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Men Only
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Straight Male / 38
Indiscretion, Purgatory, And Back In Good Graces
I was married less than six months when I cheated with a girl from work. She got pregnant and I had to confess both the cheating and the pregnancy. She said nothing, except to tell me I couldn't sleep with her. The cold realization that my marriage was over overtook the room. At that moment, my feelings were invested with the girl at work not my wife.
My wife called the girl and told her that the baby was ours and we were going to take the baby once it was born. My wife was the one to select the doctor, and she was going to be involved with the pregnancy day by day. She said, she meant it, she carried it out. Measuring her belly every week with her tape measure from her sowing kit. She set up the nursery, had a baby shower for the baby at which both she and the expectant mother were present.
I was still in the dog house, she hadn't warmed up, I was frozen out. The girl told me my wife had assured her she could be the baby's mom as much as she wanted.
The birth of the baby came, my wife attended the delivery, the birth mom breast fed the baby for six months, and my wife came to me and told me she was planning on a baby and she wanted the two babies spaced 18 months apart. So get ready. Purely conception sex. At that time I was done with the punishment, it was either a marriage or it wasn't. She assured me I was married, in case I had any ideas of something different. But she had not forgiven me.
Conception sex came and went, her fertility was at its height, she put me back in the deep freeze. At that point I told her it was either her or I was going to refresh my relationship with K, the girl from work. Her hand waved me towards K, if K accepted me then it was K, but K might not want yo go along. They were a team, they worked together, they decided when my punishment was over. They, not me, and K wasn't going to go against my wife. K told me as much, when my wife lifted the punishment we would talk, and that wouldn't be before she gave birth.
The birth came, my wife was happy with her baby, after three months she left the door unlocked, K got sweeter, the thaw was on. The permafrost I had been in was deep and it took another six months before my wife was back to being a newlywed bride. K is her handmaiden, they are inseparable, they have a bond of motherhood. More than once my wife has mentioned if it hadn't been K, there would never be redemption.
My wife called the girl and told her that the baby was ours and we were going to take the baby once it was born. My wife was the one to select the doctor, and she was going to be involved with the pregnancy day by day. She said, she meant it, she carried it out. Measuring her belly every week with her tape measure from her sowing kit. She set up the nursery, had a baby shower for the baby at which both she and the expectant mother were present.
I was still in the dog house, she hadn't warmed up, I was frozen out. The girl told me my wife had assured her she could be the baby's mom as much as she wanted.
The birth of the baby came, my wife attended the delivery, the birth mom breast fed the baby for six months, and my wife came to me and told me she was planning on a baby and she wanted the two babies spaced 18 months apart. So get ready. Purely conception sex. At that time I was done with the punishment, it was either a marriage or it wasn't. She assured me I was married, in case I had any ideas of something different. But she had not forgiven me.
Conception sex came and went, her fertility was at its height, she put me back in the deep freeze. At that point I told her it was either her or I was going to refresh my relationship with K, the girl from work. Her hand waved me towards K, if K accepted me then it was K, but K might not want yo go along. They were a team, they worked together, they decided when my punishment was over. They, not me, and K wasn't going to go against my wife. K told me as much, when my wife lifted the punishment we would talk, and that wouldn't be before she gave birth.
The birth came, my wife was happy with her baby, after three months she left the door unlocked, K got sweeter, the thaw was on. The permafrost I had been in was deep and it took another six months before my wife was back to being a newlywed bride. K is her handmaiden, they are inseparable, they have a bond of motherhood. More than once my wife has mentioned if it hadn't been K, there would never be redemption.
