The church hall being so crowded had become rather stuffy.It was very dark and rather cold but it felt good. Michael made several attempts at lighting...his cigarette but his hand was shaking very badly so I did it for him. I was looking over towards the old monastry which was illuminated by floodlights. It was a place that I had known since my childhood.Then the unbelievable happened. Michael slipped his hand up my dress and felt me rather firmly through my knickers. I was not going to run away.. Lynn screamed.She sat on the bed He left me in the shower Sofia was sympathies was pouring outI cleaned my self up my bottom was purple with bruises , I went to the bedroom and dressed and thought about what my options was to leave or stay with himHe shouted from downstairs get my clothes ready I'm going outI laid his clothes on the bed and ironed his shirtHe said he was going out for a drink with his mates.When he went I packed a bag and went to leave, but didn't know where to go and I didn't. I am in relatively good shape for my age, tall, thin and with dark shoulder length black hair that curls at the ends, no matter what I do to try and straighten it. (Kind of like me -- pretty much a conservative straight arrow, with a wicked uncontrollable twist, which my friends and my hubby hates!)Okay, so you also know I am married. Very married. I would never cheat on my spouse, because I know better. Or do I? I have often found myself wondering if offered the opportunity, and no one but. "How very gentlemanly!" she gurgled.That caused Bill to laugh too and his cock wilted in embarrassment and performed."Ooh! Ooh!" chortled Wendy as she aimed it at different points in the loo. "What do I do now?" Squeeze the remnants out and give it a gentle shake."She did that but still dabbed the end with loo-paper for good measure."There's a clever boy," she said. "I don't think that after that you need a nappy. Very grown up."This was much more the Wendy of the weeks after moving in, giggly.