In college I went to study abroad. While there I met a man who was divorced and held a very high position in a large company. He liked me and I spent a lot of time with him. I admit that I was impressed with the money, and all the nice things. But, I also liked him, and I liked being with him. The only little thing was that I was 20 and he was 47 and I was American and he was not, and he had a public life and I was there for fun, afterall I was leaving at the end of the semester. Still though, being with him was something I liked very very much, and I gave myself to having sex with him, the closeness I felt with him was very strong.

When it was time to come home, I did something that was not right, I let myself get pregnant. My thoughts were that I would come home with a baby and I would have the baby as a secret and never tell him. But my plans did not work, yes I did get pregnant and yes I did have the baby and he came to see me and found me with the baby. He was to say the least very upset about me having the baby like that. The only thing he approved of was that I named her Cristina.

It became very clear that he was not done with me, at all. With the baby he was going to be involved and he was going to make sure that I kept myself for him. I know that at that moment in time he just became attached to his daughter, and there was not going to be any such thing as him not getting involved. I suspect that he was also attached to me, but he had been comfortable with a tryst or affair. But not after the baby came to light.

He went back, and we spoke almost daily, and my life started to revolve around reporting to him. When he was away, it was not the same as when I was with him, I thought I had my own life. In the summer, he paid for me to go see him, and he put us up in a quiet apartment, and told me he wanted me to stay there and live there. He wanted his mistress and daughter close. I told him I didn't do mistress, if he wanted me close he would marry me.

So that is why we got married, and he immediately regretted it. He has exposed himself in all which ways, married to him I had rights to his fortune, because there was no pre-nup, just a quickie wedding at a seaside resort. His ex-wife became very difficult, him with a young wife and a small child did not go with her plans and she let me know it. I was an unwelcome intruder. So I got pregnant again, on purpose, just to piss her off.

We live a cross ocean marriage, I have a home here and a home there. And we travel a lot back and forth. This man is going to have a family with me whether that was his plan or not, I have told him, I was not stopping at two, he can afford four or six and I am going to have as many as I can. My dream was always to have a whole lot of kids, and now I have the chance to live my dream. And if his ex-wife can't has a heart attack about it, I don't care.

No one over here understands that for me it is a chance to live the life that I always wanted, and being married to my husband allows me to have that. His age is not a factor in my day to day life, I don't even notice how old he is, 62 now and still quite able to keep having kids. I will have six, I have five now and I will have six.

I may look like a gold digger, and maybe I am, but I have been a wife for over 15 years, and I have five kids, and I keep two homes, and I can keep his motor running and by God that is what I am going to do. If his ex-wife would have had kids, I am sure that he would not have divorced her. So she gave up her chance, she should have thought about that little thing, a man also wants kids and that is what I give him, lots of kids and he is all over them. And that I am an American who has gotten a bit fuller over the years, and not stayed pencil thin like her, he likes American made and he likes meat on the bone.

He may have never thought that a nice full sized 30 something, American woman, was going to be his cup of tea, but he gets on and goes for all he is worth, while his petite little ex-wife stays home and looks after the dogs.