I awoke slowly the next morning. The feeling of satin sheets against my skin. The blanket wrapped around my bare legs. The mattress sunk into my body, tempting me to let myself fall back asleep for a few more hours. I stretched my muscles out, my leg sliding against the leg of another person. Memories of last night's events came flooding my mind. I kept my eyes shut, pretending to sleep still so I could have been moment.
We did so much last night, and I was fully willing to do it. Even now, lying here beside him, I've never felt so sure. I never felt so comfortable, and I guess the world would be happy. Or was it that I felt so sure about something. I felt no guilt about my pleasurable night, and that's what disgusted me the most.
My wedding rings felt heavy and hot on my left hand, as i
