Chapter 11

HAMISH

The sales of the video blew me away, and after Harry took his cut and paid off the loan, I received between fifteen hundred and two thousand dollars per month. He said Isabel and I should make another, and our income would skyrocket. The problem was, do I tell Izzy we’re porn stars? Would that put an end to our relationship?

With all the money rolling into my bank account. I could buy the fucking machine and a ring to slip on her finger. However, what I really wanted was a place of our own. So I could set up a dungeon where we could play. Deep down, I believed Isabel had a submissive side, which excited me.

ISABEL

Our sex life was fantastic after our chat and experience at the dungeon. I couldn’t ask for more. Hamish would surprise me more than ever, stopping in the most unlikely places to screw me. He was a new man, a sex machine, even.

I was looking for more. I wanted a commitment, and I wanted us to live together, but my job as a shop assistant behind the deli counter of a major supermarket didn’t pay that well. We required two incomes to afford to pay the rent, and with Hamish being a student and living on an allowance from his parents, there was no way I could see how we could live together.

After extensive research on the net, I found how to make more money. My problem was how to approach Hamish and tell him I wanted us to live together and had found a way that would allow us to pay the rent.

HAMISH

Harry and I got together to discuss possibly making a new video. He gave me several suggestions that got me thinking, and once I settled on a plan of action. All I had to do was to set it in motion.

ISABEL

After working out a plan, all I had to do was to set it in motion.

I called Hamish now that his exams were over to ask what he wanted to do over the next five weeks.

“Hello, gorgeous. At last, my exams are over, and I’ve got five weeks free before uni resumes. How would you like to go to Jessica’s tomorrow night?”

“Yeah, I would love that, and I wanted to ask if you would like to come and spend the night at my place. Now you have no uni?”

“I would love to spend time with you in your bed. Mmmm, maybe we can get your mum and dad excited again with all the noise you make.”

“Haha. You want to turn my mum on now, do you? You fancy a mature woman?”

“Only you, Izzy. I was teasing.”

“Well, lover boy, if you like teasing, wait until you see what I wear tomorrow night. We might not make it to the restaurant.”

“Izzy, please don’t tease. You know how I like to see you in seductive lingerie? You get me so hard and worked up. I can’t wait to see you and rip your clothes off. What’s it been? Ten days since we last had sex.”

“Stop wanking, so you can blow your load over my face.”

“Wow, is that before or after we go to the restaurant?”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Covering my face with cum, humiliating me.”

“Yes, I would. It’s because I’m your pig.”

“Oh, Hamish, what am I going to do with you?”

“Fuck me?”

“Yeah, that’s a given, isn’t it?”

“Sweet dreams, gorgeous.”

I had bought some new seductive lingerie to surprise my lover, seeing it’s been ten days since we last had sex. I wanted him so excited he would screw me all night long.

I had to work until five on Saturday, but once it was knock-off time, I raced home to prepare for our night of magic.

I took a shower and laid out my new clothes that would get Hamish hot under the collar, and me too, with what I had planned.

My new underwear was hot and would blow Hamish’s socks off when he saw it. The outfit includes a pink embroidered suspender belt with four red suspenders, black nylon stockings, hi-cut see-through bikini hipster panties, and a nude mesh corset corsage. While wearing a black sequined formal evening dress with strapless, straight, lace-up back, sheer side cutouts, and a slit down my left leg that finished at the top of my leg. And to keep me on edge all night, a waist chain dangling between my legs with a weighted pendant, tapping my pussy as I walked under my dress.

My brother was in the lounge as I walked in to wait for Hamish. “Wow, Sis. Is Hamish taking you somewhere special tonight?”

What’s wrong with my brother? No crude comments? Or derogatory remarks. “We’re going to Jessica’s at the Hyatt.”

“Neat, and then what?”

“Not that it’s any of your business. Hamish is spending the night with me.”

“Wicked. I won’t get any sleep then with the noise you make.”

“Take no notice of your brother, love. I think you look terrific. You and Hamish have a good night, and don’t worry about any noise you two make. It does wonders for my libido.”

“Ugh, Mum. Too much information.”

Hamish arrived at seven, kissed me, and did a double take. “Izzy, you look fantastic in that new dress. It must have cost you a packet, and that slit at the side is so revealing. Wow, so hot.”

“Thank you. You scrub up pretty well, too.”

Then he said hello to Mum, kissing her on the cheek, and spoke to my brother privately.

After getting in the car, on the way into the city, I asked, “What did you want with my brother?”

“Nothing much.”

“Well, what was the “nothing much” about?”

“Why do women want to know everything their man talks about?”

“If you’re talking to my dickhead brother, it means you’re up to something. So what is it?”

“Okay. I thought about playing another game of strip poker and inviting your mum. She looks a decent enough milf.”

“Hamish, you pig. You can’t invite Mum to play strip poker. What if she lost and ended up naked?”

“Well, then I would have seen both Mum and daughter naked. Wow, the mind boggles.”

“No. I won’t allow it. You can’t be serious.”