She gets horny

While she looks at the internet, you decide to take a shower, a cold one. You need to cool down after Lois, whose arousing never reaches culmination. After ten minutes, it still doesn’t seem to be working.

As the cold water fights to wash away your hot thoughts, you hear the bathroom door open. The next second, the shower curtain is pulled back and Lois is standing there, wearing nothing but a smile.

“Time to get steamy,” she says, as she turns the temperature up in every way, and gets into the shower, facing you.

“I’ve been watching those Superman cartoons online, over and over again,” she says, “not to mention looking at those sites in your browsing history.” She nibbles your ear. “I’m sooooo turned on, sooooo horny right now. I just can’t hold back any longer.”

“You’re really really sure this time,” you say, unable to face another disappointment.

“Uh-huh,” she says as her tongue travels over your body. “I gave up on waiting for Superman.”

“I’ll be your Superman,” you say, pulling her closer, whispering sweet somethings in her ear.

“Sorry I used your credit card,” she says, as her nails scratch along your back.

“Credit card?” you say, out of curiosity, as you enter her.

“For the...” she gives a moan of pleasure, “...robo-stud. Mmmm, harder, baby, harder.”

“Robo-stud?”

“Forget it,” she says, and you already have done, her legs wrapping tightly around you, as you thrust into her.You can tell from her delighted screams that all she needs is you, not some guy rocketed in from some exploded planet. Besides you have your own rocket, and the planets behind it are also on the verge of exploding.

You get nearer and nearer to climax, the scent of Lois filling your nose, her screams filling your ears, and then there's an almighty bang. Your faces turn away from each other, and over to where the bathroom wall used to be. It's now a cloud of dust, and when the dust settles, Superman is standing there.

You look at him, large, looming and initimidating, and that’s just the enhancement Lois has given her robo-stud. It was probably what knocked the wall down in the first place.

“I heard your screams, Lois, and I super-sped over,” he says. “Who is this man? What’s he doing to you?”

Lois, still clinging to you, explains. “Don’t worry about him, Superman, he just ordered me as a sex ****.”

The Man of Steel’s eyes begin to glow red.