Chapter Four - The rope tightens.
It was nearly three weeks before Tracey was contacted about another meeting, but she hadn't been idle. As per John's instructions, she had been talking to her best friend abut her dire financial situation. Gilly being only middle management in an NHS trust has struggled for money, even when the economy was good. Now the whole financial crisis had bitten hard and debt was beginning to swallow her up. Tracey, under strict instruction had spoken to her about John and how he had taken on her debt and propped up her business. The only issue was how he wanted to be paid back. However, Tracey would incur John's wrath, if she didn't secure Gilly's cooperation in a threesome.
" Look, as I said before " Tracey reminded her, " John is willing to take on all your debt, settle your mortgage and all you just have to meet him every other month" Tracey pointedly indicated on the papers on the table in the pub table. She had chosen the 'Black Lion' public house in her own town, as it would be quiet that lunchtime and could then exert as much influence as possible, it was a 'girly lunch' and would be relaxed. Tracey, had discarded any sense of guilt about getting Gilly to fall under Johns control. She had reasoned that it would secure her position as his 'sub' and, as an added refinements give her the opportunity to indulge a sexual fantasy of watch her friend get fucked hard by him. All that mattered was John's pleasure, and as a friend to Gilly, her financial security. Tracey looked up and saw the doubt in Gilly's eyes.
"You know the situation. With your debts and the mortgage. If you lost your job, you'd be in serious trouble." Tracey outlined. She was being deliberately vicious with the dangers of an impeding financial crisis." You and Donald, split up months ago and you've not being seeing anyone else. John will be a breath of fresh air, it'll be like a date and let's be honest; you've not slept with a man for a while." Tracey smiled, she was pushing all of Gilly's buttons. She then shot off her final salvo." Besides, I'll be there too. John and I are very close now, even closer then when we were dating. You'll just be having a little threesome, like we had a couple of years ago."
Gilly looked awkwardly at her as the memories of the tryst flooded back to her mind. Tracey's former boyfriend, Mike had persuaded Tracey to arrange a threesome. Gilly had been initially excited by the opportunity to explore sex in a three-way, but once she joined them both in a hotel bed, it had made her long for a partner and lover of her own.
"So you'll be at mine next Thursday at 5.00 pm." Tracey could feel Gilly's reticence waver and decides to take the initiative, "Trust me all your money worries gone for one night. I'll text you the details in the morning."
Thursday came round rather too quickly. She had arranged a sitter for her two children, who were still living at home. and despite all her misgivings, Gilly used a taxi to get to Tracey's sweet little cottage, in the small market town. The driver had looked appreciatively at her trim figure. She was a short, slim petite woman, with a short blonde bob. She was proud of her slender figure and her often went to the gym to maintain it. Her 32a breasts moved freely in the dress, lacking any bra, a detail the male driver had noticed. Feeling at once embarrassed and yet pleased,she endured his occasional glances in the rear-view mirror for the short drive. She got out and straightened her dress. Although being short and slim, it was quite tight, and she wore no panties and bra as per Tracey's instructions and had shaved her pussy and used an enema. She rang the small electronic door bell on the glossy back door and was surprised to find that John opened it. She had thought John was a reasonably good looking man, but clearly wealth had improved his looks. Gilly stepped in and looked around the small front room. Her mouth fell open to find Tracey on the small sofa, positioned against the window, naked and pleasuring herself with a long glass dildo.
"Oh" Was all that Gilly could say. Her nose could smell the unmistakable scent of pussy. Tracey must have been using the sex toy for a while. She looked down, Tracey's face was flushed and she noticed beads of her ejaculate on her shaved pubis and inner thighs. The green sofa was wet , as was the laminate floor. She had ejaculated at least twice, all in front of John. Apprehension gripped her.
"Oh, please forgive Tracey, she couldn't wait. I asked her to make herself comfortable this afternoon and so she did.
With the door closed, Gilly stood in a moment of indecision and shock. Just as John had wanted her to be.
He continued with a silky tone, " I assume you saw that the debt transfer and the clearance of any further issues, this morning?" John looked at Gilly watching Tracey sliding the ribbed dildo into her own pussy, whilst looking at Gilly.
"Yes, the bank alerted me this morning." Gilly replied, her eyes still on Tracey's hand sliding the over-sized dildo into her pink sodden cunt. She looked back at John, her eye wide. She nodded, the situation was unworldly. She hadn't expected this and was taken back.
