Collateral Security

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. The story may not conform to our reality. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my stories.

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Collateral Security

I met Steven at a campus party about a year ago. For him, it was love at first sight. For me it took a bit longer. He proceeded to romance me until about two months ago, he proposed and I accepted. My mother is thrilled. She started planning the wedding, and has already spent more on preparations than I would have budgeted for the wedding and the honeymoon. There is no obstacle she cannot surmount with my father's money. My father on the other hand sat me down and asked me to seriously think about this. Steven seems to have the hair on the back of his neck seriously disturbed.

When I moved in with Wayne three years ago, my father just shrugged and told me to have fun. When that broke up and I later moved in with Adrian, he said "OK, I like Adrian, he is a nice guy." When I broke up with Adrian he shrugged. When I moved in with Steven three months ago, he asked me why Steven? Was I sure Steven was the right guy? Has he explained how he can afford the fancy stuff he has?

Being a stubborn bitch (Wayne's words) I said I had it all under control. But I did start wondering a bit about Steven. I accepted his proposal, but underneath, I wondered if dad was right about him. He works for a Volvo dealership. I see his take home pay, and I wonder at times how he has so much cash. He always has an excuse. Won at poker. Sold some shares on the stock market (though I have never seen any evidence of a brokerage account.) A gift from an aunt. Always credible, but as time is going on, his 'luck' seems to be a bit unreasonable.

Wednesday Steven comes home from work. "Jane, we are going out on Friday night, get yourself a new dress, something short and sexy. Something that perks your breasts up. I really want to show you off, and I want every guy at the party to be jealous of me."

"Great, what's the party?"

"It is a party by a guy I've done some business with, and he invited us. He said he wanted to meet you."

"Someone I know?"

"No, someone I have done some work for."

So, I assume it is someone from the Volvo Dealership, though Steven is in purchasing. But he could have sourced some hard-to-find parts or something for a customer.

Steven digs out $500 cash and gives it to me. "Remember, I want you to be seducing every male with in miles."

My friend Laura and go shopping on Thursday and I choose a sexy bra to hold up my 36D's and a tight white shirt with a short tartan skirt. It is short enough that if I bend over, they will see my panties so we spend an hour debating panties and I select a lacy panty that is almost see through. Then she persuades me to get waxed, just in case, we don't want stray hairs disturbing the scenery.

Steven loves the combo. Though he unbuttons two more buttons than I would have. That exposes the edges of the bra. He has me bend over to ensure that someone sitting in front of me will get a nice view of my breasts. He would have asked me to go without a bra, but I have quashed that desire several times. Comfort decrees that I wear a bra. I need the support. I am not one of those lucky girls who can burn her bra.

Friday comes and we drive into a wealthy district. The houses are all huge and occupy lots as big as the blocks in our district. There are probably 20 cars parked out front, so we park and walk back to the house.

My first shock is the two guys at the door are armed. I am not fond of guns or gun culture. It makes me nervous. However, once inside we are met by a young man who greets Steven and is introduced to me as Mark. He takes us to the den where we are introduced to an older man.

"Steven, glad you could make it. Is this your fiancé?"

"Yes, this is Jane. Jane this is Mr. Amato, he is the man I have done some business with."

He stands and shakes my hand. "Jane, you are a sight for sore eyes. I hope we will be seeing more of you here at my humble abode."

"Thank you, sir, it is a very nice home."

"Nothing compared to what I had back in the old country."

"And where is that?"

"Sicily, my dear, Sicily."

After that Mark escorts us back to the main room, and I realize that Mark is carrying a gun. Just a bit more discretely. We are given a tour of the main rooms, and in the basement, there is a large games room, with several couches.

"Jane, I suggest you make yourself comfortable. I am afraid I need to take Steven to discuss some business." With that I am left in the games room. I do not know anyone. I wander about looking at the things in the room, then find a place on a couch.

"Hi, you look lost. My name is Maria." She is tall dark hair and dressed in an evening dress that would be suitable for the red carpet. I feel a bit under dressed beside her. She sits down next to me.

"Hi, I am Jane. I don't know anyone here, my fiancé is upstairs talking to Mark."

"Oh, I doubt that, they are probably already off on the job they are doing tonight."

"Oh, Steven did not mention any job."

"Ah, Steven, the new driver." She looks at me again differently. "So, you are his security collateral."

"What?"

She looks at me. I must look really confused. "When a new guy is brought onto a crew the boss wants them to leave someone at the party who the new guy will want to come back for. That is an assurance that they won't skip with the money."

"I don't understand, Steven is a purchasing agent for the Volvo Dealership. He is not a driver."

"Oh sweety, that is just his day job. Here he is a driver. A well-paid driver."

"I still don't understand."

"You can ask him about it when they get back. I shouldn't be the one to tell you." Then she stands up and turns to leave, then turns back. "Come I will introduce you to one of the other crew member's girls."

I get up and we walk over to a mid-sized thin blonde who really looks like she is not having a good night. "Gwen, this is Jane. She is like you; her guy is new to the crew as well. You two can keep each other company till they get back." Then she turns around and leaves. I watch her leave then realize there is another guy with a gun at the base of the stairs.

Gwen looks at me. "I tried to leave a few minutes ago. That guy at the bottom of the stairs told me I had to stay here till the guys come to get us."

"Do you know what is going on?"

"Not a clue, my husband said it was a party for a friend. We were introduced to an old guy upstairs then shown around and I was dumped here. Now I cannot even go to find him. If I had my choice, I would call an uber and go home. I really don't like this place. I don't know what David has gotten into, but I don't like it, not one bit."

"My fiancé said it was someone he did some work for. Now I hear he is a driver for a crew. This does not feel legal to me."

"Me either."

At this point a guy comes down the stairs, sees us and heads over. "Ladies, can I get you anything? There is a full bar here, and I have a supply of E or coke if you want."

I look at Gwen. "Nothing for me, any idea how long the guys are going to be?"

He looks at his watch. "They should be there by now, an hour to do the job and a half hour back, so another hour and a half?"

"Maybe another glass of white wine?"

Gwen looks at him. "Same for me."

He heads over to a bar setup and gets a bottle of white wine out of a fridge and pours two glasses. He brings them back. "If you want anything else, ask Eddy to call me. I am Ricardo."

"Thank you, Ricardo and who is Eddy."

"The gentleman at the bottom of the stairs." He then turns and goes over to the other two women in the room. One asks for something and he pulls a baggie out of his pocket and lets her take several largish pills. The other woman waves him off. He heads up the stairs.

Gwen and I take a seat on one of the couches.

The woman with the pills takes one. Then they walk over to us. The other one says "Hi I am Lorna and this is Heather. I assume your men are part of the crew as well."

Gwen responds "I am Gwen and this is Jane. Do you know what is going on?"

"Your first time?"

"Yes, and it really feels off."

"Well, if they do their jobs right it should be smooth. Then they will get back and we can go home."

Heather holds out a handful of pills. "Have an Ecstasy. It really helps to cut the tension. If they screw up, things will get rough for us."

I choke a bit. "Rough for us? What do you mean rough for us?"

"I don't want to scare you, just we won't like it. My Teddy, on his third job, they screwed up and we were as the old man said 'paying interest' until they got things straightened out. They were about four hours late. Worst four hours of my life. Teddy swore he would never make a mistake again."

"You don't sound like you want to be here."

"Teddy has done two jobs since then, but I keep telling him he needs to get out, go straight. Both jobs worked out, so he has his confidence back. I am seriously considering divorce."

"So, what are they doing?"

"No idea, Teddy says it is better if I don't know."

At this point, dad's questions about Steven have come into focus. I am beginning to think this wedding may be off. Mom will be pissed, but will probably understand. Dad will be happy.

Heather turns on a TV and we all sit and watch TV. Not that I can pay enough attention to know what is going on, it is some sort of murder mystery, we missed the first part so there are several holes in the story.

Ricardo comes down, along with three other guys. "Ladies, there seems to be a bit of a delay. Mr. Amato would like you in his office."

We all troop upstairs to his office. Mr. Amato and Mark are waiting for us. There are two more standing, one each side of the door.

"It seems ladies that your men have been unable to follow the instructions they were given." Heather starts to cry. "I want each of you to remove your panties and give them to me. Then you are to go back downstairs and do exactly what you are told." Heather collapses to the floor. I look around and make an assessment. The old man is the only male in the room not carrying a gun. I hike up my skirt and pull my panties down. The guys behind me get a good view of my pussy.

One of the door guys goes over to Heather, hikes up her skirt and pulls off her panties. She curls up crying. Mr. Amato tells us to pick her up and carry her downstairs. Gwen and I pick her up and we all make our way back downstairs.

Ricardo lines us up and hands each one of us a couple of the ecstasy pills. "OK, swallow these."

I ask, "Can I get a glass of water?"

Ricardo nods to one of the guys who goes to the bar and gets a tray with four water glasses for us. Ricardo goes from one to the next and watches as the pills are swallowed. I thank my brother for forcing me to learn magic tricks as a kid and I palm my two pills while appearing to swallow them.

The men leave with Eddy remaining. Eddy has a huge smile on his face.

As I sit down, I put the two palmed pills into a little cell phone pocket in the skirt.

About a half hour later Ricardo and one of the other guys come into the room. They order Lorna to her feet. She sways, clearly stoned. They strip her, piling her clothes on the pool table. Next Heather, then me and finally Gwen. I make a point of pretending to be just as stoned as the other girls. I worry about the pills falling out of my skirt pocket.

There are four couches, we are each moved to our own couch. Then Ricardo pulls out a cell phone, and calls someone. "They are all cooked. You can send down the winners."

Three guys come pounding down the stairs and Eddy joins them. The four are sent to a couch each. They strip. I get Eddy. That seems like a good draw for me, as he is the smallest of them. Eddy spreads my legs, I hear Heather saying "No, No, please not this." Gwen shrieks. Lorna and I are quiet. I cannot see how protesting or fighting it will change everything.

When I said Eddy was smaller, I was thinking of height and weight. His cock on the other hand seemed to be somewhat disproportionate. I had hoped for someone small, Steven is about 6 inches, sort of average. Eddy on the other hand looks to be about 8 inches, and fat. I am dry, this is really not turning me on, and Eddy ramming his big fat dick inside me hurts. I push him back. "Stop. Get some lube you ape."

Eddy leans back. "You don't sound like you are stoned. What did you do? Spit them out as soon as Ricardo turned his back."

Ricardo comes over. "You heard her, get some lube." Eddy jumps up and runs over to a cupboard and searches for lube. "You would probably have been better off getting stoned. I have more if you want, otherwise you can fuck everyone fully aware of what is going on."

"I'll stay sober if you don't mind."

Ricardo smiles. "I think I will have you next. I like it when a girl knows what is happening to her."

I look around while waiting for Eddy. Gwen and Heather are getting pounded, and resisting to what extent they can. It is getting them slapped. Lorna sounds like she is enjoying it. I figure Lorna is getting the better deal so decide I may as well enjoy it. And Eddy is big, that should be fun.

Eddy arrives back with the lube.

I stand up. "OK, Eddy this is they way it is going down, you get on your back on the couch then I will lube us up, and then I will ride you."

Eddy grins even wider than before. "Yes Mam."

I look at Ricardo. "Just how long will this last?"

"Till the guys get back with the loot, or until the house security crew are exhausted. Mr. Amato and Mark will be down in a while for their shares."

I grab the lube, and lube Eddy up, and lube me up. Then I mount him. I am slow because he is stretching me. It takes me several minutes to get him all the way in. I am a bit surprised that my pussy holds all of him. Then after a bit I start lifting and dropping. Eddy grabs my breasts. I have a fair bit of sag without a bra, but he lifts my breasts up and mauls them.

After a bit, I hear Lorna cum. She gets really loud and swears a blue streak. Heather is just crying and Gwen has gone silent.

Eddy cums and blows his load inside me. I keep pounding for a bit but he rapidly goes soft. I had been hoping he would last till I came. I stand up and let his cum run down my legs.

Ricardo comes up behind me. "OK Eddy, you've had your fun, now back on duty." He then pushes me over. "Doggy." I assume the position. I feel him enter me, but after Eddy I am loose. Ricardo swears at Eddy and his big cock. But he still pumps away. Doggy allows me to reach back and rub my clit. I am able to cum, squeezing out a bunch of Eddy's cum, and clamping down on Ricardo.

"Damn woman, that feels better." Ricardo is now feeling more pressure. I am not tight for him, I never will be, but at least we can feel each other now. My breasts are swinging back and forth from the pounding, but Ricardo manages to catch one to squeeze. It takes Ricardo a few more minutes before he cums. There is no blast like I got from Eddy, just a warmth that spreads. He pulls out and the guys get dressed. "There are towels in the bathroom, and a shower if you think you need it. Clean up before Mr. Amato gets down here." He and the other guys head upstairs while Eddy just stands there with a stupid grin.

I am sober so I grab the first shower. Lorna joins me before I am finished. I get out and Gwen is waiting. I dry off then go out and gather up Heather. I help her in. Lorna is drying off and Gwen is in the shower. I help Heather in with her and she takes on the task of washing Heather while I hold Heather up in the shower.

The three of us get out and we dry off Heather then ourselves. I help Heather back to her couch. I figure there is no point getting dressed. The next round of guys should be here soon.

After a few minutes I hear someone coming down the steps. It is Mr. Amato, followed by Mark. "Sorry about this, ladies, but your men need to understand there are consequences for failure. Unfortunately for you, you are suffering the consequences." He walks past each of us, stopping to fondle our breasts. As he passes me "I understand you did not take the offered ecstasy. Was it the right choice for you?"

"Yes, I like to be a participant when I have sex."

"I understand, I agree with you. I never felt satisfied if I had sex while stoned." He continues and then returns to Lorna's couch. I can understand why she is his choice. Her breasts are bigger than mine, and have more structure, only limited sag. He undoes his pants, pulls out his cock, takes Lorna's head and shoves it down into his crotch. We watch as she sucks him off while he fondles her breasts.

Mark chooses me, pushes me onto my back and drops his pants. He is a bit smaller than Jeremy, but more than adequate for the task at hand. He swings me around, kneels between my legs, and thrusts his cock into me. He is rough, imparting more punishment than pleasure. He slaps my breasts and calls me a dirty whore. He pulls out and cums on my face.

Then he does his pants up and rises. "I have heard from your men, they should be here soon, but I want them to see you getting fucked so there will be another round from the house crew. Your men need an incentive to do better." Mr. Amato has finished with Lorna and done up his pants. Mark helps him up and they head upstairs. I wipe my face off on the couch. Cleanup is not my problem. I make sure Ricardo's cum drains out between two cushions so the cleaner will have a harder task.

Eddy has a huge grin. Ricardo and two others come downstairs. Eddy jumps up and rushes over to Gwen. Ricardo chooses Lorna, and I get guy I have not seen before. "Sorry about this, my wife does not approve, though she understands that the crew needs to be punished." He slowly gets undressed. "I understand from Ricardo that you rejected the drugs."

"Yeah, I don't like the way I feel when I get high."

"I don't either. It reminds me of my brother. He died of an overdose about five years ago. Do you have a preferred position?"

I get up and assume the position.

"Ah, I like doggy too." He is gentle, much nicer than Eddy or Ricardo, much better than Mark. He takes it slow and he rubs my clit. "My wife says I need to do things right."

"Thanks, I appreciate it." Then he enters me.

The guys come down the stairs and line up to watch us getting fucked. Some of them try to look away, but Eddy makes sure they are paying attention. He yells at them and tells them how lucky they are that Mr. Amato was kind enough to only have their wives fucked by the nice guys at the house. He could have called in some of the bone crushers who would have really messed up their women. I don't feel lucky. Mark is probably one of the bone crushers.

I cum about then, quickly followed by the guy fucking me. He gets dressed and heads upstairs. Eddy tells me to get dressed.

When everyone is dressed, they walked us to the front door. Heather's husband has to carry most of her weight. Steven and I walk to the car in silence. When we get into the car Seven starts "I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen."

"Shut up Steven." I slowly pull off the engagement ring. I put it in the cup holder next to the driver seat. "When we get home you will help me pack. Then you will drive me to my parents' house. My mother will be upset, she has put a lot of work into the wedding preparations. You will need to find another bride for your next 'job' for Mr. Amato."