Ben's choice

So I was stood there, sweating bullets as I looked at the cum-addicted woman who had days earlier guzzled down my seed within hours of meeting me. I felt particularly vulnerable given that I had my infant son in my arms and I had no idea how this woman would react.

She looked me up and down, eyes slightly bloodshot, skin glistening with sweat and breathing heavily. Jesus. She looked like she was going through withdrawals. There was a very real chance this woman would get violent.

"Barbara?" My wife suddenly appeared in the doorway, having just woken from her mid day nap. Her eyes widened in confusion when she saw me and Sam. "Ben? What are you doing home so early?"

My neighbour wouldn't break her stare, so I made the first move and addressed my wife. "Emma called me, said something about a family emergency," I shifted Sam in my arms, "she didn't want to wake you, so I agreed to come home and pick the little guy up."

She looked very unsure but didn't hesitate when I handed Sam off to her. Her frown faded slightly when she turned to Barbara. "And what can I do for you today Barb?"

That was enough to break whatever daze our neighbour was in. She forced a smile and turned to Jess, doing her best to keep her voice level.

"I was actually hoping I could borrow Ben here," she laughed a little to herself, "I have some housework that needs to be done and with Judi out I might need him to shift some things for me."

I wanted to argue this, but Jess agreed without a moment's hesitation. "Sure, since he's home early I don't think it would hurt."

Oh babe, you might have just sent me to my death.

But really, it was probably better that I dealt with this now rather than allow Barbara to continue in her state. She was jumpy and twitchy like a crackhead right now, and I couldn't allow that to go on near my family. So I reluctantly agreed and followed the older woman across the road to her home.

Barbara was all over me the moment we had closed the door to her place. I wanted to say that I resisted but that would be a fucking lie. Barbara had a milf vibe to her that I was always attracted to, so I eager returned her furious kisses for a few minutes, my hands feeling up every inch of her curvaceous body. Her hands quickly fumbled with my pants and dug out my cock, which was now swollen to full hardness and dribbling a small amount of precum.

Sanity latched onto me for a moment I ceased my actions, gently holding the woman back a bit.

"Wait, Barb..." even getting the words out was a trial when my very being urge to fuck. "This...isn't you, right? Aren't you a lesbian?"

A storm of conflict passed across the older woman's face. "I...I don't know," she confessed, on the verge of tears, "I haven't been attracted to men for so long ...but...I can't get you out of my head! I can't stop thinking about your cock, imagining it inside of me....imagining us living together, you fucking me every day and us having beautiful babies," she laughed tearfully, "I thought Judi was my soul mate, but...I think it might be you. I need this, I want this..."

Well, fuck. Even with as much my dick had been clouding my thoughts, seeing this woman tear herself to shreds trying to reconcile her sexuality with this weird lust curse was doing a number on my conscience. If i fucked her now, she'd become another broodmare, obsessed with me and breeding with me, and in the process she'd lose herself. I'm a piece of shit, the last couple of days have proved that...but could I really go ahead with this?