Name changed as this is a bit embarrassing.
About 20 years ago I briefly dated someone who was annoying but very good in bed. He's been my Go To fantasy man ever since. I'm married to a lovely man but every now and then a bit of fantasy never did anyone any harm.
Except for now. Last night I had a dream where I went to Fantasy Man's flat for a bit of weekend nookie but my mother had stalked me and followed me there. I went to the car to get my overnight bag and when I returned there she was, sitting in the kitchen with her cats bum face on, threatening to tell my DH.
I had to break up with Fantasy Man all over again as I said I couldn't risk losing my DH over all of this.
So thanks, mum. That little bit of fantasy land is completely ruined now.