1. The Choice


    Date: 10/17/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: MaxwellSpanx2015, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    scraped. You will pay for the damage, one way, or the other. Even if it’s with your legs.” I felt the mood change and my arse began to bite my boxers. Mickael is temperamental at the best of times, so it’s best not to piss him off. “I promise, I’ll find the money.” I held my hands up. “Do you need an accountant, by any chance?” “No... I’m always in need of new girls though.” “Deena isn’t the type.” Mickael’s leather coat crumpled as he folded his bulky arms. “Your girl is really hot. I love spicy women, they’re hard to come by. Brown skin makes good money.” “Deena is quite a conservative girl, though. It had to propose to her, before she let see her naked.” “Innocent girls are the best. Get her here. She is the only way I will get my money, and you will save your legs.” “I’ll see what she says, Boss.” “Good.” Mickael slapped me on the back, sending me down to the bar. “Don’t let me down...Or else.” Mickael loves Deena. When he spotted us in shopping in the city a few months back, he literally gawped at her tits for the whole time we were talking. He was that obvious that Deena told me she could feel his eyes burning a hole in her chest. Made her feel really uncomfortable, meaning she’s hated him ever since. So there was no way I could ask her to come. Plus how the fuck would I explain about never having told her I work in a strip bar? After a long shift I got back home just as daylight broke over the dark horizon. In the kitchen, I opened the fridge door and took out the ...
    cheese. Slamming the door, my eyebrows arched as a disheveled Deena stood wearing my old football shirt. “What are you doing awake?” “Can’t sleep for worrying.” “I’m sorry.” I leaned forward and kissed Deena’s forehead. She might have looked like she had been through more hedges than a fox on the run, but I would still definitely ravage her. “I still have just enough energy felt for a quickie, Dee.” “You have to be joking.”Deena groaned and rubbed the back of her neck. “I feel sick.” “It was worth a try.” I leaned over the counter and took out a slice of brown bread. “So, you have been busy filling out applications?” “More than I care to mention. But I need a quick fix... I have a friend who told me about webcam modelling. Can earn quite a bit from it, and they pay weekly. But the internet is shit around here.” “Isn’t that stripping?” “I know, I know. But I’m desperate. I’ll do anything.” I began buttering my bread. “I was talking to Mickael today.” “Oh, that dirty bastard.” “Yeah, well, he has just opened a strip joint upstairs and looking for new strippers.” “How much?” I slammed the knife through the hard cheese. “Some of the girls earn a grand over a weekend... not sure what they exactly do for that... I work in the casino after all.” “I’ll come with you tomorrow. Seeing as he’ll take the use of your legs if I don’t.” “Fuck me... really?” “We’re desperate... I’m desperate.” Deena’s Story Despite the fact I was going to a strip club, I dressed formally as it was still an ...
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