"I want you, Amanda," he whispered, looking down at her.

"Oh, Tanner," she whispered back. "I want you too. But I'm married. I love my husband." I could tell her remaining resistance was unraveling fast.

"I know," Tanner acknowledged. "But he's not here, is he?" He leaned in towards her so that their foreheads were almost touching.

I saw Amanda consider Tanner's question, the tension between them reaching a boil. I knew that deep down, though, Amanda had already made her decision.

She pulled Tanner into a sudden kiss. Then, before he could react, Amanda pushed her body against his, her desire crashing through what little remained of her resistance....