It may've been my fault
I married the love of my life who is so dam sexy it makes me horny just to watch her walk. First she is 24 with fire red hair, green eyes and ruby red nipples on her B cup tits. She is a fitness trainer so I don't know what her fat count is but, it's low I mean very low.
She was going to Vegas on an awards thing for the company she works for and wanted me to go with her but, I told her to take her sister due to my business being at a make or break point. I got the business from my dad who was doing well when I left for Iraq, but when I got hurt over there in a road side bombing my dad lost interest in his business. Mom said it was like he stopped living. Well I took over the business and with putting in like a hundred hours a week it just starting to make money again.
To say my wife was upset and pissed off, well that would be a understatement. She said they expected husbands to accompany wives. Well I wont go into the fight but to say, somethings that shouldn't of been said were said, and just before I stormed out I told her to, in my words "Hire a fucking escort and that maybe he could fuck a smile on her face and some brains in her head." Yes it was bad.
I didn't see or hear a word from her the next day, and with her flying out that night she was gone. I did call her sister to see if she had heard from her but, she said that it had been a few weeks since they had talked. I knew her flight info and give her a hour the get to the hotel before calling her on her cell to tell her how sorry I was, that I lost my temper but it went to voice mail. I called the desk and had them ring her room, and when she picked up and heard my voice all I got was a click as she hung up. I thought about grabbing a late plane to surprise her, but I had 2 jobs lined up the next day and one more the next, so I was screwed.
I didn't hear a word from her until she got home, and when she did get home I knew something wasn't right with her, she wouldn't look me in the eye and acted like we never had a fight. When we went to bed she was the one who was all over me but she insisted the lights be turned off which isn't normal, she loves to look into my eyes as we make love. The next morning she normally gets up with me and showers with me but she stayed in bed saying she was tried.
I went to work and called her at lunch and she said she had lots to do and had to go. I know her boss give her more things at work to do, so I didn't think a thing about. She seemed to get back more to normal about a week later, and I was sure our problems were behind us. We both said how sorry we were, and she did say that she understood why I couldn't go with her.
About a month later I was going through the bills and found on my wife's visa bill a charge from a company in Vegas called Keeping you company. My spider senses went up so I looked the company up on line to find its a escort service with male and female escorts. I called the number and asked about their rates and by the charge my wife had hired a escort for two out of the three nights she was there. I hung up wondering if that was why she acted so weird when she got home.
A couple weeks later she jumped up out of bed, running to the bathroom to throw up. I asked if she was ok and she said that she was, and it had to be the fish we ate the night before. I ate the same fish without a problem but I though that she may've a touch of the flu. Almost every morning for about 12 days it was the same thing. I told her she had to see a doctor cause something was definitely wrong. She said she would look into it. I called my mom and told her what was up with the wife, and she said that it sounded like morning sickness, and that she is pregnant more then likely. I said that there was no way she could be pregnant, not having to go any farther.
See when the bomb went off it broke both my legs in a total 13 places plus cracked my hip bone in 3 places but the thing that makes it so I can't be a father is my testicles, were totally destroyed, so I knew I couldn't get my wife pregnant. Then it hit me, the escort, no it couldn't be, she wouldn't fuck some fucking escort could she? For the first time in maybe 20 years I threw up.
I kept my mouth shut waiting to see if she would say anything, but nothing until I asked about the tiny pot belly she was getting. She broke down crying and saying over and over again how sorry she was for not telling me. I asked what it was she wasn't telling me and she fainted.
I give her a cold towel and through her tears and sobs the story come out. She said how mad she was at me when she went to Vegas and she remembered me telling her to hire a escort so she did. I asked her to go on, and she said that she won her reward and to celebrate her reward she danced with the escort and she had drank way to much so at the end of the night the escort took her back to her room, where he helped her get undressed. I asked just how much did he undress her? She said to my bra and panties at first. She went on to say that he kissed her and she said she kissed him back, and before she knew what was happening she was naked and he was between her legs eating her to orgasm over and over again. She said that she must of blacked out cause the next thing she remembers was him pulling himself out of her after filling her with his cum.
She said that he told her that she was the best he had ever had and started sucking this or fingering that until she was going nuts with need and he did her again. I asked if she had a orgasm from him fucking her and she only nodded. She then looked me straight in the eye for the first time saying "You have to understand, I was so fucking mad at you that the only thought going through my head was, it serves him right for telling me to get a escort."
She went on to say " I hired him for the next night, not that he went home cause he didn't and we stayed in the room doing, well you know what."
She told me she has no idea how many times he came inside of her that night, but when she came to her senses and kicked his ass out the door. She said that she bathed over and over trying to get his cum out of her but it was to late and was sure, he had made her pregnant. She stood up saying she wouldn't ask for anything, and she would send for her clothes.
I got up in front of her stopping her by taking a hold of her shoulders saying "Shouldn't you ask me first if I want to be a father to the c***d growing inside you? Cause see I don't like that you fucked some guy behind my back, and it may take sometime well, maybe a lot of time to get over it, but honey your my wife, and there's a life growing inside of you, it may not be mine but it never could be mine, so please asked me if I want to be this c***d's father."
She just stared into my eyes as if to see if I was pulling a bad joke on her but she finally said "First you have to know my escort was a black so this baby is going to be half black. If you think you can handle that then honey, then do you want to be a father? Before you answer, please I know I love you more right now then I never have."
I picked her up kissing her saying "We need to get the spare room ready for our son or daughter don't you think?" She began the cry but tears of joy or at least I hope that's what they were.
My wife give birth last month to a wonderful little girl, who I love with all my heart. My parents asked why she was black, and I told them that the donor was a guy who saved my life that day in Iraq, which it would be great if it was true. Maybe for the next one.
She was going to Vegas on an awards thing for the company she works for and wanted me to go with her but, I told her to take her sister due to my business being at a make or break point. I got the business from my dad who was doing well when I left for Iraq, but when I got hurt over there in a road side bombing my dad lost interest in his business. Mom said it was like he stopped living. Well I took over the business and with putting in like a hundred hours a week it just starting to make money again.
To say my wife was upset and pissed off, well that would be a understatement. She said they expected husbands to accompany wives. Well I wont go into the fight but to say, somethings that shouldn't of been said were said, and just before I stormed out I told her to, in my words "Hire a fucking escort and that maybe he could fuck a smile on her face and some brains in her head." Yes it was bad.
I didn't see or hear a word from her the next day, and with her flying out that night she was gone. I did call her sister to see if she had heard from her but, she said that it had been a few weeks since they had talked. I knew her flight info and give her a hour the get to the hotel before calling her on her cell to tell her how sorry I was, that I lost my temper but it went to voice mail. I called the desk and had them ring her room, and when she picked up and heard my voice all I got was a click as she hung up. I thought about grabbing a late plane to surprise her, but I had 2 jobs lined up the next day and one more the next, so I was screwed.
I didn't hear a word from her until she got home, and when she did get home I knew something wasn't right with her, she wouldn't look me in the eye and acted like we never had a fight. When we went to bed she was the one who was all over me but she insisted the lights be turned off which isn't normal, she loves to look into my eyes as we make love. The next morning she normally gets up with me and showers with me but she stayed in bed saying she was tried.
I went to work and called her at lunch and she said she had lots to do and had to go. I know her boss give her more things at work to do, so I didn't think a thing about. She seemed to get back more to normal about a week later, and I was sure our problems were behind us. We both said how sorry we were, and she did say that she understood why I couldn't go with her.
About a month later I was going through the bills and found on my wife's visa bill a charge from a company in Vegas called Keeping you company. My spider senses went up so I looked the company up on line to find its a escort service with male and female escorts. I called the number and asked about their rates and by the charge my wife had hired a escort for two out of the three nights she was there. I hung up wondering if that was why she acted so weird when she got home.
A couple weeks later she jumped up out of bed, running to the bathroom to throw up. I asked if she was ok and she said that she was, and it had to be the fish we ate the night before. I ate the same fish without a problem but I though that she may've a touch of the flu. Almost every morning for about 12 days it was the same thing. I told her she had to see a doctor cause something was definitely wrong. She said she would look into it. I called my mom and told her what was up with the wife, and she said that it sounded like morning sickness, and that she is pregnant more then likely. I said that there was no way she could be pregnant, not having to go any farther.
See when the bomb went off it broke both my legs in a total 13 places plus cracked my hip bone in 3 places but the thing that makes it so I can't be a father is my testicles, were totally destroyed, so I knew I couldn't get my wife pregnant. Then it hit me, the escort, no it couldn't be, she wouldn't fuck some fucking escort could she? For the first time in maybe 20 years I threw up.
I kept my mouth shut waiting to see if she would say anything, but nothing until I asked about the tiny pot belly she was getting. She broke down crying and saying over and over again how sorry she was for not telling me. I asked what it was she wasn't telling me and she fainted.
I give her a cold towel and through her tears and sobs the story come out. She said how mad she was at me when she went to Vegas and she remembered me telling her to hire a escort so she did. I asked her to go on, and she said that she won her reward and to celebrate her reward she danced with the escort and she had drank way to much so at the end of the night the escort took her back to her room, where he helped her get undressed. I asked just how much did he undress her? She said to my bra and panties at first. She went on to say that he kissed her and she said she kissed him back, and before she knew what was happening she was naked and he was between her legs eating her to orgasm over and over again. She said that she must of blacked out cause the next thing she remembers was him pulling himself out of her after filling her with his cum.
She said that he told her that she was the best he had ever had and started sucking this or fingering that until she was going nuts with need and he did her again. I asked if she had a orgasm from him fucking her and she only nodded. She then looked me straight in the eye for the first time saying "You have to understand, I was so fucking mad at you that the only thought going through my head was, it serves him right for telling me to get a escort."
She went on to say " I hired him for the next night, not that he went home cause he didn't and we stayed in the room doing, well you know what."
She told me she has no idea how many times he came inside of her that night, but when she came to her senses and kicked his ass out the door. She said that she bathed over and over trying to get his cum out of her but it was to late and was sure, he had made her pregnant. She stood up saying she wouldn't ask for anything, and she would send for her clothes.
I got up in front of her stopping her by taking a hold of her shoulders saying "Shouldn't you ask me first if I want to be a father to the c***d growing inside you? Cause see I don't like that you fucked some guy behind my back, and it may take sometime well, maybe a lot of time to get over it, but honey your my wife, and there's a life growing inside of you, it may not be mine but it never could be mine, so please asked me if I want to be this c***d's father."
She just stared into my eyes as if to see if I was pulling a bad joke on her but she finally said "First you have to know my escort was a black so this baby is going to be half black. If you think you can handle that then honey, then do you want to be a father? Before you answer, please I know I love you more right now then I never have."
I picked her up kissing her saying "We need to get the spare room ready for our son or daughter don't you think?" She began the cry but tears of joy or at least I hope that's what they were.
My wife give birth last month to a wonderful little girl, who I love with all my heart. My parents asked why she was black, and I told them that the donor was a guy who saved my life that day in Iraq, which it would be great if it was true. Maybe for the next one.
5 years ago
