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I take my wife and sister out for her birthday.
I want a family, but I would need you, and you aren't there." She handed me divorce papers.
Shortly after the divorce was final, she married, John Wilson. I did not hear from her for a year. My office phone rang. My secretary intoned, "Mr. Hampton, there is a call for you on line four. It is a Gail Wilson." I stopped for a moment, before pushing the button.
"Hello, Gail, how are you. I think of you often."
"Phil, do you have time to meet me at "Cheers" bar for lunch? I need a big favor."
"I will make time. Gail, for you, I will do anything."
After we had gotten settled in our booth, I told her, "Gail, without belaboring the fact, I want you to know that I still love you."
She smiled, and it was apparent that my statement had taken her back for a moment. "Phil the favor I am asking of you is unprecedented. I will understand if you refuse, and leave. What has happened is that I have not become pregnant. I had John's sperm count checked. He has so few that each one should have its own RFD address. I want you to have sex with me, so that I can bear a child."
One of the things that you learn when a trial attorney is that there are times that you have to keep an uncommitted face, while your mind races, to understand and deal with new information. This was such a time.
Gail studied my face. We sat for a minute. I thought to myself, "I'm a fool to care, but I do. I have never dodged a problem in my life. In fact, I thrive on challenges." "Gail, I will do that for you."
She released a long breath. Reaching across the table she grabbed my hands, and raising one to her lips, kissed it. "I expect that next weekend, I will be ovulating. Can we go to your cabin for two days."
"Yes. Does your husband know?"
"God no... It is quite a switch for you to be available for two days."
"My work days are much shorter now that I have concentrated on Labor Relation Law."
Saturday morning, Gail met me at the MIT parking lot. We drove to my cabin. I lit the fire, and put some coffee on. Gail made some toast, with eggs and bacon. It was like old times. We both relaxed, but neither headed to the bed room.
At ten, she stood up, and took my hand. Without saying a word, we undressed. She, now naked, got on the bed, and lay on her back. She had been on that bed a hundred times before, but this was different.
"You have larger breasts, and more of a figure then you had."
"Not enough exercise. I have put on ten pounds."
"On you, it looks good." As I climbed on the bed, I started to cry. "God, I miss you."
She brought my head to her chest. I looked at her face. There were tears in her eyes too. We lay that way for ten minutes. She took my cock in her hand, so I knew it was time to get on with business. It was soon hard, and I rolled between her legs. She guided my cock to her pussy. I wondered how many times John had put his cock in this pussy during the last year.
Her pussy always seemed to be a small triangle. It still felt that way, gripping my cock as I slid slowly into her warm insides. Her hands held the back of my head, as she kissed my cheek below my ear as the rocking motion of a sexing couple picked up speed.
As she begin to cum, she grabbed her legs, holding them far apart, as she moaned out the words, "Give me a Baby!" Followed by a long soft," Oooooooooooooooooooo."
My cock begin to swell, as her pussy did the same. The end of my cock felt so good. My breathing grew deeper, as I felt my stomach tighten, and then with several hard thrusts, my cum erupted in to Gail, hopefully to give her the child she so desperately wanted, and needed.
She lay on her back holding her knees up to keep my sperm deep in her. I covered her with a blanket, as we talked. Kidding, I said, "I want to munch on your new style titties."
She had that strange look in her eye, trying to figure out just what was going on in my mind, as I latched onto her breast, and sucked it for a few minutes.