I had known Hannah for 12 years; she was a couple of years younger than me but we got on well. Many years ago, teenage lust had brought us together for drunken snogs and gropes in our inexperienced way. It never got beyond that and after a few years Hannah moved away to start university.

It was then she met a bloke, lost her virginity to him, and unintentionally got pregnant. Not wanting to have an abortion however, she kept the baby and gave birth to a lovely baby boy - then married her partner. Whilst it wasn't the ideal start to a relationship, Hannah made things work for her new family and all was well.

After university she came to back to live in the next village to me (where she was from) and we met up again as friends. We had a common interest in rowing - she was in the women's A crew, me in the men's A, so would often cross paths when going to or from practices. For a couple of months it was purely friendship, but it gradually developed into deeper feelings.

After a rowing practice one evening we both happened to be back at the boat shed at the same time and were the last to leave. I was just tying up seats to the overhead racks when I felt her presence very near me. I turned round, our eyes met and neither of us said a word. We moved closer together, embraced each other and our lips met.

I couldn't believe she was doing this - we hadn't kissed for at least 10 years, she was married... yet the desire had never really broken between us. It was a passionate kiss but didn't last long; she had to get home to her family. However, we both knew this wouldn't, couldn't, be the last time, there was so much more... We exchanged numbers and vowed to meet at the next opportunity.

I couldn't stop thinking about spending more time with Hannah. She was tall, slim, had brown hair that perfectly framed her pretty face. Her tits weren't big at 34B, but were well proportioned to her figure. It was risky meeting her, but we both had passion for each other. Four weeks went by, but then the opportunity arose.

Hannah's husband went away one weekend, taking their son with him, leaving her at home alone. I called as soon as I knew and she invited me around to their house. I went round after dark, so I wouldn't be seen walking in, and took some beers with me. We met at the door and she ushered me in quickly so we wouldn't be seen.

I embraced her as we kissed passionately in the hallway, passion building in our bodies. She then led me into the sitting room and we opened some beers. I sat on the sofa and she lay across me, her head on my chest as we held each other. We kissed passionately again, this time me moving to lie on