Paul had reflected a lot since his divorce. He was not about to give up on sex at 53 years old; hookers and wanking were really not up to the job and there was absolutely no way he was going to set himself up to be cleaned out by another gold digging wife.
Whichever way you looked at it, a guy with a bit of cash built up was just a sitting target for the crazy legal system. As a very traditional bloke, Paul took his role as head of household seriously. He worked bloody hard and expected his wife's job to be helping him to do that by looking after the home and being there for him. Twice now he had seen a big chunk of his money walk off out of his life to women who had shared his bed and done some cooking, but had never contributed a penny to the household or ever earned a single thing while they were married to him.
A third marriage wasn't an option and casual girlfriends just didn't cut it. It was in a bar one evening chatting to an old friend that the solution presented itself. Tim was older than Paul and he had been widowed a while back. Not the most attractive guy and a bit too fond of the booze, Tim couldn't find a new soul mate until he signed up with a Thai bride organisation on the Internet. Sure enough, for a modest investment of time and money he had found himself a great lady, half his age who seemed very keen to please him. They had already married in Thailand and in a few weeks Paul was going back to Thailand to bring her home when she had a visa.
Tim was a good mate and Paul was so excited with his new lady that he wanted to show off. He invited Tim back to his place to have another drink and see his special video.
As soon as they were comfortable with a couple of cans Paul slipped a disc into his DVD player and there he was on the TV screen in a hotel room. The picture switched to a very pretty Thai lady wearing a lovely smile and without any delay Paul flopped his wrinkly little dick into her gorgeous mouth. She sucked, licked and worked his prick as if it was the only thing she had ever wanted and she finally got him to a reasonable half hard.
Paul moved her into position and fucked her hairless pussy for a few minutes before working his old tool into the cutest little asshole you could imagine. The girl was moaning and writhing in a way that was impossible to tell whether she was in discomfort or pleasure, but there was no doubt that Paul was enjoying himself. In the tight ass he got to a pretty good hard and then he suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face back onto the prick he had just slipped from her asshole. He gave her a few seconds of really hard face fucking before he grunted a bit and shot her a mouthful of watery old cum. Amazingly she smiled again and swallowed it right down.
Paul paused the video.
"There's plenty more of that. She does whatever I want and even says thank you."
"Lucky man" said Tim, but his mind was racing and all he wanted to do was get home and work on an idea of his own. He didn't want to puncture Paul's excitement, but he suspected that when she had her visa and was settled here her enthusiasm might go away. Was there a way to get over that? He thought there might be.
Tim just knew that he had the solution. Being a UK citizen, people from poor European Union countries could come to Tim in Britain as they chose. No problem about visas. The answer was obvious. Find the right woman, bring her to live with him in England, but not marry her. Tim had a lot more cash than Paul and there was nothing to stop him doing it. A girl needs to work for her living and he knew exactly how control gold diggers after his past experience.
A little bit of work on the Internet and exercising his credit card had Tim on a flight to Sofia within a few days. He was met at the airport by a British businessman who had been working in Bulgaria for some years on a range of projects.
Tim and Gordon exchanged enough pleasantries on the journey to Gordon's office for Tim to be happy to explain his proposal completely truthfully when they sat down to discuss his needs. It was straightforward. Tim wanted a widow, divorcee or maybe even an unmarried woman aged between about 30 and 40 . She must have at least a few words of English, show signs of being reliable and with a real wish to better herself as well as wanting to look after the interests of family members staying in Bulgaria. He would prefer a woman from a rural area where there were low living standards and not many opportunities for work.
The grin on Gordon's face broadened by the second. Not only was he going to get a nice fee for the easiest job he could think of, but he felt the joy of a fellow spirit in Tim.
"You know what." He said. " Apart from living here because I can make more money than I can at home, one of the best bits is that Hungarian women really know how to look after a man. They think it is their job to do it as well. There is none of your big mouth, big spend, bitches here."
They agreed that Tim would pay Gordon some fairly generous expenses up front and have a nice short holiday in Sofia. Gordon would set up a meeting with two or three potential companions in three days time and he would provide his own flat for Tim to carry out auditions, interviews or whatever he wanted to do to make his choice.
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Before he came to Sofia, Tim had hunted round the Internet to find some good places to check out. Bulgaria is not the most exciting country on earth and the bar scene and night life can be pretty dull. One thing which did catch is eye was a hardcore BDSM film producer. On his laptop he logged in again and messaged them from the 'contactus' page.
"Hi. British businessman in Sofia. Would like to meet to discuss marketing in UK and maybe possible business relationships. Please contact."
Tim never expected a reply, but he was a natural networker. Never miss a chance to make a contact, and what else was there to do anyway?
To his surprise, his email bipped within minutes and when he went to the inbox it was from KaneKlub.
"Auditions today. Join us I hour. Help choose."
The message was accompanied by a row of smileys and a mobile phone number. Within the hour Tim was knocking at the door of a warehouse in an industrial estate just outside Sofia.
While Tim got to know the man who ran the show, a camera man set up and five young women turned up over the next twenty minutes or so. Andrei explained that he had always wanted to be a film maker, but there was no way he could get anywhere with it in Bulgaria and he didn't have the resources to get to the US. One day he decided to give his wife a good whipping and he set up the camera so that he could keep an enjoyable record of his work and maybe show a few friends over a drink.
Once he had done that and thought it was a good job he decided to post the video on an amateur porn site. He was amazed at the result. He got thousands of hits and before long he had worked out how to sell clips and his wife was getting more whip welts than she had ever had before.
Now Andrei had formed his own film company and after a few small flogging films that had been a big success he was ready to move onto something bigger. The rented warehouse and the girls were the setting for a full length BDSM film to be made and Tim had made contact at just the right time to lend a hand.