Breaking Rules Was Worth It

I never thought I'd be the kind of person who would cheat, but after months of my husband being deployed and us drifting apart, I found myself slipping. There was this guy at our base, a fellow soldier, let's call him Mike. We had known each other for years, kept it friendly-professional until recently when his own wife cheated on him and left. He got a little tipsy one night after drinks, and suddenly there we were, alone in my apartment. There was this electric current between us, something that felt like a moment waiting to happen. We kissed, things escalated quickly. It's not like it happened out of nowhere, I had been flirting with him for weeks, but the actual act still caught me off guard. Afterward, we both knew what had crossed the line, and yet...we didn't regret it at all. There was this rush of defiance, this sense that maybe marriage wasn’t as sacred as I thought. It's not like I want to leave my husband or betray him deeply, but damn if the thrill of crossing a boundary isn't worth indulging in once in a blue moon.