I cherished my time as the other woman.
Twice in my life, I've played the other woman.
It happened to me twice: once as a complete surprise, and once as complete knowledge.
The person with whom I was having sexual relations had a spouse.
As a young woman, I was enamoured with the experience. I had this secret conversation.
I can't help but feel sorry for myself as I reflect on it now that I'm married.
Does this make me a bad person? I don't know. But as I've gotten older, it's something I've pondered quite a bit.
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