The author requests that the reader suspend his or her knowledge about human fetal development, evolution, and plumbing. The story has no moral other than Edith may have taken Fred more seriously and sought counseling.
On the day of their marriage Fred was twenty-three and Edith was eighteen. Edith wanted to rush away from their reception and escape to their honeymoon hideaway. Their wedding was timed for her fertile period and all she could think of was sex and her desire to conceive as soon and often as possible. When they arrived they entered and ripped off their clothes as fast as they could. Both were naked and Edith leaped on the bed; spread her legs; and displayed her hot, juicy, and eager pussy to Fred. His lust and her satisfaction required no foreplay. He kneeled between her legs and inserted his very hard cock. Giving her strong strokes he came quickly, shooting squirt after squirt of his sperm into her cunt where it soon reached her fertile womb. Through cuddling, caressing, and oral sex Fred was soon ready to do it again and this continued for most of the night until Fred had cum five times.
Fred was pissed-off. His wife, Edith, at forty-five, was still a very sexy woman in spite of having put on a few extra pounds over the years. Unfortunately for Fred, Edith has grown up in a home and religion where all learned and believed that sex was only for making babies. Fred and Edith had mutually agreed to stop with three children who were grown and had all left home. Although formerly very passionate, when Edith conceived their third child, and because of her upbringing, she completely turned off sex and passion.
Fred had a great respect for women and would have never forced her. He pleaded with her to go with him to counseling and get help solving their problems. Edith replied that they had no problems and suggest that they did was just an attempt to create problems. Fred was a CPA and had a good income. He offered to take Edith on romantic cruises or to exciting resorts. Edith would have none of it.
The next day at work Fred was in his usual depressed mood. Ed, his coworker said, "what's the matter, you look lower than a snake's belly."