I 'Jogged' To My Lover's Home Every Day To Have An Affair

When I was studying for my part-time master’s degree programme at a local university, I met Robert*. He was a visiting professor from Australia, teaching psychology.

I was captivated by Robert’s appearance when I first met him in the lecture theatre. He was at least six feet tall, smartly dressed and carried himself impeccably well. But it was his smile, with that row of snow white teeth, which really melted my heart.

After almost every lecture, I would approach him and ask him questions, so we could have the chance to talk. Eventually, we started talking about other things, and became close after a few lectures. I revealed some details about my life, but never mentioned that I was married. One day, when the lecture ended, Robert volunteered to send me home, and naturally, I was delighted.

When we reached my flat, Robert offered to send me upstairs. This was when it happened. Once inside the lift, Robert took my hand, leaned in and kissed me softly on my lips. I had fantasised about this moment before, but had never expected this would happen in all my wildest dreams.