One Night Stand Pregnancy Stories Novels & Stories

Then suddenly she stood up and was all over the house jumping and shouting in glee like a crazed person. " My best friend just had a one-night stand! Can you believe that? How was he? Was he handsome? He had a mansion which means he is rich, but tell me, why did you run away?" At that, she quickly came to settle back on the couch wanting more story.

She asks, exasperated. I freeze on my feet, unable to think up anything. That, I have no answer to. I honestly don't know why I was looking for her as well. But seeing her in that office, months later had unraveled so many things inside me, meeting her again felt like the only right thing to do. "Did the night really mean nothing to you?" I found myself asking. A blunder, I know, but I can't take it back. A flicker of emotions crosses her eyes but she blinks, and it's gone. "It was just sex. Get over it. It was fun while it lasted, but that's it. We have different lives now. Can we focus on that?"

“What does that mean?” “It means because of your heartbreak, you should mess with as many guys as possible and get your fill of revenge for breaking their hearts. And that involves a lot of one night stands.” Bianca explained but Aria was weary of that, things like that weren’t her style. “It’s what all the girls do now to take revenge on the male species. It’s fun.” Sleeping with random men? No. “No, Bianca.” “Okay, Miss Goody–two–shoes. If you say so.” Bianca knew she couldn’t convince her friend to do something she didn’t want to, so she dropped the topic. She began to slow down her vehicle until they halted in front of a large mansion.

- She stared at Robert last and noticed that he didn't have any expression, until he frowned and dodged over the table. - How? - The elderly seemed too confused. - Well, Robert and I had a one-night stand only once, a few weeks before the wedding. We drank that day and even though we were sober enough to remember, it wasn't enough for anyone to remember the condom. The next day I took the morning-after pill and for months I thought everything was fine until I discovered the pregnancy. - This is unbelievable. - Robert commented, staring from a distance at the picture of the same boy he saw when he went to the company.

He didn’t use protection but I was too intoxicated to notice. I allowed a stranger to set me ablaze till my clothes could no longer stay on my fiery body. Whatever had happened that night was as much my fault as it was his. The outcome had been an unwanted pregnancy but I had no regrets in regards to the issue. I enjoyed every bit of it and I made up my mind to clear things up as I delved into the story of how I ended up pregnant through a one night stand—that might have happened with Rodri.

At that point, Stacy's mother said, "Why don't you get pregnant with Timothy, as far as I know, those people would never throw away Timothy's baby." “Mom, I only got a chance once, and that too, when I drugged Timothy. He only kissed my cheeks,” Stacy said after her mom proposed the alternative. She brooded about this long ago and got a chance to spend a night with him, wishing she would get pregnant but it was her withering dream.

I said, nodding slowly. Yeah, I’m pregnant. Shit, still weird to hear out of my mouth. He cleared his throat and shook his head. “You … said you weren’t seeing anyone,” he questioned. I let out a hard breath, yeah. “I wasn’t, it was a one night stand. Only the sixth guy I’ve even slept with. Sorry you didn’t need to know all that part. But he had actually spent all this time trying to get back in touch with me and I was the one blowing him off. He doesn’t live here and I just thought we were too different, it was pointless. But I can’t shake how I feel about him and he’s made it clear how he wants to try so I think we’re gonna see where it can go…”

I instinctively put a hand to my head. "What's going on?" I wondered aloud, confused. Then, the face of the stranger I thought I'd spent the night with a month ago flashed in my mind. A wave of panic washed over me. What if our one night together had resulted in a pregnancy? I tried to recall his face, but it remained a blank slate. The events from that night haunted my thoughts, refusing to fade. I tried to push the memory of the stranger from my mind. It wasn't right, I needed to focus on my husband.

Julian leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together. "I need to tell you something," he began. "Something that could potentially damage our reputation." My heart sank. "What is it?" Julian took a deep breath. "I had a one-night stand with a woman right before our marriage. She got pregnant, and I...I didn't want the baby. I asked her to terminate the pregnancy, but she refused. I had to...persuade her." I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. "Persuade her?" I repeated, my voice shaking.

She held me, pulling me with her to the door leading to the stairs. ‘Tell me when it started.’ She demanded once we were out of hearing. ‘before he started working here.’ Her eyes bulged. I feared it might pop out. ‘How did you guys meet?’ she asked. I told her everything from the start. She sat on the floor trying to digest everything she had just heard. ‘So you met your boss on a one night stand. You guys fucked.’Suddenly her eyes lit up as it always does when she had something mischievous to say or do.