“So why contract law, Gwen?” Stefano asks with his eyes on his wife instead of Gwendolyn’s like manners would dictate. He’s lucky I understand the situation when it comes to being obsessed with one’s wife.
“I’ve had this strange fascination with contracts and sealing deals.” As she finishes, she looks up at me with a knowing smirk. Fuck, my dick is going to be delightfully sore tonight.
I lean in and whisper, “Mrs. Masterson, I’d love to use your services. I have a deal I’d like to discuss with you.”
“I love your deals, Grant,” she moans, pressing her hand to my chest. We excuse ourselves, and I carry my beloved to our bedroom for a quick rendezvous.
THE END