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Paying For Her Husband's Debts

... she had already swallowed all of his cum then ran her tongue over her lips and smacked them. Mr Avery cleared his throat and was clearly affected by the blowjob she had just given him. When he spoke his accent was much stronger than it had been earlier. “Right. I do believe you will do.” He began to dress and the sound of the zipper of his pants was quite audible as she was still on her knees in front of him. “Your appointment for tonight will be along shortly. Your name will be Sara tonight. If all goes well, you can expect two to three rendezvous a week. Instructions of where and when will be delivered to you.” As he walked to the door to leave, a thought jumped into her mind as she realized what was coming. “Wait! I don’t have any condoms on me. I was expecting my husband tonight. Will whoever is coming tonight be bringing some?” she asked hesitantly. Mr Avery stopped but didn’t turn around. “Our clients are carefully screened and pay large sums of money for our special service and discretion. This is no side street sleazy internet agency. Some men prefer a more natural feeling and if they don’t want to use them, they won’t bring them.” With that he continued out of the room and shut the door behind him. Ashley suddenly found herself alone in the room with only her thoughts which were a roller coaster of emotions. There was hate that Mark would do this to her, fear of a strange man coming to have sex with her, disgust at what she had just done with Mr Avery, as well as ...

... both shame and desire that there was a part of her that was actually excited for what was to come. It kind of turned her on, gave her a sense of power, that a man would be willing to pay money to be with her. She got up off her knees and went to the washroom to clean herself up and get ready for her ‘date’. She began to pace the room as a million thoughts filled her mind of who would be coming and what he would want to do. Time seemed to drag on forever, that was until she heard the knock on the door. It seemed that the moment had come all too soon. Her heart was pounding as she looked through the peephole and saw an older, well dressed man on the other side. She opened the door to let him in and there was an awkward silence as they looked each other over. She would guess that he was in his forties. He was balding but he kept his hair cut short and it suited him. She thought he might have a bit of a belly but he wasn’t horribly over weight. He had a confidence about him that she found quite attractive. His suit was well tailored and he sported an expensive rolex watch. She would guess he was used to being in charge in whatever occupation he held. They hugged and kissed, and she led him inside the room. It felt a little fabricated to her, but he seemed to enjoy it and even gave her a good feel of her ass when they hugged. “I’m Sara, welcome to, umm, my room. Can I get you something to drink?” She blushed and felt awkward with the way it all came out. But when he smiled back at ...