I arrived home and my wife in a state of panic. She was frantically explaining to me that she had made a big mistake and needed my help. She described that she had been cheating the system for the past two years in her import business from China. Basically she had used phony documents to bring in items through customs at a substantially lower cost. Now, her part-time employee (off the books) had stumbled onto her scam and brought it to her attention. She had contacted an attorney and we faced substantial fines and jail time if the authorities found out. Wait did she say we? Well my name was on the company as well and yes she did.
My first thought was what did Marcus (her employee) want? I mean he was basically just a nice unassuming 22-year old kid helping her out for 20 hours a week trying to learn about business. He was always courteous and respectful. I figured he wasn't looking to get us in trouble. Well, that's when my wife kind of filled in a few blanks. First, she said that Marcus was extremely bright and street smart. Second, he had told her he would be by later tonight after the kids went to bed to talk about "our options." And third, he constantly hit on her all the time. She took it is joking around at the time, but he told her tonight to make sure she was wearing a sexy outfit he described in detail when he arrived.
It was now 7:15 and I needed a drink as did my wife. The kids would be in bed by nine and Marcus would arrive about ten. I poured us each a glass of wine and we went about homework and such with the kids as I tried to stay calm and think. I didn't know what to think as I got the kids to bed. My wife went upstairs to get ready for our meeting with Marcus.
My name is Randy, a married 43 year-old white man who is remarkably average. Not tall, not short. A bit stocky and not overly muscular, I work as a paper pusher for an electronics company in the city. I live about 45 minutes outside the city with my wife, son and daughter. My wife Jenna, is the daughter of Chinese immigrants who moved here when she was 16 years old. She is now 42-years old, about 5' 2" tall and about 120 lbs. She is carrying about 15 lbs more than when we married with a little flab around the belly. But her ass is still sexy and she is still pretty at her age. When I met her, she wore heels all the time which would show her shapely legs, but for the last 8 to 10 years she has become quite conservative and rarely shows off much of her assets. We have a 10 year old daughter and a seven year old son and have been married 12 years.
It was about 9:45 when Jenna came down the stairs. I couldn't believe my eyes. It looked like I had gotten into a time machine and gone back to when we were dating. She was wearing a short black dress that stopped mid thigh and was cut low, showing off her perky B Cup breasts. It clung to her body since it was so tight. She hadn't worn that since before we had married. You could see the small protrusion of her belly as she came down the steps. She also had on 4-inch heels that really showed that although her ankles were a bit stocky, her legs still had a sexy shape. Her hair was down straight instead of her normal pony tail or up with a chopstick, and her makeup was on thick. She looked like a complete slut. As she went past me I could see how the material clung to her shapely meaty ass. Wow she looked great. I had an instant hard on.
I asked Jenna for an explanation of the outfit and what the hell was actually going on. She told me that Marcus had told her that he noticed some problems with the paperwork he was filing in comparison to what was received. Of course that wasn't his job, but he was a conscientious guy. After going through past shipments he realized it was a scam and he said he made copies of "everything". She explained to him that she didn't have much money as she just did what she did to survive and she wasn't loaded with cash. He laughed and told her that she now worked for him and that he would be by to discuss details. He also told her since she didn't have money, she would need to impress him with other "assets" and told her to be dressed in a slutty dress with no panties or bra when he arrived. He then told her he knew exactly how much trouble she (and me) were in and that with no real money to fight, we were going to prison for at least 5 years and all our assets would be forfeited. She confirmed this with an attorney and therefore had complied with his dress requirements.
She then told me that she expected him to demand sex from her tonight. No shit I thought to myself. Then she explained that she didn't see any other choice. I told her that we couldn't just let him own us. Maybe we should try and deny it, that it was a onetime deal and call his bluff. But Jenna said she had given him too much access to her computer server and that he had too many details. He had us cold. I told her that maybe we could turn it around on him or that maybe he wouldn't go through with it. We were never bad, mean or nasty to him. We almost treated him like family. I could see on Jenna's face that something was wrong. She said that Marcus had a chip on his shoulder and was not to be messed with. Apparently, as a black kid he had some early issues with not so nice whites and Asians and she believed our treatment of him would not help. Plus she reiterated our earlier conversation that he was a very horny kid that hit on her all the time. He was going to cash in if he could, she reasoned.
Jenna is a very self assured and confident woman. She is ruthless and strong so I was surprised to see her raise the white flag so easy. I told her that she was thinking worst case and that we could likely salvage a workable situation. Otherwise, we are looking at being the sex slave of a 22 year old black kid with a racial ax to grind. God knows what other ramifications would hang over us forever? Then Jenna finally got around to what was scaring her. Her contact at customs was connected and that if he found out he was compromised, god only knows what might happen to all of us and our families, including Marcus. Even I couldn't suggest we pin in all on Marcus and let him take the heat. Jenna thinking ahead told me that they wouldn't stop at Marcus and that we would be in trouble no matter what. Based on this fear, Jenna seemed willing to do whatever Marcus wanted to keep him quiet.
Just before ten there was a knock at the door. I went over and answered the door and let him in. I held out my hand but he just laughed and walked right by me. I had only met Marcus a few times. He had never intimidated me before, but maybe because I knew he really owned us I felt like a little boy compared to him. He was a muscular 6' 3" and about 205 pound specimen with a shaved head that was well groomed and sharply dressed. This imposing young man walked straight over to Jenna and kissed her flush on the lips and grabbed her ass like he owned it (which he did.)
"Hey Randy" he told to me. "Get me something to drink while I let you guys know how things are going to be."
I went to get him a beer as he grabbed Jenna's hand and brought her over to the couch and had he sit next to him. I brought the drink to him and he pointed towards the chair. I walked over and sat and faced him and my wife.
"OK look" he said. "You guys are in deep trouble and I hold the key to your futures. You will both go to jail for a long time and lose everything that you have worked for. Those are the facts."
He was right. And all three of us knew it.
He continued. "So what I say will be done without question. To prove that, Jenna unzip my pants and give me a blow job while I lay out what I plan to do."
I started to protest but Jenna shushed me and unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. His cock was impressive as it was both longer and thicker than my own. I have measured mine to 7" but not overly thick. He was uncircumcised and probably 8.5" inches long and thick. Jenna started licking his shaft and then started slowly sucking on his prick, eventually getting about ½ in while jerking the bottom of the shaft with her hand.
"Very good," he said proudly. "Now I have no interest in watching you guys go to prison or losing all your money. In fact, all I want is some assistance in going into my own business. You guys will be my part time labor force. Kind of a role reversal you could say."
Jenna was slurping away trying to get him off. I would have come already but I could tell Marcus had more staying power than me.
Marcus then gave my wife a few tips. "Now Jenna, no cheating here. I want you to swallow my entire cock. None of this top blow job and mostly hand. You suck me down to the shaft like a good slut."
Jenna, removed her hand and started slowly working as much of his cock as she could. She didn't say a word. If I had said anything like that to her it would have started a huge fight. Marcus continued. "Jenna will kind of be my personal assistant. On call whenever I need her array of talents."
Jenna was too busy working on his dick to react but it sounded like she was his on call prostitute. But before we could let our minds wander he filled us in.
"Well actually," he stated with authority, "Jenna will become like a girlfriend. My date on Friday and Saturday night if I wish. My piece of ass whenever I need it. She can stay married to you, but I am a priority and Randy is my bitch. I really don't know what to do with you, but humiliating you will do."
Well my wife was sucking on his cock while he spoke, so that was pretty apparent. So he wanted to fuck my wife. GREAT! Well not great but basically what Jenna anticipated. Jenna stopped to say something but Marcus grabbed her head and pushed it down sternly.
"Make no mistake. I am in charge!" He said as he manhandled the back of her head.
He continued. "I no longer work for you. From this moment on you do as I say and don't stop till your assignment is completed. My blow job ain't finished."
My confident and strong wife who would never allow being talked to so sternly from anyone, started sucking like a bitch in heat. I couldn't tell if she was reacting to his dominant demeanor or the fear of what he could do. But at that moment she appeared to be turned on as opposed to doing a rational act to stay out of jail. Through all our dating and marriage she never seemed like a horny slut. She did now.
"That's it girl", he snickered. "Looks like she understands."
Jenna was moving at an insane pace, bobbing up and down like a woman possessed. He tensed up and it was apparent he was about to cum. He started to spew and filled Jenna's mouth with his semen. He didn't even have to tell her; she swallowed his entire load. With me she always ran to the bathroom and spit it out. I was starting to wonder if I could have been more demanding with my wife. If only I had been more forceful, maybe I would have had this sexual dynamo.
Marcus looked into my wife's eyes and asked, "OK. Now that your task is done, what was it that you wanted to say?"
Jenna was lost initially and stuttered until she remembered what she wanted to say.
"Girlfriend Marcus?" She questioned. "Wouldn't you be better served with a woman your age? I have a husband. I'm old and ugly. Isn't there something better you could ask for?"
He was not deterred at all. He was cool and calm and determined.
"Listen Jenna. You're a sexy Milf. I always liked your ass and now it's mine. I always felt like you thought you were above me like the Mom of this Chinese girl I dated for a short time. They were too good for me, but now I can teach some proper manners," he said.
I countered quickly, "Listen Marcus. We had nothing to do with that. We treated you with respect."
Marcus would have none of it.
