Aaand, It's Positive!
I'm in a situation. I'm married, and me and my husband have 2 children, 7 and 10. We have love in our relationship, and past two years we tried to make our third.
I won a trip to ski resort last christmas which I used at February, but my husband didn't had time to go. I tried to ask my friends to come with me, but because the war have somewhat raised the prices everywhere, they didn't wanted to go. I wouldn't dare to ski, but I didn't wanted to waste the trip either. I was worried what kind of holiday it would be and I called to travel agency, and they assured that I wasn't all alone and I could contant and ask help from the travel agency in case something could happen and there would be plenty of things to do other than ski like short hiking trails (North has really short daytime at winter), reindeer rides and of course discos. My husband encouraged me and I decided to go alone.
When I got into a hotel, and that evening I was having a juice in a bar, suddenly my brother in law noticed me and came to chat with me. I've always liked him, but we haven't had any sexual spark between us. But there, I just wanted to have sex. Sex, nothing else, just someone to hold me and take me out of the ordinary life, to zero my mind and make me forget everything for even for a few hours.
He was his former self, not trying to hit on me, but I was getting more and more friendly, eventually touching him and he got it. I invited him to my room and end up making love. I didn't even thought the risks, and at the peak, I wanted him to cum inside me and asked him to do it. I loved it.
I didn't had any remorse and I wasn't feeling bad at all. Of course I knew I had cheated on my husband, his brother, but I needed it and I was happy we had done it.
Next few days we were hiking and enjoying the views and rented motor skis and we were just like sex had never happened. But two nights before I had to come back home, we went to bed again and we even spent the day inside and made love twice. I loved the freedom, not freedom to cheat, but freedom to make love without any reason or goal. Trying to have a baby with my husband for so long, I hadn't even realized it how much I had needed sex. For the past two years me and my husband have been constantly made a job of making a baby and there I realized how we had forgot the making love.
I can't comprehend how good my brother in law felt inside me! His touches, his kisses, him tasting me and me tasting him, pleasuring ourselves in front of each other. I loved it, but for me it was just sex, not love or having a crush on on him. And after it he was again, like it had never happened which was kind of frightening too, like didn't he felt anything. But I didn't let it bother me.
When I got back home, I wasn't feeling quilty, because I hadn't had hots for my brother in law. I had hots only for the moment to relax, if you can catch what I'm trying to explain. It was also like my love for my husband had restarted. We didn't had time to make love with my husband, but I was for example waiting him to get out of work, and I missed him! Of course I knew I had cheated on my husband and I realized it was wrong but we had decided not to say anything about it and when I got back home, I was more relaxed that my husband even mentioned how I had needed it.
Yet a few of months ago at spring, I noticed I'm pregnant, and I know for a fact that it can't be my husband. Then, in ultra scan, it turned out we are having twins. My husband is happy. He's like a puppy and have been making everything ready for our babies to arrive. I'm happy too. I'm not feeling quilty.
I told my brother in law that I'm pregnant after first pregnancy test I had done at home. He was the first to know, weeks before I told my husband. Yet, I didn't told him at first that they're his but I guess I didn't had to.
After the ultra scan I admitted he's the father. He was glad that I had told him as he had been thinking about it. He has no need to be the father and he said he doesn't want to break our marriage for the sake of the babies, wanting them to have great parents. But when I show him the picture, we end up in bed again.
Then it was different. I felt cold and bad and worried. It didn't felt good at all. All the "magic" was gone. He hadn't tried to seduce me and I had just asked would he like to.
I'm not going to have sex with him again. I'm thankful for what he have gave us and if everything goes right, I won't tell my husband that I'm pregnant for his brothers babies. He's so happy and my brother in law is also happy for us, and I want him to be godfather for our babies.
