On our third wedding anniversary, I prepared a romantic dinner but he came home smelling like another woman's perfume. I caught him cheating - she was even pregnant with his child.
Heartbroken, I got drunk and ended up at a hotel with his older brother. In my drunken state, I kissed him first. What I thought would be revenge turned into something more when he responded with barely controlled desire. We were on the sofa, his shirt half-unbuttoned, when I lost control and moaned his name...