Anatomy is Destiny - Sex Stories

Anatomy is Destiny

Jason was your classic office stud. He was a few years out of college, working in the suburbs as a client relationship manager at a car dealership. It was probably the best job he could have gotten with his below average skills. He had spent too much time in college going to frat parties, fucking sorority girls, and sleeping through class to really rise to the top.

He was a sport and fitness nut and almost always stopped at the gym after work. As a result his biceps and pecs strained his polos and his perky butt made the back of his slacks pop. He had spiky black hair that was faded on the sides and back. He had an odd but endearing shaped smile, his mouth was slightly small but he had brilliant white teeth. His skin was clear and smooth. Popular throughout high school and college, he smiled and laughed easily and loved going to after work happy hours and basketball games. He was a bro.

His bulge was full and he walked confidently around the office. His heaving pouch visibly swayed side to side like a grapefruit under his tight khakis. Girls in HR and marketing would play with their hair when he came by and involuntarily stick their chests out. "Thanks Jason let me know if there's anything else I can help you with!" They would say in a baby voice as their eyes dwelled on his crotch.

After the gym he went home to his petite, pretty wife. She had no particular aspirations beyond her job as a real estate agent besides sticking with her man and giving him babies. She ...

... performed her wifely duties perhaps once a week, or every other week if she was mad at him. That didn't stop him from trying though. If he was trying too often she would deflect, she did not want her man to expect sex every day. He was more controllable when he was horny. If she relented, then he would part her panties, enter her, and pant and hump her until he got off, they would kiss and mentally check off "sex" in their list of Things That Newlyweds are Supposed to Do. Except that was the last time Jason got to fuck anyone.

Dim, but not too dim to realize he was never going to get ahead, Jason responded to an online ad that promised early retirement in exchange for a simple medical trial. "My friends are all buying houses and vacationing in France. Why don't I deserve those things?" He grumbled to himself. "God, I bet my wife would let me fuck her everyday if I brought home a million dollars. Probably even let her friends join in."

Skipping the gym one day, Jason nervously stopped at a nondescript office after work called, "Biotech Research Clinic". He entered the quiet office and there seemed to be nobody there except an older secretary.

"Uh, yeah I'm here about the trial?" He asked.

"Oh of course. Just sign this paper and have a seat. The doctor will then see you."

"Uhh alright, but what is it exactly? I don't want to sign up if I don't know what it is." He said.

"This is just a sign-in sheet! There's no commitment of course until the doctor examines you." ...