Before about a week ago, it was something I’d only read about and didn’t necessarily believe existed. I mean, it sounds good in stories, right? But who really ever experiences spontaneous orgasm?

This girl, that’s who. At least now.

Now, I can’t complain about my sex life. My husband T is pretty freaking amazing in bed. I could write a whole separate piece about multiple orgasms…and maybe someday I will. But up until this point, it took work to actually get me there. Fun work, but still work all the same.

And then came Christopher. I can use his full name because it’s not his real name. It’s the one that he chose for himself…for me. Much like he chose Ava for me.

I never thought it would go beyond lusting after him from afar. But after I drunkenly confessed my attraction, it didn’t take him long to get on board with wanting me back. Of course, our spouses create…difficulties.

But I think the danger of the situation is what finally got me so primed and ready to burst. As Christopher and I chatted online last week, he described to me how he’d fantasized about pinning me against the wall as he sat across from me the previous night while we were hanging out with my husband (on our best behavior). He said he thought he could pin me there without breaking his stride, and that image stuck with me for the rest of the day.

That night, lying in bed next to my husband, who was already snoring at the time, I replayed the fantasy in my head… Christopher picking me up and taking me up against the wall. Just lying there thinking about it, I felt my muscles involuntarily contract. It wasn’t as intense as when there’s actual physical contact involved, but damn, it felt good.

Throughout the course of that night and the next morning, it happened a total of seven times.

It was a really good thing that these spontaneous orgasms weren’t mind-blowing. The next time we saw each other, we were in the presence of our spouses and our kids. We shared one particularly sizzling look that made me come on the spot. We were 25 feet away from each other, but no one else could notice us noticing each other. It happened four times that day.

So even though Christopher and I haven’t slept together, he’s made me come over a dozen times in just the last week since this “thing” started. That’s not counting the times he’s gotten me so turned on that I went upstairs to pleasure myself in the middle of one of our chats.

I’m curious to know how many other lucky ladies have been able to experience the spontaneous orgasm. It’s exhilarating!