My Wife with the Policeman: Part 2 - Sex Stories

My Wife with the Policeman: Part 2

... shake hands with the guy. "First things first, I need some shopping, here's a little list." He handed me a notepad with a whole bunch of items listed on it. He then opened the car door for Christina to get into before walking around to the drivers side. "Hey wait, I haven't got the money on me to buy these things." I quickly told him. He threw me his stuffed wallet. "Take what you need, friend, but not a penny more." He got into the car. "What if I just take the money and run?" I somewhat jokingly asked. "That's ok, I got your wife for collateral!" He joked as he put on his seatbelt. "Hey, can you at least drive me home first to get changed?!" I yelled. "Get a bus!" He tossed me a few pound coins, making them s**tter around the pavement. He then drove off with my wife as I rushed around picking up the rolling coins. I looked up and could see the silhouette of my wife going down on him in the back window of the car, no doubt as a reward to him for giving me such a 'fantastic' opportunity. I could tell from the route he was taking on the road in the distance that he was driving her back to his place. I knew exactly what they was going to do once they get there, but once again, I was powerless and helpless to do anything about the situation. I sighed dejectedly and submissively went about what I was ordered to do. Do the weekly shopping for my wife's lover. I thought it was a pretty messed up deal anyway, agreeing to work for him to pay off my debt, but if only I knew just how much more worst it was all going to get in the following weeks and months. I'll save telling that, though, for another time...