An ultimatum.

"Baby, we talked about this already," Sally whispered even though Frank had already left to go to the bedroom.

"You may like having cocks in you but I don't!" Jenna exclaimed.

Sally glared at her lover, tempted to say something nasty back but bit her tongue. "If you don't do this you could get fired and won't get any money!"

"I don't care!"

"You don't care?" Sally yelled. "You're the one who got us this job without asking me or reading the fine print! I'm the one who got fucked to protect you!"

Jenna was taken aback by her lover's sudden anger. She was normally the one with fiery temper and Sally was the timid one. "I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean..."

"You wanted easy money but there's no such thing!" Sally said, trying to hold back tears. "You can quit and go back home early but I'm staying!"

"Sweetie..."

Sally gulped down the rest of the wine in her glass and stood up. "If you love me and still want to be with me then you'll join me in the bedroom."

"Sweetie..." Jenna muttered, watching her girlfriend strip off her uniform as she walked towards the bedroom door.