Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... matter how unhappy I was at the time. It was affection, and kindness that just... got carried away. You husband, Duke, was the kindest and gentlest man I had ever met. At that time, I was beyond starving for that kind of attention. I could blame it on the alcohol, but that would be a lie. It just felt so good... so right... to be given that kind of attention at that time.” Annie spoke in a trembling voice.

“I knew it was wrong... but I kept quiet. I figured it would never happen again in this lifetime so I resigned myself to just having that one memory, one night of what love and affection should feel like. I had no idea that in a few weeks I would find I was pregnant. You can’t imagine the shock and the joy that I felt when I learned that I was carrying a child. A gift, from a loving and gentle man, one that I would never see again but would forever be grateful for having known him that one time.” Annie wept but her tortured smile belied the joy and gratitude she felt for having been impregnated.

There were sniffles all around the table. Even Duke was swallowing hard to keep from letting tears overwhelm his clouded eyes, his hands being squeezed by both his daughter and his wife. Tom studied the older man at the other end of the table. He was moved by how humble he seemed to be. Most men would have been cocky and overly proud at what they had done. Tom thought that Duke almost seemed ashamed of it, but his mother’s words had made it something he shouldn’t feel shame ...

... about.

“You couldn’t have known, but I had all but given up hope of becoming a mother. I thought I was baren since my husband and I couldn’t conceive no matter how often we... tried. It was making him a bitter man, straining our marriage. Then when I became pregnant it was as if we had a new lease on life. My husband was like the young man that I had married, again. We were happy for quite a while. Still, I kept my secret. I lived my lie. I feared... no... I knew it was only a matter of time before it would be revealed.” Annie explained, her smiled turning a little sadder with the memory.

“At first there were just little suspicions. Tom’s eye color was not like any of my husband’s family. His hair color, his facial features... I think, no... I know that J.D. grew more and more certain over the years that Tom was not, in fact, his child. The bitterness returned, and got worse and worse. Still, I never revealed my secret, and I was never asked directly.” She paused once more, to take a sip of tea with her hands shaking while holding the glass.

Looking at her son Tom, she took a deep breath and continued.

“To see my child, my little boy grow to be a handsome young man, and to know that he has such a kind and generous heart despite pressures not to be... is the greatest joy I will ever know...I am proud of him. I am not proud of myself or of my wrongs... even if they created something, someone so right and good.” Annie proclaimed, then turned to look into Lee’s face and ...