...It Wasn't Just Once...

I was married for years, but the reality is that I've been having these intense fantasies about women since before my marriage ended. A few weeks after the divorce papers were filed and everything felt final... there she was at a coffee shop near work, with her long dark hair pulled back and those piercing green eyes. She looked straight at me like she knew exactly what I wanted... to feel that forbidden connection again. We didn't speak until days later when we met up for drinks, but once the drinks turned into wine and then champagne, we were both too drunk to care about the implications. There was no question in her mind either, she'd had similar fantasies about me too since seeing me single at an event last year. Our hands moved quickly over each other's bodies... it wasn't just once though. It became a routine of secret late-night meet-ups when we could find privacy and our desires would consume us. Each time, I felt that rush of breaking all the rules again, but this time, it was my choice to explore something new. And damn if I don’t plan on doing it again...