What a (pleasant- no, absolutely wonderful) surprise!

John is coming back! I feel like just writing this out 10000 times and leaving that as my blog entry but it might get a bit repetitive, do you think?

I know I don’t deserve it and I will have to pay a price but I will be back living with the only man I really love. He is moving back in next weekend and in the meantime, my darling daughter is staying with me – I am so happy.

The price? Well Annette is coming too. In fact, it is thanks to her that all this is happening.

Yesterday, I heard a knock on the door and opened it to her – I was shocked. Since she had taken John away, I have not seen her and although I can’t blame her, deep down I know I have hated her. I wanted to slam the door on her but she pushed in and said that she had to talk to me. She told me that John was being torn apart and she couldn’t take it – she had to try to fix things but she needed my help. She told me she deeply loved John now and would never willingly let go, but she would share. She said that she believed that John loved me more than her but that he would never desert her because he felt he owed her his care and love.

I didn’t know what to say but she kept on talking. She said she has been so unhappy because John is hurting and she feels she was causing it. She knew John was very upset because our daughter was preferring Annette over me – Annette said she never wanted to take my daughter away from her mother. She said she had thought of giving up John but couldn’t face it – she needed him.

She asked me could we try sharing John – she had not discussed it with him but wanted to hear what I thought. My first thought, I hate to say, was whether she was playing some game and could I get John back just for myself. Then, I looked at her and remembered how well we had got on before and what a nice, sweet girl she really is. Annette is very sensitive and also incredibly warm – I used to think how vulnerable she is.

I know she loves John and I believe she thinks he loves me but I felt there was something else she hadn’t told me – there was a glow about her that I had never seen before. I challenged her: “you’re pregnant, aren’t you?” and she just nodded. But I couldn’t understand why she would want to share when my one advantage – a shared child – had been neutralised.

She explained. She wants to keep the child and she wants him or her to grow up in a happy environment with a loving father. If John was torn, he might finish up feeling trapped – she didn’t want that because everyone would be unhappy. Also she said that she had always felt strongly for me – I had been her first lover (and John her first male lover). She thought she could bring all the pieces together if we could make it work.

I had a nasty thought – after all Annette is a hooker - and so I asked how sure it’s John’s baby. She said 100% because she hasn’t worked for about five months and she has only fucked John. She said she would insist on doing a DNA test to prove it because she didn’t want John to have any doubt. I asked if John knew and she said no – she had only found out definitely yesterday and she had been thinking. I said she must tell him before we could discuss anything.

She said she needed to know if I could share. I said I needed to think although I feel I had already a pretty clear feeling that I wanted to try and then she embarrassed me by getting down on her knees and begging me to say “yes”. I said I would try but we would have to see what John thought – I feared he did not want me back. Annette said she knew he did.

I then had a brain snap or something and I knelt pulled up her top and kissed her tummy where the baby is sitting – I don’t know why – and then I kissed her face. I found she was kissing back but we got embarrassed and stopped rather awkwardly. But at that moment, I really felt there was hope.

Annette asked me to come with her to see John in the evening but I was meant to go to work and thought it might be better if she broke the news about her pregnancy to him without me. But she really wanted me there and so I cancelled work – after all, any chance to get back with John is most important. It was already 3pm and John would be picking up our daughter from day care at about 5.30pm and would be home about 6pm. Annette suggested I come over with her and wait with her for John to come home.

I dressed quite conservatively since my daughter would be there – I never let her see me in my slut clothes. Then Annette and I walked back to her place, hand-in-hand. Just three hours before, I would never have believed that I could bear to be this close to her.

When John came home, he was shocked and, I think, very unnerved to find me sitting there with Annette. However, with our daughter there, he was very restrained and just asked “Should I be very worried?” I smiled and said I hope not but when our daughter is in bed, Annette and I would like to have a little word with you.” He didn’t look much comforted – he said afterwards that he thought this little word would be about something that had united Annette and me against him.

Annette let him out of his misery – “don’t worry, we’ve just thought of something that should make everyone happy”.

I love my daughter but I could hardly wait for her to go to bed that night, so we could talk but she was very excited – she could sense something was up and so, of course, putting her to bed took twice as long as usual.

When we finally started to talk, I first told John that Annette had something to tell him. Annette told she was pregnant and you could see that John’s mind was whirring about, trying to work out where this was going to lead to.

He asked if she wanted to keep it and she said that there was no way that she was going to lose the baby – she wanted it so much. John replied to this that he would of course love and care for the child deeply and completely and he would help her bring him or her up. He was very careful in what he said and I could see he wanted to talk to her privately – I felt uncomfortable and suggested I let them talk but Annette said no very emphatically.

John then asked why. Annette explained her plan that we share him – I think he was a bit annoyed to tell the truth because it was as if he was not being consulted. He asked whether he had a say in this. So, I said to him that he must feel comfortable with this, that we both loved him deeply and if he wanted either one of us, I knew I would grab him eagerly and I strongly suspected Annette would too. I said that I felt he did not want me any longer and so, for me, this suggestion was wonderful but I understood he might prefer to stay with Annette – just as long as he never forgot our daughter.

After I said this, I think John felt less that he was being pushed into it and that he did have a choice. So he started asking questions. How would we share? Would we all live together? (Annette said yes.) How did we feel about each other/ He knew that I liked woman a lot – was I more interested in Annette? Annette and I had been lovers – did she want to get me back? Did he really belong here? I could tell he had been knocked around a lot by my stupid affair with Anna.

Annette said to him that he was the centre of her life and to my surprise walked up to him, knelt down, pulled out his cock and started sucking him right in front of me. I don’t know why but I felt very awkward sitting there – I have seen lots of girls suck cocks over my time - but Annette beckoned me with her finger and got me to join in. This was her way of selling the idea. (Annette swallowed his cum – I feel this may be an area of rivalry since I wanted to!)

Anyway, the result is that John stopped resisting and I hope and pray that the three of us (and children) can be together for the longest time.

Saturday 16 August 2008 - 12:38PM (EST)