Welcome to the 5th installment
Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
To date: John Smith had an injection of testosterone that was contaminated. This caused major changes in his reproductive system that ultimately means he needs frequent sex to survive. His wife, Linda fell ill and they recruited their neighbour Sophia to help with his treatment. Linda discovers she loves seeing John with other women. Linda managed to persuade John's specialist doctor to get his semen sample the fun way.
Any sex participants are 18 years or older.
All people, activities and anything resembling facts are a figment of my imagination and may not match anything in real life.
Biology and medicine are not my strongest points, so I have not been encumbered by any silly preconceptions.
Expect some ridiculous ideas as I alter reality to fit my perception of life.
Yes, it does look like a harem story because it is one. If you are hesitant about this tag then read no further.
-GfG
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Thursday Day 20
After a very eventful Wednesday John was happy to be able to begin this new day with nice slow 'n easy sex with his wife. He was finding this morning glory was a good way to charge his battery for the day. He got out of bed feeling fresh and ready to face the day ahead. He was still unable to return to his regular morning exercises that had been a ritual for his adult life. Uncertainty of how his tingles would react kept him cautious, hoping that soon he could return to the gym room and swimming. He did feel that his upscale sex life might help compensate for some aerobics, or at least his cardio workouts.
Linda was right behind him in the bathroom humming a tune to herself. He thought she was feeling good about herself as well, so he could relax knowing they were rock solid together. A couple of quick kisses between routine items then breakfast together. The morning news was full of the current world problems that made his own seem trivial. He could not imagine living in a place where bombs exploding were a normal occurrence, or people being gunned down just because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. It seemed the world was going down the toilet and the flush wasn't working. He started to wonder if those crazies had it right and he should stockpile lots of guns and ammunition, plus food and water supplies to survive the coming apocalypse. Then his next thought brought him back to normal, would he even want to survive if carrying and using weapons was necessary just to survive day to day. Shivering to himself he returned to his real world and helped clear the kitchen and go get ready for work. Linda had already started her preparations for the coming day.
John went to work in his eco-friendly buzz box, while Linda would work from home before heading out to meetings with her clients or check on the work in progress. John settled at work making contact with current clients and making certain his company was meeting their requirements and doing all the boss type things in the office. He rarely had any time to himself and any quiet time not being used on his own work was taken organising business with his personal assistant, Janet. He spent a lot of time with her as she liaised with the others in the office on the small minutiae of day to day things, and took on a lot of the donkeywork involved in running a company. Someone had to organise the office specialists, sub contractors and suppliers the business used.
It was near lunchtime and John was feeling his tingles getting stronger. He stopped working and sat quietly at his desk hoping that Linda would arrive soon. He might need to relieve himself soon if she did not get here in time. Masturbation did not provide any long term relief from the tingles as he had found out and he would need to go home to enable him to rub it as often as needed.
He was about to give Linda a phone call when Janet entered the office carrying his lunch bag. He always had lunch delivered from a local cafe. Janet bringing him lunch was not really odd although Bronwyn normally brought it to him if he hadn't grabbed it first. It was that Janet turned and locked the door behind her that was odd. He thought maybe something had gone wrong and she need to ensure they were not disturbed. He looked at her with his eyebrows raised in a silent question. She paused at the door listening to the noises in the building hearing a phone ring, someone talking and footsteps down the hallway. After a moment she seemed satisfied and turned back to him. Then he noticed she carried her personal phone in her hand as she approached him with a small grin and a flushed face.
He was becoming more curious as her silence continued. Without saying a word she handed the phone to John for him to talk.
"Hello?" he tentatively inquired without taking his eyes off Janet who remained standing beside his chair.
"Hi darling, good, Janet is finally with you," said Linda.
"Hi dear, what's happened? Are you OK?" he asked with rising concern.
"No problems John, I'm OK. The car decided to break down this morning and I am waiting for the auto club mechanic to arrive. Sorry but I cannot make it to you today."
"Oh no problems then, boy got a bit scared there for a moment. I can handle things until we get together later then."
"Unfortunately John I have more appointments after lunch and I might just make them if the car gets fixed soon. I will not be able to get home until nearer dinner time as I am running behind already. But, now wait till I finish talking OK, promise to sit there and keep quiet and listen, promise please."
"OK sweetheart what are you planning?" although he was starting to get an idea of where she was heading with this and he was not certain if he was going to be happy or not.