A morning to remember

For about six months (before we got found out) I carried on an affair with a married woman named Beverley [all names changed – Ed]. We’d met in a nightclub when she was out on a friend’s hen night, got on really well and ended up having sex behind the bins at the end of the evening. I know – glamorous eh?

Beverley’s husband Mark worked shifts at a local distribution depot, and I was self-employed (and still am). She herself was a stay-at-home mum, with one boy of primary school age. These circumstances all made it fairly easy for us to meet at her place for sex on a regular basis.

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