I got married when I was 19 to my high school boyfriend. I am 26 and I am not happy at all. He drinks and hangs out with his buddies after work, they all work at the refinery. He comes in half drunk, sometimes he wants sex, but most of the time he falls asleep before he can make it happen. We have money problems, I have a job but he spends so much money with his friends and he bought a new truck we cannot afford. He is not the boy I knew in high school. I tell you this because what I am going to say next is very bad.

I let a man in his sixties have sex with me. He works at the 7-11 which is down the street from me and he always stares when I go in. It was after nine and I needed to buy cigarettes so I went to the store but I didn't wear a bra, I am not some big boob woman but I do have nice boobs and I had on a tank top and I could feel my nipples against my top, when I got in the store my nipples really popped out because of the air conditioning. When I was at the counter the man stared at my nipples and my pants got hot. When he gave me my change I held his hand and asked him if he wanted me to suck his cock.

He didn't answer so I asked him again, I told him I wanted to and I got behind the counter with him and while he stood at the counter I sucked his cock. He didn't get hard for the longest time but then he did and I sucked him but I just could not make him cum. He was hard and I got up between him and the counter and pushed my pants down and told him to fuck me before his cock got soft again. He fucked me and it only took a couple of fucks for him to cum.

I went home with his cum and didn't wash myself when I got home. I wanted my husband to fuck me with the man's cum still inside me but my husband passed out and never got hard. This happened once.

I got pregnant. My baby is dark with black hair and dark eyes. My husband is totally white and I guess there were a couple of border girls on my mother's side, but my baby is dark. My husband is so stupid he never questions anything. I took the baby with me and I had a DNA test done and it came back that he has significant south Asian genes, the 7-11 man is from Pakistan so I know for sure he is the father.

I want to get divorced, I really don't love my husband. My baby is like the last straw, my husband is so drunk he can't even get it hard enough to fuck me and get me pregnant and that old man fucked me once and hit the mark. Day care takes up all of my money so I have to find another man first. I don't know how to go about finding another man. The men at my work are all married and I don't get out much anymore because of the baby. I can't ask for help from anyone, I have gone on some of these dating web sites but I have to lie and the one date I went on ended as soon as I told him I had a son.

I know this is a depressing story, it is only more depressing because it is all true.