I am Lara and my husband, Tom, is a photographer for a fashion magazine. On the odd occasion, a model would stay with us. I never really minded until he brought home Sarah. I wasn't afraid he would be unfaithful; that was never the issue; however, I started having strange feelings whenever the girl is around me. The woman had long red hair that she kept in a ponytail, firm breasts, and have these green eyes I couldn't help but get lost in. I was a little shorter with a few more pounds on her, but that was because my breasts were a little bigger than hers. I wore my long brown hair with layers and rarely dressed or did things too wild. I had been married a little over a year with a satisfying sex life that kept me from wanting anything more. I have never been affected by a woman like this before, and it confused me. I refused to accept that I sexually was into her and tried to focus on anything but her. Whenever the girl was in the room, her essence was so overpowering that I ...
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