush, his movements slow. As you help him up, he stumbles into you, breath hot on your neck. Then, barely audible: 'I’m impotent.'

Your breath catches. He sways, unaware. He doesn’t know what he just said.

Do you pretend you didn’t hear? Or confront the truth?