#tobetouched

And to my husband I say: I am having an affair., And I refuse to apologize for this thing that has made me feel  for the first time. It started intellectually. I was touched, I felt a connection on our walks, every time we went out to coffee or dinner, and every time I stared into his eyes, I felt it and I was touched. It then became physical. He touched me, And I felt a wave of need come over…