This 'old Man' Has It In Him

I belong to a special club, the arm candy wife. Back when I became his wife I was 23, a ballet dancer with a world renown company. He was a donor, of money not sperm. But he wanted to get me pregnant. It was "I can't believe you can get a woman pregnant", seeing as he was 63. Well I was wrong, not once but twice. He's 70 now, Grandpa with two toddlers.

I never thought he would actually marry me. To set the record straight, his wife of 38 years passed away before I met him that night when they were squeezing money out of him at the 'fund raiser'. Everything happened so quick, I was assigned to sit at his table. He looked at me and told me I was pretty, but I'd be prettier if I got off the steroids. Ballet dancers do not use steroids, I told him, ballet dancers are athletes in tutus.

He, the old rich man in him, said he would donate a hundred thousand dollars but only if I went out with him. Very much prohibited but my heart was beating too fast to say no. On our one and only date he said he would be proud to make a mother out of me. That's when I called him out, saying under my breath that good luck he couldn't do it. I found myself on his plane on the way to Las Vegas, and married. And the ballet got the hundred thousand, ballet dancer sold on the block to the rich guy.

He had it in him, and I was a mom within the year, and not one to take chances I made sure I was pregnant again. Now he's 70 and I'm on birth control, he's an old rich man and two's enough, I'm not taking any chances.