When I Finally Gave In

I've been married for five years now and we have a beautiful home together. But last week, after our anniversary dinner, I found myself craving something different. A stranger approached me at the bar where my husband had left to make a call, tall, dark, and his eyes promised more than just drinks. We went back to his place, and in the heat of passion, I let him take me as I never let anyone else do before. His hands explored every inch of me, and I reveled in the raw intensity of it all. He entered me roughly, my body clenching around him with a mix of fear and exhilaration. We spent the night together, moving between each other's bodies until morning light made us both retreat into our separate realities.