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Your boyfriend’s arm draped around your shoulder is more of an expression laying claim to your body, while the other arm is probably tucked in his pocket, hiding a secret. A safe space for his phone, hiding DMs from women he told you were mere acquaintances and something not to worry about. You walk through the driveway as your neighbor who just moved in is washing his car, shirtless and chiseled; you know how he feels about you.

His message was clear the day you eyed him through your bedroom window, working out. The ultimate notion and question are too forbidden to ask. I was teasing you, urging you with a desire boiling up within you.

Instead of the boyfriend’s arm draped around you, you wish you were in your neighbor’s arms.

What ignites the spark that entices you to break your vows to your partner?

Why do people cheat? Let’s undress the truth behind your lies.

Oopsie

If you think about it, living with someone for the rest of your life seems like a straightforward thing to digest. Now fathom this, you’re with this person every second, the same challenge (which isn’t even one anymore), the same know-how, the same face, the same sex.

It was fun through the “honeymoon” period; now you’re just licking honey off an unwashed spoon they leave on the counter because they know you won’t leave.

Monotony is cancer for monogamy. Sometimes you want the good days back, even with a different pair of lips, a different scent, a different breath of air in your mouth.

Sometimes, you crave what you have overdosed on (if that makes sense). The honey might come off as bitter to some people, oopsie.

Bittersweet honey

Have you ever wondered why all the wrong things are so desirable? The remains of a decadent chocolate cake smeared on the corner of your lip you keep licking to drench yourself? This is because it offers bittersweet guilt of having something that is probably not good for you in excess. The feeling of bunking school for a run around the block with your best friend embracing your coming-of-age Netflix original, and trying not to get caught by the authorities is another prime example of why going after the wrong things is so desirable.

Not a factor in sex in the equation, and multiply that by 69 (the number is very well researched). That just about depicts the accuracy of how cheating can feel. Enough to unleash the sex devil inside you.

The idea of someone reigniting the feelings of arousal inside yourself upon an imaginary touch is a far-away cry from the reality that someone else has never caressed your body before, adding an unhealthy urge inside your head to try this option.  

Or the sound of your heart pounding, ringing in your ears, muffling the sound of your inner conscience telling you, “This is wrong,” until your lips hum a sadistic tune against their lips. 

We’re all junkies for the thing that makes us feel invincible. The idea of getting away with something that can potentially ruin the heaven you have created with your… “other” while sweating in the sauna of hell.

It’s okay; you can grab a towel; we won’t judge you for your innocent little fantasies. This is a safe space for those discovering themselves; it’s a slow process, and we don’t like to rush in and “cheat” our way through it.

You’re welcome to our safe space in Ally Snow’s delectably written book (that is not about sex, by the way) with a nice hot chocolate and a hint of honey.

Cute couples date idea: Reading This is not a book about sex with your significant other. (You might want to skip a few chapters *wink*)

Click on the link to buy her book; This Is Not a Book About Sex.