Just a reminder that this is Fiction, so please don't make the mistake of thinking that it's real, all the characters are over 18 for the sex, they have to be to allow this to be posted on here. I write for my pleasure, not very good at it but I try to improve each time. Sorry if you don't like it.
No. 14. Third time Lucky?
Oh I just sat and watched, not sure what I was watching, my mind was going at the speed of light, the pictures that were flashing through it were of those other times, was this third time lucky, or round three and the knockout was waiting in the wings to floor me? I better explain.
Round 1?
I'm Jeff, let me start from the beginning, at college I had dated my fair share of girls but none of them were going to be my wife, they were for some reason just not right for me to consider them in that post, great fun but not the ones. It was at work that I met and dated Margaret, Mag's, we went out with a group of people who like us were still single, dancing, cinema, theatre or just the pub, we were a party loving gang.
It got serious after about 8 months, we talked and agreed that we would be a couple, we would be exclusive, we still kept going out with our friends but it was looking like she might be the one for me, we were both 19, nearly 20, and as you might remember, at that age the sex was great, I can't say with confidence that I rocked her boat but she sure did mine, nothing was off the table and when we moved in together the frequency just went up, long hard nights, short quickies, oral, doggie, cowgirl etc.
We did try anal when Mag's had her time of the month a couple of times but it never was as good and she said that she wasn't comfortable, anyway, we started with condoms and when we moved in together she went on the pill, oh bliss, it felt so much better bareback.
I proposed to her one night about 6 months later, at a dinner out, she jumped at me saying yes. I was going to have a conversation when we got home before she told everyone and what I had to say might make her decide not to accept my offer, but it never happened, not that night or the next or it just wasn't the right time so I put it off, too late to stop the 'news' getting out anyway. To say we were happy was an understatement, her parents were a bit miffed but mine were all for backing me.
Once you have proposed things take off, dates, planning who where when, I was being left out of most of this thank goodness, it might sound stupid but I had been putting off having a talk about the future with Mag's it just never seemed to be the right time, but I was saved from having this on the evening I had planned to sit her down and talk to her. She blindsided me by phoning while I was on my way to the pub where we were going to start our evening with all our friends, it was a quick call.
"Jeff, I just have to tell you before I tell everyone else, your going to be a Dad, I'm pregnant, we'll talk as soon as you get here, the others are waiting to congratulate you, see you soon." I hadn't been able to say a word before she hung up, and the others knew before me it seemed, but that just made my evening flip from worrying about how she was going to take my talk, to knowing that 1. I wouldn't have to have that talk, and 2. It was over.
I walked into the pub, several of the group were at the bar buying a round, they asked me what I wanted, I asked for a double Scotch, I was going to need it, I waited for the order to be filled and went to our group to face the truth, Mag's was up and all over me before I could say anything and the women were all talking baby and how happy they were for us, Mag sat back down, I stood behind her as she held onto my hand, looking around I wondered how many would be my friend in a few minutes, taking a deep breath.
"You all know that Mag's and I became a couple months ago, we have started to plan the wedding but those seem to be going out the window after this news, do any of you know who Mag's has been shagging as well as me?" the table went from all smiles to complete silence and back to everyone talking at once, Mag's jumped up demanding "to know 'what the hell I was talking about'."
I held my hand up to quiet all the noise down, when they stopped talking I asked again.
"Do any of you know who has been shagging Her, I said looking at Mag's, how about you Mark, you been getting some behind my back?" I had noticed he had gone white, and so had Jim, they had both looked at each other as I asked the first time, "So?"
"What the hell are you talking about we agreed to be exclusive, I haven't slept with anyone else since you proposed to me, I don't know what has got into your head."
Mag's put a good show on I thought, she said it with such authority if I didn't know better I might have had second thoughts.
"Okay, how do you think you got pregnant?"
"Well I don't think you want me to tell you do you, I thought you knew about how that happens, we've been having sex, the pill isn't 100% safe, and as we gave up using condoms it must have been one of those things, I love you, I know it's yours, it has to be." I just looked at her, I took a hard look at Mark and Jim.
"You really are a piece of work aren't you, you have been having sex with someone else as well as me, maybe more than just the one? and now you are trying to get me to accept another man's baby as mine and if you are shagging behind my back now, you would have gone on having others even after we were married."
Mag's was trying to deny it all, but I wouldn't let her.
"I know it's not mine, 100% NOT MINE, you see I was going to have this chat with you tonight, I had an accident when I was 7, in the playground, I am sterile, I can not have children, not now not ever. So I'm interested to know, which one of these so called friends is it, or is it both." Mag's had the decency to look ashamed but didn't say anything more. I left them to it.
I went home, packed her things in any bags I could find, put them on the landing, locked the door and went to bed with a bottle of scotch. Looks like I dodged a bullet. It took a year until I went out with a girl again.
Round 2?
I'd been back on the dating scene for a while, I took it easy, I wasn't looking for anything long term, but somehow I hooked up with Beth on a night out, she was a 5 foot tall laugh a minute type of girl, she could and did out drink a lot of blokes, she never dressed to impress always in baggy tops and longish skirts, we had knocked about together but one morning I woke up hungover, my head was pounding and even I could smell that someone had been sick, it must have been me.
"Oh you wake, Beth said with a laugh, here drink this. I have no idea what it was but anything to take the taste in my mouth away would be truly welcome. Now get up and in the shower, you stink." she told me.
I went to get out of bed but realised that I was naked, I looked at her, she smiled back.