At breakfast, Jim Huff told his wife, Gail that his Lexus had suffered a serious front corner dent the day before while parked at a garage near his office. He had come home late the night before, and he hadn't had a chance to talk to her. Jim asked Gail to take the car to a body shop and get a repair estimate while he took her minivan to work.
Gail dropped her kids off at school, took the damaged car to a nearby body shop, and waited for an estimate. The man who did the estimate was also the owner, a forty-ish, dark-haired man named Frank. Frank was very polite to Gail, as he thought that the 32 year-old housewife was very pretty. She had brown eyes, high cheekbones, and a thin upturned nose. She had stylish shoulder-length dark brown hair. She was medium height and her toned, slender figure showed that she worked out. Seeing her in spandex pants and a tee shirt that covered the top third of her butt, his opinion was that her best assets were her firm ass and nice legs.
When Gail showed Jim the estimate, she was surprised that he insisted they not submit an insurance claim, for the amount was well over their deductible. Still, she made an appointment and Gail and Jim dropped off the car. This time the mechanic, a large, heavy man named Tony, also noticed the attractive woman's firm ass and sexy walk as she left.
Two days later, Gail was told that the car would be ready after 6:00 PM. When Jim came home from work, they left the kids with the neighbors and went to pick up the car.
Gail and Jim both walked into the body shop. Jim was wearing a light blue suit; Gail sported a clinging white sleeveless shirt, and tight faded designer jeans. Frank the owner said that the car was ready, but before they paid the bill, he asked both of them to step into his office. It was past closing time, and Frank locked the front door. Tony the mechanic, the only other person in the shop, also joined them in the office.
Frank addressed Jim Huff. "The police sometimes ask body shops to keep an eye out for vehicles that were involved in hit-and-run accidents. Tony remembered that it was a white Lexus that hit that woman's car the other night. I hear she was seriously hurt."
Gail recalled hearing about the accident on the news. She looked at Jim. He had an alarmed expression on his face.
Frank continued. "Tony also discovered that some of the paint chips on your bumper match the color of the car that the injured woman was driving."
Jim cleared his throat. "I'm sure that it's just a coincidence."
Frank replied, "All the same we should report this to the police, don't you think, Jim?"
Jim sat silently for a minute. "Please don't do that."
Gail became very angry. Her husband had caused a hit-and-run accident. He had lied to her. Instead of working late, he had been drinking again. This wasn't the first time. He had two DUI convictions in the past. They were a long time ago, and they had managed to keep the incidents a secret from most people, including their children. He had promised that he wouldn't drink and drive again. He had narrowly escaped going to jail. This time he wouldn't be so lucky. She sat glaring at Jim with a silent rage building.
Frank continued. "Well, Tony and I are compassionate men. We don't want to see your personal lives be destroyed and you be sent to jail. But let's get to the point, we expect some compensation for helping to cover this up."
Jim asked, "How much do you want?"
Frank replied, "We want ten grand each"
Gail broke in. "Twenty thousand? We don't have twenty thousand dollars. There's no way we could raise that."
Jim said, "We can pay ten thousand, maybe."
Frank and Tony grinned at each other. "Then we'll take two things, Jim. We want the ten grand, and we want your wife for the evening."
Gail felt her skin crawl and her nipples get hard. "Me? Oh, no."
Frank said, "That's it, that's the deal, final."
Jim sat silent, glancing at his angry wife. Gail blurted, "I can't believe you're even considering it. You want me to have sex with these men to keep your drunken butt out of jail?"
"Honey, I don't want to, but I don't know what to do." Jim was desperate to stay out of jail and keep his job, but had never before dreamed of whoring his wife. Strangely, he felt a tingling in his groin and the stiffening of his cock.
Gail looked at the two pigs leering at her, but her anger was still directed at her husband. After a long silence, she said to the men, "Is that what you really want? Are you planning to just do me right here on the desk in front of my husband?"
Tony chuckled, "Yeah, actually, that's pretty close."
Gail's face was red with rage, fear and embarrassment. She exhaled, stood up, grabbed the bottom of her shirt, and quickly pulled it off. Standing in her small white lacy bra, she looked at the two grinning men. She looked at her husband, who sat in silence. "Just remember that you did this to me!"
Gail's hands were shaking, but with quick angry motions she reached back and unhooked her bra, and pulled it completely off. She stood with her hands on her hips, threw her shoulders back, and stuck her chest out. The three men all stared at Gail's naked tits. They were not large, but they pointed straight ahead, and her stiff pink nipples stuck way out.