Oh dear.

Your prediction was true, for the most part. Messing with Gemma caused you to get a divorce and your life to be completely turned upside down. Luckily, you manage to work remotely for the most part from your beach house, and only have to go into town about once a fortnight. In all of the madness with the divorce proceedings and moving out of town, you barely get the time to see Gemma, or even hear from her. You fear that she's completely ditched you, until one day out of the blue, she turns up at your front door.

"Hello, stranger," she smiles, biting her lower lip. She senses your melancholy, despite your attempts to seem upbeat.

"Oh, don't be so down," she smiles, taking your hand. " You did everything that I asked for. And do you know what that means?"

You shake your head, unsure of where she's going.

"That means you get to fuck me whenever you want, wherever you want, and however you want," she purrs, dropping her coat to reveal nothing but her perfect, naked body underneath.