A Lack of Potence

It was an ideal relationship for Aaron. A hot MILF, hungry just for him. She let him spoil her in the small ways -- foot rubs, rubbing cream into her thighs and ass and belly and breasts. They worked out together, and she didn't make fun of his lack of strength. He combed and conditioned her pussy hair nightly. They watched movies and ate nice meals and cuddled and snuggled. And she didn't care that he had a small penis.

What she did want, Aaron learned, was a child. Part of it was the cataclysm that was the end of her marriage, seeing a pregnant Funbags being railed by her ex-husband. Her home was empty, and Aaron only filled part of that void.

Unfortunately, the coupling efforts were not going too well on that front. They tried again, resorting to the tactics of couples worldwide to combat the problem, maintaining calendars and having sex when Reena's fertility was at its peak. And yet nothing.

So here they were at the doctor, waiting for the results. He shuffled in, looking bored.

"So, Ms. Patel, we have your results. And no problems from a fertility perspective. You're good to go. But Mr. Castle-Jones ... I'm sorry to say, that likelihood you'll have children is near zero. I'm sorry."

Aaron stared wordlessly at the doctor. Reena squeezed his hand hard. After the doctor left, she looked at him, tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry," she said. "Perhaps we could find a sperm donor?"

Aaron looked at her, equally mournful.

"If we're going to have a sperm donor," he said, "we might as well find a guy and do it the old fashioned way."

"The old fashioned way?" Reena asked, confused. "You don't mean ... I'm not that kind of girl, Aaron. And I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I've been cheated on before. I can't go down that path again."

"I won't cheat," Aaron said firmly. "I used to watch a lot of MILF porn. And frankly I like the idea of another guy coming in, you being a MILF for real, you know?"

Reena rolled her eyes.

"Pervert. So who do you have in mind?"