This something that happened five years ago, and I have still never told anyone about it, and live in a sort of fear that anyone will ever find out.
It was at a time when things were not going at all well between mt husband and myself, and seriously hadn't been for quite a while. This was hardly a secret and my son, who was eighteen at the time, and he knew, of course. His father had several affairs, which naturally I was unhappy about. David, my son, thought that I should leave his father, which I was reluctant to do. His father was often away on business for several days at a time, and naturally David and I had started to become quite closer. This was something that we both liked and appreciated and that was important for both of us under the circumstances. Without quite intending to, we found ourselves becoming romantically inclined. It was nice and just between the two of us, and one day we allowed ourselves to get carried away and we had sex.I know that we were both surprised by this, but it had felt so wonderful being intimate together. The only problem was, that this had not been planned and we had used no protection. Well, I foolishly thought that it would be okay. Then, a month later, I discovered that I was pregnant, and of course David was the father. This was the worst situation imaginable. David and I were both distressed over this outcome. Well, I made up my mind to leave his father and not tell him of course that I was pregnant, and I just could not bring myself to have an abortion. David was very supportive and said that was fine, and that he understood. With it now just being the two of us, David and I enjoyed having a romantic affair and we continued to have intercourse (now withouyt worry). Nine months later I gave birth to his little brother. We have moved and we now live as husbnad and wife, which has worked out very nicely and is a situation that we are both happy about. Of course, we both are afraid that someday someone will find out the truth, and in the future we are not sure at all how to handle David's little brother ever finding out who his father is, with the idea that it might be best just never to tell him. This is a delima, because on the one hand it would seem that he has the right to know, and on the other that it would be better if he never did know this. As it stands now, David and I have decided that it would be best to keep this a complete secret. If anyone has any comment to make on this situation, it would be appreciated.