Chapter 12
So I told him the lie she asked me to. He was delighted to be assured that they would be able to have children. I told him the trouble could be put right by a simple manipulation, that it was the fact that his wife's womb lying in a wrong position and this was causing the neck to be distended and the entrance partially sealed.
He swallowed it hook line and sinker. He suggested his wife should have it done at a private nursing home and that I should do what was necessary while he was abroad. He was leaving for the middle-east on some oil deal the following week and would be away a month.
I never saw the dangers ahead even then. I had the wife in a home for three days and pretended to treat her. That was easy. But the wife had got an idea that not any man would do as the father of her child. She was against any artificial insemination, because she must know who the father was. Then when I pointed out the fact that there was under a fortnight for her to select a suitable subject and persuade him to have intercourse with her ... she came out with the idea that must have been at the back of her mind all along. I was the man she wanted! She knew me, she liked me and above all she could trust me. If I would give my services no other man need be brought into our confidence. It would be safer for her and safer for me. She sobbed and pleaded, threw her arms round my neck and offered her beautiful body for my pleasure.
One look at the lovely creature and I was power-les to refuse. I never told Tina, who alone might have talked me out of it. I kept the case secret from George, and my only accomplice was Susan. She was enraptured by the bizarre situation and thought it a huge joke, little appreciating the jeopardy in which I was placing my entire career.
I chose the weekend George was away with Helen at her parents and persuaded Tina to visit a friend, she had been wanting to look up in London. If she had any suspicion she would put it down to Susan and I wanting two nights on our own.
My heart missed a beat when Susan let her in and showed her into the lounge. "Hello, I've arrived. She looked immaculate and her hair looked as it had been permed for the occasion. She had on a seductive tight-fitting dress that displayed all her graceful curves. The neck was low and showed an ample amount of cleavage. She had an expensive French perfume that I couldn't place, but which made her more seductive than ever. I had a perpetual horn, I must confess, right up to bed time. She sat on the couch at my side, sipping pink gins. She held my hand in hers and kept squeezing my fingers suggestively. Her skirt had worked up well above her knee, showing an area of bare skin above her stockings and the lace round the bottom of her panties.
Susan tactfully left us and went to bed early.
I had drunk numerous double-scotchs and was as eager to fuck her as she was to be made pregnant.
Once up in the bedroom, I unzipped her frock and pulled it over her head. I kissed her shoulders and fumbled with the hooks that fastened her bra. At last it came undone and my hands stretched round to feel those divine titties. I swung her round to face me so that I could admire her bare breasts and kiss her red lips.
She was undressing me now. with all the fervor of a newly married bride. My trousers, then my pants fell down around my ankles, whilst eager hands sought the virile prick that was going to bring the ultimate fulfillment into her life. I had her panties down and caressed her lovely bottom pressing her belly against my stiff organ. She released it and held me to her. We stood thus, savoring the warm saliva in each other's mouths and squeezing each other's arses.
Then she pushed me away and untied my tie. Her eyes were burning coals of passion and her hands trembling excitement.
Seconds later we were in bed, between the cool white sheets, pawing each other's nude bodies and exploring every sensitive portion of our respective anatomies.
Her cunt felt like velvet. Her soft hair was like a joy to touch and all while her gentle hands were teasing my balls and coaxing my cock to ensure it's readiness.
She let me excite her genitals till she could bear the suspense no longer, and a soft voice crooned in my ear, "I'm ready for you now, my dear, ravish my lovely body. Don't mind how rough you are, I want to feel you take me and use me. Enjoy me, darling, satisfy yourself with my willing cunt." I was in her before she finished speaking, fucking her roughly as a man, crazy with lust, might fuck a whore. I bit her lips and screwed her tits between my fingers. She never uttered a sound but took all and relished it. I must have hurt her, but some women like to be hurt. It hastens and enhances their satisfaction. Her nails dug into my flesh, drawing blood and all the while she urged me on to fuck her harder.
We had it seven times before dawn broke and the first light of day filtered through the curtains to light up our exhausted bodies. We overslept and it was ten before I came to my senses. I staggered to my feet, weak from the hectic night of sexual pleasure and called to Susan to make us some strong coffee.
Nine months later a boy was born and I had the satisfaction of pulling forth my own son from the same fanny that I derived so much happiness from. He was a joy to behold all eight pounds of him.
All went for several months. The wife brought the child to see me at regular intervals and on several occasions I poked her on the examination couch.
Then one day the blow came. The husband found a diary which his wife had kept. It told him everything in plain words that could leave no doubt in his mind as to the father of the child and the deception that had been practiced on him. He blew his top and rushed straight round to his solicitors. Before I even heard of the disaster, the diary and a signed statement from the outraged man were on their way to the medical council. The outcome could only be the erasing of my name from the medical register. Fortunately there was no criminal charge involved.
The case was so cut and dried that I never bothered to contest it. I wrote up acknowledging the facts to be correct as stated in the complaint filed, announced the fact that I had already disposed of my interest in the practice, and told them that I was going to live abroad.
This saved most of the scandal, and confined the publicity to a bare statement that Dr. Richard Grayson had been found guilty of unprofessional conduct in respect of a patient and the Medical Council had accordingly ordered that his name be struck of the Register.
Tina was wonderful, never a word of reproach. She went with me and we settled in a nice villa near Cannes and lived a life of luxury. Susan stayed on with George and his wife till she eventually got married. The husband fearing the publicity of a divorce and the hanger of his father, forgave his wife and adopted the child.