I love my husband. He is kind, reliable, and has stood by my side through every chapter of our life together. But lately, I’ve felt something stir inside me—something I never expected. And it all started with my boss.

It wasn’t intentional. At first, he was just another figure in my daily routine—professional, confident, and completely off-limits. But then, there were moments. Fleeting glances that lingered a second too long, the way his voice softened when he spoke to me, the way he noticed small details about me that my husband no longer does. A compliment here, a brush of his hand there, and suddenly, I found myself waiting for the next interaction, craving the way he made me feel.

With him, I feel seen. Wanted. Desired in a way that’s raw and thrilling, a way that sends electricity through my veins. It’s not just attraction—it’s a reminder of the woman I used to be, the one who laughed easily, who felt beautiful without trying. Around him, I feel that fire again.

And that’s what terrifies me. Because I know I shouldn’t feel this way. I know I have a good man at home who loves me. But now, I can’t ignore the fact that something inside me has awakened, and I don’t know if I can ever put it back to sleep.