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Audrey

7 months later...

Wanda and I have been having an affair for 7 months now. We get together as much as possible and the sex is amazing. I lay on Wanda as she runs her fingers up and down my bare back. I close my eyes as dizziness nearly knocks me sick. "Are you ok darling?" Wanda asks as she presses her lips to my forehead.

I shake my head as I think back to yesterday. I've been ill all week so I went to the doctors after dropping the kids off at school. Turns out I'm pregnant. 2 months along. I remember the exact night it happened.

I turn my head to look out the window as Michael pounds into me. I blush and my moans get lender when I make eye contact with the woman next door. Wanda smiles at me as she drops her robe and her fingers take place inside

herself. Her head falls back inpleasure and her other hand massages her boob. My legs start to shake as I cum with her. My facial expression changes to shock as I feel Michael fail to pull out before he releases.

"Wanda..im pregnant" I tell her. Her arms wrap tighter around me "oh honey..". Her lips meet line as a tear runs down my face. "I can't have another kid have to live with michaels-" I cut myself off from talking. "Michaels what?...you need to admit that he's abusing you hunny.." she sighs out.

"Fine..hes..not as nice as he used to be.." I say sitting up on her. She reaches up and tucks my hair behind my ears. She wipes my tears off my face and smiles at me "your so beautiful darling...you will be ok..". Her hand rubs over my growing bump and I smile.

We get ready and i walk her to the door. I kiss her before opening it. I freeze when I come face to face with agnes. "Howdy neighbour..oh...neighbours..I though you left wanda..I saw you come in this morning but I thought I missed you leaving" Agnes tells her.

She watches as Wandas hand moves off my lower back. She gasps and wanda covers her mouth as I pull her into my home. Wanda shuts the door with her foot. "Oh my lord..you two-..your sleeping together?" Agnes questions. "No..maybe..yes okay..but you can't tell a soul" I warn her.

"How long has this been going on for?" Agnes questions as she gets up and takes a cookie from the cookie jar. I sit down only to be met with wandas lap. Her arms go around my waist and her hands rest on my lap. "For 7 months..I was the one who initiated it in the beginning.." Wanda tells her.

"And what about your husbands?" She asks sitting next to us. I look down at my hands as wanda speaks "I've...fell out of love with vision..and..michaels abusive..". I hear Agnes gasp and she holds my hand "Oh my-..Audrey is there anything I can do?". I shake my head "just...if I send my kids to yours in the middle of the night don't question it..". She nods and hugs me.

"A boy!..were having another boy!" Michael exclaims as her hugs me tight. "We..dont know if its a boy yet Michael.. " I tell him. He slaps me and try to hold back my tears "it better be a fucking boy...we don't need another slag like you in this house.". I nod and I look down at my feet as my husband goes upstairs to sleep.

5 months later...

I lay in the bath with my back against wandas chest as she washes my hair for me. Being 7 months pregnant means we can't do that many..sexual..activities anymore. She still cares for me though and soothes me when Michael says or does something to me.

Her hand rubs over my bump and I smile as the baby kicks at her hand. They don't do that for anyone else..only wanda. We finish cleaning ourselves and I get up. She lends me one of her maternity dresses from when she was pregnant and I change into it.

We head outside to the line of tables for the 4th of July street party carrying trays of food

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We head outside to the line of tables for the 4th of July street party carrying trays of food. I walk over to my husband and I kiss his cheek. He makes me do that everytime were in public to keep up the familys reputation.

"Where have you been all day?" He asks. "I..uh..helping wanda cook" I tell him as I help the boys to their seats. He hums and sits next to me. I smile slightly as wanda and her boys sit opposite us leaving a spare seat for vision when he gets here.

An hour into the celebration and vision comes to the table. "Nice to see you Potts family...Wanda didnt you have that dress when you were pregnant?" Vision asks pointing to my dress. "Oh yeah" Wanda says calmly as she passes sandwiches to Tommy.

Vision looks at my dress again and frowns "hang on..thats wandas dress..it has the same sauce stain on..Wanda why does Audrey have your dress on?.". Me and wanda stare at eachother in shock. "I..spilt flour on me earlier so she leant me it.." I mumble out. Vision hums believing my lie and wanda smiles softly at me.

I feel a hand squeezing my thigh tight and I look over to my husband. The colour drains from my face when he gives me a knowing look. "Hunny..your hurting me.." I whisper to him whilst holding a smile. "Good..we have something to talk about when we get home.." he spits back at me.

"YOUR HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH HER?..WHAT AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?" Michael screams as he paces back and forth in the living room. I look at him with tears in my eyes. As I go to speak I hear Harry's voice from the bottom of the stairs "mommy..whys daddy shouting again?". I look towards my sons as they stand watching us.

"B..boys go next door for a sleepover.." I tell them. "But mom-" James starts to say. "Listen to your mother.." Michael says to them in a harsh tone. They nod and I watch as they rush out of the house.

"How long?" He asks calmly as he walks towards me. "W..what?" I ask in a shakey voice. I gasp as im pushed onto the floor and his hands go around my neck. "HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKING ANOTHER WOMAN?!" Mike screams in my face as his hands tighten. "A..a year" I splutter out. He slaps me "Your not to see her again..understand?..I take the boys to sleepovers or she picks them up". I nod a he walks off leaving me on the floor in pain.

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