Fiona's first month payslip dropped through the door on the last day of the month and I opened it for her before she left for work.
"Shit, look at your pay now," I said handing her the slip. She didn't seem quite so as enthusiastic as me though and that was probably due to the fact that it was her that had to sleep with all these men
I knew how many deals she'd closed that month but what I didn't know was the value of each until now, she'd made over twelve grand in bonus for taking six strangers cocks during the month.
But not only was Fiona's payslip through the door there was another envelope addressed to me which I opened and there was my rewards for loaning out my whore, a crisp cheque for six grand, "If you carry on like this whore you will make me a very rich man, making you my whore was the best thing I ever did," I said to her pulling her in for a wet kiss.
We had to break off from our kiss as Alan came downstairs and in to the kitchen, he didn't even acknowledge Fiona as he made his tea and went in to watch the TV.
With him out the way I pulled her back close and said, "I tell you now whore he's getting booted out soon, I want you to myself so I'm telling you he's gone soon."
"I can't throw him out he's still Alice's dad," she protested.
"She's never fucking here anyway, believe me he's gone soon," I said and left it at that.
We travelled to her work in silence and as she went to get out the car I held her arm and said, "Were going out to celebrate your success at work tonight ok?"
"Yes owner," she replied and she left for work.
I picked her bang on five o clock, she'd had an easy day as all the owners were in meetings all day so all she'd done was serve walk around looking sexy as hell in an outfit bought for her by Michael Strong.
I took her straight back home and told her we'd be going out at seven for dinner and then a few drinks, her outfit was already out on her bed and she was to trim her pubes in to a thin, short strip how I liked it. I got myself ready and went downstairs to watch a match that was on whilst I could hear Fiona getting ready upstairs.
At six thirty Alan staggered through the door pissed as per usual and munching a kebab, he slumped himself down in the armchair and mumbled some incoherent rubbish before concentrating on eating his kebab. Thais posed a slight problem as Fiona and I were heading out in half an hour and I hadn't thought he'd be back until well after the game had finished at least.
As time crept closer to seven my phone bleeped and I saw that it was Fiona, she said that she coulnt come down if Alan was there so I quickly replied.
"If you don't get down here I'll start showing him the videos on my phone, now be a good whore and get your arse down here," and I sent the text. There was no way I was letting pissed up Alan stop me taking my whore out and maybe if I wanted him out the way this could be the beginning.
I eventually heard her footsteps on the stairs and waited eagerly for her to come through in the outfit I'd chosen for her.
She pushed the door open and came through, she looked stunning.
Her hair was done perfectly as was her makeup; three buttons of her white blouse were undone as instructed most of her cleavage was visible between the blouse as was the frilly corners of the half cup bra I'd left for between the deep gap between her tits. The good thing about half cup bras is that it sat just underneath her nipples so the top of her areola and nipple was pressed up against the thin white material of her blouse and were almost completely visible. The skirt id chosen for her was one of the shortest I'd made her wear, it finished not much below her arse and the tops of her white stockings were visible even as she stood there so I knew for a fact that later on when I made her sit without her legs crossed if anyone looked up her skirt they'd see that she was wearing the thinnest knickers available.
Alan looked up and took a while to get his focus then he did what he always did and abused her, "You looks slike a fushkin shalg," he slurred ,"A fat fucshking shlagg," he spat at her.
Fiona nodded towards the door urging me to leave so she didn't have to listen to or stand before Alan dressed like that.
"I actually think she looks pretty sexy Alan," I said easing myself out the chair as Fiona shot me daggers and shook her head.
He slowly turned his head back and spat again. "You fucks the fhat cunts then,"
"I might just do that Alan," I said leading her out the house with my hand on her arse.
Fiona asked me why I'd said anything to him and I told her that pretty soon I wanted her for myself and that she was going to have to get rid of Alan and from then on she kept silent and didn't speak until we pulled in to the car park of a pub come restaurant not more than three miles from where we lived.
"We can't go here," Fiona said as I switched off the engine in the very large car park that was probably half full.
"Yes we can and we are, so get out the fucking car," I told her as I waited in my seat for her to get up and move.
I left her outside the car for a minute before I got out and I was happy to see that the cool air had made her nipples a bit harder and strain even more against the thin material of her blouse. She followed me in to the entrance of the restaurant and we stood waiting at the stand like the sign instructed us.
I noticed a couple of people look over and stare at Fiona and then go back to their dinner with disapproving looks, this was just the sort of reaction I hoped for. A young lad maybe only eighteen approached and asked her for our name and then took us to our table for two in the far corner of the room. I was walking behind them both and clocked a lot of head turning and whispering as Fiona walked by and by the time we were seated she was clearly embarrassed and was flushed in the face.
We ordered drinks and then looked through the menu.
"Just relax whore," I said, but not loud enough for anyone else to hear.
