Thinking back on how we got into this predicament I could see several times we could have stopped the inevitable of this evening. You see my husband Robert got a wrong number one night as we were at dinner. When he answered it the man asked if everything was set for tonight.
Robert not knowing what they mean asked them, "I'm sorry but I don't understand what you mean. I think you have a wrong number".
"Aren't you Robert"?
"Yes but I don't know who you are"?
"That's good because you are not supposed to know who I am. Isn't Heather sitting with you in the restaurant"?
"Yes she is but again I don't know who you are and what this is about"?
"Look I was told to call you at this number and arrange the time to meet Heather".
"Meet Heather for what"?
"Aw come on Robert you know what we would be doing after I pay you the money".
"Are you saying you will pay me money for Heather"? Heather looked over at me with a ‘what the hell is going on' look.
"That is the agreement we had. I give you the five hundred in cash and Heather goes with me for two hours".
"I really think you have the wrong number. My Heather is not for sale".
"Sale hell, I just want to rent her for a couple hours then she can go about her way".
"Let me get this straight you are willing to pay five hundred for two hours with Heather"?
Heather looked at me with puzzled look. "Who is it"? She asked.
"Hold on". I muted the phone and turned to her. "It's some guy who says we made a deal that he would pay five hundred for two hours with you".
"To do what"?
"Sweetheart he wants to have sex with you for two hours and he will pay five hundred for the privilege to fuck you".
"He thinks I'm a whore"?
"No he thinks you are a high paid call girl from the sounds of it. Whores do it on the street to anyone that comes by? How did he get our number"?
I turned the phone back on. "How did you get our number"?
"Look I'm getting a little annoyed at the delay. I was told she would be ready at seven and it is approaching that time now".
Just then one of the waiters came over and handed me an envelope. "What's this"? He just shrugged and walked away.
"That is the payment now I expect Heather to be at my room 1234 in ten minutes". The phone went dead.
"What is it sweetheart"?
"Some man just paid for you for two hours and I guess this is the payment". Opening the envelope there were five one hundred dollar bills inside.
I guess I should introduce Heather and me. Heather and I have been married for four years now. No children as of yet. Heather is five foot seven, 120 pounds with blond hair and blue eyes you could get lost in. We met in school and fell for each other right away. Now at 25 we both have good paying jobs with little debt. We are saving our money to purchase a nice home in a few years.
Heather was wearing a nice blue print dress that came to about an inch above her knees with a scoop neckline that showed her ample C cup breasts. Her hair framed her face in curls. She had a lace white bra on and as per her custom she was wearing stockings and garter with blue see through panties. Now she was looking at me to explain why I got the call.
"I don't know why I was called. I don't even know who it was. Let's finish and leave".
"What if he calls back again"?
"I won't answer the phone and that will be that". I know Heather and could see she was thinking on this.
"So I would have to have sex with this man for five hundred dollars for two hours".
"Heather you are not seriously thinking about this are you"?
"Well it is intriguing that someone will pay for sex with me"? I know we had talked about Heather having sex with another man while in bed but she had always said it was just a fantasy for bed.
"Are you seriously thinking on this"?
"It is your fantasy for me to have another man and this way you will not know him and we get five hundred for the house pot".
"But we don't know what this man looks like or who he is"?
"Well if you want I could take the money with me and if he is ugly or repulsive I can hand it back and leave"?
"So you are saying if he is nice looking you would do it"?
"That's up to you my Pimp". She laughed. Just then my phone rang again. Before I could pick it up Heather grabbed it and answered it. "Hello"?
"So Heather are you coming or do I need to have someone get my five hundred back".
"First I need to know some things about you. First how did you get my name and phone number"?
"Look I have never had this much trouble with a girl before. I called the exchange and they gave me the information. Now get up here".
"I have to do a couple things first". She hung up.
"Evidently I am on some list at an exchange. I don't think this will be the last call we receive".
"I can get a new number in the morning".
"Or I can go make five hundred take a douche and come back to you. unless you want me to bring you a cream pie like you always talk about. So time to put up or shut up about the fantasy".
I sat there looking at my wife who just said she would prostitute herself out for five hundred. She stood up and came around giving me a kiss. "You can wait for me in the bar or I'll catch a cab home then".
She turned and left me sitting there. I watched her walk to the elevators and then disappeared. When the waiter came with the check I paid and went into the lounge getting a seat where I could see the elevator doors. Four bourbons and coke later the doors opened and Heather came out. I got up and walked toward her. She smiled at me as she kissed me taking my hand and we headed out the door. In the taxi she leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"Wow that was the most fun I ever had and got paid for it. He even gave me a tip". She pulled out two more hundred dollar bills. "He said I could make a thousand if I stayed for the night".
"Another five hundred for the night"?
"No silly another thousand for the night. That would be fifteen hundred for eight hours work. Well it wasn't work but you know what I mean". We got home and Heather headed to the bedroom.
"Well do you want to know what happen"? By the time I got there she was lying in bed wearing only her stockings and garter. Her dress was on the chair but no bra or panties were visible.
"Where is your underwear"?
"He wanted a souvenir of the night so I let him keep them". Heather slowly spread her legs and I could see her pussy looking angry all red and puffy. Then looking closely there it was seeping out from between her lips, the cum of another man. I was so hard at that time I shredded my clothes and was on her in a second. As I was easing my cock down where another man had just been I noticed little marks on her neck and breasts.
"No more marks on the body unless they pay more". I said laughing as I sank into her. She smiled at me and wrapped her legs around my back taking me as far inside as I could go. As I stroked in her very wet pussy she relayed the story.
"I got to his door and right when I knocked I forgot you still had the money I was going to give him. Too late he opened the door and there stood a well dressed man who looked to be fit.
"You must be Heather"?
"Yes but we need to talk before anything happens".
"By all means can I get you a drink"?
"Please, whatever you are having". As he mixed the drinks I asked him where he got our number.
"When I called the exchange it was a new girl and instead of setting it up she just gave me your number and said I was to call you. Well I didn't like calling and not knowing who you were so I called information and got your names. Here is your drink".
"Thank you". I was checking him out and liked what I saw and figured if I had to I could fuck him.
"May we get undressed while we talk"? I didn't say anything so he took it as a yes and started unzipping my dress. I still could not believe I was there and let him. Well you know how much I get turned on when someone kisses my neck and ears and he zeroed in on them. Goose bumps appeared all over my body as he nibbled at my ear while his hand undid my bra clasp. My bra fell down to my elbows so since they were uncovered I just let it fall to the floor.
Well I was getting wet between my legs at what he was doing so I downed my drink and set the glass down. I Turned around and slipped to my knees undoing his belt and tugging his pants down to his ankles. There was a tent in his boxers that looked inviting so pulling them down out popped a good seven inches right in my face. Sweetheart I tried but could not get him all the way in down my throat so I just licked and sucked on him. In the mean time he had taken his shirt and tie off and was naked except for his pants around his feet.
I could tell it would not take him long to cum but then he picked me up off his cock laying me down on the bed. I wanted that cock back in my mouth but he didn't let me. Instead he pulled my panties down and spread my legs wider lowering his head to my pussy".
I was close to Cuming and tried to slow down her rocking but to no avail. "I'm going to cum if you don't stop for a minute". I told my wife.
She stopped and just stay still with me still buried to the balls inside her.
"Well he had the same problem as you did. He didn't want to cum so fast. As soon as his tongue hit my pussy lips and his lips latched onto my clit I was gone in orgasm. When I came down he was looking at me from between my thighs. ‘Just put it in please' I asked.
"No I want this to last and if I cum now you will leave".
Honey I don't know the prostitute etiquette but if he paid for two hours why can't he cum as many times as he can in that time. "You have me for two hours, so I don't care how many times you cum just stick it in me". I said.
He looked at me then eased up my body till he was aligned with my pussy. As he lowered his body down he took one of my nipples in his mouth as his cock entered me. My gosh he felt good slipping into me. And the suction he had on my nipple was unbelievable. When his cock hit my cervix I came hard almost passing out. Then he got a rhythm going taking short and then long strokes. I was in heaven and had another orgasm. I felt his cock start to swell and figured he would cum but he pulled out of me just before he did. The first shot of cum hit me right on my tits and the second hit my stomach running into my navel. When he was finished and lay down on me I had to ask why he pulled out.
"I forgot to put a rubber on". How sweet that was concerned about me".
I didn't tell my wife he was more concerned about himself.
Any way he got up and made us another drink while I wiped his cum off my body. We sat and talked for a few minutes then I wanted that cock back in me either my mouth or my pussy. I walked over and sank to my knees in front of him and took him back in. He got hard quickly and this time he didn't stop me when he started to cum. Even after just Cuming he shot a huge load in my mouth. You would be proud of me dear I took it all and swallowed it down. We had another drink but I asked for water this time. Any way he got me back on the bed on my hands and knees and got behind me. I heard him opening a condom wrapper and then felt his cock slipping inside. You know I never really liked a man to wear a rubber but he was paying for me so I didn't say anything".
"If he wore a rubber how did you get a cream pie"?
She looked at me and smiled. "He wasn't done fucking me sweetheart".
She continued the story and when I got to the end of that part and when she said he exploded into the rubber I started jerking and shooting inside her filling her up with my baby making seed with another man's already in there.
When he finished and pulled out of me I turned around and taking my mouth I slipped the condom off them squeezing every last drop of cum out into my mouth. It took quite awhile for him to recover from that one but we had fifteen minutes left before the time was up. I still wanted to give you a cream pie so when he was up once more I sat down on his cock and slid it in all the way hitting my cervix again. When our time was up he was so close that he wanted me to slip off but I would not do it. When he twitched his first stream I sat down hard pushing him up against my cervix. I think he got some inside. I hope I'm not pregnant".
Bitch got me and I blasted my second big load inside my prostitute wife. She lay down next to me holding me. "I guess you know what that makes me don't you"?
"Yes a loving wife"?
"No a whore, but I loved it".
"I don't like that; it is more like a high paid call girl".
"What's the difference I got paid for sex"?
"A whore works the streets but a call girl is discreet and gets a lot more money than a whore. Tell me would you have done that for fifty dollars"?
"Hell no".
"Then you are not a whore because that is the going rate for one".
Heather raised up on one arm and looked at me. "And just how do you know that buster".
"Because while you were fucking your brains out I asked the bartender what the going rate was for pussy. He said fifty and that he could get me a clean girl if I wanted one. I declined".
So there we are Heather got to have an exciting adventure and got fucked pretty well also. The next morning as we ate breakfast my phone went off.
"Hello"?
"Yes this is last night can I speak to Heather"?
"It's last night's John and he wants to talk to you".
She took the phone and put it on speaker. "Hello John"?
"That's not my... Oh I see. I just wanted to know if I can call you again next time I'm in town".
She looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders. "Well how many times do you get to town"?
"A couple times a month. If you want I can provide your number to a few friends I know. They are all clean and decent. I gather you are new to the business from the way you acted and allowed me to cum in you".
"Hold for a minute". She looked at me before saying anything. Finally, "So what do I tell him"?
"You already know what you want to say, you just want to know how I would feel about it. Well I was alright with last night and what you brought home for me but how would it interfere with your regular work"?
"I could limit it to one a weekend".
There was her answer. My wife wanted to be a call girl. "It's your decision; I will love you no matter what".
"John"?
"Yes"?
"Don't give my number to more than a couple men right now. And only ones you can vouch for".
"That I can do. Now what do I tell them as far as payment"?
"I guess five hundred for two hours and fifteen for the night. You said you would have done that so they should be able to".
"Sounds good now what if they want you for the weekend. By that I don't mean in bed the entire time".
"No I can't do that in my town. Someone might see me that knows me. As far as payment since it entails two nights how about thirty five hundred"?
"Alright then those weekends are for out of town only".
"I guess I'll just play it by ear then. Let them know I reserve the right to cancel at any time".
"Sounds good, now I would like to see you again next weekend, I'll pick you up Friday afternoon and have you back Sunday evening. I agree on the price. Since that is a nice sum how do you want the payments, cash, or what"?
Heather looked at me and I had no clue. "Till we figure something out I guess cash has to be". She said.
"If you want I can set up a payment account that won't show on the IRS radar".
"Alright I'll see when we meet, oh by the way where will we meet".
"Since you don't want to meet in your town it will have to be in a different city because I can't be seen with you in my town".
I motioned for Heather to mute the phone. "I'll be right back".
"My sister has that condo in Memphis and she isn't using it. I can set it up for us to have exclusive use for a small price".
"What hotel is nearby"?
"The Hilton so meet there and stay in the condo".
"John, how about Memphis. We'll meet at the Hilton and stay a few blocks away"?
"Alright I'll see you Friday". He hung up.
"Well it looks like you like being a high price call girl"?
She came around and sat in my lap. "Sweetheart don't worry you will always get a discount". We laughed and my cock was getting hard so I bent her over the table and slid into a very wet pussy.
She got a reservation on the afternoon flight to Memphis getting in early enough to have time to meet my sister and go over the condo. Heather made some excuse about having to work a couple days a week in town for awhile. Well she didn't lie did she? Friday she got off an hour early to make the flight. And her boss even said if she works through lunch during the week she can be off at noon on Friday.
I helped her pack a few clothes and she would buy some hygiene items there to keep. We kissed at the airport and I watched her go through security. We decided not to call each other unless it was an emergency. That evening I was lost without her and finally tried to go to sleep early but I could not sleep wondering if his cock was in her right then.
Saturday I was walking around the mall and passing the electronics store decided to go in and see what was new. I was looking at the cameras thinking about security after we built our house. A nice looking woman came up and asked if she could help.
"We are planning to build a home soon and I was wondering about cameras"?
"Well we have several different styles that give excellent viewing. How big of a foot print do you want to show"?
"Excuse me"?
"I'm sorry, how much do you want anyone to know you have a camera on them. We have these regular ones that look like a camera and the people will know. Then we have smaller ones that are barely detectable and give as good a picture as the big ones".
"How small are the little ones".
"Well we have them quite small. I have one on me right now".
I looked her over real carefully and could not find any sign of a camera. It gave me a good excuse to check her out and she was looking good. Nice small frame with a great figure. "I can't find anything that looks like a camera".
She grabbed her second button and pulled the pearl inlay off. See you can't tell. It looks just like the other buttons. Now come here and check out the view it gives".
At the counter she turned a laptop around and there were the images. She panned the area and the quality was excellent. After some more looking I decided on several low profile cameras a server and a power pack. She showed me how to set it up then I went home. Now all I needed to do was go over and install everything without Heather knowing.
Sunday I picked her up at the airport and she looked beautiful. It was amazing how fucking another guy for money can make a woman look beautiful. We got home and I practically ripped her clothes off.
"Be careful these are expensive".
I got to her panties and already could tell she had been loaded up before leaving. In bed she was sitting on my cock telling about the weekend while I was playing with her tits and not really listening to her story. Then when she said he fucked her ass for an extra five hundred it got my attention.
"He did what"?
"Well I know I have not let you do it yet but then again he was paying to do it. I found out I liked it so now we can do it".
She was true to her word. After I cam she got the Vaseline and smeared my cock real good. "Now take your fingers and lube my ass up. That's right stick them in and move them around. Get plenty of lube in there. Now lay down face up. Let me set it up". She squatted above my cock and held it straight up. I could feel her moving around and my cock head slipping past her hole a couple times till she got it set. My head was right at the beginning of her ass. She slowly eased down till the head was just in her ass. Then she just slammed down and I was in her ass all the way.
"Holy shit that is tight". I said.
Heather started pumping her ass on my cock and I knew it would not take long for me to cum. I just hoped she came before me. Well I didn't have to worry about that, next thing I knew she was in her orgasm with a big one. Seeing her dance on my cock like that made me start to pump a load of cum into her ass.
The next weekend Heather had an all nighter with a new man so I saw my chance. I dropped her off at the hotel and sped to the airport where I had reservations on the next flight to Memphis. I got the key out of her spare purse where she keeps it and I let myself in. It was a very nice condo. It was very tastefully done and was stocked with a small bar. Pouring myself a drink I started looking around the place. It was only a two bedroom so I covered the master bedroom with five of my cameras. Three in the bathroom then three in the spare bedroom and bathroom, that left two so placing one where the kitchen would be covered and the last where the living room and the doors going out to the balcony was covered. Setting up the power pack and the server where I hoped she would not look I fired it up and checked all the views. Then made sure I could get it on my laptop. Everything came out perfect.
With a little time to spare I went through the bedroom. There was quite a bit of clothing in the closet and the dresser had a bunch of stockings and assorted underwear. Guess she would be prepared for anything. Just as I was leaving I noticed one of the paintings was crooked. Thinking I had accidently hit it I went to straighten it. Wow there was a wall safe behind it. Taking a chance she didn't spin the dial I tried the handle. Nope, now I wondered if it was something easy like birthdays. I checked them all and nothing, anniversary date, the date we met nothing. One last thing and then I had to go. The date she started fucking for money. Bingo it opened. There wasn't much in it just some jewelry and some cash. Counting it quickly there was four thousand in hundreds. Guess it was last weekend's take. Then on the bottom of one drawer I saw a photo.
Taking it out there was my wife in all her glory spread eagle on the bed with her pussy gaping and running cum out of it. Looking closer I saw something on her hands and legs. He had tied her up using handcuffs and leg irons. Well, well another thing she didn't want to do with me. Putting everything back in place I had to rush to catch my flight. Saturday Heather called asking if I was going to pick her up. I got there and she looked a little worn this time.
"How was your night sweetheart"?
"He is off the list. Fucking asshole, hell he didn't even leave a tip".
"He didn't hurt you did he"?
"No not bad. Don't worry I'll get him for this".
I didn't like the sound of her voice when she said that. Sunday we had a lazy day and went shopping. We didn't buy much but it was a nice day with the wife. That night after we made love she got up and went into the bathroom. When she came out she had a pair of panties on.
"Well I see the curse came tonight"?
"Yes it did. I anticipated this and had nothing scheduled for next weekend".
So I got two weeks with my wife and several ass fucking in. She was really starting to like it stuck up her ass and I was taking advantage of it. Then she told me she had to leave the next Friday for the weekend in Memphis. I was disappointed but then again it would be the first test of the cameras. I had even bought several more of the cameras and had put one on her purse but didn't get any good photos since it was always pointing in the different direction.
Friday evening the camera in the living room showed her entering the door to the condo with a tall man. It was apparent he worked out from what I saw. They had a glass of wine together then he started in on her, taking her dress off and then her bra. Next her panties but left her stockings and garter on. Then it was Heather's turn to undress the man. When both were naked Heather dropped down and took his cock in her mouth. He was about average in length but very fat around. She actually had a hard time getting much of it in her mouth. Finally he pulled her up and picking her up he was off to the bedroom. Lying her down on her back he didn't waste any time and climbed between her legs Kissing and sucking on her tits as his cock lined up at her hole with her helping hand. Just before he shoved that fat fucker in I remembered the audio.
"Are you sure it will fit"?
"Well no but I did pay to make it fit so here it comes".
Heather's eyes rolled back as that monster shoved its way inside her. I could hear some whimpering coming from her. Finally he was all the way inside of my wife.
"Well what do you think"? She didn't say anything at first but then I saw movement from her hips. "It does take some getting use to at first, but now".
He slowly started easing it out till just the head was inside. Then he shoved hard again.
"Oh Fuck". Heather said.
The man started picking up speed and was pounding her in no time. He actually lasted about fifteen minutes before he shoved as hard as he could and tensed up. From my view I saw six shots of cum entering her. Finally he rolled off and Heather just lay there with her legs open with a river of cum seeping out of her open lips. He must have cum a gallon with all of it making a pool around her ass. She had reached over and was already playing with his spent cock getting life back into it.
When it was hard Heather eased over his body and guided his cock up into her already lubricated pussy. As she sank down I could see more of his cum coming out around his cock. It took him a little longer this time finally after her fucking him for almost thirty minutes he reached up and pulled her down holding her on top of him. His ass was bucking into her and his white cream was really coming out now. Heather lay down on his chest and after a few minutes it appeared they were asleep. It was the same all night with him loading her up four times before Midnight. Heather's pussy looked raw from the work out he had given her.
I left the audio up and went to bed after shooting my cum into a pair of her panties. Something woke me at four am and when I rolled over there was her lover or client which ever behind her banging away at her. Then I looked closely and saw he was in her ass. She had a slightly hurting look on her face but it didn't sound like it the way she was giving him encouragement. When he shot into her ass and pulled out she turned around and took him in her mouth and cleaned him up. And I kiss that mouth. She lay down and her ass hole was gaping with cum coming out like her pussy had earlier. I had enough and turned the lap top off falling back asleep.
Sunday evening I picked her up at the airport and went straight home. "So how much longer are you going to continue"?
"I don't know. It isn't fun anymore".
"So what do you have scheduled"?
"Next weekend I have two over nights here in town. Then I might quit".
The weekend came and with her possibly stopping so soon when she left Friday I took off for Memphis and recovered the cameras and server.
Heather came dragging in Sunday evening looking worn out. "I think I'm done. I don't see how women do this for years".
"So what will you tell your clients when they call"?
"I don't know".
"Let's get you a new phone and number tomorrow. I can take off for a lunch and we can meet".
"Sounds good".
Heather walked to the bedroom and closed the door. When I got there she had already showered and was in bed sleeping. We met at one Monday afternoon and Heather looked a little worried. "What's up sweetheart"?
"Well I got a call at nine this morning from the original man. He said I needed to do one more job before I can quit".
"How the hell did he know you were quitting"?
"I don't know".
"So what is the job"?
"Well I meet him at the airport Friday at seven and we are flying somewhere for a week".
"A week, what the heck for"?
She smiled at me. "For my pussy, what else"?
"I don't like this at all not knowing where you will be".
"Don't worry I'll give you a call and let you know everything I can?"
"Well do you trust him"?
"Yes I do. Look after this we will have enough money for our house. He said he was paying twelve thousand for the week. There is one more thing I need you to do".
"What's that"?
"I need you to go to Memphis and collect my things there. You will need to drive because I have quite a bit of clothing. Also there is a wall safe and I need you to empty it. Leave the key on the counter for my sister".
"Alright what's the combo"? She told me and gave me the key.
That week went quickly and then it was Friday and I dropped her off at the airport at six. Then turned and headed down the road toward Memphis. I was hoping she would call but she didn't that weekend. I got back with everything and put her stiff up where I thought she would want. The money went into the lock box we had and on a whim I set the cameras up covering everywhere we had ever fucked before.
Monday no call, Tuesday no call, I was starting to get worried but what could I tell anyone about my wife's disappearance.
"Office she went on a call girl week and didn't come back".
Saturday and no call I figured she might have decided to stay with him, but then remembered he alluded to being married. I got up Sunday and had the coffee going when the phone rang.
"Hello"?
"Sweetheart I'll be in on flight 1234 at seven this evening can you meet me"?
"Sure but where have you been"?
"I don't have time I got to go". The phone was dead.
I was at the airport at six that evening and when I checked flight 1234 was coming in on time and from Miami. Seven ten it was announced the arrival so I headed down to security and waited for her to appear. Finally here she came in a new dress I had not seen before. She had on one of those strapless dresses that hug the body from just above her breasts to just below her stocking tops. Her shoulders were bare and I saw no tan lines on her shoulders. She came to me and kissed me then we got her six bags she had checked.
"Where did all this come from"?
"From my John, well his real name is Richard. Let's wait till we get home"?
On the ride home she pulled her dress down below her breasts and showed me she had been working on her over all tan.
"Sweetheart don't get mad but I really enjoyed this week, He wants to know if I want to do it again next month"?
"I thought you were quitting, and what will your boss say about this time off"?
She remained silent for most of the ride home then when I pulled into our parking space she turned to me and floored me.
"I already called my boss and gave him two weeks' notice. My last day will be the Friday I finish my curse and I'll leave for another ten or so days".
Well I didn't like it but then my cock was so hard thinking about my naked wife lying around fucking some man for ten days.
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