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"Of course you are. Hot and sticky. On my belly."
I pulled out just as the first ribbon of cum spurted from my dick. And a second. Ruth scooped up the sticky goop in a small vial she pulled from nowhere and capped the top. "Proof that I scored. A few of my club members are outside, waiting. Won't they be surprised?"
I started to back off, my duty done, Dr. Everhardt's practice saved, my cock pleasantly exercised, and Ruth $50,000 richer.
"Oh no you don't! We're not done here. And when you cum again, don't stop pumping. Feel how slick it makes us."
Why did she think I had more to give? I'd just shot my wad. I reinserted as my dick softened. But her talented clamping cunt brought my dick back to firm in just a few well-timed squeezes. And soon we were fucking, Ruth's pussy providing just the right amount of friction. Despite my recent ejaculation, I was preparing a second delivery. And just as she'd instructed, I let loose while inside. After a hard thrust to push my prick juice deep inside, I kept on humping, my cum lubricating the path. And son of a bitch, I spurted again, which was completely abnormal. She'd emptied my balls with her skills. I was exhausted and hungry. I fell on top of her, my head along side hers, but facing away. I didn't want her to think I was trying to steal a kiss. My stomach growled.
Ruth laughed. "So you're married?"
"Yes."
"And what religion?"
"Jewish."
"Just my luck to find a Jewish guy with a big schmeckl and he's married." She lifted her legs out of the stirrups. "Give me your number, so we can have a repeat."
On one of Everhardt's cards, I wrote the phone number of my high school, which I'd memorized decades earlier. "So, what are you going to tell your girlfriends?" I asked.
"The bet was to get laid in the gynecologist's office. And I did, didn't I?" She wiggled the small vial of cum.
That was a cheat, but then I didn't have any money riding on the outcome. And I'd cheated too. Again. With a relative stranger. I resolved that this was as far as I would allow myself to stray. Maybe at some other time, I'd have sex with a woman other than Harriett. Relative stranger, hmmm? Maybe sex with another woman but definitely not with any relatives. That had to be a firm boundary.
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