Troy Howard woke early and looked over at his wife lying beside him, finding her looking serene. She was smiling in her sleep and he considered how fortunate he was to have such an attractive partner. Suddenly memories of Bailee Adams came flooding in.
"Oh shit," he thought, recalling his pupil coming to his desk the previous day, inviting him to touch her.
Troy's initial feeling, lying there next to his loving wife, was one of regret that he had betrayed her, by taking up Bailee's offer.
"A faithful, loving wife, two kids and another on the way. That should be enough for you," he berated himself.
Then Bailee's form came sharply into his mind. Those down slopping, blue eyes, with her long lashes. A tight young figure, smooth tanned thighs, but most of all, her willingness.
"Touch me Mr Howard," he recalled her offering.
Troy moved a hand to his erect cock, Bailee now dominating his thoughts. He rose from the bed thinking how much he needed to see her; to touch her again. He went and showered, but this time denied himself the temporary release that masturbation would bring.
"The seniors have History with me in the final period of the day," he thought. "Wait until then; to see if she offers herself again."
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Tania woke and heard the shower running. She needed to get up and rouse the children out of bed. However, the memories of last night's dream remained vivid. She swallowed hard, slipping a hand between her legs. She pressed her thighs tightly together and allowed herself to wallow in the memory for minute or two.
"What a dream," she thought, recalling its sexual nature. "And then; to do that. What a naughty girl you are Tania."
She began to move her pelvis slightly. The side of her hand below the thumb was pressed into her still damp slit and she began to move herself along it. Then she heard the shower switch off.
"For heaven's sake, pull yourself together Tania. You're becoming a sex maniac," she said aloud, as she pulled her hand free.
She quickly rose from the bed, her vagina still tingling, craving attention. She put on her robe, went to the toilet and met Troy dressed in a towel, on the way out of the bathroom.
"Morning darling," she said as she pecked him on the lips and got a similar reply.
"He looks good," she thought, but felt no sexual exhilaration at seeing her husband.
Tania went and woke the children and soon they were all in the kitchen, a scene of perfect domesticity. The good looking, tall husband with a full head of dark hair. His attractive, five months pregnant, wife and their two lovely children. All were in good spirits. All seemed well in the Howard household.
Troy was soon kissing Tom and Lauri, telling them to be good and saying he would see them this evening, when they got back from their Aunties. Then he went to Tania.
"See ya hon," leaning forward to kiss her, while giving her small bump a light pat. "Look after number three for me. When's he going to kick?"
"It's too soon," answered Tania light-heartedly, knowing Troy knew that all too well. "And it may not be a 'He' for all we know."
Troy laughed as he kissed her again, then headed out the door. Tania went to the bathroom to shower, thinking of her husband.
"Golly he's all in a bright and bubbly mood this morning. Maybe because it's Friday. Anyway, it's nice to see him like that."
As she began to disrobe she caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror. She placed a hand upon her swollen belly. Thought's immediately returned to her mother's nurse Chris. She'd kissed him the previous day. A kiss and no more, but she'd felt his erection push hard into the bump, where her hand now rested.
"It hadn't put him off at all. Not like it does Troy," she thought, now feeling a tinge of sadness that her husband continued to reject her sexually, every time she became pregnant.
"Me and Troy are OK, that's just the way it is. But what am I going to do about Chris?" she said aloud, with a mixture of arousal and trepidation.
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Chris Evans was sitting at the kitchen table awaiting Tania's arrival. His charge, Tania's mother, had already gone to bed for her afternoon nap and he had time to contemplate.
Tania's family assisted in caring for their mother. Tania's shift was 4 to 6pm. She would drop the children at her sisters and then come to her mother's house. Chris recalled the first time he had met her. He immediately liked what he saw. A tall slender woman, natural blond, with an attractive face. Her personality matched her looks and he enjoyed her company.
A month ago there had been a subtle change in Tania's attitude toward him. They had got along well from the start, but up until then she had never touched him. Suddenly she began reaching out to touch his arm when making a point.
Chris liked this and began to touch her back in a similar manner. One day her mother's condition had upset her and so he'd hugged her. He was only about three inches taller than Tania and she had placed her head on his shoulder as she sobbed. He lightly rubbed her back and felt his cock stirring.
This physical attraction took Chris by surprise. His role as a private nurse, assisting family to care for an elderly relative, had provided him with the opportunity for previous affairs. He had indulged in three or four with younger, female relatives of his patients. However, none of his previous lovers had been pregnant. This was uncharted territory for him.
He had no children himself, although he had exaggerated when telling Tania of the problems between him and his wife. The fact was she had a high powered job that secured them a large income. The decision to postpone children was mutual, but they did intend to have them. Chris had used this, 'poor marriage,' line before and found it useful. All the women he had gone with had a husband or partner and it let them justify their cheating. He thought of Tania and the prospect of her cheating.
"She's never had an affair, I'm sure of that," he thought. "But now she'll be thinking about it. She enjoyed our kiss yesterday."
He had taken a risk by moving forward to kiss her, but it was calculated. At some stage intimate physical contact had to commence. The risk had to be taken.
He noted she'd closed her eyes, so he did likewise, letting his tongue dart forward to touch hers lightly. Tania had brought a hand to the back of his head and moved her own tongue to meet his.
"She'd been thinking about such a moment. I started it, then she took the lead," he thought with a laugh.
Their kiss had continued for some minutes and he'd enjoyed it. He had considered averting his erection, but decided to press it into her, to ensure she was aware that she'd aroused him.
"Who'd have thought? Kissing a pregnant mother. Still, she's real pretty, her bumps not that big and her neck, legs and ankles are still slim."
Chris had considered bringing a hand to her breast, but had decided against it.
"Too far too soon," he'd thought. "I've already got a hand on her ass and my cock resting on her belly. One step at a time."
"You're beautiful," was all he had said, when they broke the kiss.
Clearly embarrassed, yet breathing heavily, she had looked to turn away.
"I..., we..., we shouldn't have, not here..., not anywhere."
