Betrayal

knew that it was wrong, yet I dialed the number anyway. It was her. Her voice sent shivers over my body. I told her that I would be there, and I hung up the phone. I had thought about her since the first time I had set eyes upon her. She had that natural, real beauty and her personality made her that much more desirable. I knew that what I was doing would be irreversible and have repercussions.

I entered and she greeted me. My heart thumped and my feet felt weak from her smile. I was like a child and fumbled with my words as we spoke. Just being in her presence made me feel warm inside. As wrong as this was, I knew it was so right. “We shouldn’t be sneaking around like this” I said. She smiled and said it wasn’t really a big deal. “We all make choices and have the right to change our minds”. Her words were correct. Yet I still felt guilty.

I had been loyal to Christina. For six long years she was the one. We laughed, talked and shared the other’s inner most personal secrets. I trusted her completely. Yet, here I was betraying her with another. One that was younger, prettier and one I desired so.

Her skin felt great upon my own. I breathed in deep hoping her scent would be forever imbedded in me. She smelled so nice. So Fresh. Her youth shined through her eyes and her smile calmed me. Yes, I was a man hooked. A man who gave up one for another. I am after all, only human. I am weak. She ran her fingers through my hair and I melted there before her. Each word entered my consciousness and was filtered a thousand different ways. I wanted her and she was fully aware. She knew. How could she not? Could she, would she keep our secret? I asked her and she giggled. “What ever you want” was her reply. “I think that it would be better to get it out in the open though”. Maybe she was right. They would see one another often and our rendezvous would become harder to keep secret. “Is that good” she asked? I wanted to get upon a knee and propose to her right then and there. “That is perfect”, I told her.

For the past six years I have never let anyone cut my hair besides Christina. There is a new girl in town and not only does she cut well, she is beautiful and I will have her. Yes, it is betrayal!