I was an athlete in high school. My tall 6'3 frame and muscular build made me a natural at many things. Captain of the football team, and pitcher for the baseball team. I once pitched a perfect game that led to our high school winning the championship that year -- thanks to my outfield team that caught the few balls the other side managed to hit before the baseball zipped into the catcher's mitt. My athletic accomplishments were enough to secure a full ride at the state university. I wasn't the smartest guy, with a C- average so I knew an academic scholarship would not present itself.
I needed it too as my family was dirt poor. There would be no money for tuition. Dad was a hopeless alcoholic, so I spent most of my teen years getting odd jobs to support our family.
I actually applied myself initially and got a B- average the first semester.
During my second semester, however, maybe it was genetic and because it was spring, but I started partying too hard. I had a lot of fun during that time and scored a lot with the women who were drawn to my muscles and Prince Harry ginger hair that I grew shoulder length as I developed a casual appearance during my party days. But I ended up paying a huge price for my partying. I was kicked out of school.
After this, I had to move back home. Dad was in the process of dying from his alcoholism, and mom and my younger brother needed help -- to have a man in the house as well as financially.
I struggled to find work as my reputation in town had taken a hit from my partying. After a few months of working in a supermarket stocking shelves, and a shorter stint as a car salesman, I knew this wasn't going anywhere.
The only thing I could think of was to join the military.
I worked hard to advance in my career. I advanced faster than I initially thought. I think it was because Major Winston had taken me under his wing. He offered advice, and I'm sure he greased the wheels in a few promotions. I was forever grateful.
After a few years, I met the love of my life Cindy. Her blond hair, nice tits, and trim figure was intriguing to me. We dated a few times (fucking each time of course), and finally we both decided to get hitched. I knew her from high school, briefly dated, but we both were seeing other people at that time, and it didn't seem to work out. But when we met again years later - pure electricity.
I was still in the military but mostly worked at a local base. I had transferred a lot in previous years but seemed to be settled in this location near our home town. Cindy got a job as a secretary on the base, so it was perfect.
Cindy was on birth control initially because we didn't want kids early on. After about 6 years of marriage, she went off birth control and was pregnant in 3 months.
Now with the baby, Cindy was hoping we could get out of the military so we wouldn't have the potential of relocating when the military needed us to. She wanted to raise our family where we both were raised. Small town, neighbor helping neighbor, strong community connections, etc. She networked with other gals and found a secretarial job outside of the military in a local business that she could mostly work from home. She worked there a month and then saw that there was an opening that would be perfect for me. After turning my life around and with the quick pace of my promotions, they thought I would be great in the role. After my interview, they offered me a job.
The only thing was of course, I had to resign from the military. I was hoping that Major Winston wouldn't be disappointed in me and could help me negotiate a nice parting agreement. I knew him well enough that I would stop by his house at any time.
In my anxiousness to get the ball rolling, I stopped at Major Winston's house on the way home. I told Cindy I was stopping there and might have dinner with him and I'd be there a while. When I arrived, his wife Jenna said he was just finishing up at the base and would be home soon. She invited me in and offered me a drink.
Since I wanted to cut the nerves and get some liquid courage, of course I said yes.
She poured me a drink and brought it over. I noticed how big her breasts were and what a hot body. She had just come from the gym. She was a little sweaty and apologized.
As I started to drink, I started feeling a bit nauseous and laid down on the couch. I saw her come over to me, and she had taken off her clothes. That was the last thing I remember before I passed out.
When I woke up, I took a while to get oriented. I realized from the cool air on my skin that I was now naked. And that was just the start. As I started to wake up more, I wanted to get up--but I was bound to the sofa with thick rope.
Obviously, Jenna spiked my drink. Now that I was waking up, she came over and said. "I haven't been honest with you. The major is not coming home shortly. He's away overnight.
I've always admired your rugged good looks. I know a lot of women don't like, but gingers really turn me on.
I know that Cindy is expecting your first child. And I need you to put a baby in me."
I was not quite lucid. Am I dreaming?
Jenna said. "Yes, Major Winston had taken a shine to you and helped you move along in your military career. But who do you think motivated him? It was I that wanted to see you succeed. I've been watching you at our dinner parties, and you always get me wet. I try not to show it especially because I really do like Cindy. But I need this. You need to put a baby in me now that I know your sperm is strong. Harold (Major Winston) and I have been trying, but I think he's shooting blanks"
"I just came over to ask about leaving so I could take on this job."
"I already know about the job, I have contacts there. Why do you think you got such a generous offer? You owe me, and you will give me your seed as payment"
By this time, I was pretty much recovered from the drug. And I was realizing what was happening and what she wanted. I could see her pussy was wet. She had been fingering herself while talking to me. I immediately got rock hard, precum dripping from the head of my long uncut cock.
"I had to tie you up because you need to be mine. I can't have you run away. You need to fill me, no questions asked. You want an honorable discharge? You will need to discharge your hot seed into my waiting fertile pussy".
And with that she moved to the couch and guided my pulsating dick into her wet pussy. I loved Cindy so much; I tried to stop it. I was tied up and tried to free myself, but couldn't undo the knots. Jenna probably learned some of the knots from Major Winston. I resisted thrusting but Cindy did most of that for me, lifting herself up and down on my dick initially.
But after a few strokes courtesy of Jenna, I became harder than I've ever been.
