Lonely Man

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I met a nice man in his middle fifties single never married and quite well-off and got on with everyone. I heard he was engaged back in his late twenties, but his bride to be, was hit and killed on a crossing by a drunk driver. He never dated thereafter as far as anyone knew. I (33) wasn't dating much at all myself and got promoted and found myself working with the nice man. After several months working together, we were good friends and could talk with each other about our personal lives. I found out he had one big regret, never having children himself. I realized I also wanted children and said so, nothing came of that at the time. Several months later, we were away working and attending the client's family get together. With children of all ages running about I got clucky you could say. On us returning to our hotel, I ask my friend to sleep with me that night. He was a little shocked but agreed and so we slept together for the first time. Over the following months it became regular for us to sleep together. I stopped taking any precautions and I advised him I wanted a child and had chosen him to father my child. He agreed without arguing and I moved in with him after that. Now he is 64 and I'm 41 almost 42 we're married and have 3 children a boy and 2 girls. Both are happy with my marriage and love our children, I never take precautions and have hope of maybe another child. My husband also happy to have another child and sex is quite regular. I'm still his work partner and travel with him, those trips aren't as much required these days as he is head of our local office and I'm a partner in the firm also.
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2024-08-12
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