I have been in a relationship for 3 years. My boyfriend is wonderful. He is handsome, educated, cultured, driven, family oriented, affectionate, passionate, and he even has a sense of humor. He is everything a girl could ever want. But none of that mattered when I met Michael.
An old friend of mine from university asked me to go to lunch with her and a colleague one day. We hadn’t seen each other for a long time so I was eager to catch up and tell her about all that had changed in my life.
I rushed out of work at around 1:00pm to go and meet her. As I was making a mental note of all of the things I had to tell her, I caught sight of her and smiled. I looked to her left and saw a man..him.
From the moment I saw him, I knew I wanted him…I knew I would have him.
I finally caught up with the both of them. I pretended not to even look his way. Until my friend introduced me to him. “Cassie, this is Michael.” Michael. Michael. I imagined what it would be like to scream his name. We sat down, and my friend started talking about work, about the project her and Michael had both been worked on, about how they met, and all I could think about was how I wanted to sit on him..feel his lips travel from my lips, to my neck, to my breasts..his hands from the small of my back to my ass..
I could feel myself getting wet.
I looked at him to see if he was feeling any of what I was feeling. I couldn’t read him. Did he want me?
And then it hit me. What am I doing? I have a boyfriend! This internal battle raged inside of my head, and I even didn’t realize that Michael had gone up to go to the bathroom. When he left, my friend turned to me and asked me if everything was alright. She said I seemed preoccupied.
Boyfriend. Preoccupied. Bathroom. Michael.
I said that I would be ok, I just had to wash my hands. I walked up the stairs to the bathroom just as Michael was coming out. Our eyes locked. And before I knew it we were in the ladies bathroom. His lips on my lips, his hands on my ass.
And that’s when it all started.
My affair with Michael.