deena4
05-29-2010, 01:40 PM
Mel no longer came over Wednesday evenings to spend amorous time with me after about my eighteenth week. The last time we had sex I was about six months into my pregnancy. Mel had insisted on taking me shopping for maternity clothes. He had seen a maternity dress in a newspaper ad, and he wanted me to see it. The last thing I needed was a man to go looking at maternity clothes with me. And I really did not need any more. Only after he agreed to accompany me to the store, but to wait outside the maternity section, did I consent to go with him. I did agree that the dress he wanted was very nice, but it was very expensive. It was a good fit, too. Since he was paying the bill I picked up some maternity lingerie to complement my maternity wardrobe.
It was a school holiday, and I had left my boys with their aunt. After shopping we went home and I modeled my new maternity clothes for Mel. Then we had sex. I was not that much in the mood, but Mel had been so nice, and he wanted sex so badly that I could not refuse him. I did let him know that I was doing it as a special favor for him. I really did appreciate his spending so much money on me, and his caring attitude and concern for my welfare. Riding on Mel’s very masculine member did arouse me more than I had expected. No orgasm for me, but Mel had his pleasure. He had told me that he was “full”, and he had not exaggerated. Since I would not let him go to deep into me almost all his semen drained right out on his abdomen. He did not mind it, and I liked it that way very much.
About two weeks after our shopping trip Mel had a medical problem. My sister had just come over that morning when Gary called to tell me that Mel had been taken to the hospital with a possible heart attack. I called the hospital and was told that Mel had just come out of surgery, and was in the intensive care unit. My sister drove us to the hospital. She stayed with our kids while I went into the ICU to see Mel. Mel’s sister and her boyfriend were there. Mel was awake, but barely. All drugged up. Mel’s sister was aware that I was pregnant, and I guess she assumed Mel was the daddy. She told her boyfriend that I was Mel’s girlfriend. Since she said that I did not feel so self-conscious when I gave Mel a kiss, and then sat there holding his hand.
I had only been there a few minutes when the nurse who had escorted me in returned and said to Mel’s sister and her boyfriend that they would have to leave for about fifteen minutes while they attended to Mel’s dressings and other needs. I started to walk out, too, but the nurse said to me, “You may stay, Mrs. Williams, if you wish.” So I stayed. She had seen me kiss Mel, and I was still holding his hand with my wedding ring in view. Since I was obviously pregnant, the nurse must have assumed I was Mel’s wife. The two nurses had to change a large bandage on his chest. I noticed that Mel had a catheter in his very black and very well-displayed penis. The nurse checked the catheter and she taped the tube closer to his penis. He had a bandage on his groin that had a weigh placed on it. I learned later that they had put a tube into a blood vessel there and ran it up into his hear.
Mel continued to call me occasionally after he stopped visiting me, but I received no more flowers. I did not want to believe my husband when he told me that Mel was seen around the business almost every day with a white woman. By the way he was holding her it was obvious to all that they were lovers. Finally I let my curiosity get the best of me and I called him. I asked him if he had another girlfriend. He laughed, but he finally admitted it. “I got needs, Dee,” he laughed. “After our baby gets out of there so I can get back in things will be like they were.” That hurt.
I avoided until my ninth month telling my doctor that there was a possibility that my baby might be biracial. I made up a tale that I had too much to drink at a party, and that one of my husband’s black coworkers had taken advantage of me. Since I did not have my diaphragm inserted, there was a possibility that he might have impregnated me instead of my husband. I doubt she really believed my story. She smiled and said that such things do happen, and she had seen such cases herself. I think she was merely trying to make me feel better. She thanked me for letting her know. I already knew that the baby was a girl, but she said we would not know whose sperm had reached my egg first until my baby was delivered.
After six hours of labor I delivered my baby girl. She was much larger than my sons had been. My doctor looked at me and smiled, saying, “Your husband will be relieved. She is a beautiful little blonde baby.” When I was being wheeled to my room the nurse whispered, “You are in luck. Your baby does not have any Negroid features.” My doctor had obviously been talking.
EPILOGUE
Mel had gone on several business trips during the latter months of my pregnancy. Well, it turned out he was looking for another business. When our daughter was two months old Mel completed selling his interest in his local auto dealership. He bought into a similar business in California.
My husband had been correct about Mel having another girlfriend. Mel supposedly married her before they moved to California.
Mel had to return a few months later to testify in a lawsuit involving his former business. My husband also had to testify, and he saw Mel and his wife a few times. His wife was seven months pregnant. That meant that Mel had impregnated her while I was pregnant.
My husband has learned that Mel’s new business is not doing very good. Most auto dealerships are not. Gary also heard that Mel’s wife gave birth to a girl.
If you desire more information let me know at deena472@hotmail.com.
It was a school holiday, and I had left my boys with their aunt. After shopping we went home and I modeled my new maternity clothes for Mel. Then we had sex. I was not that much in the mood, but Mel had been so nice, and he wanted sex so badly that I could not refuse him. I did let him know that I was doing it as a special favor for him. I really did appreciate his spending so much money on me, and his caring attitude and concern for my welfare. Riding on Mel’s very masculine member did arouse me more than I had expected. No orgasm for me, but Mel had his pleasure. He had told me that he was “full”, and he had not exaggerated. Since I would not let him go to deep into me almost all his semen drained right out on his abdomen. He did not mind it, and I liked it that way very much.
About two weeks after our shopping trip Mel had a medical problem. My sister had just come over that morning when Gary called to tell me that Mel had been taken to the hospital with a possible heart attack. I called the hospital and was told that Mel had just come out of surgery, and was in the intensive care unit. My sister drove us to the hospital. She stayed with our kids while I went into the ICU to see Mel. Mel’s sister and her boyfriend were there. Mel was awake, but barely. All drugged up. Mel’s sister was aware that I was pregnant, and I guess she assumed Mel was the daddy. She told her boyfriend that I was Mel’s girlfriend. Since she said that I did not feel so self-conscious when I gave Mel a kiss, and then sat there holding his hand.
I had only been there a few minutes when the nurse who had escorted me in returned and said to Mel’s sister and her boyfriend that they would have to leave for about fifteen minutes while they attended to Mel’s dressings and other needs. I started to walk out, too, but the nurse said to me, “You may stay, Mrs. Williams, if you wish.” So I stayed. She had seen me kiss Mel, and I was still holding his hand with my wedding ring in view. Since I was obviously pregnant, the nurse must have assumed I was Mel’s wife. The two nurses had to change a large bandage on his chest. I noticed that Mel had a catheter in his very black and very well-displayed penis. The nurse checked the catheter and she taped the tube closer to his penis. He had a bandage on his groin that had a weigh placed on it. I learned later that they had put a tube into a blood vessel there and ran it up into his hear.
Mel continued to call me occasionally after he stopped visiting me, but I received no more flowers. I did not want to believe my husband when he told me that Mel was seen around the business almost every day with a white woman. By the way he was holding her it was obvious to all that they were lovers. Finally I let my curiosity get the best of me and I called him. I asked him if he had another girlfriend. He laughed, but he finally admitted it. “I got needs, Dee,” he laughed. “After our baby gets out of there so I can get back in things will be like they were.” That hurt.
I avoided until my ninth month telling my doctor that there was a possibility that my baby might be biracial. I made up a tale that I had too much to drink at a party, and that one of my husband’s black coworkers had taken advantage of me. Since I did not have my diaphragm inserted, there was a possibility that he might have impregnated me instead of my husband. I doubt she really believed my story. She smiled and said that such things do happen, and she had seen such cases herself. I think she was merely trying to make me feel better. She thanked me for letting her know. I already knew that the baby was a girl, but she said we would not know whose sperm had reached my egg first until my baby was delivered.
After six hours of labor I delivered my baby girl. She was much larger than my sons had been. My doctor looked at me and smiled, saying, “Your husband will be relieved. She is a beautiful little blonde baby.” When I was being wheeled to my room the nurse whispered, “You are in luck. Your baby does not have any Negroid features.” My doctor had obviously been talking.
EPILOGUE
Mel had gone on several business trips during the latter months of my pregnancy. Well, it turned out he was looking for another business. When our daughter was two months old Mel completed selling his interest in his local auto dealership. He bought into a similar business in California.
My husband had been correct about Mel having another girlfriend. Mel supposedly married her before they moved to California.
Mel had to return a few months later to testify in a lawsuit involving his former business. My husband also had to testify, and he saw Mel and his wife a few times. His wife was seven months pregnant. That meant that Mel had impregnated her while I was pregnant.
My husband has learned that Mel’s new business is not doing very good. Most auto dealerships are not. Gary also heard that Mel’s wife gave birth to a girl.
If you desire more information let me know at deena472@hotmail.com.