How A Lesbian My Age Gets Pregnant

At 37 I was cruising in my career unattached minding my own business. I went to Jamaica with a friend, nothing sexual. After I got back I was talking to a coworker and he told me about a Jamaican restaurant deep in the black part of town. He said he had a good report on it and we should go try it out.

In addition to being totally unfamiliar with the area, it was a good 30 minutes from work, not counting parking. But I accepted, let my supervisor know I was going with him, and it would be a two hour lunch. The place was very different, the food very different, not what we had at the resort and we were one of two white couples there. Not that we were a couple.

At the car, before getting in he said 'I've been thinking of fucking you'. I was stunned into silence. I had no comeback. I sat in silence while he went on about a customer. When we got back to the office, before turning the car off 'let me know when you're available'.

I confess to being totally distracted the rest of the afternoon. When I was ready to leave I noticed his car was still in the parking lot, so I went back up to his floor and knocked before entering. I said to him 'now is a good time'.

He shut down his computer and followed me home. I asked for a few minutes to straighten up, clear the dishes in the sink, make sure the bathroom didn't have anything embarrassing. He was my first male guest ever.

I had some wine but he turned it down, so I asked him if he wanted to go ahead with the business at hand. He stood and watched me undress, until I stood before him naked. He undressed and it struck me just how much bigger he is than I am. He told me to lay back and get ready, and I did. He came over and got on top of me, and two minutes later he got off and that's all there was to it. I didn't tell him right then, that he was the first man to fuck me.

I walked around for the next two weeks counting the days down, but there was no red river. Six weeks later no red river. I tested myself and confirmed that way that I was pregnant. I went to a clinic and they ran the tests and confirmed I was pregnant. They wanted to run tests for transmittable diseases. Nothing came up. I got a lecture on one night stands. My nurse wasn't that surprised when I let her know it was my first time.

I let him know when I was 12 weeks pregnant, he told me to watch my prenatal care and be a good mother. I realized then that I was going to go through with it. I asked him if he wanted to be involved. He said he was involved, so I clarified, was he going to be a 'father' or was he just a sperm donor.

He said later he would be a father, but that meant I had to let him in, to all of it. "All in" is what he said.

I'm the mother, obvious. He is the father, not so obvious except to some people. The infant is still on breast milk, and I'm on maternity leave. He's asking when I'm going to be available, because he wants to get it 'in' me. I guess I'm available now.