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Author's Note: This story contains fiction of an adult nature. It may contain themes involving Incest, under age sex, rape, bestiality, drugs or alcohol abuse. If these subjects make you uncomfortable please exit now. The story is meant for the entertainment of adults as defined by tour local government or society, if you are below this age please exit now. The author does not condone or encourage anyone to act in real life the way the characters depicted in this story act.
Freezer Man You know how life can be full of coincidences, not always I know but sometimes. Well this is a story of a very interesting coincidence. I'm a very frustrated mother of three young children, fortunately two are now at school and the third will be soon, well, as to my frustration, my husband is a strict Roman Catholic, he would fuck me every day if I was willing to continue having children, in his master plan he saw six or seven children but he would have been happy with more. As soon as I told him that I didn't want any more children at the moment he had to stop having sex with me. He's not the kind of Catholic who goes to church once a week, confession once in a blue moon and picks and chooses from the bits of the bible he wants to follow. He is fully committed, and bloody well should be. Anyway, enough of him. I had started to chat online, when I first got the internet I had been directed to a site called Literotica, I had to set up an account with a handle, I chose my middle name, Victoria but that was already taken, so I altered it to 'StickyVicky', full of erotic fantasy, and some not so fantasy, stories but one day, while suitably turned on by a very sexy story I discovered Literotica had a chat room and that was the end of reading fantasies and starting to chat to men. I had discovered while reading erotic fantasy stories that I had a few fantasies of my own, mainly around my brother, father in law and James's brothers, because of that I often chatted in the 'Family Fun' room; I also liked the idea of Rape and so spent some time in the 'Non Consent' room too. Freezer man was one of the first men I spoke too in the 'Family Fun' room, unusually for Literotica he was in England; most men seemed to be in America or Australia. I spoke to him several times, usually at odd times of the day, like five o'clock in the morning when I was up early with William or Midnight, when I was so frustrated that I couldn't sleep. Mind you, I'm often so frustrated that I can't sleep, I had often slipped out of bed in the wee small hours to masturbate, sitting in the living room in the dark, watching pornography on the computer or reading erotic fantasy stories. Freezer man and I often chatted about family sex and one day when he found me in the 'non Consent' chat room we went on to rape and family members, his big fantasy was to rape a woman while his sons, Richard, fifteen and Simon twelve years old watched him. Me being me and me being totally frustrated told him, "I wouldn't complain if something like that happened to me, don't get me wrong, I wouldn't go out of my way, or encourage it but, I'm sure, like most woman, so long as there was a minimum of violence and intimidation, I'd love it!" Freezer Man mentioned that his wife had left him because he sometimes over plaid the fantasy rape game with her, she, like I had mentioned, was, OK with it up to a point but she couldn't deal with things when they went too far. Here is the coincidence, one day, about two o'clock in the afternoon, I was in Literotica chatting to Freezer man when the Water company turned up opposite my house, they started to make a hell of a racket with their road drill, I was finding it difficult to concentrate with the noise when I got a message, "I'll be back in a moment, I've got to close the windows, Severn Trent is digging up the road at the back of my house. I casually looked out of the window and saw a man, in one of the houses on Highfield Street, closing the window in his smallest bedroom. I watched as he sat down, then I realised that I could see the top of a PC monitor close to the window. His house was about ten feet higher than mine so even if I had gone to one of the bedrooms upstairs I would have seen little more, "That's better, not perfect but it will have to do!" I froze for a moment, was it possible that I was chatting to a man who was less than two hundred feet away from me. I didn't know if I could continue chatting with him without giving myself away so I made an excuse that William was getting bored and I had to entertain him for a while. Freezer man made a double entendre comment about my entertaining my son sexually, I reminded him that my son was only four year old and he reluctantly apologised for the comment. I popped William into his buggy, I had to get out of the house or I would have been forced into the bathroom to masturbate thinking about Freezer man's comment about William. I pushed the buggy up the hill and turned down Highfield Street, the second house in the road, the one that I suspected Freezer man lived had a transit van in front, on the drive, the company name was MK Refrigeration Services, more evidence that I was right about Freezer Man's true identity. I didn't really have that much to do with people in the village, I was really shy in real life and would rather cross the road than talk to any of my fellow villagers, so I had no idea about the people who lived even close to me. At the end of Highfield Street there was one of the entrances to our local park, I took William into the park and allowed him to run wild for an hour. There was another entrance to the park, at the bottom of my lane there was a forty acre wood, the wood was riddled with miles of inter connecting pathways, one of the paths opened out to the other end of the park, I could take that route home to avoid going past Freezer Man's house again. I resisted the temptation of chatting to Freezer man again that day, the problem was, as I watched Freezer man sitting at his computer, thinking about what we could be chatting about, I was getting more and more turned on and even more frustrated. I phoned James to see what time he would be home, he was at the sports shop, he had been asked to pick up some prices for Rugby kits for his church lads team. When I realised that he was still in the sports shop, I asked him to pick up a pair of running shorts for me, running shorts and a running vest. I had no idea why I had asked him to get me running kit, all I could think was a memory from when I was at school, cross country running always left me feeling relaxed, I put it down to the friction at the tops of my legs as I ran, sometimes I ran that hard that I collapsed on the floor, breathless and panting and it was never from over exertion. As usual, James made a cock up of things, he had brought cycling shorts, very tight Lycra, they would have been tight if he had picked up the right size but he had brought men's shorts, they didn't have the extra hip room a woman needed. But to make up for it, he had brought me a top that was based on my size when I was pregnant, so, shorts that cut me in two and a top that almost fell off by itself. That night after I had settled all the kids in bed I decided to try going for a run, I went to James's study and asked him to listen out for the children while I went for my run, I didn't change until after I told James I was going out, I didn't want him to see what I looked like before my run, he would have realised what I looked like and stopped me going. I had an old, sport support bra, I put that on first, then the top, I had my big granny pants on but when I felt just how tight the shorts were I had to take my knickers off. As I left the house, I was really grateful that dusk was falling, also grateful that there wasn't much movement at our end of the village at that time of night. I noticed that Freezer man was in his back bedroom, the one where he had his computer, all I could see was the top of his head, so I hoped that he hadn't seen me leave home dressed the way I was. I got to the main path in the wood in quick time, then I started jogging slowly, little more than a fast walking pace. Suddenly, I was grateful for the tight shorts, the rough stitching was being pulled high up into my labia, every foot fall pulled the stitching against my sensitive clitoris, in five hundred yards I had a close approximation to an orgasm. I continued jogging for almost two hours, just running up one path and down another, two hours was about the limit though on those paths, in two hours I had run up and down every single path. I had a good 'workout', I'd had about twenty minor orgasms, I was relaxed but still mentally frustrated. I got home, entered as quietly as I could, James was still in his study fortunately. I showered and slipped into my nighty before I went to James and asked if he'd like an early night. To most married couples, the, 'Would you like an early night darling?' was code for, 'Hey, I'm horny, want to fuck me?' Well, in most couples, not James and I. "God, thank you darling, I totally forgot, I'm out early in the morning, I should have been in bed an hour ago!" I tried to sleep but frustration was wracking my body, I was tempted to masturbate myself right there in bed next to James but I changed my mind, I slipped out of bed and went down to the living room. I didn't put the lights on though, just slipped in the room, noticed that at midnight, Freezer man's light was still on, the top of his head just visible over the window sill. I switched my PC on and opened Literotica, Freezer man was in the 'Family Fun' room and jumped on me as soon as my screen opened. "I really missed you earlier; did you take your son out to the park?" "No, I helped him to do painting in the kitchen, it took an age to clean up after him and my husband was home by the time I had cleaned up!" I thought that Freezer Man had suspicions that I was his neighbour, "Just wondered, I ended up watching one of my neighbours all afternoon because I was bored!" Well, it surprised me a lot to hear just how much of my life he could see from his back bedroom, fortunately he couldn't see my PC in the corner of the living room and because I hadn't put the light on he didn't realise that I was up at that moment or it might have confirmed his suspicions about me. As our end of the village was so quiet I didn't have net curtains, I didn't even have any curtains that could close, there was no streetlights in our village and you never saw anyone walking after dark, so all I had against my windows were thin strips of colourful material as 'window dressings'. I might have to alter that situation, especially in the girls bedrooms, he was telling me about watching both of them getting changed for bed earlier, then he mentioned seeing me in my running gear, going out of my house to the woods, "You think she was going out dressed like that looking for sex?" He laughed, on screen as a 'lol' but I had moved into the room and actually saw him laughing. "I think you could be right there Vicky, perhaps I should have followed her!" Then followed a three hour conversation, where Freezer man went through what he would like to do to his neighbour (me) and to my daughters, one fortunate thing about that chat was that he reminded me was that I would need to put closable curtains at the girls windows or teach them to change for bed in the bathroom. I listened to what Freezer Man had planned to do to his neighbour, including using his sons in the 'attack' I was on the edge of an orgasm without even touching myself just from Freezer Man's description of what he'd do. "What do you think, if you were my neighbour and I did that to you, would you call the police?" "No, I don't think I would, but if you ever pluck up the courage to do it, listen carefully to her, if she even whispers 'No' you should stop the game immediately!" It was almost four o'clock in the morning so I told him that I was going to bed, I didn't go to bed though, not straight away, I lifted my nighty and pulled down my knickers and gave myself a dammed good finger-fucking, as I read Freezer Man's messages over and over again. By the time I finished my climax it was dawn, sometime around four thirty. I actually slept on the sofa until William came running in to the room at six thirty. I did his breakfast and woke the girls, I stood at the side of Amy's bedroom window, I was searching through her chest of draws for knickers and socks for her, I noticed Freezer Man in his back bedroom, he hadn't gone to bed all night, he had binoculars and was looking directly into Amy's bedroom window. Amy as usual, as soon as her eyes were open had her music on, she was practicing her ballet dance steps, at first in her nighty, then in just her knickers and just as I was leaving her room I noticed that she was totally naked, going through all of her ballet steps, Freezer Man's back bedroom window was totally steamed up, I saw the palm of his hand frantically wiping a hole in the condensation. "Amy, you need to get dressed now darling, you never know who might be looking through your window!" Amy shot to her window sill and scanned the street below, then the windows of the houses in Highfield Street, "Nobody is out there mummy!" "Just put your school clothes on please!" I was a mess all day, my four AM masturbation should have taken the edge off of my frustration for a couple of days but watching Freezer Man, watching my daughter dancing in her bedroom in the nude had set m right back to square one. I kept looking over at his back bedroom window but he had obviously decided on a few days as a 'Nocturnal Creature', sleeping in the day and chatting , chatting and planning, all night long. I walked to the end of Highfield Street to check if his van was missing, but it was on his drive, the front bedroom curtains were closed so I assumed he was actually sleeping, just as I should have been. I realised that I was acting out of character, if Freezer Man had been watching me; my actions would have defiantly caused suspicion in him. I managed to get William to take a longer nap than usual and I slept on the sofa to try and catch up a little. James came home earlier than expected, he wanted some shirts ironing so that's how I spent the time that I would usually have been chatting to Freezer Man, I saw him a few times, like when the girls came home from school, he was in the street, he spoke to both of them in the street which worried me a lot. Then I noticed him rush into his house and before Amy and Laura got to their bedroom to change, he was in his back bedroom with his binoculars. I had to stop ironing and tip-toe up the stairs; Amy and Laura were actually dancing together when I turned the corner of the landing, both dressed in just their knickers, Amy said to Laura, "Then the boy kisses the girl on the lips and they both die!" "Am I the boy in this dance?" "Oh My God Laura, I've told you loads, you are the boy, I am the girl, and I am the Swan as well!" I kept out of sight of both the girls and Freezer Man as much as possible, I was expecting binoculars but was wrong, there was only one lens, I digital SLR camera on a tripod with a telephoto lens attached. I kept just out of sight of Freezer Man and told the girls to change into their casual clothes. I got a message from Freezer Man telling me he had just taken some fantastic pictures of his neighbours kids, he told me that he would send the pictures to me if I gave him my email address. I put him off; I told him that I had to wait until I could buy a data-stick to keep inappropriate pictures on, away from prying eyes, kids as well as husband. At eight o'clock I sent Amy and Laura to bed, William was already asleep, because of the age difference between the girls, I allowed Laura fifteen minutes to reed before lights out and Amy thirty minutes, they were actually very good at self management. I changed into my running kit, the shorts were still damp between the legs, I needed at least two pairs of shorts to be able to wash and dry each one between runs. I popped in to Laura's room and kissed her and tucked her in, then in to Amy's room, kissed her, "Remember, fifteen minutes and then turn your lights off!" By the time I got to the living room there was a message on my PC, "Vicky, Just spotted my neighbour in her running kit again, I'm going to take the boys out for a walk to see what she's up to!" As we hadn't been chatting all night because I was trying to avoid giving him my email address, I didn't reply. I called out to James that I was going running, he replied, "OK, I'll keep an ear out for the kids!" Just before I slipped out of the front door I looked up at Freezer Man's back bedroom window, the light was out, it had been on just a few seconds earlier. I stepped out into the front garden, did a few stretches then I heard voices coming from the direction of Highfield Street, I decided not to worry about the stretching, I'd just have to jog slower than usual until I warmed up. I was just entering the woods when I looked back, three men were walking past my drive and heading down towards me. I had planned on doing a few more stretches inside the woods but I didn't have time, the men were walking very fast, almost as fast as I would expect to run usually. I was shaking with fear, trepidation and sexual frustration, I had a little word with myself, 'Calm down you stupid cow, just run the paths, there are miles of paths in the woods, you may not see them once you start running!' I started to jog, I took the long North - West path, that ran almost the full length of the woods, then I turned into the Easterly path, that was quite short. Then the Southerly path, about half way along that path I heard voices, I panicked, turned off that path and increased my speed, suddenly I ran into a brick wall, well, not exactly a brick wall, I had actually run into Richard, the fifteen year old, but the effect was very similar, he hardly noticed the impact but I bounced off and tumbled onto the ground, barking the skin off of my knee. Freezer man was at my side in an instant, I had to be really on my toes, I almost said his name and I realised that I wasn't supposed to know any of their names. "Sorry about that, My son Richard is always getting in the way, I'm Mark and the other grinning fool is my youngest son Simon!" Mark insisted on washing out the dirt from my wound with his bottle of drinking water and a fresh tissue from a little plastic pouch. I tried to push him off but he was insistent, Richard suggested that they should take me to their house and clean my knee properly. As soon as Mark let my leg go I was up onto my feet and limping away, "I'll try and run off the pain, it will help to keep the swelling down!" Richard had suggested that they should take me home so that I could get my knee cleaned out properly, I guessed that he wasn't suggesting taking me to my home though. My sudden movement had caught the three men off guard, Simon had tried to step in front of me but I was too fast for him. I realised that my normal jogging pace was only slightly faster than the men's walking speed and that now I was running with a limp, they would easily catch up to me. I decided to take the first turning to the left, then a quick right and another left, I jinked about so much that I got confused momentarily. I stopped at a three way intersection, I could hear someone ahead of me and I had seen Mark behind just seconds earlier, I guessed that the third man may well be on the last path so I was trapped, I realised that I was standing at the side of a huge Rhododendron bush, they often died off in the middle and many were totally hollow, I quickly felt around the branches of the bush and found a way into the middle of the bush. I watched as the three men met where I had been standing moments earlier, Richard said, "Where did she go?" Mark put his finger to his lips to silence his son, I saw Mark looking all around, a puzzled expression on his face, then there was the expression of a light being turned on across his face, he pointed to my bush, sorry, the bush I was standing in. Mark patted his hands across the front of the bush, eventually he found the gap that I had passed through, I could see no other way out of the bush and then I panicked even more, how could I explain to Mark that I was hiding from them in a bush. My knees went a little wobbly and I started to sink down, suddenly an idea flashed across my mind, I went all the way down into a squat and pulled my running shorts down a little, then, as Mark stumbled across me I jumped to my feet, pulling my shorts up 'theatrically'. Mark apologised for stumbling over me, Richard appeared at his father's side and Simon on the other side, Simon stepped closer and reached out his hand, he rubbed the back of his fingers across the bottom of my shorts, "Soaking wet!" Richard stepped forward and copied his younger brother, he nodded his head. I couldn't believe that I had just stood there and allowed two young boys to rub, even the backs of their fingers, over my pussy mound. The standing, the squatting and then the jumping up had put an extra strain on my injured knee, as I tried to get past the three men my limp was far more pronounced and I was having difficulties actually walking. Mark pulled my left arm over his shoulder and Richard did the same to my right arm, they both stooped down in unison and grasped under each knee, I was lifted off my feet and into a kind of awkward, walking, invalid chair. The two men carried me, down the middle path, it was obvious that the men knew the pathways as well as I did, they had taken the path that led to the park, I was carried through the park and out through the gate into Highfield Street. I was carried up to Marks front door and on through it, the door wasn't even locked, but then we did live in a very quiet village. I was placed on my feet in the living room, "We need to get you covered up and get those shorts off before you sit down!" Mark told Simon to get his dressing gown from the back of his bedroom door, he was making some hand movements, as if he was drying his back with a towel, Simon nodded his head and ran up the stairs two at a time, "Richard, kitchen, get some warm water in a bowl, the cotton wool balls and the bottle of TCP please!" Richard ran to the kitchen. When Simon returned he was carrying a man's kimono dressing gown, much shorter than if it had been designed for a woman, there was no belt through the loops to fasten it though; I thought I noticed the belt in Simon's hand as he slipped it into the top draw of the dressing table. Mark wrapped me in the dressing gown, I slipped my arms through the sleeves, I held the front closed with one hand and took my shorts off as directed by Mark. He got me to sit on the sofa in the middle seat; I sat on the edge but was told to sit back comfortably. Richard brought the stuff to clean my knee and Mark knelt in front of me on the floor and began cleaning the graze with the warm water and cotton wool balls. While Mark was cleaning my knee his sons were standing behind him watching over his shoulder, Mark was actually moving my leg about more than he needed to, partly, I think, to see up under my dressing gown and also to try and let his sons see more than I really wanted them to see. Mark placed a cotton wall ball over the open neck of the TCP bottle and shook it, the ball changed from white to a lurid green, "This will sting a lot!" Was the understatement of Mark's life, I almost hit the ceiling as he dabbed the disinfectant loaded ball against the raw skin on my knee. Richard was handed the bowl and the rest of the cleaning stuff along with my shorts, "Wash the shorts through with warm water and a little 'Woolon', make sure to rinse them out thoroughly and then pop them in the tumble drier on low for thirty minutes!" I was surprised to see just how willingly Richard was to take my shorts and wash them by hand when they all thought that they were soaking wet from my urine, I'm not sure I would have been so willing to do that for a stranger, it was bad enough doing it for my kids almost every day for eight years. Mark and Simon were sharing a lot of non-verbal communications, then, Simon went to the hi-fi and picked up a CD, he showed it to his father, Mark shook his head, Simon picked up another, Mark nodded his head and Simon put the CD in the player and started it playing, it was a male singer, voice like Barry White and similar love songs, Simon turned on a very low powered table lamp at the side of the Hi-fi and then went over to the wall switch and started dimming the main light, he took it slowly down to nothing, the room was in almost total darkness apart from the faint glow from the light by the Hi-fi. Mark started to pull me up from the sofa, "You need a little gentle exercise for that knee!" Mark pulled me to my feet, he forced his right arm between my left arm and my side, then he pulled my left hand away from the front of the dressing gown. We were in the traditional dance pose, there was nothing holding the front of my dressing gown closed now but as the room was in almost total darkness so I didn't feel at all self conscious. Mark and I danced a simple box step, nothing adventurous or fast, it really was good exercise for my banged up knee. As the first track ended Richard stepped out of the darkness and without a sound I was passed over to him, he took up exactly the same hold as his father, the only difference with his dancing was that he began to kiss my neck as we rotated slowly around the room. At the end of the second track I was passed over to Simon I thought he had taken the same hold as his father and older brother but there was a subtle difference, his right arm was actually inside my dressing gown, I didn't realise that until his hand slipped down onto my bottom and he started to massage my bum. Simon's dance was less a box step and more a swaying too and frow, rubbing his lower body against my belly, fortunately he was fully dressed because the front of the kimono was now totally open. I was passed back to Mark at the end of the third track, he made sure that his right hand took up the same place that Simon's right hand had been and Mark continued using his lower body to massage my belly, just as Simon had done. My body was shaking, this time not from fear, this time it was because I was totally turned on and totally ready to accept anything, anything that was going to happen. As track four started Richard had taken over from his father, his right hand resting on my bare bottom, Mark didn't step away this time, he was standing on my left, he was easing my hand off of Richard's shoulder and he was pulling the sleeve off of my arm, as my back was exposed Mark began kissing across my shoulders and neck as Richard was kissing me on the lips and easing his tongue into my mouth. Simon took over from his father, he took the kimono from Mark and he carried on pulling it, now down my right arm, Richard let my hand go just long enough for his brother to pull the kimono over my hand. I was now starting to worry, the room was still dark but without the dressing gown I was naked from the bottom down. Mark was now kissing more of my neck and shoulders; he began to rub his hands up and down my sides through my running top. Track five began with me being passed over to Simon, Richard moved in behind me and started at my hips and began rubbing his hands up my ribs, pushing the bottom of my shirt up as he did, Mark was moving around the room, he was folding the kimono up to stop us tripping over it. Richard was bunching the material of my shirt up against the back of my neck, then he pulled the neck hole of my shirt back slightly, then he quickly flipped the material over my head so that the shirt ended up in front of my face, my back totally naked. But my arms were still in the sleeve holes. The shirt was eased along my right arm, it passed my right elbow just as the tune finished, Mark stepped up to me, as Simon let go of my arm, he took my shirt with him. I was now totally naked and really glad of the darkness that was hiding my body. As Mark began dancing he was kissing me passionately on the lips, I closed my eyes as we kissed and so totally missed the fact that young Simon was slowly turning the dimmer switch up, the room was at about a quarter brightness by the time I opened my eyes from Mark's kiss, I was facing Richard when I opened my eyes, he was bare chested and was just taking his trousers off, that came as quite a shock, seeing a naked boy of fifteen removing his trousers, as his cock came into view it made me gasp, he was huge. Mark continued turning me around and I eventually spotted Simon unbuttoning his shirt, as he slipped his shirt off of his shoulders he turned the dimmer switch up a little higher. When I was facing Richard again he had his cock in his hand, stroking it from his balls to cock-head. The track was coming to an end, Mark snapped his fingers and pointed to the sofa, Richard found a bath sheet and covered the sofa with it, then he sat in the middle of the sofa. Mark stopped dancing, he kissed me, then he said, "I think it's time you had a little rest now!" Mark took me to the sofa and he actually 'put' me on his son's knee, Mark almost reached under me to his son to put his cock in my cunt but Richard took over at that point and I was impaled on Richard's wonderful cock. I wasn't sure if it was the unusual, to me, position that Richard was fucking me in but his young cock felt half as big again as my husband's if not bigger. Richard was in no hurry to climax, he was fucking me steadily and expertly, kissing me all over my face, neck and breasts. I was bouncing from one orgasm to another, each building in intensity. While Richard was kissing my neck I looked over my shoulder, Simon and Mark were both naked, and both were standing watching closely as Richard fucked me. Simon was, as expected, smaller than Richard but Mark was, unbelievable, almost twice as big as Richard. Mark patted Richard on the shoulder; Richard in turn put his hands under my armpits and lifted me off of his cock. Richard and I were both bathed in sweat, Richard moved me to his right with his powerful arms like I was a ragdoll, so I ended up, kneeling on the sofa in the right hand seat facing away from the room, from the size of the cock that slipped into my vagina from behind it was Simon who was filing me. Simon hardly gave me any feeling after his brother but Richard was helping by reaching under me from the front and massaging my clitoris as his younger brother did his best to fuck me. Simon was nowhere near the expert his older brother was, he drove himself past the point of no return and had to pull out of me as quickly as he could. Simon fired off all over my bottom and lower back, Mark said, "You stupid boy, I told you not to get carried away!" Then Mark turned to me and apologised for his son, "We can stop right there, I tried to impress on both of them not to go that far with you on this visit, are you on birth control?" I shook my head. "Will you go and get the morning after pill tomorrow?" I nodded my head, "In that case, can Richard and I go all the way with you now?" I was totally dumbstruck, I had been married for ten years and my husband had never spoken to me so directly about sex before in all that time. I didn't say anything but I must have nodded my head because Mark had me flipped onto my back and was pounding his meat into my body with all of his might. When he climaxed into me it felt like an elephant pissing up into me, I was just glad that he had finally cum so that he would stop fucking me, it had been ninety minutes of mind blowing pleasure but Mark had made me extremely sore. It was way past midnight, way past the time I should have been home, I thought I would be leaving but I had to allow both boys to cum in my cunt first. I sneaked in home at one thirty, James was in his study, he had been reading and had lost track of the time, I carefully changed into my nighty and lay on the sofa just as James walked into the living room, he shook me, "Come on sleepy head, you should have told me when you got in from your run, I should have been in bed ages ago!" I went to see the chemist the next day and sorted out any possibility of being pregnant from my three hours of fun the previous day, it also meant that I would be covered for sex for the rest of the month, I also made an appointment to see my own doctor, I was planning to go on to birth control implants. Before I left Mark, he told me that his door would never be locked and any time of the day or night I could pop over to see him or his sons, or I could have all three together if I liked, any time! 6,400 Words
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