When IVF fails... Closed to (DanFS)

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Miranda was born in a military family, I guess what could be termed as upper class, having had a history of service on both sides of her parents for several generations, her father side more so, in the army. Her mothers side was more navy, merchant or Royal. Her older brother has already served for several years, and has been invited to to continue to do so. Miranda never really liked the idea of service to the crown, though she had served in the reserve forces at University, a combination of curiosity and family tradition.

She graduated, and soon was successful as a business woman. Combination of family money and her own success, Miranda would never have to worry about money as long as she was sensible, prudent....

Sexually Miranda was also a late starter, also having attended an all female school for a while and was residential as her parents were stationed in Germany at the time...

She had boyfriends, and at an early age had been semi sexually active, with heavy snogging, oral and masturbation, but had never lost her virginity till at university... It was while she was at university, she first met Adrian. Miranda had dated Adrian for a few years, before splitting up after around two years. The issue had been farcical with hind sight, and after a while became friends. A few years later in their mid 20's at a party, their old passion returned, and this time with their experience and maturity they made the relationship work, and now they had been married for 8 years or so.

Sexually, Miranda can be assertive or submissive, enjoying tie and tease games with Adrian, either as the aggressor or victim. In fact she bought a new bed for them to play on {http://www.celticbeds.co.uk/bedmart/product.php?id_product=11}, silk ties permanently attached to the frame... Their master bedroom also has a hook which can be lowered from the ceiling and that hook had been used with both herself and Adrian restrained to it....

As to her dress sense, Miranda rarely dressed sluttish, as a high street common hooker. Rather she would be more aptly described as the high class call girl, professional yet provocative look. Rarely in trousers other than tight jeans or leggings.. she always dressed well, her toned, curvy legs suited tight jeans/leggings or skirts. Most were below the knee but with revealing slits, many were bespoke to emphasise the slit... Miranda believes in the saying "Less is More"

She has an extensive lingerie collection, silks and lace and enjoyed wearing it... Often she would were a pastel shade blouse/top, but with a darker bra underneath, e.g. a navy blue bra under a pale blue blouse... Miranda loved boots, and had a large collection. She had early discovered how sexually provocative they can be, the best way to get Adrian to recover was to masturbate him with the toe of her leather boot, her FMB. Whilst they were never in a Ds relationship Adrian would lick and kiss the leather, and his erection would return so quickly...

At home Miranda preferred leggings and a baggy jumper tops, worn as dresses. Obviously a trend setter, Miranda had been doing it for years, well before it became fashionable... But beneath the apparent outside appearance of being a happy couple, things were not what they seemed. They were both keen on starting a family, but despite not using any form of contraception, their efforts at becoming pregnant had failed.



Miranda finished her call and placed her I-phone on the side and faced her husband. Suddenly the strangeness of the whole situation hit her with a force. Adrian had heard every word his wife had spoke during that conversation. He was put out, because he was the problem. Miranda was perfectly fertile but he was the one who had a low sperm count, worsened by a higher than average sperm deformity rate. But the three sessions of IVF with the NHS had failed, for no specific reason, and at the moment they could not afford to go private, with the current recession. All their spare money was needed in case he became redundant, coupled with the costs should they be successful in starting a family.

Miranda was confused. She liked Dan, they had got on well since his sister had married her brother a few years ago. They had flirted at times in front of Adrian and his wife. Dan had been selected partly because of his similar physique to Adrian, partly because he had already fathered two children that he had confessed to. But possibly the other factor was that he was in the outer family, so whilst Miranda knew him, they only saw each other mostly at family social events...

But she had never thought fucking him. Yet tomorrow he would be coming round....

Miranda felt her husband hold her tight and she held him back feeling his groin press into her, suddenly feeling aroused herself. One thing they had sworn to each other during these periods of ovulation would that they would also have sex as well with Dan. She moved her lips to his and started to kiss him, softly at first but deepening the kiss as she felt his bulge respond in her crutch. Miranda gyrated, pressed her pelvis against him, gasping as she broke the kiss....

"Take me, now fuck me......." As Miranda finished speaking, she knelt before him unfastening his trousers releasing his cock. Adrian was average in size but she enjoyed it, and she wanted it now. What was worrying though was the idea of being unfaithful adding to her arousal?

She took his cock into her mouth and licked, kissed it gently covering the his glans with her saliva. She continued for several minutes as she felt her own body respond...

She pulled away and lifted the skirt of her dress up, exposing her grey silk and lace thong. She stepped towards the dining table and with her feet on the floor she leant forward one hand pulling the thong to her side. Her other hand grasped the far edge of the table. Adrian didn't need any further encouragement as she stood behind her running his cock over her wet vulva hearing his wife gasp. Slowly he started to ease it in, pushing it in slightly before easing it out, and then pushing it in deeper. Miranda gasped loudly s he started to fuck her his hands now grasping her thighs tightly as he thrust-ed deep into her, the sound of his balls and thighs slapping into her flesh. The sex was raw, powerful but coupled with the emotional content.

The following morning, Miranda waved her husband goodbye and called her office; complaining tht she was unwell and wouldn't be in today but hoped to be back tomorrow. She knew she wouldn't be, the next 48 hours were going to be a sexathon. She wanted to get pregnant.

Dan was scheduled to arrive around ten in the morning, so Miranda took her time getting ready. One outfit that Dan had always flirted with her was when she looked the professional woman. After her shower, she selected a light summer woollen pinstripe grey dress, sleeveless with a provocative V neckline. She chosen a red silk set, wearing the soft cup Basque, and matching thong. She rolled her dark nude lace top stockings and connected them to the suspender straps of the Basque, before putting on the matching silk camisole. With the Dress on, the lace of the camisole would obscure slightly her cleavage. With her hair in a pony, and a pair of black leather boots, she waited nervously for the door bell. She sat down with a coffee and started to watch the news channel, only 9:10.

She picked up the netbook that stayed in the living room and logged onto her email..
 
Dan had finished typing his text to Miranda, but wanted to check it, as spelling just wasn't his gift.

It read:
Hi Miranda,
Really looking forward to seeing you today. You can't imagine how shocked I was that Adrian told you that I have had the hots for you, ever since we first met.

What, with you being married, & me marrying Emma meant I thought that we would never had the chance to do any more than flirt at family gatherings.

I wonder if I could ask if you'd dress up for me, as Emma's not into all that. She thinks wearing just panties to bed is all it should take to get me going. She doesn't want expensive lingerie, as she says she'd only wear it a couple of times a year!

I really like that deep blue evening gown you wore to Adrian's 40th. party, with those black patent high heels, they really make your legs - god, I'm getting hard typing this!

I know that it's not a night out, but I loved you in it!

I'll see you at 10am, OK?

Dan


He then busied himself getting ready, daydreaming as he did so.

Although he and Miranda had not been really close within the family circle, he had admired her from afar, as his sister had married her brother a few years ago. A couple of weddings and a funeral were pretty much the only gatherings they had encountered each other at, apart from Adrian's 40th. Birthday party last year.

Their meetings had been cordial, perhaps some would say slightly flirtatious.
Miranda had always dressed well, and being a natural beauty, rather than a woman who relied on cosmetics to bolster her confidence had succeeded in the business world.

Dan found that attribute very attractive, and although married to Emma, he and Miranda had swapped a few risque comments at the last family gathering and he had hinted that their home life was 'not very exciting'.

As he knew Miranda would have made an effort, he too decided to dress up a little. He pulled on a freshly ironed shirt, taking care to ensure the blue enamel cufflinks he'd selected were secure and lined up with the seam of the sleeve; and then dressed in a navy blue suit with a patterned lilac tie and polished black leather shoes to finish everything off.

He ran a hand over his smooth-shaven face and the other hand through his short-cropped hair.

Emma was away at work already and he had told her he would be away at a two-day meeting, so not to worry about him being home, as far as cooking and washing were concerned.

He had packed his case the night before, with his hear thudding in his chest. He had packed a selection of different clothing and a few other items which he hoped Miranda would approve of.

'Right then!' He thought, as he checked his watch. 'Better leave now to get there by ten!' He decided.

With that he carried his case out to the car, placed it into the boot, and climbed in and started the engine. The smooth growl of the three litre powerplant thrilled him as it always did, as he pulled away.

As he drove, he thought back to the phone' call that started this.

Miranda had called to speak to Emma about something, and after a while, Emma handed Dan the 'phone, saying Adrian wanted to talk to him. His mind spun, as Adrian explained the situation, and then asking if he could help them out?

He shook his head in wonder as he drove, trying to imagine what Miranda would be wearing...
 
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Miranda waited as she watched the bbc news channel, just after 09:30. she was early and nervous as hell as to what the day would bring. She reached for the family net-book that was kept on the coffee table and soon logged on and accessing her email.

She saw an email from Dan written within the last hour or so..

Hi Miranda,

Really looking forward to seeing you today. You can't imagine how shocked I was that Adrian told you that I have had the hots for you, ever since we first met.

What, with you being married, & me marrying Emma meant I thought that we would never had the chance to do any more than flirt at family gatherings.

I wonder if I could ask if you'd dress up for me, as Emma's not into all that. She thinks wearing just panties to bed is all it should take to get me going. She doesn't want expensive lingerie, as she says she'd only wear it a couple of times a year!

I really like that deep blue evening gown you wore to Adrian's 40th. party, with those black patent high heels, they really make your legs - god, I'm getting hard typing this!

I know that it's not a night out, but I loved you in it!

I'll see you at 10am, OK?

Dan


Miranda read it twice and felt her heart miss a beat. She remembered that evening and the looks she got as she wore that electric blue cocktail dress, a simple bandeau style finishing above her knees. The dress cut was such that there was no cleavage on show but remembered the looks she got it...

"Shit we, I have neve well hardlyr fucked when wearing those evening gowns due to alcohol lateness etc..."

"Why not? she spoke to an empty room

She put the net-book down and quickly heade dup stairs and into her bedroom, and undressed, removing her business dress and hung it up on the hanger leaving it outside o the oor. Seh removed her boots and bra before opening the wardrobe and reached for her dress, havign to clear the dresses either side of it befre she took it out.

the dress

She looked at her self and quickly removed the remainder of her clothes.

The dress required some thing else..

She reached into her lingerie draws and took out a matching blue thong and suspender belt and stood into the thong pulling it up ensuring it sat comfortably. next she secured the suspender belt before rolling up the sheer glossy nude lace top stockings and carefully secured them tot eh suspender belt.

Gently she placed the dress on over her head and zipped it up under her left arm pit before retrieving the shoes....

She glanced at the watch, 0950 and smiled as she tidied the room up again before she headed down stairs and returned to the chair..

Around 5 minutes later she heard a car pull up and park in the drive, soon followed by the door bell.

"Oh fuck, what am I,we doing?"

she stood nervously and walked tot eh door, feeling her heart beat in her rib cage.

Nervously she reached for the door and opened the door seeing Dan in a smart double breasted suit..

Oh god she thought..

"Please come in Dan"
 
As Miranda opened the door, she looked a little nervous, so for her sake, he hoped he didn't!

"Hi Miranda - great to see you."
He leaned forward and gave her a friendly peck on the cheek; a platonic kiss, rather than anything else.

He hoped more would follow later.
Dan looked her up and down in that blue gown. He could already feel the stirrings in his groin, as his eyes drank in the sight of her, wearing that dress and the scent of her perfume wafted up his nose, to excite him even further.

Well, here he was. Dan thought.
His brother Adrian, had told Miranda that Dan had fancied her from the first time he met her and now they were looking for help in conceiving a baby.

Dan had two children with his wife, Emma, so between them, they had all agreed to give this a try.

Dan couldn't believe his luck. Miranda was a very attractive woman, and she was now admitting him into her home, to make love to her.
It did feel pretty awkward though.
How would they break the ice?

Dan walked in as Miranda stepped aside to allow him to enter.

She quickly shut the door behind him, and turned to face him standing demurely.

Dan had been to the house before, but not under these circumstances.
He walked through to the Kitchen and called over his shoulder:
"Shall I make us Coffee, or Tea, or would you prefer something else to drink?"

He flicked the kettle on, after checking the water level was OK.
 
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Nervously Miranda opened the door and saw Da, her brother in law in his suit, smiling, though the rather confident Dan looked less so than normal.. Glad it isn't just me who is nervous she thought...

Miranda smiled as she greeted her brother in law at the door; her heart missing a beat or two she thought and the brief hug, and kiss on the cheek that is associated with their meetings.

She then stood aside to let him in, briefly looking over him. Like Adrian, Dan was not particularly handsome though he could be striking t times, or cocky like some men. But like Adrian, he knew how to dress. She briefly looked him over in his suit, the cuff-links, the Windsor knot tied tie, the polished shoes.

Aware of his eyes looking her over, Miranda smiled gracefully and twirled, feeling the hem of the skirt lift softly, and felt eh cool breeze on her exposed thighs, feeling her body respond. She knew she liked the dress because the colour was lovely but also the dress made her look good. And if you know you look good, you feel good...

Miranda turned back to face Dan, and smiled as she gave him the deep once over. He looked smart, and for Miranda that was good. Wearing designer suits isn't the key to looking smart, but the manner, style the attention to detail....

A momentary silence filled the room..

"Shall I make us Coffee, or Tea, or would you prefer something else to drink?"


Miranda briefly thought about alcohol, but at 10 am, and that alcohol can degrade sexual performance she decided no.. "Tea would be great please Dan, I'll come and show you were every thing is..."

The two headed to the kitchen and made small talk as the kettle came to the boil, and soon Dan was filling the tea-pot..

"Don't forget to top it up?" Miranda inquired.

Conversation continued though the tension, apprehension was noticeably present..

She watched Dan re-fill the kettle and with his back to her, she stepped up to him, her heart pounding as she placed her hands on his sides, giviving him a hug.

She was confused with a mix of emotions swirling around; apprehension, arousal, nervous, scared... What will Adrian think? how good is he? how big is his cock? And many others...
 
Dan was filling the kettle, as he felt Miranda step up behind him and place her hands on his sides, and hugging him.

"Mmmm...that feels nice, Miranda." Dan then put the kettle on, for the water to boil. He then turned around to face her, taking her hands in his.

"I never had a chance to tell you to your face before, but I felt he was so lucky, the day he married you. You looked so good, just like you do now. I wasn't with Emma then, and I had to consciously keep from staring!"

He paused, just looking into her eyes, for some sign - did she really want to do this,
now?

"Don't get me wrong, Miranda, you know Emma's a great Mum to our children, but as you know, our sex life isn't all that much."

He let her hands go, and nervously adjusted his tie, then cleared his throat. He was sure she would be feeling the same mix of emotions he did; nerves, arousal, guilt?

He then reached for her, and placed his hands on her hips, and gently, but firmly, pulled her towards him.

As she took a step closer, he ran a hand quickly up her back, and placed it behind her head, leaning in to kiss her, not as a brother-in-law now, but as a prospective lover.

He took a tentative breath, just before their lips touched, for the first time, savouring her scent, and feeling himself start to harden.

'It's time - she looks so hot - I hope I can last!' He thought.
 
The first kiss...

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Miranda parted her lips and kissed him tentatively. apart from the odd new year's eve kiss, Miranda had not kissed anyone since before her marriage. Yet here she was kissing her husband's brother, with his (uneasy) blessing.

The kiss broke into a series of soft butterfly kisses, as Dan leant into her, allowing Miranda to feel his groin as he made involuntary pelvic thrusts.

"God he is hard already" Miranda thought, as she pushed her tongue against his lips, feeling them part. The kiss deepened as the kettle began to bubble, as it closed to boiling.

As the kettle came to the boil, so did the first intense kiss become a frenzy as Miranda held him, physical primal desire, need taking over the thoughts, the nerves forgotten in the kiss...

As the kettle boiled, the kiss broke, Miranda gasping for air....

"Oh fuck Dan..."



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Dan also gasped for air.
'God - that was intense!' He thought.

He couldn't control himself. He had started to thrust against her, like a horny puppy - how embarrassing!

"Wow!" Was what he said. "Sorry about the thrusting thing. I have to admit that I really enjoyed kissing you, Miranda. I want you so bad!"

He turned back to the counter and started to pour the tea, for them both.

Once he had, he turned back and asked "Sorry, Miranda, I can't remember - how do you take your tea?"
 
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"Sorry, Miranda, I can't remember - how do you take your tea?"

Miranda smiled as she regained her breath, her composure.

"Milk please no sugar."


Living room?" Miranda inquired.

She stepped back and took her mug and started to head to the living room, the TV sound now replaced with the sound of magic FM on in the back ground as miranda sat in the right end of the leather sofa that dominated the room, and watched Dan enter and sit down next to her.

Miranda was very conscious of her breasts, her nipples in that blue cocktail dress.

But she was aware of her arousal, mixture of the kiss, and the taboo of what was happening, that she was going to commit adultery...
 
Dan sat next to Miranda, and sipped his tea, before placing it on the coffee table in front of him.

He looks sideways at Miranda, looking slightly nervous, but hot as hell in that blue dress. Her nipples were erect already.
She must have enjoyed the kiss as much as he had.

Dan licked his lips as he placed his hand gently over hers, and steered her hand toward the coffee table, to put her cup down too.

Once he had done so, he reached over with the other hand and gently grasped her chin and leant in, pulling her toward him as well.

Their lips touched again and that delicious spark happened again.
He could taste her on his lips and he relished the feeling.
Now she had left her cup upon the table, he reaxhed behind her head and pulled her into him, harder than before.
He moaned, as his lips parted and the tip of his tongue swept along her lips.

The hand behind her head dropped to her shoulder, and caressed her soft skin there.

Dan couldn't believe his luck - Miranda seemed to be really going to do it!
 
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The kiss in the kitchen had got Miranda aroused. A mixture of the dress, the taboo, the apparent sexual chemistry that seemed to exist between them...

She lent back into the sofa and released aware of ehr nipples tingling, as well as her clit and watched Dan sit next to her.

she smiled as she turned to face him briefly and soon felt his fingers lightly caress the back of her neck. Miranda turned to face Dan and smiled, and felt his other hand move to her chin. Moment later he leant in and kissed her.

She responded eagerly parting her lips accepting his probing tongue. The kiss deepened, as Miranda sighed, turning slightly to face him. her hand moving to his thigh softly caressing, stroking. As the kiss continued, she moved her hand up wards to his crutch and felt his erection being confined by the tightness of his trousers...
 
As Dan kissed her and felt Miranda's hand upon his thigh, as she kissed him back.

He could feel his cock growing harder, and when she moved her hand onto it, over his trousers, he moaned, and felt it grow even harder still.

His left hand moved from her chin, to her chest, as he started to caress her left breast, through the material of her dress, feeling the nipple beneath begin to respond.

Her stroking of his cock felt amazing. he was full of need, yet didn't want to rush her and spoil everything.

He slid his tongue along her lips, tasting the slightly sweet essence of her lip gloss, and then slid his tongue back into her mouth, to tangle with her tongue once more. His hand slid up to the top of the dress and pulled the material down, exposing her firm breasts, before stroking the right breast, caressing the skin with light touches, around the edges, then up and over the nipple, without touching it directly.

He felt his cock start to weep pre-cum, and softly moaned, with his heart thudding in his chest.
 
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