I reached underneath him with a palm-full of lube and spread it all over his erect dick. Napoleon’s hands had been resting on the pillows on either ...ide of his head. He reached underneath himself and took his dick in one hand.I squeezed lube up and down my cock, put down the bottle and coated myself with it. My cock was completely swollen; my dickhead bulged. I pulled Napoleon’s other hand back and wrapped his fingers around my shaft. Sensing that I was about to enter him, he grasped my cock. It’s an old story, but with a new twist. The infidelity did not take place in a motel room, but inside a test tube.The story dates back to 2004, when the wealthy couple visited the prestigious Instituto Marqués in Barcelona, a clinic specializing in in-vitro fertilization.Mr X provided sperm, which was frozen, and the couple signed a number of documents agreeing to the process by which the sample would be used to fertilize a donated egg for implantation into Ms Y’s uterus.Four months later, Ms. I stood outside for about 2 minutes before she called me in, she was in the bath and had lots of bubbles; she had also covered her chest with them to my disappointment. She handed me a sponge and told me to rub her back with it.I knelt beside the tub, dipped the sponge in the water near her knees and squeezed the water out over her back.“mmmmmmm” she mumbled as the hot water glided down her smooth tanned skin.I did this 3 or 4 times before I put some of the oil on my hands. I slowly and gently. Out of courtesy, because Susan was present, they both spoke English.“Great-Grandmama would be there!” Maria insisted.“You cannot do the thing that Contessa Helena can do. It is not safe for you. You are needed here now, Contessa.”“Well, if that’s all that’s keeping her,” Susan said, grabbing her purse after Jeanne had seen to her party’s overnight bags, Maria explaining to her that all three bags should go to the same guest room. “I, on the other hand, am NOT needed here, and CAN do The Thing.