My husband usually needed a little encouragement before closing a deal, and today was nothing different.

I waited patiently for him to step in through the door with a smile as usual, and tell me just

how successful his deal was, so I could treat him.

"'Darling!'

He called, dropping his keys and turning on the lights.

He swallowed as soon as he saw me.

I had chosen the tiniest of our collections, one he hadn't seen me in.

His eyes darkened as soon as he saw me and tugged his tie,

pulling it off and coming closer to me.

How was your deal?

It was successful.

We got the contract.'

He replied, pulling his pants down as well, walking to me naked.

A smile tugged my lips upward as I wondered just how much I had spoiled my husband

by promising him a reward when he won a deal. He was amazing all around,

but my encouragement made him sparkle. It was undeniable that our little bedroom act was

making his head straighter. I chuckled, going on my knees and taking his cock in my hand. Hard already, are we?

Were you simply thinking of your wife sucking your cock while pitching?

Yes, I needed you to suck it, Tilda, he replied, his hand gripping my hair. So suck it.

I nodded, taking his length into my mouth,

imbbing my head, lathering it with more spit. It was sloppy, just how he liked it.

But Perry was impatient. His eyes were darker with each act, and his hold on my hair tightened as each second passed like he was barely restraining himself. He tugged me up,

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