Colpo Di Fulmine (Love at First Sight)
by Peter Cummings
Copyright© 2026 by Peter Cummings
Romance Sex Story: A horny thirty-nine year old St. Louis man meets a horny nineteen year old Philadelphia girl while attending a Conference. A hot five-day sexathon leads to pregnancy and more...
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Age Gap Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Anal Sex Analingus Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy .
In early June of 1988, I was in Philadelphia for a Graphic Design Conference at UPenn’s Houston Hall. My not-for-profit agency put me in a cheap motel that was a good bus ride away, near the airport.
On the bus to my motel after day one I got to chatting with a sexy looking local girl. She was probably 5’ 4,” 120 pounds, with an athletic body, shoulder-length dark hair, beautiful brown eyes and olive skin. She was very poised and confident looking.
She was wearing a tank top, no bra, and cut off designer jeans which barely covered her ass and hips. My brain thought, “Bad girl, a rebel. Her parents are well-off. She’s spoiled, and resents authority.” Nevertheless, she was scorching hot, I was very horny, and my cock always trumps my brain.
She said her name was “Maddie.”
“Is that short for Madison?”
“No, short for ‘Maddelena,’ I’m one hundred percent Italian. All my grandparents were born in Italy.”
“That’s cool. It’s a beautiful name and you’re certainly beautiful.”
She smiled coyly and asked where I was going. I told her about the conference and motel.
“How old are you?”
“I’m 39.”
“You don’t look 39. I think you’re hot. I like older men.”
“I think you’re hot too,”
“How old are you, Maddie?”
“19.”
I thought, “19, going on 30.”
“You want to hang out with me this evening? I’ve got some wine and a little weed.”
“Sure, that sounds good Phil.”
In my room, I said, “Maddie, no offense, but are you sure you’re 19?”
“You wanna card me?”
“No, it’s just ... well, I could get in a big jam if you’re underage.”
She pulled out her ID, it checked out.
“Sorry,”
“It’s okay.”
“Where were we? Wine? Weed?”
“Wine would be good.”
I got the wine and we moved to the couch. Sipping wine she told me that she had “issues.” Her parents — they have her seeing a therapist — a boyfriend who’s a juvenile, etc.
“I like older guys because they’re experienced. Guys my age are like little boys, you know?”
“I get it. More wine, Maddie?”
“Sure.”
I poured more wine. After more small talk and wine, we were both pretty buzzed.
“You have a thing for young girls, Phil?”
I had to laugh.
“Not really, just girls – women – I’m divorced. A lonely bachelor, really. Sorry, that sounded pathetic.”
“No Phil, it didn’t,”
She leaned over and kissed me, teasing me with her tongue. She tasted like wine mixed with lipgloss and her hair smelled like herbal shampoo.
I eagerly kissed her back, taking her tongue into my mouth and teasing her lower lip with my tongue and teeth. We sat our wine down and I kissed her hungrily, and began caressing her perfect, firm, round breasts through her top.
She began to unbutton my shirt.
“How do you like your sex, Phil?”
“Not on the couch.”
She ran her fingers over my chest and smiled.
“I don’t know Phil, we could start on the couch couldn’t we?”
She knelt down, unbuckled and unzipped me and took my cock in her hand and started rubbing it, then paused to remove her tank top and cut-offs, maintaining a confident look and eye contact.
“You like what you see, Phil?,”
My cock began to grow, and ooze pre-cum, when I saw she wore no panties, had a delicious looking kitty with a freshly-trimmed bikini line and smooth hairless thighs.
“I do. You’re gorgeous, Maddie.”
She licked my pre-cum and began to suck me, while fingering her pussy and smiling up at me.
“And that feels wonderful,”
She worked slowly, licking up and down my shaft. The view – her hair, face, lips, tongue – was amazing.
“You like my mouth, Phil?”
“Oh Hell yes!”
I held her thick dark hair as she took my whole length into her mouth and cupped my balls with her hand. I’d never felt so hard before.
I couldn’t believe how deep I was. I hadn’t had anything like this while married, or ever, for that matter. Soon I was groaning and squirming.
“Mmm, oh God ... Maddie, that’s so good, you’re going to make me...”
“Cum for me, Phil! Cum in my mouth!”
I did. I exploded and pumped my load into her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed all but a few globs that escaped as I shuddered through my orgasm.
“Fuck, Maddie, that was amazing.”
After she licked me clean, I pulled her up and into my arms and we shared a delicious kiss that tasted metallic and salty.
She laughed.
“That’s hot, and nasty, Phil!”
She hungrily kissed me, her tongue finding mine.
“Now it’s your turn Maddie, but on the bed, not the couch,”
We got up and I led her to the bed. She laid down with her knees up and legs spread, offering me a delicious view.
“You want to eat my teenage pussy, Phil?”
“Yes, I want to ravage you with my tongue,”
I got right to it and planted my face in her pussy with my arms under her legs and my hands on her flat belly, as she ground her hips into me.
She was so wet from fingering herself and turned on from the blow job that my face and her thighs were soon wet and slick. She tasted tangy and sweet with a musky scent mixed in.
“I love your taste, Maddie.”
She began to moan and purr. I paused to kiss and lick her smooth inner thighs before returning to her mound and she moaned and purred louder.
I worked her swollen clit with a thumb while using two fingers inside her. I paused and offered her a taste of my fingers. She took them in her mouth, sucked them and smiled devilishly.
“That’s hot. I love it.”
I laughed and went back to work, slowly teasing my tongue from her pussy to her pink puckered rosebud. It tightened, and quivered when I kissed it, then began licking and probing it.
“Oh God! Are you tonguing my ass?”
“Uh huh. How do you like an older man’s tongue in it?”
“Oh Jesus, I’ve never felt anything so ... Oh fuck, I’m going to cum. Oh fuck, fuck...”
She clamped her legs around my head and shuddered again and again, her juices wetting the sheets. I moved up beside her as she lay panting.
“Jesus, I’ve never cum so hard before.”
I gave her a messy kiss.
“Taste your juicy nectar, Maddie.”
“Fuck, you ARE nasty. Are you still hard?”
“Semi-hard.”
“Let me feel.”
She did, and soon had my cock engorged again.
“Make love to me, Phil.”
“Do we need protection?”
“No. Anyway, I bet you can’t cum again.”
The thought of barebacking her sweet young pussy had my cock throbbing.
“I’ll take that bet.”
Moving into position between her legs, I took my stiff cock and rubbed it up and down her simmering wetness.
I pushed the tip into her luscious folds as she watched, then she grabbed my hips and pulled me all in. I kissed her and told her how wet and hot she felt around my cock.
“You feel so good inside me.”
She began to use her hips against me and I let her control the tempo while kissing her face, neck and shoulders and fondling her breasts, kneading them, and licking her dark aureolas and jewel-like hard nipples.
“Work my clit, please, Phil.”
I did, rubbing it and flicking it as I fucked her harder and deeper. She gripped my ass so hard it hurt.
“I’m cumming again.”
“Good. Cum on this older man’s cock, Maddie.”
She did. She came hard, her velvety walls clamping down and sending me over the edge. I bottomed out and blasted my load into her unprotected belly. We collapsed on the bed, breathless.
“I won that bet”
“That was SO hot, Phil. It felt like a hot flood inside me.”
“A flood of about a million sperm.”
“More likely 15 to 200 million.”
“Is that a fact, and how would you know?”
“I read a lot, and remember 99% of what I read.”
“So then, you’re not only gorgeous, and sexy, but also super smart?”
“I guess.”
We laid together and talked for a while. She had been a honor student in high school and was enrolled at UPenn, but undecided about a major. School bored her, she said. She asked about my divorce and I told her my wife had her tubes tied without asking me.
“You wanted more kids, Phil?”
“I wanted a son, or at least a chance for a son.”
She gave me a melancholy look, and kissed me sweetly.
“Maddie I hope you’re not always this promiscuous, it can be dangerous.”
“I’m not Phil. I was ... I am ... really, really attracted to you. I don’t have sex randomly.”
Later we ate at a Mexican place, then walked hand in hand to a quiet park, and kissed and petted.
“Can I see you tomorrow?”
“Probably, we’ll see. I only live a short walk from here.”
She kissed me, pressing her firm young breasts and hips into me, gaving me the tip of her delicious tongue.
“Have a good night, Phil.”
My cock was hard again as I watched her walk away.
I called Maddie after day two of my conference and asked her to have dinner with me – and pushing my luck – added, “and spend the night.”
“I’ll let you know in a few minutes.”
She called back and said she’d told her mother she was going to spend the night with a friend.
“Cool. Wear something nice, I got us dinner reservations.”
Maddie arrived — in an expensive -looking pantsuit — and carrying a small designer overnight bag. We kissed and hugged.
“Give me a few minutes to fix my hair.”
Ten minutes later she had her long hair up and looked like a million dollars.
“Wow, you’re full of surprises, Maddie. You look like a cover girl.”
She just smiled and kissed me. She tasted like lipgloss and smelled faintly of perfume.
“Is that Krizia?”
“It is, and I put it on just for you.”
We took a cab to a very nice, new steakhouse. We had a great meal and conversation. She was taking computer science classes at UPenn. I told her that was a good field.
“But other than school, I’m lost. I feel like a boat at sea with no destination.”
“You don’t need to have a set destination. Just plot a course and forget about the destination. Maybe it will find you.”
We made out in the cab on the way to my motel, then changed and shared a joint and wine.
“Have you ever spent the night with an old geezer?”
“Don’t talk like that Phil. You’re as young as you feel. You’re a handsome man and a great lover.”
“You make me feel young and alive and happier than I’ve been in years.”
We had more wine and talked until late, then Maddie took a shower and came out in a satiny nightie.
I showered and came out in my boxers. Maddie was in bed propped up on pillows.
“Finish my wine, Phil?”
I did, and took the glass to the sink and rinsed it. I thought she was asleep – lying on her side – when I got into bed beside her. I spooned against her, kissed her shoulder and told her goodnight.
“I’m not asleep Phil, will you make love to me again?”
“If you want.”
“I do, Phil. Make slow, sexy love to me.”
“Have you ever made love while spooning?”
“No, but it sounds good.”
“Take off that sexy nightie and panties.”
She did, while I removed my boxers.
“God, you’re beautiful. I’m going to make love to you you’ll never forget.”
We spooned, and I reached around her with my top arm and began slowly teasing her leg and inner thighs with my fingers while kissing and licking her neck. Then I rubbed her precious furry mound and she started purring.
I teased her pussy lips with my fingertips and gently rubbed my knuckles in her folds. She was wet and slippery.
“I love your pussy.”
“Just my pussy?”
“No, I love all of you. Not just your body, I love all of you, Maddie.”
“Push your top leg forward so I can enter you easily.”
I helped her get positioned.
“Lift up so I can get my other arm under you.”
I began teasing her breasts, and she put her hand on mine.
“God, Phil, this feels so good, our bodies feel joined.”
I entered her wetness easily and began to gently push inside her and she moaned, pushed her hips back while holding my hand tightly against her breasts.
“You’re so wet and hot. Hot like a furnace.”
I eased in and almost out, slowly, several times, while increasing my pussy and clit teasing with my fingers. I fingered her gently, then harder. After several minutes of this, she was breathing hard.
“Is this good for you Maddie?”
“Oh God, I’m close to cumming but I don’t want this to end.”
I probed deeper with both cock and fingers, trying to find her sweet spot.
“How’s this?
“Oh fuck yes, that feels so good.”
“I love your tight pussy, Maddie. I could stay like this forever.”
“Me too.”
By now she was gasping.
“Are you close? I don’t want to cum first.”
She laughed breathlessly.
“Yes.”
Finally, I pushed hard into her.
“I can’t help it, I’m going cum.”
“Me too.”
She pushed back hard against me and I felt my orgasm rising from my balls to my shaft.
“Oh yes, yes, yes...”
She spasmed fiercely as my cock throbbed and shot my load inside her. She pressed my hand even harder to her breast while I held her with my arm across her hip, holding her flat firm belly as we trembled.
“You make me cum so hard.”
“Stay inside me like this, please?”
“I’m here Maddie, I’m not going anywhere.”
When we’d recovered our breath, I softened and slipped out of her juicy slit.
“You were right, Phil. I’ve never had sex this good.”
“It’s as intimate as sex can be, I think. I love this position and it’s also good when the woman is pregnant.”
Maddie just smiled. We cuddled and kissed goodnight and fell asleep spooning.
On day three, Maddie showed up at lunch at the UPenn food kiosks.
“Maddie, what a surprise!”
I saw that she was distressed.
“What is it Maddie?”
“My boyfriend. Can I stay with you again tonight? I’m afraid of him.”
“Yes, I guess. Sure. What about until then?”
“I’ll be okay. He’s at work now. Later I’ll hang out here on campus or something.”
“How did you find me?”
“My dad works at UPenn and I asked if there was anything graphics related going on and he told me. My boyfriend gets crazy jealous...”
“Which is what you wanted, right?”
“Yes, except he gets violent. He’ll calm down overnight, if I can avoid him. Phil, can you forgive me for using you to make Dave jealous?”
“There’s nothing to forgive, Maddie. I care about you.”
“I care about you too, Phil. I really, really do.”
“If you want you can just let yourself into my room, here’s a spare key.”
“Thanks Phil.”
She kissed me.
“You’re a crazy, mixed up kid, you know?”
“Yeah, I hear that a lot, and you’re a lifesaver.”
“No, you’re the lifesaver, making me feel alive and needed.”
She left and I finished my afternoon at the conference, then bussed back to my hotel.
That evening Maddie and I went back to Old City, had dinner and walked around the historic area, then went back to my motel.
“You want some wine or weed?”
“Sure, some weed might help me relax.”
“That sounds like a plan.”
We shared a joint and some wine, and talked. One thing led to another and Maddie recalled my tongue in her rosebud.
“That was so hot and sexy Phil, I almost still feel it.”
“Would you like to feel that again?”
“I would.”
“How about anal, are you up for that? I love your ass.”
“I’ve never had it, but sure, if you want it.”
Just the thought of taking her sweet virgin ass made me hard.
“Oh, I want it.”
I suggested we take a shower together.
“Oh, that sounds fun.”
She began undressing.
“Slow down babygirl, we’ve got all night.”
She lit up at the “babygirl” remark.
“If I’m your babygirl, should I call you Daddy?”
“Whatever you want Maddie. Call me whatever you want.”
Showering took a while. We washed each other, paying special attention to the other’s private parts. We were both aroused and barely dry when we got on the bed.
I told her to get on her hands and knees and I began kissing and licking every part of her body I could reach, slowly zeroing in on her pussy and ass. She was squirming, breathing hard, pushing back into my face, getting very juicy.
I licked back and forth from her clit to her pucker, making her squeal. She tasted tangy and her musky scent was intoxicating. I probed her rosebud with my tongue, wetted a finger in her juicy pussy nectar, and carefully eased it into her and stopped.
“Is this okay?”
“Oh God, Phil.”
She moaned. I gently worked one finger further in, while kissing her behind and hips, then slowly added a second.
“Relax, Maddie, relax, okay?”
She did, and I began working two fingers in and out. She loosened up easier than I expected, and began pushing her ass into me.
“Are you ready for Daddy’s cock in your ass, babygirl?”
“Uh, huh.”
I gently pushed my cockhead against her wet pucker and she moaned.
“Just put it in Phil, put it in!”
I pushed harder and the head popped inside her and stayed. She squealed.
“Oh, fuck.”
Once inside her, she began to push back and suddenly I was completely in.
“Fuck, that feels so weird, but good. Fuck my ass, Daddy.”
“Put your head and shoulders down on the bed.”
I grabbed her hips as I gently began to pump in and out. She did as I said and grabbed handfuls of sheets, moaning and purring.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”
“Your ass feels so tight and hot, babygirl.”
“Fuck my virgin ass, Daddy.”
I did. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back and looked at her.
“Cum for me babygirl, cum for Daddy.”
After a few more hard thrusts, she did. When she came it was forceful, and she bit the sheets as she convulsed and shuddered, her ass clamping around my rod, twitching.
Her spasms had my balls tightening and I was about to cum. I pulled out of her ass and slipped into her hot pussy. I exploded inside her and we moaned and groaned like one voice, then I collapsed on top of her.
“I can’t believe how great that felt, are you alright?”
“I’m fine, you were wonderful, Daddy.”
I rolled off and she rolled over and we locked in an embrace that was like a straightjacket and we laid like that for several minutes.
“Can I keep you?”
I just grinned and kissed her.
She fell asleep almost immediately, and I quietly eased out of bed, covered her, used the toilet, turned off the lights, and got back in bed, spooned her and pulled her tight to my body. Almost asleep, I heard a soft dreamy voice say, “Daddy.”
Day Four: I awoke, blinked a few times, felt my morning wood throbbing and found Maddie on her hands and knees over my legs licking my knob.
“Oh Maddie, you’ll be the death of me.”
“I just love your cock.”
“Turn around and put your sweet pussy over my face and we can pleasure each other.”
She did. When I was about to cum I said, “Maddie, I want to come inside you.”
We switched around, my fingers found her drenched pussy. She guided my cock to her opening. Removing my fingers and replacing them with my cock, I offered her a taste of her juices and she licked my fingers and we kissed.
“God, you’re so nasty.”
She kissed me hard again. After a few slow, teasing strokes, I hit bottom as she began to spasm and we came together, perfectly, with me filling her with my cum again.
When our heartbeats slowed and we were breathing almost normally I kissed her lips, her nose, her neck, her ears and placed my hand on her breast and caressed it, then moved it down to her belly.
“You know you’re probably ovulating, right?”
“Mmm, yeah. How did you know?”
“I’m an older man, remember? You’re hornier than an eight-peckered owl, and your cervical fluid is like egg whites and slippery.”
She laughed out loud, hysterically.
“That didn’t stop you from cumming inside my unprotected pussy several times, did it? I might get pregnant. It’s probably about a twenty percent chance. Wouldn’t you like to knock up a teenager half your age?”
What could I say? I pulled her to me, one hand still on her belly, kissed her hard.
“I would. I’d love to see your belly big with my baby and your breasts full and milky. You’d be sexier and hornier than ever.”
She smiled and kissed me with a passion, and I felt good.
“Maddie, I have a job interview this morning but I can play hookie this afternoon, what about you?”
“I’ll be free if you are, Phil.”
“How about the Art Museum?”
She laughed.
“I practically grew up there, I can be your private tour guide.”
“Are you sure that’s alright?”
“Sure. I’ll show you my favorite pieces. Do you want to meet there?”
“Yes, how about after lunch, say one o’clock?”
“Great.”
We dressed, went out for breakfast, then caught a bus to UPenn. At our stop, we got off and walked, holding hands until we had to go our separate ways.
We embraced and shared a long kiss – a few people stared – then broke apart.
“I’m going to miss you today, Daddy.”
She smiled and winked devilishly. My cock began to stir as she walked away, swaying her hips.
When we met later at the museum she was all smiles.
“How did you like my exit this morning?”
I pulled her tight to my body and put my hands on her ass.
“I fucking loved it. That was great. I love your sense of humor and timing.”
She took me by the hand and led me to her favorites. She had good taste, a little more modern than mine, and I told her so.
“What do you like, Phil?”
“I guess the Old Masters most.”
So she took me to the rooms with the best of those. We took a break and sat in an out of the way nook.
“Maddie, what’s your surname?”
“Amoroso, why?”
“Just curious.”
“Are you getting hungry?”
“No, but you just gave me a great idea.”
“What?”
“Come eat with my family tonight. Momma’s a great cook.”
“I don’t know, Maddie, how will you umm ... explain me?”
She kissed me.
“Let me take care of that. Will you come?”
“Sure,” I said, but the thought made me very nervous.
She called home. I didn’t hear the conversation but she told me she had forgotten her parents were going to an event of some kind, downtown.
“Which gives me an even better idea. I’ll cook for you.”
I felt slightly less uneasy about this idea, but agreed.
“I’ll make linguine with black olives and garlic, and Italian sausage, okay?”
“Sounds great,.”
It was delicious. I helped her do the dishes and straighten up, then we took our wine to the patio. It was a beautiful evening and her patio was lovely with flowers and shrubs and an in-ground swimming pool and surrounded by a privacy fence.
We had more wine and watched the sunset. A little later soft patio lighting switched on.
“Maddie, can your neighbors see in here?”
“No, why?”
“We could swim nude.”
“God. And I thought I was impulsive.”
I laughed. She laughed and kissed me.
“I’ll get towels, and be right back.”
She came back with two beach towels, one around her naked body. She got in the pool as I undressed, now wondering if this was a bad idea. The water was warm and soon so were we. We kissed and I told her how beautiful her body was.
“Yours isn’t bad either.”
She trailed her fingers from my shoulder to my waist then to my groin. I began feeling her up as she took my cock in her hand. She gasped as I fingered her clit and kissed me hungrily.
“We need a bed, Maddie.”
“Will the big lounge chair do?”
“If you’re sure no one will see us.”
“They won’t.”
We got out of the pool, grabbed towels, went to the big chaise lounge. It was almost dark now. I resumed petting – one hand fingering her juicy pussy, the other on her breasts – and soon she was moaning while we kissed and she held me by the hips.
“Get inside me, Phil.”
She was moaning.
“You’ll make me cum first.”
“That’s not important to me — just fill me inside — please.”
I did. I eased inside her, in the pushup position and slowly probed until I was buried in her smoldering tube, then slowly eased out, then in, then continued, willing myself not to cum.
Lowering my head to her face and shoulders I kissed her fervently as she pushed herself hard against me, and I teased her breasts and her nugget-like nipples.
“Finger my clit.”
She was breathing hard.
“Like this?”
“Yes, more, please.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
She gasped.
“Yes, yes.”
“I’m going to cum.”
My balls began to clench.
“Cum hard.”
I did. I drove my cock as deep as I could then erupted inside her as she wrapped her legs around me like a vise.
She whispered ‘yes,’ in my ear as she climaxed, her contracting tunnel pulsing around my penis.
As we relaxed, I said, “I love you, Maddelena Amoroso.”
Just then a car pulled into the drive.
“Oh shit, Phil, it’s my parents.”
“Is there a way out of the patio?”
“Yes. There are gates on both sides of the house.”
“Put on your towel and go to the house. Act natural. You took a swim – alone – don’t worry about me, I’ll sneak out later.”
She pressed her body to mine, kissed me with her sweet lips and tongue.
“I think I love you too.”
“Think?”
She just turned and hurried to the house.
“Call me later.”
I dried off and got dressed.
“Holy shit, I thought, what’s next, I wonder?”
I waited until the lights in the back of the house went out – maybe an hour – and at least one light upstairs came on, then I crept to the side gate, opened it and walked out.
Back at my motel, about 11:30, Maddie called.
“Jesus, Phil. ‘Act natural?’ I was almost laughing as I went in the house.”
“So what was said?”
“Not much, really. Obviously I’d been swimming nude, but they’re used to my impulses. But really, Phil, ‘Act natural’ cracked me up.”
“I’m glad it did. I bet it took the anxiety out of the situation.”
“I guess so, at least a little bit, but our juice was running down my legs.”
“Oh great,” I said, laughing out loud.
“Maddie, I’m supposed to fly home tomorrow, but I’ll probably have to come back soon for another interview. Also, I may have to...”
“Shush. Phil, can we talk about this tomorrow?”
“Sure, meet at school?”
“Yes, you know the BioGarden?”
“No, but I’ll find it. Goodnight Maddelena, I love you.”
“I love you too, Phil, ‘act natural’ — Jeez.”
On day five I got to UPenn very early, got some coffees and bagels and found the BioGarden.
When Maddie arrived, we kissed and hugged, then she pushed away and gave me a serious look.
“Momma knows, Phil.”
“Knows what, and how?”
“Early this morning she went outside and found the other towel.”
“Oh, shit. But that doesn’t explain...”
“I told her.”
“Oh, brother. What did you tell her?”
“The truth, Phil. That I’ve been with you, and it was, in Italian — ‘Colpo di Fulmine’ — love at first sight, just like her and Papa. She’s a romantic. She was thrilled.”
“Maddie, you’re so amazing, it’s almost scary. But you lied a little, didn’t you?”
“How, Phil?”
“It wasn’t love at first sight, it was more like love after first sex.”
She just smiled and kissed me.
“Did you tell her we had sex?”
“Yes, but she knew anyway. Momma said I had ‘glow’ this morning she’d never seen before.”
“What about your father?”
“Phil, He’s a pussy cat, he dotes on me. He’s not a problem. My parents were both in their mid-thirties when they had me. I was a happening they thought was impossible.”
“That’s amazing, and you’ve given me something I thought was impossible.”
“Of course you’ll have to ask Papa’s permission to court me, or his blessing, if I’m pregnant.”
“You’d marry me, just like that?”
“What did you think I’d do?”
“Well, my heart says you would, but my mind says its too much to hope for, I’m too old for you, I...”
“I was lost until you came into my life. I realize it now, and I have you. I’m keeping you.”
“Now what?”
“Go home, call me every day, and come back as soon as you can. We’ll go from there. Remember what you told me about setting a course, not worrying about the destination? I’ve set my course. The destination is up to us.”
Back in St. Louis I was swamped with catch-up work for several days, but talking to Maddie on the phone each night kept me going like caffeine. I asked her if she felt anything to make her think she was pregnant.
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