This is a long story so buckle up! It started at work. We had a safety meeting every morning and I was the youngest guy on the crew and there was only one girl under thirty but I knew she had a significant other at the time. So I kept my head down and worked but as I went about my duties I’d end up passing her and couldn’t help but admire her nice ass. That was as far as it went. She disappeared from work and I assumed she’d changed jobs or had moved.

I left that job and worked away for a couple years and during the last stint of me being away I got a message from her. After chatting for a bit she told me she’d had an eye for me before I left and hadn’t been able to quit thinking about me but had not approached me because she was almost a decade older than I was and didn’t want to feel like a “cradle robber”. Her next message caught me off guard “I want to have some fun”. I didn’t have a ton of experience with women at the time so I asked her if she wanted to play a board game or something. After her basically hand leading me to the fact she wanted to sext/hookup I was blown away. So we kept talking and more for a bit but she got more demanding and my work didn’t leave me enough time to pay her attention so we drifted apart. It was a little more than half a year before I was home and in true fashion to myself went to my favourite drinking establishment. You can guess who was there, she approached me and said we’d talk tomorrow.

The next day I got a message from her that she wanted to come over and talk. So I gave her my address and she was over in ten minutes. I was so excited I jumped clear over the coffee table and hugged her at the door. We sat on the couch about a seat apart and talked for a good hour before she had to leave. She slid over to me put a hand on my thigh and kissed me which gave me an instant erection, not to mention my heart went insane. She walked to the door and when she turned around said “I hope I can come by soon?” Followed immediately after by “Is that your heart?!” Which was beating loudly enough to be heard across the room. I admitted it was my heart and walked to the door to give her another hug. The kiss we shared started small but wound up with me pinning her against the wall in a steamy make out session we kissed so savagely our teeth almost ground together and it hurt a little. Sadly she did have to leave but told me she’d definitely let me know when she was free. I was over the moon. We talked and sexted a lot over the next week with her coming by on her lunch break where we devoured each other but never managed to have enough time to get naked. That weekend she messaged me that she was free and to come to her place. I drove over and she invited me inside. I discovered she had a daughter under two years old which prompted a serious discussion. After her assuring me that her old partner and her had split and more she had to put the kid to bed. I sat waiting on the couch and when she came back dressed in a very thin shirt and very short tight lululemon shorts I got an erection luckily hidden my my pants. She settled on the couch beside me half draped across my lap breasts pressing against my arm as she picked a movie and snuggled in. It wasn’t long before her hand wandered across my flat stomach up and down my chest, stroked my thigh before settling on my crotch. Which to her surprise housed my painfully erect dick. She gave me a little knowing smile and slid off the couch and deftly undid my pants as she did. She took me in her hand and with a little twist and stroke kissed the tip of my dick which made me moan. She stripped her shirt off and took me in her mouth barely long enough to get my dick wet before coyly leaning back and asking “Do you want me?”. “”Gods yes!” Was my answer. She rolled onto her back and in the same motion managed to pull her shorts off as well. Laying there on the floor legs splayed open her pussy the prettiest shade of pink, the vision of sensual and sexy she said “Come take me.” My clothes were ripped off as fast as I could get them off. Then I was on top of her making out, elbows supports me on the floor with my hands tangled in her hair. Tip of my dick pressed against the entrance of her pussy, I asked if we should use a condom but she just groaned and wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me in. It was my first time being in a girl raw and the intensity of what I felt had me groaning hard into her mouth. She rocked her hips a little and that was all the encouragement I needed to start stroking in and out of her. I lost myself to the feeling of her pressed against me, around me hot and wet, her mouth on mine, as she scratched my back up in ecstasy. I didn’t last long before feeling the urge to finish and with the fleeting half thought that I should pull out, finished and I stroked in and out of her. Toe curling hard, my mind was over whelmed in the pleasure. I didn’t stop and kept stroking in and out. My dick almost numb as my brain went into overdrive with worry I’d get her pregnant but as sensation returned I lost coherent thought. It was a little while longer before I finished again and I think she knew that I’d absolutely painted her insides my particular shade of virile white. She gave me a little push on the shoulder and I backed off. She gave me a little smile and asked if I’d let her up which I did. Sitting beside each other chests heaving she asked me if I had finished and I told her that I’d finished twice inside. The grin she gave me was positively wicked and after giving me a little kiss I asked if she wanted me to get her a plan B the next day but she said she’d take care of it. But that in the future I’d have to either pull out or bring condoms or we’d be having a kid together. I trusted her and the next couple weeks went by with its share of steamy meetups and sex. I was sure to pullout everytime despite how badly I didn’t want to. She had a towel and body wash at my place so she wouldn’t go back to work after we spent her entire lunch break sleeping with each other feeling of sex.

At the third week mark I had to leave town for a bit to do a job and the day I left I’d came all over her stomach. She’d opted not to shower that day and her texted as I left town was so hot “You’re on me.” It felt so possessive that I’d left her with my essence on her and she’d chosen to keep it as a reminder that she was mine. The first week I was away she texted me that her HGH hormone was high. I didn’t even know what the meant at the time. After explaining it she said she must be ovulating or something had driven it up but that it was ok and she wouldn’t be pregnant. It was also at this juncture she dropped a bomb on me that she hadn’t actually separated from the father of her firstborn. Every red flag and alarm went off in my head and I felt like such a dirty piece of shit. I told her that in order to continue she’d have to talk with him and actually break things off before anything more could happen between us. We didn’t talk for a couple days and she called me crying that she’d had the talk with him and she was now single but he’d decided to let her stay with him because of their child. Our conversation for the next five or so days was not what it had been but I warmed back up to her and we were chatting again as we had before. This is around the one month mark where she said her HGH was still high but it could take a bit before decreasing. At the month and a half mark we were talking as regular while I was still away for work when she asked “What do you think are good kids names?”. The alarms went off in my head and I asked if she was pregnant. Her response was she’d done a test the night before and she was…

I at the time was in no way ready for a family and was struggling to cover my rent as I job hopped. I was so stressed out and really thought into it. After a great deal of thinking and some asking around I had everything I needed to figure out what she was up to. She hadn’t actually broke things off with her first borns dad and hadn’t taken the plan B. I was the third guy she had started an affair with the intention of leaving him after locking another guy into his place with a kid. She was trying to baby trap me, I was panicked at the thought of starting a family in such a way. A lot happened very fast. She tried everything to keep me on board from “from fucking him and telling it was his, that she was going to have it regardless because it was difficult for her to conceive, it was too late to do anything to stop it from happening, etc” I wouldn’t have been able to let her raise our kid alone so was trying to figure out my life in short order to make things possible. At the two month mark her body rejected the pregnancy and she miscarried. At the time I was relieved and broke things off with her completely. Now years later I can’t help but wonder how different life would have been if she’d carried to term and irrevocably changed both lives. Thanks for reading and this is a true story that happened to me!