Ned had allowed Susan Smith a couple of days rest from his sexual depravities. On her last visit she had been tied to the bed in various positions while the two young boys who lived nearby had fucked her and spanked her in an amazing number of ways. She had opened her mouth to take their cocks and drank whatever liquid oozed from the tiny piss holes. More interestingly, her arse had been given special attention by having butt plugs of various sizes inserted into her anus, for the purpose of stretching her brown hole, necessary training before it could accommodate a hard cock of decent size. It amused Ned to see that by the time the woman emerged from the shower, taken before she was returned to her husband, she always had a contented expression on her face. She often was sent home to her husband wearing a smirk if not a smile.
It was during this interlude that Ned heard the news that the local factory was laying off most of it's workforce which he knew would very likely include Mrs Smith's spouse Michael. After giving it some thought Ned decided a visit would be in order. He had a cunning plan.
Picking a time when he knew Mrs Smith would be out Ned strolled down the road and rang Mike's door bell. Now the two men sometimes engaged in conversation but were far from being friends, so Mike looked a little nonplussed when he saw Ned standing at his door asking if he could come in and have a few words. Nevertheless the man invited his neighbour into the living room and they sat down.
'I've heard the bad news about people being laid off at the factory. I have a proposal that you might be interested in. I know in situations like this every penny counts.'
'Okay, let's hear it. I'm hoping it doesn't happen but I think I'm going to be one of the unlucky ones.' Mike sounded very concerned and worried.
'I have a little idea, whereby I might be able to put a few pounds your way. A little job for your wife, with an opportunity to earn more. It won't make up for your lost income but it could be useful money if she's prepared to go the extra mile.'
'I'm confused but tell me more.' Mike told the man.
'Occasionally I organise small private parties, get-togethers, for certain friends of mine, businessmen mainly. All are in my age group, you know, probably the youngest is over 55. We like to have a little fun, sometimes we play cards, have some food sent in, obviously drink a lot! Watch a film maybe, you know, adult films, uncensored.'
'How the hell does my wife fit in with this scenario?'
'I thought it might be great fun for the guys if we had a lovely lady, pleasant on the eye, serving us drinks and providing us with a bit of glamour.'
'What? You want my wife to be a waitress? Hostess? For one night only? What she earns would hardly pay for a days food. You've got to be joking.'
'My friends would be very generous for the right woman. The more she does the more she gets paid.'
'So you're asking me to prostitute my wife?'
'Call it what you wish. If you lose your job you'll need every penny. On top of what your wife earns at her regular job it could make a big difference. It would depend on her how far she wanted to go. Minimum, would be giving the guys something to look at, say, parading in sexy outfits. Maybe getting down to just panties. A lot more money if she let them have some fun, sitting on their knees, letting them have a kiss, maybe play with her breasts, the more she does the more she earns. And it won't necessarily be a one-time event. You see I've always thought your wife has a very nice body, so she was the first woman who came into my head. She gets first offer.
'You have hell of a cheek coming here proposing that my wife becomes a part-time sex worker.'
'I should also mention,' Ned continued, not put off by Mike's aggressive reaction, 'That my friends would be happy to put your name around amongst the business communities letting them know you are looking for employment. Think a little beyond the idea she's only going to be paid for a couple of hours work as a waitress in a sexy uniform. For men of my generation and taste having a local housewife doing it for a generous reward is much more interesting and arousing than hiring a professional hostess with a false smile from an agency. There's something very erotic and tantalising about seeing a shy, ordinary housewife daring to lower her inhibitions and expose herself for the delight of other men. I'll leave you to give it some thought.'
With that, Ned got to his feet and saw himself out, leaving Mike deep in thought.
A couple of days had passed before Mike told his wife about the unusual 'opportunity'.
'I had a visit from that guy you don't like the other day, Ned.'
They had just settled down for the evening after eating their meal. Susan felt her stomach do a somersault. Nervously she waited for the angry accusations to come pouring out. Her hands shook.
'He came to offer a proposal - a job offer for you really.'
Sue swallowed hard. 'What?'
'He throws little gatherings, parties, for a bunch of older guys. He says they are business men, willing to pay good money for a woman to act as hostess and who's prepared to give them a bit of a sexual thrill. He wondered if you'd be interested - make a few pounds in your spare time every now and again. Ned heard about the lay-offs at work and thought the bit of extra cash would come in useful. Actually he told me he finds you very sexy, says you have a good body.'
Susan looked at her husband with astonishment.
'Give them a sexual thrill? What did you say?'
'Well it was so weird I didn't say a lot. I asked how far he'd expect you to go?.'
'You mean you were prepared to give it some consideration? What did he tell you?'
'Basically it would be up to you just how far you wanted to go. But he made it clear that the more you did, or the farther you were prepared to go - the more money you could earn. He reckoned his friends would be very generous toward a woman who was daring enough to give them some fun and excitement.'
'What are you saying Michael? You sound like you're trying to sell me the idea. You want me to do this?'
