Painting My Desires

I’ve always been open about my art and sexuality, but there’s one secret I keep hidden even from my partner. When we have sex, I sometimes imagine him as a different person, a stranger who just walks in on me creating my latest piece. This fantasy turns me on so much that it spills into the real moments with him. Last night, he asked if everything was okay, and I couldn’t bring myself to lie or admit the truth. So here’s my confession: during our intimate times together, I often imagine someone else. It’s not about him; we have a great relationship otherwise. But this is something I need to explore. Anyone relate? What would you do?