How am I going to run a sales department after what happened yesterday? I'll never have the respect of the guys. What about social events? Jeanette wo...ldn't be able to show her face. The gossip, the stories — you know better than I do how people will react." Brent spoke with the voice of finality. He had thought it out and he was convinced there was no alternative.It was Henry who brought some clarity to the discussion. "Look, Brent, I want you to do something as a personal favor to me. I want. "Or else..."He frowned at the thought of Vicki finally standing up to him until he realized it was a game. He decided to play along for the moment."All right, Victoria," Milo said with a grin. "On your terms."Her foot fell away and her hand brushed the side of his face. She looked into his eyes and he was stunned at how seductive his mousy little wife had become as her hand traveled to his crotch and pressed into his erect cock."Take your clothes off," Victoria instructed.Milo stripped his suit. I was on my knees and sucking his cock once I got his pants off and it tasted so good. I had always craved it and couldn’t get enough as I purred with it in my mouth. He pushed it deep into my throat and face fucked me, his hand using a fist full of hair to bob my head on his shaft. I finally pulled him down onto the floor with me and his dick slid in quickly as he mounted me and pounded me into the floor, while I screamed in ecstasy. He knew how I liked getting fucked and I came twice before. Inside, Branwen groaned too.Finnian snatched the potion out of her hand almost before she was done sealing the bottle. “You need one more ingredient,” she said. “A drop of your own sweat—just one drop—from after a hard ride on a good mare.”“And then I suppose I’ve got to think of some way to get her to drink it? Easy enough. Just so you know, if this works you’ll have fortune with the richest family in the county. I don’t forget those who do me favors.”“It’s not a favor,” said Branwen, shooing.