The Banker's Wife

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Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, NonConsensual, Reluctant, Coercion, Heterosexual, Fiction, Wimp Husband, Cuckold, Wife Watching, BDSM, MaleDom, Light Bond, Humiliation, Group Sex, White Couple, Black Male, White Male, White Female, Oral Sex, Cream Pie, Size, .

Desc: Fiction Sex Story: Typical of my stories. Lucy is used as a pawn by a man who is taking advantage of her and her husband. Beautiful older wife is tormented, humiliated and embarrassed.

I saw this story called "The Banker's Wife" on another site.

It was by the author called "loveking."

I told him that I liked his story and wanted to re-write it for my own amusement. I offered to send it to him for him to use as a variation of his own.

I never heard from him; one way or the other. I emailed him more than once. The message said it had been sent and detected no errors.

I offer this story as a variation of his. I have substantially kept the dialogue close to the original.

I think that I have adjusted the plot in a number of ways. The setting is similar; based on the original.

I feel that the context of the sex is different. Please read his also to see the difference. If I hear from the original author objecting to the use of his story in this way, I will remove it.

I have done two variations of his story, this is my second. I have not edited it for spelling or grammar very much.

If readers are sticklers for these things, you will not like it.


Lucy had everything; a husband with a very well paid job in the banking industry, a beautiful house, two adorable young kids, a holiday villa in Europe, platinum charge cards and expense accounts at all the top stores.

Although she was now forty-two years old and had had two children, she still had a perfect figure. Her breasts were still firm and pert which matched the rest of her youthfully toned body. This was no doubt helped by her daily visits to the exclusive health center where she had her own personal trainer. She did regular exercise and indulged in all the expensive pampering and beauty therapies that were available. Her husband would often comment that her figure was the same as the young Lucy he had married ten years previously

All of her friends envied her or maybe they were just jealous. She liked to think it was envy. In truth she enjoyed the feeling of her friends envying her. It fed her vanity and reinforced her superior attitude.

She had of course seen and read the news headlines regarding the financial crisis that was spreading around the world but did not take much notice of it. Her vanity and arrogance acted like a mental block to the realities of the real world.

Now, in an acutely embarrassing moment, the truth suddenly hit home. The manager at her favorite department store was doing his utmost to be polite and not cause any embarrassment.

"I'm afraid that we cannot extend your credit," he said quietly to her, your account balance is at the maximum we allow and nothing has been paid for the past four months.

Lucy replied, with an arrogant tone, "I'm sure there has just been some error by one of your young clerks. Here, charge it to my Platinum card."

She handed over the card and waited impatiently as the manager swiped it in his machine and waited for confirmation.

The wait felt like an eternity and then she saw the look of dismay on the manager's face as he looked at her and quietly said, "I'm afraid your card has been refused."

She stormed out of the store, leaving her purchases behind. When she arrived home she was surprised to see her husband Andrew's car in the driveway. She walked to the front door, unlocked it and stormed inside.

She started talking before she could see him. "You'll never guess what has just happened to me," she shouted, "that department store has made some stupid error with my account and to add insult to injury there was some kind of mistake with my Platinum card and I could not pay for--."

Her voice trailed away to silence as she saw her husband appear from the kitchen with a very worried expression on his face.

He just looked at her and said, "Sorry, I'm so sorry". "What does that mean?" she replied, "it's not your fault. It's just some stupid little clerk's mistake somewhere."

"No its not," he replied, "the bank has suffered huge losses and I have lost my job." He was almost sobbing as he continued, "I have been trying to find the courage to tell you. Every day, for the past six months, I have been leaving for work, pretending that everything is okay but there is no work. There has been no money coming in for the past six months."

Lucy looked and felt stunned. "We have savings, the holiday home and other assets. Surely we can just sell a few things.

Andrew looked at her with sad eyes like a puppy. "The bank owned everything we had and is calling it all in. I have managed to make an arrangement with the house but we need to find some money very soon to pay Paul.

She looked at him, puzzled, "Paul? What has it got to do with Paul?"

Andrew continued, "Because of our situation I was unable to get a mortgage on the house. Think about it. Who would give a mortgage to an out of work banker? The only solution I could come up with was to persuade my old friend Paul to help us."

Lucy looked shocked and stunned. "Paul, why Paul? You know how he makes my flesh crawl. I know he is your friend but he just gives me the creeps whenever I see him."

"Paul was the only friend I could find who was willing to help us. It's as simple as that. No Paul, no mortgage, no house! Lucy felt as though her whole world was suddenly being taken away from her.

She tried to stay positive and, if need be, she knew she could fight hard to save the house at least. They both went to the kitchen and Lucy put on some coffee.

"So what is the plan?" she asked, "how can we pay Paul?" she said, as she sat down next to Andrew with two large mugs of coffee.

"I know how much you detest Paul but he is our only chance. He has invited us over to dinner tonight so that we can discuss what to do next."

Lucy had always disliked Paul. It was nothing particularly tangible. He was a handsome enough guy and always got on well with Andrew and their other friends.

He flirted with Lucy whenever they met. The flirting in itself was not the problem, all Paul's friends flirted with her. It was always reassuring for anyone to be flirted with innocently. The problem for Lucy was that Paul's flirting never felt innocent. It always felt as though he was somehow sexually assaulting her. He always made her feel uncomfortable by making it obvious that he was mentally undressing her. She would see his eyes unashamedly roam over her, pausing at her breasts before moving on downwards. He would stare directly into her eyes and then push his tongue out and lick his lips.

Lucy was no prude. She realized very early on that all of Paul's facial expressions and eye movements were of a sexual nature. The problem for Lucy was that he was possibly the last man on earth that she would like to have sex with. There were many other male friends that flirted with her and she was always flattered, but not Paul; definitely not Paul.

It was only a few years back that Lucy had discovered how Paul made his living. She had often wondered what he did because he was obviously a very wealthy man. She had assumed that he was in banking, the same as her husband. However, at a dinner party about two years previously, she had overheard him talking with Andrew and some of the other male guests.

She had not heard exactly what was being said but it was obvious that he was inviting the other men to some special male only occasion.

When they got home Lucy quizzed her husband about the conversation. Andrew was reluctant at first but as they lay in bed together it was obvious that she was not going to let it go.

They had now been married for about ten years and he still enjoyed her feeble attempts of seducing him. As they both lay naked in bed she cuddled up next to him and tenderly kissed his ear.

He felt her hand move down slowly over his chest and then onto his belly.

His cock was already stiffening in anticipation of her touch. "Tell me what Paul was saying and I'll make it worth your while," she said. She didn't want to do it, but knew what it would take to unlock his deepest secrets. She had to dig down deep to overcome her reluctance.

He felt her hand brush reluctantly past his partially erect cock and onto his thigh.

She squeezed his thigh, brushing the back of her hand against balls and said, "Tell me what Paul was saying and I'll give you what you want."

Andrew hesitated and then felt her hand move over his erection and her fingers brush lightly along it. "Pleeeeeease,"she whispered, please tell me.

Andrew still resisted as she moved her head down over his body. He felt himself weakening as she rained a series of small kisses all over his belly.

He wasn't sure how she would react if he told her what Paul had been saying to the men. Equally he was beginning not to care about what she thought with her nose grazing the side of his shaft.

He felt her hot breath very close to his erect cock and then the moist warmth of her lips as she teased the head with her closed lips.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Lucy lay there with her cheek resting against his lower belly and head of his stiff cock so close to her lips; listening intently to her husband's words.

As she lay there Andrew explained that Paul made and distributed porno movies and was very successful at it. Somehow Lucy was not surprised. This would explain the creepy feeling she always got whenever they met.

"So what was the invitation for? Was it to go and watch some dirty movies?" Andrew hesitated before replying, "No, not to watch some movies. It was to go and watch some girls audition for parts in his movies.

Paul said he always auditions the girls with a small audience of about six men to make sure that they don't waste his time later on a film set by turning shy in the presence of the film crew."

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