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After My University Life

After My University Life

by jb_60
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This segment of My University Life story will be shorter in length but no less filled with passion and intense sex. However, it will also span longer in time.

So, University was now over and a working life was to begin. How would Jane and I's relationship change? What was our future?

Post University Life - Summer 1978 onwards

Though Jane continued to work at the Maritime Museum and attend further education, I found myself somewhat at a loose end once my exams ended. My new job didn't start until late July, so I got some temporary part-time work near the Museum, so we could lunch together.

I confess, however, that sometimes we had lunch in the Museum, a very hurried lunch. Jane would escort me into a closed off area and into an exhibit store, where we had frantic sex. Naughty but very exciting! I noted Sioux smile at me a couple of times as we walked through. A knowing smile I think!

I started work at PoleStar Actuarial Services in the July, having had to buy a proper suit, shoes, shirts and ties! Much to my surprise, I found I enjoyed the job, the fellow graduates and work colleagues. I think the final year project I had done had been "leaked" to them, or at least maybe my tutor had spoken to them about it. Anyway, I was asked to develop the idea further and build a bigger and more specific set of risk models, which I ended up working on solidly for the next 12 months!

I got back home one evening in early September, to find Jane had set the table with glasses of wine and food ready. With a big smile on her face she said,

"It's our first anniversary!"

I was slow on the uptake, as my face obviously had a perplexed look.

She added, "It's 12 months since we moved in here. And a year since we first made love."

"Happy Anniversary," I said back as I moved forward to kiss her.

We had to re-heat the meal!

Later that night, after another session of love making, I lay there with Jane snuggled into me. I thought about the year that had gone by, all we had been through, all the sex we had had. I smiled. Then the mathematician in me kicked in! I estimated that in those last 12 months I had pumped and injected over 5 litres, ten and a bit pints of my semen into Jane's warm and willing womb. I intended to continue at that rate for year 2!

In some ways life changed, in others it stayed the same. We were now a working couple, doing all the everyday things that couples do. We also continued to make love several times a day!

Then, in early 1980, I was approached by a recruitment agency and eventually "poached" for nearly double my existing salary! So I began working in the City of London at an investment bank. It was the start of a crazy couple of work years.

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But in the June of 1981 we got married. My family came down to London for the weekend and some stayed for a week. Jane and I went to Benodet in Brittany, France for our honeymoon. Sex in France was just as passionate.

It was on our return, when we went to visit Eric & Mary, and after we'd told them all about the honeymoon (well almost all) that the following happened:

Mary led with, "Your grandad Eric and I have been thinking about what we should do. Remember when I let you move into the flat, to let you be together, to see how it might work as a student let in the future," I suddenly felt worried, "Well we've come to a decision."

Mary had an envelope in her hand and gave it to Jane.

"I don't have any children of my own," she said, a strange almost tearful look in her eyes, "but I... I think of you both as if you were mine. So this letter is a sort of contract between me and the both of you. I will be giving my flat to you!"

Jane's face went white and my leg could have fallen off and I wouldn't have noticed.

Eric continued, "There's no debate, this is Mary's," and looking at her, "OUR gift to you both."

We were both still mute with shock, when, Eric added, "and we've decided to get married too."

Jane screamed and was a flurry of arms, hugs and kisses. Three months later I was Eric's best man and Jane was Mary's maid of honour.

It was in August 1982, after our early evening love making session that Jane seemed subdued. After we'd eaten I asked her "What's up?"

"It's just something silly" she said, a sort of shy look on her face.

"If it bothers you, tell me. I promise not to bite." I quipped.

After a pause she replied "Well, today there was this woman and her baby. She was struggling with her bag, holding the baby who was crying. I asked if I could help, thinking I could get whatever it was out of her bag. But she handed me the baby, thanking me. As she rummaged in her bag I looked down at this baby in my arms, who seemed to look back at me and stopped crying. I swear she smiled at me. As I kept looking at her, her mum said

'How old is yours?'

I told her I didn't have a baby and she said back

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'Well you're a natural because she never shuts up that quick for me!'

As I handed the baby back so she could feed him, I... I didn't know what to say, I just smiled and left them. But I couldn't stop thinking about it, about how the baby looked up at me and... and I..."

Jane stopped, looking at me with an uncertain look, a nervous look. She took a breath in, then said, "I've never thought about... about having a baby before but all day it's swirled about my head."

I looked back at her, smiled and said, "Jane, we've had lots of practice at how we make a baby and I think we know what to do. So whenever you're ready, let's do it for real."

The hug she gave me was intense, a mix of joy and relief. The love making later was intense too.

I was 25 and Jane was 23 when she stopped taking the pill after her period. As we were having our first shag after that, I asked,

"Are you sure?" feeling that tingling deep in my insides.

"Yes" Jane answered.

"Baby making juice... cumin right up! Uurrgghh" I grunted as my semen loaded pulsed deep into Jane's womb.

We made love, shagged and fucked ourselves silly, three and four times a day every day for 1, 2, 3, 4 weeks. Then 5, 6 and 7, by which time it was obvious Jane was pregnant. Personally I think she was pregnant about 2 minutes after that first injection of semen managed to swim up to her egg! It was confirmed following her visit to the GP. We decided not to tell anyone until she was 3 months along, though she almost gave it away the first time she was with her granddad and Mary after we knew!

We continued making love every day, several times a day. Jane had asked the GP is that was OK! As the bump grew we tended to doggy fuck, Jane knowing it was a favourite of mine anyway.

Then came the shock! We were having twins! I guess at some point the dividing egg was just a bit too eager and actually split in two, because when they were born, they were identical twins. And I mean IDENTICAL. Even we struggled at times to tell them apart! That continued to be the case.

We'd had two names for a girl - Rebecca and Jessica (Becky and Jesse). So we ended up using both!

They're both endowed with their mother's good looks and practical common sense. They didn't inherit my love of maths but they're both smart sensible teenagers, though we argue of what is meant by 'good music'.

Jane and I continue to make love every day. Maybe not as urgently but still as passionately and with the depth that only true love gives.

And so this ends my story... our story. I look back on my University days, on the many experiences I had and the good fortune that led me to Jane.

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