Make a Clever Deal

“Gwen, I want to be your partner. I want to share my everything with you. I want to marry you.”

Gwen looks at you, examining you like she’s trying to read your mind.

“Very well, we have a deal. Show me the night of my life stud and you can have me.”

You break the seal.

“Thank you, lover. Pick me up at six.”

And, with that she disappears into sulfurous smoke.

Lorelei looks at you. “Isn't Mistress amazing?”

You ignore her and head upstairs. As your eyes adjust to the light the front door swings open.

Tina, Toby, and Franki burst in laughing.

Toby grins at you. “We did it. We killed the stupid bitch. She begged, claimed she wasn’t under a demon’s influence. Do you believe that shit?”

Tina laughs. “Crazy right. I want your cock now, Toby.”

They head towards the briefing room.

Franki looks at you. “God, what a rush. Want to give it a go?” She fondles her breasts.

“Franki, I need to do something.”

She pouts and begins looking for Alexa as you exit the house.

You spend the next few hours arranging for a limo and making reservations.

You pull into Gwen’s place at exactly six.

She steps outside. Your jaw drops. She is in a dress that is more stocking than fabric. A pair of pastie like pieces of fabric cover her nipples. A thong like strip covers her sex. The rest of the dress is fishnet and mesh. You wonder how you get it off.

Gwen grins. “Punctual, that’s a virtue. You could have been fashionably late.” She sucks her finger. “And, you just tear the dress off when you’re ready.”

You open the door of the limo for her. She steps in with ease, despite black seven inch platform shoes with clear plastic heels.

You make small talk. If it weren’t for the aura of lust in the limo, you could have believed this was a real date.

The limo drops you off at River Tales, a fine restaurant with views of the water. The hostess looks at Gwen with a mix of envy and shock at her outfit. She seats the two of you at a table with a spectacular view.

“Very nice, Jack. You do know that you didn’t have to put in nearly this much effort to get into my pants.”

“The deal was a perfect date, Gwen. I mean to fulfill my end. Would you like to share oysters?”

Gwen grins. “Why not.”

The food is spectacular, and you manage to be perfectly charming all the way through the meal. As you stare into each other’s eyes, the waitress brings out the chocolate lava cake with a diamond ring embedded in the top. You drop to a knee.

“Will you marry me, Gwen.”

“As terms of our deal, I agree, Jack.”

You place the ring on her finger.

“I want to share everything with you, my love, even my soul.”

She looks at you, wide eyed, in shock and just a bit of fear,

“You bastard. I’m a demon from hell. I’ll send what you’ve given me to the pit,”

You grin. “You can’t, I’m only sharing it. I haven’t given it to you.”

Suddenly, your cock hardens and a wave of pure animal lust washes over you.

“I want, you, now!” You growl.

“Mm, that’s it. You can stick a saddle on a tiger, but that doesn’t make it a horse. Limo, Now.”

You practically drag her out of the restaurant. You try to shred her dress in the parking lot. She slaps your hand away, clearly enjoying your predicament.

You hop into the limo and the moment the door closes you begin tearing apart her dress. As you kiss her neck, you wonder if you’ll survive the night with your mind and soul intact.