To those who haven't read the first chapter, you may want to read it before reading chapter two to better understand the story. This chapter concludes the story.
Chapter 2
"Caroline, you're pregnant," said the doctor.
I knew I stood there with my mouth open. Yes, I knew that the possibility existed but I had put all that behind me and went on with my life. "Is there any doubt?" I asked the doctor.
"I'm afraid not Caroline, you are pregnant. I don't know if it's good news or bad news to you."
"I'm not sure either doctor. As I got older and saw the small children and I often dreamed of having one of my own but it was not to be, until now. I'm not sure if I can do this now."
"Go home, talk with your husband before making any rash decisions. If you want a child this will probably be your last chance. If you want the baby I'll help you through your pregnancy. If you choose to abort the fetus you'll have to go to a clinic, I don't do abortions."
I started crying which is something I rarely did and hugged the doctor. She told me everything was going to be all right. Of course she didn't know that Charles had had a vasectomy many years ago before he and I got married.
I went home knowing that it was going to be anything but a normal evening. Before I got home I called my sister, Sasha. I needed to talk to somebody and it was odd I turned to her but she was one of the few people that knew what happened.
I told her I was pregnant and she was somewhat surprised also even though we knew there was a chance it could happen. "What are you going to do Carrie?" she asked. "I know you have always wanted a child of your own but this isn't the way it's supposed to be. Have you talked with Charles yet?"
"No, tonight's the night. If I suddenly disappear call the police," I said in jest; Charles and I have argued a number of times but he has never laid a hand on me. "I going to talk with him and decide if I'm going to keep the baby. He'll probably want a divorce and I can hardly blame him."
"Carrie, he's cheated around on you for years. I know you know that."
"Yes, but as far as I know he didn't get anyone pregnant. Men have that vasectomy option; that's probably why he had it in the first place."
"Sis, take care and call me if you need anything. I'm sorry it happened, I really am. I just wanted you to have some fun in your life."
"I guess I had a little to much fun," I laughed. "I'll call you within a couple of days and let you know what I'm going to do, I love you Sasha."
"I love you too Carrie." I hung up the phone, poured a glass of wine and waited for Charles to come home.
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Charles came in, poured himself a drink, sat down in his chair, opened his newspaper and asked what the doctor said.
"She said I was pregnant," I just blurted it out.
He dropped his paper and almost spilled his drink. "It must be a mistake! It's not possible! Did you tell her I had a vasectomy nearly twenty years ago?"
"Yes, Charles, she knows the baby isn't yours." I didn't tell him that the doctor thought it was his.
"Whose is it? How long have you been cheating on me? I should have known better than to marry you. Is it Ben's? I've seen how he looks at you. Come on say something." He kept ranting and raving and I sat there and watched him, waiting for him to stop.
"No it's not Ben's, funny you should ask that question seeing you have been fucking his wife Grace for I don't know how long." The look on his face said it all, it was true. "Then there's the semi annual trips to Florida where you pay for sex that you won't give me at home. Yes, I know all about you cheating on me ever since we got married."
He didn't try to make excuses, he asked me how long I've been cheating on him. "Just the one time when you went to Florida to get your rocks off. I figured an eye for an eye. What's good for the goose is good for the gander."
"It was your damn sister, wasn't it? She put you up to this; I never did like her."
"Don't blame Sasha, I did it all on my own and I liked it. I had men sucking my tits and fucking me at the same time. I had a big black cock in my mouth and sucked him till he came."
"You fucking low-life slut. I held you up as a queen and you made yourself a common whore. I should have thrown you to the dogs years ago."
"You could have made love to me instead of using me as your pin-cushion whenever you wanted sex. I was willing to do everything with you but you wanted no part of it. You saved it for your sluts."
"So you were with a black man?" he asked. He had a slight change in his voice. I had to wonder if deep down he liked hearing it.
"Yes, two of them and also two white men and a woman. I drank too much and let them all use me and I liked it. I liked being wanted and having real sex and climaxing over and over instead of pretending like I usually had to with you."
Charles got up and got himself another drink. I sat there waiting for him to return and continue the conversation. I honestly didn't know where this conversation was going.
He sat back in his chair and said, "You have to have an abortion before anyone else finds out. I'll forgive you this time ... but this time only. If you ever cheat on me again I'll divorce you and you will have nothing."