I am dressed in a black bustier that my boyfriend Alex has laced tight to accentuate my small waist, and it was so tight that it pushed my 34-C breasts into globes that I think almost reach my chin. I am also wearing a black garter belt, attached to black thigh highs, a skimpy black lace thong and black four inch heels. My dark brown hair is long and curly, and my makeup is dark and heavy, except for the bright red lipstick I am wearing. This is how Alex wants me to be dressed when he presents me to the older gentleman who responded to Alex's CL ad. To explain why I am dressed this way, and why there was a CL post, let me fill you in.
While shopping at the mall with a few girlfriends last Saturday, I got carried away and spent most of this month's car payment money. Knowing Alex would be furious with me for not being more responsible with money, I told him I lost the money at the mall, that it must have fallen out of my purse. He was still livid, called me irresponsible, untrustworthy, and told me I would have to earn the money to replace it one way or another, as he wasn't going to make the payment for me. He had cosigned for my car note, so I guess he had a point.
A little about us. Alex and I had been living together for about two years, in his house. He is 5'8", about 160#, and eight years older than me at thirty five. He is a very dominant man, in and out of the bedroom. I am Roxanne, 5'4", 120#, long curly dark brown, almost black hair. Most consider me to be pretty. Alex loves my 34-C breasts with perky nipples, my slim waist, my perfectly flared hips and tight ass. I am submissive by nature, and he also loves that part of me. Our sex life once was great, Alex was considerate and loving. Now it has become routine, if we have sex at all, and I am seldom satisfied.
He decided that to teach me a lesson, and to earn the money back, he would place a post on CL and offer my sexual services to a couple of guys (of his choosing). He would email with the men who responded to the post, and pick the ones he thought would actually show up and pay for my services. I hoped he was bluffing and all this was only a threat to scare me into being more responsible, but he did post an ad. I told him that it would be humiliating and degrading, but I had no say in this at all, so to appease him, I reluctantly agreed to do it.
When the post appeared online his inbox was flooded with responses, over fifty in the first hour or two. I still had hopes that Alex was just trying to teach me a lesson and things would go no further, but he began to exchange emails with the inquiring men. He explained the situation to them and told them that two lucky guys would be able to have an hour with me for $160 each. He narrowed his search to ten guys, and concentrated on them.
His first choice was a fifty something year old Italian gentleman, and they set up a time for the next evening at 7:00 PM, at our house. He showed me his picture and he looked nice enough, clean cut, slim, good looking with a little gray hair and a nice smile. Alex said he was polite in his emails and was eager to meet us. For the first time I thought that Alex might make me go through with this whole process, and it scared me. Would he really make me do this? Make me be a prostitute with a complete and total stranger?