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By Bunts\par
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I don\rquote t know whether it has ever happened to you, but just occasionally I meet a girl who for some reason completely takes your breath away. She has such an effect on you that you can hardly sleep at night and you spend all your spare time just thinking about her and longing to get to know her. This story is just about the way I met the most important woman in my life.\par
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It was during the year before that fateful yet wonderful Christmas that I became increasingly aware of Linda. The time I first saw her I felt that there was something special about her, a sort of sensuality that attracted my attention, and started me thinking more and more about her. As we passed in the street we would smile, and exchange greetings, but that was all for quite a long time. In bed at night, I would be thinking about her, and when I made love with Joan, it was really Linda who was in my thoughts.  Our sex improved to such a degree that Joan my partner noticed and commented on it several times.\par
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My partner Joan and I had been together for two years, and generally speaking we were very happy. She was a Theatre Nursing Sister at the local University Hospital and I ran my own thriving IT business. The subject of marriage had been on the table for some time, but neither of us had bothered to take the matter any further. Somehow, at the time I thought that we were both avoiding that final commitment that marriage would bring, perhaps believing that marriage would change things in some way, and I at the time certainly did not want to tempt fate.\par
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We assumed that someday we would eventually marry and have children, but for the present we were fairly contented with life. Our sex life was good, we enjoyed our time together and we had many mutual friends.  Linda lived only three doors away from us, so it was inevitable that we should keep bumping into each other. The more I saw of her greater my infatuation became, and then one evening at the local pub I met her husband Richard. At first I did not know who he was, and then as we talked, and we learned more about each other, I realised that he was Linda\rquote s husband, and also a distinguished Surgeon at the same Hospital   where Joan worked. At first I thought it a little strange that Joan had not mentioned him, but at the time I did not attach too much significance to it\par
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As the months passed it was obvious that Linda was pregnant and both families got to know each other much better. Linda if anything became even more beautiful to me, and quite naturally as time passed I became even more acutely obsessed with her. To the extent that it was bordering on being an obstacle in my every day work. She was always on my mind, and then I found myself looking for her, if I saw her pass the house on her way to the shops, I would follow her, and then somehow contrive to bump into her, so that I had an excuse to have a brief chat with her.   \par
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Linda was not especially beautiful in the classical sense. She was quite slim normally, with almost jet black hair and a pale complexion. She rarely wore make-up, with the result that she gave the impression with her almost pale complexion of being \lquote well scrubbed\rquote  if that is the right word. She gave off a distinct air of sensuality that for me became almost overpowering. When she talked she became quite animated and her eyes would light up and she had a beautiful smile. She had a wonderful personality and a lilting southern Irish accent which gave her voice a musical effect\par
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As time passed I began to realise that I my obsession was getting out of hand, to the point where Joan began to notice my moodiness. At first I struggled against the temptation. I had always been faithful to Joan, I loved her, and I did not want to spoil that in any way, but it was as though I was being drawn towards Linda against my will. The more I saw of her the more I wanted her.\par
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 I would wake up in a sweat in the middle of the night, with an erection and time and time again she would invade my dreams, her soft lilting voice was always with me.  Meanwhile my partner Joan had also got very friendly with her, and it was not long before we started sharing evenings out as a foursome. I did my best to hide my feelings, and in fairness she gave me no encouragement at all, but hard as I tried,  I found that when we were together, I could not keep my eyes off her.\par
One day she made it patently clear that my interest had been noticed and was at least in part being returned. It happened like this, one night we had all gone for a drink at the local pub. She sat next to me opposite her husband Richard, and Joan was sat opposite me next to Richard. I liked this arrangement, as it meant that I would not be able to keep staring at her all the time, and making myself feel embarrassed.\par
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But all the time, I was very conscious of the delicious warmth of her body next to me, touching me as she moved and the exotic aroma of her perfume. As we sat together that night our hands touched, at first I tried to move away so as not to embarrass her, but then  she held on to my hand very tightly. I looked at her briefly, and she smiled a sort of quizzical smile at me, as though she was challenging me in some way.  I was glad that it was not possible for either Joan or Richard to see what was happening, so I relaxed, it seemed as though our secret was for the moment safe. But my heart was pounding, as for the first time I began to realise that something was about to happen between us - perhaps something very exciting!\par
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On the way home Linda walked with me, her arm linked in mine, while our respective partners walked ahead engrossed in their own topic of conversation. Linda walked slower than the others, partly due to her pregnancy, and partly as she told me later, that was the way she had planned it.\par
As we were about to turn a corner into our street, our partners ahead of us were now briefly out of sight. As soon as they were out of sight she stopped, turned towards me and put her face up to mine. \par
\ldblquote Kiss me please darling.\rdblquote  \tab She whispered, as she pressed her body close to me, clamping her lips against mine for a few brief seconds. Afterwards we walked on without speaking, my head was in a whirl, and I was acutely conscious of her hand on my arm, as I struggled desperately to control my feelings.\par
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Not knowing what to say, I said nothing, as words could not express my feelings, but would destroy the magic of the moment, but I knew that our relationship had changed for all time, I realised that the brief kiss had, at least for the time being, said everything that we needed to say, or could say, for the present at least.\par
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 It was later that evening, over a cup of Coffee, that we decided to spend Christmas together in a local Hotel.  By Christmas her baby would be about two months old, and Richard thought that it would give Linda a break. He insisted that she would have enough on her hands to look after the baby, and she should not have to worry about preparing the Christmas meals.\par
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The events of that night had triggered off a resolve within me that I would fight this ridiculous infatuation. How could I play any part in splitting up a happy family with a new born baby?   From then on, I did my best to stop away from her, but it was not easy, especially as Joan and Linda had by this time apparently become bosom friends, and I would come home to find them chatting quite happily in the lounge, or in the kitchen.\par
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Joan also spent many hours at their house, while I agonised at home on my own, but try as I would, I could not get Linda out of my mind. One night Linda was visiting Joan, and while Joan was out of the room she took the opportunity to give me a discreet kiss. \rquote  I won\rquote t always be pregnant you know.\rquote  \par
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It was a good Christmas, and we gathered in the Hotel lounge after a very full lunch, to rest and perhaps, and if we could keep awake, to watch the Queens Christmas Broadcast on the television.  Despite the fact that the Hotel was very busy, we were the only people in the lounge, the rest of the guests having retired to their rooms, or gone for a walk.  I had thought that Linda was looking particularly lovely that day, but of course I thought she looked lovely all the time.  She had the baby in the carry cot by her feet, as it was getting near her normal feeding time. Sometime later I awoke, to feel something wet running down my face. As I opened my eyes I saw Linda smiling across at me from the chair opposite. She was breast feeding the baby, and had quite deliberately squirted some of her milk in my direction.  Looking round, I realised that both Joan and Richard were fast asleep and Linda had quite deliberately woken me. \par
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I smiled back fondly at her, and then as I watched in amazement, she quite boldly and very deliberately hitched up her skirt, and opened her legs, showing me the tops of her black stockings, the white skin of her thigh, and her garters, and then I noticed that she was not wearing any panties. This seemed as this was an obvious invitation to me, but there was nothing we could do while our partners were both present. \par
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I could see her sex quite clearly, and then as I looked in amazement, moving the baby onto one arm, she used her free hand, and started to insert it into her opening, deliberately playing with herself in front of me.  It was then at that very moment, that Rogers mobile started buzzing, he awoke with a start , and the baby started crying loudly, as  Linda swiftly closing her legs, covered herself up and prepared to change the baby in preparation for its afternoon nap. \par
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\ldblquote Hell \ldblquote\tab Roger announced as he finished talking on the phone.  There\rquote s been a bad motor accident and I have to go to the hospital, and I dare not drive, - can you take me Tony?\rdblquote  He asked turning towards me. \ldblquote But he\rquote s drunk as much as you.\rdblquote  Linda told him, before I could reply. \ldblquote Joan could possibly act as your Chauffeur, or perhaps you had better get a taxi to take you?\rdblquote  I suggested.\par
\ldblquote I\rquote ll take you.\rdblquote  \tab Joan insisted, standing up and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. \ldblquote I\rquote ll probably be needed as well.\rdblquote\par
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Turning to me she asked, \ldblquote Darling will you look after Linda?\rdblquote  She hurried out of the lounge after Richard, without waiting for my answer... \ldblquote So, we have been left to amuse ourselves.\rdblquote   Linda said in a loud whisper , a broad smile lighting up her face, as she busied herself with gathering her belongings together. Linda handed me the baby, as she gathered up her accumulated luggage to take back to their bedroom. While I followed behind her nervously carrying her crying baby.\par
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\pard\nowidctlpar As I followed her to the lift and to her room, I resolved that I had to stay strong. I was as good as married, yet I knew that if I am honest my resolve would weaken rapidly with any encouragement from her. I knew in my heart that if I succumbed to her advances, and to my feelings, we would be lost - we could never stop, and the time would come when we would eventually be discovered, and both Joan and Richard would be badly hurt.\par
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As Linda busied her with the baby, I turned to leave the room, but she had without me noticing, locked the door behind us, I was trapped and I heard her say.\tab\ldblquote You were not thinking of leaving me all alone my darling were you? As I turned round to protest, she was in front of me; her arms went round my neck, as she pulled me close into her embrace, her lips finding mine. My resolve was weakening and I found myself responding.\par
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\ldblquote This is crazy - we can\rquote t have an affair like this. You love Richard and I love Joan\rdblquote  But Linda was determined, my resolve was weak, and my cock was now very hard. I wanted her so badly that it hurt. Minutes later we lay in bed totally naked; our arms round each other, while the baby gurgled away happily in the cot on the other side of the room, as Linda gently and almost reverently fondled my very large erection \par
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My fingers were playing with her sex, as I found, and started to tease her clitoris, which grew larger and harder under my stroking. Despite the thrill of having her close to me, and the anticipation of our love making to come, I was feeling very guilty, but if I am totally honest with myself I had known  for a long time, that  eventually somehow, somewhere , this day had to come.\par
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Her lips pressed harder with greater urgency on mine as her moans grew to a muffled scream, her breasts pressed into my body, leaking milk as they pressed hard against me.  She pushed me on to my back as her legs crawled over me, and her hand guided me up inside her. She was very wet and very warm, as she gently let her weight settle down on to me, my cock stretching and   filling her, easing in until with a sigh of satisfaction she had taken all of me inside her, as far as I could go.\par
\ldblquote Welcome home darling.\rdblquote  \tab She whispered  with a wry smile  as our bodies started moving together, slowly at first then with increasing urgency, and the first fling of passion took control of our actions, much like two thirsty people whose thirst  had to be quenched no matter what the cost.\par
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 It was not long before our first passion was spent and we lay in each others arms. \ldblquote I hope you\rquote re baby is not going to cry now, and spoil our day.\rdblquote  \tab She murmured softly.\par
\ldblquote What do you mean my baby?\rdblquote I asked startled.\par
\ldblquote Well the night she was conceived, I visualised that it was you that was fucking me, not Roger - so I always think of her as our child now. - You see I\rquote ve loved you for such a long time. I saw you first the day we bought the house, and I was determined that this day would come sooner or later. And now I\rquote ve got you I\rquote m not letting you escape, not now not ever. \rdblquote   \par
\ldblquote But, I love Joan.\rdblquote  \par
I protested - \ldblquote Don\rquote t get me wrong, I think you are lovely, and I think I love you as well,\rdblquote\par
\ldblquote I\rquote m telling Roger that I love you - and I want you. I  will tell him as soon as he returns.\rdblquote  \par
She insisted, as her arms embraced me in a tight stranglehold, her tongue probing inside my mouth as once again our passion took charge.\par
It was a couple of hours later that our sleep of exhaustion was broken by the sound of the telephone. I heard Linda answer the phone.\par
\ldblquote OK darling I\rquote ll tell him - see you tomorrow.\rdblquote\par
\ldblquote They are both going to be at the hospital most of the night, and neither of them will be able to come back here - they have asked us to pack their clothes, and take them home with us when we leave in the morning. Apparently, it was a very bad accident with a lot of casualties\par
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It was almost midday when I dropped Linda off at her house. It had been a wonderfully exhausting night. We both knew, and I had come to accept, that our future lives had to be with each other, I knew now that I was very much in love with Linda.  All my   doubts were resolved and I knew that never before had I ever loved anyone like this. Somehow I had to tell Joan and face the music.\par
To my surprise the house was empty and cold, as I opened the door, my eyes were attracted to a note waiting for me on the kitchen table addressed to me. The note told me that there had been no accident, but she and Roger had gone away together for a few days. She said that they had been very much in love for some time, and she would contact me when they got back... She was very sorry, but hoped that I would understand and perhaps one day be able to forgive her.\par
It took only seconds to realise what this meant for Linda and me. As I opened the door to go back to her. I found that she was on the doorstep, her arms outstretched to me, a large beaming smile on her face.\par
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