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I
returned shakily, snatching up my clothes.
    "Christ, what
are you doing standing in the lounge starkers?" he gasped as he
entered the room to confront my naked, curvaceous body.
    "I... I was
about to take a shower when... What are you doing home?" I
blustered, tugging my skirt up, veiling my flurried pussy.
    "I had to go
and see a client. He's local so I thought I'd call in for coffee.
Are you all right, Jane? Your face is very flushed."
    "Yes, I'm
fine."
    "Why undress
in the lounge?"
    "I thought I
heard the phone and..." Remembering that my bra and blouse were in
the kitchen, I forced a smile. "I'll go and put the kettle on," I
said, brushing past him.
    The magazine
had gone, I noticed as I hurried into the kitchen and slipped my
blouse on. Den had taken the incriminating evidence, no doubt to
return and have me strip naked again. Henceforth, I reflected
intuitively, the nightmare could only get worse.
    As Mat
appeared in the doorway, suspicion reflected in his brown eyes as
he scrutinized me, I did my best to appear cool and calm. I daren't
fuel his suspicion by showing telltale signs of the anxiety and
guilt that were flooding my mind, drowning me. Forcing the picture
of Den's mouth engulfing my nipple to the dark corners of my mind,
I took a deep breath as Mat sauntered over to me.
    "Why is your
bra over the chair?" he asked suspiciously as I filled the
kettle.
    "It's to be
washed. You don't mind if I wash my bra, do you?" I smiled with an
air of innocence that surprised me.
    "No, no of
course I don't mind."
    Mat perched himself on the edge of the table as I took two
cups from the cupboard and opened a jar of Nescafe. I felt his eyes
boring into me as I spooned coffee into the cups - boring into my
soul. But there was no way that he could read it, I reasoned with
myself. He'd never know of my illicit striptease act - that I'd
showed Den my cunt. Cunt . I hated the word.
    I'd always
dressed provocatively for Mat, ensuring that he glimpsed my scanty
panties as I made myself comfortable in the armchair, allowing him
a peek of my braless nipples as my blouse fell open. But that was
our secret, our private game. Not once during my marriage had I
ever dreamed of displaying my naked body to another man.
    Recalling my
treacherous disrobing as the kettle boiled, Den's wide eyes as I'd
unveiled my vaginal crack, a mixture of fear and remorse
overwhelmed me. Guilt swamping me as Mat stood behind me, holding
my hips and kissing my neck, a shudder ran down my spine. For five
years I'd been faithful, never dreaming about other men, let
alone... But I'd not sullied my body, I consoled myself. I'd not
allowed another man to touch me. Never in a million years would I
do that! As Mat slipped his hands up my skirt and cupped my naked
buttocks, I jumped.
    "Den!" I
cried, immediately realizing my mistake.
    "Den?" Mat
echoed as I turned guiltily to face him.
    "Den, he... I
spoke to him earlier. He was in his front garden."
    "What did he
have to say?"
    "Not a lot, he
just mentioned the weather. There's your coffee."
    "Thanks. Why
mention his name?"
    "I was only
going to say that I'd seen him."
    "Oh, right.
So, what have you been up to?"
    Was he testing
me? No, of course he wasn't! He was only making conversation,
asking what I'd been up to. What had I been up to? My stomach sank
as I imagined Mat walking into the lounge and discovering me
standing naked before another man. God, what the hell had I
done?
    What I'd done was immoral, wrong, and would haunt me forever,
I knew. But I'd had no choice. It wasn't as if I'd stripped of my
own free will, displayed my feminine intimacy out of lust. Blackmailed, forced, coerced ... The whispered words comforted me. I was innocent in my
guilt.
    "I have to go
up north tomorrow," Mat said, sipping his coffee. "I'll be away for
the night, I'm afraid."
    "Away?"
    "It can't be
helped."
    "You've never
had to stay away before."
    "There's a
problem with... I won't bore you with the details. You'll be OK
alone,