The study was dreary even with the sun shining through the thin curtains.
‘Just once,’ he’d said.
Part of her wanted to give into his adulterous plan.
She twisted her wedding band round and round.
Her heart fluttered with a wave of excitement.
Glancing at the clock, she knew Randall wouldn’t be home for hours.
His empty whiskey glass her justification for the wayward exploit.
The phone rang again.
She picked up the receiver slowly; her yearning greater than her reasoning.
She could hear his voice was full of desire.
“Once,” she said to him, “just once and never again.”
Word Count: 100
Genre: Flash Fiction
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