This story is mostly true names ave been altered to protect the guilty.
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Occasionally as part of my job I run check reports on the credit managers of the leasing company for whom I work. As well as large scale presentation equipment we have several thousand domestic accounts whilst scanning the escalating debt levels an address near the football ground at which I train on a Friday jumped off the page, whist the debt was nothing exceptional, a few hundred pounds, the area is over 50 miles away well outside our core area, it seemed crazy to pass it on to the debt collectors so I rang the customer and arranged to call before training to see if the payment problems could be resolved.
I called round to a small but neat terraced house at around 7.30 Pete the customer answered the door and showed me through to a slightly scruffy living room, he had was a labourer he explained and had been on short time for a few weeks hence the arrears but there was some money he could give me in the kitchen. At the end of a dark passageway a bright light flickered through a plastic curtain, on entering the room I saw a large woman sat in the centre wearing only bra and panties watching a soap she looked up and stared at me blankly.
`Ignore Jan she`s just a lazy old tart` Pete said as he started rummaging in a wall cupboard.
This was far from easy the woman had possibly the largest breasts I had ever seen, she was well into her fifties, overweight with lank grey hair. Tufts of hair were visible under her arms and around the edges of her knickers, she smelt of sweat and stale cooking fat (but that may have been the room). For some inexplicable reason my penis was reacting, I moved to the centre on the room to see what Pete was doing and exclude her from my line of sight before it got embarrassing this meant we were virtually back to back.
Pete had obviously not got as much cash in the cupboard as expected and was now rooting around in drawers looking for more while I stood in the centre of the room like a spare part trying to gather my thoughts and quell my erection when suddenly I felt a hand on my crotch not grabbing or caressing but pressing almost pushing me over I looked down to see Jans yellowing teeth grinning at me while her eyes laughed at the colour rising in my face.
`Have you had any fucking money out of here` snapped her husband `Oh here we
He`d obviously found the money and turned back towards us, as if perfectly synchronised her hand moved off me and her pose watching tv was resumed as if nothing had happened. I quickly buried a hand in my jacket pocket and pulled it closed hiding the biggest erection I`d had in months.
`Eighty quid that’s all I`ve got` Pete held up a bunch of tatty notes
I reached out and took the cash,
“This is a start but what about the rest”
“I get paid on a Thursday if you come round next week I`ll give you some more”