Touch-a touch-a touch me, I wanna be dirty

Mary went pale. She swallowed. “Wh-What… what kind of arrangement?” She asked cautiously.

“It’s a simple thing. When Nick wakes up tomorrow morning at six, I want you to leave the Master’s Suite,” Dakota replied.

Mary stared at her in confusion.

“That’s it?”

Dakota nodded. “That’s it. You see, tomorrow is my night with Nick. But I don’t just want the night. I want the day as well. I want to spend all day reconnecting with him. So that when we’re finally together… it will be perfect.”

Mary saw a tinge of redness on Dakota’s pale cheeks. Her eyes glowed adamantly and she didn’t avert her gaze, embracing the embarrassment for the sake of her goal.

“And I want you to take Holly with you.”

“Holly?!” Mary had almost forgotten. Holly was still in Nick’s room. Chained up in that cage… she remembered the joyful look on the other girl’s face as she embraced her worst impulses, fully giving into her sinful desires to be Nick’s sex ****.

“Yeah. Take her out and spend the day with her. Do whatever it is you girls do. She’s your friend, isn’t she?”

Mary looked down. “She is, but…”

The sad thing was, Mary didn’t know where she stood with the other girl. Not anymore. She’d always thought that Holly was like her, an ally against perversion and degeneracy. But this wicked show had pulled back the curtain and revealed that Holly was as degenerate as they came. Mary still loved her, of course, she was a precious friend. But she couldn’t deny that her faith had been shaken when she saw a girl she’d known for years throw herself headfirst into being a sex ****.

From where she was sitting, it was obvious what was happening. Sylvia was trying to drag them all into the abyss, one by one. Corrupting them and turning them into sinful women. Holly had fallen. Gina hadn’t even struggled. And Dakota…

Mary didn’t want to think about the girl in black in that context right now. She was doing her best to fend off her own temptation, that gnawing urge between her legs.

Dakota sighed and moved to stand up. “Well, if you don’t want what I have to offer, then-”

“W-Wait!” Mary tugged on the sleeve of her dress, urging her to sit down. Dakota complied, just barely hiding her smirk.

“Wait for what?” She purred.

“If it’s just taking Holly out for the day… I can do that. She is my friend after all…” Mary mumbled. It might even be good for Holly to be away from Nick for a little while, getting some fresh air instead of being left to her perverted devices. “So I can at least hear your offer…”

“Perfect,” Dakota chirped. She reached into her pocket and took out a bottle made of pink plastic. She set it on the table and slid it towards Mary.

“What… what is this?” Mary asked, looking at the bottle. There were no labels of any kind on it, but it was filled with pills.

“HyperOvium Max,” Dakota answer, and Mary froze. The bottle slipped from her fingers and bounced off the table, nearly rolling off.

“H-Hyper…” Mary had heard that name before. From her sheet. It was one of the items that she could purchase.

3000 BP: HyperOvium Max – Contestant Mary will be given a bottle of fertility supplements. The pills will stimulate the ovaries and induce ovulation immediately. Effects last for 12 hours after consumption. (Contains 100 pills. Additional pills consumed after the first will increase the possibility of multiple eggs released. Moderation is advised to avoid excessive pregnancy.)

“Where did you get these?!” Mary hissed, afraid to raise her voice and draw attention to the subject. Carly was already staring at her curiously, and the others were starting to notice something was going on. She grabbed the bottle and hid it from sight.

Dakota wasn’t nearly as concerned. She shrugged. “I bought them. For 3000 BP.”

Dakota: 4200 BP – 3000 BP = 1200 BP

Mary’s jaw dropped. “But… you can’t do that! These were on my sheet!”

Dakota rolled her eyes. “Don’t you remember the first night we spent here? Gina went through withdrawals, so Dawn and Holly pitched in to buy her those patches.”

“O-Oh, that’s right…” Mary had almost forgotten.

“It’s in the rules,” the other woman explained. “Anyone can buy the items from another contestant’s sheet, so long as they’re being bought for that contestant. And if the contestant rejects the purchase, it’s no big deal. You get your money back.”

Dakota narrowed her eyes and smirked. “But you’re not going to reject these, are you?”

Mary gulped, remembering what she read about HyperOvium Max. If she took it, she’d begin ovulating immediately. Just imagining that sent a filthy surge of pleasure through her body. She felt her panties start to moisten, much to her shame.

“I mean, it’s the right thing to do, right?” Dakota pressed her. “After all, take one of these, and you’ll guarantee that when you and Nick have sex, you’ll conceive. That would be the Christian thing to do, right? No ambiguity. No ‘let’s keep trying until it takes’. Sex for the purpose of procreation, 100% guaranteed. And all it will take is you agreeing to take Holly with you when you leave the Master’s Suite tomorrow, at six in the morning.”

Mary’s throat felt dry. All the liquid in her body was currently flowing out from between her legs. Her brain was wrapped in a pink fog and she didn’t know what to say. I’m not seriously considering this… am I?

“You’re sick.”

Mary flinched and her head jerked over to see Carly, her face enflamed. The cosplayer rose from her seat, glaring at Dakota.

“This isn’t some game,” she growled. “Playing around with having a child? That’s a serious commitment, not something to get your rocks off.”

Dakota didn’t baulk. She coolly turned to Mary with a smirk on her lips. “You heard her. It’s a serious commitment. So time to put your money where your mouth is. Are you serious about having Nick’s babies? Or are you just fetishizing the thought of getting knocked up, but are too afraid to actually go through with it?”

She tapped her fingernail on the table to imitate a clock. “Tick-tock, better make a decision.”

Mary glanced at Carly’s disapproving frown and averted her eyes. She clutched the pill bottle to her chest like it was something precious to her. It felt so dirty, so wrong... but... “I-I… I’ll do it…”

Carly huffed in disgust and stomped away. Mary’s heart sank, not sure if she’d made the right decision. But not sure she hadn’t, either.

“Have fun, then,” Dakota cooed, finishing off her breakfast and leaving the table as well. “But remember, you’re going to want to save those for when you get married. Unless you want to have a litter right now, of course.”

Another twinge in her nethers. Mary took a deep breath and clutched the pill bottle even tighter. She leapt from the table and ran for the elevator, leaving her half-eaten breakfast behind her. She scurried up to her room and closed the door, locking herself in the bathroom.

Only then did she finally unscrew the cap on the bottle and break the seal.

When she opened the lid, a warm burst of air flooded the room, almost sounding like a woman’s sigh. A tiny puff of pink smoke rose up and dispersed, and Mary felt a little lightheaded. But she quickly shook those thoughts away and examined her prize.

Each pill was small, about the size of a fish egg. They were filled with a pink gel, with a dark pink core in the center that jiggled when Mary shook it. It almost looked like an enlarged human egg.

It… I’m sure it can’t be real, right? Mary calmed down and tried to think about this rationally. There was no way this pill did what it purported to do. She’d heard of fertility supplements, but those were a far cry from a pill that could actually make her ovulate.

But what if it could? Just imagining that made her feel weak in the knees.

It wouldn’t hurt to try just one… right? Just to make sure?

Mary stared at the pill in her hand like it was the last drop of water in the desert. Before she knew what was happening, she slowly brought it to her mouth. It was only as her lips started to part that she caught herself, quickly returning the capsule back to where she’d got it. Then she noticed what looked like a tiny corner of paper buried in the pills. She quickly poured out a handful of them onto the counter, and then another handful, carefully making sure not to spill or lose any. If they really worked, then they were more precious than gold.

Finally she emptied the bottle enough to fish out the paper, which she unfolded and read carefully.

Thank you for purchasing our HyperOvium Max prototype! Here at HyperOvium, our team of scientists worked together with animal conservationists to design a special chemical that would increase breeding rates in species at risk of extinction! One pill will induce ovulation within minutes. If multiple births are desired, consuming more than one pill at a time will increase the amount of eggs released. Most importantly, there is no need to be concerned about health risks! If the released egg is not fertilized within 24 hours, the patented chemical stimulant will cause the body to reabsorb it into the ovary for fertilization at a later date! How does that work, you may ask? Trade secret! But rest assured, you may use HyperOvium Max with absolute certainty of conception, and should any complications arise, there will be no worries about excessive periods. HyperOvium Max has no effect on the body’s natural reproductive functions or hormone levels. If facing complications, please contact…

Mary couldn’t believe what she was reading. Reabsorbing the egg into her ovary? Multiple pregnancies?! Whatever this pill was, it sounded absurd. But Sylvia wouldn’t have been offering it if it was dangerous… right?

She tucked the note away and began scooping the pills back into the bottle. She reached the last few and dropped them in as well, until only one was left. It seemed hot in her fingers.

Well… it said there wouldn’t be any complications… and it’s not like I’ll be having sex any time soon anyway, so… maybe?

Mary wanted to know what it felt like. She wanted it more than she’d ever wanted anything before. Taking a pill, knowing it would make her body ovulate, getting her ready for her husband…

Before she had a chance to second-guess herself, she popped the pill into her mouth. It melted on contact and the goo spread across her tongue. She swallowed the core, appreciating the tangy taste of the substance as she **** it down her throat.

Then she felt it.

“Oooooh…” Mary clutched her waist, feeling heat rising up inside her womb. It was like her body was burning from the inside out! She could feel her ovaries working overtime to produce an egg, heating up like a factory getting a production line of babies started.

And then she felt a tiny “plip” inside of her, and knew that she’d just ovulated. Mary screamed and clutched the bathroom counter, flooding her panties with juice as she practically orgasmed from that sensation alone. The feeling of her body preparing her for motherhood was enough to push her over the brink.

She needed to take care of herself. She needed to finish herself off, and then she could think clearly… but she couldn’t. That would be dirty.

Her body wasn’t hers to play with. It belonged to her future husband. To Nick.

Losing strength in her legs, she sank into the puddle of girlcum she’d made, feeling the sticky substance cling to her bare legs. She crawled out of the bathroom and wrapped her blanket around her, shaking, riding out the sensations as she waited for nightfall.

Mary had no idea what would happen as she made her way up to the Master’s Suite that night. She’d changed into new clothes after ruining her old ones, but that didn’t stop the ache in her loins. Just because she was calmer now, that didn’t cause the heat in her womb to abate. Thanks to all the transformations her body was built for breeding, and her uterus had just sent out word that it was looking for a new tenant for the next nine months. Every part of her was screaming to throw her body onto Nick the second he opened the door and ride him into motherhood, but she restrained herself.

Actions like that were for foul, wicked girls. She wasn’t some harlot who would push down a man. She would wait until they were married like a good Christian girl would, and then HE would be the one to push her down, and mount her until they both-

Mary quickly shook her head, trying to clear those demented thoughts away. But it was quite a struggle. Even as she **** herself not to give into her urges, she remembered what Dakota had mentioned before about oral sex. How it wasn’t technically a sin.

Maybe… maybe that could work… She thought, biting her lip and rubbing her thighs together. She needed SOMETHING to fight off these filthy urges.

She opened the door and there he was. Nick! The man of her dreams, and the stud who would satisfy them. He may not have been some hulking body builder or movie star, but to Mary he was the most wonderful person in the world. The kind of man who was perfect to take her in his arms and hold her down, not letting up until she was good and mommied up.

She barely managed to keep her composure as she smiled.

“G-Good evening. It’s so good to see you…”

He must have been able to tell that something was wrong with her, because he was looking a little worried.

“Mary, are you okay?” He asked.

“I-I am.” She nodded, biting her lip. “But I… I’m so… I’m so horny!”

Nick was taken aback by that.

“Horny? But Mary-”

“SORRY!” Mary exploded when she saw the look of confusion on his face. It felt like a slap across her cheek, and brought her down into a more sane state of mind. “I know it… it’s wrong to feel this way, I know it! But I can’t help myself! It’s this transformation, it’s making me feel things I never would…”

She felt like she was going to cry. Was he rejecting her now? Because she wasn’t the chaste girl he loved? Was it her fault she wanted to give into those filthy, sinful urges?

“Wait, hold on, hold on.” Nick slowly approached her with his hands raised. “I’m not upset with you, you don’t need to say you’re sorry. So just tell me, what’s going on here?”

And it all came bursting out. Mary gave him her confession like he was a priest, telling him all about her wicked thoughts, the temptations building up inside of her, and finished things off with her explanation about the HyperOvium, and how she’d taken a pill that morning and still felt the effects even now.

Nick stared at her in shock. It was a lot to swallow. “Pills that make you ovulate?”

“Oh my gosh! That’s so fucking hot!”

Their heads whipped around to see Holly in her cage, her face flushed with desire. She clung tightly to the bars, using them as leverage to hump her mattress through the chastity belt. Mary gasped, scandalized by the sight of her friend in this condition.

“H-Holly?! What are you doing? Stop that!” Mary cried.

Holly whimpered like a wounded animal. But she mostly obeyed, slowing down into a gentle grind. Mary flushed red and averted her eyes, embarrassed.

“Sorry about that,” Nick apologized, looking rather sheepish herself. “She’s a little worked up. She hasn’t, well… she hasn’t…”

Nick didn’t know how to explain Holly’s current state in a way that wouldn’t offend the redheaded farmgirl. But Mary could put the pieces together for herself. She slowly approached Holly’s cage, staring down at the diminutive sex **** whose face burned with shame.

Holly averted her eyes. “I’m sorry…” Her lower body continued to shake.

Mary didn’t know what to say. Holly had been her closest friend, and even after their falling out last week, she still cared deeply for the struggling girl. Seeing her get eliminated and then transformed into a sex **** had been shocking, and still was, no matter how happy the pixie-faced woman seemed to be about it.

Right now, though, she didn’t look happy. She looked ****.

“What’s wrong with her?” Mary asked, turning to Nick. Again he found himself unable to answer.

Holly answered for him. Loudly.

“I NEED TO CUM!” She wailed. “It’s been days! I know I haven’t earned it, master, but please! Please let your little sex **** cum! I’ll do anything, please!”

Mary took a step back out of instinct, stunned by Holly’s outburst. She couldn’t see a trace of the woman she’d known in her feral appearance. She turned to Nick, feeling **** herself.

“Can you do something for her?” She asked. “Please, there has to be some way to help her, right?”

Nick turned red and averted her eyes. “She, uh… she’s not able to cum unless… unless I bring another woman to orgasm… and they give her permission.”

Mary let that sink in. Holly’s desperation felt like a reflection of her own. All day she’d been **** to cum, but had held off due to the sinfulness of the dirty act. Whereas Holly was physically incapable of doing so thanks to her transformation.

“Gina wouldn’t let me!” Holly wailed. “And Kim, they… they didn’t do anything, so… I-I haven’t…!”

Her eyes opened wide, and her pupils dilated. “Mary! You’ve got to! It’s up to you, please!” She begged. “Please give me permission to cum, mistress!”

Mistress. Mary liked the sound of that for a moment. Then she didn’t.

She wasn’t anyone’s “mistress”. She was Nick’s future wife.

“I-I don’t think that… would be appropriate,” she mumbled, her face heating up. It was only this morning that she’d come to accept the possibility of receiving oral sex from Nick before they got married. And now she wanted her to… do it with an audience?

It was too far. Mary felt like she was standing over a dark lake, like a yawning abyss, and Holly’s hands had emerged from the water to drag her down with her. Down into that dirtiness. And part of her wanted to give into it. But she needed to hold onto her faith. Her sanity. Her panties.

“It’s fine, Mary, we don’t have to do anything,” Nick promised her, and she felt a stab of disappointment.

It wasn’t like I wanted to do something dirty, right? She questioned herself, wondering why she felt a sense of loss. I just wanted him to want me… right?

Holly’s whimpers filled her ears. Now that Nick had firmly nixed the possibility of her getting an orgasm tonight, she couldn’t bring herself to argue. She sounded like a wounded animal, and Mary’s heart ached.

Wait… Dakota wants me to take Holly away from here on her night, right? So she won’t be here to get an orgasm when they do it. And Dani’s night is next… she won’t do anything with him either, so… maybe Dawn? Or she might not be there yet… then that means…

If Mary didn’t let Holly cum tonight, she might not get a chance until Carly’s night came around. Who could say what her mental state would be like by then? Could Mary really condemn her best friend to such a wretched fate?

It wasn’t like this was a sin. She was just refraining because she was shy. Mary was being selfish. That simply wouldn’t do. Causing a friend pain out of her own selfish need to preserve her modesty, that was no way to show her devotion to God, or to Nick, for that matter.

“What if I…” Mary squeaked out, her fingers tugging on the knot tying her shirt together. “What if I… wanted to?”

She couldn’t even feel herself undoing the knot. The next thing she knew, her flannel shirt was crumpled up on the floor and she was revealing her chest to Nick. She never did manage to find a bra that could hold them, so they were bared to him completely, bright and creamy and so much larger than they should have been. But seeing the way his eyes widened with desire renewed her confidence that she’d made the right decision.

“Mary, what…” Nick was now truly at a loss for words. Mary was the last woman he ever would have imagined doing something like this. But she looked at him with resolute eyes and nodded, even while her face was flushed with embarrassment.

“It’s for Holly’s sake…” She mumbled. “And I also… taking that pill, it made me want… please. Not sex, but… um… something else to make me o-orgasm?” She choked at the end, unable to believe what she was asking. But this was for Holly.

Nick felt his throat go dry. His dick strained against his pants, **** to be tended to, but he knew there was no way in a million years Mary would be ready for that.

“I-I can… service you,” Nick mumbled. “If that would… help…”

Mary swallowed and nodded, understanding the euphemism. Her panties were already soaked. She slowly unbuttoned her daisy dukes, but stopped herself before she pulled them down. She looked up at Nick, her eyes wide with desire.

“Kiss me,” she begged. And he took her into his arms and gave her the kiss of a lifetime.

Stars flashed before Mary’s eyes as she sank into the kiss. Her very first kiss. With the only man she ever wanted to kiss again. His tongue slipped between her lips as she sighed, and she felt her own tongue wrap around his. She was just a passenger in her own head as her body took over for her, going wild in the space where their mouths connected. She felt everything, especially as her lower lips started leaking even harder, preparing herself for a penetration that, sadly, would never come.

Kissed the Master! +1 VP

But if Nick’s tongue felt this good in her mouth, how good would it feel… down there?

Before she knew it, she was on the bed. She panted for breath, looking up at Nick as he stared down at her. Is eyes were aflame with desire and it seemed like he was using all his strength to fight off the urge to take her now.

At this point, did Mary even want him to hold back? Her body was screaming at her to forget about her faith and just give herself over to him completely. She’d already prepared her uterus for conception; wouldn’t it be such a waste of a good pill if she didn’t make use of it?

But Nick thankfully had more self-control than she did. She stared in amazement as he climbed off her, dick as hard as a rock in his pants, and left the bed completely.

“You can play with yourself,” he told Holly, tossing her the key to her chastity belt. Mary shivered when she heard him say that, it sounded so rough and forceful.

Holly freed herself in seconds and began to tear at her pussy. Mary couldn’t believe her eyes. For the first time, she saw another girl playing with herself, and felt overwhelmed. But she quickly banished those thoughts from her head. She needed to prepare, Nick was already coming back over to the bed.

Mary kicked off her cowboy boots and pulled down her shorts and panties, just barely getting them past her thick thighs. She shook her hair free of their pigtails, and then, finally, removed her precious rosary from around her neck and set it down on the nightstand. She didn’t want it touching her while she did something many in the church would consider ungodly.

“Wow…”

Seeing the way Nick looked at her made it all worth it. Her last vestiges of hesitation fell away, and she flung herself into the abyss, ready to give in to the pleasure completely.

Showed Naked Body to the Master! +3 VP

Then he was on her. He was gentle, tender even, parting her legs slightly to get a better look at her flower, untouched by anyone else before now.

“B-Be gentle,” she pleaded. “Just your tongue. Not… not your fingers, or…” She still couldn’t bring herself to say “penis.”

“Please don’t penetrate me. Don’t spoil me for our… our wedding night.” She swallowed, and then nodded to him to continue.

Nick couldn’t believe the heat he felt coming off her as he gazed at her sopping pussy. He could practically see it steaming. It looked so different than the ones he’d seen before. Gina and Carly both kept theirs shaved, but Mary… she had an adorable tuft of curls that seemed to form an arrow guiding him down to where she wanted him most.

**** to know what she tasted like, Nick gave her a testing lick. And then nearly lost control. She was delicious, like a tender peach, and he couldn’t help but go for more. He needed to quench his thirst with her juices.

Nick’s tongue slid up the lips of her pussy and she froze. The top part of her, anyway. Down below, her hips were bucking up uncontrollably like she was trying to **** her crotch deeper into his face.

“Unmnnn! Oh!” Mary clasped her hands over her mouth, trying to be modest. It wouldn’t do to moan like a whore! But Nick’s tongue was making her feel things that her own fingers never had before. Even those times late at night, when she secreted away a shameful orgasm by her own hand, imagining things that no good Christian girl should ever imagine, weren’t nearly as erotically taboo as being pleasured by a man like this. A man who was not her husband.

Not yet.

“I-It’s so gooooood!” She moaned out, throwing her head back. Her hair flung wildly around her like a ginger tornado. Why does it feel so good?! Mary felt her body racing towards an orgasm as Nick had her at his complete mercy. He was supposed to be cooling her down, but wherever his tongue brushed against felt like it was on fire.

A passing thought implanted itself in Mary’s mind and stayed rooted there.

If this is how good his tongue feels, what would it be like if he was inside me?

Imagining Nick finally penetrating her, piercing her hymen and unloading his baby batter inside her womb sent another tremor through Mary’s body. She shook like a leaf, clamping one hand over her mouth while grabbing the sheets tightly with the other.

He just kept going. No matter how much she shook and bucked against his lips he refused to let her have a moment’s rest. She felt the tip of his tongue slip between her labia and she tensed, squeezing down tightly. She’d said not to penetrate her but… this didn’t really count, did it? No, of course not, it was just a tongue. And it was probably an accident anyway. She felt herself leaking more juices as he swirled around inside her, drinking desperately from her fountain like a man who’d found an oasis in the desert.

But Mary was the one who’d finally found what she was looking for most.

I can’t believe I held back on this pleasure for so long… As Nick fervently worked her over Mary’s life was flashing before her eyes. All those church picnics with her family, singing in the choir, accepting first communion, her most precious memories of the church filled her in that moment, reaffirming her faith in the Father, the Son, and the Holy… the Holy…

“Holy… shiiiiiiit!” Mary screamed as Nick’s tongue brushed against her clitoris, sending a burst of electricity through her body that fried her mind. Her precious memories of her life of devotion to God were wiped away, and in that moment the only god in her life was the man between her legs, giving her pleasure like none the lord had ever granted before.

Through that tempest her eyes rolled back in her skull as the lights went out, and she only saw blackness. She went deaf dumb and blind as her brain could only focus on one sensation at a time, the overwhelming pleasure that dragged her down into the abyss.

But an echo in her ears dragged her back to sanity. As the first orgasm given to her by a man changed Mary’s life forever, a **** plea came from somewhere off in the distance.

“Mary, please! Me… me too!”

Holly’s face flashed before her in an instant, gazing longingly up at her from the abyss. She reached out frantically to Mary, her face flushed with desperation. If Mary was drowning than Holly had already succumbed, reborn in the dark ocean of pleasure as a siren who wickedly tempted her into sin.

But this cannot be sin. No, this is a blessing of the highest order! Alms given to me by Him, so that I may spread the word of His love in the earthly world!

Mary realized just how wrong she was, holding such sinful beliefs. It was her duty to serve her husband with absolute faith and devotion, and yet it was the weakness of her own fickle heart that had prevented it until now. She had to make amends for not accepting this divine blessing before now.

“No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.”

She’d faced temptation over and over again. The temptation that had nearly overtaken her could only have been the work of the adversary, who tried to make her believe that she was serving God by restraining her desires. How selfish was that? Her duty was to please her husband and take his seed into her so that she may produce his children. How could she have fooled herself into thinking the lord wanted her to be chaste? She had to give birth to as many of Nick’s children as possible, so many sons and daughters to help guide into the light, to understand the warmth of God’s love.

Yes, we must be married as soon as possible. Then… then we can begin repopulating the world with Nick’s offspring.

Mary could see it now, her barefoot and pregnant while nursing two babies already, and a third child tugging on her dress. Yet more played in the living room beside her. So many children, Nick’s children. But would she really be capable of giving birth to enough herself? Or would-

Brought out of her flurry of thoughts as her orgasm peaked, those dreams were locked away for now. She crashed back down to earth and screamed at the top of her lungs, “YES! CUM! CUMMING!”

Holly screamed even louder. She seemed almost inhuman with the way she thrashed and shook as the reached the orgasm she’d been denied for so many days. Her juices sprayed out, practically reaching the bed. She more than flooded her cage, drenching her mattress to complete ruin. The ecstasy overwhelmed her so severely she lost consciousness immediately, collapsing in a mess of her own making.

Mary hardly fared any better. As her body came down from its high and she struggled to regain her sanity she looked desperately at Nick, trying to grasp those shards of revelation that had flashed through her mind at her moment of climax. But too many of them had slipped away for her to recall the totality of her enlightenment. But in that moment, she didn’t need anything. She had her husband at her side, and he’d given her more than she could ever ask for.

“I love you.” The words slipped from her lips with the casual tone of a woman stating absolute fact. It had nothing to do with her feelings or emotions. Mary loved Nick, and that was as absolute as the sun rising tomorrow.

Nick stared up at her in amazement. He was still red-faced from pleasuring Mary so thoroughly, and it took a second to calm down himself. He smiled and crawled over to lie down next to her, giving her a warm smile.

“I love you, too,” he said, pulling her close and hugging her tightly. She sank into his embrace and the two drifted off to sleep together.