Is it morally or ethically wrong

I believe she's a little smitten with me so :p

I don't think she's loose. She's in her late 30's and wants a kid so she chose a suitably mate and got herself knocked up.

Plus she's Greek so chances are she likes anal.

Yikes. What a depressing choice.
 
What's depressing about it? She hasn't found someone she wants to spend the rest of her life with but she wants a child before it's too late.

I applaud her decision to go it alone.

Because while it's a definite positive for her desires, it's a definite negative for the child's success potential in life. That said let's don't derail your thread into being a downer.
 
Because while it's a definite positive for her desires, it's a definite negative for the child's success potential in life. That said let's don't derail your thread into being a downer.

I asked a question and all answers are valid.

I know plenty of successful people who were raised in a single parent environment. It may have an effect but it's not the determining factor.
 
I asked a question and all answers are valid.

I know plenty of successful people who were raised in a single parent environment. It may have an effect but it's not the determining factor.

Of course it isn't the determining factor. But to choose that is to settle. And I feel sad for her, for reaching a point in which she felt she had to make such a choice.
 
Of course it isn't the determining factor. But to choose that is to settle. And I feel sad for her, for reaching a point in which she felt she had to make such a choice.

"Settling" implies that there's only one way to do things, and to not do them that way is somehow less than. That's both limiting in thought, not to mention judgmental.

You're old enough to know better. For shame.
 
Of course it isn't the determining factor. But to choose that is to settle. And I feel sad for her, for reaching a point in which she felt she had to make such a choice.

Funk, I understand what you're saying but I don't understand it. Why does it have to be sad? She hasn't found the right man. If she were to marry a guy just to say she is married then that would be settling.
 
Funk, I understand what you're saying but I don't understand it. Why does it have to be sad? She hasn't found the right man. If she were to marry a guy just to say she is married then that would be settling.

She never met a man worthy of making a permanent part of her life, and having a family spring from that union. Or maybe she met him but didn't know it. It's sad. I feel every year we deny ourselves more and more of the basic fundamentals in life all because of some weird shift in our mind which is for the worse. Individualism, I think. (And know I am critiquing myself & own history too as I type that.)
 
to hit on/flirt with a pregnant woman?

There's this really hot flight attendant at work who's on light duty since she can't fly now and she's in my office. We speak for at least half an hour a day and I'm trying to find an opening to see if there's a chance of any preggo action. Is that wrong?


P.S. She is not married and does not live with her baby daddy.

If you can get her up to speaking with you for atleast an hour a day then you've a green light. :rolleyes:
 
The length of my commitment tops out at a couple of hours.

go for it. at worst, you come off as a pervert.

when i was pregnant, sex was not at the top of my desire list. i did not want it often, and when i did, i would get pissed off, because one must handle the fetus fragilely. then i was very picky about where i was being touched. if mishandled, i would shut down and want to end sex immediately. fucking hormones. i was not a horny/ fuck me anywhere and everywhere girl. i didn't want my tits touched. when they were touched, there was this rush of extreme emotion that was likely to leave me crying and not in a good way. fetal position became a go to, because i could just curl up in a ball and get fucked from behind.
 
Go for it.

Just remember to leave some milk for the kid.
Survival of the fittest, my friend.
She never met a man worthy of making a permanent part of her life, and having a family spring from that union. Or maybe she met him but didn't know it. It's sad. I feel every year we deny ourselves more and more of the basic fundamentals in life all because of some weird shift in our mind which is for the worse. Individualism, I think. (And know I am critiquing myself & own history too as I type that.)
And what if she meets her ideal guy next year or in five? I just don't see what there is to be sad about.
 
go for it. at worst, you come off as a pervert.

when i was pregnant, sex was not at the top of my desire list. i did not want it often, and when i did, i would get pissed off, because one must handle the fetus fragilely. then i was very picky about where i was being touched. if mishandled, i would shut down and want to end sex immediately. fucking hormones. i was not a horny/ fuck me anywhere and everywhere girl. i didn't want my tits touched. when they were touched, there was this rush of extreme emotion that was likely to leave me crying and not in a good way. fetal position became a go to, because i could just curl up in a ball and get fucked from behind.
In the end I probably won't even bother. I have a 'don't dip the pen in the company ink' policy I adhere to since a bad experience 25 years ago. And I think most people in the office think I'm a pervert already.
 
I made a good friend with premier benefits who was 5 months along when we met. Initially, I just thought she was mildly zoftig. Because of what she was wearing and where she was sitting I didn't realize she was a quite pregnant size zero.

She had reached the horny stage of pregnancy that Jelly described. We got to talking and it came up that her go-to guys had got up and left. My pick up line was "I have over 36 months experience fucking pregnant chicks. I doubt I'll break anything, but I'd sure like to try."

In the end I probably won't even bother. I have a 'don't dip the pen in the company ink' policy I adhere to since a bad experience 25 years ago. And I think most people in the office think I'm a pervert already.

1) Probably wise

2) You say pervert like it is a bad thing.

She never met a man worthy of making a permanent part of her life, and having a family spring from that union. Or maybe she met him but didn't know it. It's sad. I feel every year we deny ourselves more and more of the basic fundamentals in life all because of some weird shift in our mind which is for the worse. Individualism, I think. (And know I am critiquing myself & own history too as I type that.)

Your tendency towards unvarnished honesty is all the more attractive because you seem to apply the same standard to self-reflection. Most people prefer to delude themselves and others.
 
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Let's hope she's an early lactater.

My last ex was pregnant when I met her and every time I would slap her tits the milk would fly everywhere. I felt like the Jackson Pollock of breast milk.
 
I don't get the feeling fat and awful thing, I love how my body looks when pregnant and don't even get me started on when I was breastfeeding. I had the best boobs.

You still have great boobs.
 
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