Who: Lady Greymore<br/>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br/>With: Henry Stuart<br/>When: Day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>"I do mean it." Vivienne looked at him earnestly before smiling and biting her lip as his thrusts became rougher with each passing second. She could feel her walls constricting around him and knew that it would not be long.<br/><br/>She was torn between what she was feeling and what was proper, she was married and shouldn't be wanting to be with someone that wasn't her husband. Vivienne was sure that she loved Hank, but she didn't quite know how they would handle things after this weekend was over.<br/><br/>"I do love you, Hank." Her voice was soft, even as her body was experiencing the most amazing thing she'd ever felt. Yes, she'd had orgasms with Archie but they were nothing compared to this. His lips pressed against the heated skin of her shoulder as she cried out loudly while her juices flowed freely. A feeling of euphoria had settled over her mind and she was still trying to catch her breath.