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Sold Wives
by Karen Kay (karen@karenkayonline.com)

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A group of blonde well endowed housewives are bought 
to come and work at a wealthy man's estate. They are 
going to work as his maids for a few months before 
being returned home. What they don't know is that he 
has other plans for them -- like interracial breeding 
perhaps? (F+/M, nc, rp, intr)

***

Richard looked at the time again. It was getting late. 
He was beginning to wonder why his wife, Monica was 
taking so long. He could smell the sweat scent of her 
perfume beginning to linger in the living room. She 
always smelled good and looked so inviting regardless 
what she was wearing. 

Richard finally decided to see what was keeping her. 
Monica was busy standing near the bed sorting through 
her luggage. Richard put his arm around his wife and 
saw that she was stacking an assortment of panties. 

"Honey, we're going to be late and miss your flight if 
you don't hurry."

"I'm almost done darling, just give me another minute."

She smelled so sweat and looked gorgeous in that tight 
black dress. The thin stretch like material barely 
covered her ass and left her long shapely legs exposed 
right up to the top of her full thighs. She wore 
nothing underneath. 

Monica leaned over the bed reaching out to close her 
suit case but not before giving Richard a nice long 
look at her huge full breasts as they almost spilled 
out of that tiny dress. 

Richard reached out and tried to cup her left breast 
but she quickly pushed his hand back using her elbow. 

"You had your chance last night honey. You're just 
going to have to wait until I get back home."

Richard pulled away very disappointed. "Honey, I can't 
help it I was too nervous last night. Couldn't you at 
least make me cum before you leave?"

"My plane leaves in an hour and it takes twenty minutes 
to get to the airport. We just don't have time."

Monica quickly turned and opened the dresser drawer 
pulling out a stack of pictures. They were naked 
pictures of her that Richard had taken last week for 
Mr. ' Croswell. 

"You're just going to have to be satisfied with these 
for a few weeks."

Richard sighed as he took the photos from his wife's 
hand. She quickly grabbed her suitcase and pulled it 
down off the bed. She extended the handle out so she 
could pull it along. 

"Come on honey before we're late."

Richard turned around and placed the stack of photos on 
top of the dresser and turned and followed his wife's 
invitingly swaying ass out of the bedroom. 

Richard held his wife's hand as they walked out along 
the runway. The small private jet was waiting with its 
loud engines humming as a man loaded the luggage into 
the compartments. 

There were three other couples standing near the 
portable stairs to the plane. Monica pointed and said, 
"I be those women are going to work for Mr. Crowley 
too."

They stopped and Richard took Monica into his arms. 
They kissed for what seemed like a long time as Richard 
held her tight. A man taped him on the shoulder saying, 
"We have to get going now."

They stopped kissing as Richard held her. "Call me as 
soon as you land, ok?"

"I will and don't forget I love you?"

Richard helped her up the stairs and watched her follow 
the other blonde into the plane. Richard couldn't help 
notice that every woman was dressed in a tight black 
dress and had long blonde hair like his wife. 

Richard stood back watching the small jet taxi down the 
runaway. He watched until it was airborne and almost 
completely out of site before he turned and started to 
walk toward his car. 

Richard stopped at red light thinking about how things 
have changed over the past several months. He and 
Monica both lost their jobs at the bank when the merger 
happened. They were both making good money and had a 
nice house and everything until things went bad for 
them. 

Maybe it's luckily that this Mr. Crowley came along 
when he did. It was something like out of a move or 
something. Almost like the flick called indecent 
proposal. Except this guy named Crowley came along and 
offered them three million dollars. 

He gave them a million now and they signed a contract 
saying they would be paid another two million once 
Monica returned home. It wasn't like that old Mr. 
Crowley was going to do something indecent with Monica. 
After all, he was well into his seventies and only 
wanted Monica to work as a servant at his compound. 

It was a place tucked out in the wilderness of British 
Columbia. Mr. Crowley said it would only be a matter of 
months that Monica's services would be needed. He made 
them sign a contract and all. 

Richard pulled into the driveway and quickly walked 
into the house and turned on a light. It seemed a 
little strange and quiet in the apartment. Monica's 
perfume still lingered in the air as Richard walked 
into the bedroom grabbing the stack of photos off the 
dresser. 

Richard plopped down onto the bed and started to slowly 
shuffle through the photos. He looked at the way Monica 
was smiling. Her long blonde hair cascaded sown over 
her slightly tanned shoulders in one picture. She was 
wearing a skimpy black bra and panties. Her legs were 
tucked to the side revealing her black heels. 

Another photo showed Monica in the nude leaning against 
the bed wearing only her heels with her smooth round 
ass pointed directly toward his camera. She was smiling 
back at Richard at the time as she posed. She was 
holding onto the footboard with her diamond engagement 
ring clearly visible in the shot. 

That's what Mr. Crowley wanted was to see her wedding 
rings in each shot. He gave explicate orders for the 
way he wanted Monica to pose. Richard was getting down 
to the end of the pile until he came upon the last few 
shots. 

Monica had her legs spread showing her smooth shaven 
blonde pussy. Mr. Crowley wanted a before shaven and 
after shaven shots done to prove she was a natural 
blonde. 

Richard placed the stack of photos down on the bed and 
looked at the clock. He couldn't wait until his wife 
called letting him know that she arrived safely. 

Monica stepped off the plane looking around at the 
beautiful green hills off to the distance. The air was 
cool and smelled fresh and blew gently in her face as 
she walked down the narrow flight of stairs. 

She was the first of six housewives' that were on the 
small private jet. There was a huge black limo waiting 
for them as they all walked together toward where the 
man was waiting next to the open door. 

The six housewives' all entered the limo sliding down 
the curved seat until each one had a place to set. The 
door closed and they were off on their way to Mr. 
Crowley's compound. Monica met each of the wives on the 
plane. 

They all laughed and talked on the way to the compound. 
The limo pulled through a pair of iron gates tucked 
away in the forest off a winding dirt road. The wives 
joked about how the location seemed so far away from 
anything. 


The limo pulled around a circular brick driveway that 
seemed to go on forever. There was a bronze statue in 
the center depicting a woman standing naked looking 
down at a man who was setting near her feet. A closer 
inspection would reveal the man to be of African 
decent. 

The wives starting looking out toward a huge mansion 
and as they began getting out of the limo they were 
amazed when they looked around and seen other buildings 
on each side of this large treed compound. 

Everything was secluded and far from even the dirt road 
they pulled off from. A person could stand and see 
trees in a complete circle beyond the large compound. 
The wives were escorted into the main building while 
their luggage was taken to the servants building. 

Mr. Crowley watched the television screen from his 
private office. He smiled as he watched the six new 
wives entered the mansion. Their heels clicked on the 
wood floor as they walked inside where they would be 
greeted and given a tour of the compound. 

"They all look so splendid! I thin we have a wonderful 
crop of gorgeous women this time."

Mr. Crowley turned to look at Isabel. "Will you have 
them ready for next weekend?"

Isabel stood a few feet away starring up at the 
television screen with a grin on her face. Isabel had 
full charge of running the compound for Mr. Crowley. 
She was a dominating black woman who loved her job and 
took great pride in her work. 

"I don't see any problems. I should have them ready for 
the basics by Friday. I get started with them this 
afternoon."

"Good, I have confidence in your talent to have these 
women trained properly my dear."

Isabel laughed wickedly, "Don't you worry any, Mr. 
Crowley? I never let you down in the past have I?"

To be continued?

Thanks for reading my story. You can read about me at 
my web site at www.karenkayonline.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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