The Old Fashion Way - Sex Stories

The Old Fashion Way

... out his arm. She let him take her hand and then I shook his and told him my name was Andre and hers was Claire.

"I want a baby, but I want to do it the old fashion way," she said with an embarrassed grin.

"That is what we do," he said handing her a pack of papers. They were certificates from a medical clinic certifying him healthy and disease free. He also gave her a paper with his high sperm count noted at the top along with his name, address, social security number, picture, and finger prints.

She started to sign the contract and looked over at me before she did, giving me her this-is-your-last-chance-to-object look. I nodded and she signed. It was agreed it would happen the next day. We said goodbye, shook hands, and drove home.

That night neither of us said a word about any of it until we were getting into bed. "Well, we should know soon," I said. She kissed me and we made love the last time before she would have sex with another man to receive his sperm to have him give her a baby.

The next morning during breakfast she was ...

... excited, that was clear. On the drive to the hotel she was quiet, thinking, I was sure, about what we were about to do. At the hotel we went to room 301 and knocked. Julian open the door, greeted us, and I left her with him, then I went to my own room.

Our agreement was she could call it off at any time, although if she did we would still pay him for his services. Once inside my room I turned on the television and tried not to think of what was happening down the hall. That simply was impossible.

It took two weeks until we got a positive result. The baby's name is Candice and she is now three. She has beautiful chocolate skin, dark eyes, and was an almost perfect baby. Do I have any trouble loving her as my own? Not even one single bit. Her middle name is Julia, in honor of her father, and she is the perfect image of the man whose sperm led to her birth. We probably won't tell the story of her birth, but what is important is that she is happy. It may not the normal way it is done, but the Old Fashion Way turned out the best way for us.