It Wasn't Meant To Be

I met her at a conference and we hit it off right away. Engaged to someone else, but I felt something special with her too. We went back to my hotel room, both of us knowing what this was, just an evening, no strings attached. She undressed slowly, looking at me like I was the only one in the world. Then we were skin on skin, feeling each other out. Her breasts pressed against me as our hips moved together, her soft moans filled the room. But when it finally came down to it, I couldn't ignore my fiancé's name flashing through my head. She looked at me with disappointment, and we knew it was over. That night still haunts me.