Money Can't Buy Happiness - Sex Stories

Money Can't Buy Happiness

... her.” Mikey said in pain. "I'm not going to hurt Jenna," he gave her a friendly smile, "We're kind of old friends, aren't we." Mikey looked up at Jenna, "What's he talking about?" “I don’t know, he was at the bar tonight. He was sitting alone. I didn't say anything about the money, I swear!" “What? You talked to him?” Mikey asked concerned. “Yeah, of course I talked to him! He ordered drinks, what else am I suppose to do?” Jenna said. “Tell you what, Mikey. Since your girl just confirmed that you do indeed have the money, let’s make a deal. At first, I was just going to beat the ever living daylight out of you and take all the money, but seeing how things have gotten interesting with the appearance of the lovely Jenna, I’ve come up with a better idea. See, I'll be fine with just my share, that's a hundred thousand. Since my partner died while in prison, I’m going to be a nice guy and let you keep his half of the cash," he said, then added one caveat. "But I’m going to need something in return.” “Huh, what? Anything you want. How about my car? You can have my car.” “Nah, I have my own wheels. How about your girl?” he said with a devilish smile. “My… my girl?” Mikey stuttered, “You mean Jenna?” “Yes, Jenna. Do you have any other girls around here?” “Wait, what?” Jenna spoke up. “I’m not just some piece of meat in a butcher shop you can point at and just have.” He smiled at her, “You were prancing around me all night, with those tits and that ass.” Mikey looked at Jenna ...

... incredulous, she only shrank into herself, unable to deny that she had been flirting with him all night. “I think it’s fair trade. You took from me, so I’m going to take from you. Or you know, I can go back to my original plan, beat the shit out of you and take all of the money,” he said as he grabbed Mikey by the throat and slammed him against the wall, then adding with a evil smile, “Then fuck your slutty girl.” Jenna jumped between them, “No! Wait! Stop, don’t hurt him. I’ll do it! Just leave him alone!” “Babe, nah, you don’t have to do this, Jenna, baby,” Mikey pleaded. “We can just give him the money.” “I know, but $100,000 is still a lot of money and we've already made so many plans," Jenna started. "Think about all our dreams that can become reality. The food truck, a house, and everything else. Mikey, we can’t just throw that all away after being this close to it.” “Do you know what you are saying, Jenna? He’s a fucking thug, a criminal! He wants to fuck you, to use you!” “Hey, she's on board with it, but if you’re going to be a problem, maybe I'll have to tie you up,” he said grabbing one of Mikey's belts from a nearby table. He forced him to the floor as he wrapped the leather belt around Mikey's wrists to the old iron radiator, making sure it was tightly secured. "Now, where were we?" he approached Jenna with a grin,"Oh, yeah, so we're going to fuck." "Right here? Right now?" Jenna said with trepidation as she looked over at Mikey struggling against his bindings. "Of ...