I did something wrong. Well, it felt right. But technically it’s wrong. A few months have passed since Aegisthus and I had that meaningful conversation, and today he was acting like his usual flirty and overly friendly self. What made today special (and blog-worthy) is that this time when he made his advances, I didn’t refuse. Ever since we’ve become so close I’ve found myself asking why I should. When I’m with him I’m the happiest I’ve been in a long time, he makes me feel beautiful, like a woman, and he seems to genuinely feel for me the way I do for him. Also, it’s not like the man I’m being faithful to is doing me the same courtesy. So today, when Aegisthus held my hand and leant in for that kiss, I did not pull away.
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