Beth makes a discovery

Unlike Yasmine, who considered too-male cum a rare treat, Beth saw Adam's spunk as more a staple of her diet. A particularly beloved staple, but still nothing to get too excited over. So while she did a thorough job licking his sperm off Yasmine's body, she did not do so with quite the same gusto, and so Yasmine orgasmed less. Being a generous soul, Beth rectified this imbalance by eating Yasmine out; while she was no lesbian, years of performing girl-on-girl shows for Adam's entertainment with he sister-wives had given her formidable sapphic skills, so she was able to coax several additional climaxes out of the girl.

Having done so, Beth dispatched the extremely happy servant to clean up and then get back to work. She then settled down in Adam's recently vacated chair, still rather horny. She contemplated whether it was worthwhile to fetch a sex toy or if she should simply jill off here, when she realized that she could still smell the delightful aroma of her husband's seed.

Intrigued, Beth followed her nose to Adam's wastepaper basket. Wheels turned in her mind, as she contemplated this mystery. A seemingly obvious solution presented itself; Adam had stroked himself off, then cleaned up the mess with a piece of paper which he had subsequently disposed of. But this only added further mysteries. One was how, after masturbating, he had been able to perform so marvelously less than an hour later (for he had not been down here much longer)? The other, more disturbing question was why? Adam rarely engaged in self-stimulation, saving his potency for the women in his life, all of whom would have been happy to eases any "tension" he might feel.

Deciding that this required further investigation, Beth began rooting around in the basket, attempting to find the paper onto which Adam had blown his load. With a triumphant "aha!", she found the paper. It was a slightly faded piece of glossy magazine paper, adorned with the image of a nude woman flaunting her rather enormous breasts. Beth's triumph fled as the paper both opened a new mystery and generated a thought.

The mystery was simply where had the paper come from? The thought was both more complex, and more disturbing. Beth knew that in his younger days Adam had had an obsession with huge-breasted women which threatened to derail his quest to build a life for himself asides from his too-malenes. Being the determined alpha male he was, Adam had of course mastered this obsession and dispatched it to the dustbin of history. Or so Beth had thought. Yet here was a page of big bust porn to which Adam had masturbated.

(Originally posted to the BE Addventure by Shendude)