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It just seemed a natural progression from having a drink after work. I was feeling pleased as a result of having taken my fate in my own hands, and Kimberley could perhaps sense it, and she put temptation before me.
What’s more, I had the keys to Brian’s flat – my flat – and it made everything very convenient for us. It was so easy to go from the pub, she slightly sozzled, and me slightly less so, to the apartment.
“We must do this again sometime,” she said, as I shoved her into a taxi afterwards.
“Yes of course,” I replied, making a mental note not to.
I felt pangs of guilt about having had s*x with Kimberley, as I’m not one for cheating on the matrimonial relationship, but I reminded myself that Sandra had cheated on me, and that made me feel better. It was almost justification f
