“Let's say it will be worth your while,” Brett answered. But then he added, “that is, if you're as great as I think you are!”
Victoria couldn't keep from laughing, as her father-in-law had finally admitted what she had suspected all along. He wanted to screw her, he wanted to fuck his own son's wife. Victoria stopped laughing as abruptly as she had started and she stared at Brett Stover with cool blue eyes.
“I've been meaning to ask you where Margaret is this evening. Is she feeling all right?” Victoria said, thinking she finally had Brett Stover where she wanted him.
Brett maintained the same casual smile, and he took a sip of his drink before answering Victoria. “She asked me to relay her apologies for not being able to see you. She wasn't feeling well so she's retired early.” Brett didn't like his son's wife's coy and evasive tactics and he decided to be more forceful. “As I was saying, before, IF you're as great as I think you are!” With that, he stood up from the chair and began taking off his clothes. “You know, my son has nothing more than what I provide for him. What choice do you think he would make if it was between you and his comforts? Do I need to remind you of your life before you married him?” He grinned back at Victoria but his face for an instant looked brutal and unyielding.
Victoria was dumbfounded. Not by what her father-in-law wanted or his threats, but rather by the fact that he knew about her life as a prostitute before she married Brett. A high-class call girl, true, but a whore nonetheless. She hadn't thought anyone in the Stover family knew about that and she realized that her father-in-law must know quite a bit or he wouldn't have mentioned it. Before that remark, Victoria was getting ready to walk out and make Brett Stover run after her, but she hadn't realized how much her father-in-law knew about her. She was more than willing to give her cunt to her husband's father, but she had expected to do it more on her terms. She suddenly realized that Brett, Senior had her over a barrel and that there was nothing she could do about it. She resigned herself to it as she knew she would enjoy it anyway.
“What is it you think I'm so great at?” Victoria said. She didn't move from her chair, but watched every move of his as he continued to undress. She was still proud of the fact that she was the very best at anything sexual.
Brett Stover was stripped down to his shorts and there was a large, thick cock bulge in the silk material. He pulled his shorts down quickly and his giant, erect prick sprang straight out at Victoria. “Let's see how you are at sucking my cock!” Brett said and he pointed down at the purple-tipped column of flesh that stuck out from his hairy balls like a cannon about to explode. He knew he was going to get great pleasure out of seeing the sensuous lips of his son's wife's mouth locked tightly around his hardened, giant whang, but he also wanted to see all of her beautiful, young body naked to the flesh.
“Take off your clothes before you start,” Brett said casually, and he sat down again in the large, easy chair, his obscenely erect pecker pointing up at her.
Victoria was more than a little upset at the way Brett was acting. He was so sure of himself, so sure that she would do anything he wanted. But the thought of having a hunk of his fortune and power was all that she needed to make her give in to his demands. Anyway, his large fuckstick throbbing so deliciously at her made her wet pussy burn with the exciting thought of having it buried inside her twat.
Gulping down the last of her martini, Victoria stood up from her chair very slowly, and after setting her glass down, she shook her long, blonde hair off of her shoulders while looking directly in her father-in-law's eyes. Then she precisely and deliberately unbuttoned the front of her dress with even moves of her nimble fingers, never taking her eyes from his. When the last button was undone, she slipped the dress off in one swift move, letting it fall back off her shoulders and down her arms. She laughed out loud when Brett Stover's eyes seemed to bulge out in surprise. She wasn't wearing bra or panties, and she stood before him completely naked except for her shoes.
Her father-in-law grinned too as he realized that Victoria had come prepared for fucking. He found himself liking his son's wife more and more and his prick swelled larger when he saw that her voluptuous, young body was even more sensuous than he had imagined. He wanted to shove his pecker into the silky folds of her delectable cunt right then and there, but he didn't say anything as Victoria was looking straight into his eyes and teasingly moistening her lips with the tip of her pink tongue. There would be plenty of opportunity to fuck her pussy later, but for the moment, he was going to stick to his original demand for a cocksucking. She had the most sensuous mouth Brett had ever seen and he had been waiting for a long time to make her suck his gigantic prick.
Stepping out of her shoes, Victoria walked with graceful strides toward her father-in-law. Her posture was always perfect, a characteristic uncommon with large-tittied women and her twin globes of round, smooth flesh hardly moved as she walked. The satiny perfect boobies were accented by the already erect pink nipples at their tips and they brushed tantalizingly against Brett Stover's knees as she knelt down in front of his chair. He spread his legs out, one on either side of her perfect body and he slid his asscheeks to the edge of the chair to move his pelvis closer to his daughter-in-law's beautifully sculptured face. Victoria placed her hands on her father-in-law's inner thighs and his pecker jerked up responding fast to her touch.
The rubbery flesh of the mushroom-shaped purple head of his whang was swollen to the proportion of a large apricot and the unseeing eye at the tip had tiny drops of pre-cum fluid seeping from it. The long fuckstick was equally thick and the blood-engorged veins criss-crossed it in accent to its throbbing life. The stiff cock protruded out from a blonde tangle of cock hair and beneath the hairy bush were the double sacs containing his nuts which looked small in comparison to his huge prick. Brett's belly was youthfully flat and muscular and Victoria ran her hands up his inner thighs past his cock hair to his lower belly. She stayed still for a moment, then leaned forward until his long, rigid fuckpole made contact with the soft cleavage of her full knockers. She looked up at Brett Stover and smiled when his whang jerked again.
“Well? Let's get with it!” Brett said, grinning lasciviously down at her. He liked the sensation of her massive, warm titties against his pecker and the sight was just as stimulating. “Aren't you going to suck my cock?” he added.
Victoria gulped as she was a little hesitant to begin. His prick was so enormous that she was afraid it might choke her and she knew that at best she would be able to take only half of its length down her throat. She was stalling by teasing him, but Stover wouldn't have it.
“Take it easy, Brett, sweetie, I'm just trying to make your cock larger,” Victoria said in an attempt to appear undisturbed. Brett laughed out loud, but then looked at her with cold blue eyes.
“Get sucking! If it gets any larger, you'll have to start from across the room!” Brett laughed again, but his impatience was apparent.
Victoria felt the anger rising in her heaving titties and she was determined to show Brett Stover what it was like to be sucked by a professional. She moved her left hand down his belly until her palm was just above the base of his large pecker, while she slid her right hand palm upward beneath the soft balls that hung below. At the same moment, she wrapped her cool left hand around the base of his fuckstick and took his sperm-heavy balls in her right hand. Using her long, nimble fingers with sensual skill, she began to gently massage both his balls and fuck pole. She saw her father-in-law draw his breath in sharply as her fingers made contact with his fuck organ, and she wasted no time in getting busy with her warm, wet lips and tongue. Leaning her face close to the swollen purple head, she exhaled her hot breath over it as cobra-like she flicked her tongue out to touch the sensitive nerve at the base of the cockhead. His prick lurched in her hand from his obvious pleasure in her actions.