Monday morning came too soon as I realized that I’d had far too much to drink last night. After my morning workout, I showered and headed for work. Monday mornings are always a bitch, and this one was no exception. It wasn’t until almost two o’clock that I remembered the sperm count test. I quickly called Sharon’s office and got her on the phone.
“In all the talk and drink last night, I forgot to ask you when you wanted me to stop by for that test.”
“You don’t need an appointment, just come by after work, and we’ll take care of it then,” Sharon answered.
“Okay, so how about six? Is that too late?”
“No, that’s perfect. No one else will be here, so there won’t be any questions about why I didn’t fill out any reports or bill you for the visit.”
“Alright, I’ll see you then. Have a good afternoon!” I added.
I ate lunch, and the rest of the day shot past quickly. It was about five forty-five when I pulled out of the parking lot, heading for Sharon’s office. Sharon’s lot was empty, save her car, so I parked next to hers and headed inside. The office door was locked, but after a quick knock, Sharon came bustling from the back to open up. Once I was inside, she locked up again and said, “What a crazy day this has been. It didn’t help that we drank a little too much wine last night.”
“No, it didn’t,” I concurred as I followed her to one of the exam rooms.
Once inside, Sharon asked, “I don’t mean this to be offensive, but I need to ask. Are you able to complete the task without any outside stimulation?”
I grinned while countering, “Why, are you offering some?”
Sharon smirked back and flirtily answered, “I’ll do whatever is necessary to empty your load.”
I realized that this was more than just a business arrangement, but I didn’t want to take advantage. Sharon began unbuttoning the first couple of buttons on her blouse before I could respond. I held out my hand to stop her and said, “I’m pretty sure that I can get you a sample without you stripping for me. Although, I must say that it is having the desired effect.” Just then, we both looked down at the growing bulge in my pants.
Sharon replied, “Okay. Is it alright if I watch? It has been quite a while since I’ve seen one in action up close.”
“Sure,” I came back as I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. My penis was now pressing an impressive arc into my blue bikini briefs. Sharon stared hard and almost unknowingly began to continue opening her blouse. I watched her chest almost as intently as she ogled my brief-covered cock. When she reached the last button, I pulled the top over the tip of my cock and slid then down until they fell to my ankles. Sharon pushed off her blouse and stepped forward as I slowly squeezed my shaft.
It all seemed too much for her as she hastily removed her bra, leaving her topless. My pole reacted with a quick jerk while a dribble of semen escaped the tip. Sharon watched the drop intently as she began to unbutton her slacks. Once they were open, she hooked her fingers under them and her panties to push them both to the ground. Sharon then stepped out of her shoes and pants leaving her completely nude just four feet from me. I felt a bit overdressed, given the circumstances, and rapidly freed the rest of my naked body.
With our clothes off to the side, we stood within reaching distance and admired the other’s body. I still had ahold of my hardon, but it was Sharon that started masturbating first. She began running her middle finger back and forth across her clit as her labia reddened and swelled. I followed suit and slowly pumped, my now rock-hard penis. With the sight before me, I knew that I wouldn’t last long given my lack of female companionship lately. I exclaimed, “Do we have something to collect the swimmers in?”
Sharon smiled at the term and reached for a plastic cup without missing a stroke of her slit. As my pace increased, she stopped diddling herself, and asked, “May I finish you off?”
I croaked back, “If I can finish you too.”
She grabbed my slick pole and agreed, “It’s a deal!”
I pressed a finger into her moistness while leaning down to give one of her nipples a light lick. They seemed quite sensitive, and she uttered a broken, “Yesss.” I knew that just having a woman touching my penis was more than I could take for long, so I tried to concentrate on making her climax before I coated her belly with my baby-batter. I pressed a second finger inside her while rubbing her clit with my thumb. Then I started lapping at her nipples alternately. I caressed her g-spot with the fingers inside her as I closed in on what would likely be a leg-buckling orgasm.
As I neared my peak, Sharon cradled my sack with her free hand and began to squeeze lightly. That was all it took as the first of many squirts hit her tight little belly. Fortunately for me, her climax quickly followed mine, and we both dropped slowly to our knees. The kissing just happened, and neither of us pulled away or felt at all self-conscious. A minute or two later, I thought about why we were originally here and pulled back a little to say, “Should we collect some of that to examine?”
“Sure,” she offered as she quickly scooped a glob off her belly in the cup. After setting it back on the floor, she wrapped both arms around my neck, and we started kissing again. We kissed for a while and then slowly stood so that she could examine my sperm under the microscope. Sharon never made any attempt to cover up as she studied my swimmers. It was her self-assuredness and her lack of inhibition that kept me from getting dressed while she did her job.
After staring through the scope for a minute or two, she turned toward me and proclaimed, “You have a better than average count, and all seem quite healthy. The fact that they’ve been outside of the womb for the past several minutes and are still doing well is quite good.”
Trying to be businesslike in my demeanor, I suggested, “So, shall we start the process this weekend, or are there still some paperwork issues to handle?”
Sharon sauntered my way and placed her hands on my chest. She gave me a light peck on the lips before pushing me back toward the examination table. Once my ass was against the edge, she murmured, “Let’s hop up on the table and check out each other’s oral skills.”
I did as she suggested as she got on top in a sixty-nine. It had been so long since I’d had such a sensuous creature as a sexual partner that I dove into her pussy with a vengeance. After my initial excitement eased, I drew long laps from her clit to her little star. She seemed to be enjoying my attention and hadn’t even started on me. Once I slipped my tongue into her salty-sweet slit, all that changed, but I kept focused on pleasing her. With my tongue swirling deeply in her heavenly vagina, I started to rim her pucker with my finger. That’s when I heard her first real moan.
Realizing that she was an anal girl, I slobbered up my finger and then began to penetrate her anus. Sharon relaxed her back door, and my finger slipped in easily. So easily in fact that she mumbled, “Add a second,” before she began to work my dick in earnest. I lubed up a second finger and eased two in together. The moans came often now as I pumped her rectum slowly. Up until now, I hadn’t paid much attention to her hard little nub, but that was changing. I stiffened my tongue and began to flick her clit with it, softly but rapidly. I used my free hand to pinch her closest nipple tenderly. The combination of all of that stimulation brought her to a screaming, quaking, and squirting peak. Her juices coated my face as she collapsed down onto me.
Sharon still had a good grip on my rigid penis as she slowly recovered from her orgasm. Once she was able to sit up, she slid down my torso until her groin was above mine. She raised herself and slid my pole into her damp box. After a few deep strokes, she pulled off and lined me up with her twitching pucker. She swirled my head around her entrance and then eased my head into her narrow passage. Once Sharon hit bottom, she let a loud sigh and remained in place.
I jovially reminded her, “You do know that you can’t get pregnant if I cum in your ass, right?”
Sharon turned her head back and urged, “No, I can’t, but I can make us both cum hard as hell. I can also feel you shoot inside me without worrying about pregnancy.”
Sharon turned back forward and started to piston herself on my rigid pole. As I enjoyed the physical side, I couldn’t help but imagine what a nightmare this could all turn into so easily. It seemed to me that Sharon was doing all this without Jane’s knowledge or consent. I knew from my past experiences that things like this rarely end well. As I continued to ponder the precarious position that I was in Sharon’s moans became unignorable. I quickly decided to enjoy the ride and deal with the consequences later.
Sharon had one hand on her chest and the other between her splayed legs as she furiously pumped my cock. I couldn’t reach any of her goodies while lying down, so I tilted up just enough to get both of my hands around her hips. I felt her swollen labia and pulled them open as her fingers penetrated her sloppy slit maniacally. She was obviously already on the edge since just my touch pushed her over the top as she climaxed. Sharon fell back on me as she convulsed wildly and squirted all over the exam table.
I suddenly had a vision in my head of a nurse coming in and asking us to please get up so that she could change the paper on the table for the next patient. I started to laugh to myself as Sharon squirmed on my chest through her continuing peak. After amusing myself, I thought I should pay more attention to the woman that had my dick inside her at the moment. I kept one hand at her pussy to help her there. I moved the other up to her unattended breast. As I fondled and flicked her nipple, I also began to kiss her neck. Sharon turned her head to kiss me hungrily as she started moving on my still stiff member.
She couldn’t seem to get in the right position as we continued to play. Finally, she stopped and urged, “Let’s flip over so you can fuck me nice and hard in the ass. I really need to feel your hot cum filling me.”
I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her chest as we slowly turned until Sharon was on her belly. Once we were set, I lifted her hips as I rose to my knees. Her chest and face were still on the table as I slowly withdrew. Once I popped out, I spat onto my hand and coated my cock and her open hole. When I pushed back in, she moaned as if it was the first time again. As I hit bottom, she screamed, “God, that feels so good. Now fuck me hard and cum in my ass.”
I did as she said and began pumping her hot little ass like a madman. Sharon was wailing into the table as I quickly approached my peak. I moved even faster as I felt my semen moving up to exit. When I felt the first shot, I pushed hard into her and shot several spurts as I howled like a man possessed. Apparently, Sharon came also, as evidenced by her total collapse on the table. I dropped down slowly while still inside her and lie down on her back while we both tried to catch our breath.
As my strength slowly returned, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled us both onto our sides. Sharon pulled my face forward and kissed me gently as she ground her ass on my shrinking cock. Pulling away from my mouth, Sharon expressed, “I guess you’re wondering if this will affect our agreement and my relationship with Jane. Don’t worry about either. This was just a test-run to see what kind of lover you are. Even though the ultimate goal is getting one of us pregnant, that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun along the way.”
I replied, “I can understand the test-run thing. But, If I’m going to be involved with the two of you for many years to come, I think honesty is a priority.”
Sharon started to answer, “I couldn’t…” but was interrupted by Jane as she opened the closet door.
Jane finished the statement, “…agree more, and that’s why we needed to test you. Now you two get dressed, and let’s head home for my turn.”
To be continued…
