“I recently had a baby girl with my colleague. She is 41 years old and I just turned 24. She is an art director for a production house which does movies. I am from the marketing team of a media and entertainment company. I met her through work, she is married and is leading a comfortable happy life. We hit it out because of our common interest and I am a pretty decent guy. I am quite gregarious so people find me easy to hang with.
She is married for 14 years now. And couldn’t conceive because of her husband. Our office went for a 3-day camping trip. We shared a tent. In the night jokes and pulling, legs turned into something more. I had sex with her and continued to do for a few months. In between those months, she told me if she gets pregnant she would like to keep the baby. I agreed, she was a good friend and I figured I could help.
She gave birth to a beautiful girl last week. I just keep thinking she is my daughter. I saw her for the first time yesterday and I was overwhelmed.She is really beautiful.The most beautiful little person I have ever seen. My friend also looked happy with a glow. Being a mother suits her.
The truth is I respect my friend a lot. And when things got sexual it didn’t feel like I was indulging in carnal pleasure. I never looked at her or thought of her in the carnal sense. Yet it happened and I feel glad I could help her out as a friend. She is extremely happy and has a new purpose in life. But in doing so I think I lost a small piece of my soul.”