Note: This is a conclusion to my old Friendly Favours storyline when I was writing as
dreamweaver705
. The story contains reluctant sex. All participants are over 18.
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We were at the supper table when the doorbell rang.
It was Sunday evening and we weren't expecting company. Sharon got up to get the door. I heard her talking with a man. I recognized the voice straight away.
It was Lee.
Lee, my friend from work who had introduced me to a submissive side that made me his cock-whore for money. Initially, I had agreed out of need for the money, and perhaps a little sexual curiosity. The arrangement had served us both nicely. Lee had regular orgasms and I had cash in hand for my family through a financially difficult time. I admitted to myself that I had enjoyed the experience, but I told myself I could stop any time I wanted to.
Lee had other thoughts. When I was more financially stable, he continued to offer me money for blowjobs and for a while I kept taking it, all the while thinking I should wean myself off of his cock for the sake of my marriage. My apprehension increased as Lee continued to escalate the risks of our encounters, insisting on one occasion that I blow him in a locker room shower stall at work. We were nearly caught that time, and I could only imagine what the consequences might have been for my job; we might even have been arrested for indecency. After that, I sucked him off in his truck in broad daylight several times while he was parked in various lots around town. Anyone might have seen us but fortunately nobody did.
One day, after a particularly close call, when I realized one of my neighbours had nearly seen us in a Wal-Mart parking lot, I told Lee that was it. We were done. I hoped we could still be friends. Lee had taken it well with apparently no hard feelings.
It had proven surprisingly hard for me to give Lee up. I knew great pleasure from sucking him off over those months. I wasn't attracted to men, but I learned about myself that I had been curious about cock. Now that curiosity had been satisfied, but I found myself craving dick for weeks after quitting cold turkey. I dreamt of sucking cocks of all shapes and sizes and sometimes I even had wet dreams. But as the weeks wore on, my fantasies and my dreams were tamer.
From that day I told Lee our arrangement was terminated until now, a period of about six months, Lee had continued our friendship just as it had been before our little transactions. He continued to give me a ride to and from work and we still stopped at our favourite watering hole for a beer now and then. He had respected my boundaries and in conversation he made no reference to our encounters.
But he didn't normally drop by to visit. He was a work friend, not usually part of my domestic life. So I was definitely curious what brought him here. I left the dinner table and joined Sharon at the door. She had been laughing at something Lee had said. She knew him in passing, having met him a couple of times when he picked me up or dropped me off for work.
"Hi, Lee," I said. "Are you coming in?"
"Hi. I actually came to see if I could borrow some tools."
"Oh, okay," I said. Sharon had returned to feeding our daughter at the supper table, so I called to her from the door. "We're just going back to the tool shed, Shar."
"Okay, Honey," she replied.
I put my shoes on and Lee and I walked to the back corner of my yard, talking small. I unlocked the shed, opened the doors and walked in. It was crowded with ladders, saw horses and toolboxes.
"So what kind of tools do you need?"
Lee stepped inside the shed.
"This, right here, for starters." He raised his arm and traced a circle around my lips. I wasn't slow on the uptake. My cock twitched at the implication, but I wouldn't lightly forsake my vow to end my days of cocksucking for money.
I honestly hadn't seen this coming. I thought Lee had moved on to satisfy his considerable urges with someone else somewhere. Perhaps not.
Not my problem.
"No, Lee," I said firmly. "That's not going to happen. I said that was over and it's over."
Lee didn't look put off. He pulled a wad of bills out of his pocket.
"There's two hundred and fifty bucks for you if you give me what I need."
It was a lot of money and it tempted me almost as much as Lee's much-missed trouser snake. Memories of our past encounters flashed before my eyes, visions with me kneeling between Lee's legs and lapping happily at his cock. Usually those encounters ended with me satisfying first Lee with a blowjob and then rubbing one out for myself.
Just the memories alone would have been enough to put steel in my cock, but the prospect of doing it all again for real, right here, right now, gave me a full erection.
"Come on," Lee said. "I can see you're interested."
