<h1><b>The attraction was undeniable.</b></h1><b> </b> <br>I couldn’t escape him. <br>I didn’t want to. <br>I was his. <br>He was mine. <br>But he wasn’t my husband. <br> <br>My once treasured marriage was now flawed and imperfect. <br>By the time the guilt set in, it was too late. <br>Reality was trying to keep me away from my obsession. <br>My husband was that reality. <br>My obsession was West. <br> <br>But West was forbidden. Taken. Married. <br>We were swingers. <br>It was the perfect arrangement. <br> <br>Until I fell in love… <br>With West.