You're not mad, are you?"Mad? Hell, no. Tanya should have figured that out by the way my cock sprang to life like a horny jack-in-the box. In my spinn...ng head I pictured Tim and my wife entangled on the couch, his hands groping wildly for her breasts. I moaned loudly as Tanya stroked my raging cock and continuing her story."I touched his cock through his pants and he was rock-hard.And he had a real horse-cock too. I kept wondering what a cock that big would feel like stretching my pussy open.. Pity she didn’t understand that the ‘zero tolerance’ attitude to cheaters that I’d always expressed especially applied to my wife. I’d have thought that she’d have known me better, maybe not.I kept her on my insurance for the moment, just in case the impossible had somehow happened, I was mistaken, and it was my child. My lawyer had also advised me not to be too harsh; I could use the continuing medical benefits as ammunition when her lawyer tried to screw more money out of me, as the judge. "You might as well take advantage of the opportunityto get it over with."I could tell from the expression on Mother's face that she was disturbedby this news, but she thanked the Headmistress and we started across thestreet to the Doctor's office. "What are we going to do?" I asked.There was a determined cast to her jaw as she answered. "I'm not surejust yet, but I'll think of something. Let me do all the talking." Therewas no time for further discussion between us because we were ushered into. When his gaze dropped he was almost happy again. His chest was muscled, not flabby. Where an orb of fat had been was a six-pack, and his arms were those of a baseball player, large muscles with thinner but not unworked forearms. His flaccid cock, once only six inches when hard, was now that long when dangling. As he thought of the devil’s word, he remembered something. He thought of his cock being longer, and watched in satisfaction as it grew longer. Though it was still flaccid… he instantly.