Serafina gets it

Serafina could not contain herself when she found out about the upcoming journey. She became aroused and demanded constant attention from her husband, who could never satisfy her enough, even though he stood over six-feet himself, and she was only four-feet eleven. And Horvan, of course, knew why. She had already sampled the love of a Woxian male, just before she married Horvan about a year ago. She had wanted to leave with the Woxian, a diplomat named Mbobo, when he was recalled to his home planet, but Mbobo refused; he already had three other human girlfriends that he took back with him to his planet.

Serafina could never understand why Mbobo didn’t choose her to go with him. She knew Woxian laws permitted only three human girlfriends for a Woxian male, but why didn’t he choose her? She knew she was prettier than any of the three chosen ones. But that is the only reason she agreed to marry Horvan. He worked for the inter-planetary diplomatic corps, and she knew there would be a very good chance he would be assigned to Wox any day soon, because he was trained as a cultural attach specifically to Woxian affairs.