Janice

Jennifer walked out of my office looking like a woman in love. As she approached me, I knew that she'd want to see Tim again. Just like all the other women that he's had, but there was something more there. Jennifer was in love.

I so wanted to blurt out how I felt about Tim, but knew that Janice was not the one to share that with. With that in mind, I simply offered, "Thank you for the introduction. I hope that it takes hold. Tim was very professional. Thank you again."

Jennifer shook my hand while thanking me and trying very hard to hide how she felt about him, but I knew better, because I was right there with her. I stood statue-still until the elevator doors closed behind her out of respect, even though I'm sure she knew that I was going back to reclaim him for myself the second she was gone.

After watching her vanish behind those polished brass doors, I turned toward my office and started walking, slowly, at first. But a rising need inside of me propelled me faster and faster until I was at an all-out sprint before hitting the door. I jerked it open while panting like a crazy person to find Tim still naked, sitting on my couch.

"Whaaa... What are you... doing?" I stammered between deep breaths.

"Waiting for you," he replied with an outstretched hand.

I moved toward him, shedding my clothing before gently taking his hand. Pulling me toward him, Tim put the other hand behind my head and led my mouth where I knew it belonged. His semi-hard prick was bobbing slightly as it grew. I took it in my mouth and enjoyed the feeling of it getting harder while I sucked Jennifer's juices from what was undoubtedly my penis.

With it clean and rigid, Tim pushed me backward onto the carpet and moved his face to my libidinous slit. He ate me like a starving dog, chewing at my labia, then taking deep swipes into my hole and across my bulging nub. I peaked hard from his actions and kept doing so as he pushed my thighs back against my chest and did the same to my other hole.

After what seemed like forever with his face in my crotch, he sought, "Which one? Or shall I switch back and forth?"

"Yes!" I growled as he was rubbing his helmet up and down across both.

He slipped inside my pussy with ease due to all the juices running from it and pressed forward until his balls were resting against my pucker. Tim spread my legs wider and drove in even more as I trembled from being so full and stretched. He continued to push into me for more depth while moving my legs about for further access.

Finally, seemingly satisfied that he was finally buried to the hilt in my quivering cunt, Tim lay down on me. Sucking my nipples and pulling them with his teeth as they grew longer, he managed to make them even more sensitive.

I could feel the pulsing of his cock as it held steady, impossibly deep within my overstretched pussy. The feelings were so intense that I couldn't stop shaking and peaking as tears ran from my eyes like the nectar running from my vagina.

It was like he wanted me to know, without a doubt, that my body was his, whether or not I was married to another, and that he would please me like no one else ever could, whenever he wanted. All of which I couldn't deny and would never refuse.

This power that he had over women probably would have never come to light without my urging, given his work ethic, so I accepted all he had, believing it was his way of acknowledging his appreciation for what I'd shown him.

Tim

I wanted Janice to know that no one, not even the gorgeous Jennifer, could replace her. She was my first in this unusual little experiment, and I owed her, but more importantly, I loved her. Somehow, I needed to convey that. Giving her more, physically, than I'd ever given another woman, I hoped that she would understand. But there was also a part of me that needed to impress upon her that she would always be mine, married or not.

Lowering my intensity a little, I released her nipple and found her lips for some deep, soulful kisses, all while holding myself steady in the depths of her sex. I'd been on the edge of cumming almost since entering her, and could feel my cock pulsing in her restrictive little puss. If I moved at all, I would surely cum, but I wasn't quite finished.

I withdrew slowly as she shook ever harder from the friction while thinking about anything and everything to keep myself from cumming. I dragged a copious amount of her nectar along with me and used that to my advantage as I pierced her rectum.

"Fuuuccckkk!" Janice wailed and convulsed as I entered her backside with my very slick love stick. I was about halfway inside her when I went off like a rocket, spurting whatever semen I had left into her warm and willing bowels and surging into its murky depths.

We kissed a while longer as her anal ring tried desperately to squeeze the life out of my slowly retreating penis before she spoke, "So, what was that all about? Were you trying to open the way for our child?"

"I only wanted you to know that you mean more to me than any of these other women. You seemed a bit put off when Jennifer asked you for some privacy, and my obvious attraction to her. Trust me when I say that you would be my one and only if circumstances were different and I'd stop this whole impregnating thing if you asked me."

"You know that I can't leave my husband, especially now that I'm pregnant. We have worked so hard to get to where we are now that it would break his heart if I left him, even though it is all a lie. I will always love you, no matter where I'm at with him. But he and I have time together and..."

"I understand," I interrupted as Janice began breaking into tears. "I only wanted to let you know that you will always be first for me, no matter who I share my seed with," I added before holding her close and kissing her again.

Janice

With our confessions, post-coitally, a whole lot of emotion was shared before we eventually settled down. Still lying on the floor naked, Tim gradually slid down my torso, letting his tongue wander about. I let him do his thing as he bathed my sexual orifices until they were clean and ready for another round. Seeing what time it was, we opted to meet again later in the week for some more fun. During the interim, I would see who was next on the list for his servicing.

On the ride home, I got a call from Jennifer. She inquired about whether I would be hurt by her asking for another appointment with Tim. She'd clearly seen my affection for him and understood how I could easily have fallen for him, since she, too, was smitten. I told her the truth, that I loved him dearly, but couldn't commit to him, and that it was my idea to start this whole procreation business to start with. As that all settled into both of our brains, I told her to call me tomorrow to check his schedule for the week. We ended the call, sharing our "Good Nights" with each other.

The following day was another busy one, and it wasn't until the afternoon that Jennifer called back. Putting her on hold, I checked with my assistant, who'd been adding Tim's appointments to my calendar while verifying everything with Tim.

She replied, "He's not available Friday, but Thursday evening and Saturday afternoon and evening are currently open. Did you want to book someone?"

"Let me check with the person I have on hold," I replied before getting back to Jennifer.

"It looks like all he has open this week is Thursday evening. Will that work for you?"

Jennifer replied, "Yes, it will. Can you set up a room for us at the hotel?"

"Sure, no problem. What time shall I tell Tim that you'll arrive?"

"Seven in the evening works for me," Jennifer responded almost giddily.

I almost felt bad for lying to her about Saturday, but her overly cheery response to the Thursday availability pushed all that guilt right out of my mind. The thought of keeping him to myself for Saturday lingered for a while before I remembered another lady who was desperate to be with child.

Amanda was a long-shot at best, as a woman in her mid-forties, plus having had a few miscarriages. She'd been divorced for a few years from a very wealthy man, basically because she couldn't give him a child. He insisted that it happen the old-fashioned way to be sure that it was of his bloodline. George was just an obsessive, paranoid control-freak of the highest order, and I was glad that she was rid of him.

However, Amanda still wanted a child, especially now that George was out of the picture. She and I both were hoping that Tim's super-sperm could do the trick. I told Alice, my secretary, to put Amanda on Tim's Saturday afternoon and evening. Amanda wanted to meet him first for a late lunch and then see where it went from there. Knowing that she'd have the day and evening allowed her to relax about it all, which we both knew was important to her process.

Tim

Janice called me to let me know that my schedule was full for the week and that she would abstain from asking for more cock until at least Sunday afternoon. She only briefly mentioned Jennifer's appointment before telling me about her friend Amanda, who was over fifteen years my senior. I heard her story and confirmed that I understood her concerns and that I wouldn't treat her like a pump and dump. I'd never done with any of the ladies before her. I would have been offended if it wasn't glaringly obvious that Amanda was a dear and close friend of hers.

Thursday night came as I walked down the hallway toward Jennifer's room. I was about fifteen minutes early, but it was clear as I opened the door that Jennifer had been waiting impatiently. She was like a model at a photo-shoot, poised on the couch with one hand across the back and the other down the arm. One leg was across the couch while the other was bent with her foot on the floor. That perfect body of hers was on full display for my greedy eyes.

I stopped just inside as the door closed behind me to ogle the perfection that was Jennifer. I felt my cock pulse and grow while taking slow, deliberate steps. I noticed more details of her flawlessness the closer I got to her splendid form. In her statue-like stillness, the one thing that she couldn't control was the flow and generous puddle of her nectar as it darkened the cushion.

Nearing her, I dropped to my knees, fully clothed, and crawled toward what she knew I couldn't resist. On my hands and knees, I traced upward from her toes until I was tongue-deep in her luscious womanhood. Each of the ladies were attractive in their own way, but with Jennifer, there was no doubt that she was perfection in the female form. She wasn't as sexual as some of the others, like Janice or Susie, but she was nearly perfect in design, from her unblemished skin to her never-ending legs.

I sucked her emerging pearl while slipping my ring and middle fingers into her slippery folds. Jennifer came almost immediately as I rubbed behind her clit from the inside. Her thighs closed in around me, holding my face close to her quivering center. Just as she seemed to calm, I slipped my pinky gently inside her slick rosebud to the second knuckle. She jerked upward, which only made all of my fingers go deeper as her juices coated my hand.

"Oh, my God! That feels fantastic!" she cried aloud.

As she continued to shake, I began pumping my fingers in and out of both of her passages. Another orgasm followed closely behind the last. Jennifer wailed so deeply that I thought that the police would come and kick down the door. This one also nearly crushed my skull as I was sucking her nub at the same time. When her legs eased off a little, I pulled back to give her a break and to take a deep breath.

"Tim... Tim... My God, Tim. What did you do to me?" she panted.

"I gave you what your body wanted. Didn't you hear it tell me?"

"It told you to slip a finger into my ass?"

"I guess so, because you did seem to enjoy it," I replied with a sly grin.

"Damn! I came here for another good fucking from that wonderful cock of yours, but you gave me something new to ponder," Jennifer replied before sliding off the couch and knocking me backward.

Jennifer

Apparently, I'd led a fairly vanilla sex life up until this point in my life. But Tim was something much different than my usual suitors. While he was a bit googly-eyed at first glance, there was something inside of him that figured me out rather quickly. It seemed to be his gift, based on the conversations that I'd had with Janice prior to our first meeting. I knew that he was involved in helping several other women with their infertility issues, but he never lost focus on me when we were together. I always felt like his one and only.

Atop his fully clothed body, I kissed him softly while placing my limbs on his. Our fingers interlaced as our tongues danced the dance. I felt his rigid cock through his jeans and rubbed my wanton slit all over it in tight circles. I was sure that my emissions had already soaked through his pants and likely his underwear, assuming that he wore any. Our linked hands had been alongside our heads, but as the heat rose from our mutual grinding session, he slowly, but purposefully, moved them downward.

I felt his first soft touches at either side of my glutes and twitched a little in seeming surprise, even knowing that it was coming. Tim traced both of our adjoined hands up the sides and moved gradually inward. Meeting in the middle, he started caressing my buttocks in soft circles. I could feel the goosebumps rise across my ass and thighs while my pussy quivered continuously and offered its nearly endless ambrosia in reply.

I was savoring every moment of his teasing, but felt the increasing need to have him inside me at that very moment.

"Damn you, Timothy!" I growled huskily into his ear. "You make me crazy, and now I need you like I've never needed another"

Releasing his hands, I sat up on his crotch before sliding backward just enough to free his pulsing, leaking, and rigid cock. I didn't even pull his pants down as I withdrew the thing of my desire and took it inside me without ceremony.

"Aaahhh!" I whimpered softly as it stretched me open and I took it all inside. I trembled from the sensation overload while straddling him. Cuming with a gush, like it was a tinkle that I'd been holding back for some time. I almost felt bad about soaking his pants and the carpet below, but it just felt too damn good. One thing was for sure, they weren't getting that out of the carpet very easily.

Tim was just amazing! He'd taken me to a place where anything I wanted was okay, and I wasn't afraid to take whatever I wanted or needed from him. Sex was fantastic with him while also being comfortable at the same time. It was like being with an old lover who had learned some new tricks. As I pondered it all with my eyes closed, I felt a stirring under me.

Opening my eyes, I saw that the movement was Tim removing his shirt and working to kick off his pants. With his jeans stuck above his knees, he grabbed me under my arms and rolled me to my left. On his side, he was able to quickly shed his trousers before rolling me onto my back and taking over. He started off slowly, grinding his groin against mine each time they met.

Lying down on me, Tim found the perfect position and rubbed his pelvic bone against my clit wonderfully. With his prick fully embedded in my needy pussy, I was in a perpetual state of euphoria. Ascending to another climax, I knew, like during our previous joining, that I was nearing exhaustion from the unending orgasms that he had given me this evening.

As another acme washed over me like a wave pushing a body-surfer the last few feet up to the shore, I eked out, "Cum, pleeaassse."

Again, as if on cue, Tim flooded my womb with his molten seed once more. I relished the feel of his warmth inside me like with no other lover previously and knew that I'd need it again before long.

I wanted something more, but wasn't quite sure what, as we kissed and played softly. That's when I felt his hand moving between our groins and searching out my previously fingered little star. He rimmed it slowly while pressing my legs apart with his own. Tim wiggled about a little to get just the right position while his cock was still inhabited by my very happy pussy. As his finger slid into me, like earlier this evening, it felt like fireworks going off in my derriere. My hands found the back of his head and pulled him even tighter to my face while I sucked his tongue like a little penis.

It was such a fulfilling add-on to my already over-stimulated puss, that I egged him on as I climbed toward another peak. "Finger that ass, you sexy man," while spreading my legs open even further.

With my pussy still filled with his thick cock, Tim worked my sphincter faster as I climbed higher and higher.

"More, more, more!" I begged before a second digit was added. I could feel him flexing and twisting them all about as the heat continued to rise within my core. I envisioned his plump prick sliding in and out of my rectum, but knew that it would tear me apart in reality. Maybe for our next visit, we could work on that, I speculated in my dizzying mind just before he added a third and pushed me into my final climax of the evening.

I clenched hard on his intruding fingers as my cum flowed like a river around his softening penis. I seized his head, gripping his hair like it would save me from some sort of unimaginable peril while my entire body reveled in the pure pleasure that only great orgasms can bring. Our mouths were smashed together, and our lips sucked and kissed with all we had.

It all slowed gradually as Tim eased his digits from my newest love-toy and slowed the kissing to a softer, more loving pace. Without any thought of repercussions, I blurted out, "I love you, Timothy," and kissed him like I meant it.

Without hesitation, he replied, "I love you too, Jennifer," as I felt him grow inside me and begin to move.

My head spun with feelings that I hadn't felt since my husband and I first began dating. I knew that if I let Tim cum in me again, I would do whatever it took to make him mine forever, which included leaving my husband.

Pulling our lips apart, I held Tim's face in my hands while staring deeply into his eyes. "Timothy, you already know that I love you, because I've said that very thing only moments ago. However, if we continue down this path and you fill me with your seed once again, I'll want you to be mine and only mine, forever."

"In a different world, I would love nothing better, but you are a married woman who clearly loves her husband, and I don't want to come between the two of you. I could never live with myself knowing that I'd done something to hurt you," Tim responded to my confession while gently pulling himself from inside my wanton cunt and rolling us both onto our sides.

We kissed for a while longer because I just couldn't let him go just yet. He was an amazing man, and at some point, a very lucky girl would come along and steal him away from all of us. Finally, I rolled away and stood up to take a quick shower. Tim didn't follow me in, to his credit, even though I would have loved nothing more. When I emerged from the bathroom fully dressed, he was sitting on the couch, clothed as well.

After one last long, lingering kiss, we parted ways for the last time. As bad as I wanted to be with him again, I knew that there was no way to make it work without ruining my marriage.

To be continued...