Sex of any description.
Over the years, especially after the kids were born, the passion disappeared, and was not to return despite all sorts of efforts to re-kindle it. Once your sexual advances have been rejected maybe 200 times, it's hard to find a good reason to try again and be made to feel like shit - again. Don't get me wrong, I love my wife and she is my best friend and the woman I would love to grow old with.... BUT, the emptiness and physical ache of no sex eventually got too much about twelve years ago when I took the plunge in London to book with a stunning Hungarian woman. Wow - I've never looked back. I actually think it has taken most of the pressure off my marriage, and has stopped me from feeling like I was withering on the vine in my life if you know what I mean. I don't want the emotional attachment of an affair, my wife does not want sex any more, but I can enjoy fabulous sex, often with gorgeous women half my age and feel no guilt about it! A good punt makes me so happy sometimes, I have to rein myself in from getting too fluffy in my reviews!
Without punting, I would be a far less happy bloke. I would never want to humiliate my wife, and I would hate for her to be made openly aware of my hobby. I think she secretly knows, but I am really not sure - so maybe she is just relieved I am happier and she doesn't get pestered any more!