Addicted To Delilah
They lay together in the bed of their cheap hotel room, the glow from the neon sign outside their window the only illumination. He watched her dozing, the heady satisfaction of satiated lust clear on her face. The window was behind her so her skin shone with the light filtering in through the window and there appeared to be a halo of red light around her. Fitting, he thought, since she was his vice, the she-devil on his shoulder whispering to his mind of carnal desires. He knew he shouldn't...
Cheating