This could be in one of a number of categories. I was originally going to put it in Loving Wives, because that's where it began, but I finally decided on Incest taboo. Besides, the BTB crowd would hate it. All persons participating in sexual activity are WAY over eighteen. This was edited by me and Microsoft so you're forewarned.
Drew Conners was sitting at the dinner table with his wife of sixteen years, Ramona and their daughter, Alexis, just chatting about their day. "So, Alexis. How was school today?"
"It was pretty cool, Dad. We learned about blood typing in biology. It seems I'm type O. We didn't have the stuff to do the positive or negative thing. The teacher took two drops of my blood, and we all got to do this, and put it on a slide. Then she added something called antiserum for A and B. If the A clotted, you have type B and vice versa. Since both of my drops clotted, I have type O. It was so cool."
"Wow. That's pretty interesting. Are you sure you got the sequence right? I would think it would be the other way around, but what do I know."
"No Dad. That's what I though too but the teacher insisted." Drew was getting a little worried. He would need to check this out. He knew his wife was A positive and he was AB positive. There was no way he could father an O no matter what the RH factor.
Drew and his wife Ramona had been married for sixteen years. He was a CNC machinist and she was a teller at the bank. They met when he would deposit his paycheck from the machine shop he was working at before his company had direct deposit. They would always exchange friendly banter back and forth and flirt. One Friday, he was running late and Ramona nee Rydell was outside smoking with some friends and he stopped to talk. Since she was on a break, he asked her out. By the end of the first date, they were sucking tongue. On the third date, she was blowing him and swallowing every drop. On the fourth, she fucked him and on the sixth, Drew was balls deep in her ass. Ramona admitted to Drew, that all during high school and her trade school, she was a total slut. She liked to fuck and she was good at it. She did tell him that those days were over and now she was looking to settle down. She was three years older than Drew and at twenty-four had sown her wild oats. Drew was no stranger to women and at twenty-one with a good job was tired of looking to just get laid. The couple married after a year and Alexis came along the following year.
Ramona was cute with bra strap length hair and pouty lips. At five feet four and one hundred forty pounds, she was a little overweight with a bit of a middle. Her measurements were 34b -- 29 -- 38 with a nice juicy ass. Drew was six feet and about one eighty and in good shape as part of his job did include some physical labor. He also was an athlete in high school and kept up a routine while in trade school. He had short black hair and like to run five miles three times a week.
In all the time they'd been married, Drew never once suspected Ramona would go back to her old ways. Just to be sure, he had a DNA test done using hair from Alexis's brush and his own. Three weeks later, he got the bad news in the mail. He was not the father.
Drew waited a few days to absorb this information. Should he divorce her? He'd get raped in the settlement. He'd inherited the five acres of land from his late grandfather, but they build the three bedroom ranch together. Even after all these years, their sex life was off the charts. Ramona loved fucking and did everything he ever wanted. She was somewhat of an exhibitionist and loved giving "road head". More than once, they went into the family restrooms in Walmart or Bass Pro etc. for a fast fuck just because. He had many questions. Who was it? Was it a onetime thing? How would he see his daughter now that she wasn't biologically his? While Drew didn't have a college degree, he was intelligent and thought things through logically.
Finally, on Saturday afternoon while Alexis was with her friends, he went to his wife with those four dreaded words. "Ramona. We have to talk."
"What's up love?"
"The conversation at the dinner table about a month ago when Alexis was telling us about her blood test. Since she's and O and I'm AB, got me thinking. As a result, I had a DNA test run. Guess what came back?" Ramona began to turn pale as she knew what was coming. "I'm not her bio dad. Care to tell me who is?"
Ramona was hoping never to have to have this conversation as it was a onetime thing at a bar. "Drew, honey, I really thought she was yours. She looks a lot like you. I'll tell you what happened as best I can remember. I hope you don't hate me and end our marriage."
"So, let me get this straight. You had unprotected sex with a guy you didn't even know. Did you even think about STD's? Did you get tested? Just tell me the absolute truth. You told me you were a self-admitted slut when we started dating but you assured me those days were over. Did you go back? How many others have you fucked and sucked?"
Ramona said: "I don't know if you remember or not but you had to go out of town for a couple of days to learn some new piece of machinery. Well since you were gone, a few of us girls decided to go for drinks down at the Hilton. I got drunk and was horny and next thing I know I'm getting fucked by some guy up against the wall. It was a quickie onetime thing and I never gave it another thought. When you came home from your trip, we fucked the whole weekend and I figured that around that time is when I got pregnant. I've never even thought about that girls' night out. That's the truth. To be honest, I'm just a shocked as you are at the results. I know I was wrong and will do what I can to make it up to you." Neither one said anything for a couple of long minutes. Finally, Ramona asked: "So, where do we go from here? Are you going to leave me?" Tears were really falling now.
"If this is a one-time slip, I won't divorce you. It would cost me too much for one thing. You do owe me a child of my own, however. Since I've always thought Alexis was mine, one was enough. I want to have one of my own."
"How's that supposed to work? I almost died with Alexis and the doctor told me never to get pregnant. That's why I had my tubes tied. Hell, I'm forty years old, I don't know, even if I could get pregnant, what kind of complications there could be."
Drew responded: "The first thing on Monday, make an appointment and we'll both go. Let's see what our options are. I've thought about this since I got the test back a few days ago. Know this. I WILL have my own child. Even if I have to get another woman pregnant. And it won't be by no test tube shit. If that's the case, YOU will raise it as our own just as I raised YOUR daughter as my own." Drew then walked off while Ramona just sat crying.
Monday, Ramona called and was able to get an appointment in two weeks. The couple went in and was met with Doctor Stiles who delivered Alexis and has been Ramona's GYN for years. "Tell me why you guys are here?" asked the Doctor.