Summertime child (Part 3 of Reaping of the Benefits)

My father and I have been living together and having sex on a regular basis for almost two years now. He is a sexy senior citizen, and I am a single, 30-something woman who never found anyone my age to be appealling. Daddy and I have a wonderful sex life. He's getting on in years, but we still manage to have wild sex, including anal (which is our favorite!) sometimes with the benefit of viagra. While prescribing, Dr. Simmons looked at him, over his hornrimmed glasses, pretty strangely. Daddy just explained that it was for those times when he visited town and might 'get lucky!' The only person who knows, or has any idea that Daddy and I are sleeping together-- is Mr. Johnson, Dad's closest neighbor and like an uncle to me, and he joins us occassionally; so why would he tell?

I snuggled against Daddy's chest after another session of lovemaking, and kissed his ear as I played with the coarse hairs on his balls and around his softening cock. "Daddy, what would you say if I asked you to impregnant me, so we could have a child together?" I asked. "Sweetie, we have made love almost every night for almost two years now, if you were going to get pregnant, you would have already been. Besides after you were born, your mother and I discussed it; and I had a vascetomy. Don't you see that little scar on my balls when you are down there?" "I never knew that you had that after I was born, I always thought it was later in life that you decided that." I said. "No, your mother made the decision against any more children after the hard time she had with you, and since I have never been one to like wearing a condom, and then with her not liking to take pills, we agreed. So it was a quick snip, snip in Dr. Simmons office." "But I want to have a child," I pouted, and turned up my bottom lip; childlike. 

"What could I give another child now?" Daddy cuddled me close and said. "I'm pressing 70 and if I die before that child reaches maturity, where would that leave you?" "You're not planning on leaving me anytime soon?", I nudged him in the ribs, jokingly. "Oh No!," he replied and grabbed my nipple and pulled. "Besides, haven't you always told me not to put you in the ground early?" I teased. "If I died tomorrow, with my dick buried in you, I'd die a satisfied man!" my father laughed and hugged me close nuzzling my neck. "Besides, I don't think I could stand the thoughts of any other man having your hot legs wrapped around him, and his hot seed being pumped into your quim." "You didn't mind watching, or joining any time with Mr. Johnson, so why would this be anything different? I might even let you watch or join in as long as I knew that I was going to be pregnant by fall. It might even be fun!" "You'd make screwing a garden hose fun," he joked and pulled me tighter. "Besides, who would you choose to be his/her father?" It couldn't be me, eyebrows would be raised. How would you explain having a child and no man but a 70-year old around?" "It's done on an everyday basis, I could say it was a man who I met in town, had a fling, and he found out I was pregnant and skipped town!" "So you have this whole thing figured out, huh?" dad sighed. "Why not go to a furtility clinic and be insiminated by a turkey baster?" We both laughed at that one. All of the sudden I sat bolt up in bed, "That's it!" I still have Momma's money from her insurance, it's sitting in the bank in town. I probably have about $10,000 of that $20,000 she left me. I could pay a man, who wouldn't want $10,000 plus a night of hot sex, for a few cupfuls of sperm? Only thing is that he would have to have a letter from a doctor stating that he was furtitle and clean, no drugs or STD's or AIDS or something like that!" Dad whistled through his teeth. "Boy you have the whole thing down to a T. How long have you been thinking this way?" "Ive always wanted a baby, but now is the opportune time to get pregnant and have one, what else am I going to do with the money Mom left me? Besides, I'm not a spring chicken anymore, I myself am getting older and my clock is ticking." "Not that you could prove it to me" he said, and nuzzled my nipple and pulled it into his mouth raking his teeth across it. We slept in each other's arms and woke to the roosters in the street calling.

At breakfast he again asked me about 'the plan.' Are you sure that this is really what you want? A baby is a major endevor, and I'm not a young man anymore. I'm getting to the age where you are going to need someone to take care of me soon." "Not by the way your cock stood up last night," I grinned and kissed the end of his nose. "That's because you can always do that to me!" he smiled and pulled me in for another kiss. "It's the long nights of sex that I need the benefit of Viagra!" We both laughed at that comment and finished our coffee in silence. 

"I drove into town after breakfast and went to the copy shop with a handbill that I planned to put up on every bar, club and men's club. It simply stated 'Want to make $10,000 in one night. Call Annie 555-7481.' Yeah it seemed cheesy, but $10,000 would draw any man's attention. The handbill had been posted for about two weeks getting numerous calls, but no one was serious. "I should have put 'Serious Inquiries Only' on it", I growled as I hung up the phone on the 100th stupid caller laughing and giggling on the other end. "Give it more time, there's got to be a serious person who could really use the money", dad said. "Always the pesimest", I reminded him. 

Then the phone rang again, and I froze as I knew it was 'the caller I'd waited for.' "Is this Annie?" the caller asked. "Yes, it is." "Who's this?," I asked, waiting for another childlike caller to start laughing or giggling on the other end of the line. "My name is Stephen, Stephen Gladdings, and I'm crossing through town on business; how, how do I make the $10,000?" "May I ask you a question?" I asked in a half-whisper, as I was afraid of what his next line would be. "Are you furtitle?" "Yes", he answered, I have 5 children back home with my wife. That's why I'm a traveling salesmen looking for work to keep my wife and children fed. That $10,000 would set us up for years." "Would you be willing to be an absent parent to a child and never contact him/her? No questions asked?" "For $10,000 I'd impregnant a cow if it would help feed my wife and kids and let me stay at home, this travelling with no jobs sucks!" he replied over the phone. His voice made my pussy quiver and made the juices flow down between it's lips. I knew that he was 'the one' that I needed to accomplish 'my deed'. I set up a meeting with him in 3 days and asked him to come and join us for dinner and meet my father and see if he was still interested. For 3 days my stomach quivered and jumped everytime I thought about meeting Stephen and sleeping with him to impregnant me.

When the third day came, I was on pins and needles. Would he really show up, or was he; along with everyone else, just curious as to how the money would be made? As the hour approched his arrival the more jittery I became, knocking over a water glass on the table and spoiling Mom's best table cloth; which I had to remove and place the dishes on the bare table. When Stephen walked up to the door, he was the most georgous man I had ever laid my eyes on. Light brown hair and green eyes that could bore holes into your soul; and from the sight and size of his 'package' I knew that he wouldn't leave me unsatisfied or not pregnant any longer. His legs were tight in his worn jeans, and you could tell that he had a hard time finding work lately, or that he had worked in many jobs trying to make a way for his return home to his family. He stepped upon the porch and shook hands with Dad and smiled at me. "Nice to meet you Annie, and you too, Mr. Davis." "Chuck," dad corrected and smiled shaking his strong hand. "Shall we go in? I'm sure Annie's supper is ready!" We sat at the table and he enjoyed the meal and was quiet until after we had all eaten. "Stephen," dad started, "I know you are here to help Annie in her endevor to have a child, and I appreciate that. But as she told you over the phone, you are to have no connection to this child after it is born. There will never be any mention of your name, nor how you were tied in this upon your receipt of the $10,000. Agreed?" Dad's chin was strong as he spoke these words and Stephen shook his head in agreement. "Oh, by the way, I will be watching you and Annie during the whole process. I must protect my investment, and if I choose to join in there will be no objections on your part. Annie and I enjoy 3-some's quite frequently, but never to acheive this type of situation, just purely enjoyement." "Dad," I nervously laughed, this is my business agreement!" "I know, love, he stated matter-of-factly, but I only want Mr. Davis here to understand the terms of your contract."