I didn’t cheat on him.
I only thought about her.
I didn’t cheat on him.
We only touched.
I didn’t cheat on him.
Her soft, pliant skin.
I didn’t cheat on him.
Quivering under my mouth.
I didn’t cheat on him.
Legs wrapped around waist.
I didn’t cheat on him.
The arching of backs.
I didn’t cheat on him.
The moaning of names.
I didn’t cheat on him.
I’m seeing her tomorrow.
I didn’t cheat on him.
Can hardly wait.
I didn’t cheat on him.
We’ll do this over and over.
I didn’t cheat on him.
I didn’t sleep with another man.
I didn’t cheat on him.
Women don’t count.
Vox populi