Two Bits Part 2
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“Don’t get me wrong darlin’,” Betty Lou said one night while she was letting me go balls deep in my wife’s pussy. “I like having you as a regular, but it would be great if I was able to get more clientele. A girl’s gotta be able to make a living you know.” It was funny that Betty Lou was concerned with making a living, since she was a ghost and all. Our house had been a brothel ages ago, and Betty Lou had been its star attraction. Everyone wanted to sleep with her. I’m not sure how she died, but I know it must have been in the house, since she couldn’t seem to leave it. For the past few months, if my wife Ashley wasn’t in the mood, Betty Lou would possess her, and for just a quarter, or two bits as Betty Lou called it, I could have my way with my wife’s body. It had been a terrific arrangement, but now Betty Lou wanted more…customers. I told Betty Lou I’d see what I could do, but didn’t really want my wife fucking another guy. Betty Lou told me she was used to guys getting all jealous over her, then told me it didn’t have to be a man. That thought ratted around in my head for a few days, but I had no idea what to do with it. Until my wife came home one day after work and said, “You’ll never guess what just happened. My boss’s wife just hit on me!” I tried not to seem too excited as Ashley explained how her boss’s trophy wife Trish propositioned her with a casual lesbian hookup. She’d confessed to being marrying for money, but preferred the company of women. “And get this!” Ashley exclaimed, coming to the end of her rant. “My boss is cool with his wife doing this, as long as Trish is able to get the other woman to let her record it so he can watch it later! That’s when I laughed in her face, because c’mon! Who would agree to that?” I’d laughed along with her, and then later, discreetly contacted Trish using my wife’s phone. Trish had answered on the second ring. “Hey, uh, if you’re serious about sleeping with Ashley, wire $200 dollars to an account I’ll send you from another number. Then come to my house tomorrow night. Wear something slutty. Oh, and bring a quarter.” Trish asked if I was joking, but I assured her I wasn’t. The money was in my bank account by morning. Before Trish arrived, I got Betty Lou to possess Ashley so I could fill her in. “Okay, so I got you a new client. It’s a woman. She finds Ashley very attractive, so you just need to-” But Betty Lou interrupted me by putting a finger to my lips. “Sugar, please, I know what a woman wants more than you EVER will.” When Trish arrived a short while later, I eyed her oversized coat. Trish let it drop to the floor, revealing steamy black lingerie. “Slutty enough for you?” she teased. I nodded my approval, and led her up to the guest bedroom. “So, what are you?” Trish asked curiously. “Her husband, or her pimp?” I chuckled, and admitted, “Might be both.” Trish entered, and beheld my wife in a tight white outfit that did a great job of hugging her curves. “I’ll set up the camera,” I said. They ignored me, and began to kiss one another. Betty Lou laid Trish onto the bed as I hit record. Originally, I was gonna leave, but since they weren’t kicking me out, I stayed and watched the whole thing. It was crazy hot to see my conservative wife kiss and finger the attractive blonde to orgasm after orgasm.
Finally, Trish asked if she could eat my wife out. Betty Lou giggled at that. “You wanna service me?! Well, the customer is always right!” Betty Lou laid back and spread my wife’s legs invitingly. “Go right ahead, sweetie. If you can make me cum with that sexy tongue of yours, I’ll give you an extra 30 minutes on the house.”
Trish eagerly licked my wife’s cunt, making Betty Lou shudder in delight. The whole session lasted 90 minutes, at which point Betty Lou said, “Well, you were really fun, Trish. Just put the two bits on the dresser by the door. If you ever wanna go again, you know where to find me.” Trish had been confused at first, but then said, “Oh, yes, the quarter.” She fished it out of her purse, and tentatively put it on the dresser, at which point she received a big smile from Betty Lou. I then escorted Trish out. At the door, Trish said, “I gotta say, I didn’t expect how amazing Ashley would be at this. She was better than any woman I’ve ever been with. I’d…be happy to come back in a couple of weeks. I’d gladly pay the same amount of course.” I shook her hand. “It’s a deal.” She took a step outside, then turned back to me. “May I ask what was with the quarter?” I smiled back at her. “It’s a long story. See you in a couple weeks.”
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