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“Philip, I…” “What?” He looked at me as if he was expecting rejection. “Nothing, Sweetheart. I am just not sure how we will do this.” “Don’t worry,” he smiled, “I won’t hurt you.” He leaned toward me then and kissed me. If I had doubts, they were all gone now. I wanted this, I wanted, no needed, him. I responded eagerly, feeling his morning stubble scratching me, my arms around his neck almost squeezing the life out of him. He pulled back. “Wow,” he exclaimed. I smiled and he took a breath and bent to suck and massage my breasts. He was so incredibly gentle and attentive, carefully sucking first one nipple and then the other into his mouth. He squeezed the gland inside and softly massaged it causing my nipples to extend fully, and I stroked the back of his head and released soft little moans and sighs. He worked his way slowly down my chest and onto the softness of my abdomen below my rib cage. He kissed and licked every inch of flesh he could get to. Philip wasn’t having sex, he wasn’t even making love, he was worshipping me, treating me like his queen. I lay and enjoyed every sensation he gave me, every little flutter as he licked my navel, every tickle as his soft tongue passed over my flesh and the inner trembling I was beginning to feel as he neared his destination. I moved my crippled leg as far as I could to the edge of the bed and let the other fall to the floor, giving Philip the access he needed. He reached my mound and so, so softly kissed me there, pausing before resuming his attentions. I could feel his hot breath on me as his lips neared my clitoris and he opened me to flick me with his tongue sending little electric shocks up through my belly, to my heart, making it beat faster and harder and making my breathing more difficult. His tongue continued downwards, his fingers still gently holding me open until he found sanctuary in that delicate opening. For a moment he stopped, and still looking at my bahis şirketleri vagina said: “You are so beautiful, Anna, so perfect,” and, looking up at me, said, “I love you so much.” I closed my eyes. Pulling himself up to me I felt him enter, pushing into me and making love as though it was his last time. He was gentle and pushed deeply and as he moved all I could see was Sam’s face, sad and tormented. I tried to push her from my thoughts, but I couldn’t, and because of it I was no longer enjoying my husband. I felt his strokes becoming harder and slower so I gripped him tightly with my inner muscles and to my absolute self disgust, feigned an orgasm! I had never done that before, he had always satisfied me but now, I couldn’t bear what was happening, what I was doing. I felt sick inside, I had always loved him ever since I met him at school. I never needed or even wanted, anyone else… until now. I felt him stiffen and pulse inside me as he released his sperm inside and then lowered himself carefully down beside me and held me so, so tightly. I felt the tears begin to escape from between my closed eyelids and roll once again down my face and turned my head away so he couldn’t see my misery. I resolved then that there would be no more Sam. If she contacted me I would tell her that we cannot be together. I would help her come to terms with what we had done, of course I would, it was only fair as I had caused all this, but Philip had to be my priority. He was, is and always will be, my one true love. And yet… I didn’t believe me! I was fooling myself if I thought I could be that strong. Sam had given me something that Philip never could, the kind of love that only women can share. A man can never understand the emotions that women feel. He can never experience it himself so how could he possible know? Philip was the best husband and friend I could ever hope to find, but Sam was a woman, she knew how I felt, what bahis firmaları I wanted, and she gave it to me. I suppose I had to be strong; I had to choose Philip. We had been married twenty three years and had been perfectly happy together. He was everything I needed and wanted in a friend, a lover and a husband… until now. Now I had tasted the forbidden fruit, and it was not just me who was going to suffer for it. I let out a big sigh. “Darling? Are you okay?” “Yes, I am,” I answered, without much conviction. “Are you crying?” he wiped away the moisture from my eyes. “No, just my eyes watering.” I had lied to him again! I hated lying to him and what was worse, he knew I was lying! “Philip?” “Uh huh?” “You do realise what you have done, don’t you?” “Yes,” he smiled, “Now I have to wash you all over again!” A couple of hours later we were both washed and dressed. “What do you want to do today, Sweetheart?” “Can we go into town?” “What for? You need to rest.” “I need a new phone.” “Oh, not again… Why Anna? Why are you so desperate for a phone?” “Oh Philip, please. All my numbers are on there, and I can’t send emails all the time.” I was panicking now, but I couldn’t show it. “I don’t get it. You hardly use you mobile at home.” What the hell was I going to say now? I need to speak to my girlfriend? “Philip! I am going to be here for weeks! It will be the only way I can talk to my friends.” “Okay. Okay. We’ll go to the phone shop if it makes you happy.” Thanks,” I hugged him. “I’ll only be fidgety otherwise, and it won‘t cost anything. I was due an upgrade months ago.” Going shopping wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. Getting into the car was hard enough. Getting out was even harder and because my disability was only temporary, Philip couldn’t leave the car where he dropped me, and I had to wait for him to park and walk back. Then there was the problem of walking. I had never used crutches kaçak bahis siteleri before. It was easy enough in principle, but in practice it was extremely tiring. By the time I had my new phone, I was shattered and in pain. “Do you want to go anywhere while we are here?” I asked. “Well, I would like to go to…” he looked at me as he spoke, “No. It doesn’t matter. You look done in.” “I’ll tell you what. I will go and have a coffee while you go to where you want to go, okay?” “All right,” he said, a smile spreading across his face. “It’s a deal.” He stayed with me and made sure I was comfortably seated and even ordered my coffee for me then disappeared off to whichever man’s shop he wanted. I opened the box that my new phone was in and took out the instruction booklet, and the first thing that struck me were the words ‘charge for sixteen hours before use.’ That was all I needed. I hoped that Sam would not try to phone today. If she couldn’t get through to me goodness knows what she will be thinking. Oh well. There was nothing I could do now. I could only hope that she would be Okay until tomorrow. I leaned back into the chair and lifted the mug to my lips. It smelled strong and my thoughts began to wander back forty-eight hours to when Sam and I first sat together in the coffee shop in Birmingham. We were so happy that day, Sam, because she had someone to talk to and me because I had everything I wanted. Now look at me. Sitting alone with my foot in plaster and my life in ruins. “Hi, Anna.” “Penny! How nice to see you!” My old friend from school. She lived nearby, but I hadn’t seen her for a couple of weeks. “What are you doing here?” I asked her. “I just bumped into Philip. He said you were here. I must say he seemed a little distracted. What have you done?” “What do you mean, what have I done?” She indicated my foot. “Ah, that. I slipped at the station last night and broke my ankle.” Penny nodded in comprehension. I expected her to ask how I had managed to do such a stupid thing. She would have done so normally, but instead she became serious. “Anna. I know I haven’t seen you for a while but is everything okay?” She looked concerned.
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