Caught Red-Handed Behind The Bar

I know my wife would go ballistic if she knew about this. I've been married for five years now and have always been pretty faithful, but the past year has had me questioning that loyalty in ways I never thought possible. It all started when this new bartender came to work at our local bar a couple of months back. She's got this wild mane of red hair and these piercing blue eyes that just...stare into your soul. And let’s not forget about her figure - she's a real firecracker with curves in all the right places. We've always had an unspoken understanding at work: don't cross that line between employee and employer, even if you’re both single. But when this new girl arrived, I realized my heart wasn’t just doing its job anymore; it was playing a different tune behind my back. It's all about the way she moves around the bar with an air of confidence and a playful smile that makes you wonder what’s really going on under those apron strings. One night after everyone had gone home, she approached me as I was locking up late one evening. We talked for hours over drinks behind the counter. It turned out we share quite a few interests - music, art, and...well, more adventurous tastes in bed too. After some convincing on her part and my very weak willpower on mine, things got pretty heated. We ended up having an incredibly explicit and graphic session right there, taking advantage of the locked doors and quiet hours after last call. I’ve never felt so out of control with someone before - every inch of skin was explored with passion and carelessness. It’s funny how a night behind the bar can turn into something so taboo for me. Now here I am, wondering if this is just a phase or an infidelity waiting to happen. She knows it's wrong but there's an allure that keeps us coming back to each other. And yes, my wife has no idea about any of this. But maybe she should...