The next few days, I noticed a spring in his step that I hadn't seen before. He told me that work was going better for him and that he was taking a few more calculated risks and they were working out. He also seemed more interested in me. A few weeks later, my stomach was upset. It didn't take long to realize that I was pregnant and I knew that it wasn't Jim's baby. His sperm count was so low that we would have to fuck a million times just to reach a normal man's count. Even so, Jim would be happy and feel manly yet again.

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