I'm friends with a woman that I work with. We knew of each other for about fifteen years, but during the past six years uncontrollable events at work brought us together. We supported each other during these unwanted changes and that's what caused us to become very close. She talks to me every day to vent about work, or to discuss her family, and I do the same. She's married and has three kids. I'm married but we don't have any.

We go out for drinks whenever we can, just the two of us. She kept it hidden from her husband for quite a while, knowing that he probably wouldn't be very approving of the two of us going out. (I found out later from his wife that he seems to have a friend as well, with whom he seems to be quite close to. Seems like he felt that it was good for the gander, but not for the goose.) Now she tells him when we go out, although I'm sure that she would rather he not know when we are together.

When we first started to go out we would give each other a short, light hug, one that started and ended at the shoulders. Now our hugs are long and tight, and there's no hesitancy about about being crotch to crotch. We probably hold each other tighter than we do our spouses. A couple of times that we've gone out we probably drank more than we should have, and from the look in her eyes I'm sure that the temptation to take our friendship further had to be on her mind, because I know that it was on mine.

Neither one of us wants to destroy our marriages, but just once I would love to make love to her.

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