It's not particularly scandalous, and it's not particularly original, but years ago, when working as a legal secretary, I had an affair with one of the solicitors there. I was 24, he was 38. He was not a classically handsome man, but he was very tall and had the 'X-factor'. He was kind of mousy looking in a way, but had that certain something. Well, to me, anyway. We had a sizzling fling for a few months. I did regret it because I ended up hurt. A few years after, when I'd left the firm, we were chatting and I told him I had wanted to fuck him from the beginning when I started working with him. He said he felt the same way, even though he knew it was 'wrong'. It was just a crazy chemistry thing we had going. The good thing is, we respected each others minds, and I do still like him as a friend.