Whispers in the Night

Last week, we went away for this artist retreat, thinking it'd be about painting and bonding... turns out there was so much more buzzing around. This woman at the workshop, her eyes were always on me during breaks, when we thought no one else was looking... I'm married, of course, but something in that moment felt different, like an electric current between us. We ended up alone for a while by the lake, talking, flirting... and well, it went further than talking should... Her fingers were warm on my skin, she whispered words that left me breathless.... Can't really explain why I did it, or how we got there. It's over now, but those whispers echo in my mind still.