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My gf got pregnant while we were on a break
So to make a long story shorter, my gf and I were having some problems, and decided to take a temporary break. Not long after she confesses that she’s pregnant, and that she knows the baby isn’t mine.
She admitted that when we went on our break, she went to a coworkers place to “hangout”, and they had sex multiple times and slept together. She said the first time they used a condom, but claims he talked her into taking it off and having sex raw the other times after that (this was all the same night apparently).
Personally I think it was her idea because she has always talked about preferring no condom. She tells me she wants me to be involved in raising the child but said she wants the coworker to be present and be the active father. For the record, this coworker guy has apparently flirted with her in the past, despite knowing her and I were together.
I told her I didn’t know what to think, and she apologized profusely. I don’t want to leave her but I don’t know how I feel about her and this guy fathering a child together with me just on the sideline. I told her I need to think on things, and we had a long talk about our relationship, and we wound up having sex before I left.
She tells me she still loves me, and I honestly still love her.
This happens more often than you know. Often the first child was not fathered by the husband and arrives very early although weighing 7 or more pounds. My wife got pregnant by her boyfriend shortly before they broke up. She didn't know that she was pregnant when we started dating but it was soon obvious that she had gotten pregnant before we started dating. I soon fell in love with her and asked her to marry me.
You’re on your way to being a cuck. She’s going to keep fucking him and eventually you’ll be at the end of his cock also.
Apparently this happens often.
When I was in college. I was studying criminology, and forensic medicine. One of our assignments was to test the DNA of our parents and ourselves. To see how many markers we had of each of our parents.
Well surprisingly my DNA had several markers from my mom. But nothing from my father. I got my professor involved. He double checked all my work. He came up with the same results. He said he was sorry, but it appears that my father is not my real father.
I've never said anything to my mom. But I've always wondered who my father really is.