Shortly after getting married, I attended a high school reunion and reconnected with a man I'd secretly admired for years. With some lingering awkwardness between me and my husband, I may have been more susceptible to his advances. After drinking too much wine, my inhibitions faded, and I ended up following him to a hotel. I still remember clearly the warm embrace we shared outside the bar, and how, on our way to the hotel, my heart and body burned intensely, pushed to the brink of surrender.