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About two years ago my daughter, Helen who was twenty-four and her husband Kevin decided to have a child. They tried for about a year before they decided to see a doctor. After all the tests were done it was determined that Kevin had a very low sperm count. They decided to try an inexpensive method. What was done is a woman takes her basal body temperature to indicate when she is ovulating. Then the husband provides a specimen that is placed in a cervical cap over the women's cervix. It is hoped that enough sperm make it through the cervix that she gets pregnant.

Well my son in law has a job that requires him to be present so he couldn't easily take off and deliver his specimen when it was required. I have a management position with a company and therefore I don't have any restrictions. My daughter asked me to help by picking up Kevin's specimen and delivering it. I agreed and they tried this method for about five months without success.

Helen was getting very depressed. She wanted to get pregnant and the next method they could use was more expensive than they could afford. I had some money set aside and was considering using it to help.

The next time for my delivery arrived and I picked up Kevin's specimen. As started down the road I got an idea. At first I pushed it aside but it was persistent. I stopped at a Restaurant and went in to the men's room. I took the container out of the small brown paper bag and emptied Kevin's specimen down the sink then washed and dried the container. In the stall I masturbated and fantasized about Helen. I caressed my balls and thought about the sperm they contained. I ejaculated with a huge squirt into the container. That first squirt was followed by another then another filling it to about twice what Kevin had. Then I milked every last drop out of my cock and into the container. I put the cover back on the container that now had my semen swarming with potent sperm and place it back into the bag.

At the Doctors office, as I handed the bag to my daughter I was a little worried that I might be found out. She smiled at me and I told her good luck.

The rest of the day I kept thinking about where my cum was. I fantasized about my sperm surrounding my daughters egg and one penetrating delivering my genetic material. It excited me tremendously.

That evening after dinner my daughter called and talked to her mother. Afterwards my wife informed me that the procedure had gone well. That the Doctor had been excited about the number of healthy sperm in the specimen and was optimistic about the results. I told her that I was glad my efforts had paid off. She of course didn't realize what I was referring too and praised me for being such a great father.

The next two weeks passed slowly as I waited and thought about what was happening inside my daughter's body. I was pretty confident that my sperm had successfully impregnated her but it was still extremely exciting when after her exam my daughter announced the results. She was indeed pregnant. She rushed up, hugged me and thanked me for my help. I told her that I was glad to have helped and would do so again if she requested.

It is now three months later and my daughter is extremely happy. I think about the baby growing inside her womb and how my sperm created its life. I only wish that I could have created it the old fashion way.