Karen Kay's Korner

My husband and I moved to Atlanta for career reasons and decided to rent for a year before looking for a home to buy. We wanted to get thoroughly familiar with the area so that the house we intended to buy would appreciate in value instead of depreciating. Bob and I are both 24 years old and have been married four years. Our marriage has been good, but not great. We decided early on to postpone having children as we wanted to establish our careers before raising a family. This was one of our reasons for moving to Atlanta. We both decided that it was about time for us to have children. We wanted a boy and girl, but would be happy with any combination. I planned to stop taking the pill five or six months after our move.

The neighbors in the apartment complex were wonderful. We had been reluctant to move into an apartment because we enjoy our privacy and quiet. Apartment complexes are usually noisy due to parties and domestic disputes. Our building proved to be quiet. All of our neighbors were older and more mature. We thought it was a great temporary place to live.

One of our neighbors was a Black man named Nathan who lived in the unit next to ours. Nathan had a good paying job and had been divorced for about 5 years. He was 30 years old and quiet. Nathan was about six feet tall and was gave the impression of being even taller--dwarfing my petite 5'1."

My husband Bob talked to Nathan occasionally and they gradually became good friends. He did seem to give me the eye sometimes when Bob wasn't looking. This didn't bother me. I'm used to men checking me out. I didn't feel threatened because Nathan was always so nice to Bob and me.

Although I was not a racial bigot, I never thought about having sex with a Black man. My life with Bob was satisfying although he was not as affectionate as when we were first married. He seemed to take me for granted. All in all everything seemed to be going well. Our sex life was good. I have a strong libido and am quite willing to have sex every day and twice on Sundays. If Bob didn't make love to me on any particular night, I'd find time to take matters into my own hand.

The more we got acquainted with Nathan, the more I appreciated the way he talked with me and the way he looked at me when Bob wasn't looking. It always made me feel special. Whenever I caught him looking, he'd get a big sheepish grin on his face and then just turn away. I have a beautiful body--although my boobs are not humongous. Occasionally I wear tight T-shirts without a bra. When I am aroused my nipples protrude into tiny buttons visible on the front of the shirt. I found that this happened fairly frequently when Nathan sized me up. This was embarrassing, but I never said anything to Bob or Nathan.

One day when I was home from work, I was in the washroom doing the
laundry. This is a chore I hate, but it has to be done. I had the day off and thought I'd finish this task before Bob got home from work. Finished, I picked up the laundry basket and headed up the short flight of stairs back to our apartment. Nathan was standing at the top of the stairs. When he saw me he grinned. I was glad to see him and said "Hi" from the bottom of the stairs. Just as I was about to pass him, he put his big arm across the doorway and blocked the way. He looked at me in that funny way of his and told me that Bob was a lucky man to have a pretty woman to do his laundry.

He also said bob must enjoy kissing me because I had the most kissable lips he had ever seen. I was taken back by his comment, but it made me feel good. He then dropped his arm and asked me if I'd like him to carry the basket for me. I just chuckled and told him that it was light and it was only a few steps to the apartment. He bade me farewell and I didn't see him again that day.

As I walked back to the apartment, I was thinking about what he had just said to me. For the first time, I wondered what it would be like to kiss his large African lips. Strangely enough I didn't find the idea repulsive and I think it may have been largely due to the fact that Nathan was such a nice person and was such a nice friend for Bob and me. I think that was the first time that I ever thought of Nathan as more than just a neighbor.

As the weeks passed our friendship grew with Nathan. I might have been imagining it, but I thought his looks becoming more longing. On more than one occasion I'd wondered what it would be like to make love to him, but I never revealed these fantasies to my husband let alone anyone else. One morning when I was all alone lying in bed, I imagined what it might be like to be in bed with Nathan. I saw him kneeling between my legs spread wide guiding his cock into my innermost parts. I also visualized myself sitting on top of him, straddling his cock. Of course I was masturbating the whole time. It gave me one of the most intense orgasms that I'd ever experienced.

One day our friendship began to take a more physical turn. We had invited Nathan over for dinner one evening, but the evening was cut short. Nathan said he hated to eat and run, but he had to be going because he had an important meeting in the morning and didn't want to be tired. Bob went into one of the back rooms to get a magazine that he had borrowed from Nathan and as he was gone I jumped up from the table to begin the wifely chore of doing the dishes. Nathan walked up behind me and put his hand on my ass and gave it a tight squeeze. I noticed that his hand nearly covered one of my cheeks. When I looked at him, he squeezed it again and whispered thank you again for the great dinner. With that, he winked at me and turned and walked away.

It seemed that lately, Nathan was always touching me. I didn't mind and felt that it was his way of bonding with a friend. It wasn't sexual except for the time we had him for dinner and he grabbed my ass, but it really didn't bother me. I didn't feel threatened by him, I guess because I liked him so much.

One day I was in the laundry room again and I turned to see Nathan coming down the stairs with some laundry. He was laughing at me and said that we mustn't keep meeting in the laundry room like this. He finished washing his clothes and then he put the stuff in the dryer and just stood looking at the machine as it began tumbling.

I could tell that he was deep in thought or something. I walked over to where he was asked him if everything was all right. I told him that I forgot something back at the apartment and asked him if he'd mind keeping an eye on my things while I went back and got the item I forgot. Nathan turned to me and put his hands on my shoulders and as I looked up into his eyes, he pulled me close to him and put his lips on mine.

I'd been wondering what it would be like to kiss this man, but that is about as far as the thought had gone until now. His lips were soft and warm. He felt so powerful as he held me and I could feel my resistance melt almost immediately. The kiss actually felt really good and just the thought of doing it in the laundry room, in a public place, made it doubly exciting. The kiss was not just a peck on the lips, but one that lingered. I opened my lips and his tongue began to brush lightly against them. The soft sensuous feeling of his tongue sent shivers up my back. While kissing, he grabbed my ass again and
pulled me close to him. I felt his cock pressing against my belly. It was the biggest cock I'd ever felt in my life--much bigger than my husband's. The thought that went through my head was that I didn't know how any woman could take something this big inside her. It was by far bigger than I'd imagined in my wildest fantasies of Nathan.

As we broke the kiss, he told me that he had been wanting to do that for quite some time and that he could tell I had been thinking of him. He didn't ask me to do anything else and as I looked at the seriousness in his eyes, he turned and began to take the laundry from his dryer. I went back to the apartment and when I returned he was gone.

That evening as I lay in bed, I couldn't help but think of the size of cock that Nathan had. Bob was asleep, but I was not even close to being tired. My pussy was aching at the thought of this Black man's cock. All the times that he has touched me and the winks he has given me were all beginning to mean something to me now. I know he and Bob were good friends, but the relationship between and Nathan and I was different. There seemed to be more of a sexual bond than just friendship. Although nothing sexual had happened, I was wonder-
ing if it would, now that he put my hand on his cock. I couldn't start being unfaithful to my husband, especially now that we were planning on making our family, but the thought of having sex with Nathan was now on my mind. Since I was off work again tomorrow, I'd talk to Nathan. With the desire I now had, I decided that I'd make love with him just once and that'd be it. I couldn't do it with him more than that and I'd tell him so. I had to experience that big cock just once. With that, I fell asleep.

The next morning as I was preparing breakfast for Bob, I had some
feelings of guilt for even entertaining the idea of making love to Nathan, but the more I thought about it, the more the guilt was replaced with feelings of lust. By the time Bob left for work, I couldn't wait to see Nathan. As soon as Bob was out the door, I called Nathan on the phone and asked him to come over to the house when he was dressed as I'd like to talk with him.

Approximately fifteen minutes later there was a soft knocking on the door. I was still in my robe and after apologizing to Nathan I made some coffee. I told him that I'd been thinking about the previous day in the laundry room and our friendship. I told him that I could see the way things were going and I really wasn't disappointed. With a knot forming in the pit of my stomach, I asked him if he'd like to make love to me. When he looked at me with astonishment on his face, he said it would be the answer to his dreams. I told him that I have been thinking of it also, but we could only do it this one time. I didn't want it to happen ever again because Bob and I were planning on making a family and that I knew this was wrong. When I got up to clear the table, Nathan came towards me and turned me towards him. My back was
against the counter top in the kitchen. I looked into his eyes and could again see the look I'd seen in the past. I now recognized it as lust as his lips lowered to meet mine again.

Nathan was wearing shorts and as we kissed, I reached between our bodies and felt his stiff cock. Again I was amazed at how big the thing was and my pussy began to tingle just thinking that in a few moments we would be trying to get it inside my little blonde pussy. Nathan reached between our bodies and pulled my robe open. I wasn't wearing anything underneath and his hand slipped down between my legs to the wet spot.

I bent my legs slightly as his large hand went between them. His middle finger immediately found my stiff little button and I almost came as he rubbed the sticky fluid from my pussy on my clit. His finger then slid into my depths. Because his hand was so large, it felt like it was as big as my husband's cock. If this man's finger was this big, how big was his cock going to be?

Nathan fingered my pussy until I just about collapsed leaning against the counter top. He then lifted me up and sat me on the edge. My legs spread on either side of his waist. He backed up momentarily and pulled his shorts down to his knees and the biggest cock I have ever seen popped out. The head was massive and I knew that it'd probably hurt, but I was willing to try. At this point you couldn't have stopped me.

His cock was dark black and looked more like it belonged on a horse than a man. I could see the end was glistening with pre-cum as he guided it to my pussy lips. It was a good thing that my cunt was so wet because when he tried to enter me, he stretched my lips as far as they would go. I have never had anything in me as big as that. My clit was stretched tight against the top of his cock as he worked it in slowly. I think his cock must have squeezed to a smaller size because I felt incredibly stuffed.

For a second, I thought it was a futile attempt to fuck this man, then I felt its length entering me. I felt the head of Nathan's black cock push into me a little at a time. I didn't want to stop, I was crazed with lust at this time. His hips moved back and forth slowly and as his meat became sticky with my juice, it inched into me. Finally I felt his balls touching my ass and as I looked down between us, I could see his cock was deep inside of me. I thought I could see my tummy bulging slightly as I was impaled on his huge tube of meat. I told Nathan not to cum inside of me because it was my fertile time and it would cause major problems with Bob if I had a Black baby.

He told me that he'd pull out in time so I could see him squirt his cum. My hips worked back and forth and the feeling was incredible. Almost immediately my pussy began to convulse in an intense orgasm. When it tightened around his cock, he must have been overwhelmed by the feeling also. I could feel his cock begin to throb and the head swelled to a size that wouldn't let it out of me. When he pulled back, it wouldn't come out. My pussy had a death grip on his swollen meat and wouldn't let him withdraw.

Although he attempted to pull it from me, it was futile. While
apologizing for not being able to get his rod out of me, he began to shoot his sticky fluid deep inside of my tummy. I felt his cock expand each time the head spit its hot creamy load deep inside of me.

Knowing then that our sexual organs couldn't be separated, Nathan held me tight against him until our orgasms subsided. It wasn't until minutes later that his cock began to get flaccid he was then able to withdraw his cum soaked cock from deep within my pussy. I told him he didn't need to apologize, but I would need to go into the bathroom and clean up. He kissed me again and got dressed and left. As I got down from the counter top, a big gob of his white cum began to drain from my stretched pussy. I couldn't believe how much he had squirted into me. Nathan must have as excited as I'd been to account for so much semen draining from my stretched lips.

My pussy felt like it would never be the same. I have never been stretched as much before. My labia were swollen and almost sore. He hadn’t scarcely pumped me with his swollen meat. He had just pushed it inside me and we were locked together like two mating animals. I took a nice long bath and cleaned up. While laying in the tub I began to play with my pussy while thinking of the fucking I had just gotten. Although I was very sensitive from what had happened, I had to make myself cum one more time.

Needless to say, I was a nervous wreck the rest of the month wondering if I was going to be pregnant with Nathan's baby. I really couldn't talk to anyone about it, yet the thought of making love to a close friend of my husband's really excited me. I was on a roller-
coaster of emotions until my period finally started. That was the day that I began thinking more of the experience than of the consequences.

During the month Nathan kept up his relentless vigil of advances. I knew that I shouldn't have made love to him because I knew that he'd want to do it more than once, a thought that also appealed to me. The more I thought of the idea of having sex with Nathan, the more excited I became. I thought of buying some condoms but I knew he wouldn't fit the normal size and I didn't want my husband to see these magnum sized condoms laying around the house.

The more I dwelled on the idea the sooner I came up with a solution to the problem. I convinced Bob that we should postpone having our family and that I should go back on birth control for a while longer. I finally got him to agree and by the end of the next month I was taking my pills regularly. Now I had to let Nathan know in a subtle way that I couldn't get pregnant without coming out directly and telling him that I wanted his big Black cock between my legs again.

One evening while laying in bed, I was fantasizing of laying under Nathan again and having him plug my pussy. The longer I thought of the
idea, the wetter my pussy became until the panties I was wearing were soaking. My little pussy felt like it was on fire. While Bob slept next to me, I eased my hand down between my legs and into my panties. I clamped my hand tightly against my wet pussy and moved my fingers slowly across the tip of my swollen and sticky clit until my body convulsed into an intense orgasm. It's all I could do to keep from shaking the bed and screaming out and waking Bob. I was obsessed with the idea of fucking Nathan again. I made up my mind that I would do it again as soon as possible.

By morning I felt terrible. I'd only gotten about two hours of sleep because I'd been thinking of Nathan all night. I decided to call in sick at work to stay home. I knew that Nathan stayed home during the mornings and secretly I was hoping that I'd see him. I was beginning to feel like a nervous wreck, I just had to have that Black cock inside of me.

When Bob left for work, I sat at the breakfast table and wondered when I should attempt to see Nathan. Well I thought I'd do the standard housewife routine and dressed in my robe and my sexiest white lace panties, I grabbed a cup and headed down the corridor and knocked on Nathan's door. When he came to the door he looked at me through half open eyes because I'd just woken him up. Nathan only had a towel wrapped around his waist. I held the cup out and asked him if he had any sugar as I was completely out and I didn't like my morning coffee without it. He smiled and told me that he had some in the kitchen and to please come in. I looked around quickly to see if any of the neighbors had noticed me and then slipped through the door. Once inside I followed Nathan into the kitchen.

I had an idea while he was getting out the sugar. When he turned to me I was gone. The only thing he saw was my bathrobe lying on the floor. I heard him walking down the hallway towards the bedroom where I was already lying under the covers in his bed when he came in. He set the cup of sugar down on the dresser next to my lacy white panties and smiled, letting the towel slide to the floor, revealing his massive tool just beginning to swell. Nathan slid into bed next to me and I felt the heat of his body. He put his hand on top of my head and lowered his head next to mine on the pillow and brushed his lips against mine. I was hot and couldn't wait much longer. I was a hungry woman and couldn't wait. I kissed him hard and began to pant as he slid his tongue deep into my mouth. I felt one of his hands grab my ass and pull me up tight against him. His cock already felt like an iron rod pressed tight between our bellies.

I immediately pulled my leg up and over his so that my private parts were open for his pleasure. I wanted him to take me right then, but he wanted it to last. He didn't even touch my pussy with his hands. We kissed and touched, he sucked on my breasts and made my nipples as stiff as marbles. I almost came without him touching me. I slipped my hand around his cock and began jacking him off. With this he threw the covers back. I pulled him on top of me and told him that I couldn't wait any longer, that I had to have his cock inside me.
I was very thankful my pussy gets extremely wet when I'm excited because Nathan guided his cock to the entrance of my tight little pussy and slowly eased his weight down on top of me. I thought I was going to be split wide open. I had forgotten how big his gristly cock becomes. In two thrusts he had impaled me with his gorgeous rod. We would have been locked together again, but because I was so wet he pulled back out and pushed it into me again. I pulled knees back against my chest to allow him the deepest possible penetration of my vagina. The more he pumped his cock in and out of me, the looser and more sensitive my pussy lips became. I told him I wanted him to squirt his load inside of me and I guess that is what he wanted to hear because at that very moment he withdrew all but the glands of his cock and I felt the hot jets of his semen squirt inside me. Again and again the liquid spewed from the slit at the end of his cock. When he finally finished he rammed his meat
back into me and I felt a large amount of the liquid oozing out of my pussy and running down my ass cheeks onto the sheets. My pussy clutched his cock and squeezed it tightly trying to milk a few more drops of his precious semen as my body shook in its own intense and badly needed orgasm under his sweaty Black body.

We lay in each other's arms for an hour. I must have dozed off from our intense workout. When I awoke, I was laying on my stomach with my legs slightly parted. One of Nathan's fingers was running the length of my dripping crack. I lay motionless, thinking of how much his cock had stretched my pussy. Then I felt his finger slide into my wet tunnel. As he finger fucked me, his thumb was rubbing against my clit. I wanted to lay in bed with Nathan all day. Nathan rolled over on top of me and slid the covers back again. He pulled my hips until I was on my knees and elbows. I spread my legs apart and like a dog in heat, bowed my back to expose my pussy to him. Nathan mounted me from the
rear and it was easier for him to penetrate me now that I was stretched for his massive size. He pulled my tiny hips tight against his pelvis and drove his huge cock deep inside me. I know I felt the tip of his cock touch my my lungs. I braced myself as he slammed his giant meat in and out of my cunt for at least ten minutes before letting loose with another load

We fucked for hours. He took me on my side and standing up, with me sitting on the kitchen counter. I went on top of him facing him so he could suck my tiny tits. I went on top of with my back to his face so he could see the in-and-out action of our sexual organs. We fucked every way we could think of. When he rolled over and collapsed on the bed, I looked at the clock on the dresser and saw it was almost 4:00. I'd been in bed with him, fucking him since 7:30 this morning. His bed was soaked with sweat and the cum my pussy couldn't hold. I kissed him on the cheek and told him that I'd have to get home before Bob returned from work. I'd barely had time to shower and dress and start dinner before Bob came through the front door. He told me I looked much better. Staying in bed all day had done me a lot of good. If he had only known.

It wasn't long before I lost the guilt feelings about having sex with Nathan. I think initially I justified it in my own mind because he was such a good friend of mine and Bob's. Sometimes I wondered if he was such a good friend only because he wanted to get me in bed, but it didn't matter, he was still friendly to both of us and I got what I wanted when Bob was away.
For a while it seemed like every time Bob left for work, Nathan and I were in bed fucking until we were both satisfied. I left for work about an hour after Bob and on more than one occasion I'd get dressed for work and sneak over to Nathan's place and get laid before setting off to work.

One morning I was running late for work, but I was extremely horny
because Bob and I hadn't had sex in two days and Nathan had been out of town. On the way down the corridor I could see a light on inside Nathan's apartment. I knocked on the door and he answered with a big smile and opened the screen door to let me in. I walked into the living room and asked him when he got home because I didn't think he'd be back for at least two more days. He told me that the meeting he had out of town had been cut short. When he told me that he had missed me, I backed against the sofa and pulled up my dress and spread my legs. I looked him in the eyes and asked him how much he missed me.

He came close to me and I could sense that he was pulling down his shorts. I was wearing nylons and a garter with my matching panties. He reached out and pulled my panties down to my ankles. I lifted one foot and the panties were free. I lifted one leg up against his side and his erect cock seemed to guide itself to the ever increasingly familiar pussy that now seemed to belong to him. My lips, although still tight allowed Nathan's monster cock to enter freely. I leaned against the sofa as he banged my pussy hard, making up for the days he had not been home. I came not once, but twice before he finally unloaded his hot baby cream deep inside of me. I grabbed a tissue from a box on the coffee table and put it inside my panties and told him thanks, but I was late for work and had to leave. I felt better that morning than I had in a long time as I drove to work feeling my pussy still tingling.

One weekend when my husband was watching television I was again in the washroom. This was a place that was seldom used on Saturday mornings as people seemed to find better things to be doing with their spare time. I was just getting started with my washing when Nathan came in and started doing his homely chore.

We began talking and it wasn't long before the subject changed to sex, in particular, sex between us. I could see that he was getting an erection and although I was getting horny, it wasn't practical for us to go to his apartment this morning, besides Bob indicated that we'd make love when I finished with the laundry. I could tell that Nathan was in an extremely horny mood, so I looked around and I got an idea.

I took him by the hand and led him to the far end of the washroom by the soap dispensers. It was kind of a dark corner away from the windows. When we got to the machines, he gave me a capricious look. I squatted down and pulled his shorts to about mid thigh. His giant tool sprang free from the confines of the shorts and I could see the end had secreted the sticky fluid that made his entry into my tight pussy easier. I took his cock in my hand and opened my mouth and began licking around the crown and then sucked the rubbery head into my mouth.

I'd tried sucking his cock before, but it was too sensitive for him. He tended to cum too fast when I sucked him off. We usually wanted it to last longer when we made love. My hand slid up and down his cock jacking him off as I tried to get the head of his cock in my
mouth. I sucked feverishly until I could feel his balls tighten and the tube begin to throb. I knew he would soon cum and I wasn't disappointed. It took less than two minutes to make him shoot his load in my mouth. He told me that he found it extremely stimulating to see his best friend's wife on her knees sucking his Black cock. I didn't spill a drop and when his orgasm subsided, I licked all the juice from around the swollen head and then pulled his shorts back on. I told him that he could return the favor sometime and he told me that it would be his pleasure.

Once when Bob and Nathan were going to go to a ball game, Nathan came over to the house just before they were going to leave. When he got to the house, Bob had just left to the corner store to get a couple of things that they would need for the day. I was feeling extremely horny that morning and couldn't wait for the men to leave so I could sneak into the bedroom and take care of my personal business.

When Nathan walked through the front door, my plans changed. I knew we would only have a few minutes alone together before Bob returned. We were in the living room. I was wearing a sun dress since it was already a hot summer day. I wasn't wearing a bra, just a pair of skimpy bikini panties. I looked at Nathan, turned, pulled up my dress and bent forward over our overstuffed chair. I asked him if he could take care of me before he and Bob left. He didn't need a second invitation. He immediately came up behind me since he had to work fast. Bob would be returning any minute. Nathan pulled down his gym shorts far enough to pull his big Black beauty, pulled aside the crotch of my panties and parted my pussy lips with two finger wide enough to slide his cock into me. After a couple of firm thrusts he began banging me with a vengeance. In just a few short moments I began to cum as he slammed me into the back of the chair with his mighty penetrations. He came shortly after I did. It only took a minute or a minute and a half, but as soon he withdrew his cock, I heard the front door open. I pulled my panties back into place and straightened out my dress while Nathan pulled his shorts up over his cock--still wet from our fucking. We were pretending to look at some books in the bookcase when Bob came in seconds later.

I kissed Bob good-bye and said good-bye to Nathan. As I did I felt his beginning to leak out of my pussy and trickle down my legs. As soon as the men left, I scurried off to the bedroom, laid on the bed and began to rub my swollen and sticky mound. This wetness brought a better feeling than I'd anticipated to the matter I was about to undertake. I pulled off my panties and held them to my nose to smell Nathan's cum and visualized what a sight it must have been as he thrust his gigantic black cock deep inside my little blonde pussy while I was bent over the back of the chair. I lay down and placed the panties over my nose and masturbated. until I came once again.

Nathan and I continued seeing each other a couple of times a week for the next two years. It came to the point that he was the only man who could satisfy my sexual needs. Although my husband tried, I found that I just needed more than he had to offer. Sex with my husband became uneventful and he could only rarely make me cum, something Nathan never failed to accomplish, although the decline in Bob's attention to me and affection for me may have had something to do with it too.

Just when I realized that I needed Nathan and that I couldn't enjoy life without him, I found out I had to. Nathan gave both Bob and me the devastating news that he'd have to transfer out of state to get a promotion with his company. Needless to say I was heartbroken, more than my husband knew. We had a small going-away party for him, but I didn't feel it was a fitting end to our affair. So, just before it was time for Nathan to move, I devised a plan that'd allow me to say good-bye in a manner I thought appropriate.

I told my husband that my company was sending me out of town over the weekend. I told Nathan we could spend the weekend together if he would like that. I made reservations at a small, but plush motel in a suburb on the opposite side of our town so we wouldn't spend much time driving. We met at the Restaurant downtown and drove to my fantasy palace. We spent the whole weekend at this motel. I think the
only time we got out of bed was to eat and take baths together.

It was especially glorious because Nathan finally kept the promise he had made to me the first time we made love. He actually pulled his cock out of me and let me watch his cum fly. He shot all over my boobs and rubbed it in with his cock. I loved it. Every other time we had ever fucked he had cum in my pussy or mouth so it really was
a special treat--one I wouldn't want him to repeat too often and which he didn't repeat that weekend. I want his baby juice where it counts--in my pussy or, for a change, in my mouth.

When I came home Monday morning, I could hardly walk and my pussy ached from too much love-making. But, then saying good-bye is always a hard thing. Its two weeks later and I'm still devastated. I phoned Nathan this morning and told him how much I miss him. He told me he missed me too. I asked him if he wanted to have me with him as much as I wanted to have him with me and he said he wanted that more than anything else he could think of. He wished he could chuck his promotion and come back to me. I told him he didn't need to do that. I had decided to move out, get a divorce and move in with him. He said he couldn't do that unless we got married. I told him I took that as a proposal. He said that's exactly what it was. I told him I accepted--on condition we have
at least three children. I also told him I thought our farewell weekend just might have put our first baby in the oven since I had stopped taking the pill a couple of weeks earlier and my period was late.