This story includes themes of consensual non-monogamy, interracial sex, and impregnation sex. If you do not enjoy those themes then this is probably not the story for you. But, there are several million other stories on this site you might enjoy.
It should be obvious, but everyone in this story is an adult.
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"Hiroko, how would you like to spend a couple of years in SΓ£o Paulo, living the life of an expat?"
"What do you mean?"
"Jamie said I can take the SΓ£o Paulo posting if I want. There's a very nice apartment in a posh tower, paid for by the company. And they carry on paying my pension and stuff back here. But I also get an expat allowance. And it could lead to future promotions."
"What are the alternatives?"
"Well, I could stay here and moulder. Or there's a posting somewhere in Russia, or Norway. Russia sounds terrible and Norway is nice but horribly expensive. So how do you feel about living in SΓ£o Paulo? Maybe taking trips to cities like Rio, or even other countries in Latin America?"
"It sounds great! I can work from anywhere. And a little sun and Samba sounds good to me."
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So, a couple of months later, we moved into the company apartment. Our tower was quite close to Liberdade, the Japanese district. So Hiroko signed up to take remedial Japanese classes. Being brought up in Hull hadn't helped her find local Japanese speakers.
This turned out to be a wonderful choice.
"Donal! I met some lovely women at the Japanese centre. They invited us to join them at the beach this weekend."
"That sounds great. Let's hope there's an area with shade. If not, you stay with them and I'll sit in an ice cream shop."
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There was no shade at the beach. And Hiroko was practising her Japanese with her friends, anyway. It was an opportunity to test out some of the ice cream parlours.
Two hours later, I got a ping on my phone and Hiroko told me to meet her back at the car.
"That was so fun!" She exclaimed. "I have something to tell you while we're driving home."
We got in the car and relied on Google to tell us where to go, to help us get home.
"Did you see that Aoi and Rin are pregnant?"
"I could see that one was, I wasn't sure about the other." I replied.
"Well, guess how they got pregnant!"
"I know how it works, Hiroko. If I didn't wear a condom then you'd be pregnant soon enough."
"Sorry, I was too excited and jumped ahead. Let's start with us. What was the best thing about when we dated at university?"
I looked at Hiroko and almost hit another car from behind.
"You mean when..."
"You always liked it when I spent some time with another man and then joined you, right?"
"That was always the best. Yes."
"So, now guess how Aoi and Rin got pregnant!"
"Do they swap husbands or something?"
"Not quite, they are members of an exclusive club. Their husbands, and the other girls', too, get the benefit of some of the finest men in the city."
I was shocked and turned on. And wondering if this meant that Hiroko and I had been invited to join.
"So, they are carrying other men's babies?"
"Yes."
"And their husbands know?"
"Their husbands watched." She purred.
"Wow!"
"So, does the fact that they told you mean that we have an open invitation? And are you telling me because you want us to join?"
"We have an invitation to find out more. But before we do, how would you feel about another man breeding me for you?"
Of course, this was what I wanted. Hiroko and I had been telling each other stories about the men she actually picked up and the ones I wanted her to. And me helping her bring up the children. But so far everything had always been strictly 'condoms on'. Maybe she was ready for things to change?
"I want to learn more." I responded. "How do we do that?"
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Rumiko opened the door to her apartment. She was obviously in her final trimester.
When we settled, Aoi spoke in Portuguese. I'd done an immersion class. But I'd have struggled to keep up without access to Google Translate. Some of the words aren't common in business discussions.
"We share Japanese heritage and more. We are all married and we all enjoy bringing other men into our marriages. We," she gestured to the group, "have also committed to babies fathered by different men."
Rumiko spoke.
"When I deliver my baby next month, my husband will obviously not be the father. Yoshi watched and encouraged but did not take part. Everyone will see the difference."
Then Rin spoke.
"But we really feel the difference, and our husbands can see that. Because our very exclusive club brings us some of the most talented men in this city."
"What do you mean by talented?" I asked.
They spoke Brazilian Portuguese. But they acted with Japanese manners and hid their mouths as they laughed daintily. Then, Rumiko gestured with her hands like she was indicating the size of the fish she had caught.
"Big where it matters," she said. "Do you think you can compete?"
"Oh no," I responded. "I have nothing to be ashamed of but I am distinctly average in that department. But that doesn't mean that Hiroko wouldn't enjoy a wider experience." Then I paused before continuing. "Or maybe I mean a thicker and longer experience."