An idea came into my mind. I looked at her across the table and grinned as I asked, “Is he at home, now?” “Yes,” she glanced down at h...er coffee and gave it a stir before looking back up and asked, “Why?” My grin was met with a devilish gleam in her eye that caused a commotion in my pants. “The safe word is ‘gallant’. Scream ‘no’ all you want. I’m not stopping.” “Follow me,” she said as she got up and nearly ran out the door. I parked my car on the road in front of a small. Veronica’s perfect record of incorrect predictions was upheld; she was proven wrong on both counts.First, Veronica had left Wil out of her calculations. Wil was no fool; he knew exactly what he was getting in a wife and handled Barb deftly. He never waited for her to initiate sex and kept the clock wound for almost seven months by cajoling her into bed whenever the hand neared midnight. It only wound down when Barb finally put her foot down and flatly refused to accommodate him no matter how. Oh fuck, it felt so good. She seemed quite happy and shocked “oh fuck, I can’t believe its still growing, fuck, romy, you want to know the truth, that photo made me so curious about your dick, and your mind, I knew I had to hold it in my hands”.Now I was completely hard, and just enjoying when she pulled my cock out-out my pants. Shit, the cab driver looked back and I handed him a 500 buck note to be quiet. He resumed looking ahead as Tanya was observing my cock. I said “go ahead little girl,. Mrs. Natasha Powell, who'd have believed it just a couple of years ago. Not me for sure.Natasha has taken Mr. Kopolova's original company on in leaps and bounds and apart from board meetings, her father no longer involves himself. Petra's role has changed as she no longer needs act as a buffer. Natasha is now all charm at work and everyone loves her. At least that is what she tells me. The truth is that she is a very capable businesswoman who is very much an iron fist in a velvet glove. Loved?.