I stop it.

I pull back from Sara as she's kissing me. A confused look passes over her face and she asks, "Whisper, what's wrong?"

I pick her up off my lap and set her on the bed. "I'm so sorry, I should never have let things go this far." I am unable to look at her, but at the same time, unable to leave her side.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asks, trying to get in my line of sight.

"Absolutely not," I respond with conviction, "It's me. You're in a very emotional state right now, and I'm taking advantage of you. I shouldn't..."

My words are cut off by her musical laughter. She throws her arms around my neck and puts her head on my shoulder. I feel a slight rush as her breasts rub against my arm.

"Oh Whisper," she says with a touch of whimsy in her voice, “Whisper, Whisper, Whisper.... I’m not in the best place right now, I know that, and I know you're trying to look out for me." She turns my head and forces me to look her in the eyes. "I'm a grown woman, Whisper. I made a decision to confront my husband with what he had done. I made a decision to divorce him. I made a decision to look for outside help. I made all those decisions, and I am willing to deal with the consequences of them." She kisses me, a soft and reassuring kiss on the lips. "I made the decision to kiss you, and I am willing to live with consequences of that."

I start to say something, but she cuts me off with another kiss. "Whisper, the fact that you care so much about me that you're willing to stop right now says so much about you. I have heard from people that you were a decent and honorable man. You've proved to be one. It's not the situation that we find ourselves in that makes me love you. It's you. It's who you are."

I try to answer but find that no words come out of my mouth. I had been looking at Sara like she needed a knight in shining armor to protect her, but she didn't need a hero. She wasn't here because she needed to be, she was holding me in her arms because she wanted to. I suddenly realized that it wasn't the wells of sadness in her eyes that first drew me to her, it was the strength shining from deep inside them. I felt humbled.

Sara saw the revelation on my face and said, "If you still want to stop, we will, but..."

It was my turn to interrupt her with a kiss. I lean her back on the bed and kiss her with a newfound passion that even surprised me. As I began to kiss her earlobes, Sara said, "I thought that we might have lost the mood," her hands go down and rub the hard bulge in my pants, "but I think that we may have found it."