Poorly worded wish.

Rubbing the coin, Tom was too invested in fixing this quickly, and didn’t think too hard about what he was going to wish before he whispered the words. “I wish that Sarah was completely sexually satisfied while being married to me.” The coin heated up in his hands, and he waited to see what exactly had happened.

The next night, Tom was feeling pent up, and so asked his wife, “Do you...think you could help me get off?” He felt bad asking, especially with how he knew she hadn’t really been enjoying it lately.

To his surprise, she gave him a smile and actually laughed, looking warmer and more affectionate than she had he’d seen from her in a while. “Of course, honey, what would you want?”

Surprised by that, since usually it was Sarah herself that dictated what she would or wouldn’t do for him, he hesitantly asked, “Is a titjob okay?” That had come to be his favorite.

Smiling, Sarah took off her shirt and bra, and with more energy and attention that she’d given him in a while, started massaging his cock with her breasts. “You seem so surprised,” she said, not long after she’d started. “I mean, I’m happy doing things like this for you now, ever since we made the deal.”

Tom was so overcome with lust and happiness from what was going on that he almost didn’t ask the question that came to his mind. “The deal?” Now he couldn’t help wondering...how exactly had his wish been granted?

She laughed again. “Wow, you must really be out of it right now. Remember, last night? I told you about Ronaldo, the centaur I met at the store, and we discussed what had been going on with our sex life. You agreed that I could let Ronaldo fuck me with his huge horse cock whenever he wanted, so long as I still helped you out whenever you needed me.” This was certainly news to you. Sarah was cheating on you now? Well, was it still cheating if he had (kind of) agreed to it? His cock must have reacted to this, and Sarah smiled at Tom mischievously. “Oh, did you want to hear all about what he did to me earlier?” He only now realizing that’s why Sarah had been so late coming home from work.

“Yes,” he whispered, actually finding he did want to hear about it, to picture it.

“We went to his place. He’d got a little farm, with a stable and everything, which ended up working out pretty well with the virus and everything. I was so surprised seeing him, because like you said no women were known to be effected, but he was the exception I guess. We...well we did what horses do. I winked at him with my pussy, and he jumped onto my back and gave me the best dicking I’ve ever had. Oh, Tom, I can’t really describe it. He filled me even better than that dildo. We’re probably going to see each other at least three times a week.” As she talked, Tom pictured some masculine centaur doing exactly as she described, and that sent him over the edge. He came all over her boobs, not knowing how to feel now.