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Sarah vs Him	By : Irishdrgon Category: 1 through F > Chuck Views: 14752 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sarah returned home after a short walk and sighed with frustration. The walk was her attempt to clear her head and gain some perspective , both of which had failed.

She had her phone on silent and checked it for messages. There were two messages. one was from Chuck saying that he would be delayed in his trip for a few more days , and the other was from him.

It will just be us tonight. Wife working late. Same time.

The message from Chuck was a little unexpected. Why hadn’t he called her? He just sent her a text...that was a little unusual for him.

The other message was not surprising.

Why? Why had she done it? Why has she allowed this man to do this to her? Why had she done this to her husband.

She wasn’t able to make sense of it.

She thought back to her conversation with Carina.

“So why did you let it happen?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

“It’s not like I planned it,” Sarah snorted.

“The hell you didn’t!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You let him impregnate you.”

“That was a mistake.”

“No it wasn’t.”

Her mind replayed the meeting with Carina over and over.

She thought she was telling the truth, but was she really? Did she let this man impregnate her?

She hung her head as she came to a sickening resolution....Of course she did.

She went to see him. She needed to tell him, and she knew that she needed to end it. She just hoped she could finally do it this time.

“You’re pregnant?”

“Yes,” she replied solemnly. She was lying underneath him as she cane down from her orgasm.

“Well that’s great news! Congratulations you and Chuck...,”

“You are the father,” she said interrupting him.

“Huh,” he said stunned.

“Chuck isn’t the father. It is you,” she replied.

“But how can that be you were..”

“The implant expired.”

“But you and Chuck..,”

“Always wore condoms,” she replied as she looked directly at him while he was still buried inside of her.

“I never wore one,” he said almost stupidly.

“I know. I need to go,” Sarah replied as she felt him leaking out of her again.

“No wait,” he said not moving.

“What?”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why? I told you the implant expired,” she began.

“No. I mean why did you make him wear a condom,” she said as he began to harden inside of her.

“No I can’t,” she said as she felt him rock into her.

“You wanted it to be me,” he replied picking his pace up.

“No...I didn’t..,” she replied.

“Yes you did.”

“No..it....was...mistake,” she moaned as her pleasure build.

“No...That’s me growing inside of you,” he moaned as he seemed to go into a frenzied rage of fucking her.

“You wanted it...don’t deny it,” he moaned.

He began pumping her so hard, that she had to unlock her legs from his back as he thrust deep inside of her. She squealed with delight as she felt him slide further into her.

“No....Oh...God...,” she moaned as as the friction was driving her to oblivion.

“God…oh I can’t hold it…oh god,” he cried as he erupted deep inside of her, his seed coating the inside of her fertile valley, and she sensing he was close, locked her legs around his back and pulled him deeper inside of her.

She continued to thrust a few more times until she began to feel the waves of pleasure hit her again, and she was engulfed in her third orgasm of the day, and he broke her again.

“Oh God I do want your baby! she moaned.

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The next day Sarah was walking into the new corporate headquarters for the software company she and Chuck had founded,.

She made her way up to her palatial office on the seventh floor and was just settling in when her secretary buzzed her, informing her there was someone to see her.

“Ok please send them in,” she replied.

The last few weeks Sarah and Chuck has been busy meeting clients, and prospective clients for their new enterprise.

When a the man came in who she had never seen before, she naturally assumed he was a prospective client and extended her hand.

“Hi I’m Sarah Bartowski,” how may I help you.

“Hello Mrs. Bartowski. My name is Ara Gorski,” said while shaking her hand.

“How can I help you Mr. Gorski,” she said while sitting down and motioning him to do the same.

“Well Mrs. Bartowski I’m sorry to
be the bearer of bad news,” he began while opening up his brief case.

“Bad news,” she asked.

“Yes. Your husband thought it would be better this way.”

“My husband?”

The next few minutes were a blur, as she felt her heart break into a thousand pieces. Gorski put down a few papers but the only words she saw were dissolution of marriage.

She could see his lips moving but couldn’t hear him over the sound of blood rushing to her head.

Words like infidelity, grounds for divorce, deception, and unforgivable all hung in the air as Gorski continued.

Sarah wept uncontrollably as her deception was laid bare until mercifully Gorski finished.

“What do I do know,” Sarah asked him.

“I don’t think you have a choice Mrs. Bartowski. You could contest the divorce; however there is sufficient evidence against you. There is also the case of your unborn child. It is Mr. Bartowski’s hope that you and the father will do the right thing for the child.”

“The settlement generously provided by my client will certainly be able to support you for a time. As you know by now you are officially terminated from the company.”

Sarah just hung her head.

“What about them,” she asked.

“The Woodcombs were served this morning,” Gorski continued.

“From my understanding the pregnancy was a blindside to his wife,” he said.

“Ellie,” she said silently.

“Yes. Well apparently she was under the impression that you two had an agreement about things. Apparently that agreement was violated.”

“What about Chuck?”

“My client is moving operations overseas. That is all I have been instructed to tell you,” he replied.

“And his sister?”

“I was to inform the immediate family that as far as my client is concerned, he has no sister.”

“Nor a wife,” he added for effect.

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Twenty three months later Sarah was pushing her daughter in the shopping cart at the grocery store.
The Woodcombs has divorced and she had no contact at all with Devon. He was merely a sperm donor, and and not involved in her, or her child’s life.

She was just about through the check out line when she saw a national tabloid magazine.

Chuck Bartowski had grown his company into a Fortune 500, and was among the most eligible bachelors in the world.

At least he was. On the front page of the tabloid was a picture of a woman sporting a humongous diamond ring. His fiancé was named Carina.
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