I’m all in… her.Except she sneaks off after and I’m left with only her first name and panties.Turns out, finding her is the easy part. Making her mine?Impossible, once I discover she’s my student.

    Christmas marked the date my husband left our home and ran into the arms of his secretary. It happens so frequently and to so many women, it isn’t even interesting anymore. That is, until it happens to you. When it’s your husband asking for a divorce it’s a different story. It took time before I met Logan. Before I cuddled close to him, relieved, happy with my nerves on high. Before he tilted my chin so I could see into his eyes as he bent his head low to kiss me. Slow at first, building the burn, a stealthy kindling that caught fire and I wondered what it would be like to be loved by a man like him.