Divorced Cousin

My cousin Ruth was devastated by divorce, only married 3 years, she had asked her husband about starting a family. He applied for divorce instead, turns out she was just eye candy to show off not to breed with. They had sex but he always took precautions, he saw raising children as a burden not as the dream my cousin saw it as. So, at 29 she was single again, her confidence shattered. Seen herself as not worth breeding with but left with a one-off financial settlement. She would comfortable, once she settled into her career path again. The settlement was an apartment now owed by her and 6 figure cash payment to tide her by until could support herself fully again. That's where I 31 came into her life again, I'm successful car wise and do okay dating. I'd recently been promoted and transferred, finding a suitable rental at the time was hard. Money wasn't the problem rentals were, high end rentals that is. So, I'd to stay with Ruth just for a short time I thought. But finding my own place, was harder than I thought it could be possible be. Nothing was available that suited my requirements, city center location or very close too, modern and most of all a 24/7 doorman. My cousin apartment met the first two, not the third her building doormen worked 7am to 11pm. As you might have already realized I'm not short of money, nor is Ruth as we've family wealth as a backup to our careers. I can drive a car but prefer not to. The first few weeks with Ruth I used the Gym in her building to keep fit and settled into my new job. I was assigned a project on starting and that kept me fairly busy, hence only using the Gym instead of dating. I could spend an hour or two in the Gym than the hours more required dating. But finishing the project and getting praised for my efforts, decided to celebrate. No woman to take out as I hadn't yet found a girlfriend or someone that interested me enough to ask out, too busy with the project. As I decided to take Ruth out to help me celebrate, she is a gorgeous woman. She was reluctant at first, still getting over her divorce, but I got her to agree. She would lighten up once we were out and she did, as I'd no work the next day I really partied. Ruth also partied with me; I can't remember us actually getting home afterwards. But clearly remember waking up next morning in bed with Ruth, not only had we fucked we hadn't taken precautions either. Awkward day followed, but I'm not backward and not actually wanting more sex with Ruth. Thought it wise to make her feel better about us actually fucking instead of the remorse she was feeling. It was while trying to cheer her up, she mentioned she wasn't protected against pregnancy. I realized she was afraid more of being rejected by me if she was to get pregnant. I decided to make her think I would be very happy if she was to get pregnant, I was myself concerned. But Ruth was overly worried that she wasn't seen as mother, more as a sex object nobody wanted to breed. It wasn't a sudden realization; I'd came to the view by her reactions to her divorce since arriving to stay with her. Instead of letting worry about getting pregnant I said let's go out and party again. Her response was NO saying she might trap me into bed again. I was shocked at first by that reply but decided to be positive. Replying okay no partying lets go to bed together instead. She looked at me and after about a minute or two she asked wasn't I concerned about her getting pregnant. Keeping positive I said I hope you do get pregnant. We went out instead had a great time, came home even slept together but didn't have sex. We felt to sleep after having much to drink partying, and as we relaxed from our partying just fell asleep. At her mood brighten after that, then she tested positive to being pregnant. I was outwardly very happy, inwardly panicking, she thought I wanted her to have the baby, so she got every test going. With the baby healthy, she decided to have the baby. I'd put myself in a place I didn't want to be but couldn't change my mind because it would really hurt my cousin Ruth, who I really like. With our families at first shocked, deciding to support Ruth and to a lesser degree me. I had no other choice but to be supportive, one bright spot was I could sleep with and fuck Ruth anytime. You can't get more pregnant once you're pregnant and she change back to her maiden name, related by our fathers. So, same surname and as I was still fairly new at my new workplace, she was taken to be my wife. Since the birth of our son, I've become fatherlier you could say. I quite like being a father and still fucking Ruth. Not using precautions myself, leave up to her about her own precautions. But as I think a breastfeeding woman can't get pregnant at least for the first few months. I'm happily not to make waves as they say.