I am married to an amazing man. I am extremely lucky and I love him completely. I am extremely, palpably, magnetically drawn to another, who is a family friend. He and I had a very close call once, years ago, to the point of penetration... it stopped because we didn't want to be found out by my family. i was living at home, it was after a party, and the words were [me] "We have to be quiet" [him] "I can't be..." - and it stopped there. We went out once afterward, and that was that. Nothing more. This was well before I knew my husband. I think we both felt a little awkward for a time, a little guilty because of the complications.