My husband no longer sees me as a woman, so I begin browsing a dating app exclusively for married people. One day a notification leads to a face I could never forget: the ex-boyfriend I dated during my student days. He was a womanizing jerk, but he was exceptionally good in bed. We are both married now, and I convince myself he must have settled down and that meeting just once will be harmless. I send him a message asking to meet, never imagining that one decision will ignite a forbidden double affair and pull me back into sex with the man whose body matches mine perfectly.