A few things you should know about me: I'm well cared for, well developed and funny.

Women like guys who can make them laugh - and I don't mean dick size. No, they want wit with a side of greatness… and a good dose of fidelity. I can offer all this, and thanks to a flourishing carpentry company, I also have a fat bank account. That's already decent equipment.

Now Natalie enters the scene. Beautiful, sexy, smart and my new assistant. Which means absolutely forbidden territory. Well, I'm a decent guy. I manage not to succumb to the temptation that brings me to work every day.

Except once in Las Vegas… Yeah, you've definitely heard that before. A few bad business news, a few extra cocktails and suddenly we're at it. Show. And before he says "oh my god, just like that, YES!" for the millionth time, we both say the big yes in a roadside chapel in front of a guy in a shiny gold jumpsuit and fake lips.

But that night in Vegas can't quite be forgotten, and now my dick is crawling out of my pants whenever Natalie is around. And the more we try to keep our hands off each other, the more often we end up naked and the more time I want to spend with her clothed. So the question is… will I accept this woman as my ex-wife?