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Copyright 2015, 2021 Lisa Summers
All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Sometimes Evil doesn't get punished.
Sometimes Evil takes over the world.
And FIT is oh, so Good at being Evil!
Chapter 1
*quot;Marc, did you forget that I've got an appointment at the fertility clinic today, after lunch? You promised that you'd come with me.*quot; Elizabeth looked uncertainly in the direction of the shower stall containing her husband. Perhaps he didn't hear her, after all, the shower was pretty loud. And as busy as he was with work, it was entirely possible that he had forgotten. But considering that he was the reason that she couldn't conceive, it was possible that he'd forgotten on purpose.
He surprised her when he told her without hesitation that he was willing to go.
*quot;But, there's a price first,*quot; he said, his voice echoing from the glass-door shower next to her.
The short haired brunette paused from applying makeup, and looked at the door quizzically. Then the water abruptly shut off, and the tempered glass door of the shower stall slid aside, a handsome, well built man of about thirty exiting, completely naked.
*quot;If you're getting artificially boinked, Elizabeth, I'd better get some booty to carry me over,*quot; he said in a deep voice that never failed to send a thrill through his wife's slim and towel clad body.
*quot;I said 'next week' said Elizabeth, but a glance between his legs showed that it was probably too late. His cock, already enormous at least to Elizabeth's twenty-eight year old eyes, was growing rapidly into a steel hard ram. She sighed. Obviously he'd been thinking about sex again in the shower, and now she was going to be late for work. Well, at least she'd probably be satisfied when she got there.
He stripped off her towel, which ended up in a crumpled pile on the bathroom floor. His strong hands posed her against the sink vanity, and pulled her wide hips backwards so that she was poised for his rear entry into her pussy - which seconds before hadn't been at all prepared for sex, but was rapidly getting there now. *quot;Oh god...at least make it fast, okay? I've got a meeting this morning,*quot; she said. Hopefully he was in his 'wham, bam, thank you ma'am' mode.
He nuzzled her ear and neck as he slowly slipped his cock head into her pussy from behind. She rose up on her toes to better accommodate him and his horse cock. What he lacked in technique he made up for in size. Still, she wished he were smaller but more adept at foreplay. As he began his slow, steady stroking in and out of her, she closed her eyes and imagined that they'd spent the morning in bed cuddling, touching, and kissing and that it was his fingers stroking her pussy lips and caressing her breasts instead of her own.
As he pumped her, her full breasts bounced against the vanity top, rhythmically flattening her long, dark brown nipples then allowing them to float free, over and over.
Her excitement slowly grew and just as he groaned, a hot jet of his jizz catching her just inside her pussy lips, she teetered over the edge herself, catching a quick tingle of pleasure that electrified her clit for a brief moment, like the pleasure from an unexpected sneeze. She moaned, mainly to let him know that she'd cum, too, and turned to face him as his dick pulled away from her, dripping more of his sticky jizz onto her feet.
*quot;That was so good,*quot; she said, rising up on tiptoe to kiss him as he towered over her. He smiled.

*quot;Yeah, me too,*quot; he said. *quot;Thank you.*quot; They embraced for a few seconds, then by mutual, unspoken agreement went back to getting dressed and after a few discussions about various petty marital matters, left for their jobs. Marc and Elizabeth Tyler were both young professionals. Marc worked at Shannon