Pissed off husband waited outside while I fucked his wife.
rickdugan
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Tuesday, February 11, 2014 6:28 AM
What a fucked up situation last night.
I have been working on a girl for a while now who, a few months back, was adamant that she would never "sell her pussy" (her words). Anyway, I sensed a little weakness and need in her, so every so often I re-raised the issue. She is far and away the hottest girl working in that club, which is why I was motivated enough to keep trying. In order to finally close the deal, I had to spin a little bullshit about how I was looking for something regular, might want a future travel companion, told her that she was a hero for doing what was necessary to feed her kids, etc., etc. I played it under-key of course, as I always do. ;) In any event, last night, no doubt in bad need of cash as the club was dead, she finally said yes, so off we went to the no-tel for our first encounter.
So far, so good, until we get to the motel. As I put the room key in the slot, her husband pulled up and yelled out the window at her. She ran over to him and fed him a ridiculous BS story about going into the room to get ready for dinner (at 11:30 at night with a strange guy, lmao). He told her that she was a prostitute and that she would never see her kids again. The told him to fuck of and go away and eventually he did.
From what I learned in the room, she was getting ready to divorce him anyway, which might partly explain her change of heart about doing p4p. He also very much needed the money she was bringing home that night, which is no doubt why he didn't get out of that car and press the matter. From her awkwardness during the event, she clearly was no pro at p4p sex, but if anything that made the whole thing just a little hotter.
After the event, I brought her back to the club and this guy pulled into the parking lot about 30 seconds after I did. Clearly he was tracking her. As I pulled away and she was going back into the club, he pulled up to the door and starting yelling at her some more, again through the car window. By that point I had pulled away and was tucked behind cars to one side of the club, so they did not see me or know that I was listening. I heard things like "You're a prostitute! You were in that room with him for an hour! Fuck you! Find another ride home!"
I guess he didn't like how Mommy decided to bring home the bacon that night. ;) I also left him a little parting gift should he decide to inspect her more closely at home - lol.
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