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Dear Abbey,

I have a problem that I hope you can help me with. It all started a couple of weeks ago.

There I was, heading rapidly for 40, with a brand new baby. It's amazing what a good night out with plenty of booze brings. My husband, Brian and I had gone to a work related 'Do' 12 months previously and got ourselves heated up in the limo on the way home.

We had burst through the front door, horny as all get out, and without thinking of our 18 year old son upstairs, let alone giving any thought to contraception, Brian had my skirt around my waist, my nickers round my ankles and his face buried in my crotch. A few licks with his tongue and a quick squeeze of my arse and any possibility of remembering to pop upstairs for my diaphragm disappeared. I was soon flat on my back with my legs spread wide and Brian giving me a good shagging. I always enjoyed sex and was a noisy participant and Brian was not much quieter. How Mike didn't wake and come down to investigate still escapes me, or possibly he did. His education would have been broadened considerably, seeing his mother acting like a total slut, giving herself completely to the sheer pleasure and enjoyment of fucking.

That sexual encounter had been great but a couple of months later, when I confirmed the reason for missing two periods, we wondered whether it had been worth it. We were both happy with the way our lives were, with one 18 year old son, and we initially gave some consideration to abortion, however our initial panic soon gave way to the realisation that we were in fact pleased to be expecting.

Some women suffer through their pregnancies, but I enjoyed mine and blossomed. My breasts grew and looked and felt great, and the changes to my body chemistry seemed to improve my complexion and give me a feeling of well-being. Brian was into 'big' women and, while I was normally not 'petite', my increasing girth and enlargened tits kept him turned on and provided me with plenty of good screwing.

Finally my beautiful new daughter arrived and I was soon settling into new routines at home. It was springtime and Brian's firm were entering their busy season, forcing him to spend long hours at the office, and this meant that I was bringing up our baby virtually on my own. Brian helped out and spent as much time as possible with wee Annie when he was home but this was, of necessity, minimal.

I was breast-feeding Annie and I found it to be a very sensual thing to do. I enjoyed taking Annie into my bedroom, when I was alone, and feeding her while nude on the bed. Invariably I finished up fingering myself to an orgasm when I did this, as her suckling caused a 'tingle' in my pussy and I found it difficult not to caress myself. I noticed that, increasingly often, Mike came into the room when I was feeding her downstairs and he always seemed to have an excuse to remain. I saw, from the corner of my eye, that he stared at my bare breast when he thought I wasn't watching, and turned away, guiltily, when I looked at him. With the raging teenage hormones in his body, this was to be expected and, after the initial embarrassment had passed, I understood and even enjoyed his fascination with my beautiful new breasts.

Finally after a few days of Mike's attention I gave in to temptation and in an effort to tease him and to set him a bit more at ease, I said,

"You are quite taken with my pretty new breasts aren't you, Mike?"

He turned scarlet, looked away and mumbled something under his breath.

"You don't need to be shy or embarrassed, all lads of your age want to see breasts. Tell me if you like them - you won't offend me."

"All right then. If you insist. Yes, I think your breasts are lovely, all big and swollen with beautiful big nipples." Mike blurted this out and made to head out of the room.

"Don't go, Mike. I'm not trying to get rid of you. I'm pleased you like them and I certainly don't mind you looking at them. It makes me feel quite proud in fact."

Mike stopped dead in his tracks,

"Do you mind if I sit beside you then?"

"You certainly can. Would you like to see them properly? Hold Annie and I'll let you see them in all their glory." I was giving into temptation and going to show off my lovely big tits. I was so pleased with them and was dying to display them to somebody, anybody.

Mike enthusiastically reached for the baby and I unbuttoned the rest of my blouse and slid it off. My nursing bra fastened between my breasts and I unfastened it and removed it as well. Thrusting my shoulders back and arching my back, I pushed my tits at Mike, asking him,

"What do you think of them? Aren't they lovely? I'm so proud of them."

Mike sat there with his mouth open and stared. I looked down and admired them myself, large and with big brown prominent nipples, I could see why he was so taken with them. There was a little dribble of milk oozing from one nipple and he held Annie out so as she could go back to nursing. Mike just sat there unspeaking with a look of wonderment on his face.

I sat there basking in his obvious admiration and, coupled with Annie's suckling, the inevitable soon happened and I found that I was getting aroused and could feel my pussy getting hot and moist. I forced myself to disregard what was happening and finished feeding.

'I'm finished feeding her and you've had your reward for your kindly attention, so now I think you had better get along and I'll straighten myself up."

Mike left and I put my clothes in order, changed Annie and went about my usual activities, feeling slightly guilty but wickedly pleased with myself.

Next afternoon Mike was back again and nodded eagerly when I asked if he wanted the same as yesterday. He sat even closer and the desire showed more clearly in his gaze and I finally gave in to his unspoken plea and gave him permission to touch me. He nervously reached out and took the weight of my breast in his hand and remained there just holding it. I suggested that he might like to rub my nipple as well and he did this willingly. I was shocked when my thighs parted a little, seemingly by themselves, and vowed never to let this happen again. Nothing further happened that afternoon but the tension between us was increasing.

Despite my best intentions I let Mike sit and fondle my tit again next day and I noticed that he had grown an erection. I had an almost uncontrollable urge to reach down and fondle him but managed to prevent myself doing so. My legs opened wider today and it must have been obvious to Mike that I was becoming aroused and he reached down and rubbed his hand a little way up and down the naked skin of my inner thigh. Luckily he ceased this when I finished feeding Annie and headed to his room while I tucked her into her basinet. I sat in the armchair beside my baby and thought of Mike, on his bed, playing with him-self and I brought myself to orgasm with my fingers.

Shocked at myself and frightened by my feelings I vowed never to let Mike touch me again and I stuck by this promise for a couple of days. Eventually I weakened and let him join baby and me on the couch. My feelings were too much this time and I reached down and fondled his erection. He took this as permission to make further advances and slipped his hand to the junction of my legs and placed his open palm over my pussy on the outside of my panties. I shivered with excitement and spread my legs further and gripped his cock harder. I was in the throes of sexual excitement and not considering the implications of my actions.

Mike fumbled under my skirt and managed to insert his finger under the leg elastic of my panties and onto my bare cunt. He pressed between the wet and open lips and pushed his fingers into me. I think this was too much for him and he started to come, I could feel him pumping his ejaculate through the cloth of his clothing. Extreme remorse struck and I pulled away from him and dragged his hand from my nickers. I clutched Annie to me and ran to my room to calm down and get myself back under control.

To my utter shame, I coldly and calmly allowed Mike access again next day, even to the extent of leaving my panties off before starting feeding. Mike went straight for my cunt and proceeded to work on me, thrusting his fingers in and out and pushing me towards an orgasm. At the same time, today I unfastened his jeans and thrust my hand inside them and wanked him with my hand directly on his bare cock. For the first time he took my nipple in his mouth and suckled milk from me at the same time as his sister, and the combined build up of all these feelings and sensations brought me to a shuddering climax. In the throes of my orgasm I clamped down on his cock with my cunt and on his cock with my hand and this brought him to his own climax. He squirted everywhere, all over himself, my hand and my thigh and when finished he kissed me for the first time and headed off to clean him-self up.

We continued in this way for a few days, until this afternoon when I led Mike to my bedroom, stripped off my clothes and proceeded to feed Annie naked on my bed. Mike quickly stripped off and joined me, and after arousing me I allowed him to have full sex with me. He was not very experienced and not very good, but he was young, fit, keen and very, very hard and his constant and vigorous thrusting, together with the forbidden aspect of it, soon had me experiencing a really strong orgasm. The sight of me in the throes of this, splotchy red, thrusting desperately back at him and crying out, pushed him into his own climax and he ejaculated long and deep inside me. I guess I am going to find out if it's true that you can't get pregnant while breast- feeding.

I have now thought about it all and am worried about what I should do. I know that I should give up my illicit relationship, but I can't just kick Mike out, and I know that if he stays, sooner or later I will start over again. Also, I don't know how I will face Brian when he gets home.

What I really need to know, Abbey, is how I should keep Brian from finding out and what the secret is of being able to look him straight in the eye? I need an answer quickly (he'll be home in about 2 hours), so if you could email your reply within a couple of hours I would be grateful.

Yours Faithfully,
Proud New Mum.

P.S. Should I be feeding Mike any special food?