0 comments/ 69351 views/ 5 favorites Sometimes You Do What You Have to Do By: me3957 “Harry, it’s 10 o’clock; aren’t you going to even look for a job today,” I asked. He looked down sullenly at his coffee cup as if he had no idea about how to answer. I was confused. Harry had been an engineer for the same company, Munson Technologies, for almost 20 years (the only job that he had ever held), but technology changed and Harry no longer fit into his world. His company thought that they had the world by the tail with improvements in their simulators, so they never encouraged their people to upgrade their skills. Then when the world passed them by they folded leaving men like Harry by the wayside. He had looked for something to equal his six-figure income, but I could realistically see that that was never going to happen. Harry looked up with tears in his eyes and admitted,” I took a job yesterday, and I report for work at 2 o’clock this afternoon.” “That’s wonderful Harry!” I exclaimed. “ Maybe we can get straightened out. It was so embarrassing when they came and took my Expedition yesterday. Tell me about it. Why didn’t you tell me yesterday? Harry, answer me!” “It’s not going to change things much Rachel. I took a job with the City as a guard at the dump. Sorry, I just had to get work of some kind, but it is only minimum wage, and we are going to lose everything anyway.” Harry, was probably right. His Mercedes had been taken months ago, and the house was two payments in arrears. I know it was only a matter of a few days before it was gone like the rest of our possessions. Nasty phone calls from creditors were a normal thing everyday. Our savings were gone, the 401k was cashed in and spent, the children’s college funds had evaporated , and we were in debt up to our ears. “Harry, “I pleaded, “when is your first paycheck. At least maybe we can buy groceries. Right now we are broke.” “ Not for two weeks,” he answered. “ I think we had better put the house on the market. I guess we should have done that a year ago.” I knew he was right. I needed to find a job, but Harry was a proud man who didn’t think his wife should have to work. All of this had eroded our relationship to the breaking point. There was no closeness anymore. He couldn’t even face the kids. Harry was a broken man. We both sat in silence. What else was there to say? ****** I watched Harry leave for work in his old clunker. I had never seen him leave for work in anything other than a suit, but today he had an old shirt and torn pants. This was truly a grubby job. I thought that at least they could have given him a uniform or something. Harry’s depression showed on his face and in his motions. I had spent a year shoving my fears into the background, so that I could prop him up, but now I felt defeated too. I was tired of carrying this family on my shoulders. I wanted someone to take over and tell me what to do. I had always thought of myself as a strong capable woman, but now my confidence had eroded just like Harry’s. I needed someone to lean on, someone who would tell me that everything would be ok, and someone who could make me feel like a desirable woman again. I had to get out for a bit if only to escape the phone, so I left a note for the kids (they were 17 and 15, old enough to watch out for themselves), put on a light summer dress, and headed for the bus stop. I think I look pretty good for my thirty-eight years. Oh yeah, they sag a little, but my “C cups” still had a lot of life, and my weight was no more than it was when I got married. I attributed that to a vigorous exercise program, good eating habits, and most importantly good genes. I still got a lot of looks from the guys passing by as I starred blankly into the windows at things that I could no longer afford. But I felt rather comfortable with the crowds and the anonymity. At least I didn’t have the neighbors watching and pitying me. I hated that most of all. I came to a small bar and looked in. I had bus fare home and five dollars, so I debated between a gallon of milk or a beer. I had not treated myself to anything in a long time, so I made what was probably a very selfish choice. At least that was the way I felt at the time. When I entered I peered into the dimly lit room. There were a few well-dressed men sitting at t table and a couple of women at the end of the bar, but I thought little of that. I crept up to the bar and asked for a small draft, assuming that it was the cheapest thing they had. “ What kind,” the Bartender asked. “The least expensive,” I answered. “By the way, how much is it.” “Six dollars mam,” he answered. “We only serve imported beer here.” I heard a voice behind me. It was as confident and authoritative as it was demanding, “Give the lady a Heineken and I’ll have a Beck Dark.” I turned and looked into the darkest piercing eyes I had ever seen. The man was about 5’11”, trim, and absolutely beautiful. He looked to be about 45 with jet-black hair and a smile that would melt a marble statue. “I can’t accept sir,” I said in an uncertain voice. Well, it was really my mothers “you can’t” with a “God yes” in the background. “ I think you came in here for a beer,” he said. “I can’t make you do anything that you don’t want to in a public place like this, so why not? By the way, I’m Tom.” I thought about some more “hard to get” things that I had in my repertoire, but I sat back down on the barstool instead and introduced myself. We chatted for awhile and had another beer while I grew quite comfortable with this man. Harry and I had been married for 19 years, and I had never cheated on him, but I could feel my inhibited resolve slipping away as I sipped my beer. I was never a prude, and although I never acted upon them, I certainly had my fantasies about sex with other men over the years. Tom winked at the bartender and the bartender disappeared into what looked like a kitchen. Tom then turned to me, put his hand over mine, and through that disarming smile asked, ”How about some lunch.” “Here?” I asked. “This building has thirty floors of offices and ten floors of apartments. My company owns one of the apartments. I would like to have lunch there,” Tom advised. “I can’t do that,” I answered without conviction. Tom reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of bills. He peeled off two hundreds and laid them on the bar. I looked at the money in horror. Do I look like a whore I thought? God, that is groceries for next week. “Tom, I, I, I just can’t do that,” I stuttered. “What, have lunch?” he said with that disarming smile. “Tom, I know what you want. I have been a faithful wife. Please don’t tempt me like this. Things are hard enough as it is,” I said almost pleading with tears in my eyes. “Just lunch,” he replied. You can say no and leave at anytime you want. You can even pick up the money and walk out the door right now.” I picked up the money and put my hand in his. “The die is cast,” I thought. ********** The suite was beautiful with a view over the city, which was breathtaking. I guess the wink to the bartender meant get “the regular” upstairs because when we walked in there was a huge spread of chicken salad, cheese, sausage, crackers and French bread on a huge round oak table. Two bottles of White Zinfandel were cooling in ice by the plush chairs. When I walked into the room I actually sank into the carpet because it was so thick. Wow I thought, this guy must really be rich. Why would I have thought otherwise anyway? We sat and enjoyed a leisurely lunch with one glass of wine after another. I am not much of a drinker, so I got a little tipsy quickly. After eating we walked to the window and watched life passing below us. He put his arm around my waist and turned me to him. I lifted my chin until I was lost in those eyes. His lips approached mine, and I surrendered. I wanted to be held, and kissed. It had been so long since I had had intimacy that I had forgotten how it felt to be in the warm grasp of a man. His tongue snaked its way into my mouth, and I quivered with excitement. I could think of no where that I would have rather been at this time. “Love me! “ I exclaimed in a voice that seemed to come from someone else. You can keep the money, I just need you. I guess that was my last attempt at respectability, and I thought that it might be for quite some time. He gently unzipped my dress and slid the straps off of my shoulders. The dress just fell and puddled at my feet. I reached down and felt his hardness, and I was proud that I could still effect a man like this. My self-esteem was receiving a huge shot in the arm. He pushed me away enough to get to the front clasp of my bra and released my breasts for their prison. He looked, smiled, and said,” They are beautiful.” He touched my nipples and gently rolled them between his fingers. Just his presents made my pussy feel damp while we were downstairs in the bar; now the crotch of my panties was soaked. As we stood before the window, he nibbled at my neck, and suckled at my breast, first one then the other. I felt as if I was being worshiped. I needed to please him. I had never been much for oral sex, but I knew what I had to do. I dropped to my knees before this man god and unbuckled his pants. I nuzzled his genitals through the material as I slowly unzipped the fly and let the pants fall to the floor. My prize was before me with only the fabric of his boxers as a barrier. I rubbed him in anticipation of the treat that was in store for me. I reached in and pulled the plum though the hole until it was ready for inspection. God, it was beautiful. Long, but not too long and thick, oh yes very thick. Harry’s cock was just as long but thinner, and it was spear shaped. This one had a commanding big round head that made me want to submit to its supremacy. I felt honored to have the opportunity to make this magnificent tool spill its seed. I started gently stroking him until he had reached his maximum hardness, but I knew that that was not enough. I licked the head and tasted his masculinity. Up and down the shaft I worked my tongue making him twitch and moan with pleasure. I wet him completely with my saliva and slid my hand up and down his shaft while I gently sucked his balls into my mouth. The taste was not like Harry. Oh, maybe close, but his was special. Maybe it was the wine or my infatuation with this man, but this smell and taste attracted me and made my cunt drip with my love juice. What used to seem like a chore was now a privilege. As I licked up his shaft I spied a little thin droplet of juice on the tip. This must be pre cum I thought. Harry never made any. As I worked more it began to run freely, and I just could not resist. With the tip of my tongue I captured some and swirled it in my mouth. Ummmm, it was kind of sweet, I wanted more, but he stopped me. “My turn,” he said. He pulled me up to my feet, and I started taking off his shirt as he rubbed my pussy through my panties. Then he put his fingers in the band and pushed them to the floor. I pulled him to me as we kissed trying to pull his cock into my belly. He reached around me and grabbed my cheeks and pulled me hard to him as my breasts pushed against his strong hairy chest. Oh, yes, this was so nice. Then he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. We lay next to each other caressing each other’s bodies. His fingers worked into my pussy until I thought I would explode. “You are really hot!” he exclaimed with surprise. “I know,“ I replied. I could feel my juice running down my leg. “I never make this much juice, you are so very special. I want you to cum in my mouth, please.” “Do you usually do that?” he asked. “No never,” I replied as I moved my body to place my mouth over his member. That wasn’t really the truth, I did let Harry cum in my mouth, but I didn’t like it much and usually stopped short of his orgasm. I never swallowed either. I didn’t know why this was different, but everything was different. I started working him with my tongue around that head that mesmerized me. I wondered how it would feel parting my pussy lips, but I knew I couldn’t find out because I was fertile, and I was off the pill. As I took more and more of him into my mouth and throat, he became more and more demanding. Soon he was fucking my mouth as I sucked as hard as I could. I wanted to be used like a rag doll. I wanted to be dominated. God, I wanted his cum. I felt his balls tighten first, and then his cock expanded even more. I could feel the warmth of his precious seed in my mouth even before I could taste it. He made gallons, and he just kept fucking me until he purged the last of his love juice into my hungry mouth. I swallowed every drop and sucked hard for more. He became like a man possessed. He pushed his mouth to my cunt and started sucking and licking. He worked around my lips and pushed his tongue into my vagina until I was bucking to get him in farther. Then he pushed in two fingers and finger fucked me as he sucked my clit. I felt it rising in me. My orgasms with a man were few and far between, but I knew one was coming now. I started screaming, “ Oh god yes, eat my pussy. Oh baby, make me cum. Oh it is wonderful. Make me cum yes oh; oh; oh; gooddddd yes, oh, oh. I had the strongest orgasm of my life. I was numb all over and quivering with feelings. I mashed his face into my wanton cunt, but he didn’t seem to mind. Wow, that was the best ever. We lay together as he kept rubbing me. His cock was still very hard and I knew he wanted more. Oh who cares, I have to have that in me I thought. “Would you please fuck me now sir,” I giggled. “My pleasure mam,” he replied as he mounted me. He was very gentle entering me even though I was really wet and ready from my orgasm. I could feel his head spread my lips as he eased in. I could feel my love tunnel expand to accommodate his size, and it felt wonderful. Slowly he eased all the way in and started gently moving in and out. He was so slow and gentle. I had never had a man do me like this, and I loved it. I had very few vaginal orgasms, but I knew I was going to have one now. I felt it building inside me. My hips started gyrating, and my cunt walls clutched at his cock. I wanted him deep and pushed my pussy against him as hard as I could. “I’m cumming, yes fuck me, fuck me harder. I am cumming yes ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh, yes. The eruption was sensational. I could feel my juice flowing over his cock, and he started to pound me. There was nothing but blackness in my eyes and my hair felt like it was standing straight up on my head. Finally he slowed, but I knew that he had not cum. “On your knees Rach,” he demanded. I was so weak that I could hardly move, but I had to accommodate him. I got on my knees, and he pushed his hard meat into my drenched pussy. There was no slow gentleness now. One hard push and then his rhythmic pumping. He reached around me and touched my clit, and I went off again. “God, you are a great fuck,” I screamed. As I fell onto my stomach. His cock was still in me but not all of the way, and he still had not cum. “On top you fucking cunt,” he said. I eased down on to his cock and rested on his pelvis. I hardly had the strength to breathe, but he was insistent. Make me cum you little whore. Take my cum inside you now.” I started fucking him with all I had. My cunt was smashing his pelvis as I bounced up and down on him. There was no love here, just pure raw sex, and for the first time in my life I loved it. I could feel his cock harden as he approached orgasm, but I lost control. My forth orgasm of the day paralyzed me, took my breath and made my pussy clamp down on his cock. Such ecstasy, such feeling, it was better that I ever imagined it could be. My clutching his cock did the job, and I felt his warm sperm fill me. We both collapsed in a heap; exhausted. He didn’t hang around long after that. I guess he felt he had no emotional obligation to a whore. He reached in his pocked and pulled out some bills again and handed me three hundred more. “Rachel, you are the best fuck ever,” he stated. I want you again day after tomorrow. I am sending my driver to take you home and you can arrange for him to pick you up then. Here are some morning after pills. I would have to guess that you are no longer on birth control” “Tom, I can’t keep doing this. Please I am not that kind of girl,” I tried to explain. “Look cunt, this is not going to end here. I want more. You have more passion in you than any woman that I have ever met. I know you need the money, so be here,” he said as if he expected that to be the last word. I felt humbled, but perhaps I needed to be told instead of asked. It was the last word. I took a shower and finished dressing as the driver knocked on the door. “Tom, wants me to make arrangements for you to pick me up on Thursday, but I don’t think I can do that,” I tried to explain. “Mr. Mathews gets what he wants lady.” Wow, Tom Mathews was the most prominent lawyer in town I thought. “You must be special; he never wants any one more than once. I will pick you up at the same place I drop you off today,” he stated as if he expected no further comment. There was none. He led my to a black limo and drove me to a corner near home. I asked if we could make one stop for me to pick up some groceries along the way, and there was no objection. In fact the treated me with great respect and advised me that he was at my disposal until he let me out. Wow, what a day. ********* As soon as Harry left I was in the shower preparing for the next adventure. I had reconciled myself to selling my body, as much as could be expected. I knew that it was wrong, but this seemed safe and we needed the money desperately. Another day or two like the last one and I would have a house payment together. I didn’t even know the driver’s name, but he was very handsome. He was also very large, and I thought that perhaps he doubled as a bodyguard for Tom. Actually I thought that he could guard my body anytime. He was really very nice and respectful to me. As I walked to the corner I thought about the other day and how good it felt. I had never been given so much pleasure; but then again I had never put as much into sex as I had that day. Maybe it was that it had been such long time, or that I had already left my inhibitions behind, but I had never in my life made love with such reckless abandon. The car was waiting when I arrived at the corner, and the driver was waiting patiently to open the door for me. As I slid into the seat I saw five hundred dollars on the seat. “What is this?” I asked. “That is for following instructions, and giving me a blow job right now,” the man answered. He flipped a switch and a porn movie appeared on a TV screen. I had no doubt that the man meant what he said. It almost seemed like a test or something. “But I don’t even know your name,” I said evasively. “And you aren’t going to either,” he replied. “First you are going to take off that dress, then you are going to take it out and do a good job. Got that bitch!” I turned to the door, but then I saw the money just lying there waiting for me. “You can take the money and leave if you wish, or you can do as you are told and enjoy the rest of your adventure today,” he said. He was smiling now for the first time since I had met him. Almost as if they had a mind of their own, my fingers moved to my zipper and pulled off my dress. He didn’t ask, but I removed my bra and panties too. I looked into his eyes to read his reaction but there was none. My hands moved to his zipper and I freed his member from its confines. As I took his cock into my mouth I got the feeling again that I was owned and had little choice about my future actions. His cock was as big as I expected from such a big man. It was in fact the biggest I had ever seen. It even made Tom’s instrument of pleasure a dwarf by comparison. I had a hard time taking the whole thing, so I started sucking and licking the head while I rubbed the remainder. His hips started to rock, and he put his hand on my head with my hair intertwined with in his fingers. As his excitement grew he started fucking my face furiously. Deeper and deeper he pushed until I could no longer breath. I created a rhythm, inhaling, and exhaling on every other stroke. I felt him harden, his balls contacted, and my efforts were rewarded with a deposit of warm salty cum that I promptly swallowed. Sometimes You Do What You Have to Do There was no period of recovery or anything. He opened the bar, poured me a glass of white wine, and told me, ”Drink this to get the taste of cum out of your mouth. Here are some wipes to use to clean up, as we move on to the next stop. Just leave your clothes off for now, you won’t need them.” With that he moved to the front of the car, closed the privacy window, and drove off. I watched the porn movie was we rolled through the crowded streets, no longer conscious of my naked state. It almost seemed as if this were some kind of test to see how far I could be pushed. Perhaps I wanted to see how far I would go too. The scene on the screen now depicted two women getting it on. It did not offend me even tough I had never even considered lesbian sex. It did raise my curiosity though. Actually I felt a little twitch in my pussy when the camera closed in on the drippings from one woman’s orgasm. The car stopped and the driver opened the door for a woman to enter. I was terribly embarrassed because of my nudity, but then Tom entered the other side, and I realized that this was part of the game. Tom kissed me and said,” Hi Rachel, this is Marsha. I hope that the two of you will become good friends.” I turned to the girl and we exchanged hellos. “I want you to do something for me Rach. I want you to masturbate while we take Marsha to her destination”. I was completely shocked, but Marsha put her arm around me and said, It is ok sweetie, I will help you.” She moved my hand to my pussy and started kissing my neck. Her hand moved to one of my breast and Tom took charge of the other one. I had never considered my breasts to be particularly sensitive, but with two people playing with them I was instantly aroused. My hand slipped to my curly brown thatch and my fingers started doing their magic. Marsha started sucking my nipple as I dug two fingers into my hot cunt. Her perfume did new things to me; new things that I could not explain. I started using two hands. One was working my vagina while the other gave pleasure to my clit. In minutes I could feel the orgasm building between my legs. “Oh, God this feels good,” I screamed. Marsha held my tightly as the tremors shook my body. My juices shot out of my pussy and wet all over my hands. Wow another first. “Tom,” Marsha asked as she pulled five one hundred dollar bills from her purse, “ this naughty girl made me wet. Can she get me off before I leave.” It was then that I understood the reason for this. I didn’t wait to be told; I turned to her and started sucking her nipple while my hand caressed her pussy. “It’s better with your tongue,” she offered. I moved between her legs and slowly removed her panties. How carefully this had been orchestrated. I was led like a lamb to slaughter, but I didn’t care. They had not asked me to do anything that I didn’t enjoy, so I might as well try this. I had never been this close to a pussy before, and I marveled at its beauty. Through her thick black bush I could see her lips. The skin around the outside was actually dark, and I could see droplets of her juice on her hairs. As I drew closer, I could smell her musky odor, but it was a clean smell, and it was very arousing. I kissed her pussy and then drew my tongue from top to bottom. I hoped that I could get this right. Harry was not a good pussy eater, so I had to try to remember what it was that Tom did two days before that made me feel so good. She tasted wonderful. I pushed my tongue into her waiting vagina, and I was rewarded with a pleasant taste of her vaginal juices. I pushed a finger inside as I tried to locate her sweet spot, and she jumped immediately. I knew I had it, so I put in two fingers and started messaging. I nibbled around the outside, teasing her with my breath. It was working. Her hips started to gyrate before my eyes. I wanted to give this woman pleasure. Back in went the two fingers, and I spread her lips with my other hand. There, her clit stood out. It was much bigger than mine was, and it actually extended from inside the its home. I flicked it with my tongue, and she jumped. Another flick and she moaned. She was gushing juice now, so I mounted an all out attack on her juicy morsel. She screamed in ecstasy as her body shook and her juices shot all over my hand. I kissed her gently as she came down and I started to pull away. “No, more,” she begged. “I need more.” I resumed my play, and she had several more orgasms. They came one after another, so I couldn’t tell exactly how many. She squeezed my head and fingers for all she was worth and her tasty juice covered her pussy, thighs, and the seat of the car. When she could stand no more she pushed my head away and asked,” I have to go back to the office sweetie, and I don’t want to smell. Would you please clean me.” I could have shown my ignorance by reaching for a wipe, but I was into this now. I licked her pussy, thighs and hair until all traces of her sex juice were gone. Then I took my panties and dried her. She kissed me and got out of the car, and I realized that we were in front of their office where we started. Tom peered into my eyes as if he were looking for something. Then he asked, “You have one house payment in hand, do you want to go for both of them?’ “How did you know that,” I asked knowing the answer. “Since we met the other day I have made it my business to find out all about you. Let me show you,” he said. He put a new tape in the VCR and pushed the remote button. Before my eyes was my poor husband on the screen routing through a pickup load of trash in that filthy dump. “He has to make sure they don’t dump anything like chemicals. After the dump closes he watches to make sure intruders are kept out, but his secondary job is to collect any aluminum cans that were discarded with the rest of the garbage.” Tears formed in my eyes as I watched the broken humiliated man. “I need the money,” I answered in a defeated tone. “Ok, here is what you do,” Tom began. “ We will drive you to the parking garage and you will enter the elevator to the apartments. From there you will go to our apartment where my employee of the month will be waiting. You will be his reward. Here is the number; the door will be unlocked. He can do anything to you he wishes, but he can’t leave bruises or draw blood. For that he would be severely punished.” I started to dress for my engagement, but Tom stopped me. “You will go naked,” he advised. “Why Tom?” I asked. “I could get arrested.” “You know who I am by now, so you know that I can get you out of any trouble that you get into. I want to know that you will follow instructions exactly. If you meet someone, you are not to cover up in any way. You must just continue walking proudly toward your destination while smiling at everyone you meet. Do you understand?” “Yes Tom,” I answered. “I will do your bidding and make you proud of me.” We arrived in front of the elevator, and Tom kissed me as I got out. “One last thing,” he said. “You have one hour with the guy you meet. After that you will find everything you need to clean up for me in the bathroom. I also want you to shave your pussy for me, do you understand Rachel?” I gave him an affirmative nod and exited the car. How would he know if I covered up and didn’t smile I thought? Why do I have such a desire to obey this man? What are his plans for me? It didn’t look like today would be the end. He was going to too much trouble training me for that. The door opened and I saw four guys inside all about 18 years old. I didn’t hesitate, but instead I smiled at them and stepped in. I couldn’t believe that I did that so easily. Well, I sucked the dick of a guy I didn’t know and ate my first pussy for one house payment; I should be able to do this for the other one. The door opened again and two older ladies got in. This was a set up. I knew that two women their ages would have just let the elevator go on. Finally I got to my floor and walked to the apartment. As I entered I saw a young guy sitting naked on the bed. He was not old enough to be a successful lawyer or anything like that, but I wasn’t about to ask. “What would you like,” I offered. He shook his cock and said, “Suck it cunt.” After the magnificent cocks I had seen in the past few days, this was strictly minor league, but I had a job to do. I leaned over to him and gave his boyhood a loving kiss. I licked around the head a few times and he shot his load all over my face. “Damned!” he exclaimed. “It happens every time. One touch and I am gone, and I am through for the night.” “I’ll bet that makes your girlfriends mad,” I answered. “Most laugh at me,” he said turning his eyes to the floor. “I am not laughing,” I answered. We still have forty five minutes left, let’s see if we can’t get it up again.” “You mean it,” he said in a surprised tone. “Sure,” I said. “Let me work on that and you lick my cunt.” I worked on him for thirty-five minutes, but I just could not get this wimp to get it up again. No wonder the girls laughed at him. Finally in desperation I said, “Sit there and watch me masturbate, and if it starts to get hard dive in, ok.” He nodded and I started to work on my pussy. I remembered how hot it was in the car, and I hoped that he would get hot too. Sure enough he was up in five minutes. I had five minutes to make him cum. He jumped on me, and drove his cock in is one shot. I wrapped my legs around him and fucked him as hard as I could. “ Come on fuck me, make me cum too,” I screamed. He pounded away and with a minute to go we both exploded in our orgasms. I couldn’t feel his cum so he must not have made much, but at least he came. “Thank you mam,” he said as he dressed. That was the best ever. You were the best present anyone could get for being employee of the month. I kissed him gently and sent him on his way. I only had a few minutes to get ready for a real man. I found everything I needed in the bath. There were scissors, a razor, shave cream and a douche, so I could shave and clean up. My mind wondered as the warm refreshing water cascaded over my tense body. Certainly Harry would notice my bald pussy. Why did I do everything Tom told me to do? He was a commanding person, but I didn’t know what I could get out of this. Oh well, two house payments would give us time to sell the house and get out whole. We might even get a little extra from the sale. When I was all shaved and clean I slipped into the robe they provided, just as the door handle turned. I froze for a minute. Suppose this was another surprise. Suppose it wasn’t Tom. I would be crushed. A smile crossed my lips as his handsome form filled the doorway. He came to me and kissed me deeply. I immediately dropped to my knees and freed his cock. It was still wonderful and as commanding as it was two days earlier. I took it into my mouth, but this time he just fucked my face until he filled my mouth with his delicious cum. He returned the favor by sitting me on the edge of the bed and worshipping my pussy. Yes, worshipped, not just ate. He was masterful and I came so hard that I almost passed out. Until now not a single word had passed between us. Then he peered into my eyes, and I knew he was going to do something new. As we lay together on the bed, he took some juice from my pussy and started fingering my rear hole. “ I want your ass,” he said. “Have you ever done that before now?” “No, does it hurt?” I asked. “It will at first, but that is what I want,” he said. “I will give you what ever you want Tom, I am paid for, right?” “That’s my girl,” he stated. He put me on my knees and started working his cock around my slit to get it wet. I felt him apply some KY to my hole, and then he started to push in. He was slow and gentle, but he was also big. It brought tears to my eyes as he entered, but I refused to give into the pain. Finally he popped through the ring and eased his cock all the way in. The pain waned as he pumped his member in and out of my hole. Actually it started to feel pretty good. Pure passion was rising when he demanded, “Rub your clit.” I guess I had just shown my inexperience, and I hoped he would forgive me. Suddenly I found my self in the throws of a massive orgasm. It came on so fast that I was not prepared. I shook and cursed as wave after wave of pleasure shot through my body. One, then another, then another orgasm. Would they never stop? I didn’t think I could stand any more. Still he continued to pound my ass until I finally felt his sperm fill my bowels. I guess I collapsed on the bed, but I really didn’t remember his finishing. Tom’s eyes gleamed as he announced, “You passed out. I guess you liked it.” “Oh yes I did Tom, I answered. “I am sorry this has to end. I have never had a man satisfy me like you do.” “Who says it has to end?” he asked. It might not be you and me very often, but I want you to be my whore. I want you to entertain my partners and our customers on a regular basis. It will be very safe for you, and I will pay you a thousand a week. You are so good that you will get three times that much in tips. You will see.” “Why me Tom?” I asked. There are a lot of girls who are pettier and younger than I am.” “You are genuine. You are a lady, not hard and worldly like the others,” he answered. “Tell your husband that you got a job with our firm researching or something from four till midnight, and we will back you up.” “Tom, I am scared,” I pleaded, but his attitude never changed. He wanted this and he knew I would do it. “Jimmy will pick you up at three tomorrow,” Tom continued. You will need to do some shopping, but the work clothes will be on us. I know you lost your son’s college fund, and he doesn’t think that he be able to attend next year, but give him this scholarship application and send it in.” “His grades are not that good,” I said anxiously. “It’s a done deal!” he said as he turned toward the door. Jimmy will be here in ten minutes to take you home, and here is your second thousand” He simply walked away without another word. Ok, so I am a whore. Things could be worse. ********* The next three months were a whirlwind for me. Weekends were optional, so I spent most those with my kids and Harry. The first ten working days I fucked all of the partners in the law firm. Some were good, some were not, but I used every trick a girl learns to make them each think they were special. After that round they called me into the conference room and awarded me the golden cock award, which meant that I was ready for customers. I was wined and dined every night by someone that they wanted a contract with, and I loved it. The customers had to use condoms with me, but that was ok. Better safe than sorry, right? I came into the office at four each day and usually one or two of the partners would test my wears as I bent over a desk or knelt in front of their chair. Everyone must have been happy with me because I was receiving two to three thousand in tips every week. Marsha was doing the same job as I was, so we had to coordinate between hotel rooms and the apartment. We became fast friends and would often meet at the apartment after work. Sometimes we would chat; sometimes we would make love. I guess I had come a long way. ****** The first three months ended near Christmas party time, and Marsha and I were the entertainment for the party. Our job was to serve cocktails naked and service anyone who wanted us during the night. Our show began with both of us sitting in front of the group masturbating. I guess that kicked off the good time, because I was busy from then on. A lot of the employees fucked together in private rooms, but Marsha and I had to put on a show. One really strong guy picked me up and walked around with me sitting on his dick. I never stopped serving champagne until I came and dropped the tray. He came in me and we collapsed together. I don’t think a more depraved party could have existed. At one point I was laid on a mattress and pulled a train of maybe ten guys. While I was getting fucked guys came by to stick their cocks in my mouth and some girls sat on my face. What seemed to amaze everyone was that I just kept cumming over and over again. During a break one girl started rubbing my clit and when I came I squirted just as if I were peeing. That got a huge round of applause. Then it was two at a time. Marsha and I were laid on the floor again for public double penetration. We had one in the ass and another in our cunts before, so we knew we could have huge orgasms. We held each other’s hands while they fucked us, and our orgasms were so strong that we both lost consciousness. They through water on us to bring us around, and then we did it again with different guys. I was really getting sore, but as my orgasm built only pleasure filled my mind. This time I had one orgasm after another while scratching and screaming until both guys unloaded their balls into my holes. For a grand finale they wanted us to take two cocks into our pussies. We were laid on our backs on top of one guy who entered us. Then another guy climbed on top and joined his partner. Of course I had never done this before, and it stretched me open completely. As they started fucking me my cunt came alive. When I came I bucked against them as hard as I could while screaming for them to fuck me harder. Finally they both came, and I lay exhausted. Everyone kissed us good bye and wished us a merry Christmas. Tom came to both of us, and he told us to enjoy our holiday and take an extra day off. He handed us each five thousand dollars as a Christmas bonus, so I knew that we had done a good job. I was proud. As we cleaned up and showered Marsha and I looked at each other’s pussies and moaned. We were stretched open, and we were draining so much that we knew it would not end for hours. Then we kissed and left for home. ******** I had told Harry that I had a big research job to do tonight, and that I would be late. I smelled like a cat house and still had cum leaking out of me, but I thought he would be fast asleep when I arrived at 4AM. I eased past him on my way to the bathroom, and he didn’t stir, so I though everything would be ok. I wiped off again with my panties and threw them in the hamper with the rest of my clothes. I could not take another shower for fear of waking Harry so I pulled on my pj’s and slipped into bed. I froze when I felt Harry stir. He got up and headed to the bathroom. He reached into the hamper and pulled out my panties, smelled them and the approached the bed. “You lying whoring bitch,” he said. “Research my ass, you have had a boyfriend all of this time. Why don’t you just get your ass out of this bed and get out of my house! Go live with your fucking lover, and let him pay your way.” He thought I had a lover. Should I tell him everything? I didn’t know; all I felt was that I still loved this man and I didn’t want to lose him. Oh, what to do? ”Harry, it’s not what you think,” I offered feebly. “Not what I think! Are you going to try to convince me that this is not cum in your panties? Don’t you think I could smell sex all over you? Do you think that I think that this is the first time? I spend all day in that stinking dump to feed this family while you spend all night in another guys bed,” he fumed. “Harry, come to bed and let’s talk about it in the morning, please,” I said trying to defuse the situation. He pulled the covers back and turned on the light. He saw the wet crotch on my pj’s and exclaimed, “How did you get that much cum. You must have fucked an army! What a fucking whore!” I decided that I wasn’t going to cool him off, so the truth seemed to be in order. I mustered all of my strength and started. “ Yes Harry, you are exactly right. I am a fucking whore. I didn’t fuck one man tonight, it was the office party, and I fucked a lot of men. Right now I don’t even know how many. You don’t believe me?” I got up and reached for my purse, pulled out five thousand dollars and threw it at him. “See, that is what a fucking whore gets for a nights work. You don’t make that much in nine months Harry.” Sometimes You Do What You Have to Do I started to cry and Harry looked astonished and my words flooded his consciousness. “Why?” he asked. “The day you went to work for the first time I was really depressed. I had fielded three calls that day an accepted the berating that was given by the bill collectors. You didn’t answer Harry, I did. The banker gave me five days to get in two payments or vacate. Harry I didn’t know what to do. There was not even any food left, and I was lonely, so I took a bus down town to window shop and think.” I related the rest of the story exactly as it happened, and what I had been doing for three months. “Harry, the house is up to date. We owe nothing.” I reached into my purse again and pulled out my checkbook. “Look at this balance Harry, twenty-thousand-dollars. Harry, on that fateful day you had not touched me in six months. I felt unwanted and unnecessary. I was easy prey for that man, and right now I am very glad I was.” “Ok, so get out whore,” Harry said defiantly. “No middle ground Harry?” I asked. “No get out!” he answered. “I am sick of you.” “Oh you are? Are you sick of living in the house you are throwing me out of? You had better be because you can’t afford it. Well let me tell you how it is buster. If anyone is leaving it is you. I get the kids, and I will pay you half of our equity. That is it baby. I have some very rich and powerful friends, and you have nothing. You can’t even afford an attorney, and you can’t prove that I have had an affair, much less than I am a whore.” I could see him soften so I began to try to fix things. “Harry, I do still love you. This is a job, nothing more.” I was sobbing now, so collecting my thoughts was getting difficult. “I did it for us, Harry. Jason’s college fund was depleted, and he wasn’t going to be able to go to college. My friends got him the scholarship he needed. Please Harry, let’s get past the pride thing and go on with our lives. I am sure it can be better than it has been.” “Maybe you are right Rachel,” he said. I think I am more hurt than mad, but you didn’t really betray me. I guess if I had kept my skills up to date I could have gotten another job, and none of this would have happened.” He held me for the first time in as long as I could remember. We cried together and finally kissed. “Would you like to see what everyone is paying so much money for Harry. It still belongs to you for the asking.” I offered. I didn’t wait for an answer. I dropped to my knees, pulled his cock out of his shorts and began the blow-job that I had become so accomplished at giving. As I sucked I pulled off my bottoms. I knew that I was stretched and leaking, but I took a chance that it might really turn him on. “Oh Rachel, that feels so good.” He moaned. His hips started bucking and I knew I had him. He was making the noises that I had become so used to when giving my men pleasure. I was proud of my abilities. Soon Harry was discharging his sperm into my hungry mouth. As we lay together and he recovered he said, “Wow Rachel. I never knew what a hot woman you are.” I could feel his cock start getting hard again. “Would you like some of my cunt too baby?” I offered. “ I know it is sloppy and not exactly seconds, but it is still good.” “It looks sore honey,” he said. “It is, but it will be ok. Here, enter me from behind and let me close my legs so it will be good and tight for you.” He did and we did. It was the loving sex that I had forgotten. “ Oh God Harry, you are so good. Fuck my cunt baby. Fuck me harder, sweetie. Give me your cum.” We both exploded at the same time. He had never seen me have one of my massive orgasms, and it must have excited him because he didn’t get soft. He fucked me through several more climaxes until he shot a second load into my sopping cunt. That was a first. “Wow Rachel, I guess I never knew what I had. You are worth every bit of three thousand a week, and I intend to get my share from now on,” he said. “ We have some future to talk about baby,” I began. You have a choice, I will work and you can get your masters degree, so that you can get back into engineering, but I have already been looking out for you. On Monday you are going to be called to City hall and you will be promoted to head of security for the mayor and city hall, so you can do that if you prefer. It is a secret so don’t let on. By the way, I love my job, so you are going to have to live with it. He held me and kissed me until we fell asleep. I guess a new era was dawning as the sun crept over the sill. End Authors Note: This story is fiction, so any reference to actual names is purely coincidental. Please vote so that I can tell whether or not you liked my work. Your feedback is always welcome, and I will do my best to answer all that leave their address. 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