How did I get here?
One night in a hotel room, with my husband watching from miles away, I knelt before another man. His presence was overwhelming, his body powerful, the big black desire impossible to resist.
It wasn’t supposed to happen. It began as whispers, as fantasy, as playful confessions between a wife and her husband. But when the line blurred between imagination and reality, I found myself living out the very things I thought I’d only ever say.
This is my story. My confession. The moment I surrendered, and the night that changed everything.
