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Oh this hits home for me..
I’ve been there, and oh yes, it does make you feel so wonderful and so terrible at the same time.
xoxo Jana
I love love love love when this happens. I have been there as well and enjoyed every moment of the delicious naughtiness. Even though it eventually ended, it was simply amazing while it was happening and I wouldn’t have changed a thing.
Oh wow ~ this is my life right now!! Other than I have stepped over that line~ it is not only a mindfuck anymore…. we have met, we are meeting again…
It is true… feeling so happy, then feeling so wrong..
I love my husband, the thought of leaving or my marriage ending terrifies me…… but…….oh yes the but…….
the exhilaration I feel , the desire inside of me , the fact that I await his messages so that I can do what he asks of me………….