#5: It Really Can “Just Happen”
The first time I cheated, I slept with a guy I met on a business trip … who was married. We were drinking at the hotel bar, we started flirting, and I gave him a hard time when I saw his wedding ring. Then I told him I had a boyfriend. Because we were both cheating, it almost felt acceptable — we were never going to see each other, we had protected sex, and we were both lonely and hundreds of miles from home.
