*Special thanks to sweet_mahogany for the great editing.
I overheard the pharmacist talking to the young Indian couple in front of me as I was admiring the young woman's ass. I had already had the pleasure of admiring her front while waiting in the doctors lobby next door. Although petite, she had a nice set of thighs. They were visiting the other doctor and not mine so we finished up at almost the same time. The Pharmacist was asking detailed questions -- so I knew she was twenty five (could easily pass for 19), and was just over three months pregnant. It was her first pregnancy, her English was not so good, and her husband did most of the talking. I also knew they had no medical insurance and currently there was going to be about $175-$200 per month in a supplement payments to cover medical expenses. The woman had no job and her hubby seemed concerned on cash flow, since he asked a lot of questions; knowing it was only to cost more and more up to and after the birth of their child.
She had a great smile and was full of life, nice soft long hair and about 5'2" petite, she was right in my zone being the type of woman that turns me on. When they turned I congratulated them and then went on to place my order with the pharmacist. I watched them pass by the front window to go to the bus stop and the wheels began turning. I grabbed my order and ran out to say hello again as I speculated my next move.
After I said hello and asked if they would take a few minutes to talk to me. They agreed and we went back into a small lobby of the office complex. I told them, "I know this may sound strange, but I feel we can help each other. I know preparing for a birth of a child and then care for the child beyond birth can be expensive." I witnessed the young man calculating the costs of many orders to come and in which he would dole out cash. I asked "Please listen closely and please don't be offended by my offer". I stated that I'm an amateur photographer and I would like to be their friend. I explained that I wanted to be able to take pictures of the wife as she goes through her stages of pregnancy and in return I would pay them $200 cash per session. I told them I have a thing for pregnant women that I found very beautiful and that I would love to be able to capture the curves of her body as she progressed. I was very tempted to state what I ultimately wanted but felt it safer to not expand on my fantasy.
They spoke in their native language, discussing the proposal back and forth; not looking too open to the agreement and quite concerned to be having this conversation. The husband asked me a few questions such as would this be at their house, then he asked, "Are you wanting sex with my wife?" Now it was my turn to pause..., I had already assessed that I felt confident if this guy got aggressive I could take him being that he was about twenty five years old as well, and just a bit bigger than his wife, while I was 50, 6'2", 200 lbs. I looked around and knew no one else was within the vicinity so I answered with a question. I told him that I was a mature 50 yr old man, with a wife and kids, I wrote erotica, and I shoot photography. I told them I was a creative person and I had needs outside of my relationship with my wife. I was rapidly thinking on my feet of how to put this together. I said if I was looking for that...would you be open to the possibility to make an extra ...say $400 or more per month for the long term?
With this new offer on the table they began going back and forth again. I was intrigued because the husband didn't appear to be pissed in the least. As they deliberated, I took out my wallet and fished out a $100 dollar bill and two fifty dollar bills and said "it's this simple and easy. I come to your house for one afternoon every 2 weeks, and you get this I said waving the cash" and I get to have a relaxing few hours with your wife." They both zeroed in on the cash in my hand. I said we could start as early as tomorrow or the next day if they were comfortable with my terms.
They went back and forth again and again I became intrigued because the wife didn't seem pissed about the arrangement at all and they were actually considering it. The husband asked if he could be present during our sessions, I replied "you could be nearby, but not in the same room". He then asked if I would wear condoms, I said "yes for intercourse but not for oral". At this point my cock was rock fucking hard. It had already had a semi since I was looking at her in line, but now -- WHOA boy. He said they live nearby and that they could really use the money and that I seemed to be an alright guy. He then asked could we start this afternoon as a trial run. I didn't respond and instead asked about their living arrangements and he stated that they had one roommate that would arrive home at 7PM and out of the house by 7AM. I finally answered his question about starting today. I said that I couldn't tonight and had to get home, but agreed to meet tomorrow. They seemed a little disappointed so I inquired as to why. It took a little while for me to get a straight answer, but the bottom line was they could really use the money and feared that I wouldn't show up the following day. I said I would drive them home and we could exchange phone numbers. I explained that I was really serious about our arrangement. I asked if they had any sexual disease or risks of any kind. The husband assured me the wife was a virgin when they met "blood on first thrust he said" and he had no interest in others. As we drove -- literally 5 minutes he informed me about the buzzer and apartment numbers, etc. I handed him my cell for him to input his number# and he put my number into his phone. He said he typically worked Thursday through to Monday from 8-6PM, but he gotten today off for the appointment and tomorrow would work for them but in the future Tuesdays or Wednesdays would work best for our agreement. He didn't have much of a personality, and I found it odd that they were kind of matter of fact about this situation. I could tell they were still hesitant and a bit disappointed. I promised I would be here at 2PM tomorrow afternoon. It took some practice but I was able to clearly pronounce the wife's name Shriya easy enough. The husband's name, not so much and we agreed to make it Prath for my sake. Gary seemed to be easy enough for them. They lived in a typical apartment building and although not the best part of town, I was not uncomfortable in the least. Prath seemed to be all business; making sure I seemed to be an okay guy. Looking into the rear view mirror I watched the beautiful Shriya, she seemed to be out of shock and more nervous, with just a hint of intrigue.
As we were sitting in the parking lot making final arrangements, I asked. "Why are you trusting me and have you ever done anything like this before?" Prath answered that no, they had not and that he had considered having Shriya work in a massage parlour. I asked, "do you know exactly what goes on in those places?" He said he did. I said, "if we continue to do this with the proposed arrangement, will it be enough extra income that she would not have to go to work in a massage parlour?" He said they had already talked about that earlier and it was not a favourable option for them. Actually it was the worst case scenario for them. I shook his hand and told them I was happy to hear that, I would have been concerned if they continued with the massage parlour. Shriya had gotten out the back seat and was shyly standing on the opposite side of my vehicle waiting for her husband to go inside. She had a sparkle of nervousness, relief, intrigue and a knowledge that she was going to experience new sexual things soon. It was a major turn on. I took out a fifty dollar bill from my pocket since I had not put the bills back into my wallet and was tempted to rip it in half, yet I gave them the whole bill -- restating "I WILL BE here tomorrow at 2PM."
WOW, talk about a restless night. Luckily I had some work to do to help me partially divert my focus for a little while. I had to help with birthday party invites for my daughter's upcoming party, so I got to jump into some mainstream family stuff as well. I didn't sleep much, but stayed in bed as usual to be rested at some level. I work for myself from home and have total flexibility in my schedule -- so that part of my day was easy, because there was no way I was getting any more than 50% of my brain into any particular idea or project.
Finally, it got close enough for me to get ready, take another shower, and make the 30 minute trip. Of course as always I was quite early and just drove around the area to get accustomed to it. I rolled into the guest lot at 1:50PM, Prath buzzed me up over the intercom. I kept taking deep breaths all the way to the 5th floor and then down the hall to apartment #515.
Prath let me in and looked exactly the same, same basic expression, same clothes. Their apartment was fairly nice, basic as I had thought and I felt comfortable in the surroundings. I took my shoes off and commented on the nice place, I then handed him the remaining $150. He then said Shri was waiting in their bedroom for me.
I said, "Do we need to talk about anything before hand" and he simply said they agreed to my terms and she knew what to do.
