Wife Wants a Hall Pass

Luke noticed the glimmer in my eye. He said, "He's a little old for you, isn't he?" He said, "My little Tinker bell has the hots for this old guy, doesn't she?"

I giggled and said, "I can't help it. Come dance with me." I led him onto the floor. I whispered in Luke's ear, "I would guess he is in his early fifties. He is ten years younger than Bobby Wilkinson is, and only six or eight years older than you are. He did excite me. I think he is the one."

Luke asked, "The one for what?"

I let him wait for a few seconds while I thought about what to say now. Finally, I said, "He is the rich old gentleman that I'm going to sell my body to. I want to be his whore for one night." I paused and said, "We are leaving tomorrow afternoon. It needs to happen tonight." I felt Luke stiffen in my arms. I gave him a few seconds, and then I said, "Whoring myself out is on my bucket list. Pl-e-e-a-a-se let me have this fantasy."

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Luke asked, "What about his wife?"

I answered, "I asked about her. He lost her three years ago. She was killed in a car wreck. That's when he became involved in the hospital work. His donations are in her honor. He still wears her ring.

He said, "The fact is, Sweetheart, I had different plans for you tonight. I don't want to spend this night in an empty bed."

I said, "Look around you. This isn't that sleazy swinger club. There are twenty pretty girls within rock throwing distance. I always have to watch them flirt with you everywhere we go. Pick one, or two for that matter. We have both spread ourselves around lately but you haven't had a new girl in a while. I will give you a pass for a free hunt." I paused and said, "I'll buy you a hooker. I could probably get a discount since I am about to join their ranks." I giggled.

He asked, "How long have you been plotting this?"

I thought, "I have to tell him the truth." I said, "Since before Jerry and I finished our dance." That was technically the truth. It was a couple days before we finished the dance. I knew it was a lie. "I thought, "I'll make it right later." Then I thought, "It's a lie. I couldn't make it right later." I amended my statement. I said, "I've been thinking about him since the day after we got here. I met him in the elevator while you were at that meeting."

I let it rest a minute while I caught my breath. Luke was quiet. His silence said, "Tell me more."

I said, "I let him pick me up and show me around the casino. I didn't know who he was but I knew he was special. I was impressed with him, but I didn't think anything would come of it, so I didn't mention him to you. I decided I wanted him sometime later." I paused and said, "We're a long way from home. This is a good place to do this and Jerry is the perfect candidate. We know he is a good man and he isn't a cop." I giggled and said, "We need some adventure on this trip. This is our last night unless we extend."

Luke asked, "Have you already made a deal with him?"

I could truthfully answer this one. I replied, "No. I haven't promised him anything. We have flirted some and I let him feel me up when we danced. I've let him kiss me." I thought, "Damn girl you don't need to tell everything you know." Then I thought, "Yes you do. This is Luke." I said, "I told him I would try to find a way to spend some time with him later."

Luke asked, "How much are you going to try to get for my sweet wife's body?"

I smiled and answered, "If five hundred is the going price, I think I can get three times that." I repeated my thought, "Fifteen hundred."

Luke chuckled and asked, "Why do you think you can get that much?"

I replied, "He told you that I'm the prettiest girl in the city." I giggled and whispered in his ear, "Genuinely wet pussy is worth more than the K-Y jelly the rest of these bitches are peddling." I finally got the laugh out of Luke that I needed. I knew he was going to give me a pass.

He said, "Okay go for it. I know that Jerry is a good man. At least, I know him by reputation. He has a very good reputation. You won't be in any danger." He paused and then said, "Now listen to me. I won't have you settle for a penny less, and I want half the money. That's a better deal than most pimps would give you." Then he asked, "What part do I play in this?" We laughed together. Our adventure had begun.

I said, "Let's go play blackjack for a few minutes. When you are ready to go on your hunt, we will leave together. I will wait for twenty minutes and come back. I will find him and tell him that you went to play poker all night. Then I will proposition him and tell him how much it's going to cost him. The hooker aspect of this is my fantasy. The idea that I am cheating is his. If I can't make a deal, I'll go back to our room. You can call to see if I'm there if you want." I paused and said, "Don't take anyone to our room. I might need to go there anytime."

He said, "As fate would have it, I met a woman at the presentation. I know how to call her. I might not have to go on a hunt if she is available tonight. She was hot to trot the other day."

We sat down at the blackjack table. Luke said, "I'll be ready to go in half an hour."

I agreed to that and watched for jerry. He made his appearance ten minutes later and took a seat three tables across from us. We could see each other, but I doubted that Luke would notice him."

Luke said, "Jerry won't be hard to find. He just sat down three tables that way." He motioned with a nod of his head.

That's another reason that I am always truthful with Luke. I know inside I'm not likely to get anything over on him. He can read my mind and he always knows what is going on around him. He calls it, situational-awareness.

A half hour passed. We picked up Luke's chips and left. I mouthed to Jerry to wait for me. He acknowledged that he understood. I promised Luke that I would be back in our room by eleven the next morning. He said that he would be there in time to check out.

Twenty minutes after that, I walked up to Jerry and kissed his cheek. I sat down beside him. He looked at me and smiled. He pushed a stack of ten one-hundred dollar chips to the line. While the cards were dealt, he asked, "How much time do we have?"

I replied, "I have to be clean, sparkly and in my room by eleven tomorrow morning. It would be better if I were there a bit earlier." I said, "I need to stop by my room on the way to yours. I have to pick up the things I will need. You can't go with me."

He suggested that I leave now and meet him in his room in fifteen minutes. He gave me his room number. It was three floors above ours.

I said, "We could do that, but we haven't made a deal yet."

He laughed and said, "I was sure we had."

I smiled and giggled. I said, "We haven't discussed the financial arrangements at all."

He laughed a bit louder this time and then he whispered, "You are a hooker, then?"

I reached up and touched the tip of his nose with my finger. I said, "No, silly man. I am a housewife from North Texas, as advertised." I continued, "If you decide to pay my price to get me to spend the night with you in your room, then I will have become a hooker. I've never done this before, but it has always been my fantasy to whore myself out to one special man for one night." I paused and then said, "It will also be the best money you ever spent." I giggled.

He was laughing continuously now. He asked, "What is your price, if I may ask?"

I changed tactics, "I indicated his stack of chips. I said, "Ten percent of your winnings."

He caught his breath and stopped laughing. He said, "Ten percent is a lot. I've been making thousand dollar bets here and doubling that when I felt it. I've made two five thousand dollar hunch bets and won both of them. I've had a good run. I'm thirty grand up including what I won earlier. You are asking for three thousand dollars." He paused and looked at me seriously. He said, "I can have any hooker in this town for five hundred. Why are you worth six times that?"

I said, "Jerry, you would tip any waitress in this town twenty percent. If you had a very pretty one and she did a good job, you might give her fifty percent or more. Ten percent isn't much." I whispered in his ear the same thing I had told Luke. I said, "You described me as the prettiest girl in the city, and genuinely wet housewife pussy is worth more than the K-Y jelly that these other girls are peddling."

He chuckled and just shook his head.

I said, "Now listen, Jerry. You seriously turn me on. You are the one I want to share my fantasy. I very much want to crawl in bed with you, but your window of opportunity is closing. My price is not negotiable. You are the most interesting man in this room, (Luke wasn't there) but hear me now. I am giving you first refusal, but if we can't make a deal, I'm going to sell myself elsewhere." I ran a bluff. I said, "I know where I can get at least three thousand. I may never have this opportunity to live my fantasy again."

He slid three of his ten chip stacks across the table to me. He said, "Put those in your pocket and meet me in my room in fifteen minutes."

I said, "I don't have any pockets." He reached inside his jacket and pulled out a cloth bag. It was a neatly folded blue sack from a half-gallon Crown Royal bottle. He tossed it to me. I stuffed my chips into it, looped the gold braided drawstring around my wrist, and let my lips brush his. I said, "Hurry, I can't wait."

I hurried to our room and gathered the things I needed. I went to Jerry's room, and he wasn't there. I had a little one just thinking about him, while I was waiting in the hallway. I was doing a funny little dance, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. My pussy tingled. He showed up one minute later on the next elevator.

He smiled at me and said, "I wasn't sure you would be here."

I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. I said, "I wouldn't miss this for twice the money you paid me." I giggled.

There was no one in the hallway. I started undressing while he was unlocking the door. I was only wearing shoes and a cocktail dress. Except for my jewelry, I was already naked by the time he closed the door after we were inside the room. He laughed at me.

I dropped to my knees, undid his belt, and opened his pants. He had kicked his expensive loafers across the room and tossed his coat aside. He was trying to get out of his shirt when I let his pants drop to the floor. He was wearing boxer shorts. Who would wear boxer shorts and no socks? That seemed strange to me. I pulled them down and the hardest cock in New Jersey jumped out at me.

It was a beautiful thing to see. In my mind, I tried to compare him to Luke. I think Jerry was just a tad bigger. He wasn't like Ed though. He wasn't too big. I knew I could get this one in my mouth. I wanted to taste it. A large drop of clear pre-cum appeared at the tip. I captured it with my tongue before it fell away. I tasted salt.

I held it in my hands and then sucked the first couple of inches into my mouth. I sucked him, teased him, and bathed him with my tongue. I took him to the top of my throat and then I let him slide all the way down just to see if I could. I buried my nose in his pubic hair and he throat fucked me for a half dozen strokes. He moaned. There was no problem. He held my head in his hands and fucked me some more, but he was careful to let me breathe.

Without warning, he pulled his gorgeous cock out of me. I let it go but I didn't want too. He picked me up bodily. I felt the strength in his masculine body for the first time. He was smaller than Luke was, but he was very well built and very strong.

He manhandled me with ease and yet, there was a sense of urgency. I found myself on my back in the middle of the giant bed. I knew right then that I was going to be a fuck toy for this man for the next ten or eleven hours. I loved the thought. An aggressive man can make me cum over and over.

I assumed he was going to fuck me. I longed for that first penetration. My body was already open to receive him. I wanted his cock. I was very near orgasm. It didn't happen. I realized he was flicking my clit with the tip of his tongue. Pussy juice welled up and out of me. He sucked me into his mouth, and less than two minutes later, I came for him. He slipped a finger inside me to help me along. I heard myself scream. He ate me as if I was paying him. I would have paid him if he had asked. I had a sack full of his money.

He ate me through a second orgasm and then he positioned himself to fuck my sloppy wet cunt with that magnificent cock. Here it was. His first penetration was happening. I begged him to fuck me. What a sweet assault it was. He was inside me now. I felt so full. This would satisfy my need. It was very hard and I could feel the power in him. He would own me with this cock for the time we spend together. I squeezed him hard with my Kegel muscles. I tried to be very tight for him. He fucked me very hard with long powerful strokes. I met his thrust with those of my own. I felt his cock throbbing inside me when he came.

My pussy had a mind of her own. She sucked his cum out of him and held it in a safe spot deep within me. I needed his cum. I wanted to be pregnant for him. I had my best orgasm yet as he emptied himself. I didn't scream. I think I forgot to. My whole world was this wonderful cock inside me and the forceful man that was fucking me with it. I wanted him to use and misuse me. I would make him hurt me. I would be very sore when I went back to Luke. I would be proud of my soreness. I already knew that I would seek this man out in later times. I couldn't possibly get enough of him in one night.

The ice was broken. Our first encounter was over. What an adventure. New partners always drive me mad with want, need, and pleasure. Jerry was extra special. He wanted me more than I wanted him. He had forcefully taken his pleasure with me. I hoped that I was good enough for him. I snuggled close to him while we recovered. My pussy was still tingling and the butterflies had not completely settled down. I was trying to keep from leaking onto our bed. I wasn't entirely successful.

Jerry became aware of my excess juices. He whispered to me, "Genuinely wet housewife pussy is, in fact, a valuable commodity." He rolled me to my back and stuffed his tongue in my pussy to stop the flow. He was eating his own cream pie. That excited me. I would never get that at home. I had a little one immediately. He felt that small wave of pleasure flow through me. He helped me have another one. He bathed me with his tongue and swallowed my juices until my seepage subsided.

He made his way up my body and slid his long tongue into my mouth. He helped me taste the combined fruits of our labor. The overriding taste was that of his cum, but I could distinctly taste strawberries in the mix too. I enjoyed his kiss. His tongue was longer than anything I had ever experienced before. He searched out every secret place in my mouth. I enjoyed every second of this nasty kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him tightly. I had another quivering little one. I heard him chuckle.

He rolled off me and cuddled with me. He held me as if he was making sure I wouldn't escape. The caveman in him was holding me captive. I snuggled closer to him. I knew he wanted me to enjoy being his captive. I knew I would.

He whispered, "Do you want to know a secret?" I didn't speak but I nodded my head against his shoulder. He said, "I'm one nasty motherfucker, Linda. I paid a lot of money to get you here. I plan to cum in your mouth and fuck your asshole before I allow you to leave this room."

I felt a most wonderful surge of excitement deep inside me. Jerry had no Idea what a submissive I am. Giving myself anally is the ultimate submission in my mind. Just the thought of it magnifies every sensation I feel. I wanted to submit to this wonderful man.

He paused and said, "Another thing, don't use the bottled douches you brought with you. You came to me with a pussy that tasted like strawberries in cream. I want your pussy to smell and taste like a natural pussy. That's what excites me. By tomorrow morning, I want it to smell like a well-used natural pussy. I want you to be nasty for me. We won't shower until after I butt fuck you, just before you leave. I want to be turned on by our natural odors. The true smell of sex excites me.

He was trying to shock me. I surprised him. I giggled like a little girl and whispered, "Okay."

He moved his head so he could focus on my face. I smiled for him. I said, "I will enjoy giving myself to you any way you like." I said, "You paid me to be your whore." I paused and said, "I will be your fuck toy for the length of our contract. You can be as nasty as you are pleased to be, and I will be just as nasty if that is what you want. I want to earn my money. What happens in Atlantic City stays in Atlantic City." I giggled again and said, "This is my fantasy, Jerry. I am your whore."

He whispered, "I won't hurt you."

I laughed into his armpit. "I whispered back, "I will make you hurt me." The pheromones emitted from his perspiration excited me. I buried my face in his armpit and breathed deeply. His scent made my pussy tingle even more. I could feel new and powerful arousal welling up inside me. I knew what a nasty bitch I could be too. I wanted to lick him all over.

I started with his eyes and worked my way down. I tongue bathed his whole face and the inside of his mouth. He lay quietly under me and let me do my thing. When I got to his armpit, I snuggled my face into the hair I found there and licked profusely. His body smell was concentrated there. I loved it. I was wildly excited. I couldn't be nasty like this at home.

I tried to lick his whole body. I tried to cover everything. I licked his hands and sucked his fingers. My arousal intensified. I sucked and teased his nipples. I made my way down his body to his center. I licked the drying mix of his cum and my pussy juices off his cock. His cock began to stir and acknowledge my efforts. I felt it begin to swell in my hands. I cleaned his balls with my tongue. There were interesting man scents there too. I needed him to be hard. It was starting to happen.

I had read about the prostate gland. It produces seminal fluid and I read that physical stimulation of it can enhance an erection. I knew where it was. I took his semi-hard cock in my mouth and pushed a finger into his ass to see if I could find it. I could never do this for Luke, but I had instructions to be nasty with Jerry. I had wet my finger with a little spit. He flinched when he first felt my assault, but then he relaxed immediately and allowed me to continue. I should have lubricated my finger better.

I found his gland. I massaged it as best I could. His cock began to stiffen in my mouth. I sucked it and licked it. He became harder in the next minutes. He held me in place and began to fuck my mouth. I helped him throat fuck me when he chose to do so. He groaned his appreciation of my antics. I sucked him until my jaws got tired. I mounted him and fucked him cowgirl style. He appreciated that too. I lay down on his chest and fucked him for a long time. Baby orgasms came and went for me in a line. He had learned to help me have them. I could tell that he enjoyed helping me. I was unbelievably turned on.

After a time, he became active. He rolled me over and took control. He fucked me missionary style. I held him and shared sweet wet kisses with him while his cock moved in and out of me. I purred in his ear to excite him a bit more. He was touching my G-spot. He brought me very close to an orgasm.

He twisted me around and folded me into the doggy position. I thought he was going to butt fuck me, but he didn't. He slid his cock back inside my pussy and fucked me gently. The effect on me was breathtaking. A good doggy fuck is very special to me. My head and shoulders flopped down onto the bed, and I buried my face in a pillow. A single minute later, I begged him to fuck me harder. My orgasm consumed me.