Scared I will Never Get a White Woman Pregnant

I guess I'm better off overall, since at least I know that my wife has been seriously involved with this guy for a long time, and I always had some slight doubt about the baby's paternity from the first day I knew, although having that knowledge of their sexual relationship weighs on you in different ways because you're always wondering "is she with him at home right now? or now? or will she be with him tomorrow? and what is he doing to her body?" Part of the problem is that I have several visual images of having actually seen them together, making love, and doing that in ways that she and I have never made love, and I can't erase those images. In that same context, I've also seen his ** and I obviously can't compare to him in that category, not even close: suffice to say, she didn't marry me because I have a big **. I understand your point about possibly regretting being unable to connect with her and the baby while she was carrying her, but at this point, my feeling is that I won't have to worry about that: every day makes me more sure that my wife is carrying that man's child, that they both know it, and that they both love the idea of dropping this bombshell into our lives and our families' lives. It's a mean, spiteful thing to do, and just the idea makes me ** angry.

Well.......the baby arrived last week, Friday the Thirteenth, to be precise. Can you believe that **?? Friday the ** Thirteenth!! And as I thought and as you predicted, the child was black. A black baby boy, delivered from my wife's womb. She admitted that the baby was her boyfriend's, though I don't know if it's really an admission when she probably knew it all along, and maybe even planned it with her lover. She cried all day and all night at the hospital, saying she really believed it was mine while she was pregnant, but I kept calling ** to that. She cried the next day too, before being discharged, that she was soooooo sorry (again, I called **) and that she would break up with her black boyfriend and never see him again, never never never never never never, she said it over and over again. I finally felt sorry for her and agreed to go on the birth certificate, and I agreed to take her home with me. She called him on the phone as I sat next to her and told him the relationship was over. By Sunday, I wasn't feeling much better, but I was coming to grips with it. Then last night, something occurred that hadn't occurred since before the pregnancy: I saw my wife totally naked. I'd seen her ** several times, but not bottomless. I looked down below her bellybutton and she was sporting a tattoo I hadn't seen before. I've read about them and I know many other white women have them, but I never thought she did or would (she has no other tattoos). This was positioned below her bellybutton and just above her mound, on two lines of text with designs interwoven in them. The top line says "Black Owned", and the line below it says "Black Only". I freaked the ** out and left. She called me and said she would have it removed after she recovered. I spent last night in a motel, and now I have to decide if I'm going home tonight. My guess? Her boyfriend will drop by to see "my" baby. I feel like I'm swimming through a tsunami.

Ohhhh lord! Congratulations bro..you are now officially a new dad of a bi-racial baby.Firt of all thanks for the update. Many readers and I have been looking forward to the news. Secondly,there is nothing you can do about this baby other than raise it or take off and leave it behind. The phone call your wife made to the father means nothing..absolutely nothing. He is the biological father and has rights,if he so chooses. Your wife can let him see the baby willingly or he can go to court and invoke his rights. Even if none of that happens,the fact remains that father and child have rights to each other and you as parents have to make that happen. I hope all is civil. The tattoo tells you a lot. Every time you put your ** in your wife now,you will be violating her psyche..she has decided that her pussie is Black Owned and if for Blacks only.Not being black,you will basically be trespassing(with her permission) each time you enter her and your psych will be bothered too. She could take the tattoo off,but you already know how she feels about white men in general. You and I know that with the new baby,the black guy could be having ** with your wife forever and may even give her more kids. These three have lots of interactions coming over the life of that baby. You either going to decide to be part of that life or move on. Don't spend another night in a motel,its not gonna change anything,plus she needs u home.There is a black woman I know in a far away country.Her baby just turned 4 months today.The father of that baby wants to marry her.Before he does or at some point,she wants me to have a baby with her. Life is amazingly unpredictable as you have seen. I am just SOOO JEALOUS of you wife's baby Daddy! Best of luck,fast healing,for I know you feel like someone sent a spear right through your chest but missed the heart n u cant seem to get rid of the pain n hurt.It will get better eventually.

I came back home the next night after work, and was greeted by my wife and child, my wife's mother, and the black father of the child, all together and all ganged up on me. My mother-in-law was behind all this, at least in part, and I should have known it. She has cheated on her husband -- my wife's dad (who I admire) -- throughout their marriage. And my wife is actually the product of one of those affairs, though I didn't know that until this past week, and I don't know if her dad knows. So, my M-I-L has been totally supportive of my wife's infidelity. The father of the child told me the relationship with my wife isn't over, the tattoo isn't coming off my wife's mound (because it's true of her body and soul, he says), and I'm expected to stay with my wife, provide for her and the child, and keep up the appearance of one big happy family. My wife cried at the hospital for me to stay because we were alone, but now with her ** mother and her black lover behind her, she says she deserves the happiness that this arrangement gives her and she laughs at my pain. That tsunami is starting to pull me back out to sea: I'm lost.