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An old school friend approaches a successful lawyer with a proposition to father her child.
The Baby Maker
By Angela Amos
“You want me to do what?” Andre Windham asked in amazement.
“Come on Andre, there is nothing wrong with your hearing! I want to have a baby and I want you to be it’s father.” She spoke to him as if he were a child with limited understanding. And for Andre Windham that was exactly how he felt. True, he had known Cara Sinclair since high school, over ten years ago. But they had never run in the same circles, had never hung out, and had never had a single date. So to say he wasn’t totally blown away by her request for him to give her a child would be the understatement of the century.
When his secretary had announced that a Cara Sinclair wanted to have a word with him, but that she didn’t have an appointment, he presumed that she was here to look up an old acquaintance for legal advice. He’d recognized the name immediately, having never known anyone else by the name of Cara. Now he stared at her across his desk and tried to find a gentle way to spare her feelings when he told her that he wouldn’t be letting any of his little soldiers get anywhere near her eggs. And it’s not like she wasn’t a beautiful woman. Damn, she was stunning! She had honey blond hair that flowed down her back in gentle waves, eyes that were honest to god, violet, a pert nose and a kissable mouth that sported a permanent pout. Cara had filled out deliciously. Her breasts were larger than average but not overly so. Just the way he liked them. He could span her waist with his hands and her hips and ass flared out to incredible proportions. A man could settle in for a mind numbing ride. Damn, down boy, he told himself as he began to swell inside his pants. Too bad she was obviously crazy.
Cara watched the man whom she had loved for over a decade as he struggled to make sense of her request to father her child. She knew she probably sounded like a lunatic, but that would not stop her from getting what she wanted. And she wanted him. If she couldn’t have him, she wanted a part of him and having his baby seemed to be the perfect solution. Cara just had to find a way to convince him to say yes.
The years had been kind to Andre. He was even more handsome than he’d been in school. He had short, light brown hair and jade colored eyes that gave nothing of his thoughts away. His crooked nose didn’t detract from his good looks, only made him appear devilishly sexy. He was well over six feet and broad in the shoulders. Cara was betting he had a hard, muscular body beneath that fashionable designer suit.
“Where is your man, Cara?”
“I don’t have a man, nor do I want one. What I’m proposing is a simple arrangement between us. I won’t put any demands on you . I don’t need your money and your time will remain your own.”
“So what you really want is a sperm donor?” he asked, surprised that he felt oddly disappointed by her response.
“I suppose you could say that, but I don’t want to go through any labs or doctor’s offices. I want my baby conceived the old fashioned way. You won’t ever have to see me again after I’m pregnant, if that’s bothering you,” she sounded as if they were discussing where to eat dinner or something else just as mundane.
“Why me, Cara? I mean, you’re a beautiful woman. Let’s be frank here, surely you date or have friends who would jump at the chance to bed you. In fact, I have a monstrous hard on right now at just the thought of making love to you,” his voice dropped an octave as he stared into her eyes.
“Well, I could take care of that little problem for you. Say yes, Andre,” she hoped she didn’t come across as pleading. It would never do for him to learn of her true feelings.
“You’re evading the question. Why me?” he asked again.
“I find you physically appealing. I know you come from a great family, but like me, you don’t do lasting relationships. I don’t want to risk entanglements with anyone else who might try to put restrictions or demands on me,” she somehow managed to speak with conviction, as if she really believed what she was saying.
“Cara, do you really see me as a man who would abandon his child?” he inquired softly. “Walk away from my responsibility…to the child or it’s mother?”
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