My name is Carla and I'm a thirty year old lawyer living in the Midwest. I will tell you the story about my very special meeting with a former high school friend Darren.
I'm single and have long shiny black hair and I guess you could say I'm shapely and pretty. I have clear white skin and weigh about one twenty. I'm slim and in shape being almost five foot five inches tall. I know I have the ability to turn heads but I spend a lot of time alone with my work.
Darren is a tall blonde guy that almost looks like he stepped off the front page of a beach magazine. I dated him a few times when we were in school but it was in my last year of high school and we never got closer. We went away to different colleges and got separated until now.
We hooked up in the last few months when we ran into each other through some friends and have been to lunch once but, because of our locations we have not spent any real time together. He had a short marriage but was divorced. We have a lot in common and spend many hours chatting when we are not busy. He was an amazing athlete and is now just an older version of how I remembered him from when we were young.
In one of our chats we got on the subject of children and I told him how I wanted a child of my own but had given up on finding a husband and lover. I was seriously considering the idea of having a baby on my own but I was not at all interested in any of the means of conception available so my plans were on hold and had sort of forgotten it. We talked about it in length and then he asked me if I might some time consider letting him help me to have a baby.
At first I took it as a joke and thought he was teasing me but soon realized he was serious. He went on to tell me about a situation where a friend of his had done something like that for a married friend. He told me how they got together alone and how it was a bit uncomfortable but it worked out for them.
I couldn't help but think about how perfect Darren would be to father my child. However I was sure I would be too shy to pull it off when the time came. Darren was well experienced and I sort of agreed with the idea. It had been a long time since I had sex with anyone and even then it was never with a guy like Darren so secretly I was very nervous.
I talked to my doctor about our plans and she was very supportive and gave me a complete medical, put me on vitamins and told me I was fine so we began counting, recording and measuring my temperatures. Every month just before my period there came a time that I would show increased lubrication and excitement and some of those days I got so turned on I even masturbated in the middle of the day. She explained how it was obviously the time of ovulation for me and that I should strive to be with Darren at that time.
We decided to go ahead with it and spend a few days together at a resort and just let things take their own course. We agreed that if things weren't comfortable we might not do anything at all and he promised not to push me in anyway and I trusted him so we set it up and made the reservation.
I arrived first and Darren turned up less then half an hour later. He hugged me and I barely came up to his shoulders. I was still amazed at how big a man he was and how good a shape he was in. He told me I looked gorgeous and I liked that but I was still a bit nervous. I wondered how Darren would handle it later so it wouldn't be embarrassing. I imagined we could turn the lights out and just get in bed as that was the easiest way to get it done. We made small talk and then decided to go out for dinner and spend a little time together away from the suite.
After a fine dinner at the resort's dinning room with some nice wine we walked to an excellent club the waiter recommended. I love to dance so I was having a wonderful time. As the night progressed he held me close and explored the contours of my body. I felt my growing heat and knew that Darren was using an elegant, very drawn-out foreplay and we spent much time looking into each other's eyes as we moved across the floor. He was slowly turning me on and I began to feel the excitement building.
We walked back to our suite holding hands and never once mentioned our reason for being there together. He kissed me as the door closed and I melted into his arms. The kiss was wet and urgent and without taking his lips off me he carried me to the large dimly lit bedroom. We were both breathing fast and my dress was on the floor around my ankles and I had to move slightly away from him as I unbuttoned his shirt. He quickly removed my black lace bra and bared my breasts. Then without stopping he slid my panties off and let them join my dress on the floor. My breasts are firm with small nipples that had been getting hard long before he touched them. At the base of my tummy the tuft of soft black hair was small and neatly trimmed.