All My Children? Pt. 03

To all of you who wrote comments after All My Children - Part 1 and Part 2 were published, thanks! So many of you folks were polarized over the story that I thought I might try a follow on and see if the readership would approve or disapprove of the conclusion.

So, the vote is in your hands.

I'd like to think Age Sherman for editing this chapter.

My name is Kimberly Fanning. My husband is (or was) Dan Fanning. Dan wrote two chapters about how our marriage ended and how I ended up in a long term care facility totally out of my mind. Much of what he said in those chapters was true. Some was truth as he saw it. Let me tell you truth from my side. Understand that some of this truth is not pretty. You will probably hate both of us when the story is finished. But then, I guess we hate ourselves too.

If you remember Dan had found out that my sister's husband, Brian, was the true father of our little girl and our yet unborn baby. He had come totally unglued and beaten Brian almost to death.

I'll start my story from the time when my sister, Betty, made the suggestion that eventually led to the destruction of both our families and marriages.

Dan and I had been married for five years. Try as we might, I couldn't get pregnant. We tried all kinds of procedures, but when all was said and done, we couldn't have children. The problem was that Dan's sperm was very weak. Not non-existent, but just too weak to actually fertilize my eggs. After two rounds of failed in vitro, I was desperate for a baby.

I dumped all of my grief on my sister for months. I so much wanted a child and was actually jealous of how easy it appeared she and Brian conceived their two children. She listened patiently and gave me what support she could. Finally, one day she dropped the suggestion that would eventually be our undoing.

Betty was making soup as I ranted about how unfair life was. She suddenly stopped and came over to where I sat at her kitchen table. She dropped down in the chair next to me and grabbed my hands with hers.

"Sis, I've been thinking. I want to offer up a possible solution. Hear me out before you say anything, okay?" Betty said.

I just nodded in response and she continued, "You know that Brian is very fertile. He loves you and Dan as much as I do. He looks a little like Dan..." Betty stopped and took a deep breath and said, "Here's what I suggest. Brian can be a surrogate father for your baby. Dan need never know. You can have the baby you so desperately want, have Dan as a loving father and husband, and have an even more solid marriage."

I shook my head, no. "Dan would never go along with it."

Betty replied, "He wouldn't have to know."

"How would he not know? The cost of doing in vitro is twenty thousands dollars. Health insurance doesn't pick any of it up. How could I hide that amount from him? "

Betty answered with a small grin playing at the corners of her mouth. "Who said anything about in vitro? I'm suggesting that you get pregnant the old fashion way. Brian is actually a very good lover."

I was shocked and said so. "You are suggesting that Brian, YOUR husband, and I start fucking? Have you lost your mind?"

Betty laughed and shook her head, "No, I'm not daft. I just can't think of any way to hide this whole thing from Dan without you and my husband doing the nasty. You're so close to complete breakdown over being childless, I'm just trying to solve the problem in the most practical way possible. If you and my husband simply screw to conceive a child, I can live with it. After all it is not like an affair or you two loving each other. Dan need not know. So, no harm, no foul."

"I can't do that!" I snapped back at her.

"Well Sis, just think about it."

I went home and tried to continue my life as before, but Betty's words kept intruding my thoughts. "You simply screw to conceive a child – no harm, no foul."

After a few more months, I was beyond hope. I walked slowly to Betty's house and plopped in the kitchen chair. "Okay Sis, I want a baby. I need a baby. So, how do we pull this off?"

Betty came over and hugged me. "Good girl! Now you let me convince Brian and then we will set up the logistics of this whole thing. You'll be barefoot and pregnant in no time!"

Betty was true to her word; she had to convince Brian to do it. At first he rebelled and even refused to discuss it. Betty wore him down until he finally saw that what she was asking him to do would help my marriage and my mental health. He talked with Dan and found out how desperate Dan was for me to be pregnant. He saw that Dan would be so happy to be a dad.

Brian finally told Betty, "Okay sweetheart. If you want me to give Kim a baby, I will."

Betty called me and let me know Brian was onboard. Betty suggested that I come over to her place on the first night I was sure I was ovulating. That happened to be two nights later.

I arrived at her house about ten in the morning. Brian had taken the morning off at betty's request. Betty met me at the door and said, "Brian is upstairs in the guest room. Go on up. And don't come down until you're pregnant." She hugged me and pushed me toward the stairs.

I entered the bedroom and saw Brian lying fully dressed on the bed reading a magazine. He looked up as I entered and smiled. I smiled back and sat down on the edge of the bed. "So, what do we do now, Brian?"

He laughed out loud and replied, sounding somewhat embarrassed, "Well I guess we get naked, Kim." And so we did. He was first out of his clothes and he laid down on the bed just watching me undress. His breathing seemed to become faster as I slipped out of my bra and panties. "Kim, you are one beautiful woman. Not as beautiful as your sister, but damned close!"

I was more than a little embarrassed. Other than Dan, I'd never even seen another penis. Brian seemed as embarrassed as I was. He cleared his throat a few times and said, "Come here, Kim. We might as well get acquainted."

I slipped into the bed and he took me in his arms. For a few minutes we simply held onto each other. I finally dared to begin the action by slowly raking my hand down his stomach to his groin. I cupped his semi-hard penis in my hand and slowly stroked it. Soon it was rigid. It seemed a little thicker than Dan's but not as long. I was amazed how clinical I could be in the current situation. Here I as inspecting his equipment while I slowly pumped it to full erection.

I wasn't actually turned on by the experience, but Betty had thought of that and there was a tube of K-Y on the side table. Dan reached over and grabbed it. He squeezed some out and massaged it into my nether region. I slowly began to get wet from the manual machinations he was performing on me.

I laid back and sighed. He took that as an indication that I was ready and he climbed on top of me and slowly mounted me. His strokes were sure and powerful. I was soon into the experience and came to small orgasm. He followed a minute later with a grunt as I felt his cum shooting into me.

The whole process was over in less than fifteen minutes.

We dressed in silence and came down stairs to find Betty quietly sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of scotch in her hand. She smiled and said, "I know this was my idea, but it is a little tough to actually know it has happened."

I burst into tears thinking of her pain and Brian ran over to her and hugged her. They both had tears in their eyes. Brian said, "Not again. Okay? I can't do this again!"

Betty pushed Brian back with her hands and holding his shoulders, she stared into his eyes and smiled. "Brian, I love you to death. This was my idea remember? Until Kim is pregnant, we continue. We'll be fine, my dear sweet man."

Brian just nodded dumbly and looked down at the floor.

Betty and I exchanged glances and she winked at me. I nodded my head and turned and left their house.

I almost died when Dan got home from work that evening. I just knew he would know that I cheated on him. Well, maybe not cheating in the classic idea of cheating, but cheating nonetheless. I did my best to act normal and loving as always. In fact, it was not an act. I loved this man to my very depths. He was my rock. What I did today, I did for both of us. Well, maybe more for me than him, but still for both of us.

As the night progressed he apparently saw nothing amiss and I began to relax. We made love later that night and we wished each other a goodnight. We fell sleep in each other's arms. He didn't know! He would never know! We could make this work! I fell asleep with visions of holding a baby in my arms and Dan standing behind me looking lovingly at our baby while he kissed the back of my neck.

The next day I went back to Betty's and replayed yesterday's events. Brian lubed me up with K-Y and we almost mechanically did the deed.

I dressed and left the house. Betty had gone to the supermarket while her husband tried to impregnate me.

I had been reading books on getting pregnant and one doctor had an approach that required both partners to get as hot as they could during lovemaking. His statistics showed that a woman stood a thirty percent better chance of pregnancy if she was actually quivering from the lovemaking when her partner ejaculated into her. The doctor also indicated the partners were more at ease when they were so aroused.

I was getting comfortable with Brian after our second session and saw no reason that being aroused wouldn't be acceptable. This would be acceptable just as long as we didn't start falling for each other or diminish our love for our spouses.

I brought the book in my purse to the next session with Brian the next day. As we lay in bed, I had him read it and then said, "Do you think you can make me hot? I mean boiling hot? It may make me conceive quicker."

Brian just smiled and said, "I was going to suggest something similar. I'm having a hard time staying aroused with the way we have been so clinical about this."

I smiled and said, "You're having a hard time staying hard? Well, I'll guarantee you that you will not have that problem today!" With that I got up on my knees and leaned over placing my breasts on his bare chest. I slowly moved back and forth just letting my nipples touch his skin. I then lowered my head and kissed him with my tongue seeking his.

I lowered my hand to his penis and lightly stroked it with my fingertips. It sprang to life and was rigid as steel in what seemed like seconds.

Brian rolled me over onto my back and began kissing his way down the center of my body. He started at the small hollow at the base of my neck, and down between my breasts. He stopped there and nipped lightly at each nipple and then taking one in his mouth swirled his tongue around the nipple until I gasped.

He lowered his head and continued kissing my body down to my belly button. He stuck his tongue into it and licked my stomach for several inches around my navel. As he did this he gently pinched my sensitive nipples with his fingers.

He continued kissing me down to my pussy. Here, he slowly began to lick the lips, and ever so slowly moved his tongue into my canal. He slowly licked me from my rectum, over my slit and onto my clit. He did this for at least ten minutes until I was writhing in ecstasy. I was ready to cum at any second. My pussy was boiling with desire. I needed at dick and I needed it now.

I pulled his head up and French kissed him with our tongues wrestling each other for supremacy. I reached down and found his cock. It felt like it was on fire. I splayed my legs and guided his fiery rod to my entrance. He rose up on his elbows and looked at me for an instant. He placed a finger to my lips and I immediately began sucking it. He gasped once, and then with one motion slid his shaft into me. I was so wet that my cunt just opened and accepted his whole length.

He began those sure, powerful strokes he had used previously, but now I rocked back and forth trying to counter his every thrust. Soon we were slamming together with absolute abandon. I felt my juices flowing and could smell the sex filling the air.

Brian pumped faster and faster. I orgasmed twice before he shot his seed into me. When he came he arched his back and groaned as what seemed to be gallons of sperm entered my body. He collapsed on top of me and we both attempted to catch our breath. I held him tightly as his cock slowly deflated in my pussy. He finally rose up on his knees and pulled out of me to lie by my side. A thin ropy string of white cum still attached his penis to my pussy. He rubbed my clit as I moved my fingers up and down his softening shaft.

He leaned over and we kissed again. This time, the kiss was prolonged and intense. I knew at that instant that we were going to fuck again before I put my clothes back on. And I wanted to. I wanted to be on fire again. I wanted him to impregnate me. At this moment, I wanted his baby.

I moved down the bed and took his glistening dick into my mouth. I sucked him back to a full erection and slinging my leg over his body, dropped myself down on his erect baby maker.

We worked each other to another sexual peak and he pumped another load of his potent juice into my awaiting womb.

With that, we lay side by side for a few minutes not saying a word. He finally lifted his had and leaned over my face. He kissed me like I was his long lost lover and I returned it.

He smiled and toying with my right nipple said, "Damn Kim. That was hot. I – I've never been so turned on. You're a wonderful lover."

As soon as he said that work "lover", I felt a chill. "Brian. We're on a mission. I'm not your lover, nor will I ever be! Please never say that again!"

Brian looked both saddened and confused. "Oh. Oh, I'm sorry Kim. I was so carried away by the mind-blowing sex that I kind of forgot what this is all about. I'm sorry."

As I struggled with my clothes I just nodded at him and said, "No problem. But remember what this is all about. A baby. Nothing more."

I ran home, cleaned up and waited to fall into Dan's arms. When he came in, I did just that, and dinner was several hours late that night. I felt so guilty about what us three conspirators were doing behind his back but it was for a good cause.

I didn't get pregnant that month so I was forced to wait for ovulation the next month. Neither Brian nor Betty said a word about the events of those first three days during the entire waiting period.

The next month's ovulation arrived and I found myself in Betty's bedroom with Brian. Brian's mother had come to visit them and was using the guest room. We had no choice but to use their marital bed for our sessions. Betty had maneuvered Brian's mom to an afternoon of shopping while her husband and I brought each other to wave after wave of sexual heights.

By the third day of this cycle I was looking forward to the time with Brian. He was a very good lover and seemed to have unlimited reserves of cum. We were now doing things that I never had even thought of. Brian had rented a couple of porno flicks to aid our sessions and we began trying everything they did in the movies. I found that Brian's cum tasted much saltier and sweeter than Dan's. It must have been the sperm that gave it that taste. He found that I responded much more than Betty did.

Between us, we were like two teenagers exploring their first experiences with sex. In our last session I had just licked his asshole and then frigged myself with my fingers on one hand as I slowly stroked his dick with the other.

He had poured at least a pint of cum into my waiting womb. I knew as soon as he blasted his load into me that we had succeeded. I just knew I was pregnant. One week later, I took the home pregnancy test and it said positive!

I ran next door to Betty and fell into her arms. "Oh Betty, we did it! I'm pregnant! I can't thank you enough. I can't thank Brian enough! Where is he? I have to tell him!"

Betty was bursting with joy. Her gift had been successful and she giggled like a silly young girl, "Oh Kim. It's wonderful! Brian will be so pleased. He's at the office. Do you want to call him?"

"No. I think I'll just go down to his office and break the news to him. Then I can go to Dan's office and tell him!" I smiled as she thought of the happy afternoon ahead.

Betty just smiled and nodded. I ran home and grabbed my purse and headed for Brian's office. I hummed the entire drive downtown. The main parking lot was full so I pulled into the Marriott hotel lot next to Brian's office building. I felt a little naughty and thought Brian might get a kick out of holding the mother to be of his baby in his arms. But he certainly couldn't do that in his office. It would cause too many questions.

I made a split second decision and went into the Marriott. I booked a room and then went to Brian's office. I had his secretary announce me and I swept into his office. He looked up somewhat startled to see me. Seeing how radiant I appeared he asked, "It's happened, hasn't it?" I just grinned and crooked my little finger at him. I said, "Follow me. Tell your secretary you have an appointment. I'll wait in the Marriott lobby."

He got up and grabbed his coat and gave me a full five-minute head start. I waited for him as promised and shortly after he swept through the hotel's front door. I walked up to him and simply said, "Room 1256." I walked passed him to the first open elevator and pushed up. Just as the door was about to the close a hand reached in and pushed it open. Brian jumped aboard and seemed to be beaming. He pulled me to him and kissed me. He pulled back and looked level into my eyes, "It's true? You're pregnant?"

"Yes, I'm pregnant! I'm carrying your baby. Our baby." I all but cried as I held tightly to his neck and covered his face in kisses.

We fell through the door into the room and immediately fucked like two horny rabbits, our clothes littering the floor. It wasn't that I loved him. I adored him for what he had given me and we did do things to each other that we never attempted with our spouses, but I didn't love him. We had just made something wonderful together and I wanted us to enjoy it and each other at least one more time as we celebrated our accomplishment.

Later that afternoon, after two more orgasms and my first anal experience, I showered and dressed and then watched Brian do the same. We held each other and kissed deeply one more time. I thought this would be the last time we would be together and I was almost sorry it was over. Brian just looked deep into my eyes, patted my butt (which was now a little sore), waved and walked out the door.

I smiled and waved back. A few minutes later I left the hotel and drove to Dan's office about three miles away. I whispered the news to his secretary and she announced me by saying, "Dan? There's someone out here you must see. I'll send her in." She smiled broadly as she waved me into Dan's office.

I swept through the door and danced over to his desk. He rose looking confused. "Kim? What's wrong?"

"Nothing my dearest darling husband. Nothing at all." I reached out and pulled him to me and kissed him.

"What is it Kim?"

"Oh, nothing much. It's just you're going to be a Daddy. I thought you should know and we should go celeb-" Dan yelled interrupting my little speech.

"Pregnant? Are you sure?" Dan questioned.

"Yes my darling. We are having a baby!" I chuckled at Dan's confused expression.

Dan's face broke into a huge smile. "A baby. My God, finally. It's a miracle. I love you." He embraced me in a big hug.

For the next nine months life was wonderful. Dan was the typical doting father-to-be and I was in heaven. Even the morning sickness was welcomed. The only thing was I sometimes got nostalgic for the baby's father, Brian.