Chapter 29: Katie’s Paid Evening Continues

Katie Jackson watched as her neighbor got dressed and eased his beautiful swollen cock back into his pants. Her face flushed from embarrassment as she glanced into the bathroom mirror and saw her reflection. The hot wife swallowed hard as she grabbed her towel and covered herself as she tried to maintain some sort of modesty. There was a bit of light from the setting sun lit the bathroom through the window as it was enhanced by the white blowing snow.

Her perfect small breasts rose and fell with every deep breath. Her erect nipples poked out of the towel as she turned away from Phil.

Phil slowly got up and walked downstairs leaving the stunned wife in the bathroom. He grabbed two glasses and selected a bottle of wine from the Jacksons’ wine rack. As he opened it, he grinned with delight at the hidden inner slut that was released from the sexy married wife.

He had always been attracted to his neighbor but he would have never guessed a few months ago that the once prudish woman would be his paid whore for the evening. He sipped the glass of wine as he marveled at his own sexual energy. He always knew he was well endowed, his deceased wife told him so, and after watching years of pornography he knew he was larger than most everyone. He also was well aware that he wasn’t what one would consider attractive. He had horrible hygiene, was not a snappy dresser, and was out of shape but he was giddy at the torment he had put the wife through and enjoyed the power he had over her.

He walked back upstairs and watched intently as his sexy neighbor dried her hair. Her face was still flushed from excitement. He poured her a glass of wine and smirked, “You look like you could use a drink,” as he sat it on the counter in front of her.

Mrs. Jackson looked back at Phil and quickly took a drink from the glass. Her hands trembled as she stared at the well-endowed ugly man. His yellowish teeth grinned up at her as he sat on the edge of her bathtub. She was disgusted at his appearance but yet found herself wanting his cock to be buried deep inside her tight wet pussy.

Phil looked at the sexy wife in front of him as she glanced back at him, “Are you okay? You seem...”

“I’m fine,” Katie interrupted him. Her pussy trembled as the old man watched her with lust in his eyes. He reached out and playfully pulled her towel from around her. The hot wife hesitated as she thought about pulling it tighter but her excited body allowed it to fall to the floor in a heap. She looked helplessly into the mirror as her pussy trembled as she took another sip of wine as she stood naked in front of him. She felt his eyes staring at her hard ass, long legs, and tight body.

Phil Dorman studied the hard bodied wife up and down. Her perfect breasts and ass begged to be mauled by his pudgy fingers. Her long legs tantalized him as he felt his cock stir in his pants. As much as he wanted to drive his cock in and out of her wildly; he wanted to wait and continue to tease her. He wanted to make her want him even more, “You have such a beautiful body Freckles. It’s so perfect,” as he reached out and stroked her back, “Fred is so lucky to have a woman like you.” His hands fell down to her ass as he traced the crack of her buttocks with his finger, “I bet he wants to fuck you all the time doesn’t he?”

The hot wife didn’t say a word as her knees buckled at his touch as her heart sank the way her body betrayed her husband. Phil walked out into the bedroom that Katie shared with Fred, “Sit down on the bed,” as he motioned to the large king sized bed in the middle of the room. The naked mother sat down on the edge and sipped her wine as her neighbor disappeared into her closet, “Can’t I get dressed?” she asked innocently as she felt so vulnerable. Part of her heart and mind wanted to renege on the deal.

“Not yet,” the old man teased from her closet. Katie continued to drink the wine as she started to become unnerved at what she had gotten herself into. She was remorseful of the feelings of lust that had erupted in her as she glanced at her wedding picture that hung on the bedroom wall.

The old man emerged from her closet with a skimpy outfit and tossed it next to her. As she lifted the skimpy clothes from the bed, “It’s cold outside; do you think these are appropriate?” Her mind tried to remind herself to focus on getting the flash drive from Phil’s computer but all her body could think about was getting fucked.

Her fat neighbor grinned, as he exposed his crooked teeth, “You will look absolutely gorgeous wearing that,” as he pointed his pudgy finger towards the small skirt.

He sat on the edge of the bed next to her and poured another glass of wine for the hot wife. Mrs. Jackson needed a drink as her head still buzzed about being so close to cumming and then having him walk away.

The hot wife thought she should protest his choice of clothing but yet her she knew she couldn’t question him. Her eyes darted to her wedding picture but then uncontrollably they refocused on the groin of her neighbor. The thoughts of her husband disappeared as Kate felt at any moment Phil was going to slide between her legs, pull his long hard cock out of his pants and fuck her hard on Fred and hers bed. She saw the lust in his eyes but they didn’t say a word to each other as Phil just explored every inch of her body with his eyes. Her pussy tingled as she felt his lustful stare. The hot wife bit her bottom lip as she sat naked next to him.

Katie felt nervous, like the first time she ever had sex with her husband. She knew what she needed to do for the sake of her family. However her modesty overcame her as she pulled a blanket over her naked body.

Phil sighed as he picked up the clothes and tossed them onto her lap, “Stand up and get dressed,” he instructed, “We’re going to be late.”

As if she was in a trance the hot wife stood up from the bed as the blanket fell away. She sighed deeply as she stood naked in front of the obese man as she picked up the clothes.

Katie hands shook as she grabbed the black sheer nylons he had laid out for her and slowly pulled them up her pantyiless groin. She stood before him as the married mother adjusted her nylons as she started to feel the effects of the wine.

Phil handed her a tight black skirt and tan blouse. She slid on her skirt and blouse and looked into the mirror, “You look absolutely gorgeous!” Phil boasted. “Hmmmmmmmm,” as he stood up from the edge of the bed and walked around the beautiful woman. Her small ass looked incredible in the short black skirt with her perfect legs covered by the black sheer nylons. Her small breasts poked out in the tightly covered tan blouse as her erect nipples, as had imagined, poked through the thin fabric seductively.

Phil darted back into the closet and came out with a pair of 5” high heeled black shoes.

The hot wife groaned, “Phil I’m not wearing those! I can’t walk in high heels through the snow!”

“It’s only next door. You’ll be fine,” he replied as he handed them to her. Katie bent down and slid them on as the well-endowed neighbor walked around her, “Could you may be put on a little blue eye shadow and black eyeliner?”

Katie rolled her eyes as she walked into the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. Phil stood next to her and watched in delight as his headlamp brightly shined. She towered over him now as her high heeled shoes. She delicately applied the make up to her eyes as she blinked in the mirror.

“Wow!” Phil beamed behind her, “You’re perfect!” The old man stared at her long black nylon covered legs, her petite hips and ass, and her small breasts that protruded out of her blouse. The black high heeled shoes made her look unbelievably sexy.

Katie stared into the mirror at herself. Her outfit made her look like a slut. Phil’s eyes bulged from his head as he stared at the hot wife. She had agreed to be a well-paid whore and now she thought she looked like one. After all; just earlier she was on her knees in front of two men and she allowed them to cover her face with their cum. Remorse and regret filled her mind but yet knew what she had to do to help her family. It nauseated her that she allowed herself to be paid for an evening. The wife turned and asked, “Who’s coming over?”

Phil perked up, “Just me, Norman, and my nephew Mike. He’s a Marine and on leave from Iraq and has to return with his unit next week.”

The wife held out her wine glass as Phil calmly spoke as he poured the remaining bottle into her glass, “If I say that he should show you his medals; I need you to take care of him if you know what I mean. Understand?”

She thought for a moment, “I understand. “ Katie felt nervous for a moment. Her hands shook, “Do,” she paused and swallowed and rolled her eyes that she would have to ask, “Do you have condoms?”

“Not anymore. I used my last one with you,” He grinned, “It’s bareback tonight I guess,” as Phil shrugged his shoulders.

“Phil! I’m not...” she protested.

The fat man turned quickly, “Is that going to be a problem Freckles? Aren’t you on the pill? I figured Fred must fuck you enough that either you are on it or you would be pregnant every year!”

Katie thought for a moment and cringed, “I’m not on the pill.” The hot mother had adverse reactions to the oral contraceptive but since her sexual awakening and with her new found fondness for the taste of Fred’s cum; the couple never even thought about it using any. He never came inside of her and always pulled out in plenty of time to cum all over her hard body.

Phil’s eyes widened as it seemed like his body was filled with an odd sort of excitement.

She was past her fertility date or so she thought. Her period should start the following week, “It won’t be a problem.” The sexy wife reminded herself of the payment for the evening. The stress it will remove from her life. But she had to do the unthinkable. “Are we ready?” Katie sighed as she downed the wine in a few swallows. She sat the glass down on the dresser as she grabbed her jacket from the closet. The hot wife’s head was not only buzzing because of her sexual frustration but because of the bottle of wine she they had just consumed. In Katie’s mind she needed to allow herself to over consume alcohol to deaden her emotions of what she had to do.

She carefully walked down the steps as Phil followed as they reached the front door, “Hold on.” He disappeared around the corner and down to the basement. Katie waited patiently as her stomach turned. In the darkness she could see her children’s school photos and it momentarily justified what she was going to do.

Phil suddenly appeared around the corner, “Water is shut off. Your hubby will be so happy that I’m helping you,” he smirked.

They both walked outside onto the front steps as Katie slipped on the ice and snow in her heels. Phil reached out and caught the sexy wife around the waist. His hand quickly moved up and wrapped around her chest as his hand rested on her breast. They paused for a moment as they stared at each other. His touch caused her to lose her breath.

The old neighbor helped her maintain her balance, “Easy! I don’t want you to get hurt!” he whispered into her ear as he mauled her breast. Katie felt her nipples spring out at the touch of her neighbor. Her wet pussy spasmed at his touch.

Snow flew across the neighborhood as the blizzard increased in severity. By the time she walked up Phil’s steps she felt frozen. They walked into Phil’s house as a roaring fire greeted them in the fireplace. An enticing aroma filled the air from the kitchen.

“It smells great Norman!” Phil yelled from the living room as he stomped the snow off of his shoes.

Norman appeared in the doorway and froze at the site of Katie. He stared at every inch of the beautiful wife. He smiled, “I wondered if you guys were coming back.”

“I just wanted to make sure my investment came with me,” Phil stated as he helped her off with her jacket and tossed it on the back of the chair.

“Well she looks amazing,” Norman replied as his eyes stared at the beautiful wife through his glasses. He held a glass out to her, “Wine?”

Katie took it from him, as she took a sip as Phil disappeared upstairs, while Norman continued to work in the kitchen. The hot wife sat down in front of the fire and saw her wedding ring glistening from the flames in the fireplace as her hand held the wine glass. She closed her eyes and placed her head in her hand. She was so ashamed. The combination of heat from the fire and wine made her pussy tremble. She heard the blizzard blowing outside and could only imagine what Phil had in store for her.

The sexy woman couldn’t believe how her life had changed recently. She was an executive at a major bank and a perfect mother and wife. Her mind raced back to when she first tasted her husband’s cum and how she couldn’t get enough of it. How she teased men online, how she was blackmailed by an employee from Best Buy, visited an adult bookstore, went to a gloryhole and how she just sucked off two men. She was now a high priced whore. Her life had changed, not so much for the better, but her body loved every minute of it.

The hot wife found herself fantasizing that at any moment both men would be in front of her, like before, as she sucked them to orgasm. Her trance was broken as they walked into the living room but instead of touching her or pulling out their cocks; they sat down and began to have an adult conversation about politics and the state of America.

As though trying to impress the sexy wife Norman went on about how he was a lawyer but from his experiences in the courtroom and dealing with insurance companies he wanted to make a difference by not screwing over those who needed coverage. Phil chimed in that he was the best in the business but very much underappreciated.

Katie just nodded her head but had to admit she was impressed with his credentials.

She relaxed from the warmth of the fire, wine, and conversation. As they allowed their dinner to bake, Phil continued to pour the wine freely into the hot wife’s glass.

After an hour she really began to feel the effects of the alcohol. A naughty desire, like a warm rush of alcohol, came across her body of crawling in front of Norman and taking his cock out and sucking it in front of Phil. A knock at the front door prompted Phil to jump up excitedly from his chair. He stumbled to the door as Katie watched the door open. A younger man stood outside as a cold draft entered the room. “Mike!” Phil hollered, “Get in here!” The man walked in as Phil slammed the door shut and embraced him.

The well-built man pulled off his jacket as he looked around the room as his eyes stared into Katie’s. He had dark brown hair that was in a military style cut and deep dark brown eyes. He smiled at the scantily clad wife. He had to have been in his late 20’s or early 30’s. Katie immediately thought he was very attractive. She could tell that he had a muscular chest and arms that were on display in his tight shirt.

Norman was next to embrace Mike as they obviously were old friends. They exchanged pleasantries when Phil led Mike to where the hot wife was seated, “Katie this is my nephew Mike.”

The Marine extended his hand to the hot wife, “Hi Katie.” The sexy woman placed her hand into his muscular hand as she could see his eyes dart across her body. He held her hand in his longer than she expected as she saw his eyes dart to the small cleavage that poked through her blouse as he stood over her, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Norman was quickly out in the kitchen serving their dinner. Katie slowly got up as the room spun around her. She balanced herself by placing her hand on the chair and stumbled over to the dinner table. She plopped down in her chair while Mike sat down next to her. The hunky Marine reached into his bag and handed a sack to Phil across the table, “This is for you Uncle Phil. Straight from Ireland!”

The obese neighbor tore into the paper and held up a bottle of Irish whiskey, “Mike! You shouldn’t have!” as he examined the bottle, “Hey! This is the expensive stuff,” as looked over at his nephew.

“It’s so much cheaper overseas,” Mike explained, “Besides it fell into my hands accidently at one of the palaces while I was in Baghdad. The men laughed as Phil popped it open and poured everyone a glass.

As they ate and spoke, Mrs. Jackson found Mike Dorman to be very interesting as he told of his adventures in Iraq and Afghanistan. She couldn’t help but ask questions about the men he was with and the adversities they have dealt with during their tour. Katie found her head spinning from her consumption of wine and whiskey and found herself becoming aroused at the lustful stares of Mike.

The sexy wife pushed her chair back away from the table and slurred, “Excuse me, I need to use the ladies room.”

Phil pointed up the steps, “Use the one upstairs. I lit some candles so you should be able to find your way.”

She slowed stood up to maintain her balance and then stumbled to the steps.

All the men stared as Katie walked away as the men looked at the short skirt barely covering her perfect small ass. As she disappeared out of sight, “Damn! How did you manage to get her over here?” Mike asked as he strained to catch a glimpse of the hot wife stumbling up the stairs.

Phil glanced over at his nephew and grinned. He nodded towards the stairwell, “You should show her your medals.”

“Holy shit! Is she a prostitute?” Mike grinned.

“It’s complicated,” Phil laughed as he motioned to the stairs, “But go have fun.”

“Okay, but don’t come looking for me,” Mike smiled as he scooted back from the table as he grabbed the bottle and Katie’s glass.

Phil chuckled, “I think I got her ready for you.”

As Katie stood in front of the bathroom mirror; she steadied herself and told herself she should just go home. Excuse herself and say she was sick or something. She walked out of the bathroom as Mike waited in the hall for her.

“Hey!” Mike stated as he looked at the married woman with lust in his eyes, “Phil thought you might want to see my war medals.”

Mrs. Jackson’s stomach dropped. She knew this was part of the deal. Her head spun as she placed her hand on Mike’s chiseled chest and felt the definition of his muscles beneath his shirt. Her hand shot back at the feeling of his hard muscular chest, “We should probably just go back downstairs,” as she spied the alcohol and glasses in his hand. Nerves were overtaking the sexy mother.

“Ohhh,” Mike responded with disappointment, “That’s okay. I just thought you would be interested to see the results of my actions,” as he turned back towards the steps.

Katie sighed as she knew what Phil’s reaction would be. She reminded herself that it was for her family’s financial security, “Okay real quick,” replied the hot wife.

Mike pointed towards Phil’s bedroom, “They are in the shadow box in here.” He walked in as Katie followed behind him as she stared at his hard muscular ass in his pants. The room was lit with an array of candles that were everywhere. She grimaced that Phil had set up the entire room to make it somewhat romantic.

He pulled a box off the shelf while Katie plopped down on the bed, “That’s a really good drink you brought over,” as she held her glass in the air.

Mike sat down next to her, “Yeah, it’s much better than any American stuff. A little more potent.” The hot wife sat next to the Marine and listened intently as he explained his Kuwaiti Liberation Medal, his Combat Action Ribbon, and his Good Conduct medals.

The hot wife was in awe of the dedication and admired the soldier for what he had given to their country. She spied the pictures that hung on the bedroom walls of Mike in action. She always found something sexy about a man who wore a uniform.

He looked at Katie and admired her tight body. Her gorgeous long hair flowed past her shoulders. Her red lips looked so enticing. Mike cleared his throat, “What’s the story with you and my uncle? I mean,” as he chose his words carefully, “Why are you really here?”

“Let’s just say that he’s helping us out,” Katie replied as she held up her left hand and showed him her wedding ring, “I’m married.”

Mike grinned at her revelation. He had been a Marine, fought in wars, and knew from many of his men that wedding rings don’t necessarily mean faithfulness. Katie patted his knee, “Your medals are really impressive.” Even though her body was horny; she knew she had to maintain some sense of control.

The hunky Marine stood up and put his awards box on the dresser. He glanced down at her small perfect feet, “What are impressive are those high heeled shoes,” he stated as he pointed down to Katie’s feet, “Those must be a 5” heel.”

Katie kicked her feet up and squealed in delight that he recognized her shoes, “Yes! How did you know! Do you like them?” Her husband had never complimented her on her shoes and didn’t understand why she spent so much on footwear.

The hot wife grabbed her glass of Irish whiskey as she stared at the Marine. She sipped it down as Mike poured another glass, “I notice the small things,” as Mike nodded down at her feet, “Those are very nice!” He knelt down on the floor in front of her as she sat on the edge of the bed to look closer, “May I?”

“By all means,” as she kicked her leg up so her feet rested on Mike’s lap excited that he noticed her shoes, “Not many men notice shoes!”

He stared down at them and he immediately felt his cock stir in his pants. It had been at least a year since he’d been with a woman and none had been as gorgeous as Katie. He loved the texture of a woman’s foot. He loved the smell and the feeling of a woman’s toes. Slowly he pulled her shoe off and examined the texture of the shoe. The hard heel of the sole, “These are the real deal! I thought maybe you just had a cheap knock off!” Mike complimented her as admired her perfect feet as he rubbed them gently.

“Oh no! I love shoes but my husband doesn’t understand my infatuation,” giggled Katie as she fell back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, “Wow! You are really good with your hands!” as she felt his fingers run across the soles of her nylon covered feet, “Did you used to work in a shoe store or something?”

“No, I have a little infatuation as well with feet and shoes,” confessed Mike as he stared in lust at the woman in front of him, “Have you ever had a really good foot massage?” as his fingers continued to rub her nylon covered toes.

“Well,” Katie sipped on her drink, “Probably just one of those wooden roller things you buy at the shoe store.” The hot wife was lost in the joy of Mike’s massage on her foot. He put her foot down, in his lap, and picked up her other foot. He removed the other shoe and began to massage her other foot in the same manner which sent little sparks of pleasure up her legs. The hot wife, in a mixture of alcohol and hormones, felt herself becoming more aroused if that was possible.

He rubbed the balls of her foot, in between her toes, and tickled the arch as he moved on to her heel. As Katie stared at the ceiling he brought her foot to his face, he inhaled deeply and smelled the aroma of the expensive shoes that lingered on her feet.

The hot wife sat up and took another sip of alcohol, “You can do this all night! It feels like I’m walking on air!” the sexy married wife mumbled as she leaned up and poured the rest of her drink into her mouth. She sat the glass down on the nightstand as she reeled in the foot massage, “Are you a massage therapist or something? You should work in a shoe store! The women would love you!” giggled Katie as her mind became lost in the touch of the Marine.

He slowly slid his hands up to her ankles and calves as he worked her muscles between his fingers. The Marine placed her foot on his chest to allow him to caress her leg with both hands. Katie began to purr as he worked her muscles harder in his hands. As Mike continued to knead and massage her calves he slowly moved up to her knee, his fingers lightly tickling the back. Katie started inching further down into the bed, her legs spread wider on their own. Mike had a perfect view up her short skirt. His mouth hung open at the sight of Katie’s perfect pussy in the black nylons with no panties. His mouth watered at the sight of her perfect fuck hole that was gripped tightly in the folds of her thin nylons. He worked his hands up and down her legs while staring at her womanhood.

Mike lifted Katie’s feet up by the arches and admired their curvy shapes, the smoothness of her arches and the many wrinkles on her soles. Mike felt his cock harden just by looking at Mrs. Jackson’s feet. He began to slowly rub the tops of Katie’s delicious feet, moving his thumb in circular motions around the tops all the while staring up her skirt.

Katie had closed her eyes, and enjoyed Mike’s warm hands on her cold feet. His touch was ecstatic.

Mike gripped Katie’s feet in both hands and ran his thumbs up and down the soles of her feet, lightly brushing over the wrinkles and the smooth arches. Mike could see the pleasure in Katie’s face and heard the moans that escaped her perfect lips. Mike’s cock had fully taken up the front of his jeans. He lifted Katie’s feet up closer to his face and inhaled deeply.

As Mrs. Jackson was giving off a series of moans, she felt a warmness covering her left foot. Nearly taking all the toes in one engulf, she looked down and saw Mike’s mouth covering her toes. She felt his thick wet tongue sliding over all 5 of her toes and in between. While he sucked on one foot, his hand rubbed the soles of the other. The hot wife was quickly taken aback by the actions of the man that sat before her. She was already so relaxed from the foot massage. She hesitated but then wiggled her long toes inside Mike’s mouth as he pressed his tongue up against them. It felt like Katie was walking on his tongue. Panic overcame her but yet the feeling he was giving her was nothing she had ever felt.

“You have the sexiest feet ever. I love the smell of your polish, the smoothness of your wonderful arches, and the feel of your soles pressing against my face,” Mike moaned as he buried his face in the soles of Katie’s feet.

Mike slid his tongue up and down her nylon covered soles, outlining the wrinkles on her soles. He moved his tongue over her creamy arches and then took an arch between his lips and sucked on it. He did the same to the other arch, repeatedly going back and forth between her arches.

Katie felt herself as she oozed with pussy juice as Mike continued to suck away at her luscious feet. Her married mind was in a panic while her body rejoiced at Mike’s touch.

He lifted her feet as Katie sank onto the bed as he stood up. The hot wife quickly tried to sit up but the room spun as Mike lifted her legs high on the bed as his hand rubbed her thighs. Mrs. Jackson tried to slide off the bed and run away when Mike leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. As good as his tongue felt on her feet it felt even better as it shot into her mouth. The hot wife didn’t want to kiss back but her body instinctively wrapped itself around the hunky Marine as she kissed him passionately forcing her own tongue into his mouth. Her mind told her to stop that she should push him away and run from the house. She felt as he prodded her breasts with his hand. Her hands wrapped around his head and held his lips tightly against hers as her tongue shot in and out of his mouth. His thick tongue wrestled with hers as he had rubbed her small breasts over her blouse. They broke away as he continued to kiss her freckled face. He leaned in and whispered, “You are the hottest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” His tongue shot into her ear as he planted sloppy kisses across her freckled face, “You are so beautiful!”

The hot wife’s body took over as she placed her own hand on top of his and kneaded her aching breast as she felt him continued to kiss and suck her face. Mike whispered over and over, “So beautiful, so sexy.”

Mike put her leg down as his hands slid down to massage her thighs with his muscular hands. He stared at the knee of her left leg, he slowly worked his way up to where leg and pelvic bone meet. Hearing no protest, he repeated the action on her right leg, and pushed her skirt up around her waist. Mike bent down and kissed the inside of her thigh, then the soft space of tendons between Katie’s thigh and pussy, moving upwards to the top of her delicious mound, then back down the other side to the opposite thigh. Between kisses on her thighs, he whispered, “Soooo sexy.”

In her drunken clouded mind; Katie grabbed his head and pushed it between her legs. She needed to get off. Her body needed to orgasm but yet her mind was telling her to push him away.

Mike stood up and lifted his shirt up and tossed it into the corner revealing his perfectly chiseled bare chest and abs. The hot wife stared at the Marine’s perfect hard muscular body. He took hold of Katie’s lovely, skinny ankles and slid his pants covered bulge between her beautiful nylon covered arches.

The hot wife felt his hard cock straining to be released in the front of his pants. She felt the mushroom head of his dick between her toes and the arches of her feet.