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Chapter 1

I came so hard I went blind for a moment, the young sweet ass beneath me rocked as the beauty it belonged to tried to get the last little bit of my cock cream out of me.

"Fuck baby moving your ass like that can get you in a world of trouble. " I ran my hands smoothly over her flesh before spreading her ass cheeks to get a good look at her little rosebud.

"Come beauty, get me hard again I want in that ass this time. "

She turned around quickly, my dick falling out of her with a popping sound and took my wet cock into her mouth.

"Ummmmm…" She rubbed her legs together as she tasted herself on my dick. We'd been fucking for hours ever since I'd picked her up from her last class at the University for the day, we had a long three day weekend coming up, one I should probably be spending with my wife but that bitch could die for all I cared.

I guess you're wondering what a married thirty five year old man is doing in a penthouse apartment with a nineteen- year old coed, I'll tell you.

Up until six months ago I'd thought I was a happily married man, Zola and I had been married ten years, we were two happy successful business people who had everything, the two million dollar house, the fancy cars, expensive vacations twice a year, we had it all. Everything except children; I must be the only man I knew who longed for the sound of little feet running through the halls of my home.

After the first five years with no success we'd gone the medical route, done all the tests, there was nothing wrong with either of us according to the specialist we just needed to be patient. Our sex life was phenomenal even after all those years together; I loved to be adventurous in bed and so did she. She never seemed too broken up whenever her period would show up like clock work every month, I was more often than not the one left feeling the disappointment, but there was nothing we could do.

I'd almost resolved myself to never having kids, I loved my wife and the idea of a surrogate was just not appealing to me, there was adoption but it just wasn't the same, I wanted flesh of my flesh blood of my blood.

I thought I loved her more than anything thought we were solid, now I don't think I've ever hated anyone as much or ever will again.

Six months ago on a Monday I'd answered the phone something I've done thousands of times in life, but this particular phone call was going to change the course of my life forever.

"I need to speak with Mrs. Cordon please. "

"She's not in at the moment this is her husband Zane, is there something I can help you with?"

"Um, well, this is the nurse from Dr. Sylvain's office your wife had called with a question about her side effects. "

My heart started beating out of time, was Zola ill and hadn't told me? Who's Dr. Sylvain? Our doctor was Dr. Carter; a million scenarios ran through my head none of them good. Knowing that the medical community isn't too big on sharing information and understanding that my wife was obviously trying to keep whatever this is from me I thought quickly and went with my gut.