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WHORE WIFE 2

... position, of course, money won out by a landslide. While rubbing his hands together in anticipation of what his superbly endowed mistress/slut was going to mean to the firm’s future revenues, a worrisome note of caution crept in. Although he was absolutely positive that she was perfect for the position, he reminded himself that all the sex she had performed, so far, had been as a result of him bribing her to do it, by wage increases or bonuses. With that sobering thought in mind he decided that, before he awarded her the position, he should have her perform sex with someone, without the stimulus of a financial incentive. He needed to put her in a challenging, uncompensated, sexual situation and let her prove, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that she would provide sex, on demand, to anyone he told her to fuck. While being very pleased with his ultra conservative decision to put her to a “freebee” test, he was also extremely confident of the outcome because he knew that his fabulously equipped mistress/office wife was a natural born whore. USING A FRAT BROTHER TO ADMINISTER THE SEX TEST: Just then he heard the receptionist’s silky voice on the intercom announcing, “Mr. Herzog is here for his 2PM appointment, Mr. Epstein.” Jumping to his feet, Peter responded, “Please send him right in.” Almost immediately, the door opened and Izack Herzog strode into his office, where both ex-college roommates heartily shook hands before sitting down across the desk from each other. Izack was the ...

... only son of a man who owned a large percentage of the Mercedes car dealerships on the West Coast. During college Izack, who was slickly handsome and predatory with women, had been a swinging dick who spent the majority of his time successfully chasing broads instead of studying. He was a womanizer of the first order who unconscionably used his female companions purely for his own sexual gratification, then tossed them out on their asses. His motto had always been, “As long as I get my climax, I could care less whether or not the stupid broad got anything out of getting fucked.” Now in his early 40’s, Izack’s womanizing escapades were still purring along in high gear. He was also a very smart guy who now ran the high volume used car side of his father’s sprawling car empire, even using it as a conduit for shipping stolen cars to foreign customers in a deal he had with the West Coast Mob. He also fit his job position perfectly by dressing and acting like the oily, devious used car salesman that he was. For all the years he had known Izack, the thing that was indelibly burned into Peter’s mind was a visit he had made to Izack’s office in one of the dealerships, during which he watched Izack answering the phone and barking out orders, all the while they talked, with his secretary under his desk giving him a noisy, drooling blow job. Therefore, as soon as the receptionist’s voice had reminded him of their appointment, Peter knew that he wanted Izack to do the same nasty telephone ...