Fi cut the cord and they went to weigh and measure Eddie. 8 lbs. 1 oz.20 inches long. Perfectly healthy.Fi walked him over and sat down. "Here's mu...my, Eddie. Here's yourson, Kells."I smiled and looked over at Fi holding him, "Our son."After 45 minutes of delivering the placenta and sewing me up, they tookme to recovery. They gave me enough painkillers so that, when I see thepicture of Eddie and me, I have no recollection. We joked that Fi put acake in my hands and then photoshopped in. She never moved.Friday night was the worst. She had a date. Her first since the separation. She looked like a vision, in a small dress and her hair up. Luckily the guy was a dud, so she was home early. We ate ice cream, watched TV and went to bed. But the agony of seeing her like that, and the pain of knowing there were yet another long line of guys who I’d have to wait for, was too much.I jerked my cock with more force. Angry. Sad. Jealous. I wanted to cum, and I wanted it to feel good, but I. I unwillingly opened my main door and thought to bring someone for a hot fucking session but due to extreme hot weather no one was there again I thought of Saqib.I climbed over the wall and called his mother that my son is too sick and that send someone to accompany me to the nearby hospital. She in a doze style called to Saqib as I knew that only Saqib is available and he came out of his room while rubbing his eyes.I thanked her and exclaim yes with joy when he entered I picked my son and we. At the time of this story, we had 2 c***dren, a boy and a girl and we had decided that we would have no more c***dren. We enjoyed our life together and I had not considered sex outside our marriage. I believed at that time that Sue was also true to our marriage although I found out later on that this was not the case. Henry was a tall and very confident individual possibly reflecting his German background. I had got to know him through my work. We had become friends because whenever there was.