Straight Male / 49
I Got Her Pregnant, Still Friends With Her, She's Seventy
Three friends and me went skying in Utah over winter break. Three guys and a girl. All of us freshmen. On the second day I missed the trail and hit a tree and ended up in a hospital with a concussion and a broken leg. I didn't have insurance so they wanted me out of there in a hurry. My friends left to get back to campus. I was sent to a shelter.
A nurse at the hospital came by to pick me up and take me home with her until I could make arrangements for my family to get me home. I was in bed, on the couch, because of the concussion. And the cast on my leg was a big problem. My mother told me all she could send was bus ride by Western Union. The nurse told me to stay, until the doctor cleared me.
She decided I needed to get an education and was surprised some college girl hadn't taken advantage of me. She gave me a blowjob, and stood in front of me naked. I realized she wasn't a college girl, she was actually going to turn forty. I got my first time with her. Which wasn't easy. I suppose I had a smile, which she told me what I'd done wasn't anything special. Talk about busting my ego.
I stayed with her for three weeks before I caught the bus to Phoenix. By the time I caught the bus I was getting along on my crutches. I got an extra long hug and kiss when I was leaving. She put a note in my shirt and told me not to read it until the bus was outside Utah.
"I think maybe you're going to be a papa. If that comes to be, thank you".
She left her name, address and phone number.
A boy. My son. He's thirty.
A nurse at the hospital came by to pick me up and take me home with her until I could make arrangements for my family to get me home. I was in bed, on the couch, because of the concussion. And the cast on my leg was a big problem. My mother told me all she could send was bus ride by Western Union. The nurse told me to stay, until the doctor cleared me.
She decided I needed to get an education and was surprised some college girl hadn't taken advantage of me. She gave me a blowjob, and stood in front of me naked. I realized she wasn't a college girl, she was actually going to turn forty. I got my first time with her. Which wasn't easy. I suppose I had a smile, which she told me what I'd done wasn't anything special. Talk about busting my ego.
I stayed with her for three weeks before I caught the bus to Phoenix. By the time I caught the bus I was getting along on my crutches. I got an extra long hug and kiss when I was leaving. She put a note in my shirt and told me not to read it until the bus was outside Utah.
"I think maybe you're going to be a papa. If that comes to be, thank you".
She left her name, address and phone number.
A boy. My son. He's thirty.
