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This story does contain an underlying theme of fictional infidelity in it. I understand that this can cause a lot of negative feelings for some readers. Please do not read this if you fall into that category. Try to be mature enough to realize what you do and don't enjoy reading for fun. For all of my other readers and followers, please do read and enjoy! Background: I have been married to my wife, Christina, for a little over 6 years now. It's been great so far and I have no complaints. At 31 years old, Christina is a truly beautiful woman. She is 5'6, weighing around 105 pounds, with a very slender, beautiful, and athletically toned body. She is a brunette with beautiful brown eyes and a great butt that pops nicely when she wears her yoga pants. Needless to say, she can easily steal the show when she enters a room, which is almost ironic for how much she hates attention. Ever since I have known her, she has been a very proper and conservative woman. I feel like she is the...

 The road stretched far out in front of us, we had been on the road all day. Driving from Tottenham, north London, to Inverness for my brother's wedding. David, my brother, was a complete and utter prick. We hadn't spoken for years. I cut all contact with him when I found out he had slept with my then fiance. We were young only twenty at the time, but it still hurt. Five years on and it was David who was now engaged. My mum begged me to be there, she had sided with my brother and scolded me for cutting him out of my life. As such, I had limited contact with my parents which I regret. David's bride was from Inverness hence the long road trip. I had never seen her but. They met online and after a few months, he moved up there. My family was from Milton Keynes but I had moved to London after University and settled in Tottenham. I had brought my flatmate with me, Gareth. He was a six-foot slab of Welsh muscle with blonde hair and blue eyes. Driving through the Scottish Highland...