I'm Engaged But I Craved Her Lips And Harder Than I Admit

I recently married my fiancée after four years of dating, and while we have a great relationship, there was this one night that sticks out in my mind like a scar. It happened about six months before the engagement, when I met an exuberant woman named Jane at a bar. We clicked instantly over drinks; she had this energy that just drew me in. She asked if I wanted to grab coffee the next day and I reluctantly agreed since I was already committed. After hanging out for a couple of hours, we found ourselves alone on her couch. Her body language screamed invitation, and despite my best intentions, I let myself get carried away. We kissed passionately, I felt her tongue trace my bottom lip before slipping inside, and I tasted the sweet remnants of our drinks mingling with something uniquely hers. My cock hardened as she pressed herself against me, grinding ever so slightly. Before we knew it, clothes were discarded, and I was pressing into her slick heat. Her moans filled the room and echoed in my ears, sharp, desperate sounds that pulled me deeper into the moment. I loved how uninhibited she was; there wasn't a single pretense or reservation about her desires. I’m still with my fiancée now, but every time I think of Jane’s unfiltered lust, it makes me wonder: would you ever cheat on your partner if it felt this good?