Rae’s words bounced around in my head as I drove home: “I thought it would be a kick to have Jimmy pay me to let my own husbandfuck me.” Was that an admission that she was fucking for money or was she jerkingmy chain? And if she was selling herself, what did that say about me? The thought was certainly on my mind the first night I saw her go into the privacy rooms with Jimmy and Billy and yet when she came home I had fucked her until I was exhausted. The very next night I had sat in the back of the club and watched as after each dance set she had gone into the privacy rooms with somebody and that night again I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. My next thought was mind boggling - at the cheapest rate (according towhat Rae had quoted me, two hundred for a blow job) she had made at least a grand that night. No wonder she always seemed to be able to go out and spend to her hearts content. She was waiting for me in bed when I got home. She was naked except forher high heels and she was running a finger in and out of her pussy. “Hurry up sailor, Miss Marla’s pussy is hot, wet, and hungry for acock.” For the third night in a row I could not keep my hands off her andfinally we both fell asleep exhausted. I awoke with a warm mouth on my cock and I looked down to see Rae looking up at me. As soon as she saw that I was awake she stopped sucking and climbed up and sat on me. She looked down at me: “So baby, how do you like being married to a whore?” I looked up at her face and was silent - mostly because I couldn’t thinkwhat to say. “Come on baby, tell me what you’re thinking. You know what I’m doingwhen I go back into that room. I’m a slut, a whore, and I love it. Come on baby, talk to me, talk to your whore. Do you like fucking me when I come home after fucking strangers?” I twisted my body and rolled on top of her and started slamming my cockinto her. “That’s it baby, fuck me, fuck your slutty wife. Harder baby, fuck meharder” and I pounded into her as hard as I could and when I came I collapsed on top of her, rolled of and started up at the ceiling. “Why? Why are you doing it?” She came up on an elbow and looked at me: “Because I love it baby. I love it and I just can’t seem to get enoughcock. No matter how much I get, I always seem to want more.” I asked her how long she had been doing it and how she got started andshe told me the story. She had gone out and got the job with a telemarketing firm and for threemonths she’d sold time-shares in condominiums over the phone. One day she had was called into the boss’s office and he had asked her if she would like to make twice as much money for doing the same kind of work. Naturally Rae was interested and when she’d said yes he had handed her a script and asked her to read it out loud. She read it to herself and said: “I can’t read this to you, I’m a married woman.” He had explained to her that she didn’t have to mean it, just sound likeshe did. She was hesitant, but eventually he had talked her into doing it. “Oh God, you have me so hot that I wish you were here so I could suckyour cock.”… Read the rest of Rae Goes For The Money (2)
Author: Just Plain Bob
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