Actions and Consequences

Getting ready for the christening of my second child, I guess I knew

that Lilly's christening was going to be special. Sadly it was special 

for all the wrong reasons. While Lilly and her mum took centre stage on 

the big day..... 

I sat in the congregation with my wife and couldn't take part in my

daughter's big day..... 

Of course, now that I've told you that, you've probably thinking "he's

had an affair!" 

You wouldn't believe the truth if I told you........ 

Growing up with middle class parents, like most guys in my teens I

pretty much knew what I wanted in a girl. Someone who was good looking, 

a nice body would be a plus too but being a serious and analytical guy, 

I guess the things that appealed to me more, where the things that 

centred on the whole concept of love. 

Love, honesty, trust and a willingness to work together for a common

goal, although in the back of my mind, I guess I did hope that my 

future wife would also have a high sex drive too. Sadly for almost four 

years, my late teens felt like I lurched from one train wreck of a 

relationship to another. 

If I'm totally honest, with my dad owning his own firm that employed

upwards of 30 staff, most of the girls that I dated in my teens saw me 

as a meal ticket. 

Being a sentimentalist at heart, I wasn't the sort of guy that went for

one night stands; I always looked at partners as potential wives and 

tried to treat them like princesses. Unfortunately, in most cases, the 

more I gave, the more they wanted. 

By the time I turned 22, most of my idealist dreams had been knocked out

of me by a whole precession of woman who felt there was nothing wrong 

with demanding all sorts of weird and wonderful gifts, but who couldn't 

give me the sort of sex life that I hoped for. 

I had dated some of the most attractive women in my age group and

strangely enough by the time I turned 22, I really was sick and tired 

of dating.... 

Meeting Pauline at a friends wedding, as fate would have it, Pauline and

I were seated next to each other for the wedding meal. 

At 5'7 with blonde highlights through her brown hair, Pauline wasn't

exactly in the sort of league that I dated in. in a strange way, 

Pauline had a mildly cute look going for her, initially the one thing 

that I did notice was Pauline didn't exactly have the sort of petite 

figure I went for in a girl. Strangely enough, by the end of the night, 

Pauline and I had hit it off so well that I didn't really care what 

size she was or that she wasn't the sort of girl that I'd actively try 

and chat up.....Pauline had made such a genuine impression that after a 

few minutes on the dance floor, I finally asked Pauline out on a date. 

A decision that I hoped I wouldn't regret. 

At 20 years of age, for the first time in my life, I had gone for a

girl, not on how she looked but how she came across. As Pauline and I 

talked, it was clear that we both had our fair share of relationships 

that didn't work out, yet as I sat listening to Pauline's hopes and 

dreams for the future, all she wanted was to be happy, to be with the 

man she loved, and maybe in time have a couple of kids. 

Money didn't hold much appeal for her, she wasn't ambitious and like me,

she despised the whole peer pressures that teens had to conform to. I 

guess I could understand Pauline's hatred of teen peer pressure. 

Pauline freely admitted that up until she turned 18, Pauline was 

exceptionally overweight and because she was overweight, she was 

bullied in school. 

Standing holding Pauline on the dance floor, at a guess Pauline was

roughly a size 12, she wasn't a stick insect, but she didn't look fat 

either. Taking Pauline out to a nice restaurant for our first date, 

Pauline was like a breath of fresh air running through my life. 

For the first time in my life, I didn't feel under pressure to make an

impression, Pauline and I talked like friends, we laughed, we joked and 

by the end of the night, even I started to wonder whether we were on a 

date or just being friends. 

As I drove Pauline home to a council housing estate on the other side of

the city, the only minor concern I had about the whole night was the 

fact that Pauline liked her alcohol. She wasn't exactly plastered, just 

slightly giggly. Standing on her parents doorstep kissing, Pauline 

stopped me in my tracks and purred with a teasing smile "you'd better 

go....before I do something that I might regret" 

Standing there laughing, I responded "and what might that be?" 

Pauline stood looking at me for about ten seconds with a smile on her

lips then pushed her lips to my ear. 

"It involves.....my mouth....and a certain part of your anatomy" Pauline

whispered then stood giggling like a school girl. 

Pulling back to look at her, I gave Pauline a soft smile then pushed my

mouth to her ear. 

"I'll hold you to that" I whispered as Pauline instantly purred "don't

tease me" 

I guess I had spent most of my entire teens dating stuck up little

princesses that Pauline's comments both shocked me and appealed to me 

at the same time. Standing at my car watching Pauline smile at me and 

wave, Okay so she wasn't exactly the type of girl that I usually went 

for, but given my history with women, I felt the change would probably 

do me some good. 

Two days later, Pauline and I met up and went for a drive as Pauline

told me her life story. Like most new couples we spoke mainly about our 

family and friends. By the time we arrived back in Edinburgh, Pauline 

took me in to meet her parents. We took her dog for a walk, then stood 

in a lane kissing for half an hour. 

The following date, Pauline and I went to the cinema, again neither of

us had any alcohol, our fourth date, the following day, Pauline and I 

decided to go for a meal. 

Sitting in a cosy little pub an hour's drive north of Edinburgh, Pauline

even asked if I minded her having a drink. Of course I didn't mind her 

having a drink and told her so. 

By 10pm, Pauline was quickly becoming drunk. Heading out of the pub,

Pauline and I started to drive the back roads back to Edinburgh when 

Pauline announced that she needed to pee.