It Happened After We Broke Up

I can hardly bring myself to write this down. A week after Sarah and I got divorced, I was so lost without her that I ended up at the home of my ex-girlfriend's younger sister, Emily. She’s in her twenties and knew everything about us, but she also knew how much pain I was in. That night, we had sex on her couch. It was intense, more to fill an empty ache than for passion. We both knew it was wrong, but the feeling of being inside her, hearing her moans as I thrust into her, knowing it brought us both some kind of twisted relief, that's what hurts me most now.