Reincarnated in ToonTown With a Cooking System Chapter 95: Trophy Wife I*

--[Ramon]--

"I know this must be difficult for you," I said, breaking the inevitable awkward silence in the car.

"No I'm perfectly fine with my husband selling off to so stranger to cover his own ass, just how did I go for at the poker table, if it's anything under a million, I'm going to claw his damn eyes out!" Priscilla swore as she stared angrily out the window.

"I'm afraid you're mistaken," I corrected with a small smile, "Your husband did not lose you over a bet, you see,e he's been a thorn in my side over the past couple of weeks, and I was happy to ignore him until he did sothing unforgivable."

Priscilla looked over as my hands tightened around the steering wheel, "He threatened the people I love, and unlike your husband, nothing is more important to than the people I consider under my protection. So he needs to be dealt with and made into an example."

"B-but what about , y-you don't need to make an example out of right, I didn't have anything to do with Preston's stupid ideas!" Priscilla, suddenly aware that she was locked in a car with a strange man, no doubt.

Relaxing my grip, I let out a calming sigh before flashing Priscilla a small smile, "No, you have nothing to be worried about. My query is only with your husband, not you or your daughter."

Priscilla frowned, "But you did ask my husband to have sex with ."

"I gave him an option, either give fifteen million dollars or give you," I clarified with a smirk, "Though just to be clear, I don't intend on doing anything against your will. That is a line I will not cross."

I watched so of the fear in Priscilla's eyes fade away, only to be replaced by confusion, "Then why ask for to begin with? Why not demand a more reasonable amount?"

"Because I needed you to see how easily your husband is willing to give you up to save his own hide," I replied, "For all he knows, I'm a deplorable man capable of committing countless heinous acts and atrocities, and he gave you up just to save a couple million bucks."

Priscilla's eyes wept with anger and betrayal as my words struck ho and she realized just how little Preston was willing to do, "W-why would he even agree to your demands in the first place. What do you have over him?"

"Foolproof evidence of nearly two decades' worth of fraud and embezzlent totaling up to several million dollars via his Scholarship fund." I answered succinctly, "Along with a slew of other charges that he committed against a partner of mine."

Priscilla paled, "B-but how do you-"

"It doesn't matter how," I interrupted, "Just know that the evidence I have is enough to put your husband away for the rest of his life and have the IRA and the FBI breathing down your family's neck for the next ten years after seizing half of your assets and burying you in overdo taxes. And that's exactly what I plan to do?"

"W-why are you telling this?!" Priscilla pleaded her eyes wide with terror as she realized her extravagant lifestyle was nearing its end.

I grinned "Because, as I said, I'm only targeting your husband. There is a world where you avoid the fallout entirely, but if and only if you do everything I say without question."

"I can't-" Priscilla started, but I interrupted again, "Betray his trust? Sell him out?"

My mocking words made Priscilla frown, but I could already see the gears starting to turn in her head, "Just to be clear, I won't have to sleep with you if I agree to this?"

"I won't force you," I started before glancing at Priscilla with a grin, "But I won't bother denying the fact that you are a very attractive woman, Priscilla. And I have the feeling it's been oh so long since you've had anyone pay attention to your needs."

With a thought, I cast Charm, making my words sweet as honey to Priscilla's ear, though I most likely didn't need it given how much she had been eying my up later. Which I had done in return, Priscilla was rather tall with a body that had clearly been touched by the scalpel of a very skilled doctor, with her perky breasts, full lips, and bubble butt.

"O-oh really?" Priscilla tried to scoff and dismiss my advances, but it wasn't that effective, given the blush that had spread across her cheeks and the way that she kept glancing at my arms and chest. "And you could et all of my needs?"

"Oh yes, if I'm confident in one thing and one thing only, it would be my ability to please, "I replied as I reached over and put one hand on Priscilla's thigh, feeling the warmth of her skin through the fabric of her dress.

Priscilla gasped and stiffened, biting her lip as she stared at my hand for a long second before slowly spreading her legs, a silent invite for to continue.

And continue I did, moving my hand further up Priscilla's legs while moving towards the inside of her thigh, "Mgnh~"

With just a little pressure on a sensitive spot, Priscilla was already unraveling as she leaned back in her seat with a moan while spreading her legs even further apart, "H-hold on a second!"

I ignored her and ventured higher until I arrived at her crotch that was burning like an oven with wanton need and desire, "Oh my, neglected is an understatent."

~Mhhng~

Priscilla moaned again, and her head fell back like it was too heavy for her body while her eyelids fluttered. Pressing with two fingers, I began to gently rub and massage Priscilla through her dress, feeling how with every touch her breath would spike and her body would shiver in anticipation.

"Oh you poor thing," I cooed as my fingers found the hardening pearl between Priscilla's petals and began tracing circles around the sensitive bud.

"O-oh m-my…f-fuck!" Priscilla cursed and hissed through clenched teeth as her hips lifted off the seat and started to grind against my fingers, desperate for release,"H-how are you ~ngh~ s-so good at this?!"

"When you pay attention, it's really not that hard," I replied smoothly as my fingers pressed down, applying just the right amount of pleasure to make Priscilla's toes curl and her hands white-knuckle into fists.

"Mmmmh, I-Im so close, d-don't stop w-whatever you do don't stop!" Priscilla moaned before an audible gasp escaped her lips, and her hips humped the air.

'Neglected was an understatent,' I thought while watching Priscilla spasm like she was being electrocuted, but the only thing coursing through her was pleasure.

As Priscilla rode her long overdue climax, I gently massaged her inner thigh, prolonging her experience and making sure her body rembered who was responsible for bringing her to completion.

Nearly a full minute later, Priscilla collapsed into the seat, out of breath with a faint sheen of sweat across her brow, "T-that…was amazing."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I smirked and went to retract my hand, but Priscilla's legs snapped shut, stopping . "Is sothing wrong?"

"No, nothing wrong, I just like the way your hand feels there," Priscilla replied with eyes that were practically crying out for sothing more.

"That's fine, but just so you know, the longer my hand stays there, the less confident I am that we'll be doing much talking when we get to our destination. You already have rather excited."

Priscilla glanced down at my lap at my prompting, and I watched her eyes widen at what was no doubt the largest imprint she had seen, "O-oh my, is that real?"

"Do you want to find out?" I replied as my hand squeezed Priscilla's thigh, making her breath hitch, "I don't think I could live with myself if I said no."

I grinned, "That's what I like to hear, once we get to our destination-"

"Why wait until then?" Priscilla interrupted as she reached over and placed her hand on my lap, running her finger over my bulge and squeezing with her fingers, "You had your fun, why can't I?"

Before I could object, Priscilla used her other hand and began to ss with my belt and fly desperately trying to get better access to my junk, "Easy now, it's not going anywhere."

Luckily, at that mont, I was forced to stop at a red light, giving enough ti to undo my pants before Priscilla could tear them off . The second I put my hands back on the wheel, Priscilla dove at my crotch once more, with one of her hands reaching underneath the waistband of my underwear, "Co on, give it to , I need this!"