I didn't. Probably a good thing. I'm married, you see... And not to her.

She's a friend of mine and my wife's. Like both of us, she's educated, attractive (I don't mean to boast here, but when I take care of myself I do look pretty good), has niche-y interests in fantasy and sci-fi, has a similar case of ADD... Also, for one weekend a month she joins a LARP as a catfolk cleric, complete with makeup. Which I, obviously, as a furfag, find awesome and would love to see.

And... she's really attractive. Not just good-looking, you know? So while I try not to have an inflated idea of my own attractiveness, and I'm not sure that I can distinguish normal off-the-wall humorous banter from flirting, I did think she was flirting with me a little, and I wasn't sure that if my wife hadn't been there, I wouldn't have replied in kind and then some.

Which makes me feel like I've been disloyal, at least in spirit. (Cue the Jimmy Carter line, "I have committed adultery in my heart", although our Bible doesn't include that verse.) And while I know it's wrong, I still want to kiss her.

Only to know what it's like to kiss one of the catfolk, of course.