Negotiate with Willa

What the hell. You nod along with Willa, and pointedly move your hand off of the butt of your blaster.

"You know Beal, I think Willa's right. I'm tired, and I think we would all rather have this conversation tomorrow, well rested."

Tekka looks confused, but you wink reassuringly. You know what you're doing. Probably.

Beal agrees grudgingly, and sets you and Tekka up in separate rooms ("As is only proper, now," he says). You sit on the bed in your room, cross your legs, and wait. Unless you missed your mark, the negotiations will come to you.

Your clock is reading close to midnight when the door creaks open, and Willa slides into the room wearing a plain homespun nightgown. She crosses to a chair in the corner of the room, and turns to face you. She sees you're undressed to your underclothes. You're content to watch, and wait for her to speak.

"Beal doesn't get off the farm much, but I go down to town from time to time for supplies. When I do, the housewives talk."

She's slowly unlacing her simple nightgown as she speaks. She doesn't seem scared, or passionate. Just matter of fact.

"They say you'll take your payment. It always comes, one form or another. But we don't have the money, not really. We're sending Bella offworld, and that's that. So since there is nothing left to pay you in cash, I'm here to offer something else."

The nightgown falls to the floor, and she's standing naked before you. Her breasts show signs of sagging, and while she is no stranger to work, her body lacks the tightness of a younger woman. But there's a beauty here still, and you can tell in her day she might have been a stunner.

"I'm a fair woman. You won't have money, but you won't leave here emptyhanded either. And you can turn and tell those Hutt worms you searched the house and we didn't have it, or that you've roughed us up and sent us a message. They'll get their money. Next time."

She stands before you, waiting for your reply. You go to meet her, sliding off your underclothes. When you lean to kiss her, however, she turns her head. "Beal... is a good man. You can have me tonight, but..." you shrug and smile good naturedly, but inwardly are annoyed. She isn't exactly in a position to make demands.

You kiss down her neck instead, feeling and fondling her body. You manuever her gently to your bed, tossing her down onto the mattress. You feel between her legs, and know she isn't ready for you yet. Instead, you trail kisses down, down to her flower, tongue lapping at her folds.

You can tell she doesn't want to enjoy this, but can't help herself either. She's squirming, trying not to moan and alert her husband. You lick eagerly, alternating between tongueing along her slit and probing deeper into her. When you swirl your tongue at her sensitive clit, she actually squeals out loud and grabs handfuls of your hair. You suspect she is ready.

While she seems loathe to let your mouth get away, you stand and place your cockhead at her now dripping cunny. You slide the tip slowly up and down, refusing to enter her. She had been studiously avoiding looking you in the eye, but turns now, confused.

"I wasn't even allowed to kiss you before. It hurt my feelings." You grin wickedly.

She's blushing, biting her lip. "I'm... sorry? You can... you can go ahead..."

"Oh, I know I CAN." You draw away slightly. "It's more a question of what you WANT."

Her legs hook behind you, stopping you from pulling further away.

"Please..."

"You have to say it. I'm not a monster, I don't plan to just take what I want. Tell you what. I'll walk away now. Won't even take the money. You've done enough."

She pauses, considering, but her legs don't let go. "Please... I haven't been touched like that in... so long..."

"I asked you before. What do you want?"

"I want... you."

"More than your husband?"

She pauses. "Tonight, I want you more than my husband."

She hedged, but close enough. You give her what she wants, pushing forward into her. She starts to moan, clapping her hand over her own mouth to muffle the sound. You pump into her, thrusting powerfully, pistoning your cock deep inside her. She bites down on your shoulder, trying not to cry out.

You slow your thrusting. "No, none of that. Let it out. Let's hear exactly how much you want it."

"Don't stop. Oh, please don't stop..." you speed up, and she's gasping and whispering so loud it's a wonder her husband doesn't hear it. "It's so good, it's so good... so much... better... so much better than his..."

"That's better, Willa. That's better. Now, I'm going to cum soon. Tell me where you want it."

"Cum inside... please please please I want it deep inside me... give it all to me!" You hope Beal is a sound sleeper, because she's almost screaming at this point. You can't help but give her what she wants, and with a final firm thrust you cum deep inside her pussy.

You pull out, leaving her panting on the bed. "You know... I suppose I could just take the money anyway."

She smiles dreamily. "I doubt that very much. Bella has it, and she should almost be to the spaceport by now."

You can't help but laugh. A bold move to be sure. "Well, if that's the case I hope you didn't think we're done yet. If the money's gone, I still have a lot of debt to collect."

You spend the night having your way with the farmwife. Judging by Tekka's look when you walk into the kitchen the next day, everyone knows.

"The farmer stormed out this morning. Muttering something about a friend with a real blaster. We might want to make ourselves scarce."

You follow her advice, and the two of you are off to your next mark. You're sure you'll have to come up with some excuse for Naraya later, but for now you have more farmers to shake down.