I stumble upon him,

In a private room.

Only him and one other,

A friend, I first presumed.

Quietly I watch,

Having not yet been seen.

Not knowing what to do, I wait,

To see if he’ll come out clean.

His hand moves up another’s thigh,

With every finger stroke.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he tells her,

And with that, my heart was broke.

You see, I’ve known this man for quite some time,

A relationship of sorts.

But we’re guilty of a crime,

Each have a spouse we won’t divorce.

This woman he's about to fuck,

Ain’t this man’s darling wife.

The flags were there all along,

A leopard's spots are for life.

There is one thing I need to know

A question that’s on my mind

Can this be classed as cheating

If it all took place online?