It was New Year’s Eve and I was driving to meet Monica to spend the weekend with her. She and her husband Clark had separated and we were going to celebrate the holiday together. I loved her and all I could see was a bright future together. She had promised that what happened last April was only the tip of the iceberg … I was excited!

It was about 6 pm when I walked into the hotel lobby and saw Monica seated in the corner waiting for me. She smiled when she saw me and came over to greet me with a hug and kiss. She was gorgeous … her brown hair was combed back into a pony tail and she looked and smelled wonderful. She smiled as she said,” It’s about time! I’ve already checked in and our suite is ready.” We took the elevator to the top floor and she opened the door to the Honeymoon Suite. I laughed as we walked in and said, “You’ve really outdone yourself this time. I’m impressed.” I put my bag down, shut the door and took her in my arms. We kissed with all the desire that had been smoldering for so long and was now about to be released. It felt too good to be true.

After a few more minutes kissing she said, “Let’s talk for a while and I’ll catch you up on everything that is going on.” We moved to the dining area and I made us gin and tonics. As we sat sipping our drinks she told me about her separation from Clark and how badly he was taking it. She also told me he was so self-involved in his job that he didn’t see it coming. I made us two more drinks and after another half hour of listening to her talk about Clark I finally said, “That’s enough talking for now. Let’s get ready and go to dinner.”

Monica agreed and went to the bathroom to freshen up. She came out dressed in only her panty hose … her breasts and hard nipples were beautiful as she posed for me. We both knew that we had no intention of going to dinner. In anticipation of what was to come I had completely undressed and put on an apron that said ‘Everything tastes better when covered in chocolate’ and stood there with a squeeze bottle of Hersey syrup in one hand, an erection under my apron, and a smile on my face. She laughed as she walked over to me and said, “My my … you are full of surprises.” I knew the real surprise was yet to come. She pulled off my apron, started to touch my hard penis and then saw my shaved pubic area for the first time. She stopped and was wide eyed as she looked at it in amazement. While she watched I slowly squeezed some syrup on the head of my penis and started to rub it down the shaft and on my balls. She gasped and then licked her lips and put one hand on my erect penis and her other hand on my balls. She started licking the chocolate off the head and then the shaft. The sensations were intense. Slowly licking her way back up she put the head in her mouth and started sucking and massaging it with her tongue. I started to groan as the warmth of her mouth brought me close to orgasm. She kept sucking and licking and I knew I was about to explode in her mouth. “Monica … I’m cumming,” I groaned as my semen erupted one long spurt after another into her mouth. She gulped every ounce of my fluid until there was no more. I fell back onto the bed and she came over kissed me. She said in awe, “Wow that was quick. I like the new look but what happened to your pubic hair?” I answered, “I shaved it off because of the way it feels … and looks. You should try it. Would you like me to shave your pussy now?” She got a really funny look on her face, thought about it for a minute, and then replied meekly, “Yes please.”

I went into the bathroom to wash the excess syrup from my body. I took a towel, a small cup of warm water, scissors, shave cream and razor into the bedroom. Monica had taken off her pantyhose and was lying naked on the bed. “Are you sure you know what you are doing?” she asked with some hesitation in her voice. I nodded and reassured her, “Yes … I promise that you are going to love this.” Then I slid the towel under her butt, spread her legs apart and kissed her pussy. It was wet and throbbing in anticipation. I started to trim her pubic hair as short as possible to make shaving easier. I worked slowly and carefully with the scissors letting the hair fall onto the towel. Then I put some shaving cream on my hand and began rubbing it on. She moaned and I knew she was ready. I took the razor and began sliding the blade along the mound above her clit. I kept rinsing it to make sure I wouldn’t miss a hair. It only took a couple of minutes and her mound was completely bald. “Don’t move,” I said as I gently shaved the lips and clit area … and then I was done. I wiped away the excess shaving cream with the towel and stood up. I took her hand and led her into the bathroom so she could see what we had done. She stared at her pussy in the mirror and started to smile. She said, “It’s my turn now” as she took my hand and led me back to the bed.

We kissed and then Monica lay back on the bed. I took the syrup bottle and squeezed it over her now bare pussy and clit. I lowered my head slowly between her legs. She moaned as I ran my tongue over her chocolate covered clit. She moaned louder as I licked the syrup from her mound and then as I pushed my tongue deep into her pussy. I knew she was on the verge of orgasm. She put her hands on my head as I continued to attack and suck her pussy until I felt her buck her hips up and down and pull my face all over her pussy. I sucked and licked her clit hard with my tongue and I tasted the sweet liquid of her pre-cum. Her body stiffened and she stopped moving and her groan filled the room as her orgasm crashed through her body … it seemed to last forever. I gently kept my warm tongue pushed against her clit until she finally finished. We took a minute to catch our breath and then went into the bathroom to clean up.

“Do you want to go to dinner now?” I asked. “No … let’s order room service,” she replied. It took about 30 minutes until there was a knock at the door. Monica was in the bathroom and I put on a robe and answered the door. The waiter brought the tray in and put on the table in the kitchen area. I gave him a tip and he left. She came out in her robe and we had a lovely dinner with the curtains open overlooking the city. At the stroke of midnight we opened our robes, held our bodies against each other, and kissed while the fireworks went off over the city. “I love you Monica.” “I love you too.” I turned off the light and we climbed into bed and went to sleep in each other’s arms.

Next morning was New Year’s Day. I woke up when I felt Monica’s hand stoking my penis. “Good morning darling … it’s time to start the year with a bang,” she laughed. It didn’t take long until I was completely hard. I noticed that she had rubbed a clear slick lotion on my penis and her vagina … she was ready and so was I. Monica climbed on top of me and positioned her wet shaved pussy just above my hard penis. She looked into my eyes as her vagina gently slid onto my penis until it was all the way in. She stopped for a minute and the slowly started rocking back and forth savoring the skin on skin sensations for the first time. It took a little while to find our rhythm but when we did it felt incredible. I watched as her large breasts bounced up and down while she was riding me. Monica started to moan as each thrust brought us closer to orgasm. It didn’t take long until I felt her pussy begin to tighten around my penis and knew she was ready. I pushed my penis into her one last time and moaned, “I’m going to cum.” She cried, “Do it now! Put your cum in me!” as she felt me start to shoot semen into her vagina. Her pussy began to throb and milk every drop as her orgasm started at the same time. She finally rolled down into my arms and we kissed as we were basking in the afterglow. I said, “I love you Monica.” She whispered in reply, “I love you too Clark.”

It was like a balloon had burst … I couldn’t believe that she had just said her husband’s name after making love to me. She looked at me in shock and said, “I didn’t mean that … you’ve got to believe me.” I was devastated and went into the bathroom, closed the door, and sat on the edge of the tub thinking about what had just happened. I was in there about 15 minutes when Monica knocked on the door and asked if we could talk. I put on my robe, opened the door, and walked over to the table to sit down. She had also put on her robe and sat beside me and tried to touch my hand. I pulled back and asked, “How could you say his name? Were you thinking about him the whole time?” She started to cry and finally said, “I am so sorry. I don’t know where that came from. Please forgive me.” In that instant I knew it was over between us … we were never going to live happily ever after. She still loved Clark and would eventually go back to him. I made up my mind … our affair was over. It had really been too good to be true.

She saw the determined look on my face and knew there was nothing she could do or say. I got dressed and packed my bag. I walked over to her, looked her in the eyes, put her hands in mine and said, “Monica, I will always love you and will miss your friendship more than you will ever know. I do forgive you but now you need to work things out with Clark. You and I would never be happy together as long as you still have feelings for him. Talk to him and tell him you still love him.” She was crying but said nothing as I kissed her on the cheek for the last time. I turned away, walked to the door, and out of Monica’s life.

It was a long lonely ride home with plenty of time to think about the odd twists and turns of life … sometimes it just sucks. I arrived home midafternoon, unloaded the car, and took a nap. The phone rang at 6 pm … It was Heather. She said, “I just got off the phone with Aunt Monica. She was crying and I couldn’t make sense of anything she said except that she had really screwed up and that you were mad at her. What happened?” I had never lied to Heather and I wasn’t going to start now. I told her everything … and I mean everything including how after having sex with Monica she had said her husband’s name instead of mine. After a minute of silence while she thought about what I had told her and she asked, “Are you going to be OK?” “Not for a while … I feel so betrayed. I really loved her and now I have nothing,” I replied. “That’s not true … I still love you and you have me,” she said. This made me feel better but it wasn’t the same. When were finished talking she promised to call again to check on me and then we said goodbye.

Heather kept her promise and called me every Sunday evening for the next few months. Sometime we talked for a few minutes … sometimes for an hour. With her care and concern I finally started to feel better about what had happened. It was mid-March during one of our calls that Heather told me about meeting an old high school boyfriend. She had dated Tony but lost touch after he left for college. He asked if she would join him at his house for dinner but she explained that she would need a baby sitter for Robby. He said no you don’t, just bring him along. She told me dinner was perfect and that Robby had fallen asleep in Tony’s arms. I told her I was happy that she had started dating again and that it went so well.

It was an early April call with Heather where I realized she wanted to ask me something. “Do you remember that promise I made to not tell anyone about what we did together at your house last summer? I need to break that promise. It is getting serious with Tony and I have told him everything else about me … I need to tell him the truth about us. Will you let me break that promise?” she asked. I thought about it for a minute and said, “Yes … tell him what you need to. What if he decides that it’s a deal breaker?” She replied, “I’ll just have to take my chances … I love him and don’t want to lie to him.” I wished her luck and said goodbye. I knew that she had to be in love with him to take a risk like that.

Heather called back on Friday night and I could tell she was excited. She started talking non-stop, “I told Tony about us on Wednesday and he said he would think about it for a couple of days. He came by earlier tonight and told me that whatever happened in the past didn’t matter. He asked me if I loved him and I said yes. He got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.” I knew the answer but asked anyway to tease her, “What did you say?” “I said YES … what did you think I was going to say?” She replied. I laughed and told her I was thrilled for her. “Does this mean you won’t be spending time wearing your red underwear with me on my birthday?” I kidded her. She laughed and said, “Yes. Those days are behind us.” I told her I loved her and to let me know if she needed anything for the wedding.

It was about a week later when Heather called again. She asked, “What are you doing on May 10?” I said, “Nothing. Why? What’s up?” She told me, “Tony and I are getting married and I need a really big favor.” “What is it? You know I’ll do anything for you,” I answered. She was quiet for a minute and then asked, “Will you walk me down the aisle and give me away?” I said, “Yes, I would be honored to give you away.” I could feel her smile through the phone. She promised to e-mail me all the details and told me that I should plan on staying at her house the night before the wedding.

The next day was my birthday. There were lots of birthday cards in the mail from family and friends … even one from Monica and Clark. I opened Heather’s card first. It was a really nice card but it was the written words that got me, ‘Dear Stan, I’m sorry I can’t be there with you to share your birthday. Please know that you are always in thoughts and in my heart. I love you, Heather’. I devoted most of the morning to opening and reading the rest of the cards. UPS delivered a package from Heather mid-afternoon. It contained matching his and hers bath robes and a note saying ‘Hope you get to use these with someone soon, Holly’. I laughed and spent the rest of my birthday alone.

The time flew by and then it was May 9 the day before the wedding. I left my house early after packing my new suit and shoes. I arrived at Heather’s house about four o’clock. She was waiting on the porch in a rocker holding Robby and Tony was in the other rocker. Heather got up and handed the baby to Tony. I could see her smiling as she walked to my car. She looked radiant. She kissed my cheek as I got out and said, “It’s about time you got here. What took you so long?” I explained that the traffic was bad and it took longer than I expected. We walked to the porch and Heather introduced me to Tony. He shook my hand and said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you sir. Heather’s speaks highly of you and I’m glad you are here.” I replied, “My friends call me Stan … I wish you would too.” We all went inside and I put my bags in the guest room and freshened up. Robbie was sleeping and Heather shooed us out of the kitchen and told us dinner would be ready in an hour.

Tony and I went to the front porch and sat in the rockers to talk. I really wanted to get to know him so I asked him about his job. He told me he was an engineer at a construction firm and his job was designing bridges and to oversee building projects from start to finish. He had used his veteran’s benefits to complete his engineering degree after serving oversea in the Army. He also told me he had been in an accident while on active duty. He asked if I had ever served and I told him about my four years in the Navy serving on a destroyer in the Western Pacific. It was amazing … talking to him was easy … we had a lot in common so we continued to talk about our pasts. He finally asked about my wife. I told him we had been married for 25 wonderful years, that she had died of cancer and that I still missed her every day. We were silent for a couple of minutes and I waited for him to speak again.

Tony finally broke the quiet and said, “I’d like to talk about Heather and you. She told me everything that happened at your house last summer. Will you be honest with me if I asked you a question?” I nodded yes and replied, “Yes. I promise that I will never lie to you.” He asked what had clearly been on his mind for a while, “Are you in love with Heather?” I responded slowly, “No I am not ‘in love’ with her. But I do love her and only want is best for her. She is the finest person I know and she will always be my friend. You are a lucky man to have her in your life and that she is willing to give herself to you.” Tony nodded in understanding and said, “Thank you for the truth. I count my blessings every day.” Heather called us in for dinner and we had a wonderful meal. We talked until Tony left to attend his bachelor party and to stay with his best man for the night. Heather and I talked for about an hour and then I told her I was tired and needed to rest for the big day. She hugged me and said, “Thanks for being here for me. I love you.” She then kissed my cheek and I went to sleep in the guest room.

The next morning I used the shower first and dressed in my room. I heard Heather take her shower and then return to her bedroom to get ready. I knocked on her door and asked, “Are you decent?” I heard her laugh and say, “Never … come in any way.” I walked in and saw her in standing in front of the mirror doing her hair in only a bra and white panties. She smiled as I said, “You are so beautiful. You still take my breath away … I’ve got something for you … do remember the old saying for a happy marriage you need something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue?” She nodded and I said, “Well I have something new and blue for you.” I took a pair of new blue silk panties out of my pocket and showed them to her. She smiled and slid her panties to the floor and asked, “Do you want to put them on me?” I said yes and knelt down in front of her and as she steadied herself on my shoulder I slowly slid them up her shapely legs and finally to her freshly shaved pussy. As I got up she adjusted them and gave me a kiss. She handed me her white panties and laughed, “You might need these someday.” I put them in my suit pocket and stayed with her as she finished her hair and makeup. She put on her wedding dress and shoes and asked, “What about something old and something borrowed?” I handed her a cameo and said, “This was Gina’s grandmother’s cameo that she wore on our wedding. I am lending it to you for your wedding.” She had a big smile on her face as I pinned it on her dress. And then it was time to leave for the wedding.

I drove Heather to her wedding in my car and we held hands all the way. There were lots of friends and family there as we walked up the aisle with her arm resting on mine. When we got to the front Heather leaned in to give me a kiss on my cheek and whispered, “I love you.” “I love you too,” I said and then turned to shake Tony’s hand. I walked back to my seat next to Monica and Clark. I watched as the marriage vows were exchanged and Tony kissed his bride.

Photos were taken and then we all went next door to the reception. There was an open bar and DJ with the meal. I sat with Monica and Clark and both said they were glad to see me. After all the toasts and speeches the DJ introduced Tony and Heather and they danced their first dance as a married couple. Then Heather walked over to my table and asked me to dance with her as Tony danced with his Mom. Monica and I danced later and then sat down and talked for the first time since New Year’s Eve. She asked if I was still mad at her. I told her no I wasn’t mad but that I really missed her friendship. She smiled and promised she would call me soon.

Before Tony and Heather left on their honeymoon she handed me the cameo I had lent her and thanked me again for all I had done. I went back to Heather’s house to spend the night. Before returning home the next day I left the cameo and a note on the kitchen counter. The note said. ‘Dear Heather and Tony, Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your wedding. I promise that I will always be there for you … all you need to do is ask. Love, Stan. PS Since I have no children of my own please keep this cameo as a gift from Gina and me. I know she would have wanted you to have it.’

It was a couple of weeks later when Heather called. She told me things were finally getting back to normal and that marrying Tony was the best decision she had ever made. She also told me they were trying to get pregnant right away. We started talking about once a week and I looked forward to each call. The months flew by and it was during a late July phone call that I noticed Heather was troubled about something. “What’s wrong,” I asked. She remained quiet for a moment and then said, “We are still not pregnant yet. I don’t know what’s wrong. It’s not for a lack of trying. I am beginning to wonder if there is something wrong with me or Tony. What should we do?” I thought about it before saying, “You may both need to be tested to make sure everything is working properly.” We left it at that and said our goodbyes. And then I didn’t talk to her for a while. I thought she probably had a lot on her mind and didn’t want to bother her.

It was about three weeks later on a Friday night about 9 pm when there was a knock at my door. I was amazed when I opened it and saw it was Heather standing there. She was dressed in a halter top and shorts and was as beautiful as ever. She came in, put down her overnight bag and hugged me before saying, “Surprise … bet you didn’t expect to see me.” I really was surprised and asked her, “What in the world are you doing here? Are Tony and Robby with you?” I asked. She laughed and said, “I’ll tell you everything in a minute … I need to use the toilet … Now.” My mind was a flurry of thoughts. Why was she here? What was going on? Heather came back into the kitchen and said, “I know you have a lot of questions … so let’s talk. But first can I have some wine?” I nodded and opened a bottle and poured 2 glasses, walked to the table and sat down. We started talking and she told me Tony and Robby were at home. She said she needed time to think and wanted to spend the weekend with me. It was a strange request but I said yes she could stay. In the back of my mind I knew she had a reason to be here but I didn’t push it … she would tell me in her own time.

So we sat and caught up on everything that had happened since the wedding. As I poured our second glass of wine I saw a determined look on her face … she was finally going to tell me the real reason for her visit. Heather took a deep breath, looked me in the eyes and started talking, “Tony and I were tested to see why I wasn’t able to get pregnant. The tests showed that there was nothing wrong with me. Tony is another story. While he was in the Army he was injured in a Humvee accident and suffered serious injuries including to his groin. He recovered from the injuries and the good news is his body can still produce semen … the bad news is he completely sterile and cannot produce any sperm.” She got up, walked over to me, sat in my lap, started crying and put her head on my shoulder. I held her and could only pat her back and soothe her … I didn’t know what to say. I could see that she was devastated. After a few minutes she stood up and moved over to sit across from me again. She looked at me again and said, “So that’s why I am here. I need to ask you to do something for us.” I nodded and waited for her to continue.

Heather started talking again, “When we found out about the test results we were shocked. It took a week to accept that it was true before we could talk about other options. We talked about In Vitro fertilization but the cost is beyond our means.” My mind was racing … what was she really here for? She continued and said quietly, “I really want to have our own baby so we talked about getting someone to be a sperm donor … It was Tony’s idea to ask you to be our donor. We both agreed that it was a perfect solution for us. That’s why I am here … Will you be our sperm donor?” It was as if the air had been sucked out of my lungs … I couldn’t breathe … I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. “Heather … are you serious?” I asked in disbelief. She stood up, walked over to me, took my hands, looked me in the eyes and said, “I love you … and yes we are serious … we need your sperm to make our baby.” She then sat on my lap with her arms wrapped around my neck. I kissed her forehead and we sat quietly while I mulled their request over in my mind.

Heather held me quietly while I thought about what she had just asked me to do. It took a while but I needed answers to some of my questions. I started with, “Heather … I love you but are you sure you want me to be the donor?” She replied, “Tony and I have agreed that you would be perfect. This gives you the chance to have a child with us.” I thought about it for a minute and said, “If I say no … what will you do?” She replied, “I’m not sure … you are our Plan A. We don’t have a Plan B.” “I asked, “If I say yes … what will we need to do?” Heather stood up, walked over to me, took my head in her hands, and said, “If you say yes, we will conceive our baby by making love this weekend.” I wanted to say yes but couldn’t make up my mind. Finally I said, “It’s getting late … let me think about it tonight and I will give you my answer in the morning.” She nodded and then moved in to kiss me … it was a passionate kiss full of longing and a promise of more to come. She walked toward the guest room then turned and said, “I will always love you no matter what you decide. See you in the morning.”

I straightened the kitchen, turn off the lights and went to bed. I could not go to sleep … I must have tossed and turned for at least an hour before I got up to use the toilet. As I walked back to my bedroom I looked through the open door of the guest room. Heather was asleep with one of her gorgeous legs sticking out from beneath the covers. In that instant I made up my mind. I went back to my bed and slept like a log until morning.

It was a little after dawn when I woke up. I went to the bathroom to shave and shower. I put on my ‘his’ bath robe and went to the kitchen to make coffee. About a half hour later I heard the shower and knew Heather was up. About fifteen minutes later she came into the kitchen wearing the ‘her’ bathrobe and bunny slippers and said, “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” I nodded yes and then she asked, “Did you decide what you are going to do?” Instead of answering I opened my bathrobe to revel that I was only wearing my ‘lucky’ red silk boxer shorts. She laughed and knew that my answer was yes. She came over and kissed me and said, “I knew you would say yes.” “What if I would have said no?” I asked. Heather took two steps back and slowly opened her robe. Her naked perfect body appeared from under the folds of the robe … her breasts and rock hard nipples … her silky smooth shaved pussy. She put her hands on her breasts and started to twist her nipples. I felt my penis becoming erect. She then slid her hands to her pussy rubbed it gently and stuck one finger inside. She took the moist finger out and put it on my lips and then inserted it into my mouth. She removed her finger, moved closer, kissed me again and whispered, “I wasn’t going to let you say no. So what do you say? … Are you ready to make our baby? ” If I had any doubts they all melted away in that second. I took her face in my hands, looked her in the eyes and said, “Heather, I love you … Yes I want to make a baby with you.” She smiled and we walked hand in hand to my bedroom.

Heather slowly removed my robe and boxers and began to rub my penis. She bent down and licked the head with her tongue leaving it glistening with saliva. I eased her onto the edge of the bed and put my pillow under her firm butt. She spread her legs for me and I licked her clit and wet smooth pussy. I stood up and started to rub the head of my penis on her slick pussy lips. She said, “Don’t tease me … put it in me now!” I slowly slid my penis into her. She raised her legs to either side of my face and I held the top of her thighs. I started to slide in and out but after a minute the enormity of what we were doing hit me. I stopped and looked down at her face. It was as if she was watching me and I really was just a sperm donor. I pulled out and lay on the bed beside her. She asked, “What’s wrong?” “I don’t know if I can do this … I feel like we are cheating on Tony,” I replied. Heather looked at me for a moment and took off her wedding ring and put it on the night stand. She put her arms around me and said, “Now it is just you and me. I want to have your baby. Please make love to me so that can happen.” And then I realized that it was just us … we both wanted this to happen. I immediately got hard again and stood up. This time when I put my penis in her pussy and started moving in and out she moaned and began pushing against my thrusts. We were finally in sync and I could feel her pussy start to tighten. I forgot about everything else … the pleasure kept building until I knew that we were going to climax together. After a few more minutes she moaned, “Do it now …“I’m cumming!” I pushed all the way in and began to spurt my sperm into her vagina. Heather pushed against me … her pussy tightened around my penis and milking every last drop of sperm. Our orgasm was perfect. I stayed inside her as long as I could but then lay on the bed next to her to recover. She rolled over and wrapped her arms tightly around me. I kissed her and said, “I think we may to need to do that again … slower next time … that was way too fast. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant yet.” She punched my shoulder, laughed and said, “It was perfect and you know it.” We stayed in bed for another half hour with her butt on the pillow keeping my sperm in her as long as possible.

We final got up, dressed, had breakfast and started talking. “What if you don’t get pregnant this weekend? Will we need to do this again next month?” I asked hopefully. She laughed and said, “Don’t get your hopes up. We probably won’t need to do this again. Another reason for me being here this weekend is that I started to ovulate this morning. Chances are really good that I will get pregnant.” “You really did have everything planned didn’t you?” I asked. She smiled and replied, “Yes I did.”

We spent the rest of the morning taking it easy. I fixed a light lunch and after we ate I started working on a consulting project. Heather grabbed a book and sat in the recliner to read. It was late afternoon when I saw that she had fallen asleep. Her breasts moved slightly with each breath and her bare tanned legs were exquisite. I started to get turned on and decided it was time to do something about it. I walked over to her and slowly loosed her blouse … she wasn’t wearing a bra. I licked her nipples until they were hard as rocks. Heather moaned and started to wake up. I opened her shorts and slid her panties away from her pussy … by now she was wide awake. I deliberately slid my tongue down her belly and started to lick the smooth mound above her clit. She moaned as I moved to her clit and began licking it slowly. And then I stopped, stood up, pulled up her panties and shorts, and buttoned her blouse. Heather looked at me in surprise as I said, “Just a little something to think about.” She watched as I went back to my computer to finish my project.

About an hour later I was at the kitchen sink rinsing the lunch dishes. Heather tiptoed behind me and spun me around. Without a word she opened my shirt, unzipped my jeans and dropped my pants and boxers to the floor. She stroked my penis until it was completely erect. She then kissed my neck and slid her tongue down my belly, over my bare pubic area, and slowly put my penis in her mouth. I felt her sucking and licking the sensitive spot under the head. This time it was me who was moaning. And then she stopped, stood up, and said, “Think about that … and pick up your own damn pants.” She walked away and smiled back at me. The game was on … we were now both so aroused that it was only a matter of time until we did something about it.

I watched from across the room as Heather took off her clothes and sat back in the recliner with her legs spread. She looked at me seductively as she put her hands on her breasts and began to slowly twist her nipples. I took off my shirt, kicked my pants away from my feet and began to stroke my penis. She moved one hand to her wet pussy and began to rub her clit. This was no game … we were both in heat and needed to do something about it. I walked over, picked her up, and carried her to my bed. She spread her legs and her wide open pussy beckoned me. My dick slipped into her easily and we began to fuck. This wasn’t making love or making a baby … this was a man and a woman who were going to cum … hard and fast. Neither one of us was being gentle … we just kept slamming together over and over again. And then I knew I was going to cum. I looked down at Heather and she shouted, “I’m cumming. Do it now! CUM IN ME!” That was all it took. She pushed against me as I thrust against her cervix and began to shoot white hot jets of semen into her grasping pussy. Our orgasm went on and on until we had nothing left. I fell to the bed breathing hard. She rolled over and wrapped her legs around one of mine and dropped her head to my shoulder. We stayed like that for at least 15 minutes before either of us could say a word. She finally whispered, “That was the most intense orgasm I ever had. Where did that come from?” I whispered back, “I don’t know … when I looked at you something just clicked … I wanted you like I’ve never wanted anyone before.” I didn’t tell her that when it clicked I knew that I was totally in love with her. I promised myself that I would never tell her.

We got cleaned up and went back to the kitchen. She made dinner while we talked … it felt so good to just be with her. I asked her, “Will you sleep with me tonight?” She smiled and said she would. We watched TV for a while and then called it a day. As we cuddled in bed I told her I loved her … she said that she loved me too and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

It was still dark when something woke me. I felt hands wrapped round my penis stroking it slowly … then I felt her mouth around the head. I was still drowsy but woke up quickly and started to moan. “Heather … What are you doing?” I asked. She whispered, “I want you now.” I couldn’t see her in the dark but I felt her climb on top of me and slip my penis into her hot wet pussy. It went deeper into her warm depths until I was all the way in. She started rocking gently back and forth barely sliding in and out … there was only the sense of touch and sound. It was amazing … we were making love in the dark and I felt the urge to cum starting to build. Shocks of pleasure continued to pulse through me. And then Heather said, “I need you to cum in me … cum hard now.” That was all it took and I started ejaculating into her. “Oh … Stan …!” Heather uttered. I felt her body tense as her orgasm began. She continued to moan loudly as her pussy locked down around my penis, squeezing every drop of my sperm deep inside her. We were both breathing hard as she fell forward into my arms still locked together until my penis softened and slid out. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and said, “6:11 am.” Heather asked, “What does that mean?” I laughed and said, “You can tell the doctor the exact time and day we made our baby.” It was now light enough so that I could see the contented look on her face.

We both dozed for another hour and then got up. Heather fixed breakfast while I sat and watched her. She brought our plates to the table and I asked her, “What time do you have to go home today?” “I need to leave no later than Noon,” she answered. After we had cleared the table I asked, “Will you take a shower with me before you leave?” She said yes and we went into the bathroom. I soaped her back and caressed her breasts and firm butt with my soapy wash cloth. She turned around and began to wash me and as she soaped my penis it started to get hard. Heather bent down to put the head in her mouth and sucked it until it was completely erect. I ask, “Are you still ovulating?” She nodded yes and I said, “We should probably try one more time to make sure you really are pregnant.” She laughed and asked, “What am I going to do with you?” I said, “Stand on the ledge in the back of the shower with your legs on either side and I’ll show you what you can do.” I moved closer to her and began to lick her clit and pussy lips. She was wide eyed as I inserted my penis into her pussy … she eased down on me until were completely coupled. She wrapped her arms around my head and her legs around my hips with her feet locked on the back of my thighs. I stood holding her and we started making love. We began moving in and out but only an inch or two each time. I could feel her hard nipples rubbing against mine. Slowly but surely we reached the point of no return. We kissed and then as we looked into each other’s eyes our orgasm exploded in our loins. I could feel each spurt of my semen being drained by her grasping vagina. I continued to hold her as she laid her head on my shoulder. I finally put her down and turned on the shower and let the hot water pour over us. We finally stepped out of the shower and dried each other off. She whispered, “That was incredible … I’m going to miss you.” “I love you Heather and I will miss you too,” I promised.

She got dressed and packed her bag. I was waiting at the door to say goodbye. She walked over to me and we kissed for what was probably the last time. It was bitter sweet but I knew from the beginning that it she had to leave. I said, “Give me your left hand” and when she did I slipped her wedding ring back on her finger. She looked at me said, “Thank you Stan. I hope that I am carrying our baby. I promise that no matter what you will always be part of our family.” I took her bag to the car and hugged her one last time. Heather waved goodbye as she drove home to her real world. I puttered around for a while and then I took a nap. Heather called me that evening to tell me she made it home and thanked me again.

We continued to talk or e-mail at least once a week. About six weeks after our weekend of sex she called and, “I have some news.” I kept waiting for her to continue but she didn’t say anything else. I couldn’t take it any longer and almost shouted, “Tell me now! I’m about to lose it.” She replied in a quiet voice, “I missed my period and took a pregnancy test. I’m pregnant … We did it … We are going to have a baby sometime in April.” I couldn’t believe it … we had made a baby. “Heather, I am so happy for you and Tony. Let me know if you need anything.” We talked a little while longer and then said goodbye. I took the rest of the day to think about how my world had changed … and how happy I was about it.

The months flew by. Heather sent me lots of photos and called me whenever something new happened. And then it was the night before my birthday in April. The phone rang. It was Tony calling to tell me Heather was in labor and they wanted me to be at the hospital with them. I told him I would be there in as soon as I could. I packed an overnight bag and was driving in no time at all. I arrived at the hospital at 6 am and went directly to the maternity ward. Tony met me in the waiting room and told me Heather was still in labor but it shouldn’t be too long until she had the baby. He went back into the birthing room to be with her. He came out smiling about 45 minutes later and hugged me. “We have a perfect baby girl. It will be a little bit longer but Heather wants you to come in as soon as the nurses let you,” He said.

It took another hour before they let me in to see Heather and the baby. I walked into the room and kissed Heather on her forehead. She had the baby in her arms and handed her to me. She said, “I want you to meet our baby … Gina.” I looked down at Gina’s blue eyes and instantly fell in love with her. She was perfect. I started to cry tears of pure joy. The woman I was in love with is the mother of our baby girl born on my birthday. My life was complete and I was truly a contented man.

On my way home a couple of days later I thought about all the crazy things that had happened in the last two years. I laughed when I remembered … it had all started with one phone call.

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