02-07-2019, 02:30 PM
"Yes. I'd like that," she said.
"I'd like it, too," I said, grinning back at her. Sonya was not my Madhu. By that I mean, I didn't love her like I loved Madhu, but Sonya was fun and sweet.
"Only one more thing, Ajay. The baby."
"That's very important, Mr. Malik. Madhu really wants to have children."
"She'll have five before we are through. As for now, she's resting for four weeks. One reason is the surgery. The other reason is the timing of her ovulation. The weekend we'll take her is the weekend she is ovulating. We can almost guarantee she'll get pregnant."
"How do you know she isn't pregnant now?"
"When she was in the hospital, the doctor did a D&C, where they scbang out the lining of her uterus. No one has fucked her since then. There's no baby in there."
"Oh."
"This is what I want to do with her. My father, five other men and I have formed a little betting pool. We'll all take Madhu that weekend, planting our seed in her. When the baby comes, the one whose seed sprouted will win the bet. We're putting five thousand each into the bet, Ajay, which is a total of thirty-five thousand. The father of the baby will get fifteen thousand of that. The other twenty will go into a education fund for the baby."
"Wow. I've never heard of anything like that."
"These guys like to bet almost as much as they like to fuck. You have any problems with that?"
"No, sir. It would be great for the baby's college to be paid for."
"That child will definitely need to go to an outstanding university. You'll have a special child, Ajay. All of these men are very intelligent, successful, healthy, well educated, and are handsome with good, athletic physiques."
"Good."
"There's one thing they don't have in common. They don't have your physical characteristics."
"I don't understand," I said, although I understood perfectly what he said.
"Madhu has blue eyes and brown hair. You have light brown hair and green eyes. Of the seven, only my father and I have the same characteristics. One is a wild, red headed Scotsman. The other four all have dark eyes. They are a Sicilian, a Hispanic, a black, and an oriental."
"Then, the baby won't look like us."
"The odds are two out of seven the first baby will look like you. Ajay, I could have picked only men who had your basic characteristics, but I wanted a diverse group."
"Why?"
"It makes the waiting more suspenseful. And, we might even make some side bets during that nine month wait. But, from your perspective, Madhu's a slut. She loves being a slut. What could be more slutty that having a child that obviously isn't your husband's? Then, for the rest of her life, every one will know she fucked around because the baby doesn't look like you."
"I see what you mean, Mr. Malik."
"Let me explain further. The way the bet is set up is more complicated than just that. The first time there will seven of us depositing our seed in Madhu. The winner drops out and the next baby roulette will have only six contestants. Since she'll have five babies, the last one will be the product of one of only three men. Work out the math. The odds are overwhelming she'll deliver a rainbow before she's through."
Mr. Malik gave me a big, happy grin. Sonya was smiling contentedly as she lay bound on the desk.
"Ajay, that's a real slut. Five children, five obviously different fathers."
"She does enjoy being a slut."
"Yes, she does. And she's a damn fine slut, too. Any problems with the plan?"
"No, sir. It sounds like you have an interesting future planned for Madhu."
"And for you. These will be your children as well as hers. You'll be living with her and raising those children."
"I love children, Mr. Malik. I just hope they're all healthy and happy."
"Me, too. Anything else?"
"No, sir."
"Have a good day. Oh, Ajay, not one word of any of this to Madhu. I want everything that happens to be a surprise to her."
I nodded acquiescence. Mr. Malik was starting to fuck Sonya's ass as I quietly closed the door behind me.
"I'd like it, too," I said, grinning back at her. Sonya was not my Madhu. By that I mean, I didn't love her like I loved Madhu, but Sonya was fun and sweet.
"Only one more thing, Ajay. The baby."
"That's very important, Mr. Malik. Madhu really wants to have children."
"She'll have five before we are through. As for now, she's resting for four weeks. One reason is the surgery. The other reason is the timing of her ovulation. The weekend we'll take her is the weekend she is ovulating. We can almost guarantee she'll get pregnant."
"How do you know she isn't pregnant now?"
"When she was in the hospital, the doctor did a D&C, where they scbang out the lining of her uterus. No one has fucked her since then. There's no baby in there."
"Oh."
"This is what I want to do with her. My father, five other men and I have formed a little betting pool. We'll all take Madhu that weekend, planting our seed in her. When the baby comes, the one whose seed sprouted will win the bet. We're putting five thousand each into the bet, Ajay, which is a total of thirty-five thousand. The father of the baby will get fifteen thousand of that. The other twenty will go into a education fund for the baby."
"Wow. I've never heard of anything like that."
"These guys like to bet almost as much as they like to fuck. You have any problems with that?"
"No, sir. It would be great for the baby's college to be paid for."
"That child will definitely need to go to an outstanding university. You'll have a special child, Ajay. All of these men are very intelligent, successful, healthy, well educated, and are handsome with good, athletic physiques."
"Good."
"There's one thing they don't have in common. They don't have your physical characteristics."
"I don't understand," I said, although I understood perfectly what he said.
"Madhu has blue eyes and brown hair. You have light brown hair and green eyes. Of the seven, only my father and I have the same characteristics. One is a wild, red headed Scotsman. The other four all have dark eyes. They are a Sicilian, a Hispanic, a black, and an oriental."
"Then, the baby won't look like us."
"The odds are two out of seven the first baby will look like you. Ajay, I could have picked only men who had your basic characteristics, but I wanted a diverse group."
"Why?"
"It makes the waiting more suspenseful. And, we might even make some side bets during that nine month wait. But, from your perspective, Madhu's a slut. She loves being a slut. What could be more slutty that having a child that obviously isn't your husband's? Then, for the rest of her life, every one will know she fucked around because the baby doesn't look like you."
"I see what you mean, Mr. Malik."
"Let me explain further. The way the bet is set up is more complicated than just that. The first time there will seven of us depositing our seed in Madhu. The winner drops out and the next baby roulette will have only six contestants. Since she'll have five babies, the last one will be the product of one of only three men. Work out the math. The odds are overwhelming she'll deliver a rainbow before she's through."
Mr. Malik gave me a big, happy grin. Sonya was smiling contentedly as she lay bound on the desk.
"Ajay, that's a real slut. Five children, five obviously different fathers."
"She does enjoy being a slut."
"Yes, she does. And she's a damn fine slut, too. Any problems with the plan?"
"No, sir. It sounds like you have an interesting future planned for Madhu."
"And for you. These will be your children as well as hers. You'll be living with her and raising those children."
"I love children, Mr. Malik. I just hope they're all healthy and happy."
"Me, too. Anything else?"
"No, sir."
"Have a good day. Oh, Ajay, not one word of any of this to Madhu. I want everything that happens to be a surprise to her."
I nodded acquiescence. Mr. Malik was starting to fuck Sonya's ass as I quietly closed the door behind me.
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