The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“What about you, Jess? Wouldn’t we be stepping on your toes?” Mom asked.

“I won’t be upset. They’re not my boyfriend or girlfriend. I’m offering my womb to them for a child, that’s it. I like them, but it’s not romance, it’s business and sexual pleasure. I’ll leave you two alone to talk about that.”

I went back down to the dock, leaving my parents alone. Ten minutes later, I got a call from Melinda.

“Jessie, what do you want? I’m supposed to meet Martin shortly to discuss something.”

“Good. He should be part of the discussion too. I’d like to talk to you both about a problem you’re having?

“What problem?”

“The problem that caused you and Martin to separate.”

“What have you heard?”

“That Martin is infertile.”

Melinda started crying. “Oh, Jessie. I’m so upset. We’ve been trying for five years to have a baby. We’ve finally gone to the doctor, and found out he can’t have children. All my life, I’ve wanted a child and the man I love can’t give me one. Paying for IVF treatments is more than we can afford right now. I’m so distressed.”

“I know you are. I’ve got a possible workaround. I’d like to talk to you both about it.”

“You really think you can help?”

“A possibility only. You may not want to go through with it.”

“When do you want to talk?”

“Tonight works for me, especially if you were going to meet with Martin anyway.”

“Let me call him and ensure it’s okay, and I’ll call you back.”

“I’ll be here.”

She called me back within five minutes. “Martin says he’ll meet with you.”

“Why don’t you tell me what you and Martin like to eat, and I’ll order take out and bring it with since it’s almost suppertime.”

“Pizza is fine, Martin will eat anything, but I like just pepperoni with extra cheese.”

“And the address?”

Melinda gave me the address. I told her I’d be there when the pizza’s were done.

I asked the wolves what they liked on pizza. “Lots of meat,” Conor said.

Ask a stupid question…

I called Pizza Hut and ordered two double meat pizzas with even more meat, hamburger and sausage, one pepperoni with extra cheese and a deluxe pan pizza with like eight toppings on it. I figured I could eat any of the three different types. They said they’d be ready for pick up in forty minutes. I told the wolves we needed to get ready to go. When we went into the house, Mom and Dad were in their bedroom again, banging away. Who knew my visit was going to be so good for their sex life.

I told the wolves to dress a little spiffier than what they’d worn to Gerhard’s today as they had to impress some people.

We left in time to pick up hot pizza on our way to the Johanssons.

******

Jess Finds Some Family

Conor was driving, so I texted Melinda and let her know we had the pizzas and should be there in fifteen minutes.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

They were surprised that I’d brought two other people with me.

“We didn’t know anyone else was coming,” Martin said.

“I understand. This is kind of in the nature of show and tell, and they’re kind of necessary for the show part. This is a married couple, Conor and Brigitte O’Leary,” I said. “Like you, one of them has a fertility problem, although in this case, it’s Brigitte. Like you, they’re a little desperate to have a child. I’m the answer to their prayers. I’m going to be a surrogate mother. Conor is going to inseminate me. When the child is born, I will give the baby to them to raise. That’s why I invited them. Conor, Brigitte, this is Melinda and Martin Johansson. Melinda graduated with me. Martin was a year ahead of us. Why don’t we start in on the pizza while it’s still hot, and then we can get down to some details of what I’m suggesting.”

We started in on the pizza, getting to know each other a little bit better with some small talk. At some point, there was scratching at the door, and Martin got up and let a little terrier type mutt inside.

“Get in here Rags, so you can meet our new friends.”

Unfortunately, to Rags, their new friends didn’t smell like people. They smelled like wolf. He began growling and barking at Conor and Brigitte. Conor lowered his hand toward Rags, and he snapped at his hand. Conor was fast enough to pull away. Martin snatched the dog off the floor and held him.

“He never acts like this with people,” Martin said.

“I was around some tame wolves this morning,” Conor said. “I was petting them. He must smell them on me. Probably smells them on all of us to some extent, although Jessica didn’t get too close to them.”

“How many?” Martin asked.

“A half dozen, at least.”

“Are you sure they were tame?”

“Quite sure. There was a lot of licking going on.”

“Let me put him in the other room.”

Other than the Rags incident, the meal went well.

When everyone had their fill, I got down to business. Both Martin and Melinda took a seat on the couch, leaning forward to hear every word. Martin’s hand was in both of Melinda’s. Throughout much of our discussion, one of them would squeeze the hand of the other.

“As I mentioned, I’m going to be a surrogate mother for the O’Leary’s, since it’s Brigitte that can’t conceive. I came to visit my parents to tell them I’m going to be a surrogate mother, so they could meet and they’d realize why I was having a child when I wasn’t even married.

“At the place where the wolves were today, I was telling a man named Gerhard what I was doing. He said that they had a few couples he was familiar with, who had the same sort of problem, like a genetic trait. When Mom and Dad were bringing me up to date on some of my classmates, they mentioned that you were having a similar problem. I thought if I could help Brigitte and Conor, perhaps you could help other couples. Now, what I was thinking, is that perhaps you could have a child for an infertile couple, and in return, they could provide you with your own baby. Perhaps, you could even have your own before providing one for them. No IVF costs involved, and they’d pay all medical costs for the child you provide for them.

“Martin, I know you’re extremely disappointed that you can’t give Melinda a beautiful baby of your own. I know how frustrated Brigitte is that another woman will be growing her husband’s child inside of her. We’ve tried to become friends, so it doesn’t seem like a stranger is carrying her husband’s baby.

“Here’s the really hard part for you, and the reason you may not wish to proceed. An insemination has to occur naturally for their baby. It may be possible for your own child to be conceived artificially, but theirs cannot. There is a sound medical reason for this, which will be explained to you before you decide to proceed. But a lot of men might have difficulty with their wife having sex with someone else.”

Martin leaned back against the couch they sat on, a tear quickly forming and trailing down his cheek. Melinda squeezed his hand for about the tenth time.

“Are you having conception with Conor naturally?” Melinda asked.

“I am. As I said, there are sound medical reasons for doing so, and Brigitte knows what these reasons are, and accepts the need.”

“We all wish it were otherwise,” Brigitte said. “We’ve explored every other alternative we could think of. This offers our only chance to bring a baby into the world.”

“So I’d be having sex with another woman’s husband to have their child?”

“That’s correct, one spouse is required to suffer the indignity of their spouse having sex with another during each of the two pregnancies. I’m sure that doesn’t make Martin feel much better, knowing some other fellow’s wife is going through what he’s going through, but the truth of the matter is, no matter how a child enters your marriage, Martin is not going to be the father, whether it’s a sperm bank, adoption, or this way. For the five days that Melinda is ovulating, someone else is going to provide the sperm, one child for you, one for the other couple. They will not have any contact with you after conception of your child. They were merely providing a service that you needed.

“For your child, the natural father will butt out of your life, and have nothing to do with your child, its rearing, or anything else. For the other child, you have to abandon any claim to that child yourselves. You can have no part in raising it. The child becomes theirs. For some mothers, especially one who wishes to be a mother as much as Melinda does, that could also be a problem; carrying a new life for nine months, then giving it up totally. I’m sure you’ll understand why that’s necessary before you have the baby.”

“Would this genetic abnormality appear in our child?” Martin asked.

“It would not. The man chosen to father your baby will be much like Conor here. Conor, could you pull off your shirt, please.”

Conor pulled off his shirt, revealing his physical perfection, and that was only above his waist.

“Like Conor, he’d be strong, handsome, healthy, intelligent, an ideal male, to father your child, who would be healthy, smart and as handsome or beautiful as Conor or Brigitte is. I’m sure you might even have a way to select certain characteristics for your child such as hair or eye color, to more closely match Martin’s own characteristics.”

“If we decided to proceed, what else has to happen?” Martin asked, sitting up and leaning forward once more, perhaps accepting the necessity for such a dire alternative for his wife, and ultimately, his marriage.

“Melinda would need to have a medical examination to ensure that she’s capable of successfully carrying a healthy child to term. Your own doctor can be used for this and the exam would be paid for by the couple interested in your surrogacy services. There’s some paperwork that has to be signed, and once it is, the medical details I alluded to which requires a direct insemination, and the exact abnormality would be explained. You can choose to back out any time prior to conception, but once pregnancy has occurred, you’ll be obligated to deliver the child and give it to the parents. If you’re allowed to have your own child first, you must still contractually provide a child to the other couple. It’s too late to back out, once you have your own child. For that reason, they may want their own first, but you can work those details out with them.

“I know this is a lot to take in, and you certainly don’t have to make up your mind now. I’ll only be here for a couple weeks, but I’m not necessary for the process. I merely bring it to your attention because of my own similar involvement. Before I return to Maine, I will provide a phone number for the person who will monitor the transaction. Conor, you may put your shirt back on.”

“You’ve given us a lot to think about, Jessica. I’d like to thank you for bringing this to our attention. You’re right that it may be difficult for us to see our way through with this option, but, so far, it’s the best option I’ve heard. We’ll talk about it and contact you with our decision,” Melinda said.

“Everyone who meets you, can see how much you love one another,” I said. “It would be unfortunate if the stresses imposed by this difficulty caused a serious breach in your relationship. Already, it’s caused you to separate as you considered your way around this dilemma. I know that no matter what you decide to do, it will be difficult for both of you. Good luck to you.”

I stood up and shook both of their hands, then Melinda clutched Martin’s arm and leaned against his shoulder, momentarily interrupted when both Conor and Brigitte took their hands and wished them well.

“What do you think they’ll do?” Brigitte asked, once we were back in the car.

“I think they’ll agree for her to provide a child, but when she finds out she’ll have to fuck a wolf, that could be a problem, and it could go either way at that point. I’m trying to imagine which would be more difficult for Martin, his wife fucking a wolf, essentially an animal in their mind, or the wolf in human form.”

“How so?” Conor asked.