My Wife with the Policeman: Part 2 - Sex Stories

My Wife with the Policeman: Part 2

... replied sarcastically. "There, now come on, put your shoes on, your about to see a judge who happens to be a good friend of mine, a word from me and you'll be let off the hook." He told me and walked out the cell. Sure enough, I stood before a judge and he passed down my sentence. A £250 fine. Not bad but as someone without a job, I didn't know where I was going to get the money from. My wife certainly wasn't going to lend it to me. I walked out the courtroom, my wife and James waiting for me outside in the parking lot. They was standing next to his flashy car. "There he is!" James exclaimed. "You ok?" Christina asked somewhat coldly, clearly still upset with me. "Yeah, you?" I reply. "Yeah, just be thankful James looked after me during this whole ordeal." She answered. I looked at James who had this real smug look on his face and a hand on her shoulder. "Well go on, say 'thank you' to him." She told me. "Thank you, sir." I submitted. "No problem, how much did you get?" He asked. "250." I told him. "Ah, easy money, no sweat, right?" He smiled. "Well actually..." I began but Christina interrupted. "He can't afford that, he has no job, no money." She explained, belittling me in the process. "Oh... Well, that sucks!" He sheepishly chuckled. "Don't know what I'm going to do about that babe..." I fretted to her, hoping she'll find it in her heart to lend me the money. "Hey if you're strapped for cash, I can lend you the money, the whole sum, pay it all off for you right now." ...

... James quickly jumped in to my 'rescue'. "Aww that's too thoughtful of you, you're amazing, so generous!" She gushed at him. "But please, you surely haven't got that much to spare, especially for a couple people you only met last night!" "What, £250? Pfft- I got that to spare. Sure I have." He told her. "Wow, I'm speechless, that is amazing, isn't it babe?" She turned to me to ask. "Yeah, wonderful." I dryly reply. "Hey, this nice guy is helping you out BIG time! The least you can do is take it and be extremely thankful to him." She scolded me. "Sorry, thank you very much, sir, but how could I ever pay you back?" I pointed out the problem to him. "Oh you don't have to pay me back, at least, not in monetary terms." He replied. "What do you mean?" I pondered. "Well, you could say, I don't know, work for me? Sort of, as a personal assistant, you know, do odd-jobs for me, get my lunch, make my tea, clean my house, build my shed, etc. etc." He explained. "Wow babe, that is an awesome offer, you should totally accept it." Christina urged me. "I don't know..." I sheepishly shied away, knowing full well what it means if I accept. "Oh come on, don't be an idiot all your life, this is a once-in-a-lifetime offer, hon, all you got to do is work for him for a few months, a year at most, and your home free, aren't you? Come on, say yes." My wife insisted, forcing me to agree to it. "Ok, fine, I accept your offer." He gave in. "Great, it'll be a blast!" He grinned and grabbed my hand, making me ...