Claiming Lisa

Gene knew that Lisa would be home very soon.

He could not stop himself from looking in the mirror beside the garage entrance, where she would soon enter the spacious, energy-efficient, ten-bedroom converted hotel that was their house. Even when he had looked his age before the virus, Gene’s hair was still thick and strawberry blond. His hair looked even better now with his sky-blue eyes.

Gene stood 6’2” tall, and he liked the effortlessly fit body that the SAV-2 virus had given him.

He heard the thump of her car door slamming.

Gene stood back so as not to get hit by the door that he knew she would fling open.

Lisa had already stripped off her top and shoes before she barrelled into the house from their attached garage. She was wearing only her favorite comfortable bra and tight blue jeans.

“Bedroom! Now!” she ordered as she dropped her purse on the floor and grabbed his hand. It did not occur to Sean to resist his wife’s pull.

While Gene stood 6’2” and had a body that would look good on an Olympic swimmer, Lisa was 5’8” with an hourglass figure. This figure made her broad shoulders look perfectly average and made her EE-cup breasts look smaller on her frame. Gene had always been amused that the love of his life had breasts that most men would kill to see, but his favorite feature below her neck was her amazing butt.

Lisa’s eyes were also blue, and her naturally loose, black curls always looked vaguely out of control to him.

Even though she had been a lot heavier before SAV-2 “de-aged her,” Gene had still found her beautiful.

Lisa was babbling as she led him to the bedroom.

“A girl who lived in Xavier’s building had the new virus and charged into his dorm room while he was showing me around. I figured that I’d been exposed, so I headed home as quickly as possible.” She and Gene were now stripping off the last of their clothing. “I sent him a text telling him that I love him and wishing him luck. He responded when I was about halfway here, telling me that the girl was a friend, and that he hoped that I made it home to you.”

Gene leaned forward to kiss his wife, but she just shook her head. “No time for foreplay,” she said. “If I don’t get your cum I’m going to lose my mind!” She scrambled onto their king-sized bed. “Take me!”

Gene did not have to be told twice. His erections had been a bit hit or miss over the last couple of years before the SAV-2 virus, but his dick literally rose to this occasion. He plowed into his wife’s eager pussy.

She screamed in joy knowing that she was about to get the cum that she so desperately craved.

He lasted only a little over a minute before the virus caused him to cum.

She orgasmed and screamed, “MASTER!” before passing out with a huge smile plastered on her face.