As I made it to the Village Head's home, I knocked on the door. Victoria answered the door, out of breath. "What are you doing here?!" She yelled out, making me laugh. "You need the pelts; you ran off without them." She looked at me, dumbfounded, as I smirked. Victoria had forgotten about the pelts, even though the deal had been made. "Hurry up and give them to me." She said, frustrated.
I pulled out ten, making her look at me wide-eyed. "That's too many, I can't handle the price." She said sheepishly, making me smile as I spoke. "You don't need to worry about it. I have plenty, and it's not hard for me to get more. Take it, you never know when winter will be worse than you expected. I will be waiting for you. Please don't make me sad." I said before walking away.
She watched me leave, feeling frustrated at how I acted. But when I looked over my shoulder, I looked back at her. Victoria had picked up a pelt and was rubbing it, smiling. She may not like how direct I was. But I could tell she enjoyed it more than she would admit. It was close to five in the afternoon, so I decided to head to the barn. I didn't have anything going on that needs my attention right now.
Opening the door as I lay down on some hay waiting, while I did, I pulled out the necklace, looking at it. The way Victoria was looking at it meant she wanted it more than anything, but she couldn't afford it. Women aren't as complicated as people make them out to be. If they marry a man who keeps failing them, like being unable to make a child with them or can't let them have nice things every once in a while, and becomes cold to them when they didn't do anything wrong, that emotional love they had will wear off fast.
Relationships are, at the end of the day, transactions between two people involving resources and emotions; most people don't want to be with someone who fails to meet their needs. If they can't get it from them, they will get it from someone else; this goes for both men and women. If a woman withholds sex from their husband, it's only a matter of time before he steps out, or if she fails to live up to her end of the deal.
As I was in thought, the sun slowly lowered, and it started to get dark inside the barn. I got up and waited by the inside door. Time slowly went by until I heard the door open, and a cloaked figure walked inside. "Sir Wilson, I am here," Victoria said shyly. She had never done something like sneaking out at night. I could tell she was somewhat excited, but tried to hide it.
"Sir Wilson?" She said, taking the hood off completely as she looked around in the dark barn. I slowly walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her, making her yelp out. "AAHH!" I chuckled as I whispered into her ear. "Don't worry, it's only me," I said, making Victoria try to calm down. But I could feel her heart beating; it was fast, and her breathing had quickened.
"Sir Wilson, please let me go. I thought we were just going to talk." She said, making me smile as I spoke. "Who said we can't talk while I hold you?" I said, letting my breath caress her neck before kissing it, making her moan out slightly. "Then why are you kissing my neck?" She said.
"Oops, I tripped, and my lips touched your neck. Silly me, I am so clumsy." I joked, making her click her tongue, knowing I was lying, but through the moonlight, I noticed a slight smile on her face. One of my hands found the string tying the front of her dress together and pulled on it. As the dress loosened, Victoria quickly tried to stop it from falling.
"Sir Wilson, don't." She said in protest, but I moved one hand, reached into my pocket, pulled out the necklace, and dangled it in front of her. "You didn't." She said with a hint of wanting in her words. "Someone as beautiful as you deserves to be taken care of, not ignored and treated poorly," I said while moving my hands to place the necklace on her.
I walked in front of her as she held her dress together, looking at me with eyes filled with happiness and anguish. The conflicted emotions in her eyes battled with each other as I walked closer to her, making her step back until her back was against the wall, and she let go of her dress, which fell to the floor. She stood there in her underwear and cloak as the moonlight shone on the necklace.
"You look divine, Victoria. A woman worthy of spoiling and loving, I want you." I said as I moved, taking a hold of her arms and holding them over her head as she looked away. "We ca-" As she was about to speak to me, I kissed her, pushing my knee between her thighs and rubbing it up against her pussy.
Moving her arms closer to one another, I held them together with one hand as my other hand moved away from them. Letting it gently caress her stomach with my finger tips before entering her underwear, finding a wet mess inside of it. A smirk spread across my face as I pulled my lips away from hers.
"I want you, Victoria. I want to make sweet passionate love to you and give you what you want. A baby, not only that, I will shower you with everything you desire as long as you will also love me." I whispered into her ear as my fingers began to play with her clit.
Victoria moaned out as she closed her eyes, not wanting to look at me. But that was fine for now; she hadn't protested my touching her body, meaning she agreed to this to some level. I left my thumb on her clit as my fingers moved to her pussy, caressing it as she let out a loud moan. "WAIT! THAT'S TOO MUCH!" She said, moaning.
"Just think of this night as a dream and let go for just tonight, my sweet Victoria," I whispered into her ear, making her quiver as she started to move her hips a little. Victoria had begun to grind her pussy on my fingers as I rubbed her clit. "Just, tonight. Make me feel special." She moaned out as I smiled, sliding two of my fingers inside of her, making her moan loudly.
"Sir Wilson, play with it more!" She yelled out while moving her hips forward and backwards, enjoying me fingering her pussy as she started to gush out from her pussy. "You haven't had love in a while, Victoria. You poor woman, don't worry, your Wilson will make sure to shower you in love." I said before kissing down her chest, making my way to her nipple, licking it with my tongue as she moaned out.
"That feels so good, Sir Wilson. You are so good at this." She said as her body started to shake and her pussy began to clamp down on my fingers. "Something is happening!" She yelled out, making me smile. It looked like she hadn't experienced an orgasm before. I am starting to wonder if this village is in good hands with the village head's son.
"WHAT IS HAPPENING?!" She finally yelled out as her pussy began to release her love juice onto my hand, as her eyes rolled back into her head, gasping for air, as her orgasm took over her. Letting go of her hands, she fell into my chest, leaning on me as I let her ride the wave of pleasure washing over her until she was done. Pulling my hand out of her underwear and picking her up as she yelped.
"What are you doing?" She said, with a worried look. "I am taking you to bed, Victoria. Our time tonight is just starting." I said, while laying her down on the hay bed, undoing the clasp on the cloak and letting it fall open. The moonlight shone in through the window, revealing her white skin and ample breasts. The necklace rested just above the crack between her breasts, sparkling.
"Perfection," I said, my words made her blush harder as she looked away, and a smile spread across her face. It had been a long time since a man had praised her body, let alone her looks, and my words hit the nail on the head as she moved her hands covering part of her face as she spoke.
"Sir Wilson, please make me forget everything just for tonight, I beg of you." She said with a seductive tone, making me slide my hands up her thighs, hooking her underwear with my thumbs as I leaned forward, kissing her neck as I pulled them down.
"Your Husband is a fool," I said, looking down at her body. She bit her lip and smiled slightly. She hadn't had someone on her side in a long time; her father-in-law always told her to try harder, and her husband never met her halfway. It felt like she was carrying everything, and now a man looked at her with desire that her husband should have been doing. My agreeing with her on how foolish her husband has been comforted her.
Watching Victoria move her hands to my pants while speaking. "Hurry up and take it out, Sir Wilson. I am ready." She said.