Ch 10 Katie's Vindication
The last few months had seen many unexpected changes in our lives. The night before Katie was supposed to leave on her business trip she received a phone call from the regional director of the bank who informed her that her services were no longer needed because of downsizing. It was later reported in the news that over 1500 employees were laid off including upper management with blame being placed on the current economy. We had read so much in the news about the economy that we never thought we would be part of the unemployment statistics, although with Katie being so involved in the banking world we should have seen the writing on the wall.
My wife had immediately sent out applications to other financial institutions trying to get a similar type of job but because of the economic climate nobody was hiring. We figured with her background and masters degree that she would have no problem locating a new job. Katie had been become agitated and depressed about the rejections she was getting from potential employers. I did my best to support her emotionally and also I increased my hours at work to try and make up the difference since we were losing her salary. Katie was worried about our finances, keeping our house, and keeping the kids in a private school and like most people in similar conditions our savings were dwindling. We had cut corners to eliminate some bills including our internet service, which upset me more than anything as I hoped that Katie would continue writing about her sexual exploits.
As we watched the nightly news we heard more bad news about the failing stock market and economy. I wasn't paying attention as I was focused on my wife's beauty when a television commercial caught my attention. A beautiful older blonde walked in front of the camera and explained that they were taking applications for the next Mrs. Missouri beauty pageant. I glanced over at my wife and back at the television.
"You should apply!" pointing at the commercial knowing it would help get her mind off our current situation. I knew she had the looks and the intelligence to go far in the competition.
Katie gives a little laugh, "I don't think so."
I know the way my wife loves how people, especially men, watch her. She would be the perfect Mrs. Missouri and maybe the next Mrs. America. My heart raced thinking of how beautiful she would look on stage accepting her crown and all the men wishing they could be next in line to fuck her. "I think you should consider it," grabbing her hand and pulling her closer to me.
She wasn't really in the mood lately for sex; I don't blame her as she was worried about everything. I, on the other hand, was growing increasingly horny. My wife looked so sexy wearing her black and white satin button up pajamas with matching pants. Her brown hair flowing past her shoulders. While she watched the news I couldn't but help but stare at her beautiful freckled face, her sexy dark rimmed glasses, and her slim lips. It had been awhile since I've came all over her beautiful mug and my mind raced to about a year ago when she let me unload all over her for the first time and how it changed us sexually. I switched off the television and leaned over and kissed my wife on the cheek. She turned and met my lips as I turned my body and grabbed a hold of her as I held her tightly in my arms. I shot my tongue into her hot mouth. Her tongue entered mine as they wrestled with each other. I had missed the way her tongue felt against my cock as it began to expand in my pants. Her mouth was so hot as I reached up and began to massage her small tits over her silky pajamas. Katie hand made its way down to my crotch as she began to rub me over my pants.
She broke away and patted my knee and gave a sigh. "Would you really like being married to Mrs. Missouri?"
"Oh hell yeah!," unable to contain my excitement as my dick continued to grow, "I think you would like it more than me!" leaning closer to her ear, "Could you imagine all those men jacking off fantasizing about Mrs. Missouri or maybe the next Mrs. America?"
Katie playfully slaps my leg, "Stop it!" as her hand slides back up to my pajamas tugging harder on my cock that was straining to be released, "I'm sorry I haven't given you attention lately. How long has it been?"
"At least a few weeks," as her hand continues to manipulate my dick.
Katie begins to untie my pajamas, "Well I guess I should give you a little attention," as her hand disappears as into my pants as I feel her fingers wrap around my shaft. She pressed her lips against mine as my tongue darted in and out of her mouth knowing it wouldn't be long before my cock was inside her hot wet mouth. I could feel her fist wrapped around my dick as she was stroking it under my clothing. I loved the way she touched me. The way her hand felt wrapped around me. Our kiss was broken by the sound of the doorbell ringing. We both looked up at the clock, "Who's coming over at this time?" she asked as she removed her hand from my pants.
I grabbed her hand and put it back on my cock, "Don't stop baby! They'll go away," I begged.
Katie pulled away as the doorbell rang again, "Come on!" as she looked down at my crotch, "I'll take care of that later!"
Reluctantly I stood up and quickly positioned my erect cock in my boxers so it was not so obvious.
We walked over to the door and flipped on the porch light. I peered out the window and I saw Nikki our babysitter. Katie looked over my shoulder, "What's she doing here at this time?"
Opening the door Nikki's face appeared to be in shock and her eyes were reddened like she had been crying, "Can I talk with you guys?"
"Sure," Katie announced, "Come in. What's wrong?"
Nikki steps into the house and I can see she's carrying her large backpack. She quickly turns and asks quietly, "Are the kids asleep?"
"Yes, what's wrong Nikki?" my wife asked.
Nikki looks around and sighed, "Can we go to the basement? I don't want to wake the kids."
I've never seen her act like this she's usually so outgoing and happy. I wondered if she's heard about our predicament and wanted to talk about her future working with us. Katie and I both looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders both not knowing what our young babysitter wanted.
I followed both ladies downstairs and couldn't help but notice how sexy my wife's small ass looked in her pajamas. I couldn't help but grin when I noticed it was about the same size as the babysitters.
It could be that I was incredibly horny but Nikki looked extremely hot. I've always had a thing for short women and Nikki barely was 5'2. She was wearing only a small t-shirt exposing her double D breasts, small tan shorts, and sandals exposing her perfectly manicured toes. She obviously goes tanning a little too much judging by her dark tan legs and tanned cute face. Her brown hair with blonde highlights accented her perfect brown eyes. Katie and I sat down next to each other on the couch while Nikki sat down on the ottoman facing us. Nikki looked at both of us and took a deep breath, placing her hand against her chest to compose herself, "I'm sorry to bother you guys so late but I needed to talk with you right away."
Katie and I looked at one another and I could tell we both appeared nervous. The suspense was killing us, "What's wrong Nikki?" I ask.
Nikki pulled up her book bag and started opening it up and began to explain, "I was at my fiancΓ©'s apartment while he was at work and found something that I think belongs to you."
Nikki placed the laptop computer on her tanned legs and started to turn it on. Nikki's eyes peered over the screen, "I don't know how to say this without upsetting you," she took another deep breath and closed the screen down, "It's a video of you guys and...," pausing between her words as her face reddens, "and Katie is performing oral sex on, well, I think it's you," looking over at me.
Glancing over at Nikki, Katie rolled her eyes, "It's me; we don't need to see it."
"Why is it on his computer?" Nikki demanded she has started playing the blowjob video that I uploaded to the internet. Nikki quickly spun the computer around to show us.
"Well we," looking over at Nikki as she glared at me, "I mean I, put a video of us on a website and he probably downloaded it."
Katie put her head in her hands. Looking over at her, this was the last thing she wanted was to have another person that we knew having a copy of the video I uploaded.
"You guys made this?" she asked in almost disbelief.
"I guess you can say that I was experimenting with our new video camera and I got carried away."
Katie lifted her head up from her hands, "Did you watch it Nikki?"
"Yeah," pausing to compose herself, "well not all of it. I saw the file labeled 'Katie' and thought maybe he was cheating on me and then saw the pictures so I clicked on the video and watched it. I figured he watched porn but I was shocked to see this," an uncomfortable silence enters the room with only the audio of me trying to talk Katie into the blowjob is broken by Nikki, "So it's okay he had this?" she asks pointing down to the screen.
"I guess, he probably downloaded it from a website.."
Katie interrupted me, "I would prefer you didn't tell him you knew us." Pointing towards the laptop, "Would you mind if he deleted that the file?"
"Don't worry I won't tell him," and handed me the computer, "and you can delete whatever you want," as Nikki clicks off the movie player. Katie and I both stare at the desktop picture on the screen as our mouths hang open.
"Is that your fiancΓ©?" Katie barks pointing at the screen.