Kali,
May be the ladies weren't attractive enough / wrinkly / drunk / common?
Oh no, I am sure these girls were Victoria Secret models, and your handsome and successful husband met them in an exclusive bar of a plush hotel in, say, Hong Kong, whilst you are asleep in your cosy Surrey mansion?
And he Ordered the cocktails and then they ate Beluga caviar with little silver - oh no sorry, how common of me - mother of pearl petite but oh so delicate spoons!
All washed down with champagne. the bar smells lovely, old leather smell mixed with the hotel's designated scent, by L'Artisan Parfumeur.
Candles are flickering, soft laugh all around, eyes are twinkling.
One of the girls offers to go upstairs to DH's room as she'd love to see his collection of ties / whatever.
DH knows noone would find out. The girl thinks she could probably give him the BJ of his life and then the next day he'd take her out or something and eventually they'll happily live ever after.
He knows it's 1 night and it's free, sort of. Dear wife is far away and she'd be non the wiser. What one doesn't know...
Happens A LOT.
I travel abroad with male colleagues.
They don't like me going to bars with them at night. Apparently I cramp their style - other women rarely approach if there is already a woman at the table.
Again, only speaking of what I see.
Of course, school teacher or a postman just doesn't get opportunities to travel, to spend evenings unchecked, in a different time zone and when no consequences are likely.
So it's all about the opportunities!