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Paying the Bills
by Pablo Honey (address withheld)

***

My wife gets us into financial trouble, then gets us 
out again. (MFF, wife, reluc, beast, bd)

***

Emily looked at me almost crying. "Do I have to do 
this?" 

I shook my head. "You know I'm not going to make you do 
anything, but what choice do we have?"

The rest of the car ride passed in silence.

Three weeks earlier my wife had confessed to me. I had 
always left her in charge of the finances, both because 
she enjoyed it and because I did not care to think 
about it. And this had never been a problem, until 
recently. The shaky financial situation had apparently 
uncovered something that had been going on for some 
time. My wife had a problem with impulsive spending. 
She had gone through several thousand dollars of our 
savings, somehow without me noticing. This normally 
would not have been much of a problem, but then the 
markets dropped. Our cushion was gone, and she had 
nowhere to hide the expenses.

Now, I have an acquaintance (I won't quite call him a 
friend) who always kind of lusted after my wife. He's a 
bit of a sleaze and so I never spent too much time with 
him. As a result of our situation though, he seemed to 
come in handy. As it turned out, he was indirectly 
involved in the world of porn. Not too involved, but he 
knew someone who knew someone, if you know what I mean. 
One afternoon I let slip to him what our situation was 
and he saw his chance.

"Hey man, I know a way you two could make a quick 
buck!" He proceeded to tell me about his connection and 
said that someone like Emily could make a killing in a 
weekend.

So, I suppose I should describe my wife now. She's 
about 5'6", slender, but not skinny, with very perky B 
sized tits. She colors her hair a vivid red, but is a 
natural brunette, and does not shave her pussy, but 
does keep it trim. She's always been pretty inhibited, 
but over the last few years I've been able to get her 
to open up, sexually, introducing her to the joys of 
dildos, a little anal and a lot of fantasy. So, she's 
open, but not to sex with others.

About a week after she confessed, I broached the 
subject to her. I told her that the guy did work that 
ran the gamut from very tame (lingerie shoots) to very 
hardcore. Obviously, the more she did the more she got 
paid. The talk did not go well.

"You want me to be a whore?!? What the fuck?" And out 
she stormed.

I followed her to the other room. "Look, honey, you 
don't have to do anything you don't want to. We could 
just set it up for, like, lingerie or a sexy dress or 
something. But honestly, what choice do we have?" This 
would be a repeated mantra from me.

This didn't exactly convince her, but the next week 
some serious bills came due. This time, they were 
threatening repossession. She came to me with red eyes, 
obviously after some serious thinking. "Fine asshole. 
You can call your fucking friend and tell him I'll do 
it. But no goddamned nudity!" I nodded, knowing better 
than to open my mouth.

So there we were, driving to the studio. At least I did 
one thing right, which was to deal directly with the 
producer, cutting out my 'friend' from the loop. That 
was one thing I did NOT need.

We pulled up the studio (more like a warehouse) and 
went in. Emily was wearing a trench coat over a sexy 
outfit. A denim mini-skirt and clingy tank-top with 
fishnet stockings. Normally this was a no underwear 
outfit, but considering where we were going, Emily had 
on a black bra and panties underneath.

As we entered, a man with a friendly smile approached. 
"Emily?" She nodded. "Hey, I'm Mike, the photographer. 
Let's go in and I'll make introductions."

We followed him into the next room where there was a 
whole living room setup. It was just like suburbia! A 
couch in the corner, coffee table in the center, 
loveseat, lamps and all. Although, it was only three 
walled, to make room for the camera equipment. Next to 
it was a bedroom set up the same way, and on the other 
side a darkened room that I couldn't see into.

Mike led us to the couch where three people were 
sitting and introduced us to Shelley, the sound tech, 
Annie the helper and Jack, who was the man I had set 
this all up through. Jack stood up. "Hey Emily, nice to 
meet you! Now I understand you're here for a little 
shoot today?" My wife nodded. "Great! Remember, we're 
here to make you as comfortable as possible, so if you 
have any concerns, speak up. If you need anything, just 
holler. Kay?" Emily again, nodded mutely. "Hey guys, 
how about we loosen up a bit first?" At this point 
Shelley opened a mini fridge that they had in the 
corner and began passing out the booze, which was 
brilliant.

After Emily had had a few drinks and finally relaxing, 
Jack decided to get things rolling. "Let's see what we 
got." Emily stood and took off her coat. "Gorgeous!" 
Mike began to snap pictures immediately, while Emily 
stood, uncertain of what to do. Jack nodded and Annie 
walked over.

"It's ok hon, just do like this." Annie began to strike 
sexy poses, looking back over her shoulder, kneeling on 
the couch. 

Emily nodded uncertainly and began to mimic Annie. 
Annie grinned and nodded, standing just to the side. 
After a couple shots, Jack called a halt and asked if 
Emily wanted to strip to her underwear. Emily bit her 
lip, and that apparently called for Annie to hand her a 
monster strength drink. This one, I think, had 
something in it other than booze. Whatever it was, it 
acted quickly. Emily began to smile dreamily, and 
actually talk.

"Yeah, um, ok, so what do I do?"
Mike smiled at her. "Just take off as much as you feel 
like."

Emily smiled and began to spin slowly, dropping items 
of clothing as she did. The top was first, followed by 
the skirt. She slowly rolled the stockings down her 
legs, standing up in just her bra and panties. "More?" 
she murmered.

"Oh yeah!" cried Annie. Emily unsnapped her bra and let 
her tits fall out. Her nipples were already starting to 
harden. She grinned at no one in particular, and hooked 
her thumbs under panties.

At this point Jack leaned over to me. "In this state we 
could go further if you wanted. And so you know, the 
money will increase exponentially." I thought of our 
car, and looked again at my wife, in the process of 
getting completely nude in front of strangers. My dick 
was hard as a rock.

"Yeah, let's do it."

Jack grinned. "Just tell me when it's far enough." He 
nodded at Annie, who grinned back at him. She quickly 
stripped down to her red lacy underwear and walked over 
to my wife. Emily, even in her state, looked surprised, 
but unable to make any real resistance. Annie pushed 
Emily's panties the rest of the way down. Emily, now 
standing completely naked, just gazed at Annie. Annie 
leaned in and kissed her, deeply. Emily stood for a 
moment, then began to respond, kissing Annie back and 
putting her arms around Annie, pulling her closer. 

Annie ran her hands over Emily's body, stopping briefly 
at her tits, and making their way down to her pussy. 
Emily pushed toward Annie, her head thrown back and 
gasping, as Annie began to push her fingers into my 
wife. Emily starting moaning, just as Annie pulled back 
and pushed Emily onto the couch. Emily fell, not caring 
where she landed, laying back on the couch with her 
legs spread wide. Annie knelt between her legs and 
began licking vigorously, Emily writhing, moaning, 
seeming about to cum, and then Annie stopped.

Annie stood and walked out of the frame. Emily just lay 
there, gasping slightly and waiting for a release.

Jack turned to me again. "How do you feel about a guy?" 
Damn! My ultimate fantasy! I could only nod.

Jack signaled, and Mike came out from behind the 
camera, which one of the girls took over. He quickly 
took off his clothes, revealing a decent sized cock. He 
walked over to Emily and without pause, thrust his dick 
deep into her dripping pussy. Emily eyes sprang open 
and she began to almost thrash around. "Ohh, God!" Her 
legs gripped Mike by the waist. He drew his cock out as 
far as it would go, pushing it back in, over again, 
while my wife held on, screaming in ecstasy. 

Mike's thrusting became more urgent, Emily threw her 
head back, "I'm cumming! Ohh!" Mike pulled his cock out 
just before she came, straddled her chest and put his 
dick to her lips. She was still gasping, open mouthed, 
so his dick slipped right in. She started sucking, 
almost by instinct, and Mike came immediately, so much 
cum that it rolled down her chin, onto her sweaty tits.

Mike stood up and walked away from the couch, leaving 
Emily moaning slightly, and obviously still 
unfulfilled. She dreamily rubbed her tits, but still 
seemed too out of it to make herself cum. She still 
needed someone else.

Jack looked at me. "You know, that room" indicating the 
darkened one "is the big money room. I think we could 
solve all your problems in one shoot if you want." I 
didn't have to think about it too much. "Yeah, let's do 
it."

Mike and Jack had to pick up Emily, unable to move 
under her own power and carry her into the other room. 
I followed and saw, when it was lighted, a room made up 
to look like a barn. There was a hay bale in one 
corner, something that looked like a saddle in another 
corner. They dragged my moaning wife over to the saddle 
and laid her on it, doggy style. There were restraints 
that they used to secure her ankles and wrists, so she 
had little range of motion, but her pussy was wide 
open. Shelley brought the cameras into position and 
everyone stepped back. Jack looked at me. "Just let it 
happen."

Mike opened a door and a dog trotted out. He was a bit 
mangy, maybe a German shepherd mix, but he was 
obviously very experienced. He saw Emily and 
immediately ran over to her. He began to lick furiously 
at her pussy. Emily could not see what was going on, 
but it obviously felt good. She thrashed around, 
screaming. The dog's cock unsheathed and it was a 
monster! He leapt onto her back and began to thrust. 
This is when she came to. She screamed for real this 
time, pulling at the restraints to get away, but it was 
too late. 

The dog had found his target and his giant cock slid 
right into her cunt. She strained against the leg 
buckles, but her resistance was starting to fade as her 
body reacted. The dog pumped away like a jackhammer. We 
would hear the wet squishing of her pussy as he thrust 
in and out, pressing to get as much of his cock in her 
as he could. My wife started to feel the orgasm 
building, stopped resisting and gave into it. 

The dog started slowing down, grasping her hips with 
his paws, gave one final huge thrust, and starting 
cumming deep in her pussy. Emily came, screaming, head 
thrown back, wave after wave as the dogs hot juice ran 
down her legs, more than I would have thought possible. 
My wife finally came down, with the dog panting in her 
ear. He pulled back with a huge juicy sound and trotted 
back into his door.

Needless to say, we paid off our debts. But a door was 
opened. Emily wants to go back and try to get tied. 
We'll see what happens.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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