Story:
Hot trending art and expensive champagne works usally as the reliable "leg opener" for the alluring Prosecutor Attorney Jennifer van De Burgh. Weeks ago she had triumphantly agreed to entertain her husband's new found netorase fantasies in return to his concession to finally close their open marriage on his end.

Nevertheless her spouse, the excentric billionaire, Vitus Bator knew that despite of this it would not be easy to convince his headstrong beautiful wife to let Nicos Mitropoulos into her bed. The Greek shipping tycoon was certainly no Adonis and Jennifer considered him a sleazeball. Though she admitted that his blatant audacity was not entirely without charme.

Clearly it could be no mistake to set the right mood first. Taking her to a new hot vernisage appeared a most promising course of action as Nicos has donated some amazing sculptures for the duration of the exhibition.

From there everything fell in place as Vitus Bator had planned. His wife enjoyed herself a lot and even started to feel comfortable besides the greek tycoon who was eyeing her up shamelessly. The art and the Bohemian crowd sufficed to get her all excited while the champagne made her tipsy and easy going. There was no further nudging required as she proposed herself to Vitus and Nicos to take the party home. She did not even bother to undress herself and was all over Nikos before he even could take a first sip of his welcome drink.

For Jennifer the night went by in a blurr of passion and carnal rough love-making. She even passed out at times. Wether from the alcohol or the choking she did not know nor cared.

"WTF! Are you serious?! Did you just whore me out like a cheap prostitute? I am your wife, remember?" Jennifer's high pitched voice cut through the room.

A volcanic fury surged inside her as she stood there and watched in disbelief as the scene unfolded. Nicos was seemingly signing some sales contract in the hands of her excited husband. This was apparently done as a consideration of her "services" since the signee was enthusiastically praising her performance and value for money. Against her better judgement she had let herself be talked into sleeping with this ugly gnome just to entertain her husband. And now she receives such disrespect in return!

"Nah! Quite the opposite of cheap, my love", the ugly little fat man threw back at the enraged womed. "Actually our little roll in the hay just cost me over a 100 million of dollars. Because this is the amount that your husband's bid for my habor fell short off the competitor's. But you know what? You are worth every Penny of it and I would always do it again" he said with a dirty lusting grin on his face.

"What?! You really forwent over 100 million dollars just to spend a night with me. Are you crazy?" Jennifer asked with incredolous shock while the liquid traces of Nikos' affection still dripped down to the floor from her roughed-up body. This was so flattering and appaling at the same time. Never in her life had Jennifer felt such conflicting emotions as burning humiliation mixed up with anger and a tidal wave of validation. After a fashion this was actually the most compelling compliment a man ever gave her. And it made her want to throw-up at the same time.

As she glared at Vitus he was beaming at her with genuine pride and affection fully unaffected by her rage, "We just combined business and pleasure. You are a fantastic woman and it is my privilege to call you my wife".

What followed between the couple was the most angry and desperate make-up sex. Jennifer woke up the next morning feeling validated and desired as never before. Her fury was gone but the feeling of validation remained. She was all giddy now and immediately jumped her husband in bed: "Let's go and do that again?!"