1. Claire's Conception - Part 3


    Date: 9/30/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: JennyGently, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    her. “It’s inevitable,” I said softly, “you’re bound to feel a bit different this time but we’ll do what we agreed; no-one will ever know the truth and he or she will be another member of the family.” “It’s not that,” she said quietly, “well, not just that. It’s not the baby at all, it’s me!” “What do you mean?” “I mean... I don’t want to upset you!” “You’ve got to tell me now, Claire,” I insisted, “what’s the matter?” “Well, one reason I can’t orgasm is... I suppose something deep in me wants... needs...” “Needs what sweetheart?” There was a pause then she just blurted it all out. “Tim I need to see Simon again. I need to be with the man who made me pregnant. I can’t explain it; it’s like some kind of primitive urge. I’m sorry but I can’t help it; it’s driving me crazy!” There was a pause before she went on. “Have I upset you? How would you feel about me seeing Simon again? Now, before the baby’s born.” She had caught me by surprise and for a moment I was silent. She sounded so distressed; despite what she had asked, my heart ached for her. I thought for a moment before replying carefully. “It’s probably only natural Claire,” I said softly. “I’m no expert on how a woman’s body and mind work but it doesn’t surprise me at all. How long have you felt like this?” “It’s sort of always been there, but now I can see my bump and feel the baby every day it’s got stronger and stronger,” she said anxiously, “I’ve just got to be with him again.” “When you say ‘Be with him’ you ...
    mean...?” I asked, half knowing the answer already. “I’m not sure. I know I need to spend time with him, be close to him for a while.” “Sleep with him again?” I asked as blandly as I could. “Fuck him again?” She didn’t rise to the bait. “I don’t know, really I don’t,” she replied and I believed her, “but I can’t have his baby and not see him at all, can I?” To be honest, I had expected something like this – perhaps had even wanted it – but as month after month had passed without my wife demanding to be with her only lover again, I had assumed that the urge had either passed or would not arise. Her outburst had caught me by surprise and for a few seconds I lay silently, thinking. “It’s not that I don’t love you, I do, I really do,” she protested, misreading my reticence. “It’s a basic, almost primeval thing I suppose.” I pictured her hands stroking the smooth roundness of her belly. “I’ve just got to spend time with the man whose baby I’m carrying.” My mind started to buzz. In the nearly six months since Claire had deliberately seduced Simon, we had both fantasised about it almost every day. Certainly it arose several times a week and for a long time our sex life had been simply amazing. Recently however the memories had started to fade a little and I had to admit a certain lack of adventure had crept back into our lovemaking. Her young lover was not aware that she was carrying his child rather than mine but following my vasectomy years ago he was the only possible father. Indeed, ...
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