Eight months ago, I married the most wonderful man. I am utterly devoted to him except I am unable to provide for him in the way men need. While in Paris and away from Charles, I learned something new about myself--I am stronger than I think and there are other men who desire me. But those aren't my real secrets. I must have him. He is all that I have dreamed.
I would be considered a cad if I admitted to an affair. After I confessed to Alizabet, all of the sins of the past started to unravel. Might I say it was a good thing since I found out why my alluring and unattainable wife is not my lover? We belong together. When she is in my arms, I want no other.
Note: This story contains dubious consent and references to rape, although no rape scenes are depicted.
