2019 continued with me in love with Dave, who treated me like dirt, but visited every few weeks, and let his mate, Trev, come round more frequently. Trev would sometimes pick me up from work for sex in his car, or at my house, as the mood took him. Steph, my supervisor at work, continued to punish me, whether for my humiliation, or her titillation. We were also making regular trips to the coast, my husband Alan and I, so we could play our little game of me making myself available for pick up by strangers. I confessed everything to Steph, Alan knew about Steph, but not about wrestlers Dave and Trev, and Dave's other mates.
Three things happened. One was a strange, on-off event. I had arrived home from work, and a few minutes later there was a loud knock at the door. I answered and there was a smallish, round faced man stood there with a kind of suitcase. He told me that Dave had sent him round, and just pushed past me and walked in. He was about 40 years old and headed straight for the living room. I followed and asked who he was, and he told me he was called Dougie, and that Dave owed him some money, and had told Dougie to take it out on me.
He was undoing his case, and took a video camera out told me to go and get some sexy undies on, and stockings and suspender. I objected, asked him to leave, but he confidently said that he was going nowhere, and would wait for my husband to get home if necessary. He told me to either do as he said, and I would never hear from him again, or pay him the £200 Dave owed him. After a little thought, I locked the front door and went and got into red panties and camisole top, black stockings and suspender, and high heels, and returned and asked hm what he wanted.
He said he wanted to film me playing with myself, and then for me to suck him, and fuck him, and he could sell the film for £200, but no one would see it. I argued about this. I knew it would probably be circulated and end up on the internet, I'm not daft, but time was getting on, and here I was in sexy undies with a stranger and hubby would be home in an hour. I had no choice, but the thing that worried me most was that I don't actually play with myself. Never had. I got enough sex, and didn't like inserting fingers, with long nails, up myself.
But soon I was on my back on the floor, panties off, tits pulled out, legs spread, with a couple of fingers up my cunt, and the free hand squeezing my own breasts while the guy filmed and encouraged me. He wanted an hours video, so there was no time to mess around. He fixed the camera on a small tripod, and took his trousers and pants off. Sitting on the sofa he filmed me sucking his cock for twenty minutes, and then kneeling astride him and riding him. Some of the time he had my arms up my back and was making me do all the work.
Then it was me knelt on the settee with him knelt behind me ramming his cock up my cunt, squeezing his hands round my throat until I nearly passed out, then slapping my arse. He had gradually stripped me naked while he fucked me. I thought he had shot his spunk up me, but he carried on and had me astride him again right up to the camera lens. I presume he was recording sound as well as he kept stressing my husband would be home soon and I should work my arse harder. Then he started biting my nipples and betrayed myself by screaming like a banshee as I orgasmed, before taking his spunk again.
I rushed him to go, took a quick shower and was out just in time to greet Alan home. Something else to confess to Steph the next day while she beat my butt.
The second thing that had happened was, as I mentioned in the previous chapter, Dave had made me serve drinks to him and his three buddies in the garden. I was wearing stockings and suspenders, and was otherwise naked. While doing this, I had attracted the attention of my neighbor Les, who is a bit of an alcoholic and lives alone. I would have aged him at around 80, but actually he was 65 at this time. Dave had told him that I would do his housework, shopping, and have sex with him anytime he wanted.
