Birth

Birth

Helen's pov 

All through my pregnancy and even till birth, my family was kept in the dark by me. I could not build up the courage to tell them of my current predicament. My father had been totally against my affair with Donald and asked me to break up with him but my foolish heart was beyond lost in my love for him. He had even warned me not to come home until I broke up with him and now that I'm pregnant he won't want to spare a glance at me.

At about dawn on the 5th of August 1999, I felt a sharp pain down my pelvic area and it stopped almost immediately. Before noon the contraction became consistent and I was all alone at home, Thankfully I had my bag ready and took myself to the hospital, as I alighted from my car I felt a warm liquid spill down my legs, making me wobble into the waiting area of the hospital. 

I was fully dilated and with two strong pushes, I became a mother. The midwife placed the baby on me and then and there I knew I would not give away my baby for adoption, Sarah I whispered naming her while she lay gently on my chest.

 She was the symbol of the love I shared with Donald. With urging from the nurse I placed her on my breast to suckle, a soft gasp escaped my mouth as her tiny innocent mouth connected to my nipples. A tear escaped my eyes. Would her father accept her now that she was born, would life and love treat her kinder than it did to me. All this question kept springing up in my mind and I felt dizzy, I had to stop my mind from thinking and just enjoy my motherhood for now.

We were discharged 3 days later and not a single person came calling, I wasn't surprised though because I became a loner after I met Donald, he was the only one I needed. I was simply a fool lost in love.

I did not call Donald or inform him about my delivery. I just wanted to spend some time alone with my baby without thoughts of what the future held, it was just pure bliss alone with her we bonded and I felt powerful enough to conquer any obstacle on our way. When Sarah was three months old I hired a nanny so I could resume work. In the second month of my resumption to work, my phone rang and it was Donald. I wanted to ignore the call, in fact, I should have listened to the voice that urged me not to pick the call. But I did the opposite.

"Hello, baby," Donald said in his deep voice that always made me weak on my knees. "I missed you."

I closed my eyes trying to bury the yearning welling up in me. The words to churn him off were all crafted in my mind but when I spoke, I said something different,  surprising even myself. "I missed you too, Donald." And I meant it, which was just as bad.

"I want to see you." 

"Me too."

"I will come over to your place tonight."

"Tonight!" I stammered, remembering Sarah. "Let's meet at our favorite guest house," I replied, trying not to sound worried.

"That's okay, let's meet at Sheraton hotel and suites by 7:00 p.m"

"I will be there." I felt happy suddenly, I had not been laid in over 7 months now.

"Wear those red thongs I bought for you during our last trip to Dubai. It turns me on."

I laughed heartily, Donald knew how to get me excited. My day at the office was automated, I did my task swiftly eager to meet my lover, humming under my breath as I worked. My colleague gave me side glances but I didn't care. All I cared about was what I would be doing by 7:00 p.m later that night.

I had totally forgotten about Sarah and her needs until I got home.

"Can I have a word with you," I said to my nanny. She was in her early forties with children and a husband. She didn't judge me so everything worked out perfectly for us.

"Yes ma'am."

"Ermm..could you stay with Sarah till maybe 10:00 p.m. I have a business dinner to attend to." I lied because I couldn't just say that I was going for some sex marathon.

"I don't know ma'am."

"I will pay you for the extra hour please." I pleaded with her until she agreed.

I quickly ran my bath and wore the thong as Donald asked me to and ran out of my house before my nanny changed her mind.

There was mild traffic on the road which made me 20minutes late to my appointment, as I walked into the hotel bar it wasn't difficult for me to locate him. My heart skipped as I made my way to where he was sitting looking elegant in a striped T-shirt and ripped jeans.

"Helen, take a seat let's have a drink together. It's been ages since we last saw."

I sat down like an obedient child and he ordered my favorite drink of Cranberries and Lime fruit vodka, before my third glass I was tipsy and horny.

"Let's get a room, I thought that's what the date was about not to get me drunk." I flirted as I talked, my hands moved toward his groin and I caressed his growing bulge boldly after all the bar was dimly lit with so much activity going on and I knew no one would notice what I was doing.

"Let's go, I have already booked the room." He grabbed my hands away from his bulge and led me to the room.

Typical of a hotel room there was a king-sized bed laid with patterned blue cotton bedspread with at least 5 fluffy pillows at the head of the bed. A table and chair stood at the far end of the room with a Sted lamp at each side of the bed.

Shutting the door immediately we entered the room Donald grabbed my waist and gave me a wet light kiss on my brightly colored lips, which turned to a deep-throated kiss, later on, he carried me to the bed and dropped me gently on the bed and his hands wove underneath my skirt and into my wet organ with his middle finger he parted the lips of my vagina and thrust his fingers into me, It felt so good I moaned in delight, then he lifted my short silk dress up to my waist but before penetrating me he pulled a condom from his trouser pocket that was lying on the ground and slipped into his erection before laying on top of me and with one thrust he penetrated me. I must have been sex starved because I squirted which was a first for me before I reached orgasm.

"You are so sweet," Donald said to me, we both were lying side by side facing the ceiling. "I can never get enough of you. Today is Tuesday and I want you here on Friday, we will spend the weekend here together."

"That would be great."  but when she remembered she had a baby to take care of she hesitated.

"What's the problem, do you have other plans for the weekend, or is there something you are not telling me?" He looked sternly at her.

"No, I will be here," I replied. I would have to make arrangements with my Nanny as soon as I got home.

"I have not seen your thongs since we came here, pull off your clothes, and walk for me with just your thongs and heels. Don't wear a bra okay." He looked at me with hunger, passion, and desire emanating from his brown eyes. 

I stood up from the bed and did exactly as he asked, it aroused him and I enjoyed the power I felt having him drool over my body. We made love again and before I left for home he wrote me a check with a huge amount on it.

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Helen continued to meet Donald at the hotel, it became their meeting point for a long time. She made an arrangement with her nanny to take Sarah home with her any weekend she had plans with Donald. Things continued to play out for Helen just like she wanted, sometimes he would come to her apartment but she made sure her daughter was not around whenever he visited, her nannies home became a second home for Sarah.  

Donald believed that she had given the child up for adoption and never asked her once about the child, he was not interested in knowing anything about it.

Before Sarah's seventh birthday she asked her mother who her father was, her nannies children had a father so she wanted to know if she had too. 

"Yes honey, you have a father."

"Can I meet him?"

"Yes, on your seventh birthday. He loves you so much."

"But why have I not seen him before," Sarah asked her mum clutching her doll to herself.

"Your father is a very busy man honey, he travels a lot but he has promised to come on your birthday okay."

Sarah hugged her mother happy that she would finally meet her father. However her mother was agitated, she didn't know what Donald's reaction would be but she was determined to do this. Maybe once he sees his child, he would learn to love her.

Helen invited him over to her apartment on Sarah's seventh birthday, she prepared his favorite dishes and cleaned her home thoroughly. When he knocked on her door later in the day her heart skipped from both excitement and fear, if things worked out for her as she hoped, they would become a happy family as she had always wanted. However, when she told him he was furious his eyes blazed with anger at her, he didn't want to meet the child. He left her crying on the couch and as he walked away he saw Sarah crouching at the back of the door he stopped for an instance, and when their eyes met he stared long and hard at her before walking away from both mother and child for good.