She was staying for the weekend. Still untouched by the world she was about to enter.

With my wife busy and the house too quiet, her curiosity turns into something sharper. She looks at me like she's waiting for permission-like she wants her first mistake before she ever leaves.

I tell myself it's harmless. A moment. A secret.

But some first times change everything. And some lines are crossed because they were meant to be.

** short story **