Maryanne, was living with her boyfriend, Tom, in Hollywood but was
unmarried, and I was married and living with her and our daughter in the
San
Gabriel Valley, worked in the same office of a steamship line, I as a
Sales
Representative, and Maryanne as an Outbound Freight Documentation Clerk,
in Los
Angeles. Maryanne was 5'8", blond, blue-eyed, and had a "bod"
made for making
babies. One could not see her in her tight-fitting blue jeans without
envisioning how hard her butt could possibly squeeze love juices from
your cock.
And when she wore a dress, even though her dresses usually covered her
legs, it
was obvious that there was a very ample "playground" that was
being covered with
flowing cloth. We often flirted back and forth at work, but we could do
nothing
romantically because of company policies against it.
As our relationship continued, Maryanne began
dropping hints about how she would
like to get pregnant, but her boyfriend who had been in a previous relationship
with yet another "fox" was not interested in becoming a daddy.
We often would go
to lunch together and on one of these occasions she advised that he
would not
fuck her without using a rubber (later... much later, she and I found
out that
this was just an excuse of his, by his "hiding" something
else). I advised her
that I did not believe in using rubbers. At that she made a strong suggestion
that we should "do something" about her desire to get preggie,
and that maybe I
could help her?
My boss had recently transferred to another
company, another steamship line, and
he began seriously trying to "woo" me to that company where
he worked. With
Maryanne's latest expressed desire, I took the following day off work
and went
down to the offices of that other company and saw my old boss. He made
me an
offer I could not refuse at a light raise in pay as well as taking over
as his
Sales and Marketing Director, and I returned to work to submitted my
resignation, to be effective in 2 weeks. One of the provisions of my
new
employment was that on my first day at work, I had to go to San Francisco
to the
Bay Area office for a 2-week indoctrination trip, where the new company
I would
be with would provide me with a hotel room, meals and an expense allowance.
With
my new position I was awarded a company car as soon as I accepted his
offer.
As soon as the day at work came to an end, I
went by Maryanne's desk and told
her what I had done, and told her that we needed to go across the street
after
work because I had some excellent news for her that I thought she'd
love to
hear.
When we got over to the bar and got our drinks,
I told her about the upcoming
San Francisco trip, complete with my new VW Jetta as a company car...
If looks
could have raped me on the spot, her pussy would have been flooded.
She said
that she had been saving up her vacation time to return home to West
Virginia,
to visit her family, and that she had 2 weeks coming. She said that
now that I
was headed to San Francisco, that she would instead go up there with
me.
We made preparations the very next day for her
to take her vacation. My boss at
my present job got pissed off at me for quitting and decided to let
me go early
instead of making me stay the last two weeks, and 3 days later was my
last
working day. Maryanne continued working. I went to my new job and my
new boss
had given me my new VW Jetta early and told me to go and have some fun
for the
next week or so before I had to be in San Francisco.
I swung by the old office and waited for Maryanne
to get off work. She was very
excited, and we took off for the beach. Her boyfriend was a stunt man
for one of
the movie studios and currently was in Italy on location. As we headed
for the
beach, we began discussing our upcoming trip to San Francisco, and I
told her
that I thought she needed some erotic wear, because whilst we were in
Frisco,
she was going to be my "bride". We stopped by Fredericks of
Hollywood and I put
about $2000 of expense-account see through nighties, crotchless panties
on my
company tab, before going across the street where we found a 1 carat
engagement
"rock" to slip onto her finger. Afterwards we continued on
to the nudist area of
Point Dume Beach, where we got naked and began erotically teasing each
other.
She was very enthusiastic about having my barebacked piston in her heated
cave,
and as I began shooting into her heated depths, she began crying out
about
wanting to have my baby.
We fucked every night. I would meet her after
work and we would go to the nudist
beach and fuck until I was fucked dry, before I took her home and then
returned
home myself.
The day she left on her vacation, I swung by
her office to pick her up as she
had to do some last minute work. As soon as we were on the I-405 headed
north,
she made a surpise announcement... her monthly fertility high began
that morning
she was feeling very horny. It was about all I could do to continue
driving. She
crawled into the back seat to change into a pair of very tight hot pants
and
tube top, from the dress she had worn to work, and then crawled back
into the
front seat. She would not let me touch her, however. She wanted to make
every
seed count that night in the hotel room.
We fucked 3 times each night for those two weeks.
We returned to Los Angeles,
and every day I took her to Lunch, and then after work we would go to
a motel
room and fuck ourselves silly, before going to our respective homes
each night.
Thinking back on it, it was a bit strange... she never did have a period.
We would discover her to begin having morning
sickness. I took her to a doctor
friend and he did some tests on her and found her to be very much pregnant.
Inasmuch as we had been fucking very naturally on a nudist beach, we
began
making arrangements with this doctor friend for our baby to be born
in the water
at the beach. Maryanne liked this idea immensely because she felt it
would be
much easier on her in labor, as well as it would not be any sudden exposure
for
our baby, again because it would be going from one fluid existence to
another.
But because of the often unsanitary conditions of the beach, our doctor
highly
recommended that if we wanted a water birth, that we do so in a hot
tub and he
advised that he would be on hand in case of delivery problems. Our plans
were
for me to be naked with Maryanne in the water and to receive our baby
as it
emerged from her womb.
I wanted to divorce my wife and marry her and
have a family with her. I probably
would have, but Tom's father passed away and the boyfriend made her
accompany
him home to West Virginia. While there, apparently he discovered her
to be
pregnant, and he tricked her at the last moment as they were returning
to Los
Angeles, by getting on the airplane at the last minute with her airline
ticket
in his pocket and refusing to let her have it, stranding her. I found
out later
that she had found out that her boyfriend was sterile, so he knew that
she had
been fucking around on him. I never could find her again... somewheres
my son or
daughter is running around West Virginia. The last contact I had on
her was that
she was in Beckley, WV. I have tried to find her, to no avail. If anyone
knows
of a Maryanne Goode, or a Maryanne Jarrell back there, please contact
me at
[email protected].
I feel that I have been robbed of one of life's
greatest treasures by not being
able to be a daddy to my son or daughter.
