My wife Michelle had come home from her work at her law firm at about 7pm. It was Monday. All weekend starting on Friday night she had either been at the bar or walking the street in front of the bar as a whore for a gang. This had been her choice, to become a whore and experience the thrill that the sexual depravation gave her. In the months that followed she had willing become a street walker and had her nipples pierced and a gang emblem hanging from one. She was 42 years old with long blond hair and 36 inch breasts. The endless hours of walking the street in her six inch whore's high heels had strengthened and toned her legs and tightened her ass. Although I was worried about what she was doing, I could see that sexually she was satisfied in a way I never could and she actually looked better although she was often very tired and had developed some lines in her face.
"I have a problem...a big problem" she said.
I looked at her and didn't say anything as she went into the kitchen and poured herself a drink and returned.
"Some kid from the mail room was at the club this weekend. He has some videos and ...." her voice trailed off. "Here" she said, turning on her phone and handing it to me, "look at the videos he sent me."
In the first video Michelle was walking through the club in her high heels in a super tight jeans shorts that were ripped and up the crack of her ass. As she walked she swayed her ass in an exaggerated manner while purposely shaking her breasts which were hanging out of her tube top. It was her whore stroll and her pimp made her walk like that at all times she was working. As she walked through the club going up to men I could see every man she approached grab one of her tits and play with a nipple or squeeze a handful of tit while she flirted with them and rubbed her hands on their crotches. Every few men she would approach would nod an agreement and she would lead them off to a couch in the back were she gave them a lap dance or more, depending on how much she was paid.
In the last video Michelle was outside the club talking to a large gang member who was squeezing her ass in one hand as they talked. She looked tired and a bit drunk as she talked. The big gang member was telling her that he wanted to fuck her. "I want some pussy bitch. You owe me."
Michelle shook her tits at him and took her hand and was rubbing her crotch. "Come on baby, let this ho suck you good. You need a good blow job baby. Then tomorrow you can have some pussy. I am just so worn out baby. Come on..."
The big gang member pulled her closer. He couldn't have been much older than 19 and yet he pulled one of her tits out of her shirt like he owned her, which in a way he did. The gang member flicked the nipple a few times. "I want some of that sweet ho pussy. I wannna tap that ass and you owe me. A blow job ain't enough. Come on bitch, give me the pussy."
Michelle ran her fingernail down his large arm as she let his hands wander all over her body. "You know you're the man baby. And I so love your cock. But your ho is just so tired. How about I suck you real nice and slow here and then tomorrow I'll come over your crib and fuck you all afternoon before I go to work?"
Before the gang member could say anything Michelle dropped to her knees and un-zipped his fly."
The videos were devastating and would ruin her if they were shown at her work. There was no doubt she was a street walking whore from what could been seen in the video.
"How could you let some guy video you?" I asked.
"Oh come on. You know guys are videoing me all the time with their phone cameras. There's nothing I can do about it. I guess it was a matter of time before this happened."
"What does the guy want?" I asked.
"Don't be so stupid" she sneered. "What do you think he wants? He fucked me bent over my desk this afternoon and videoed some of that on his phone. He pulled my hair and made me turn my head so I was visible in the camera. Here , its the next one on my phone. He's going to make it very difficult for me at work."
