Isn’t that how all stories like this begin? You convince yourself you’re different, that you’d never cross the line. But then it happens, unexpected, thrilling, and impossible to resist.
The First Taste
It started with a glance, a lingering, charged moment that sent shivers down my spine. But it wasn’t innocent. Not really. I felt it, they felt it, and neither of us could deny it.
The tension was electric, the kind that makes you forget everything else around you. The first kiss was a collision of hunger and restraint, the kind that leaves you gasping for air. It wasn’t just a kiss, it was an awakening.
The Highs and Lows
The highs are indescribable. The way they look at you, touch you, make you feel like you’re the most desirable person on the planet. It’s not just lust it’s the way they see the parts of you that no one else notices, the parts you thought were long forgotten.
But the lows… those hit hard. The guilt eats away at you in the quiet moments. The fear of being caught keeps you awake at night. You tell yourself you’ll stop, that you’ll walk away, but then you see them again, and all your resolve crumbles.
Losing Yourself
Affairs aren’t just about losing control, they’re about losing yourself. You become someone you barely recognize, someone who lies, who sneaks around, who justifies actions you once thought were unthinkable.
But you also find parts of yourself you didn’t know existed. The daring, passionate, reckless side that’s been buried under the weight of routine and responsibility.
It showed me the power of desire, the pull of temptation, and the fragility of the lines we draw for ourselves.
