---- Chapter 5 Lesley finally managed to pull her hand away and slapped me, instantly sobering me up. Then she wore a slightly regretful look as she hesitated, wanting to touch my cheek but stopping midway. Her eyes welled with tears, and two streams of tears ran down her face. I snapped out of my daze, feeling a rush of guilt and regret as I looked at Lesley and loosened my grip on her. "Phil, we can't do this," Lesley said softly, her voice trembling. "Not only would it hurt Joe, but it would also hurt Tess." Her words made the sting of her earlier slap feel even sharper. I realized how foolish I had been, completely forgetting everything that mattered. "Don't worry. I won't say anything about tonight," Lesley added as she stepped back from me, adjusting her loose nightdress. At this point, the movie had ended. I didn't expect our ---- tension to have lasted that long. Isighed quietly, noticing the bulge in that awkward area. Lesley, looking embarrassed, spoke again. "You should go home now... Tess will have to work overtime tonight." It was almost ironic. She was the one who had started it all, yet she was now telling me to go home. As I was leaving, I bumped into Joe, who looked tired but was surprised to see me. "Phil, you're done with the movie?" he asked. I felt a twinge of guilt and had to look away. After all, I had just kissed his wife and almost slept with her. "Yeah, it's over," I replied, yawning to cover my unease. "It was a long one, and I'm feeling pretty tired. You've had a long day too, so make sure to get some rest." "Thanks, Phil. You get some rest too," Joe said as he waved goodbye. ---- When I got home, I saw my wife lying on the bed. As 1 approached her, my thoughts briefly wandered back to Lesley's soft, sweet lips. I couldn't help but reach out to Tess in bed, exploring her body. I finally understood what people meant when they said they would sometimes be with one person while wishing they were someone else. To be honest, I wished with all my heart that the person in my bed now was Lesley. Tess, annoyed by my touch, hummed a few times before mumbling, half-awake, "I'm so tired. Let's just rest tonight..." I didn't listen. All I could think about was satisfying my own needs. But strangely, things went much smoother than usual, almost too easy. I didn't dwell on it at the time. Afterward, lying in bed, my thoughts kept drifting back to Lesley-the way she smiled, the way she moved. I realized I was becoming infatuated with her, thinking of ways I could make her mine. ---- But when I glanced at my wife, already asleep beside me, guilt washed over me. How could I allow myself to think like this? What was I doing? Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!