RandeeeBestes

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My Husband Doesn't Know. . .

Back in 2011 I was 34 in my 39-year-old husband took a job out west so that I could go to grad school at a school I really wanted to go to. So we moved from the east coast to the West Coast. I immediately met a guy in my class who was 5 yrs my jr but every bit my type in a way I never thought possible. I'm not going to say I ever wanted to be with this guy but I will also say I've never wanted a guy as bad as I wanted this one. For 3 years straight I try my best to come on to him in subtle yet persistent ways but it just seemed like he either wasn't taking the hint or wasn't interested. This was very confusing for me because my entire life I have always received a ton of attention from Men of all ages all of the time everywhere I go. I am well aware that I am very attractive and I'm sure it does not hurt that I have huge boobs which I prominently display anytime there's an opportunity for cleavage to come out. Yes, I'm That girl. I always dress cute and wear heels and show my cleavage and do my makeup. Before I quit my day job to go to grad school full time I was a professional makeup artist. Anyway, I had never really tried to come on to a guy before because I'd never really had to so it was very frustrating to fail each time. Finally one day, this guy, who I guess you could say I was on pretty good terms with even though nothing had ever happened, needed a ride home from class because his car was in the shop. We got to his apartment and asked if I could come inside and use the restroom. Afterwards, we sat on the couch and talked for a few minutes. I noticed that he kept staring at my boobs and in general had been looking at me in a way I had not noticed before over the last few weeks. Then I remembered that before the semester started I made a conscious decision to start not wearing my ring to class around him to see if he would notice, which eventually he did and he asked me about it. I told him that my husband and I were going through a rough patch and that we were still living together but we were living as if we were separated. This wasn't true but I didn't want him to have any reason to hesitate. Finally, I decided as we were sitting there to just go for it and I came out and just asked him bluntly if he wanted to fuck me. This led to him eventually pinning me down on his bed and thrusting his dick inside of me for about 3 minutes before he was forced to pull out all over my tits. I was disappointed because the whole reason I have been trying to seduce him for so long would it because I wanted to get pregnant by him. I wanted to have his baby because I knew that this baby would end up being beautiful. My husband on the other hand is not a very good looking person but he doesn't make a lot of money and I know him whenever leave me so I figured having a beautiful kid by another guy but leaving my husband to think it's his kid would be the best of both worlds and this was the plan I had set in motion for several years now and thought it was about to come into fruition. Even if he had not pulled out on this occasion I probably still would not have gotten pregnant because I wasn't ovulating but he would have at least gotten comfortable with the idea of coming inside me. I told him I was on the pill and that he didn't have to pull out next time... And from that point forward he never did. Finally after about 3 or 4 months my period was late one day so I took a pregnancy test and sure enough I was pregnant. I immediately came up with a plan to seduce my husband by getting him drunk and riding him until he finished my inside me as a way to justify the unexpected conception. We rarely had sex and when we did i either made him pull out or put a condom on. So i figured the booze would explain the spontaneous risky romp. I also went no contact with the guy who got me pregnant. I never told him and we never spoke again. As far as i know he doesn't know I have a child much less that it is his! My husband has no clue... Or if he does he keeps it to himself. My lul girl is absolutely gorgeous and looks much more like myself with some of her (biological) father's features and absolutely nothing like my husband.

I know this was a horrible thing to do not just to my husband or the other guy but also to my child. I wasn't thinking of any of that at the time. It's hard to explain but i was single-mindedly determined to make this happen. Like some innate biological instinct had taken over my body and mind and the closer i got to 40 the more obsessed (or possessed lol) i felt. Still i know i am a horrible person and a shitty wife and you probably will say i am a horrible mother even though i think i am a fabulous mom. My lil girl is my reason for breathing and i put every ounce of my being into my loving her. But still, how many people can say they purposely planned an extramarital pregnancy with the explicit intention of deceiving everyone involved simply so they could have the shallow satisfaction of having a good looking kid, reliving their youth through a beautiful child, and going to suck extreme lengths to make it happen? Not many, i bet. But I did... And no else has ever had a clue... Until now! And i know, i know,... Ancestry DNA databases will probably out me eventually. Oh, well. I prob deserve everything coming.